Thanks to Lisa for the Review

Published October 25, 2026 by rochellewisoff

In Google searching my own book I found this wonderful review by Lisa Fox. Although I’m two years behind in posting it, it bears repeating IMHO.

An audio book is currently in the works for those who’d rather listen than read. I’m very excited about this project as it is being narrated by the author. 😉

LAST DANCE WITH ANNIE is available from the publishing house, owned and operated by Lia Wu. Click her picture to check out the site as this small publishing company is growing and on the rise. 😀 And of course, my book is available.

The book is also available at Amazon. Click picture below for Link.

And of course, click the link below to read Lisa’s review!

Book Review: Last Dance with Annie by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

25 April 2025

Published April 23, 2025 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Novel Excerpt
Word Count: 100

BRAIN FOG

Elise’s cheeks blazed against the cold tile. The last thing she remembered was writing a check at the register when a wave of nausea and lightheadedness swept over her. The helpless feeling of losing control as she lost consciousness rushed back. She squirmed, wishing she could dissolve between the cracks. How many of those “gentle action” pink pills had she taken in anticipation of dinner?

You know you’re too damn smart for your own good,” her frustrated support group leader had snapped at her night before last. “Why do you even bother coming to meetings anyway?”

To learn new tricks…

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29 March 2024

Published March 27, 2024 by rochellewisoff

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Here it is! The official cover of LAST DANCE WITH ANNIE, due out sometime in May or June. The poem in the following story is the beginning of the book and one that I actually wrote when I was in the midst of the battle.

Genre: Non-Fiction
Word Count: 100

HIS SUCCESS STORY

The Dancer

The steps used to

Be simple,

Every leap and turn;

Graceful, exultant dance.

But now

Annie leads me to murky depths

Of despair

And

Threatens,

In the most literal sense,

To devour

Soul, spirit, and body.

I’m tortured by

Pain on the faces of those

Who care.

Helpless to halt this

Insane choreography

I seek resolution

Via self-destruction.

After reading my poem, Wayne asked, “What do you hope to accomplish by starving yourself to death?”

“They’ll be better off without me.”

*****

In Memory of Wayne Clinton Witcher, my ever-patient therapist. I will always consider myself your success story.

8 March 2024

Published March 6, 2024 by rochellewisoff

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With my novel LAST DANCE WITH ANNIE coming out soon (sorry no date) and my total lack of inspiration this morning, I’m posting an edited snippet. Irma is based on an actual person whose name I don’t recall so her identity is safe with me. 😉

Genre: Realistic Fiction
Word Count: 100

NEW BEGINNINGS

Elise lay on her bed, exhausted from her first twenty-four hours on EDU.

Trying to shrug off the shame of letting down one of her closest friends, she drank in the delicious scent of the blooms on the nightstand. “Nothing says spring like daffodils.”

It was sweet of her coworkers to send them up. She reread the card that said, “Fight the good fight. We love you.”

“Make sure you never set them where Irma can see ‘em,” said Elise’s roommate. “She goes bonkers around flowers.”

“Why?”

“I’ll let her tell it. We’re supposed to concentrate on our own stories.”

*Note EDU stands for “Eating Disorder Unit.”

A nod to my friend and fellow author Kathleen M. Rodgers who shares my love of daffodils and understands Elise better than most.

“WHAT THE HELL IS A PENTIMENTO?”

Published December 21, 2023 by rochellewisoff

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Oh the crazy thoughts that come to me in the wee early morning hours. Looking at this prompt, I decided to plug my new novel LAST DANCE WITH ANNIE, due out sometime next year. I vascillate between excitement and apprehension as much of Elise’s story is my own. The following is a slightly edited excerpt.

Genre: Realistic Fiction/Excerpt
Word Count: 100

“WHAT THE HELL IS A PENTIMENTO?”

Elise hugged her legs tightly to her chest and answered her husband’s question. “A pentimento’s a painting hidden under a painting. For whatever reason, say the artist wasn’t happy with the first painting but doesn’t want to waste the canvas, he paints over the first picture.”

“Or because he has something to hide.” Her psychiatrist raised an eyebrow. “Let me put this into perspective. When you were small, you went somewhere else when the abuse happened. In a sense, you painted over the ugly images. This became more difficult as you grew older, although you were still adept at revision.”

