Marigny Street (Saving Angels Book 1)
By Annie Rose Welch
Way down south on Marigny Street in the heart of New Orleans, the land of Catholic intercessions, purgatory, and supernatural superstitions, young Evangeline Chenier dreams of a radiant boy who saves her from a storm. She takes the dream seriously – in her family, dreams are sometimes more than dreams. Sometimes they foretell the future. Sometimes they create it.
Years later, Eva is no longer the same wistful girl but a hardened woman who no longer believes in dreams. Losing faith in her gift, she becomes lost in a nightmare of emotion, mourning her son, separating from her husband, and stewing in a dead-end job. And then fate brings her an unlikely surprise: one of the most famous movie stars in the world, Gabriel Roberts.
Caught by something in his eyes, Eva agrees to show him the real Big Easy on his last night in New Orleans—an evening that turns into four dreamy days spent recapturing lost faith and discovering a love neither expected. Realizing Gabriel is the boy from her childhood dream, Eva must leave everything behind—her husband, her family, her history, and the beautiful city she calls home—and gamble it all for the dream that has saved her on MARIGNY STREET.
*Blogger’s Note: I NEVER read the synopsis of a book I am asked to review, I never even read the backs of books I read which leads to a lot of purchases that involve me buying a book that happens to be book 3 or 5 in a series that cannot be read as a standalone.*
There are not many books that can simultaneously tear my heart out on one page and heal it all at the same on the next. I can’t help but think that Annie Rose Welch may have experienced or is very close to someone who has experienced such a great loss.
Through the course of reading Marigny Street, I was adrift in a dream like trance. I spent only one day in Welch’s hometown, a ghost of a whisper watching from afar, the beauty of her descriptions lost in the fog of my imagination. My hair frizzed with the humidity, the smell of rain on hot pavement tickled my nose, my heart withered and died, and sprang to life on the Faubourg Marigny. I felt the magic of a dream, once again on Marigny. Annie Rose Welch graced my life with the promise of love and healing, she blended a story of loss with one of hopes and dreams… and magic.
“…angels loved New Orleans. They were attracted to the hear, to the ever possible chance of a love being ignited or rekindled. ‘Just like us, they love a damn good love story’….’So they bring forth the lightning bugs, for romantic light; they serenade us with passionate music, to set the atmosphere, to cause our souls to want to open and fly. It’s one of life’s greatest love scenes, if you have the good sense to relish in it.” -Mère
I would love to meet Mère, to know her story, to eat her sweet french toast with café au lait, and know her love and companionship.
I am so glad that Annie wrote this book and that I read it when I did, even if my review was late, I really needed the words she wrote at this very moment. Whether or not Annie went through the turmoil herself I am very glad she shook up her life and flew west to California.
Thank you Annie Rose Welch. My life will never be the same, simply because you realized your dream.
Annie Rose Welch
Born and raised in New Orleans, Annie has a habit of shortening her words and telling long stories. She speaks with a southern flair and cooks with it too. At the tender age of twenty- one, she hitched up her wagons (took her first plane ride) and moved out west to the big shake (California).
Her writing career began one sleepless night when she imagined a gorgeous woman and a man with maniacal hair floating above her like lightening bugs falling from the sky. Curious about them, their story, and why they were floating around in her head, she sat down and penned (typed) her first novel, Marigny Street. A dream come true for her, she hasn’t stopped writing since. She loves a damn good love story, always has, no matter what the genre. She is particularly moved by imperfect love that in its own unique way is perfect, the notion of love at first sight, soul mates, and things that are generally out of the norm.
When she’s not writing she enjoys dabbling in photography and finding new, inspirational music to add to her collection. Deciding on a whim to hitch up those same wagons, Annie currently resides in Texas (where everything is bigger) with her husband, daughter, and their two peculiar dogs, Boudreaux and Tabasco (who, call her crazy, bark with an accent).
For lagniappe (a little extra), a virtual cup of café au lait and beignets, please visit Annie’s website: