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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="244" data-original-width="686" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbpwWTdEwKLei8x_xt61Qymd5dBBT0l8ayyNkqluVPw9BhClF2HkNKMQfT9LkawxR5qmkE4QyIte2Zp-8MqoQwANyr9ri-CZHNakNQ6L28hfXXj8Jr-dj61bnTKC2uGNytOGq8s7aeeHFetNxFQPqyrsrmms7oMpjU7s0Foylxbhz4uAMUiozSHTV0yA/w613-h218/The%20Golden%20Manuscripts%20banner.jpg" width="613" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span id="docs-internal-guid-2dbdcf41-7fff-5c00-a2a1-d74edea59aed" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">The Golden Manuscripts is inspired by the real-life theft of medieval manuscript illuminations during World War II.</span></span></p><p style="line-height: 1.38; 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<h2 dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-580d7d28-7fff-0026-bbb9-38580b77c0d5" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Title: The Golden Manuscripts: A Novel</span></span></h2><h2 dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Author: Evy Journey</span></span></h2><h2 dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Pages: 360</span></span></h2><h2 dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Genre: Historical Fiction/Women's Fiction/Mystery</span></span></h2>
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young woman of Asian/American parentage has lived in seven different
countries and is anxious to find a place she could call home. An unusual
sale of rare medieval manuscripts sends her and Nathan—an art
journalist who moonlights as a doctor—on a quest into the dark world of
stolen art. For Clarissa, these ancient manuscripts elicit cherished
memories of children’s picture books her mother read to her, nourishing a
passion for art. When their earnest search for clues whisper of old
thieves and lead to the unexpected, they raise more questions about an
esoteric sometimes unscrupulous art world that defy easy answers. Will
this quest reward Clarissa with the sense of home she longs for? This
cross-genre literary tale of self-discovery, art mystery, travel, and
love is based on the actual theft by an American soldier of illuminated
manuscripts during World War II.</span></div>
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<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizJjLOFvraPLdJaKxBoB5HMQ6g_DfntcxkYy_VnZI5R-icnsFNbV5WnBdsXppECGPGhrlYdNFZq3KharuYaUWOy4dwMNSj5NfbhoWDXzdl-JEkVV3YxkbFN8JSe5lAnjMmqNCeuFMD8IXz-VzKikAjIbY4NThEN0ItgNHrmtShBzgIWK2sbHEoOmlEWQ/s1158/The%20Golden%20Manuscripts%20animated.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1158" data-original-width="400" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizJjLOFvraPLdJaKxBoB5HMQ6g_DfntcxkYy_VnZI5R-icnsFNbV5WnBdsXppECGPGhrlYdNFZq3KharuYaUWOy4dwMNSj5NfbhoWDXzdl-JEkVV3YxkbFN8JSe5lAnjMmqNCeuFMD8IXz-VzKikAjIbY4NThEN0ItgNHrmtShBzgIWK2sbHEoOmlEWQ/w222-h640/The%20Golden%20Manuscripts%20animated.gif" width="222" /></a></div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">November 2000</span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Rare Manuscripts</span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I sometimes wish I was your girl next door. The pretty one who listens to you and sympathizes. Doesn’t ask questions you can’t or don’t want to answer. Comes when you need to talk. </span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">She’s sweet, gracious, respectful, and sincere. An open book. Everybody’s ideal American girl. </span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">At other times, I wish I was the beautiful girl with creamy skin, come-hither eyes, and curvy lines every guy drools over. The one you can’t have, unless you’re a hunk of an athlete, or the most popular hunk around. Or you have a hunk of money.</span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">But I’m afraid the image I project is that of a brain with meager social skills. The one you believe can outsmart you in so many ways that you keep out of her way—you know the type. Or at least you think you do. Just as you think you know the other two.</span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I want to believe I’m smart, though I know I can be dumb. I’m not an expert on anything. So, please wait to pass judgement until you get to know us better—all three of us. </span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Who am I then? </span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I’m not quite sure yet. I’m the one who’s still searching for where she belongs. </span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I’m not a typical American girl. Dad is Asian and Mom is white. I was born into two different cultures, neither of which dug their roots into me. But you’ll see my heritage imprinted all over me—on beige skin with an olive undertone; big grey eyes, double-lidded but not deep-set; a small nose with a pronounced narrow bridge; thick, dark straight hair like Dad’s that glints with bronze under the sun, courtesy of Mom’s genes. </span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I have a family: Mom, Dad, Brother. Sadly, we’re no longer one unit. Mom and Dad are about ten thousand miles apart. And my brother and I are somewhere in between.</span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I have no one I call friend. Except myself, of course. That part of me who perceives my actions for what they are. My inner voice. My constant companion and occasional nemesis. Moving often and developing friendships lasting three years at most, I’ve learned to turn inward. </span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">And then there’s Arthur, my beautiful brother. Though we were raised apart, we’ve become close. Like me, he was born in the US. But he grew up in my father’s home city where his friends call him Tisoy, a diminutive for Mestizo that sometimes hints at admiration, sometimes at mockery. Locals use the label for anyone with an obvious mix of Asian and Caucasian features. We share a few features, but he’s inherited a little more from Mom. Arthur has brown wavy hair and green eyes that invite remarks from new acquaintances. </span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Little Arthur, not so little anymore. Taller than me now, in fact, by two inches. We’ve always gotten along quite well. Except the few times we were together when we were children and he’d keep trailing me, like a puppy, mimicking what I did until I got annoyed. I’d scowl at him, run away so fast he couldn’t catch up. Then I’d close my bedroom door on him. Sometimes I wondered if he annoyed me on purpose so that later he could hug me and say, “I love you” to soften me up. It always worked.</span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I love Arthur not only because we have some genes in common. He has genuinely lovable qualities—and I’m sure people can’t always say that of their siblings. He’s caring and loyal, and I trust him to be there through thick and thin. I also believe he’s better put together than I am, he whom my parents were too busy to raise. </span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I am certain of only one thing about myself: I occupy time and space like everyone. My tiny space no one else can claim on this planet, in this new century. But I still do not have a place where I would choose to spend and end my days. I’m a citizen of a country, though. The country where I was born. And yet I can’t call that country home. I don’t know it much. But worse than that, I do not have much of a history there. </span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Before today, I trudged around the globe for two decades. Cursed and blessed by having been born to a father who was a career diplomat sent on assignments to different countries, I’ve lived in different cities since I was born, usually for three to four years at a time. </span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Those years of inhabiting different cities in Europe and Asia whizzed by. You could say I hardly noticed them because it was the way of life I was born into. But each of those cities must have left some lasting mark on me that goes into the sum of who I am. And yet, I’m still struggling to form a clear idea of the person that is Me. This Me can’t be whole until I single out a place to call home. </span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Everyone has a home they’ve set roots in. We may not be aware of it, but a significant part of who we think we are—who others think we are—depends on where we’ve lived. The place we call home. A place I don’t have. Not yet. But I will.</span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I was three when I left this city. Having recently come back as an adult, I can’t tell whether, or for how long, I’m going to stay. You may wonder why, having lived in different places, I would choose to seek a home in this city—this country as alien to me as any other town or city I’ve passed through. </span></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">By the end of my last school year at the Sorbonne, I was convinced that if I were to find a home, my birthplace might be my best choice. I was born here. In a country where I can claim citizenship. Where the primary language is English. My choice avoids language problems and pesky legal residency issues. Practical and logical reasons, I think.</span></span></h2>
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<p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Evy Journey writes. Stories and blog posts. Novels that tend to cross genres. She’s also a wannabe artist, and a flâneuse. Evy studied psychology (M.A., University of Hawaii; Ph.D. University of Illinois). So her fiction spins tales about nuanced characters dealing with contemporary life issues and problems. She believes in love and its many faces. Her one ungranted wish: To live in Paris where art is everywhere and people have honed aimless roaming to an art form. She has visited and stayed a few months at a time.</span></span></p>
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<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Evy Journey will giving away nine $25 Amazon Gift Cards & nine boxed sets of the last 3 books in the series, Between Two Worlds! This is the way it works. Evy is touring for 6 months. At the end of each 2 month period she will be giving away 3 $25 Amazon Gift Cards and 3 boxed sets of the last 3 books in the series, Between Two Worlds. You will have a chance to win 3 times during her tour!</span></h2>
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<ul><li>By entering the giveaway, you are confirming you are at least 18 years old.</li><li>Nine winners will be chosen via Rafflecopter to receive a $25 Amazon Gift Card and a boxed set of the last 3 books in the series, Between Two Worlds.</li><li>This giveaway starts February 5 and ends July 30.</li><li>Winners will be contacted via email on March 28, May 31 and July 30.</li><li>Winner has 48 hours to reply.</li></ul>
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<span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">It’s time to play Book Trivia! </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Periodically,
we scour the Internet for interesting authors who would like to play Book
Trivia with us. By answering our book trivia questions, we get to learn
things about the author no one else knows! So, let’s get ready…let’s
play…<b>Book Trivia</b>!</span></span></div>
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</span><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Today our guest author is Chris Wallace, author of
the historical fiction, <i><b>The Dreaming Team.</b></i></span></span><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span>
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</span><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Thank you for playing Book Trivia with us! </span></span><br />
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</b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><span style="color: black;">In the movie <i>Castaway</i>,
if Tom Hanks unearthed a copy of </span><i><span style="color: black;">The Dreaming Team,</span></i><span style="color: black;">
how would that help Tom find a way off the island?</span></b><br /></span></span>
</p><p>One thing he might do is tear out all the pages (after he’s read
the book, of course), find some pebbles to hold them down and scatter
them out until he writes <b>H E L P</b> in the sand. If he has a few left over, he could add an exclamation point <b>!</b></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><span style="color: black;">Everyone knows Miley
Cyrus is the wild child in the music business.<span>
</span>But she read your book and wants to let you know that it changed her
life for the better.<span> </span>Why did your book give
Miley a new lease on life?</span></b></span></span> </p><p>I’m in danger of taking this question seriously, so, cautiously, I’ll
say that the only way my book will change anyone’s life is if it makes
them confront the present time on Planet Earth, seeing what has happened
in the past, and learn something.</p><p>
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</p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b></b></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVLbldTEikSspnU9rE01AWjItoaE2Cf5E8utwvEXSt1ugqTC7zmNDm2G5JNW9oxHTXPUKJWj3s6Gar7lSYD08nygfrP957iGAu9GB8VqgC_YYQjA1X3fV8lEHiyTqUbdIcgJWZB6bOVbfME9yHXQdyexe2PV-GBLCVn7ZFQBvO0_PcEuJ9Qpfg6cvq6mM/s353/homeless.gif" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="353" data-original-width="300" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVLbldTEikSspnU9rE01AWjItoaE2Cf5E8utwvEXSt1ugqTC7zmNDm2G5JNW9oxHTXPUKJWj3s6Gar7lSYD08nygfrP957iGAu9GB8VqgC_YYQjA1X3fV8lEHiyTqUbdIcgJWZB6bOVbfME9yHXQdyexe2PV-GBLCVn7ZFQBvO0_PcEuJ9Qpfg6cvq6mM/s320/homeless.gif" width="272" /></a></b></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">A
homeless man was caught stealing your book out of a bookstore. When
asked why he did it, he opened the book and pointed a passage out. What
was that passage?</span></b></span><p></p>
<p>The Aboriginal cricket team is on its way to England on The
Parramatta, a huge sailing vessel. An enormous storm is raging and the
team are all in their quarters, except for one man, Johnny Mullagh,
their leader. When the captain of the ship learns that Mullagh is
missing, he painstakingly makes his way on deck in search of him. He
sees him lashed to the rail, facing the storm. His clothing is
plastered to his body. When the captain reaches him, he says, <b>“This is weather at its most ferocious. It is not a wise idea to tempt Nature like this.”</b></p>
<p><b>Mullagh turns and looks directly into his eyes. “It’s all right, Captain Williams, I am Nature.”</b></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><b><b><span style="color: black;">You have a chance to
appear on the hit talent show for authors, American Book Idol, and the mighty
judges will determine whether your book will make it to </span></b><span style="color: black;">Hollywood</span></b><span style="color: black;"> and become a big screenplay. What
would impress them more – your book cover, an excerpt or your best review – and
why?</span></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Wow! Well, I have to assume that whoever is turning it into a movie has
read the book. So, I’d say that any true story about a group of people
who had everything they knew ripped away from them and were
marginalized to invisibility and then went on to be celebrated
internationally in a sport they never played before would make a pretty
good yarn . . . and probably a decent movie.</div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><b><b><span style="color: black;">Finally, you just got
word that your book has received the 2024 NY Times Bestselling Book Award and
you have to attend the ceremony at the Four Seasons Hotel in </span></b><span style="color: black;">Manhattan</span></b><span style="color: black;">. Anyone who’s anyone will be
there and it’s your shot for stardom. On stage, you must give an
acceptance speech. What would you say and who would you thank?</span></b></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span></p><p>I would say, “Nice to be back in New York. Did you miss me?” And when the chorus of NOs dies down, I’d say,
“This is a dream I never want to wake up from. When you sit there
putting one word after another on the page and you delete it and do it
again and again until you have accumulated thousands of words, and they
are now a story with a beginning, middle and end, and then some stranger
reads those words and is engaged by them in some way, and tells a
friend who tells a friend who tells another friend, and someone in a
position of influence reads the words and finally The New York Times
says the words are worthy of an award, if you can make any kind of
coherent speech after that, you’re a genius. I’m not a genius. So all I
will say is thanks to all of you who were responsible for putting the
cherry on top of this delicious hot fudge sundae.” </p>
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<p>As an actor, he was a regular on the hit daytime drama, <b>All My Children</b>, created the role of The Half-Percenter in Joe Papp’s production<b>, Mondongo</b>, appeared in countless television programs, including <b>The Incredible Hulk</b>, <b>The Mary Tyler Moore Hour</b> and had a starring role in the holiday horror classic film, <b>New Year’s Evil</b>. </p>
<p>As a producer, he put on <b>New York: A Great Place to Live</b> at Lincoln Center which kicked off New York City’s Diamond Jubilee; for Channel Five in New York, he produced the highly acclaimed <b>Harlem Cultural Festival</b>; at the Apollo Theatre in Harlem, he produced <b>Uptown Sunday Afternoon</b>, which was hosted by Harry Belafonte and featured Richard Pryor, Bill Withers, and a galaxy of other performers; for the National Organization for Women, he produced <b>A Valentine’s Day Tribute to Woman</b> at New York’s Town Hall; was associate producer of the first <b>Ali-Frazier Heavyweight Championship Fight</b> at Madison Square Garden, and produced the gigantic block party, hosted by Gwen Verdon, which named West 46th Street as <b>Restaurant Row</b>. .</p>
<p>He earned the Silver Award at the New York International Film and Television Festival for <b>In the Balance</b>, a film that advocated sustainability and common sense in wildlife management. It was also singled out by the Department of the Interior as one of the best films of its kind. Chris wrote, narrated and wrote the musical score for that film.</p>
<p>He performed on several children’s television programs in New York, Boston, Philadelphia, Washington D.C. and Jacksonville, singing his original children’s songs. In Hollywood, he performed them for all denominations of Big Brothers and Big Sisters of America. He created a musical, <b>A Special Thing to Be</b>, at the Los Angeles Children’s Museum that featured his kids’ songs and the museum’s children’s chorus.</p>
<p>He wrote the songs for two children’s theatre productions in Hollywood, <b>Hooray, Here Comes the Circus</b> and <b>Sleeping Beauty</b>; wrote and performed the songs on <b>Strong Kids, Safe Kids</b>, a video produced by Henry Winkler for Paramount that dealt with the protection of children from sexual molestation and exploitation. He created his first musical revue, <b>Greatest Hits</b>, in Hollywood, which played several venues, including Carlos ‘n’ Charlie’s on Sunset Strip and The Backlot in West Hollywood.</p>
<p>Upon relocating to Australia, he produced <b>A Helping Hand</b> at the Victorian Arts Centre, a benefit for Quadriplegic Hand Foundation; wrote book, music and lyrics for <b>Nothing to Wear</b>, a musical based on “The Emperor’s New Clothes,” also produced at the Victorian Arts Centre. He created a one-man show, <b>A Thing of Shreds & Patches</b>, for the Melbourne Fringe Festival; created another one-man show, <b>The Mark Twain You Don’t Know</b>, which toured Australia, then Pacific Palisades, California, and played in New York City on the 100th anniversary of Mark Twain’s death. He created several cabaret shows for The Butterfly Club in Melbourne, most notable of which was <b>Les Femmes</b> which featured an all female cast. He wrote, produced and performed in <b>Huckleberry: A Musical Adventure</b> which premiered in Melbourne.</p>
<p>Which brings us to <b>The Dreaming Team</b>. This is his second book. The first, <b>Hollywood Mosaic</b> is written under the pen name, Pete Joseph.</p>
<p>You can visit his website at <a href="http://www.olentangymusic.com"><b>www.olentangymusic.com</b></a>.</p>
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</span><p><span style="font-weight: normal;">It is against this backdrop in the 1860s that the amazing story of an all Aboriginal cricket team, the first Aussie team to do so, played at Lords, the home of cricket in England. Conventional wisdom predicted that Indigenous Australians would die off by the next generation.</span></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p><span style="font-weight: normal;"><i>The Dreaming Team</i> brings those Indigenous players to life and follows them on an adventure that would appear to be unbelievable if it weren’t true. They not only changed the minds and perceptions about Aboriginal Australians, they arguably changed the course of Australian history. </span></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
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</span><p><span style="font-weight: normal;"><i>“A beautiful story, beautifully written, about a piece of Australian history that, if you don’t know about, you probably should. Heartwarming, heartbreaking and brimming with relevance for today’s Australia. A poignant example of how far we’ve come and how far we haven’t.”<br /></i></span></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p><span style="font-weight: normal;"><i>“The Dreaming Team tells the true story of the all Aboriginal cricket team from Victoria who did a tour of Great Britain back in the 1860s and all the drama, setbacks, and cultural divide between the Aboriginals and white Australians involved. Considering the state of affairs for Aboriginal people in those days, the team’s accomplishments are no small feat!”<br /></i></span></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p><i style="font-weight: normal;">“What an interesting story. It is truly an Australian story about indigenous Australians. The story grabbed me from the first chapter, and drew me further in to where I could not put it down. I don’t want to give anything away, so I will say that the twists and turns makes you want to know what happens next at the end of each chapter. To say it is a sports story is not fair, it is a people story, told from the heart, about the hearts of people who love the land, and their story. I recommend it highly, and look forward to more from the author, Chris Wallace!”</i></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p><span style="font-weight: normal;">You can purchase your copy at <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Dreaming-Team-Chris-Wallace/dp/0645968706/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1700139793&sr=1-1">Amazon</a>.</span></p>
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</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380473188666774789.post-13781812186747029612024-02-06T00:00:00.001-05:002024-02-06T00:00:00.161-05:00📙 A Bookish Word or Two with Donna Fletcher Crow, Author GOING THERE: TALES FROM THE RIVIERA AND BEYOND #abookishword<p> </p><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLelgRgBXw5azMvuQFYhmWKXFMNAGLuOFGNgw-PFc7X_HpZB6uTsigAcQ1fvif5gFh8liduxoHq0YuUldfFtRJuKHsU-UfXbCjW76VZaX2ZD1OZeC0nX12dqFb8KrgIGMlwYBV-AHRHT8/s1600/A+Bookish+Word.png" style="color: #3778cd; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="64" data-original-width="771" height="33" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLelgRgBXw5azMvuQFYhmWKXFMNAGLuOFGNgw-PFc7X_HpZB6uTsigAcQ1fvif5gFh8liduxoHq0YuUldfFtRJuKHsU-UfXbCjW76VZaX2ZD1OZeC0nX12dqFb8KrgIGMlwYBV-AHRHT8/s400/A+Bookish+Word.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;"><br />On A Bookish Word or Two, we have a guest post from Donna Fletcher Crow, author of <i>Going There: Tales from the Riviera and Beyond.</i> Enjoy!</span><div><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;"> </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px;" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyzsqO2NKEjBWr4XCd-BMFFIGb_j1XhIsrBWP-ROVzNalhgsoWp6X1P08mQjgP1mS81GWfOfAewbKo00M0e5DdjCZm_6WMGyS7osnIe6rxAInL0W1XZSs3vMjOuM3Lb8A1wOmnq5rGfmL05X7ldllDFji753I8Hdfa26MHq2keP8Zss4Bk-XyqtD_Tmog/s793/Going%20There%2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="526" data-original-width="793" height="389" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyzsqO2NKEjBWr4XCd-BMFFIGb_j1XhIsrBWP-ROVzNalhgsoWp6X1P08mQjgP1mS81GWfOfAewbKo00M0e5DdjCZm_6WMGyS7osnIe6rxAInL0W1XZSs3vMjOuM3Lb8A1wOmnq5rGfmL05X7ldllDFji753I8Hdfa26MHq2keP8Zss4Bk-XyqtD_Tmog/w585-h389/Going%20There%2010.jpg" width="585" /></a></div><br /><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">The Inspiration Behind Going There: Tales from the Riviera and Beyond</span><br /></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><b><span face="Arial, sans-serif" lang="EN-CA" style="line-height: 21.4px;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">By Donna Fletcher Crow <br /></span></span></span></b></p><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><p>For many years I had wanted to go to France with my daughter-in-law
Kelly. She speaks French, has a Cordon Bleu Grand Diplome, and has
visited France many times. In other words, the perfect guide to a
fabulous country I wanted to get to know better. But somehow, the
adventure never worked out for us.</p>
<p>Until the summer of 2021. Granddaughter Jane was to study at the <i>Princesse</i>
Grace Dance Academy in Monaco. There would then be a ten-day gap
between the end of her program in Monaco and the beginning of her final
year at the <i>Ballettschule </i>of Basel. Chaperoning Jane was a perfect excuse.</p>
<p>After more than a year of severe lockdowns around the world the
restrictions had eased just enough to make it possible. With all the
proper documentation of vaccinations and tests, along with an ample
supply of masks, we set off on the amazing itinerary Kelly had planned: A
week on the Riviera, a week in the Loire valley, then on to
Switzerland.</p>
<p>It was all to be pure pleasure and family time. This was for fun, not work.</p>
<p>But the characters from several of my series disagreed. To my
surprise, they wanted to come, too. Looking back at my trip journal, I
see it was on day 6 that Lord and Lady Danvers from my Lord Danvers
Investigates Victorian series showed up on the <i>Promenade des Anglais</i>
in Nice. Then Elizabeth and Richard from my literary suspense series
joined us on the boat to St. Tropez. Felicity and Antony from my
Monastery Murders series showed up in the wine caves in the Loire valley
the next week… and so it went.</p>
<p>My biggest surprise, though, was two summers later. My husband and I
were fulfilling a long-held dream and celebrating our sixtieth
anniversary with a crossing on the Queen Mary 2 when we were joined by a
bevy of my characters. Really? On a romantic anniversary getaway? It’s
little wonder I was surprised.</p>
<p>But then, surprises and adventures are some of the nicest things
about the writing life—along with being able to share all of them with
my readers. </p>
<p></p><p></p><p> </p><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s1600/books4.png" style="color: #3778cd; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="433" height="147" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s320/books4.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="320" /></a></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><h2 style="background-color: white; border-bottom: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); color: #444444; font-family: Crushed; font-size: 20px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px -15px; padding: 0.6em 15px 0.5em; position: relative; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;">About Donna Fletcher Crow<br /></span></h2><div style="background-color: white; border-top: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; padding-top: 8px;"><div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX2bBeey52tVPB_7_qdpXWkXjW-mImf_cLPxAXly2rFzQ9N4vbxN9q8OGKpaXUUnk_8w6v82gHMY0ssCNdeN4jI5n9actEjUPvP1KF1eyl9jpQSWsy2s9FGP-zs-BwqO2Nf1YvEfaENesE4ofd_dB9fEmGQC52Czq3yN4SOg7oCTC9cCg87vAEZt85gn4/s610/Donna%20Fletcher%20Crow%20Author.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="610" data-original-width="408" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX2bBeey52tVPB_7_qdpXWkXjW-mImf_cLPxAXly2rFzQ9N4vbxN9q8OGKpaXUUnk_8w6v82gHMY0ssCNdeN4jI5n9actEjUPvP1KF1eyl9jpQSWsy2s9FGP-zs-BwqO2Nf1YvEfaENesE4ofd_dB9fEmGQC52Czq3yN4SOg7oCTC9cCg87vAEZt85gn4/s320/Donna%20Fletcher%20Crow%20Author.jpg" width="214" /></a></div>Donna
Fletcher Crow, Novelist of British History, is an award-winning author
who has published some 50 books in a career spanning more than 40 years.