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16 June 2023

Published June 14, 2023 by rochellewisoff

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The following is a snippet from my soon-to-be published novel. Gone over with a finetooth comb by my wonderful beta readers, I’ve sent the manuscript back to my publsiher for another round of edits. It’s amazing how each one of my readers fround something different. 😀

Genre: Realistic Fiction
Word Count: 100

EVASIVE MANEUVER

The sun behind Dr. Picard put his face in shadow. Elise winced. “Do you suppose you could move?”

He rose and sank into a different chair. “That’s a step in the right direction. Better?”

“Yes. What do you mean by that?”

“How often do you ask for what you need?”

“Often enough, I guess.”

“How often do you ask your husband?”

“John Wayne Picard, MD, PhD.” Elise read a framed medical certificate on the wall. “Nice bowtie, Doctor. That shade of cerulean brings out the blue in your eyes. Mind if I call you Wayne? Or do you prefer John?”

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Here I am with my enthusiastic publisher, head of OHP, Lia Wu. ❤

14 April 2023

Published April 12, 2023 by rochellewisoff

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Today I’m kind of cheating. The following story is an edited snippet of my soon to be published novel LAST DANCE WITH ANNIE. It’s about a 40 year old woman’s struggle with anorexia nervosa. This scene is early in book and based on a personal story. Oh those voices in our heads that distort any sense of reason! It’s a mindset that counts calories in a piece of chewing gum. No food is truly safe.

Genre: Fiction (sort of)
Word Count: 100

EAT YOUR HEART OUT

House of Hunan had something for everyone, including Tony. He filled his plate with egg rolls, crab Rangoon and bacon-wrapped Rumaki. Plenty of fried food to keep him happy.

Elise’s inner-voice crooned. “Buffets are great places to hide.”

She studied the huge mound of lettuce and sautéed green beans on her plate. How many calories? 200? Maybe less. Iceberg only had 50 per head. Her empty stomach roiled with the laxatives she’d gulped down. At the same time, it growled with hunger.

“It’s too much.” The voice sang. “It will make you fat. Huge as a hippo. Fat, fat, fat!”

20 January 2023

Published January 18, 2023 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Fiction/Novel Excerpt
Word Count: 100

I’m not sure you can call this a whole story, rather it is a snippet from my upcoming novel LAST DANCE WITH ANNIE. I’ve been so busy with edits that I just didn’t have the headspace for something new. Maybe next week.

SPIN CYCLE

After her parents died, within three years of each other, victims of their own bad habits—smoking and overeating—Elise ramped up her exercise routines. She took pride in achieving sixteen percent body fat.

Tony, obsessed with his personal workout program, never seemed to notice his wife had a problem. In fact, he praised her new slender form and stamina.

Elise’s flashbacks of childhood abuse surfaced in her mid-thirties. Each memory took her appetite, exacerbating her hatred for her body. When she sought help from a professional, Tony fumed and said she had no right to air their dirty laundry.

Weekend Writing Prompt – Smuggle

Published December 12, 2021 by rochellewisoff

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend. How you use the prompt is up to you. Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like. Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise. If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in Sammi’s comment section. Thanks for the challenge, Sammi!

Original Artwork © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
One of my therapists suggested I illustrate my feelings during this particularly ugly and potentially lethal time in my life.

CIRCLES IN THE SPIRAL

Denise and I used aspirin to punish our hungry stomachs. Did you know you can get high on mega doses of plain old Bayer? Or that you could be addicted to them?

Once when she was in treatment, I smuggled the contraband in a baggie in my large Diet Coke.

Oh, we had lots of tricks up our sleeves next to our boney arms.

Killer ideas.

**Not one of my prouder moments. Denise wasn’t her name and I’m not sure if she’s still alive. 😦

Weekend Writing Prompt – Megalith

Published September 20, 2020 by rochellewisoff

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend. How you use the prompt is up to you. Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like. Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise. If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in Sammi’s Comment Section.

I love the challenge of learning a new word and then using it creatively. And this one was a challenge. So I digressed to a darker time in my life. Not to garner sympathy. I’ve recently finished a novel with the working title “Last Dance with Annie” based on my own experience with an eating disorder. Much of it is fiction, but a lot of it isn’t. So, without further exposition, this is where the muse took me this morning.

She walked the line

Between brilliance and insanity

Writing

Drawing

Obsessive Compulsive.

Drowning in the river

Denial

Chipping away at the megalith

She couldn’t climb.

Her mirror lied

Demons dined

Until she made a decision.

No looking back.

The boulder crushed to powder,

She writes, paints and

Celebrates life.

*Below are three of the many sketches I did as art therapy during the dark times. If you look closely you can see they’re dated 1992. A different place. A different person.