☾ Samantha Arden Lockheart ☽
Founder of Lockheart Arden Publishing.
Samantha Arden Lockheart is a new female romance author with a deep passion for a wide range of subjects, including self-compassion, poetry, philosophy, love, psychology, and people. She loves getting lost in her mind, and of course, the billions upon billions of words, feelings, and experiences that exist inside of books. Some feelings are truly infinite, it seems.
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Novel One - Contemporary Romance
Summary for The Mind of Melanie Arndt Holland here
Novel Summary: it is set in my fictional town of Lockwood, Connecticut, and it is the love story of 23-year-old Melanie Holland and 31-year-old Levi Schoneveld. She is a graduate Computer Engineering student; he is a PhD student studying Art History. They meet in a bookstore and they share a love of Christopher Rutkaszweski's artwork, who is a local artist in the New England area. Idea based on the classic Grumpy/Sunshine trope, one of my complete favourite of romance tropes. Slow burn, too. That is about as much as I can reveal... trust me... for now!! @LockheartArdenPublishing all across social media for updates ♡
“There is a word that hurts my heart—one I don’t ever say out loud. Like the shadow that lingers in the light, I can’t separate myself from your memory. But there are some nights when I look up into the sky, and the moon is whole again.” –Lang Leav
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Novel One - Contemporary Romance
The Mind of Melanie Jo Arndt Holland
My new contemporary romance novel, The Mind of Melanie Jo Arndt Holland will not be published. At the start of December of 2024, I chose to discontinue writing this novel.
Books Samantha Arden Lockheart Loves
Below is a link to my Goodreads account and a document I use to keep track of books I read by authors who have all changed my life through their stories and inspired me to write for myself.
“We read on. We go on looking, as we’ve always looked, not so much for [flint artifacts] as for ourselves, our own, obscure traces. Reading books, visiting museums, or simply stopping short before the vast, gold umbrella of some chestnut tree in mid-autumn, aren’t we always, in a sense, looking for ourselves? A lonely species by nature, made even more so today by the loss of any commonly shared vision—any collectively accepted referent—we wander through galleries, archival tumuli, and archeological vestige, hoping to discover, at any given instant, the key, the tiny, metallic glint in the midst of our own shadows. Call it, if you will, the breath at the very heart of our own empty mirror.” — Gustaf Sobin, from Luminous Debris: Reflecting on Vestige in Provence and Languedoc (University of California Press, 1999)
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Book Review Masterlist
Welcome to my book reviews master list! Click on the pink “Reviews” links to see what I’ve been reading, along with my thoughts on those books. There are headings in an outline for each document that separates each book. A goal with my blog [and this working document] is to inspire people to love to read. As a girl who never enjoyed reading until she was seventeen, I hope I can at least change one person's mind.
Genres I love include Romance, Fan fiction, Fiction, Young Adult, Dystopian Fiction, Fantasy, Literature, Philosophy, and Poetry.
“We read on. We go on looking, as we’ve always looked, not so much for [flint artifacts] as for ourselves, our own, obscure traces. Reading books, visiting museums, or simply stopping short before the vast, gold umbrella of some chestnut tree in mid-autumn, aren’t we always, in a sense, looking for ourselves? A lonely species by nature, made even more so today by the loss of any commonly shared vision—any collectively accepted referent—we wander through galleries, archival tumuli, and archeological vestige, hoping to discover, at any given instant, the key, the tiny, metallic glint in the midst of our own shadows. Call it, if you will, the breath at the very heart of our own empty mirror.” — Gustaf Sobin, from Luminous Debris: Reflecting on Vestige in Provence and Languedoc (University of California Press, 1999)
“There is a word that hurts my heart—one I don’t ever say out loud. Like the shadow that lingers in the light, I can’t separate myself from your memory. But there are some nights when I look up into the sky, and the moon is whole again.” –Lang Leav
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