Her best-known work is <em>Glastonbury,</em> The Novel of Christian
England, a grail search epic depicting 1500 years of British history.
The Celtic Cross is a 10-book series covering the history of Scotland
and England from the 6th to the 20th century. </span></span>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Crow
writes 3 mystery series: The Monastery Murders, contemporary clerical
mysteries with clues hidden deep in the past; Lord Danvers Investigates,
Victorian true-crime stories within a fictional setting; and The
Elizabeth and Richard literary suspense series, featuring various
literary figures. Where There is Love is a 6-book biographical novel
series of leaders of the early Evangelical Anglican movement. The
Daughters of Courage is a semi-autobiographical trilogy family saga of
Idaho pioneers.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Reviewers
routinely praise the quality of her writing and the depth of her
research. Crow says she tries never to write about a place she hasn’t
visited and one of her goals in writing is to give her readers a
you-are-there experience.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Donna and her husband of 60 years live in Boise, Idaho. They have 4 children and 15 grandchildren, and she is an avid gardener.</span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><a href="https://www.donnafletchercrow.com/">Website</a> | <a href="https://twitter.com/DonnaFletcherCr">Twitter</a> |<a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100063745772509"> Facebook</a> | <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/56147.Donna_Fletcher_Crow">Goodreads</a></span></span></p></div></div></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s1600/books4.png" style="color: #3778cd; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="433" height="147" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s320/books4.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="320" /></a></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><h2 style="background-color: white; border-bottom: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); color: #444444; font-family: Crushed; font-size: 20px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px -15px; padding: 0.6em 15px 0.5em; position: relative; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;">About Going There: Tales from the Riviera and Beyond<br /></span></h2><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK-Nk3JggVVyo27W03-SokqD6itwHfQLyHL_0lMjHOsjo3TbWbkDKAN0GkSq321xvh-sEcTJTfsIV3Xq_yR9Lcbcyrzo-QP7fwKum2eMcjY0JVwE0QmY1HpwET3KUZbqKtR1wnOYC5QFuIXbLBUWqY9M30JYRsMPhHkZ9CrZ1TxIm9jL8vv38m80s1Lyk/s595/Going%20There%20cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="595" data-original-width="388" height="584" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK-Nk3JggVVyo27W03-SokqD6itwHfQLyHL_0lMjHOsjo3TbWbkDKAN0GkSq321xvh-sEcTJTfsIV3Xq_yR9Lcbcyrzo-QP7fwKum2eMcjY0JVwE0QmY1HpwET3KUZbqKtR1wnOYC5QFuIXbLBUWqY9M30JYRsMPhHkZ9CrZ1TxIm9jL8vv38m80s1Lyk/w381-h584/Going%20There%20cover.jpg" width="381" /></a></div><p><span style="font-size: 20px;"><span style="font-size: 18px;">In the
summer of 2021 my daughter-in-law and I slipped through a brief window
of sanity in a world driven mad by the Covid pandemic. Our purpose was
to see my granddaughter Jane to a summer program in Monaco, then back to
her ballet school in Switzerland. In spite of restrictions, protests,
and nail-biting worries, the result was a marvelous experience. I
invited characters from my mystery series to join me in my imagination
and have their own adventures in each setting. Their encounters are:
Nice: “The Crime of Passion”; St Tropez: “The Mother Decrees”;
Villefrance-sur-de-mer: “The Ghost Boy”; Monaco: “Fracas in Monaco”; The
Loire Valley: “The Old Winemaker”; Saint Gallen: “Whispers of Legend”.
The final coda is “Home Another Way” As 2 years later I return from
quite a different trip aboard the Queen Mary 2 and my characters join in
the celebrations as worlds coincide. More information on the book GOING
THERE: TALES FROM THE RIVIERA AND BEYOND can be found at <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Going-There-Tales-Riviera-Beyond-ebook/dp/B0CPHBRVJH?ref_=ast_author_mpb">https://www.amazon.com/Going-There-Tales-Riviera-Beyond-ebook/dp/B0CPHBRVJH?ref_=ast_author_mpb</a>. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 20px;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg86LYnNteEh7S4Zm-uBO0rE63FlP6wHsRcYWZoyAA1cfIkbb27JEqEpuQc5Jfz0eugap-YizJDJRcLAqDB8S7IKXZtUjGCbiHLlD1_kruL30ydNgW_9-gazBbJ9wdj9ujUzUZ9tmVO1AxzIRPYGOuoUy6RxetbJsgrkUdOTO_JvCDA_0IfuPiS60K3E2U/s699/Going%20There%20banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="255" data-original-width="699" height="188" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg86LYnNteEh7S4Zm-uBO0rE63FlP6wHsRcYWZoyAA1cfIkbb27JEqEpuQc5Jfz0eugap-YizJDJRcLAqDB8S7IKXZtUjGCbiHLlD1_kruL30ydNgW_9-gazBbJ9wdj9ujUzUZ9tmVO1AxzIRPYGOuoUy6RxetbJsgrkUdOTO_JvCDA_0IfuPiS60K3E2U/w515-h188/Going%20There%20banner.jpg" width="515" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: 18px;"><br /></span><p></p><br /> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380473188666774789.post-16352092559406952282024-01-17T00:00:00.001-05:002024-01-17T00:00:00.237-05:00New Release: Echoes of a Voice for Justice: The Story of Barry A. Murray by Anita Hackley Lambert #newrelease #historicalbiography @anitalambe49625<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiauYu8kQhAhTUFfW1QV4T_aFXaU3563Nsd1OIFaaE1xeAnbQDP_5IB_yXZPDPW4wt_e_FfxyAH8bu_HZUjp3fa89bo2n3aedhiSkHXRHD_T8hW_bItGuSvrRPycricLoPZBzy0H8hfQW03lK46TgR8bZx6igCvHGpp4ctuRpQV29QZ6GUhR-pZHnD89g/s699/Echoes%20of%20a%20Voice%20for%20Justice%20banner.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="257" data-original-width="699" height="204" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiauYu8kQhAhTUFfW1QV4T_aFXaU3563Nsd1OIFaaE1xeAnbQDP_5IB_yXZPDPW4wt_e_FfxyAH8bu_HZUjp3fa89bo2n3aedhiSkHXRHD_T8hW_bItGuSvrRPycricLoPZBzy0H8hfQW03lK46TgR8bZx6igCvHGpp4ctuRpQV29QZ6GUhR-pZHnD89g/w554-h204/Echoes%20of%20a%20Voice%20for%20Justice%20banner.jpg" width="554" /></a></div><br /><p></p><h3 class="post-title entry-title" itemprop="name"><a href="https://puybvirtualbookclub2.blogspot.com/2023/10/pump-up-your-book-virtual-book-tour_01762297876.html"></a>
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Murray," where Ms. Lambert artfully unveils the extraordinary life of a visionary entrepreneur and radical advocate for civil rights--weaving a narrative that resounds with the timeless pursuit of justice and leaves an indelible mark on American history and on the heart of reader.</span></span></p><p style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span id="docs-internal-guid-ec8ff04b-7fff-78a9-1586-0c468c1867da" style="background-color: transparent; color: #0f1111; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDYQ97aRiMo-1AsOfnSIidgmT7lNvWgXRTFntbfuPOTDJTlfH8hnGHFN7s9Axzqz06AZendOmXBkdh_eoYHfXMD7VIuO-ffUltvFD3oLC1sACUs5X2EzWAsbZJhyphenhyphenwDbUvssmuHM4qXCK-gwDE6p5x0bRosqAJ50cuFLzQzPmgCQa2n2nUqw_PvvxDqvQ/s732/Echoes%20of%20a%20Voice%20for%20Justice.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="732" data-original-width="551" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDYQ97aRiMo-1AsOfnSIidgmT7lNvWgXRTFntbfuPOTDJTlfH8hnGHFN7s9Axzqz06AZendOmXBkdh_eoYHfXMD7VIuO-ffUltvFD3oLC1sACUs5X2EzWAsbZJhyphenhyphenwDbUvssmuHM4qXCK-gwDE6p5x0bRosqAJ50cuFLzQzPmgCQa2n2nUqw_PvvxDqvQ/w482-h640/Echoes%20of%20a%20Voice%20for%20Justice.png" width="482" /></a></span></div><p></p><p style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></span></p><p style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><i><span id="docs-internal-guid-eb81b19d-7fff-6c60-4942-8a06c392af73" style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></span></i></p><p id="docs-internal-guid-163e1e2f-7fff-e74d-c102-93300b4c5efb" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;"></span></span></p><p id="docs-internal-guid-163e1e2f-7fff-e74d-c102-93300b4c5efb" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span id="docs-internal-guid-4228c015-7fff-45a9-8d05-3a252dc97f26" style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.5pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><p id="docs-internal-guid-163e1e2f-7fff-e74d-c102-93300b4c5efb" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;"><span id="docs-internal-guid-73aceb05-7fff-a7b8-7299-7b7e161268cb" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></span></span></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arvo; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span style="font-family: Oswald;"><span></span></span></b></span></p></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span style="font-family: Oswald;"><span></span></span></b></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span style="font-family: Oswald;"><span><span></span></span></span></b></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span style="font-family: Oswald;"><span><span></span></span></span></b></span><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div style="text-align: left;">
<h2 dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-580d7d28-7fff-0026-bbb9-38580b77c0d5" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Title: Echoes of a Voice for Justice: The Story of Barry A. Murray</span></span></span></h2><h2 dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Author: Anita Hackley Lambert</span></span></span></h2><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Publication Date: </span></span><span id="docs-internal-guid-18d95861-7fff-dbdf-2ef4-6576e0dda483" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">December 18, 2023</span></span></p><h2 dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Pages: 296</span></span></span></h2><h2 dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Genre: Historical Biography</span></span></span></h2>
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</p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Experience
the extraordinary life of Barry Antonio Murray, an unwavering champion
for the progressive Black movement of the post-Reconstruction era. Ms.
Lambert masterfully tells the riveting tale of this unsung civil rights
activist, influential publisher, and uncompromising editor in this
historic biography. Uncovering a 50-year-old family secret, Ms.
Lambert’s captivating narrative begins at her book's debut, where chance
encounters forever altered her life. Delve into Barry Murray’s legacy,
his ties to F.H.M. Murray, a civil rights trailblazer and the
great-grandfather he never knew—yet, walked in his shoes. Readers gain
insights into the nation’s racial divide and witness the heart-wrenching
conclusion and his questionable sudden death. This captivating
biography sheds light on Barry’s remarkable journey, celebrating his
unwavering activism, pursuit of justice, and empowerment of the
community. This saga intertwines history, personal struggles, and family
secrets, leaving an indelible mark on readers, showcasing the
indomitable spirit of one man’s triumphs and divine destiny.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><em>“Barry
was one of those Black people who was loyal to his belief in the need
to sacrifice for full Black freedom. People like him often make great
sacrifices but do not benefit from their sacrifices. He never got
rewarded by the community for his service to the community – most never
do. If we all lived as Barry did we would be free.” -- </em><strong><em>Wayne Young, Editor of Port of Harlem Magazine</em></strong></span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://amzn.to/3T8UDka" style="font-family: Gabriela;"><strong>Amazon</strong></a></span></p>
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<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><em>Prologue</em></h2>
<h1 class="wp-block-heading"><strong>Echoes of a Divine Encounter</strong></h1>
<p>God blessed me, then set me up to bless me again. </p>
<p>Call it an omen if you like. I know better. It was a clear
demonstration of God's favor in my life, as He has always been present.
In His infinite wisdom, the Holy Spirit sent a message to my spirit,
assuring me that great things would transpire once my book, <em>F.H.M. Murray: First Biography of a Forgotten Pioneer for Civil Justice</em> was released. Little did I know how astonishingly accurate that message would prove to be. </p>
<p>As a first-time author entering the arena of Pulitzer Prize-winning
authors, the journey behind the creation of this book is remarkable in
itself. Allow me to indulge in a few eventful affirmations leading to
this book.</p>
<p>Revelation At Harpers Ferry</p>
<p><strong>DAY 1</strong>. Over three remarkable days, I experienced an
extraordinary blessing. The journey began with a captivating audience of
history enthusiasts eagerly awaiting the scholarly presentation of my
book. Hosting the event was none other than the talented actor and
orator, Fred Morsel, adding an extra layer of prestige to the occasion.</p>
<p><strong>DAY 2</strong>. The second day brought an unforgettable
collaboration as I joined forces with the esteemed Dr. Henry Lewis
Gates. Together, he and our volunteer group embarked on a historical
reenactment that transported us back in time, allowing us to breathe
life into the past. The experience was nothing short of awe-inspiring.</p>
<p><strong>DAY 3</strong>. As the event's third and final day unfolded,
it delivered an exceptional finale that surpassed all expectations.
Amidst a captivating photo shoot, I had the incredible honor of meeting
the Pulitzer Prize-winning author and esteemed historian, David Levering
Lewis. His approval of my book was a momentous validation, solidifying
its significance in the literary world. Furthermore, I had the pleasure
of engaging with readers and selling and signing copies of my book--an
experience that felt like a dream come true for a first-time author.</p>
<p>But the wonders did not end there. On this very same day, I had the
privilege of capturing memories alongside the illustrious Dr. DuBois
Irving, the great-granddaughter of the legendary W.E.B. DuBois, as well
as Reverend Walter Fauntroy. It was a surreal convergence of influential
figures embodying the legacy and impact of the subject I had delved
into within my book.</p>
<p>In retrospect, I realized how mistaken I was to believe that the day
couldn't get any better. This trifecta of days had become the pinnacle
of a first-time author's aspirations, a once-in-a-lifetime culmination
of success, connections, and reflective experiences. It was an
unforgettable chapter in my life, ever etched in my memory.</p>
<p>The true purpose behind our fateful meeting that day in Harpers
Ferry, West Virginia became crystal clear, and its significance can
never be underestimated. It felt as if the forces of destiny were at
work, orchestrating every detail. Joan Anderson and her daughter Kelly
had embarked on a journey with a singular objective in mind: to find me
and engage in a discussion. Their presence was no mere coincidence; they
sought me out with a determination reminiscent of an eagle's relentless
pursuit of its prey.</p>
<p>As they made their way across the paved courtyard towards me, I
immediately sensed an air of urgency and purpose. Joan, with a
noticeable limp and relying on a cane for support, locked eyes with me.
The tremor in her voice betrayed her emotional state as she began to
speak. What she revealed next left me utterly stunned. "My son, Barry,
has been a closely guarded family secret for half a century," she
confessed. Her words hung heavy in the air. "He is none other than
F.H.M. Murray's great-grandson. He shares a bloodline with you."</p>
<p>Sensing the watchful eyes of curious onlookers, Joan guided me away
from the crowd, creating a cocoon of privacy amidst the bustling
celebration. She revealed that other family members were in attendance,
yet she chose to trust me, a stranger, with her most painful secret. As
she spoke, her words carried a weight of sincere love and immeasurable
loss. It was palpable how deeply she cherished her son and the
devastation she felt in his absence. </p>
<p>The burden she had carried for so long was finally lifted, and she entrusted it to me, a confidant she had only just met.</p>
<p>In that moment, the weight of generations converged, extraordinarily
intertwining our lives. The revelation brought forth a deep sense of
connection as if a hidden mystery of familial ties had been unveiled.
