Constantine Capers: The Pennington Perplexity Natalie Brianne (best summer reads of all time .txt) 📖

not included murder floofers and it might not be as clever as Lord Peter Whimsey, but I hope the book at least made you smile. I’d settle for a laugh because laughing with you is one of my favorite pastimes.

And finally, dear old Dad. I like to think that you could read my book in heaven. Before you pined for the fjords, there wasn’t even a hint of authorial intent in my body. Or, perhaps there was. Perhaps you knew. Here’s to the times long since passed when we would grab popcorn and watch an old mystery. To bunny rabbits, the monkey run, and walking hand in hand. I blame you (and Mum) for me identifying more as a Brit than a Yank. I wish that you didn’t have to die for me to realize how much I love you. But, because of you, I think I understand how to live. Daddy, I’ve reached for the stars, and I’ve caught one. Thanks for watching over me.

If I’ve forgotten anyone, and surely I have, I’ll blame it on Byron, our forgetful detective. Perhaps next go around, Mira can help us both remember everyone.

Natalie Brianne’s love of writing might be traced back to an old Rainbow Macintosh Laptop she received for her 8th birthday. Perhaps it came from years of storytelling and the discipline of wonder. Or maybe, she was born to write and didn’t realize it until a book sprung out of her fingertips somewhere between a house in Pleasant Grove, Utah and a bus on its way to Edinburgh, Scotland.

She received her degree in Interdisciplinary Humanities from BYU. While she could have studied English or Creative Writing, she opted to learn more about culture, distant lands, and people in hopes of writing better stories. Much of her first book, Constantine Capers: The Pennington Perplexity was written when she lived at 27 Palace Court, London, walking the streets as if she were her characters.

While her interests in writing spread across genres, you can always expect her work to be imaginative, clean, and clever.

When Natalie isn’t writing, she’s illustrating, voice acting, playing the guitar very badly, traveling and forgetting that she has vegetables in her fridge. You might find her in a cute little ivy-covered house in Provo, Utah. You’ll know the place by the immense flock of finches that nest there. If she isn’t there, try looking for her on Twitter, Facebook, or her website https://nataliebrianne.com/.