Our encounter was far more than a chance meeting—it was a cosmic
convergence guided by an unseen hand. It was as if the universe itself
conspired to bring us together, weaving together our shared heritage and
the legacy of our ancestors.</p>
<p>I sat in awe as Joan continued to unveil the depths of her long-held
secret, her words flowing uninterrupted. It was as if she bore the
weight of this revelation for years, and now she was resolute in her
purpose. There was a certainty in her voice, an insightful understanding
of the task before her. With a firm determination, she looked directly
into my eyes as if she could anticipate my very thoughts.</p>
<p>You have been chosen," she declared, her gaze piercing into the depths of my soul, "to write Barry's story."</p>
<p>At that moment, the weight of responsibility and privilege
intertwined. For over fifty years, the truth about Freeman Murray's
audacious fight for African-Americans had remained buried, neglected by
historians and authors who failed to uncover his significant
contributions. Yet, she believed that I, and only I, possessed the
ability to breathe life into Barry's legacy, to connect him to his
Murray lineage, and to share his untold journey with the world. Joan was
adamant, unyielding in her conviction that it was my divine purpose to
write Barry's biography.</p>
<p>An inexplicable connection enveloped us instantaneously as if the
threads of fate had bound our lives together across the ages. It felt as
though I had stumbled upon the long-lost sister I had conjured in my
childhood fantasies. Joan articulated that our bond symbolized her
"freedom," a newfound purpose that propelled her forward. As I grappled
with the weight of this extraordinary opportunity, I contemplated
whether I dared embrace an encounter that would bind me by an
unbreakable oath while simultaneously liberating her.</p>
<p>Though cognizant of the commitment that awaited me, I recognized it
as a remarkable honor to undertake. The magnitude of this chance was too
extraordinary to overlook. It held the promise of a cherished
friendship, a sisterhood forged in the depths of shared secrets, a bond
of cousinhood, and the revelation of a hidden familial legacy. Moreover,
it presented an unparalleled opportunity to craft yet another
captivating book, exceeding my wildest aspirations. The first book had
merely set the stage, but this authorized biography, bestowed upon me
like precious rubies, was a treasure of immeasurable worth. It came
accompanied by invaluable documentation, slashing through the dense
thicket of research and providing a shortcut to truth.</p>
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</p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Ms.
Lambert, a distinguished genealogist, historian, and biographer,
achieved historical acclaim with her inaugural book, praised by
luminaries such as Pulitzer Prize-winner David Levering Lewis and
historian Charles Patterson. As an unrivaled familial authority, she
penned insightful biographies of visionary businessmen and civil rights
champions F.H.M. Murray and Barry A. Murray. Nestled in the Appalachian
Mountains of West Virginia with her husband, Ms. Lambert continues her
literary journey, poised to add two more captivating biographies and
contribute to a quartet of nonfiction gems, that showcases her
unwavering commitment to illuminating the human experience.</span></span></p>
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the death of her mother, Rynna Dalton comes to live with her imperious
great-grandmother and her bookish, disabled cousin Ted at Stonebridge
Manor. Almost immediately she is aware of a mysterious presence, which
she believes is the spirit of her mother’s murdered cousin, Rosalind.
Rynna is charmed by Rosalind’s lawyer son Jason Wyatt, who courts her,
and she agrees to marry him. Meanwhile Ted and Rynna become good
friends. But Stonebridge holds secrets that will profoundly affect her
future. Why is Ted so opposed to the match? Why does Rosalind seem to
warn Rynna against it? And how far will Jason go to possess
Stonebridge—and the woman he professes to love?<p></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Stonebridge-Linda-Griffin-ebook/dp/B0CGG1TN31"><b>Amazon</b></a><b> | </b><a href="https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1000585740"><b>Barnes & Noble</b></a><b> | </b><a href="https://books.apple.com/us/book/stonebridge/id6463164419"><b>iBooks</b></a></span></span></p></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-3532933042614964669" itemprop="description articleBody"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">About the Author</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><b style="box-sizing: border-box;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p></p>
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Griffin knew she wanted to be a “book maker” as soon as she learned to
read and wrote her first story, “Judy and the Fairies,” at the age of
six. She retired as fiction librarian for the San Diego Public Library
to spend more time on her writing. She has had stories of every length
from short shorts to novellas published in numerous literary journals,
and <i>Stonebridge</i> is her eighth book from the Wild Rose Press. She
enjoys the three R’s — reading, writing, and research–as well as
Scrabble, movies, and travel. <p></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
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</span><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><a href="https://www.lindagriffinauthor.com/">Website</a> | <a href="https://twitter.com/LindaGriffinA">Twitter</a> | <a href="https://www.facebook.com/lindagriffin.author/">Facebook</a> | <a href="https://www.instagram.com/lindagriffinauthor/">Instagram</a></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p></div></b></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380473188666774789.post-74514522801302466802024-01-11T00:00:00.001-05:002024-01-11T00:00:00.130-05:00Playing Book Trivia with D.W. Brooks, Author of the Romantic Suspense HOMECOMING CHAOS<p> </p><div style="text-align: center;">
<span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">It’s time to play Book Trivia! </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Periodically,
we scour the Internet for interesting authors who would like to play Book
Trivia with us. By answering our book trivia questions, we get to learn
things about the author no one else knows! So, let’s get ready…let’s
play…<b>Book Trivia</b>!</span></span></div>
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</span><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Today our guest author is D.W. Brooks, author of
the romantic suspense, <i><b>Homecoming Chaos.</b></i></span></span><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span>
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</b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><span style="color: black;">In the movie <i>Castaway</i>,
if Tom Hanks unearthed a copy of </span><i><span style="color: black;">Homecoming Chaos,</span></i><span style="color: black;">
how would that help Tom find a way off the island?</span></b><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">This is a little embarrassing. I haven’t actually seen <em>Cast Away</em> (it’s a long story!), but just from what I have gathered from the synopsis of the film, <em>Homecoming Chaos</em>
would offer Tom Hanks nothing that could help him escape the island!
However, it is a great read, so it could give him something to do during
his downtime. He could root for the romantic pairing and try to solve
the murder mystery!</span></b></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"> </span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b>
</b><b><span style="color: black;">Everyone knows Miley
Cyrus is the wild child in the music business.<span>
</span>But she read your book and wants to let you know that it changed her
life for the better.<span> </span>Why did your book give
Miley a new lease on life?</span></b><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Miley read <em>Homecoming Chaos</em>
and decided to change her behaviors from when she was a child. What she
read can help her be more selective in relationships and to try to have
better relationships with the members of her family. Miley may also try
to keep her personal business more private, even as a famous person.</span></b></p><p>
</p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b></b></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh2dUk2B6K_wlWpIRibTH2vfUWl4ZUm36z5O3ykhs3EwEeovElAOuFBf5rj_Osll99bydwT_ST5xbCEgoU70sq4OtJ42PUMpGzzpp38UugroYFwxobkRgr7p6SCOppP01WAwzjKEacyPCeQJ5vxa8Sid4hqMMZA9Zifrsk4Yb4ks1f7lsq3XHRuz91X9c/s563/877.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="563" data-original-width="490" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh2dUk2B6K_wlWpIRibTH2vfUWl4ZUm36z5O3ykhs3EwEeovElAOuFBf5rj_Osll99bydwT_ST5xbCEgoU70sq4OtJ42PUMpGzzpp38UugroYFwxobkRgr7p6SCOppP01WAwzjKEacyPCeQJ5vxa8Sid4hqMMZA9Zifrsk4Yb4ks1f7lsq3XHRuz91X9c/s320/877.gif" width="279" /></a></b></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b><b>You
are being pulled over for speeding. When the officer asks you for your
license and you discover you left it at home, you decide to pull out
your book instead. What do you tell the officer?</b></span><p></p>
<p><b></b></p><p><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">My name is D. W. Brooks, author of the world-famous book <em>Homecoming Chaos</em>.
I have a book signing and talk scheduled in five minutes, which is why I
am speeding. I would hate to disappoint my fans—one of which is the
Mayor and her husband (wink, wink!). This book signing might also get me
to Best Seller Status. Please give me a warning so I can avoid
upsetting anyone!</span></b></p><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p><span style="font-weight: normal;">Honestly, I would probably get better traction in this situation if I told the police officer I was a physician—which I am!</span></p></b><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><b><b><span style="color: black;">You have a chance to
appear on the hit talent show for authors, American Book Idol, and the mighty
judges will determine whether your book will make it to </span></b><span style="color: black;">Hollywood</span></b><span style="color: black;"> and become a big screenplay. What
would impress them more – your book cover, an excerpt or your best review – and
why?</span></b><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span></p><p><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">I love my cover, to be honest. But
there are many really pretty covers on all the nominated novels.
However, my best review would be the most impressive. My editorial
review from the highly respected Midwest Book Review was glowing and dug
into the underlying themes and the motivations of my characters in my
book. It also emphasized several elements that would make my book an
excellent candidate for a movie adaptation. <br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i style="font-family: Gabriela;"></i></span>
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homeless man was caught stealing your book out of a bookstore. When
asked why he did it, he opened the book and pointed a passage out. What
was that passage?</span></b></span><p></p>
<p><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Page 354, which has a passage that
might mean something to him. On this page, the character mentioned had
faced similar challenges. Because of no fault of his own, the character
lost everything. This homeless man also had a difficult life. He, too,
had been a high school football star and earned a college football
scholarship. Then, he was caught up in a scandal while in college and
was kicked out of school. The homeless man related to this character’s
similar difficult situation and wanted to see the resolution.</span></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><b><b><span style="color: black;">Finally, you just got
word that your book has received the 2023 NY Times Bestselling Book Award and
you have to attend the ceremony at the Four Seasons Hotel in </span></b><span style="color: black;">Manhattan</span></b><span style="color: black;">. Anyone who’s anyone will be
there and it’s your shot for stardom. On stage, you must give an
acceptance speech. What would you say and who would you thank?</span></b><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span><b></b></p><p><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Hello to the <em>New York Times</em>
Bestselling Book Judges for this award. I would like to thank my
husband, children, and my parents for their unending support in the
journey to create this book. I would like to thank my readers and fans
for their enthusiasm and support for my book and for me in this quest. I
would like to thank the writers who came before me and helped pave the
way for this book to break through in the book landscape.</span></b></p><b><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p><span style="font-weight: normal;">I would also extoll the
availability of self-publishing and how this has provided so many
opportunities to many writers who may not have had the opportunity to
publish their creations before. I would remind everyone that <em>Homecoming Chaos</em> is just the first book of the Model MD Series, and that I plan to release one book each year for the next 10 years.</span></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p><span style="font-weight: normal;">Thank you again for your support!</span></p></b><p></p><p><br />
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author lives in Texas with her husband and children. She enjoys trying
to stay in shape, sporadically cooking, reading (still), writing, and
working on her blog. She is eternally grateful to the woman who donated a
kidney to her over 5 years ago and continues to advocate for organ
donation as much as she can.<p></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><strong>Author Links </strong> </span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><a href="https://authordwbrooks.com">Website</a> | <a href="http://www.twitter.com/lifethereboot">Twitter</a> | <a href="http://www.facebook.com/authordwbrooks">Facebook</a> | <a href="https://instagram.com/authordwbrooks">Instagram</a></span></span></p></div></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"> </div><b><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
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Scott’s life fell apart four years ago when she broke off her
engagement, turned down a dream job, and went overseas to run away from
her life. Now she’s back, but the reunion is not without problems. She
arrives home just in time to attend the soiree her mother planned, but
she’s not prepared for what she finds—a dead employee in the parking
lot.</span><p></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Detective
Nick Marshall is assigned to the murder case at the forensics lab owned
by Jamie’s family. He meets the headstrong Jamie, but he has a job to
do. And his attraction to her… well, he’s a professional.</span></span></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Jamie
knows the stakes are high. She has to face the past and save her
parents’ business while dealing with her family drama and an uncertain
future. She also has to deal with Nick, who wants her out of the way of
his investigation. But fate keeps throwing them in one another’s paths…
and into chaos that they both want to avoid, but neither can seem to
escape.</span></span></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Buy Links:</span></span></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Homecoming-Chaos-D-W-Brooks-ebook/dp/B0CKS9P7PF">Amazon</a> | <a href="https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/book/1144277742">B&N</a> | <a href="https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/homecoming-chaos">Kobo</a> | <a href="https://books.apple.com/us/book/homecoming-chaos/id6469733473">iBooks</a></span></span></p><p style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: medium;"> <br /></span></p><p style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="color: #222222; text-align: center;">
</p></div></b>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380473188666774789.post-23597447321353407172023-11-21T00:00:00.002-05:002024-01-06T12:13:51.900-05:00Playing Book Trivia with Michael Dow, Author of the Children's Book NURSE FLORENCE, WHAT ARE EMOTIONS?<p> </p><div style="text-align: center;">
<span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">It’s time to play Book Trivia! </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Periodically,
we scour the Internet for interesting authors who would like to play Book
Trivia with us. By answering our book trivia questions, we get to learn
things about the author no one else knows! So, let’s get ready…let’s
play…<b>Book Trivia</b>!</span></span></div>
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</span><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Today our guest author is Michael Dow, author of
the children's book, <i><b>Nurse Florence, What Are Emotions?.</b></i></span></span><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span>
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</span><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Thank you for playing Book Trivia with us! </span></span><br />
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</b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><span style="color: black;">In the movie <i>Castaway</i>,
if Tom Hanks unearthed a copy of </span><i><span style="color: black;">Nurse Florence, What Are Emotions?,</span></i><span style="color: black;">
how would that help Tom find a way off the island?</span></b><br /></span></span>
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There is a page where Nurse Florence discusses that thinking about happy
memories when you feel down can improve your mood. The Castaway
character kind of did this by looking at his girlfriend’s picture at
night many times. Maybe using mindfulness and maintaining a positive
mood would have helped him come up with the idea to create a make-shift
raft sooner to escape the island and return to his girlfriend before she
married (thinking he was dead).</p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"> </span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b>
</b><b><span style="color: black;">Everyone knows Miley
Cyrus is the wild child in the music business.<span>
</span>But she read your book and wants to let you know that it changed her
life for the better.<span> </span>Why did your book give
Miley a new lease on life?</span></b><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span>The book teaches a person’s brain is responsible for creating their
emotional experience. Miley would learn that they are responsible for
how they react and feel, not others. Learning this can empower someone
be their best self and realize their potential.</p><p>
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are being pulled over for speeding. When the officer asks you for your
license and you discover you left it at home, you decide to pull out
your book instead. What do you tell the officer?</b></span><p></p>
<p>“Sir, I wrote this book and I’d like to give it to you for your children
to read. The book teaches how are brain creates emotions which your
children will love. If you give me the ticket, then it will be a great
enough input to my brain to make me feel sad. Could you please give me a
warning so I can go home happy to my family?”</p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><b><b><span style="color: black;">You have a chance to
appear on the hit talent show for authors, American Book Idol, and the mighty
judges will determine whether your book will make it to </span></b><span style="color: black;">Hollywood</span></b><span style="color: black;"> and become a big screenplay. What
would impress them more – your book cover, an excerpt or your best review – and
why?</span></b><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span></p><p>The book covers for all the books are standardized and I acknowledge are
not absolutely amazing. I like standardization which I learned in the
US Air Force, so I chose to create the series like that. An excerpt
from the book may cause a feeling of “That’s interesting”, but probably
not be an effective pitch. I would instead give them a Booklife review
that we have received on some of the books that are outstanding with
great grades at the bottom. I would need to tell them that about how
important it is to get a good Booklife review for a small publisher and
hope that hooks them. I would also like to tell them that I have basic
plans in my mind for Marvel-style Nurse Florence universe live action
series that could help our society evolve to the next level.</p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i style="font-family: Gabriela;"></i></span>
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homeless man was caught stealing your book out of a bookstore. When
asked why he did it, he opened the book and pointed a passage out. What
was that passage?</span></b></span><p></p>
<p>The Dedication Page. He might say, “I was impressed that the series is
dedicated to the great Florence Nightingale and anything in her honor is
worth reading.”</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><b><b><span style="color: black;">Finally, you just got
word that your book has received the 2013 NY Times Bestselling Book Award and
you have to attend the ceremony at the Four Seasons Hotel in </span></b><span style="color: black;">Manhattan</span></b><span style="color: black;">. Anyone who’s anyone will be
there and it’s your shot for stardom. On stage, you must give an
acceptance speech. What would you say and who would you thank?</span></b><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span>I would like to thank the Wonderful Creator for giving me the gift of
writing. I would like to thank my wife for her continued and
overwhelming support to create the series. I would like to thank my
parents for instilling a strong work ethic which helped produce the
passion for the project. I would like to thank the US Air Force for
leadership and teamwork training. I would like to thank the University
of Arizona for its outstanding education and training to be a good
nurse. I would like to thank my kids for reading every book and giving
constructive feedback to make them better.</p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span><br />
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Stephen Dow is married to Perla in Arizona and has 3 kids. Michael was
on a path to attend medical school and then the events of September 11,
2001 occurred. Michael became angry at the terrorists and decided to
join the US Air Force. He went through Officer Training School and then
graduated specialized Navigator training to become an Electronic
Warfare Officer. Michael deployed 6 times for the Global War on Terror
between 2005 and 2009 with the EC-130H Compass Call mission. Michael
medically retired in 2010 and then became an US Army contractor serving
Wounded Warriors and ensuring they received all of their entitled
benefits for 8 years. Michael always had a love for science and the
human body so he then used his GI bill to go through nursing school and
graduated in August 2020. Michael now works as a Registered Nurse at an
inpatient psychiatric hospital. Michael’s education is as follows:
B.A. in Psychology from Auburn University in 1999, B.S. in Biology from
the University of Alabama at Birmingham in 2001, M.S. in Management from
Troy University in 2010, Masters in Health Administration from the
University of Phoenix in 2017, and M.S. from the University of Arizona
in 2020 through its 15 month accelerated Masters Entry to the Profession
of Nursing program. Michael is the Founder and Manager of Dow Creative
Enterprises, LLC. His books have garnered the Silver Nautilus Book
award in 2020 (Nurse Florence, Help I’m Bleeding) and an Award-Winning
Finalist in the Religion category for the 2021 International Book Awards
(A Prayer to Our Father in the Heavens: Possibly the Greatest Jewish
Prayer of All Time). Michael believes we will need the best of science
and religion to successfully navigate ourselves, our civilization,
through the future obstacles we will face. More information can be
found at <a href="http://www.dowcreativeenterprises.com">www.DowCreativeEnterprises.com</a> and <a href="http://www.nurseflorence.org">www.NurseFlorence.org</a>.
Nurse Florence® is a federally registered trademark by Dow Creative
Enterprises. The Nurse Florence® series seeks to promote science and
health among children and to help increase the health literacy levels of
our society. With teamwork, inclusion, faith and perseverance, we can
bravely face our problems and help each other reach our better selves as
well as our best collective good.<p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><b>Author Links </b> </span></p><p>
</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.nurseflorence.org">Website</a> | <a href="https://www.facebook.com/NurseFlorenceFacebook/">Facebook</a> <br /></span></p>
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it seems only a nurse can bring technical information down to an
understanding that an ordinary person can grasp. The Nurse Florence®
book series provides high quality medical information that even a child
can grasp. By introducing young kids to correct terminology and science
concepts at an early age, we can help increase our children’s health
literacy level as well as help to prepare them for courses and jobs in
Science, Technology, Engineering, and Math. We need more scientists so I
hope that many children will enjoy this book series and consider a job
involving science.<p></p><p style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;">Buy Link:</span></p><p style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
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<h2 dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-580d7d28-7fff-0026-bbb9-38580b77c0d5" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Title: Her Dying Kiss</span></span></h2><h2 dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Author: Jennifer Chase</span></span></h2><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Publication Date: July 17, 2023</span></span></p><h2 dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Pages: 370</span></span></h2><h2 dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Gabriela; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Genre: Crime Thriller</span></span></h2>
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<p><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 18px;">She
wakes to the dawn light streaming through the window and rolls over to
whisper good morning to her fiancé. But panic floods her veins. His side
of the bed is empty and cold. Blood trails towards the open door. All
trace of him is gone…</span></p><p><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 18px;">It’s
been one month since Detective Katie Scott’s fiancé, Chad, went missing
without a trace. Devastated Katie is still working tirelessly day and
night to track down the love of her life, barely sleeping and chasing
every new lead. But now the case has gone cold.</span></p><p><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 18px;">When
the body of beautiful Gina Hartfield is discovered among the pine
needles in a clearing on Lookout Ridge, Katie swallows her own pain and
knows she must focus on finding Gina’s killer. The young woman was found
with a pink velvet blindfold shading the hollows where her eyes had
been removed. Katie is certain she is chasing a sadistic individual who
will soon take another life…</span></p><p><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 18px;">But
the autopsy reveals Gina’s body was washed before being abandoned,
leaving no trace of evidence behind. And with no witnesses to Gina’s
disappearance, the women of Pine Valley are terrified to go out alone.</span></p><p><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 18px;">Desperately
combing the crime scene, when Katie sees a newspaper article about her
previous cases pinned to a nearby tree, she is certain Gina’s murder is
personal. Then tire tracks found in the forest are matched to a truck
seen following Chad in the days leading up to his disappearance. Katie’s
blood runs cold.</span></p><p><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 18px;">Is
there a link between Chad’s disappearance and Gina’s brutal murder, or
is the killer playing a twisted game with Katie? Can she find out the
truth before they take another life?</span></p><p><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 18px;">Here’s what critics are saying about <b><i>Her Dying Kiss</i></b>!</span></p><p><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 18px;"><i>“I
couldn’t put it down… action-packed with excellent plot twists… I had
no idea what was coming next… so gripped with many twists and turns.”</i> <b>Goodreads reviewe</b>r</span></p><p><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 18px;"><i>“Excellent,
nail-biting thriller with a plot that’s had me enthralled from page
one… I’ve been gripped through each twist and turn… jaw-dropping and
totally unexpected… brilliant.”</i> <b>NetGalley reviewer</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 20px;"><b>Buy Links:</b></span></p><p>
</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 18px;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Her-Dying-Kiss-addictive-Detective-ebook/dp/B0C43HX694/ref=sr_1_3?keywords=Jennifer+Chase&qid=1694716344&sr=8-3"><b>Amazon</b></a><b> | </b><a href="https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/her-dying-kiss-jennifer-chase/1143739504"><b>Barnes & Noble</b></a><b> | </b><a href="https://bookouture.com/books/3074/"><b>Bookouture</b></a></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHLbTi3vDgL_HKY7y8V1uvvrjCjzOfpS7_ff_rdcVFKfNDoARNjj8FyfYhHAmVNgRWsobXyFpFr6pxuFICFCGQ4LEoXTtYpo_IJl6KrBpY6H7SYTreMkOpbMBTW3reEnhFtx8d4hidvmAe-zajhUo9QrLGbFO-bWdXgmzm4nZc6vN4ejGdFDW3haHHFg/s800/Her%20Dying%20Kiss%2021.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="798" height="578" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHLbTi3vDgL_HKY7y8V1uvvrjCjzOfpS7_ff_rdcVFKfNDoARNjj8FyfYhHAmVNgRWsobXyFpFr6pxuFICFCGQ4LEoXTtYpo_IJl6KrBpY6H7SYTreMkOpbMBTW3reEnhFtx8d4hidvmAe-zajhUo9QrLGbFO-bWdXgmzm4nZc6vN4ejGdFDW3haHHFg/w576-h578/Her%20Dying%20Kiss%2021.jpg" width="576" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-bb2c3c93-7fff-81ba-616c-dcad5ef352a7" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: -0.1pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding: 0pt 0pt 0pt 0.1pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -0.1pt;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;"><span><b>Book Excerpt</b></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;"> </span></p><h2 class="wp-block-heading">
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisMT1pv7_-plJt0apzQY-XneT43RiqWQ3azYUL3qQqenSWeaUDKhlf5PbUeMGnGcTxd47sdlslpTcbpOIMYsx-kbtoyQaTf5XjuyMBlZd7H1twSoqguEeOl4CopcAD8oYnnp4NDzTd_Isp1P1PzIHejTi7X8jtj1IztJ1nDuKaNoKCB_Pn-ZL6MyfSUQ/s1127/Her%20Dying%20Kiss%2023.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="381" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisMT1pv7_-plJt0apzQY-XneT43RiqWQ3azYUL3qQqenSWeaUDKhlf5PbUeMGnGcTxd47sdlslpTcbpOIMYsx-kbtoyQaTf5XjuyMBlZd7H1twSoqguEeOl4CopcAD8oYnnp4NDzTd_Isp1P1PzIHejTi7X8jtj1IztJ1nDuKaNoKCB_Pn-ZL6MyfSUQ/w216-h640/Her%20Dying%20Kiss%2023.gif" width="216" /></a></div><p></p><blockquote><p><span style="font-weight: normal;">Chapter One</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">One Month Later</span></p>
<p><em style="font-weight: normal;">Tuesday 1130 hours</em></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">There was a dead body, which was
the focus of the synchronized police search. A deceased woman had been
found by the utility company during their routine check and maintenance
of the meters along the roadway. The body was efficiently wrapped in a
large piece of dark brown burlap that had been rolled several times
leaving only her head exposed. If not looking closely you would
misinterpret the body dump for some type of discarded rug.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">The victim was a brunette woman
with long, perfectly combed hair with the strands resting on the burlap.
At first, it seemed she was relaxed and had merely gone to sleep when,
in fact, there were pink velvet pieces of fabric covering her eyes, as
if shading her view of something.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">John Blackburn, Pine Valley
Sheriff’s Department’s forensic supervisor, kneeled down and carefully
lifted one of the pieces of velvet, revealing the dark empty socket the
eyeball had once occupied. The eye had been cleanly detached. It gave
the body a more macabre appearance than the usual fixed eye stares of
the dead.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">John’s face was deeply sad and his
mouth was turned down as he prepared to take a few more photos to
document the scene before the medical examiner’s office took possession.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">He carefully circled the body,
taking the appropriate photographs—overall, medium range, then
close-up—before collecting any evidence he could find. The young woman
looked to be resting as the late afternoon sunshine cast down on her
face. Her complexion, pale and ashen, appeared to be scrubbed clean,
giving her a waxy doll-like exterior. There were no evident signs of
makeup, dirt or blood on her face.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">The south district area of Pine
Valley was known for several warehouses that had been empty now for more
than six months after a manufacturing company had vacated to a newer
and more modern facility in an adjacent town. The front area to the one
where the body had been found was overgrown, the weeds a few feet tall
and garbage strewn around from where it had fallen out of an overturned,
rusted-out dumpster. The dreary grey building looked more like
emergency bunkers from a long time ago than a plant that had recently
manufactured automotive parts.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">Parked along the cracked driveway
leading to the loading docks were several police cruisers, county
vehicles and the forensic van. The main area of interest was near one of
the loading bays. There were numerous cones and flags around, marking
various pieces of evidence for photography documentation. The emergency
personnel monitored the area and were conducting grid searches and
making sure that no one was in or around the area that wasn’t supposed
to be there, in addition to searching for more potential evidence.
Everyone moved with precision and unity for the common goal of
maintaining the crime scene.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">“What do you think, John?” asked
Detective McGaven. His towering height made him noticeable from a
distance. His badge and gun were attached to his belt. “Is it the same
as the other at Lookout Ridge?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">John walked up to the detective
and nodded slowly. “We won’t know for sure until the body is unrolled
and examined under controlled conditions, and I can run some tests… but,
the signature appears to be similar if not the same, with the removed
eyes.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">McGaven scratched his head, still
observing the latest victim. His thoughts returned to his partner,
Detective Katie Scott, and how he wished she were there examining the
crime scene. Her perspective, instincts, and experience over the past
year and half had been more than exemplary—her methods sometimes
bordering on unorthodox, but always getting results. He had left several
messages for her in hopes that she would open communications and
ultimately return to work. His expression was solemn. It was as if a
part of him was missing without her. He wanted to go to her house, but
respected her need for privacy at this difficult time.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">“Wish Katie was here?” said John watching the detective closely.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">McGaven looked at the forensic supervisor and nodded. “How’d you know?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">“I feel it too. It seems strange not having her here.” He gazed around the area as if he expected to see Katie appear.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">“Anything new with this scene?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">John shook his head. “Not that I can see right now. But we’ll know more soon.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">McGaven was disappointed, but knew
that John would do everything he could to find any evidence. The last
thing the detective wanted was for these homicides to go cold. He turned
away and saw Detective Hamilton speaking with the utility workers. It
wasn’t his optimum partnership, but he respected the detective and would
overlook personality differences to make it work. “Thanks, John,” he
said as he walked away, moving carefully around the area, looking for
possible entrances and exit locations of the killer.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">A young blonde woman with short
hair was bent over taking a tire impression with a type of dental stone,
waiting for it to harden. She looked up when McGaven approached. “Hi,
Detective,” she said and smiled.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">“How’s it going, Eva?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">“Good. This is my third
impression. Two were consistent to each other and this one is different
and definitely older. It’s probably not the killer’s, but John said we
needed to be thorough.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">McGaven nodded. “I agree. If this
crime scene is connected to the other one at Lookout Ridge, then we need
the evidence to tie them together.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">“Ten-four,” she said and continued her task.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">McGaven saw that Hamilton was
speaking with the officers first on the scene so he took the opportunity
to check out around the building. Everything was extremely overgrown,
looking more as though it had been abandoned for years, not months. The
weeds were extremely tall and had folded over due to their height and
weight. There was an area where pallets, recyclable materials, and
miscellaneous pieces of metal equipment had been stacked in the deserted
area.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">Still walking carefully, he was
trying not to step on something potentially hazardous or possibly
evidence-oriented. The further he walked the quieter it became—the
voices around the crime scene seemed to settle to a low hum as he
studied the back area. The sun was high and beat down on him making
perspiration trickle down his back. He kept walking, but nothing
appeared out of the ordinary. He thought about what Katie would do—he
had been with her at many crime scenes and knew she would try to get a
sense of the area, to look for places where the killer might have been.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">The back of the building looked
much like the front except more weather-beaten. The grey paint faded in
areas and the windows on the second floor were dirty with some broken
out. He observed the inconsistencies of the exterior of the building.
Even though there wasn’t any graffiti to deface the area, the elements
had caused rough and weathered places resembling an industrial mosaic
appearance.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">As he perused the area, he noticed
a trail where weeds had been trampled, not by animals, but by something
bigger. A person. Stopping in his tracks, he systematically scanned the
area. There were no other signs indicating disruption to the weeds, so
he cautiously moved forward. He spotted some paper or a piece of garbage
rolled up tightly and wedged into the crevice of an exterior vent. It
could have been easily missed or even dismissed, but something in
McGaven’s gut made him take notice. He was going to alert John and Eva
in order to have them search and document the area, but his instinct
drove him to verify the origins of the paper first after quickly taking a
photo of it with his cell phone.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">Taking two more steps to meet up
with the wall, he retrieved his gloves and slipped them on, and then
carefully touched the paper. Leaning in, McGaven noticed that it
appeared to be consistent to ordinary computer paper that had something
printed on it. It wasn’t weathered and the printing was dark and
readable. In fact, the paper appeared to be recent.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">McGaven gently unrolled the paper.
The condition and edges were as if it had been placed recently – there
were no folds or fragile areas. As he continued to unroll it, he saw it
was an article most likely printed from the internet. To his shock, the
title read: <em>Pine Valley Detectives Solve Three Murders in Coldwater Creek.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">McGaven took a step back—his
senses were now heightened as he glanced around, surmising that the
killer had placed this article for them to find.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">Why?</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">Was it the killer’s calling card? Was he taunting the police?</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">Was there another article hidden at the previous crime scene at Lookout Ridge they had missed?</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">The article concerned the last
case that he and Katie had worked in a neighboring town. All the details
flowed through his mind. It had been tough and dangerous. He carefully
replaced the paper where he had found it and hurried to alert John.</span></p></blockquote><p><span style="font-weight: normal;"></span></p>
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<p><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 18px;">Jennifer
Chase is a multi award-winning and USA Today Best Selling crime fiction
author, as well as a consulting criminologist. Jennifer holds a
bachelor degree in police forensics and a master’s degree in criminology
& criminal justice. These academic pursuits developed out of her
curiosity about the criminal mind as well as from her own experience
with a violent psychopath, providing Jennifer with deep personal
investment in every story she tells. In addition, she holds
certifications in serial crime and criminal profiling.<br />
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<span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">It’s time to play Book Trivia! </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Periodically,
we scour the Internet for interesting authors who would like to play Book
Trivia with us. By answering our book trivia questions, we get to learn
things about the author no one else knows! So, let’s get ready…let’s
play…<b>Book Trivia</b>!</span></span></div>
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</span><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Today our guest author is Patrick Kelley, author of
the nonfiction reference series, <i><b>Godzilla: The Monster Fight Record.</b></i></span></span><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span>
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</b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><span style="color: black;">In the movie <i>Castaway</i>,
if Tom Hanks unearthed a copy of </span><i><span style="color: black;">Grace And The Golden Rule,</span></i><span style="color: black;">
how would that help Tom find a way off the island?</span></b><br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: georgia,serif; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif;">It wouldn't, though my book would probably make Tom even more scared and hopeless on the island. If he read the sections about <i>Ebirah, Horror of the Deep </i>and <i>Son of Godzilla</i>, he'd probably freak out over the idea of him trapped on an island that potentially has giant monsters lurking nearby. </span></span><br />
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</b><b><span style="color: black;">Everyone knows Miley
Cyrus is the wild child in the music business.<span>
</span>But she read your book and wants to let you know that it changed her
life for the better.<span> </span>Why did your book give
Miley a new lease on life?</span></b><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span><span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I imagine she probably read about Godzilla's epic victory dance from the section on <i>Invasion of Astro-Monster </i>and
wanted to incorporate it into her routine. This led to her doing a deep
dive into the series and leading a more low key existence pursuing her
new hobby. </span><br /></span></span></p><p>
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are being pulled over for speeding. When the officer asks you for your
license and you discover you left it at home, you decide to pull out
your book instead. What do you tell the officer?</span></b></span><p></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; margin: 0in;">Officer, as part of my sobriety test, I am going to read passages from my book for you. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; margin: 0in;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; margin: 0in;">That would get me out of trouble, right? <br /></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><b><b><span style="color: black;">You have a chance to
appear on the hit talent show for authors, American Book Idol, and the mighty
judges will determine whether your book will make it to </span></b><span style="color: black;">Hollywood</span></b><span style="color: black;"> and become a big screenplay. What
would impress them more – your book cover, an excerpt or your best review – and
why?</span></b><br /></span></span>
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think the subject matter would impress them the most. Who else would go
to the trouble of developing a win-loss methodology and record for a
series of monster movies? </span></p><span class="im"></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i style="font-family: Gabriela;"></i></span>
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homeless man was caught stealing your book out of a bookstore. When
asked why he did it, he opened the book and pointed a passage out. What
was that passage?</span></b></span><p></p>
<p><span style="font-family: georgia,serif;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: medium;">"...you
owe it to yourself to read this book." (on Page 12). He probably took
the quote out of context and decided to walk with the book. I can
understand the confusion. </span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><b><b><span style="color: black;">Finally, you just got
word that your book has received the 2013 NY Times Bestselling Book Award and
you have to attend the ceremony at the Four Seasons Hotel in </span></b><span style="color: black;">Manhattan</span></b><span style="color: black;">. Anyone who’s anyone will be
there and it’s your shot for stardom. On stage, you must give an
acceptance speech. What would you say and who would you thank?</span></b><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: georgia,serif;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: medium;">I
am not a huge fan of public speaking, so I would keep it short and
sweet. However, I would definitely make time to thank the important
influences that led to the creation of my book. That list includes my
lovely wife Jessica, who encouraged me every step of the way; my parents
who encouraged this silly hobby of mine that I used to create my own
monster, this book; my oldest brother Boomer who introduced me to
Godzilla in the first place; and everyone who ever participated in
making a Godzilla movie as they created the legacy that inspired me to
write the book.</span></span></p><p>
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Kelley was born and raised in Silver Spring, Maryland, and is a
lifelong monster movie fan. He spent his childhood becoming familiar
with the classics like Dracula, The Wolf Man, Frankenstein, King Kong,
the works of Ray Harryhausen, and of course his favorite, Godzilla. His
many other hobbies include sports (particularly Football), movies, and
television, but when he’s not indulging in those activities, he enjoys
spending time with his lovely wife and newborn daughter.</span><p></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 18px;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Visit Patrick on Twitter at <a href="http://twitter.com/patrickgbook" style="color: black;">http://twitter.com/patrickgbook</a>.</span></span></p></div><p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p>
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a two-volume series that provides a history of all the monster battles
throughout the Godzilla film series. After seven decades and almost
forty films, Godzilla has earned the title of King of the Monsters. The
Godzilla films have showcased the King’s legendary battles with
larger-than-life opponents like the three-headed King Ghidorah, the
winged guardian Mothra, his robotic doppelganger Mechagodzilla, and the
original giant monster star King Kong. <i>The Monster Fight Record </i>analyzes
these titanic battles to determine an informed and accurate win-loss
record for Godzilla and all of his monster co-stars. Fans of kaiju and
classic science fiction films will enjoy a trip down memory lane while
also getting a sports-style analysis of the monster battles, complete
with statistics and win percentages for each beast.</span><p></p>
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we scour the Internet for interesting authors who would like to play Book
Trivia with us. By answering our book trivia questions, we get to learn
things about the author no one else knows! So, let’s get ready…let’s
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</span><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Today our guest author is Joni Parker, author of
the fantasy/scifi, <i><b>The Epsilon Account: The Golden Harvest Series Book 1.</b></i></span></span><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span>
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</b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><span style="color: black;">In the movie <i>Castaway</i>,
if Tom Hanks unearthed a copy of </span><i><span style="color: black;">Grace And The Golden Rule,</span></i><span style="color: black;">
how would that help Tom find a way off the island?</span></b><br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b> </b>Inside one of those FedEx packages, Tom could have found the magical Keys of Eledon. He could introduce himself politely to the keys and ask them to fly him off the island. But since he refuses to open any of the packages…<br /></span></span>
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</b><b><span style="color: black;">Everyone knows Miley
Cyrus is the wild child in the music business.<span>
</span>But she read your book and wants to let you know that it changed her
life for the better.<span> </span>Why did your book give
Miley a new lease on life?</span></b><br /></span></span>
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Miley would have been introduced to Corada, a Star Elf and skilled pilot, with questionable moral standards. Although she was engaged to be married, she routinely played around with other men. Then she duped Alex, my main character, into thinking she was a friend, when all she wanted to do was bring her down. But Alex got back at her when Corada shows up to kill her. Miley learned that what goes around comes around. Maybe. </span></span></p><p>
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">“Oh, my God! I must have left my driver’s license at home, Officer. Sorry. My name is Joni Parker, and I’m retired from the U.S. Navy. Here’s the author bio page in my book where you can see my picture and a short bio. I retired after 22 years in the Navy. Were you ever in the service?”</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><b><b><span style="color: black;">You have a chance to
appear on the hit talent show for authors, American Book Idol, and the mighty
judges will determine whether your book will make it to </span></b><span style="color: black;">Hollywood</span></b><span style="color: black;"> and become a big screenplay. What
would impress them more – your book cover, an excerpt or your best review – and
why?</span></b><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">My book cover is supported by an excerpt from my book. My main character, Alex, has been sent on a secret mission to the planet of Oltria. Here’s the excerpt from chapter 35: The Mission:</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">When I returned to the cockpit, I got a closer look at the surface of Oltria. The first of the two suns rose above the clouds as we descended, turning the sky orange and red as if on fire. Gorgeous! Mountain peaks jutted out of the clouds, only they weren’t mountains. They were quartz crystals. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">“Corada, are those crystals?” They must have been hundreds of feet high, even higher than the trees. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">“That’s the city of Quartile. All their buildings look like crystals.”</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">The crystals ranged in color from red to blue to yellow, depending on the sunlight. When we descended through the cloud cover, the surface was covered with trees and smaller crystalline shapes in neat rows around the taller buildings. The smaller crystals must have been homes where people lived. Our course kept us flying overhead as we zoomed by, but it piqued my curiosity. <em>What sort of people lived inside crystals?</em></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Excerpt from The Epsilon Account, chapter 10 Tulon:</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">We left the market through a housing area on the outskirts of town. The cobblestone road gave way to a dirt path as it wound its way to the base of a hill. Dozens of soldiers, armed with swords and spears, stood in front of the cave entrance. More soldiers were strategically placed around the grounds. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, knowing this was the trap I was going to be caught in. I had to stay close to the Governor. <em>But how?</em></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">“Here we are, Keeper. Come inside, and let me show you the gold,” the Governor said, as he headed to the wooden door, covering the cave opening.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">I held up my hand. “No, that’s all right. I trust you, Governor. I don’t need to see it.”</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">“Nonsense.” He grabbed my elbow and pulled me inside the cave. “You need to report this to the Council.” </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Two soldiers followed behind us, each one carrying a smelly, old-fashioned torch made of tar and straw, emitting fumes that made my eyes water. Inside, the cavern was larger than it appeared, and I stopped inside the door and gasped. The sight of so much gold was almost blinding, and it made me wonder if I had this all wrong. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Note: The homeless man claims to know the location of this cave and wants the gold, so he can get off the streets.</span></span></p>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><b><b><span style="color: black;">Finally, you just got
word that your book has received the 2013 NY Times Bestselling Book Award and
you have to attend the ceremony at the Four Seasons Hotel in </span></b><span style="color: black;">Manhattan</span></b><span style="color: black;">. Anyone who’s anyone will be
there and it’s your shot for stardom. On stage, you must give an
acceptance speech. What would you say and who would you thank?</span></b><br /></span></span>
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Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. I’m so honored to be here. Every year, thousands of books are published and reviewed by the New York Times, so your selection this year is an honor beyond my wildest dreams. I would like to thank J.R.R. Tolkien for writing the <em>Lord of the Rings</em>, creating a story that resonated through the years. And to movie director, Peter Jackson, who turned that book into a fantastic movie series that inspired me to create my main character, Alex. She brought a lot of stories with her, which I put into words. I must admit the drafts were pretty rough at first, but there was enough of a story for me to develop my first book series. I would also like to thank my editor, Jacqueline Sinclair, for her help on this book. My thanks also go out to my sister, Donna, as a beta reader and part-time editor, and I can’t forget my other beta reader Gayl. Finally, I would also like to thank Amazon for being the first book seller to give self-published authors a platform from which to publish and collect royalties. Once again, thanks so much for this award, and I hope you’ll invite me back next year for my next book. Good night.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span><br />
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Parker was born in Chicago, Illinois, but moved to Japan when she was 8
so her father could become a professional golfer. Once he achieved his
dream, Joni and her family returned to the U.S. and moved to Phoenix,
Arizona. After high school, Joni served her country for 22 years in the
Navy and another 7 years in federal civil service. She retired in
Tucson, Arizona, devoting her time to writing, reading, and watching the
sunrise.</span><p></p>
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of years ago, Eledon was created for the Elves by their Mentors when
they were forced to leave Earth. At least, that’s how the legend goes.
In return, the Elves must pay them a tribute in gold, known as the
Golden Harvest, every four thousand years. The Elfin Council of Elders
appoints Lady Alexin (Alex) Dumwalt, the Keeper of the Keys, to manage
the next payment, due 244 years from now. That is, until the Mentors
show up unexpectedly and demand immediate payment of the Epsilon
Account. Since the Harvest has never been called that, Alex suspects
foul play and uncovers a sinister plot by the Star Elves, a rival clan
from the Constellations, who want to steal the gold. To make matters
worse, they’re willing to do anything to succeed to include murder. Can Alex stop them and save the Elfin gold before it’s too late?</span></span><p></p>
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<span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: large;">It’s time to play Book Trivia! </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></div>
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we scour the Internet for interesting authors who would like to play Book
Trivia with us. By answering our book trivia questions, we get to learn
things about the author no one else knows! So, let’s get ready…let’s
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</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Today our guest author is Negrita Smart, author of
the children's book <i><b>Grace And The Golden Rule.</b></i></span></span><br />
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</b><b><span style="color: black;">In the movie <i>Castaway</i>,
if Tom Hanks unearthed a copy of </span><i><span style="color: black;">Grace And The Golden Rule,</span></i><span style="color: black;">
how would that help Tom find a way off the island?</span></b><br />
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<b> </b><i>Grace And The Golden Rule would not help him find a way of
the island but it would give him a mental escape from the situation and
allow an opportunity to reflect on his family and childhood as a boy. </i><br />
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</b><b><span style="color: black;">Everyone knows Miley
Cyrus is the wild child in the music business.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>But she read your book and wants to let you know that it changed her
life for the better.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Why did your book give
Miley a new lease on life?</span></b><br />
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<i>Perhaps, it would remind her of what we all need to be reminded of
(regardless of who we are) - consider the important things in life such
as love, kindness, sharing, thinking of others. </i>
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<b><b><b><span style="color: black;">You have a chance to
appear on the hit talent show for authors, American Book Idol, and the mighty
judges will determine whether your book will make it to </span></b><span style="color: black;">Hollywood</span></b><span style="color: black;"> and become a big screenplay. What
would impress them more – your book cover, an excerpt or your best review – and
why?</span></b><br />
<br /></p><p><b> </b><i>The Book Cover! Grace looks like the women in my family. She has the color of my M</i><i>om’s eyes, the shape of my niece’s eyes, my sisters’ smile and nose along with my</i><i> grandmothers’ freckles and cheekbones. She is definitely unique.</i><i> </i><br />
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<b><b><b><span style="color: black;">Finally, you just got
word that your book has received the 2013 NY Times Bestselling Book Award and
you have to attend the ceremony at the Four Seasons Hotel in </span></b><span style="color: black;">Manhattan</span></b><span style="color: black;">. Anyone who’s anyone will be
there and it’s your shot for stardom. On stage, you must give an
acceptance speech. What would you say and who would you thank?</span></b><br />
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<i>I would thank God for the inspiration to write the book. I would
thank my husband and immediate family members for their unwavering
support.</i><br />
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</span><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">The
first of her family to graduate from college, Negrita holds a Masters
in Business Administration and the insurance designation of Chartered
Property & Casualty Underwriters and holds insurance licenses in
Property and Casualty and Life and Health. She credits and shares her
accomplishments with her supportive family. </span></span></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">Negrita
loves spending time with her family and has happily taken on the
official role of Event Planner bringing family members together through
fun and love. </span></span></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">In
her professional life, Negrita utilizes her talent for sharing
knowledge and information as a new-hire trainer creating user-friendly
webinars, courses, tests, and gauge learning within business areas such
as auto, property, and agriculture. </span></span></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">As
an author, Negrita is a member of the Society of Children’s Book
Writers and Illustrators always looking to connect, share and grow with
fellow writers. </span></span></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">An
active supporter of her local church ministry, Negrita is driven to
share life lessons with children through story-telling and relatable
characters. </span></span></p><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Follow her on Instagram at <a href="https://www.instagram.com/negritasmart/">https://www.instagram.com/negritasmart/</a>.</span></span></span></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></span>
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loves the Winter season. It is her favorite of all seasons because she
loves to play in the snow with her friends. Winter is also Grace’s
favorite season because she can wear her favorite purple scarf. Grace
wears it every day until she meets Ruth. After meeting Ruth as school,
Grace feels differently about playing in the snow and wearing her
favorite purple scarf. This is because Grace learns a valuable lesson
about how to treat other people. </span></span><p></p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380473188666774789.post-7008458959431222062023-09-18T00:00:00.001-04:002023-09-18T00:00:00.131-04:00🎤Interview with John Andrew Fredrick Author The King of Good Intentions III #AuthorInterview <p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7ix-C48Iblag0xOkAqt705BYE_U_1FFNlOgT1Nv3H4EpQ7P4qGe_OSfHZskmPMleLoVtJRNN73KIuXjbM0Xa78woVuObQDvwO6z26PvOBSPWTC4YcEQpu4nSUlHSHUTF9LxbSrPuymWISieTDceHoVvvOvFDX4jdXQ57MUmr3jUR8xxyTG47IJYSsrVo/s650/John%20Andrew%20Fredrick%20author.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="650" data-original-width="451" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7ix-C48Iblag0xOkAqt705BYE_U_1FFNlOgT1Nv3H4EpQ7P4qGe_OSfHZskmPMleLoVtJRNN73KIuXjbM0Xa78woVuObQDvwO6z26PvOBSPWTC4YcEQpu4nSUlHSHUTF9LxbSrPuymWISieTDceHoVvvOvFDX4jdXQ57MUmr3jUR8xxyTG47IJYSsrVo/s320/John%20Andrew%20Fredrick%20author.jpg" width="222" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">John Andrew Fredrick is
the author of five novels and one book on the early films of Wes
Anderson. He is the principal songwriter/singer of an indie rock band
called The Black Watch that has released twenty-two albums to
considerable acclaim. As Popmatters.com has observed, he is an
accomplished painter. His poems have appeared in The Los Angeles Press,
Santa Barbara Magazine, and Artillery, among others. He lives in Los
Angeles and London. </span></span></span><p></p><p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">His latest book is <i><a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0C7YH5FT9/ref=x_gr_bb_amazon?ie=UTF8&tag=x_gr_bb_amazon-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=9325&creativeASIN=B0C7YH5FT9&SubscriptionId=1MGPYB6YW3HWK55XCGG2">The King of Good Intentions III</a></i>. <br /></span></p><p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Visit him on Facebook at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/john.a.fredrick">https://www.facebook.com/john.a.fredrick</a> and Goodreads at <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/177676792-the-king-of-good-intentions-part-three">https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/177676792-the-king-of-good-intentions-part-three</a>.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> <br /></span></p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br style="color: #222222; font-size: 15.4px;" /></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; text-align: center;"><h3 style="font-size: 14px; margin: 0px; position: relative;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu7L8t0jlLFROjyoTi57tKfhxtqih_VPc-80jEz45z3vNjhC4kIu0KUusnUWyf8C9eXr7iCJtVb20oyRnSKFkhEWvfMvKqOYwaD8PRyfM5pvU4KzoKOGtSAcstCylUFocDV_64yoGNAlk/s1600/interview8.png" style="color: #4d469c; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="43" data-original-width="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu7L8t0jlLFROjyoTi57tKfhxtqih_VPc-80jEz45z3vNjhC4kIu0KUusnUWyf8C9eXr7iCJtVb20oyRnSKFkhEWvfMvKqOYwaD8PRyfM5pvU4KzoKOGtSAcstCylUFocDV_64yoGNAlk/s1600/interview8.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" /></a></h3></div><div style="background-color: white;">
<p><span style="font-size: large;">Thanks for joining us today, John. I just have to say I've got to learn more about The Weird Sisters. Who are they?</span></p>
<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5WCiFDz-5PVB2EGk8XGEkbT0UHj9bkOuol6pNkubOYxqA2Ph1ABnBA2cvs8qiNbAZJg5vUO8PNjfTIt-mDnzSEAazSNfdM8QWxHQImciAMSNEsOKJXHYZUqDioL3pAAC0W3CouiaDuvJL0SA0L9NnWoyPaby3c53ds4FGykswrrNglmN8yuU_sqSgXao/s515/The%20King%20of%20Good%20Intentions%20book%20cover.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="515" data-original-width="330" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5WCiFDz-5PVB2EGk8XGEkbT0UHj9bkOuol6pNkubOYxqA2Ph1ABnBA2cvs8qiNbAZJg5vUO8PNjfTIt-mDnzSEAazSNfdM8QWxHQImciAMSNEsOKJXHYZUqDioL3pAAC0W3CouiaDuvJL0SA0L9NnWoyPaby3c53ds4FGykswrrNglmN8yuU_sqSgXao/w256-h400/The%20King%20of%20Good%20Intentions%20book%20cover.png" width="256" /></a></div><br />The Weird Sisters are a janglepop band in a land and era that was mostly about hard rock groups, pay to play sorts of Sunset Strip bands. They're not in it for money and fame--and they're, as we meet them, succeeding grandly in NOT attaining those two things!<p></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">Would you consider John and Jenny soul mates to a certain degree?</span></p>
<p>Yes indeed. Although I personally do not believe in soul mates and have lost a girlfriend or two by espousing such theories. As my hero Dr Samuel Johnson told his sidekick Boswell when Boswell asked him if there was "but one woman for each of us," Johnson answered: "Yes, and ten thousand more." Meaning, of course, that there are MANY women we could love LIKE soul mates. </p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">Who is Katie and does she play a major role in the book?</span></p>
<p>Katie is that sort of great girl who seems to have it all and who will not settle for just any ordinary bloke. She's no snob, though. Beautiful and overeducated, highly talented and artistic and kind, she has a quasi-fatal flaw in that she embarks on an affair with John; she knows better but she can't help herself. The lofty sort of way she's held out for a great mate has kind of made her vulnerable and lonely. She's like a Henry James character: destined to make a mistake and fated to surmount it. I LOVED making her up and think it is a great test of a novelist if he or she can write from the perspective of the opposite sex. I hope I did her justice!</p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">Out of everything you have done in regards to writing and authoring, what has been the most pivotal point of your writing life?</span> </p>
<p>Having my first novel accepted and then rejected by three different publishers before it found a home with Verse Chorus Press. I am nothing if not resilient. Heaps of rejection I have turned to... well, not gold but gold adjacent? Haha. </p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">Now that this book is out there, do you plan on writing more books?</span></p>
<p>I have a comedic thriller (and I have never read a thriller) that I think is my best narrative yet and I am hoping to find a great publisher for it. It's called <em>Within These Arms Forever Swim </em>and there are as many twists and turns as one might find in a Hitchcock film!</p> <span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7dVc2XI_csIs8y-FMbRQykkkcd2XJui9VfbNjP5-tRXHNvh8sS-D9Tc2Rzok7691H1tCgpQzpqdxBoY1oD0Kj3_bKwTNS8kvctALXXZQfU7HJQR9Hy1ilmcKvvXMtzlvqwL9mObxtfsJSMj82FgtcLozJLioyhqF1jvjqOcHHQynXNbSkmQdv-bUPWKE/s640/The%20King%20of%20Good%20Intentions%2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="418" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7dVc2XI_csIs8y-FMbRQykkkcd2XJui9VfbNjP5-tRXHNvh8sS-D9Tc2Rzok7691H1tCgpQzpqdxBoY1oD0Kj3_bKwTNS8kvctALXXZQfU7HJQR9Hy1ilmcKvvXMtzlvqwL9mObxtfsJSMj82FgtcLozJLioyhqF1jvjqOcHHQynXNbSkmQdv-bUPWKE/w557-h418/The%20King%20of%20Good%20Intentions%2011.jpg" width="557" /></a></div><br /> </span></div><div style="background-color: white;">
<p> </p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380473188666774789.post-58029915721198246282023-09-14T00:00:00.001-04:002023-09-14T00:00:00.147-04:00📙 A Bookish Word or Two with Stella Atrium, Author HOME RULE: BOOK III OF THE TRIBAL WARS #abookishword <p> </p><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLelgRgBXw5azMvuQFYhmWKXFMNAGLuOFGNgw-PFc7X_HpZB6uTsigAcQ1fvif5gFh8liduxoHq0YuUldfFtRJuKHsU-UfXbCjW76VZaX2ZD1OZeC0nX12dqFb8KrgIGMlwYBV-AHRHT8/s1600/A+Bookish+Word.png" style="color: #3778cd; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="64" data-original-width="771" height="33" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLelgRgBXw5azMvuQFYhmWKXFMNAGLuOFGNgw-PFc7X_HpZB6uTsigAcQ1fvif5gFh8liduxoHq0YuUldfFtRJuKHsU-UfXbCjW76VZaX2ZD1OZeC0nX12dqFb8KrgIGMlwYBV-AHRHT8/s400/A+Bookish+Word.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Gabriela;"><span style="font-size: large;">On A Bookish Word or Two, we have a guest post from Stella Atrium, author of Home Rule: Book III of The Tribal Wars. Enjoy!</span></span><div><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;"> </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px;" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy9-rhhkpajSMawJqSjkNeZ0Io2QxdKFwIfxQEVtQbS--KAM2UQCbyiVqtIUxfKaWnQAugan6m3JtwHavBML6I_xoQeWrprl376-6zRKcO8yqhnLIQVNgCDWRLt95Ao3iKnYtTEDtTSviCUMQ3mQ2BIgAMXOFY-jldbno4Z6fXsEMpVcT7ug33_frdujg/s640/Home%20Rule%2018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="416" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy9-rhhkpajSMawJqSjkNeZ0Io2QxdKFwIfxQEVtQbS--KAM2UQCbyiVqtIUxfKaWnQAugan6m3JtwHavBML6I_xoQeWrprl376-6zRKcO8yqhnLIQVNgCDWRLt95Ao3iKnYtTEDtTSviCUMQ3mQ2BIgAMXOFY-jldbno4Z6fXsEMpVcT7ug33_frdujg/w555-h416/Home%20Rule%2018.jpg" width="555" /></a></div><br /><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">The Inspiration Behind Home Rule: Book III of the Tribal Wars</span><br /></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><span face="Arial, sans-serif" lang="EN-CA" style="line-height: 21.4px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">By Stella Atrium</span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></span></b></span></p><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">HOME RULE is book 3 in the first trilogy of a (mostly completed)
series. As the writer, I’m so far ahead with characters and plots that I
have to think about what the reader knows so far. LOL</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Hershel Henry carries our narrative while he reports about tribal
conflicts. We learn about death-by-fire that individual tribal women
undertake. The offworld press claims the women are losing hope rather
than engaging in a righteous means of protest. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Henry hates the narrative on the Company news outlets. He opens a
Cylay Gazette to honestly report about the march toward home rule. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">My stories are really about the women. Originally, I wanted to see
lead characters concerned with more than finding a husband or getting a
divorce. Science fiction seemed like a natural place for more integrated
roles for women. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">As I began to explore migration flows and culture shock, I realized
that women carry old influences into the future, language and cooking
habits. They tell the children about past heroes, about cautionary
tales, and about how to stand up to tyranny. Without a sense of the
past, how will the next generation have fresh ideas for leading the
community? </span></span></p>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">So the female characters are placed in the foreground of each
sequence. My principle (that I sort of stuck to) was that the plot
cannot go forward except for what the women do. Some interesting scenes
were needed to show the world from the point of view of female fighters
who set aside pregnancies to join the battle. </span></span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"> </span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s1600/books4.png" style="color: #3778cd; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="433" height="147" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s320/books4.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="320" /></a></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><h2 style="background-color: white; border-bottom: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); color: #444444; font-family: Crushed; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px -15px; padding: 0.6em 15px 0.5em; position: relative; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">About Stella Atrium</span><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span></h2><div style="background-color: white; border-top: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; padding-top: 8px;"><div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;">
<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><span style="color: black; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXEcExjd5tjs851yK_ST0fZ99qeojjvSW1XoWHnBkSWJpVuHUB-F7fN-mgYwy6W_zkCajJyHqkTpaaVWJCHFz05TzRrdiebfYmEa-Kaz87vbN9WFPRHS60Eqdif0fSKcFqdjmYaABvqQ6gMvG7M9nc_LLHZuHOTVTXNLyAefSNA0kYn3amrfTlvLAdofA/s438/Stella%20Atrium%20author.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="438" data-original-width="359" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXEcExjd5tjs851yK_ST0fZ99qeojjvSW1XoWHnBkSWJpVuHUB-F7fN-mgYwy6W_zkCajJyHqkTpaaVWJCHFz05TzRrdiebfYmEa-Kaz87vbN9WFPRHS60Eqdif0fSKcFqdjmYaABvqQ6gMvG7M9nc_LLHZuHOTVTXNLyAefSNA0kYn3amrfTlvLAdofA/s320/Stella%20Atrium%20author.jpg" width="262" /></a></div>Stella Atrium is writing <em>The Tribal Wars</em>
series. The first trilogy is available as ebooks and in print. BookLife
has awarded the Editor’s Pick designation for each book upon its
release. </span></span> <p></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela;"><em>Home Rule</em>
rounds out the first trilogy and received first place in the 2023
Artisan Book Review Awards for Science Fiction and Fantasy. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela;">Book 4 titled <em>Tribal Logic</em> is scheduled for release in early 2024. Also be certain to pick up Atrium’s standalone novel <em>Seven Beyond</em> that won a 2014 Reader’s Favorites award in science fiction. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela;">Website: <a href="https://stellaatrium.com">https://stellaatrium.com </a> </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela;">Twitter: <a href="https://www.twitter.com/SAtriumWrites">https://www.twitter.com/SAtriumWrites </a></span></span></p>
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di Ramonicc In book 3 of the award-winning series, photojournalist
Hershel Henry witnesses the loss by self-torching of tribal women. The
Madquii and Gora tribes have laid siege to the city of Urbyd, and
Brianna Miller must seek a peace treaty. </span></span></b></p><b style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-weight: normal;">
</span></span><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-weight: normal;">Kelly
Osborn travels to Stargate Junction to set the wedding of ambassador
Otieno. Hershel Henry opens a gazette to report on pending elections for
home rule, but then shocking events upset their plans. </span></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-weight: normal;">
<span style="color: black;">Amazon: <a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0C44QT91N">https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0C44QT91N</a></span></span></span></b><p></p><p></p><p></p></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwI0oni-6QuQX7Hu2Yyj3VgxvP5bYpf1tupSTKe6rMMWEA6ddDVTcnzLPrGqc-BJ_IB-4xCnrKpPxzy7z6xrx3ec5Ia3xiwpfGvkNpRL5AfddNKO1JnyUvdT4fdTmZXDdpfWQvpv2_DaiT0NC5MYZCburDLMGeEt2ydczv8zuMI1eLO_XnWtwZG7wWrfo/s702/Home%20Rule%2014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="702" height="245" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwI0oni-6QuQX7Hu2Yyj3VgxvP5bYpf1tupSTKe6rMMWEA6ddDVTcnzLPrGqc-BJ_IB-4xCnrKpPxzy7z6xrx3ec5Ia3xiwpfGvkNpRL5AfddNKO1JnyUvdT4fdTmZXDdpfWQvpv2_DaiT0NC5MYZCburDLMGeEt2ydczv8zuMI1eLO_XnWtwZG7wWrfo/w573-h245/Home%20Rule%2014.jpg" width="573" /></a></div><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380473188666774789.post-69301562038791134532023-09-08T00:00:00.002-04:002023-09-08T19:25:24.064-04:00Playing Book Trivia with Jamie Linn Saloff, Author of Hatch: A Change Your Life Guide @JamieSaloff @PumpUpYourBook #Hatch<p> <br />
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<span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: x-large;">It’s time to play Book Trivia! </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Periodically,
we scour the Internet for interesting authors who would like to play Book
Trivia with us. By answering our book trivia questions, we get to learn
things about the author no one else knows! So, let’s get ready…let’s
play…<b>Book Trivia</b>!</span></span></div>
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</span><span style="font-family: Gabriela; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_xQyIFX4iIIkvTZ6QyBb8fok6liu31dDYZs6Cy3rts5RDZkZXl3LjkDig4YGOn6vY-ewZ9D30OSY5WrfUND-vcJYImiU6_bKOv93l7IVKU287URmLFOTmcz_NvADLaJPMTVbymxTvnRdPwtt7KcPcAZr7L7GF8RHrGeotlgQHNZZrEocnNzpxdDDA9MU/s410/Jamie%20Saloff%20author.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="410" data-original-width="410" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_xQyIFX4iIIkvTZ6QyBb8fok6liu31dDYZs6Cy3rts5RDZkZXl3LjkDig4YGOn6vY-ewZ9D30OSY5WrfUND-vcJYImiU6_bKOv93l7IVKU287URmLFOTmcz_NvADLaJPMTVbymxTvnRdPwtt7KcPcAZr7L7GF8RHrGeotlgQHNZZrEocnNzpxdDDA9MU/s320/Jamie%20Saloff%20author.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Today our guest author is Jamie Linn Saloff, author of
the self-help <i><b><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Hatch-Change-Your-Life-Guide/dp/1737941902?tag=namespacebran131-20&asc_campaign=2b5a785186b501c352c95398a3440b1b&asc_source=01G8XG0GEG1CT4D3C07B4FAY7P&keywords=hatch+jamie+saloff&sprefix=%2Caps%2C251">Hatch: A Change Your Life Guide</a>. </b></i></span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-size: 14pt;">Jamie
is passionate about aiding fiercely independent, misfit, square pegs
trapped in an unfulfilling life. Author, teacher, story weaver,
spiritual counselor, seer of visions, pathfinder, for over thirty years
Jamie’s taught how to reignite your heart by listening to your body
groan and your soul weep. She is the author of twelve books including
<b><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Hatch-Change-Your-Life-Guide/dp/1737941902?tag=namespacebran131-20&asc_campaign=2b5a785186b501c352c95398a3440b1b&asc_source=01G8XG0GEG1CT4D3C07B4FAY7P&keywords=hatch+jamie+saloff&sprefix=%2Caps%2C251">Hatch: A Change Your Life Guide</a></b> and her Marvelous Messages™ series.<br />
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-size: 14pt;"><b>Author Links </b> </span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-size: 14pt;"><a href="https://www.MarvelousMessages.com">Website</a> | <a href="https://www.facebook.com/JamieSaloff">Facebook</a> | <a href="http://www.facebook.com/JamieLSaloff">Facebook Author Page</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/JamieSaloff">Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/jamie_saloff">Instagram</a> | <a href="http://www.linkedin.com/in/jamiesaloff">LinkedIn</a> | <a href="https://tinyurl.com/38dknc49">Amazon Profile</a></span></p>
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</span><span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Thank you for playing Book Trivia with us! </span></span></span><br />
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</b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><span style="color: black;">In the movie <i>Castaway</i>,
if Tom Hanks unearthed a copy of </span><i><span style="color: black;">Hatch: A Change Your Life Guide,</span></i><span style="color: black;">
how would that help Tom find a way off the island?</span></b><br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">At first, “Chuck” (Tom Hanks) would cast off the idea that <i>Hatch</i> might
be of any help. It doesn’t tell you how to forage for food. It can’t be
used as a search light or life raft. But what he might discover after a
period of time is that it can help you think out of the box. And after
Chuck tried all the common ways to find help, he realized he might have
to do something radical and daring. So he did. And in a way, that is
what <i>Hatch</i> is asking readers to do as well. <br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b>
</b><b><span style="color: black;">Everyone knows Miley
Cyrus is the wild child in the music business.<span>
</span>But she read your book and wants to let you know that it changed her
life for the better.<span> </span>Why did your book give
Miley a new lease on life?</span></b><br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Miley Cyrus
reminds me a little bit of Madonna. At first, she put herself out there
as the bad girl the media loved to gossip about. She had to escape the
negative vibes of dad’s <i>Achy Breaky Heart</i> song, (which I loved
from the start!). As she matured, so did her actions and her music.
Nowadays, you find her mimicking the singers of the past like fav
Blondie and others. I think for Miley, <i>Hatch</i> might have been that
trigger leading her to find herself, being able to make decisions that
are right for her rather than what the fans/media/agents/producers want
of her. Now, she realizes her full potential and can be a musical artist
for the long term, or decide that she wants to go on to do other
things. It’s now her decision, and she can follow her heart. <br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><span style="color: black;">You are being pulled
over for speeding.<span> </span>When the officer asks
you for your license and you discover you left it at home, you decide to pull
out your book instead.<span> </span>What do you tell
the officer?</span></b><br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">Having known
and been friends with some fine officers, I’m pretty sure showing them a
book would not be at all helpful in real life. (But for fun. . . )
Police officers often see us at our worst. They see some of the bad in
the world we may only hear whispers about. We may see it portrayed on tv
or in movies. It’s not the same as being there. They see it in real
life. But maybe <i>Hatch</i> would remind them that we all have
potential to do better, be better. Even the drugies. Even the wife
beaters. Even the murderers. Will they? Can they? Not all will. We know
that. But sometimes just knowing even the worst offenders have the power
to better themselves—that can change how you see and react to another
person.<br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><b><b><span style="color: black;">You have a chance to
appear on the hit talent show for authors, American Book Idol, and the mighty
judges will determine whether your book will make it to </span></b><span style="color: black;">Hollywood</span></b><span style="color: black;"> and become a big screenplay. What
would impress them more – your book cover, an excerpt or your best review – and
why?</span></b><br /></span></span>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">How
funny, as I know someone who is trying to create the American Book
Idol! And what I know from my years in the industry is that no one of
these things is going to skyrocket me to the top. A cover helps the
reader to be intrigued. (Should I pick this up?) The excerpt allows the
reader to decide, “is this in line with what I want to read?” The
reviews can tell the reader if it’s a waste of time (it’s filled with
errors!) (it’s all fluff!) or if it’s valuable (life-changing!) But in
the end, it’s the whole book that either enchants the reader or not.
Think about your most favorite books. . . you may have picked it for any
of the above reasons, but when it becomes a cherished worn volume, it’s
the words inside that fuel your love for it and inspire you to talk
about it to others.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"> </span></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">I
have this funny belief about “American Idols” which is. . . how many of
the winners can you actually name? Maybe if you’re a fanatic of the
show, but the everyman can maybe name a handful. Would Steven Tyler have
won? Mick Jagger? Pete Townshend? Ann Wilson? Joan Jett? Debbie Harry?
Some of our most famous singer/celebrities would never made it in a
voting contest, yet they used their passion, their persistence, their
lyrics, to touch us all and to make it big. I don’t know that I would
ever impress any of the “Bigs” (I had an agent once promise to get me a
few bucks just so I could say I was published . . . I turned her down!)
It’s not about impressing the critics. It’s about touching lives and
hearts<b><span style="color: black; font-weight: normal;">.</span></b><br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><span style="color: black;">A homeless man was
caught stealing your book out of a bookstore.<span>
</span>When asked why he did it, he opened the book and pointed a passage
out.<span> </span>What was that passage? </span></b><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><br /></span></span>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">“Eventually,
if you give yourself space, you learn that being a misfit is a good
thing. It allows you to do things your way without others caring. You
may discover you <i>are</i> a bit of a loner, and that’s okay. This is
particularly true for creatives and those who have suffered for their
uniqueness. Yet it is your uniqueness that can make you great.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">It
doesn’t matter what labels they put on you. You can’t change their
actions. Instead, you must realize that deep down they know you’re
somehow different in ways they can’t understand. Whether that means you
become a target or are simply ignored, they know there is something
special about you, more specifically, you’re not like them—you’re not
like “everyone else.” And maybe that scares them a little because
they’re afraid to step out of the crowd—and you’re not.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"> </span></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">What
they sense is that you carry traits offering you the potential to do
great things, even if you don’t realize it or feel like it could ever be
possible. As it turns out, some of the worst things that have happened
in your past, particularly in your youth, formed the exact survival
traits you need to succeed as you trod forward.”<br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;"><b><b><b><span style="color: black;">Finally, you just got
word that your book has received the 2013 NY Times Bestselling Book Award and
you have to attend the ceremony at the Four Seasons Hotel in </span></b><span style="color: black;">Manhattan</span></b><span style="color: black;">. Anyone who’s anyone will be
there and it’s your shot for stardom. On stage, you must give an
acceptance speech. What would you say and who would you thank?</span></b><br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Gabriela;">I love,
love, love this question. Ironically, for the longest time, I’ve had a
recurring dream where I walk out on the stage of an old theater where
every seat is filled, even the balcony. It’s standing room only. I hear
my footsteps walking across the wood stage. I step carefully in the dim
light and approach the podium where the spotlight is on me, I am in
tremendous awe of being there. The audience waits patiently as I make my
way. I’m somewhat choked up. I ask the audience how many have read my
book and nearly everyone raises their hand. Then they stand and applaud.
I have no idea what award I am receiving or what I say after that. I
only know how immensely grateful I am, and how blessed it feels to be
there. More than anything, I know that if that many people have read my
book, the world is going to be a better place because those who take my
words to heart will go on to help others do the same. Doing so is a
natural progression from finding a better life for yourself. We can
transform the world by first transforming ourselves and then those
around us. It’s hard to make a big world change. It’s much easier to
make many small changes in yourself, in turn making small changes all
around you. And when many of us do this at the same time, marvelous
things happen.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif;"> <br /></span></span></p><p><b><span style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"> </span></b></p><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
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<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-size: 14pt;">While
bravely facing the motherlode of difficult life challenges, you never
dreamt the result would be a soul-sucking, heart-crushing existence.
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<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-size: 14pt;">Although
you try to ignore the emptiness, detachment, and feeling that you don’t
belong, you rarely make changes. It just seems too impossible for so
many reasons. Instead, you silenced your heart’s nagging with
self-sacrifice, food stuffing, or by becoming a workaholic. </span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-size: 14pt;">Contemplating
ending her life, Jamie Saloff chose instead to hatch a new one. She
knows how self-doubt and unworthiness can cloud our ability to move
forward after the darkness of illness, grief, trauma, or tragedy –
because she’s faced it too. </span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-size: 14pt;"><i>In Hatch – A Change Your Life Guide</i>, Saloff walks readers through her step-by-step method to: </span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-size: 14pt;"> • Awaken your soul’s purpose by listening to your heart’s voice </span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-size: 14pt;">• Find confidence in your next forward step by hearing your body speak </span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-size: 14pt;">•See messages of guidance everywhere by learning where to look </span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-size: 14pt;"> • Uncover your future in your past by examining your ancestral heritage </span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-size: 14pt;"> • And much, much more… </span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-size: 14pt;"><i>
“It’s a simple question “Do you wish you could change your life for the
better” while the answer is an easy one – do you have any idea of how
to accomplish the task? “Hatch – A Change Your Life Guide” gives you a
systematic process that will take you on a journey of physical,
emotional, and spiritual healing…I highly recommend this wonderful and
enlightening book”</i> – Yolanda Renee</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriela; font-size: 14pt;"><b>Buy Links:</b> </span></p>
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<p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380473188666774789.post-57825275416235406752023-08-10T00:00:00.001-04:002023-08-10T00:00:00.187-04:00📙 A Bookish Word or Two with John R. York, Author THE FIVE WATCHES: AN ACCIDENT OF TIME #abookishword<div><p> </p><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLelgRgBXw5azMvuQFYhmWKXFMNAGLuOFGNgw-PFc7X_HpZB6uTsigAcQ1fvif5gFh8liduxoHq0YuUldfFtRJuKHsU-UfXbCjW76VZaX2ZD1OZeC0nX12dqFb8KrgIGMlwYBV-AHRHT8/s1600/A+Bookish+Word.png" style="color: #3778cd; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="64" data-original-width="771" height="33" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLelgRgBXw5azMvuQFYhmWKXFMNAGLuOFGNgw-PFc7X_HpZB6uTsigAcQ1fvif5gFh8liduxoHq0YuUldfFtRJuKHsU-UfXbCjW76VZaX2ZD1OZeC0nX12dqFb8KrgIGMlwYBV-AHRHT8/s400/A+Bookish+Word.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;"><br />On A Bookish Word or Two, we have a guest post from John R. York, author of <i>The Five Watches: An Accident of Time</i>. Enjoy!</span></div><div><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;"> </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px;" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi05N54VcpWjGIPUd77emRNhbQ3EhM5XvAyTtNi_sZfJNN0MwNEc7Rkr08lDfM3h4pcpc_wjb306uTtu55Lw5YEq2qkYxBEthg4MZJQUA9uqHGTLScxSJxFkTwMFr5b742jO4DMFBXdQicAqQuDVILSBsJdUW4uCSbx9x19UUt1wAn5biKELPV4WVO6LkA/s640/The%20Five%20Watches%2012.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="415" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi05N54VcpWjGIPUd77emRNhbQ3EhM5XvAyTtNi_sZfJNN0MwNEc7Rkr08lDfM3h4pcpc_wjb306uTtu55Lw5YEq2qkYxBEthg4MZJQUA9uqHGTLScxSJxFkTwMFr5b742jO4DMFBXdQicAqQuDVILSBsJdUW4uCSbx9x19UUt1wAn5biKELPV4WVO6LkA/w553-h415/The%20Five%20Watches%2012.jpg" width="553" /></a></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">The Inspiration Behind The Five Watches: An Accident of Time</span><br /></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><b><span face="Arial, sans-serif" lang="EN-CA" style="line-height: 21.4px;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">By John R. York<br /></span></span></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><b><span face="Arial, sans-serif" lang="EN-CA" style="line-height: 21.4px;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span></span></b></p><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><span data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">During my life, I’ve tried my hand at more things than most people. Even as a kid, my mother often told me that I was flighty, that I should take the time to focus on doing something well. “Jack of all trades, master of none,” she often told me. She assured me, however, that I had potential, I only needed to apply myself. But I grew up in the rural farm country of central Ohio, an ideal setting for pursuing a Tom Sawyer lifestyle. My focus was primarily on adventure and trying new things.</span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><span data-rich-text-format-boundary="true"><br data-rich-text-line-break="true" />I’ve always been a daydreamer. In my reveries, I could conjure up wild scenarios where anything was possible. This characteristic remains with me today and continues to motivate me to attempt things I think are worth doing—a philosophy that has served me well over the years.<br data-rich-text-line-break="true" /> </span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><span data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">This trait is what drove me to write my first novel, A Wolf’s Tale: Memoir of a Man Named Wolf. The book began as my own non-fictional memoir, but I eventually decided to fictionalize the events to give myself more freedom in telling the stories that defined this man’s (my) life. I think of it as elaboration in the interest of entertainment.<br data-rich-text-line-break="true" /> </span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><span data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">I’ve always loved to tell stories. Even as a child, I would make up stories to entertain my siblings, neighbors, and cousins. I frequently came up with elaborate ideas for having fun, like starting a zoo, treasure hunts in the nearby woods, or floating down Blacklick Creek on a log pretending we were explorers. When I grew older, I used the stories of my life as a means of driving home a particular point when delivering a lecture on leadership during my career in the high-tech industry.<br data-rich-text-line-break="true" /> </span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><span data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">I really love writing stories. After my first book was published, the ideas for more stories just kept pouring out of my brain. I would typically come up with the plot lines and individual scenes in the early morning hours, as I lay in my bed in a half-dream state. The rest of the day would be spent capturing all the ideas on my computer while they were still fresh.<br data-rich-text-line-break="true" /> </span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><span data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">I self-published my first five novels, but connected with an indie publisher, DocUmeant Publishing, just as I finished the sixth. I discovered that what I didn’t know about publishing and marketing was a lot. My publisher helped me through the process and I became a better writer for it.<br data-rich-text-line-break="true" /> </span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><span data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">In keeping with my ‘flighty’ personality, the genre of my novels is all over the map. After my fictional memoir, I wrote two science fiction books, an award-winning historical fiction novel, a paranormal murder mystery, and a modern western, native-American fantasy.<br data-rich-text-line-break="true" /> </span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><span data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">I realize that this practice is not an ideal business or marketing strategy, making it very difficult to accurately identify my target readers, but I don’t want to limit myself to one genre. I will confess that science fiction and fantasy are my favorite categories for reading and writing. And regardless of which one of my books you might read, you’ll find those influences in every story.<br data-rich-text-line-break="true" /> </span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><span data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">When I was preparing to write The Five Watches: An Accident of Time, I began with the determination that it was time to do something within the realm of science fiction. I love reading space operas and science fantasy, but I don’t think that’s within my bailiwick as a writer. The two science fiction books I wrote involved parallel worlds, which I still find quite fascinating, but the persistent urge to do something with time travel kept me awake at night.<br data-rich-text-line-break="true" /> </span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><span data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">I’ve read many time travel novels, beginning with H.G. Wells’ The Time Machine, which I’ve read more than once. Frankly, I’ve been disappointed with some of these books because so many of them are essentially romance novels or going back in time to change something in the present, which every time traveler knows is impossible due to the consistency paradox. Of course, most are very well written and popular sellers.<br data-rich-text-line-break="true" /> </span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><span data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">But I wanted to come up with something different, something appealing yet provocative. I mean, I know everybody likes those other typical plot lines, including the quintessential romance novels, but I couldn’t see the point of rewriting stories like: This is How You Lose the Time War, or Kindred, or The Time Traveler’s Wife, or Outlander (all excellent books).<br data-rich-text-line-break="true" /> </span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><span data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">I believe time travel is an inherently interesting sub-genre. The challenge is to devise a story that uses that intrinsic allure effectively. I came up with the idea of focusing the novel on four days of one man’s life in 2019, although the events in my story stretch over 700 years. I wanted the present-day characters in the story to be just ordinary, everyday people who, when confronted with extraordinary events, step up to the challenge and achieve extraordinary things. I also devised the concept of a future of the future to avoid the consistency paradoxes. Beginning with that premise, I let my imagination take over.<br data-rich-text-line-break="true" />Well, okay, there was another thing that I wanted to address. The tension and turmoil in today’s society, coupled with humankind’s propensity to destroy itself and the world we all live in, are things that I often think about. Most authors of fiction write novels that reflect their experiences, attitudes, and concerns, and I’m no exception.<br data-rich-text-line-break="true" /> </span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4874821338748072839" itemprop="description articleBody"><span data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">I didn’t want to make a political statement, but I did want to weave a social comment into the story by styling it as a precautionary tale illustrating what we, as human beings, are libel to do to ourselves if something doesn’t change—you know, the apocalyptic-dystopian stuff of many science fiction novels. I also wanted to emphasize our ability to achieve amazing things when we put our minds to it.<br data-rich-text-line-break="true" />The “accident of time” in my story provides humanity with one last chance to change the future of the future. As is the case with all my books, I like to end with a ray of hope that we will eventually figure out how to get along with each other. Hopefully readers will decide that now is always a good time to begin making changes.</span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s1600/books4.png" style="color: #3778cd; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="433" height="147" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s320/books4.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="320" /></a></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><h2 style="background-color: white; border-bottom: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); color: #444444; font-family: Crushed; font-size: 20px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px -15px; padding: 0.6em 15px 0.5em; position: relative; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;">About John R. York<br /></span></h2><div style="background-color: white; border-top: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; padding-top: 8px;"><div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;">
<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinK4w-IpHy77aiSCpZZmFrt4tI7YdkJbECtKU5zcqxPib3tGvYwg-VUQsEEGuEWAtX4Rb12gByASGTOcnEjiz3c5DRNJik1rRUZKjQ93fu9hZIDUFX0rEONWDVLRzqhDGcyXYt2EFSAE7NUHT8RxzptDS7jCZ8_hL_XBhMhHqBPe-X0_NG5phzqRpbrUM/s432/John%20R.%20York%20author.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="432" data-original-width="288" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinK4w-IpHy77aiSCpZZmFrt4tI7YdkJbECtKU5zcqxPib3tGvYwg-VUQsEEGuEWAtX4Rb12gByASGTOcnEjiz3c5DRNJik1rRUZKjQ93fu9hZIDUFX0rEONWDVLRzqhDGcyXYt2EFSAE7NUHT8RxzptDS7jCZ8_hL_XBhMhHqBPe-X0_NG5phzqRpbrUM/s320/John%20R.%20York%20author.png" width="213" /></a></div>John R. York has been writing and publishing his stories since 2016, but he’s always been a storyteller, even as a kid in Central Ohio where he grew up. His life
experiences provided him with a wealth of tales to share with others and
resulted in his debut work, Wolf’s Tale. He has since published five
more novels, including the award-winning <em>Journey to Eden</em>. A retired high-tech executive, he currently lives with his wife, Paula, in New Port Richey, Florida. <p></p>
<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Website: <a href="http://www.johnryork.com">www.johnryork.com</a><br />
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<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Facebook: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/john.york.9277">https://www.facebook.com/john.york.9277</a><br />
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<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">TikTok: <a href="https://www.tiktok.com/@johnryork">https://www.tiktok.com/@johnryork</a> and <a href="http://www.tiktok.com/@dreamwriter">www.tiktok.com/@dreamwriter </a></span></p>
<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Amazon Author Page: <a href="https://www.amazon.com/stores/John-York/author/B0771RCZJ2?ref=ap_rdr&store_ref=ap_rdr&isDramIntegrated=true&shoppingPortalEnabled=true">https://www.amazon.com/stores/John-York/author/B0771RCZJ2?ref=ap_rdr&store_ref=ap_rdr&isDramIntegrated=true&shoppingPortalEnabled=true</a><br />
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<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Goodreads: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/21571052.John_York">https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/21571052.John_York</a></span></p>
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handful of people living in different eras became entangled in time,
some intentionally and some accidentally? The nineteenth-century
scientist, Dr. Wilhelm Gussen, is passionate about improving the welfare
of mankind, and so he begins a journey through time in a quest to learn
about future advances in epidemiology. Physicist Emory Lynch, from the
twenty-seventh century, studies an old pocket watch, said to be a time
travel device, and accidently stumbles into the twenty-first century. In
2019, Jim Zimmerman, the de facto neighborhood go-to guy, finds himself
caught in the middle of a clandestine, future conspiracy. True to his
character, he becomes inextricably involved in future affairs that
involve saving humanity from itself—dragging his wife and a few
neighbors along for the ride. Thus, begins a time travel adventure that
examines the stubborn predictability of human behavior and how some
things, even over time, never seem to change. </span></p>
<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Praise:</span></p>
<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">“<em>The Five Watches</em>
is filled with interesting characters and enchanting tapestries woven
into the fabric of time itself. John explores not only the ravages of
time but more importantly the impact of individual kindness, caring, and
selflessness towards others that is heartwarming. I enjoyed this
suspenseful page turner, the connection to everyday people and to
imaginable heroes that we can all strive to become. Uplifting! – Jim
Richards, Beta Reader </span></p>
<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Amazon:<a href="https://tinyurl.com/46fjjp6f"> https://tinyurl.com/46fjjp6f</a></span><p></p><p></p><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyhhNgvvA-L7zUdC0hN9uJ9lUSb4iF6XFqb2iW0sD95meVgXxxfm5RQx7rAy9KDyFuMSGQV6p-bNEWEAsFKDRRgZIAp0QvXqQlyPbndDTPKFFl0v7I1olRktTr3b8Dx6s0-3s1EO_lWcdi1UWUQeMkAKgF1yd6dK4KKdpXqOX3NmMKf5gaZwWW2OOQlbs/s699/The%20Five%20Watches%20banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="245" data-original-width="699" height="140" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyhhNgvvA-L7zUdC0hN9uJ9lUSb4iF6XFqb2iW0sD95meVgXxxfm5RQx7rAy9KDyFuMSGQV6p-bNEWEAsFKDRRgZIAp0QvXqQlyPbndDTPKFFl0v7I1olRktTr3b8Dx6s0-3s1EO_lWcdi1UWUQeMkAKgF1yd6dK4KKdpXqOX3NmMKf5gaZwWW2OOQlbs/w400-h140/The%20Five%20Watches%20banner.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380473188666774789.post-92154590714347138392023-07-28T00:00:00.001-04:002023-07-28T00:00:00.148-04:00Character Guest Post: Zach of Linda Armstrong-Miller's BLOOD & WATER #characterday<p> </p><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-8974142419739089726" itemprop="description articleBody" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 606px;"><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-8272254708752968823" itemprop="description articleBody" style="line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 606px;"><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-136152240452955060" itemprop="description articleBody" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 606px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN8viCNYczG1M035cuv-JK572fyqR9LQPVNS3WVPZsPXnPTMv-wCpqU1iYNhCVz5-e1lrk-7ceArYEqC_fs02_GAgH-3N6E78Y167NbSDlDU92OfzvkeqYs1xg2m8DVEBkRWsJk8KEQgA/s1600/characters+graphic.jpg" style="color: #4d469c; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" height="329" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN8viCNYczG1M035cuv-JK572fyqR9LQPVNS3WVPZsPXnPTMv-wCpqU1iYNhCVz5-e1lrk-7ceArYEqC_fs02_GAgH-3N6E78Y167NbSDlDU92OfzvkeqYs1xg2m8DVEBkRWsJk8KEQgA/w581-h329/characters+graphic.jpg" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="581" /></a></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather; font-size: x-large;">Today is character guest post day! We have Zach from Linda Armstrong-Miller's new Christian thriller, BLOOD & WATER. Enjoy!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-136152240452955060" itemprop="description articleBody" style="line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 606px;"><div style="background-color: lightblue; margin-left: 20px; margin-right: 20px; padding: 8px;"><div class="MsoNormal"><div class="MsoNormal"><div class="MsoNormal"><div class="MsoNormal"><div class="MsoNormal"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsmmizwzAfGYtG6sAFEThCXDiygksQBPVg8oeiy_AKe1EFii4d3Cb89f4Uf841SjKgcyg8tNMAz55TAb_cOMMTRGxQaBdPFtElWAJ1l8knDpgugN0IE8Dy4L0FZm1djhJUNeD2qn7rR5vm9cszuUn_YstzTjm0pUMVkuUrKJKUVaY8irkbb8a_GPdetkY/s640/quotation%20mark.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="640" height="111" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsmmizwzAfGYtG6sAFEThCXDiygksQBPVg8oeiy_AKe1EFii4d3Cb89f4Uf841SjKgcyg8tNMAz55TAb_cOMMTRGxQaBdPFtElWAJ1l8knDpgugN0IE8Dy4L0FZm1djhJUNeD2qn7rR5vm9cszuUn_YstzTjm0pUMVkuUrKJKUVaY8irkbb8a_GPdetkY/w111-h111/quotation%20mark.png" width="111" /></a></div><br />Hi I’m Zach, I can’t talk long, my mom and dad are about to get married. I’m going to be their best man. It’s going to be a small gathering. My dad, I mean my grandpa, I get confused and still call him dad cause I thought he was my dad….well all my life was just murdered. I thought my real dad had been blown up by a car bomb but it turned out he needed to go undercover for a while. My heart and my mom’s heart was breaking. Our family was just coming together only to be broken apart. Turns out half came true. We had a funeral, now we are going to celebrate with a wedding. Zach! That’s my mom. Gotta go.</div></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: 14px;"></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: 14px;"></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px;" /><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDtLHOtZ6gO_LLEu6AlmbQTIYKvRx1JHkX9uJrc7AlnjldHF9Z2nYPEYGtvH6pspiEGnTHBDAKaM2idrF9FLbkCNV_y0Pjxo1IcYrNv5wBcgukFrToyaDivyKo9aBEM6cz1CebScF_Idk/s424/call+from+home+about+the+book.png" style="color: #4d469c; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="107" data-original-width="424" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDtLHOtZ6gO_LLEu6AlmbQTIYKvRx1JHkX9uJrc7AlnjldHF9Z2nYPEYGtvH6pspiEGnTHBDAKaM2idrF9FLbkCNV_y0Pjxo1IcYrNv5wBcgukFrToyaDivyKo9aBEM6cz1CebScF_Idk/s320/call+from+home+about+the+book.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB3qrFSj4fULOgMrcfCv21hRnqFYDQOWHqbEQZB1UPd-A1Go2Vc3j03Dya4f3mmevO2R-nk25eATsL8tBEvMUou-3nOJhFlQaDsFSLPWI2bBSsNkOGLxhgQ4N5iyWB7jaTmCDkQAS0TdGUIDmj6FSvAo7tCZZLVPjVD0LC4hn3yNp1KIr_pE1qLTUthDI/s697/Blood%20&%20Water.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="697" data-original-width="514" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB3qrFSj4fULOgMrcfCv21hRnqFYDQOWHqbEQZB1UPd-A1Go2Vc3j03Dya4f3mmevO2R-nk25eATsL8tBEvMUou-3nOJhFlQaDsFSLPWI2bBSsNkOGLxhgQ4N5iyWB7jaTmCDkQAS0TdGUIDmj6FSvAo7tCZZLVPjVD0LC4hn3yNp1KIr_pE1qLTUthDI/w472-h640/Blood%20&%20Water.png" width="472" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Title: Blood & Water</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"> Author: Linda Armstrong-Miller</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"> Publisher: Dorrance Publishing</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"> Pages: 266</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"> Genre: Christian Thriller<br />
</span></p>
<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Lisa Rivers is a
genius with a photographic memory. She is the youngest, highest paid
computer designer for the Department of Defense. Her program promises no
more POWs and can be used domestically. No more missing children. So,
how is it that Lisa is kidnapped? How was her identity discovered? Is
she still alive and if so, can she be found before it is too late? </span></p>
<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Amazon: <a href="https://tinyurl.com/35nwbkz3">https://tinyurl.com/35nwbkz3 </a></span></p>
<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Barnes & Noble: <a href="https://tinyurl.com/bdcu442x">https://tinyurl.com/bdcu442x </a></span></p>
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has worked in the medical field for over twenty years. In that time she
has worked as a counselor, registered nurse in the emergency room, ICU,
Recovery Room, and she has worked with children placed in psychiatric
hospitals. She understands when a family is in crisis and she has been
with them during their time of distress, depression, anxiety and
difficulty. She believes in God and uses her belief as well as her
experience when writing. Blood and Water is her second book published.
Touched is her first book. Currently she is working on a young adult
trilogy. <p></p>
<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Website: <a href="http://www.lindaarmstrongmillerauthor.com">http://www.lindaarmstrongmillerauthor.com </a></span></p>
<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Twitter: <a href="https://twitter.com/lindaam1">https://twitter.com/lindaam1 </a></span></p>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;"><span style="color: black;"> Author: Kristina Mand-Lakhiani</span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;"><span style="color: black;"> Publisher: Hay House Publishing</span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;"><span style="color: black;"> Pages: 280</span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;"><span style="color: black;"> Genre:</span><span style="color: black;"> </span>Nonfiction</span><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash;"></span></span></p>
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</p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-6a0182e4-7fff-d643-a53b-8a71c652a737" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Perfection. We all dream of living by it, feeling it, </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">being</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> it…</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And it is in the name of perfection that we demonise our flaws, make ourselves ‘less-than,’ and render ourselves vulnerable to the shame of not being good enough.</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">We live in a society that subliminally encourages us to wear metaphorical masks, slay our inner sadness, and ignore our imperfections, or as Kristina refers to them, her ‘dragons.’ </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Even within the world of personal development and spirituality, toxic perfectionism lurks in the shadows. </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">In Kristina’s upcoming book </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Becoming Flawesome #BecomingFlawesome</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, she reflects on her own story, her </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">battle against perfectionism</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, and what it took for her to return to what she now deems to be her most authentic self. Being described as “</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">10 years worth of therapy in one book,</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">” </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Becoming Flawsome</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> is a celebration of our whole selves, warts and all, and the glory that is to be found in living in our truth. </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Every chapter is closed with reflection points and exercises to encourage the readers to dive deep into the essence of who they truly are, what their values are, and how to navigate an oftentimes overwhelming world. </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">In this book, Kristina breaks the mould as she takes the reader on a journey through:</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /><br /></span></span></p><ul style="margin-bottom: 0; margin-top: 0; padding-inline-start: 48px;"><li aria-level="1" dir="ltr" style="background-color: transparent; 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<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbOPoszGwkNBZfIAVowtto6V5ptVAGxzQx90DbNn7dddiJKs9Ka0iBbH-10LJPM8mc66ONENww-zIR953Z8rXmvgGOfNwenBtPvMJqtBusVnjlzwUTCkaCq7Ge1EIyInajpE3lWh3fXf-PaSm4slfJQJI4r6rAo34gwGNF3VyJvc5asxcrb4q5VM-ndA/s1158/Becoming%20Flawesome%202.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1158" data-original-width="388" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbOPoszGwkNBZfIAVowtto6V5ptVAGxzQx90DbNn7dddiJKs9Ka0iBbH-10LJPM8mc66ONENww-zIR953Z8rXmvgGOfNwenBtPvMJqtBusVnjlzwUTCkaCq7Ge1EIyInajpE3lWh3fXf-PaSm4slfJQJI4r6rAo34gwGNF3VyJvc5asxcrb4q5VM-ndA/w214-h640/Becoming%20Flawesome%202.gif" width="214" /></a></div><br />The Key to Living an Imperfectly Authentic Life<p></p>
<p>Introduction</p>
<p>Let’s Begin</p>
<p>It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a good book has to start with a proper introduction.</p>
<p>And by “proper” I mean that it has to prime the reader for the
journey, raise excitement and set expectations, explain the process, and
make reading the book an experience both profitable and smooth. After
all, we are about to spend some time together on this journey.</p>
<p>Therefore, I was not surprised when on the first meeting with my
publisher I was asked if I would consider writing a proper introduction
to my book. You see—the original manuscript started with a story of me
pondering my future book while standing in the shower, warm water
running down my back, and my finger absentmindedly drawing random
patterns on the fogged-up glass.</p>
<p>I started this book during the long years of successive COVID
confinements, and I was planning to self-publish it because I wanted the
freedom to make decisions about the book—how to write, what to write,
what stories to include, what kind of experience to offer to my reader.
So, naturally, it wasn’t following any universally acknowledged truths
or conventions.</p>
<p>Yet, by the time I had to present my book-baby to the world, I felt
that I wanted to give it the best possible future, and I had to face the
big decision between my heart and my brain: Will it be self-published
(heart), or will I work with a traditional publisher (brain)? Going the
traditional way meant facing more choices between my quirky and
obstinate self-expression and conventional ways of doing things.</p>
<p>This book is about finding your way back to yourself, about
understanding who you really are, accepting your dents and scratches,
your quirky uniqueness and even your flaws. It is about thriving in
being unapologetically you, most flawesomely.</p>
<p>This book has been through the hands of several editors ever since I
put the last stop on its original manuscript. This journey has been both
emotional and transformative for me. I had to face my biggest dragon by
far—my obstinate need for pure self-expression—over and over again.</p>
<p>When do you follow convention, and when do you stick to your own principles and values?</p>
<p>There is no simple answer to this question, except: you have to learn to balance.</p>
<p>If you follow all the rules that your peers expect you to follow, you
bet all there is on a slim chance of the grand prize, but you do it at
the price of your own unique self-expression. At times, I felt like I
had to “sell my soul to the devil” for a chance at success.</p>
<p>But if you obstinately stick to your own unique quirks and
principles, you might end up being unheard and misunderstood so
universally that there is no point in writing a book. For it is the
readers who make a writer. Without the readers, a book is just a private
diary.</p>
<p>Reader, will you judge me if I tell you that this book is a delicate
balance between convention and my own uniqueness? Of course, I want you
to succeed. But I cannot give you the proper introduction to my book
because every book is a journey. This book has been my journey, and</p>
<p>now it is yours. I walked my path to my true self, to understanding what makes me truly me . . .</p>
<p>and what of that unique quirkiness is simply noise. You see, your
flaws and your dragons are there for a reason—they make you who you are,
but they also hold the key to your biggest value, to your mightiest
strengths, if you choose to look your dragons in the eye.</p>
<p>Now I am hoping that you will take this journey with me to your
unique destination—to finding the path back to you. I will be your
companion on this journey, but it is yours to take.</p>
<p>So why wouldn’t I tell you what’s ahead? Imagine if Gandalf told
Bilbo Baggins that on his journey, he would encounter trolls, go through
a perilous enchanted forest, and face a dragon in a far-away mountain.
Wouldn’t that be a bit of a spoiler?</p>
<p>I want you to take this journey back to you without any spoilers,
with an open heart, and trust that the destination is going to be worth
your effort. Because becoming flawesome is the best gift you can give to
yourself.</p>
<p>So, if you are ready, let’s begin!</p>
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</p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;"><a href="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1BHYz1-0BzJ4XUOGIIZwnymF4WHLyQ8ZP/view?usp=share_link">Kristina Mand-Lakhiani </a>is an international speaker, entrepreneur, artist, philanthropist, and mother of 2 kids. As a co-founder of <a href="http://mindvalley.com/">Mindvalley</a>,
a leading publisher in the personal growth industry, Kristina dedicated
the last 20 years of her career from teachers like Michael Beckwith,
Bob Proctor, Lisa Nichols, and many more. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;">She
started her career in a government office in her native Estonia and, by
her mid-20s, achieved a level of success mostly known to male
politicians at the end of their careers. It was shortly after that
Kristina and her then-husband Vishen founded Mindvalley. From a small
meditation business operating out of the couple’s apartment in New York,
the company quickly grew into a global educational organization
offering top training for peak human performance to hundreds of
thousands of students all around the world. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;">Kristina
believes life is too important to be taken seriously and makes sure to
bring fun into every one of her roles: as a teacher, mother,
entrepreneur, philanthropist, and world traveller. Kristina helps her
students to virtually hack happiness by taking them through her unique
framework - “Hacking happiness” - a unique framework of balancing your
life, taking in every moment, and paying close attention to the small
daily choices. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;">Kristina is also the author of three transformational quests - <a href="https://kristinamand.com/7-days-to-happiness/">"7 Days To Happiness</a>", <a href="https://kristinamand.com/#programs">"Live By Your Own Rules.</a>”
and "The Art of Being Flawesome". Kristina talks about personal
transformation, authenticity, understanding and accepting oneself, and a
path to happiness.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;">In July 2023, with the help of Hay House Publishing, Kristina releases her very first book - "<a href="http://mindvalley.com/book/flawesome">Becoming Flawesome</a>"
#BecomingFlawesome. In her book, Kristina shares her own journey from
being on top of a personal growth empire like Mindvalley to stepping
aside, conscious uncoupling from her husband, and walking her path
towards being more honest with herself. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;">Website: <a href="https://kristinamand.com/">https://kristinamand.com/</a></span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Title: Hush Hush City</span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> Author: Jo Denning</span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> Publisher: Leabhar & Fola Publishing House</span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> Pages: 330</span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> Genre:</span><span style="color: black;"> </span>Dark Urban Fantasy Romance</span><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p>
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</p><p>Cruel Prince meets Law & Order in Hush Hush City, the
thrilling sequel to Dead Blood City and second installment in the
Saoirse Reilly series! Saoirse Reilly, police detective and wayward
psychic, is still reeling from the events of Dead Blood City. Her lies
are piling up but there’s no time to deal. She and her loved ones are in
danger once again. While investigating the murder of a Boston
blueblood, Reilly is drawn into a supernatural power struggle centuries
in the making. </p>
<p>Ancient monsters are prowling the streets and Domenico Alderisi,
newly installed vrykolakas master, needs Reilly’s help securing his
territory – which just so happens to be her hometown. Alderisi, once her
enemy, may be the only one who can save the city. But he has his own
agenda and a taste for Reilly’s blood. The only way for Reilly to
protect all she holds dear may be to rely on her two-faced teacher, Dr.
Emrys Somerled. The criminal psychologist and occult expert is something
more than human. If anyone can take on monsters, it’s him. And he’d
like to get closer to Reilly than ever before. There’s just one problem.
Somerled is keeping secrets, too, and there’s nothing more dangerous.
After all…</p>
<p>Stepping out of the silence is scary but secrets can kill.</p>
<p>Will Reilly escape the web of death and deception?</p>
<p>Find out in this urban fantasy meets gritty noir detective novel
featuring imperfect heroes and slow burn dark romance with beautiful
monsters who can’t be trusted.</p>
<p>Amazon: <a href="https://amzn.to/41Z1UUq">https://amzn.to/41Z1UUq</a></p>
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felt a shift in the air as the winding road through Boston’s jumbled
brick became a straight shot cutting through the tidy squares of
Cambridge. Full trees obscured my view of the pastel mansions along
Brattle Street aka The King’s Highway, a moniker worth a thousand words.
While a sense of belonging was a rarity in my life, the disconnect was
inescapable in the well-to-do neighborhood Somerled beckoned me to. </i><p></p>
<p><i>West Cambridge once housed revolutionaries and artists. Now the historic homes priced the average resident right out the door. </i></p>
<p><i>The good doctor must feel at ease here. </i></p>
<p><i>Me? I wanted to go back to bed in my barely-within-the-realm-of-reasonably-priced, cramped South End apartment. </i></p>
<p><i>What the fuck was I doing? </i></p>
<p><i>Not three months ago, I would’ve told Somerled to jump in the
Harbor if he told me to meet him anywhere at three thirty-two a.m. </i></p>
<p><i>Or anywhere at any time of day, for that matter. </i></p>
<p><i>Now I was parking my dusty Jeep on the street in front of some
Boston Brahmin’s inviting eight-foot-high steel fence. The vehicle took
the brunt of my frustration as I slammed the door. Manicured hedges
might have softened the fence but their lines were even harsher than the
metal tines piercing the night sky. </i></p>
<p><i>There was an intercom by the entrance. Before I could lift my hand to it, the gate creaked open. </i></p>
<p><i>Because that wasn’t creepy at all. </i></p>
<p><i>A fountain percolated in the center of the verdant grounds. Some
people milled around near the entryway. On closer inspection, I realized
they were statues. Bronze approximations of regular humans, unlike the
residents of the butter-yellow mansion at the other end of the
cobblestone path. </i></p>
<p><i>If the front yard was fancy, the house itself was fucking excessive. </i></p>
<p><i>It was at least four stories. Towering columns banked the grand
entrance and fussy white trim wrapped the windows. Multiple brick
chimneys stacked along the exterior walls for the multiple fireplaces
inside. The whole display was topped off with a balcony fit for Juliet
to hang from. </i></p>
<p><i>Jamming my hands in my pockets, I trotted down the stupidly long
front walk. I took the many, many front steps two at a time and stopped
at the front door. Now what? </i></p>
<p><i>The pure white door opened, depositing Somerled’s unfairly dapper
form onto the piazza. He wore a three-piece suit in burgundy plaid
despite the late summer heat because, well, you already know why. </i></p>
<p><i>“Ah, Saoirse,” he said, “I see you have arrived without issue. I
wondered if you would be too inebriated for travel at this time of
day.” </i></p>
<p><i>“Fuck you,” the curse dropped from my lips without conscious thought. “What do you want? And you’re welcome, by the way.” </i></p>
<p><i>I could be polite. </i></p>
<p><i>He smiled. “Of course. It is gratifying to find you here.” </i></p>
<p><i>“You told me to come here. And I stopped drinking! Fuck knows why. You’re the one—” </i></p>
<p><i>“So I did. Shall we go inside?” </i></p>
<p><i>I planted my feet on the piazza, arms crossing over my chest. “Not until you tell me what’s going on.” </i></p>
<p><i>“It appears one of my patients has been the victim of a homicide,” Somerled said as though commenting on the muggy weather. </i></p>
<p><i>“What?” </i></p>
<p><i>“I believe—” </i></p>
<p><i>“No, I heard you just… what?” I scrubbed my hands over my face. “What happened? Why are you here?” </i></p>
<p><i>He clicked his tongue. “His family requested my support with this
delicate matter.” “Okay,” I said, “you need to do whatever the cops tell
you.” </i></p>
<p><i>“Yes, and what is that?” </i></p>
<p><i>No. This is not happening. </i></p>
<p><i>“You did call the cops, right?” </i></p>
<p><i>“Obviously, I am currently engaged in that process,” he scoffed. </i></p>
<p><i>An inadvertent sound encompassing all of the frustration of interacting with Somerled escaped me. </i></p>
<p><i>“Saoirse?” </i></p>
<p><i>“No, not me,” I shouted. “Like the actual— Like dispatch!” </i></p>
<p><i>He laughed. He actually fucking laughed at me. “The actual police? To whom am I speaking?” </i></p>
<p><i>“What if the guy’s not dead?” My voice pitched higher with disbelief and a touch of panic. </i></p>
<p><i>“I assure you he is.” </i></p>
<p><i>My hands went from cradling my forehead to ripping out my hair. “Is the scene secure? Do you even know if it’s safe? What if—” </i></p>
<p><i>“Calm yourself,” he said. “It is your job to attend to such eventualities, is it not?” “For fuck’s sake. You stay out here.” </i></p>
<p><i>“It is a bit late for that, I am afraid.” </i></p>
<p><i>“Stay. Here.” I pointed to a patch of wood planking. “And call nine-one-one!” I threw open the door and stepped inside. </i></p>
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</p><p style="text-align: left;">Jo Denning is the author of the Saoirse
Reilly series. She has spent her career as a behavioral health
therapist supporting kids and teens who struggle with addiction. Jo
began writing supernatural crime thrillers as a way of processing the
traumatic things she has seen and heard. Her characters may be
supernatural but their stories, their fear, and their pain are real. So,
too, are the triumphs over impossible odds.<br /></p>
<p style="text-align: left;">When she’s not writing, Jo enjoys baking,
drawing, and watching trashy reality TV. She makes her home somewhere in
the contiguous United States with her husband, one fluffy cat, and one
barely domesticated cat.</p>
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box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"></p><p><span data-mce-style="font-size: 14pt;" style="font-size: 14pt;"></span></p></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEfd1lu8Kz1NM6NOEVpj427jdah2JhR6sqX7S8P471I_0NXGPr_rhssx4Ru8sCO1dHX_Y_R1KzrT3W-crWRuT6kh0z5h3WZxVdj1ihvIMekbRld3yhCkEH2Zcisu0Zlsod-XeiDOQ_rjebaJdXmCloZ6oQRwHZyqBaQfaerAU8NYBb_WjdvRTHQW-tZQ/s694/Smooth.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="575" data-original-width="694" height="530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEfd1lu8Kz1NM6NOEVpj427jdah2JhR6sqX7S8P471I_0NXGPr_rhssx4Ru8sCO1dHX_Y_R1KzrT3W-crWRuT6kh0z5h3WZxVdj1ihvIMekbRld3yhCkEH2Zcisu0Zlsod-XeiDOQ_rjebaJdXmCloZ6oQRwHZyqBaQfaerAU8NYBb_WjdvRTHQW-tZQ/w640-h530/Smooth.png" width="640" /></a></div><div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Title: Smooth: Life Hacks To Get You Smoothly Through Chemo</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"> Author: Celia Bonaduce</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"> Publisher: BookBaby</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"> Pages: 100</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"> Genre: Nonfiction<br />
</span></p>
<p><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">When cancer got in the
way of Celia traveling for her day job as a field producer on the hit
HGTV show, House Hunters, she did not let it stop her creativity. While
the road to her first nonfiction book was anything but SMOOTH, it was a
path that Celia felt compelled to explore. This collection of life hacks
comes from Celia’s own experiences living through chemo. </span></p>
<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;">Amazon:<a href="https://amzn.to/3pmQoFa"> https://amzn.to/3pmQoFa</a></span><p><span data-mce-style="font-size: 14pt;" style="font-size: 14pt;"></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwX5fwfa8X_ZOWqrVsfm3BPuRVnATj-K-76_UwNBVqPJHxnkFZizxnZT8wLQpWWLoX7oiagxM10QQF_QPnI4DyBhjeePJwUYFAgcpt8atx0SQWlWYaEeH81F-NvTrynPIR4MxY0y_oMDxX5yACNiEntWUDY4aRWBOxiedksWftEC7_IBnpGBNAXDk67g/s782/Smooth%20happy%20book%20birthday%202.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="618" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwX5fwfa8X_ZOWqrVsfm3BPuRVnATj-K-76_UwNBVqPJHxnkFZizxnZT8wLQpWWLoX7oiagxM10QQF_QPnI4DyBhjeePJwUYFAgcpt8atx0SQWlWYaEeH81F-NvTrynPIR4MxY0y_oMDxX5yACNiEntWUDY4aRWBOxiedksWftEC7_IBnpGBNAXDk67g/w506-h640/Smooth%20happy%20book%20birthday%202.jpg" width="506" /></a></div><p></p><p style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", "Bitstream Charter", Times, serif; font-weight: 700;"><span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span></span></p><p style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", "Bitstream Charter", Times, serif; font-weight: 700;"><span><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", "Bitstream Charter", Times, serif; font-weight: 700;"><span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLLYcij7jSwh7BUEJmoGteBpo2Rc2h8fg7leGoLwPZC6OXQV7z15QM44Zgwfl_A-fBy9MU8700CXTXrXOQJiLyUl6nqlYYuDrGSQVO5d59YJH8sPYxJai9iuyLf6h7omlcMfUALATA1TVXCfTFlg06XL9cBa7FlWl6Dh5RmS5HaJcPxnaOobSjYw5eLQ/s266/excerpt%20books.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="111" data-original-width="266" height="111" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLLYcij7jSwh7BUEJmoGteBpo2Rc2h8fg7leGoLwPZC6OXQV7z15QM44Zgwfl_A-fBy9MU8700CXTXrXOQJiLyUl6nqlYYuDrGSQVO5d59YJH8sPYxJai9iuyLf6h7omlcMfUALATA1TVXCfTFlg06XL9cBa7FlWl6Dh5RmS5HaJcPxnaOobSjYw5eLQ/s1600/excerpt%20books.png" width="266" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", "Bitstream Charter", Times, serif; font-weight: 700;"><span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></span></span><p></p>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">One test had led to the next and then the next. I’d had two mammograms, an ultrasound, and a biopsy. So when the call came, I was ready.</span></span></i></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">“Hi, Celia…” my doctor said, her voice trailing off. “It’s cancer.”</span></span></i></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">“Yeah,” I said, picturing my life as a novelist and a TV producer grinding to an immediate halt. “My village would have to be missing its idiot for me to not have suspected this.”</span></span></i></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">So then I did the breast cancer thing—lumpectomy, chemotherapy, and radiation. I learned a lot about breast cancer (for example, that mine was Stage 1-B triple-negative breast cancer). But here’s a secret: while there are lots of books out there about women’s personal stories during their breast cancer journeys, when you’re going through it, you don’t give a rat’s ass about anyone else’s story. You just want to know how to get through it yourself.</span></span></i></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">This isn’t a personal retrospective, nor is it a medical journal. But I do have some recommendations I’d like to pass along—just some ideas that might make your life easier during this most stressful of times. All the products mentioned are my personal favorites from my own chemo adventure. No company has endorsed, sponsored, or bribed me. The photographs of the products are beautiful and professional looking because my beautiful and professional friend Justine shot them.</span></span></i></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">As you start your journey, you will wonder where you will get the mental as well as physical strength to voluntarily show up for chemo month after month. But you will find that strength or that strength will find you. I hope these tips will make your trip easier.</span></span></i></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Because it’s all about you.</span></span></i></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">As it should be.</span></span></i></h2>
<p style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", "Bitstream Charter", Times, serif; font-weight: 700;"><span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR1fGEXX_5xyzSvior6glgwgSgQB11d8OcHAEToN-esWFqtU9XcmioTOHGHmz_A4od5BLlCRR7eZVB7R6ce0v39UZeXDlmtB-5tyg1z6U8veNKbN3pdXJOC6qqjKiQw3TuGIoOtd8507nu2d_QK0j9r5suZ0glJdB-r8yZTfCf650kVIUSxUd9FtWiGA/s581/About%20the%20Author%203.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="112" data-original-width="581" height="78" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR1fGEXX_5xyzSvior6glgwgSgQB11d8OcHAEToN-esWFqtU9XcmioTOHGHmz_A4od5BLlCRR7eZVB7R6ce0v39UZeXDlmtB-5tyg1z6U8veNKbN3pdXJOC6qqjKiQw3TuGIoOtd8507nu2d_QK0j9r5suZ0glJdB-r8yZTfCf650kVIUSxUd9FtWiGA/w400-h78/About%20the%20Author%203.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /><b style="box-sizing: border-box;"><div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400;"><p><span data-mce-style="font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 14pt; color: #000000;" style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTMOkYwcvxVI4-7RthXMrwaBAlJxnD3aMwvx3sR1p8WQ1MkMoIjYM0j9E6h4p4udyjof-wbe78rPSuzaumn70yMpsZjDy9kkhLZsKrdATH5xdwArplvBz3RafbefNs1ELfhI6UvK58j0p9ITVU88dm4A5-QFf5IM6sE4XXo4_SRDHDE67rC9QcqLg3Mw/s592/Celia%20Bonaduce.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="592" data-original-width="545" height="406" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTMOkYwcvxVI4-7RthXMrwaBAlJxnD3aMwvx3sR1p8WQ1MkMoIjYM0j9E6h4p4udyjof-wbe78rPSuzaumn70yMpsZjDy9kkhLZsKrdATH5xdwArplvBz3RafbefNs1ELfhI6UvK58j0p9ITVU88dm4A5-QFf5IM6sE4XXo4_SRDHDE67rC9QcqLg3Mw/w374-h406/Celia%20Bonaduce.png" width="374" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br />Celia Bonaduce is an
award-winning novelist, podcast writer, and television producer. Celia
spent fifteen years as a producer-director in lifestyle programming on
shows that include ABC’s Extreme Makeover: Home Edition and HGTV’s House
Hunters and Tiny House Hunters. As a novelist with Kensington
Publishing, Celia has written three trilogies: the Venice Beach
Romances, the Fat Chance, Texas series, and the Tiny House Novels. The
Tiny House Novel series won top honors with a Grand Finalist nod from
the New Apple Official Selection, first place in the Book Excellence
Awards and Gold from both the National Federation of Press Women and the
Elite Choice Awards. Celia is also a co-author of <i>A Texas Kind of Christmas</i>, an Amazon #1 Best Seller in Historical Romance that took Gold from the National Federation of Press Women. </span><p></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">Website: <a href="https://www.celiabonaduce.com">https://www.celiabonaduce.com </a></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">Twitter: <a href="https://www.twitter.com/CeliaBonaduce">https://www.twitter.com/CeliaBonaduce </a></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">Facebook: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/CeliaBonaduceAuthor">https://www.facebook.com/CeliaBonaduceAuthor </a></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">Instagram: <a href="https://www.instagram.com/celiabonaduce">https://www.instagram.com/celiabonaduce </a></span></span></p>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">Bookbub: <a href="https://www.bookbub.com/authors/celia-bonaduce">https://www.bookbub.com/authors/celia-bonaduce</a></span></span></div><div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400;"><span face=""Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); color: #333333; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400;"> </span></div></b><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="box-sizing: border-box;"><div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400; text-align: left;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXbdFNhNs4bSJFSYQxliqR9ZIt10kejCB1h_A8WZ2kFWZqUabRq5LobGeIAwA51oNgYKiVf0rwASmBp63Q787-PHDkm_DMv1mDNiPmTIWHsCyAQ3FarS9xkq3p6p8LY26_MaAw49H3Ry_T0fdp3VLxcn42o-1nWY2__xF0_lu9-BJnFke2Whch9gWEIA/s306/giveaway%20books.png" style="margin-left: 1em; 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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> Author: Jude Hopkins</span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> Publisher: Wild Rose Press</span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> Pages: 292</span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> Genre:</span><span style="color: black;"> </span>Women's Fiction</span><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p>
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</p><p>It’s September 1995, the first year of the rest of HADLEY TODD’S life. After a decade in Los Angeles, trying and failing to launch her career as a playwright, Hadley has returned to her hometown in rural New York to write and to be closer to her lonely, ailing father–not that he always welcomes the help. Between looking after him and teaching Shakespeare to teenage malcontents at the local high school, Hadley is determined to produce a masterpiece before 36. She even joins a writing group, thinking the structure will keep her focused. Hadley hopes to channel her recent heartbreak from being dumped in L.A. into writing a play about the last moment of a woman’s innocence, a play that an agent friend in Hollywood has promised to produce. But she struggles with writer’s block and seeks inspiration.</p>
<p>Enter TREY HARDING, a young, handsome sports reporter for a local radio station who covers sports at the high school where Hadley teaches. Trey reminds Hadley of her L.A. ex and is the perfect spark to touch off her imagination. Trey has two girlfriends who work at the school, giving Hadley a great perch from which to watch and write down their interactions. The fact that Trey is an aspiring rock star and she has L.A. record biz connections makes the alliance perfect. She dangles promises of music biz glory while watching his moves. But after they both go to Hollywood, Hadley learns that believing in herself is all the inspiration she needs.<br /></p>
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<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><i><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivl3rlp3zrKrSvqiesupOsgmw2A94WKk0SYBIk_ucNonrDC4mPIcIszengSfmmaWS8ggi1blTxJkQifIXii2ZjyL0lVrQqrv5e61BYBKV6jzDjVV2Jk6-D-FCckvoDlJMmdQSOzc3-WpCRQosFgyapo8Tty2rj4cIo7IEsnUIc9dvprijrCn6KXOE/s1158/Babe%20in%20the%20Woods%207.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1158" data-original-width="400" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivl3rlp3zrKrSvqiesupOsgmw2A94WKk0SYBIk_ucNonrDC4mPIcIszengSfmmaWS8ggi1blTxJkQifIXii2ZjyL0lVrQqrv5e61BYBKV6jzDjVV2Jk6-D-FCckvoDlJMmdQSOzc3-WpCRQosFgyapo8Tty2rj4cIo7IEsnUIc9dvprijrCn6KXOE/w222-h640/Babe%20in%20the%20Woods%207.gif" width="222" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">She gazed into his face, his high color, those light eyes comprising both shades of teal and blue at once. If he kisses me again, I won’t stop him this time.</span></span></i></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">“Listen,” he said while taking her right hand in his. “We shook these hands on a deal that said you’d introduce me to someone in the music biz, right?”</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">She nodded. His hand was smooth and dry. She ever-so-slightly tightened her fingers in his grip.</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">“Then let’s skip these so-called lessons. I’ve already made arrangements through a friend to get a demo made this weekend. So all you have to do is honor that handshake and arrange for me to meet your connection in Hollywood, OK? Just a name, a phone call to introduce me.”</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">Her play would fail with no inspiration. And stuck with carrying out the worst part of the deal! How did this happen?</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">“OK,” she said, but not in a commanding voice.</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">“Good,” he said. He released her hand, breaking what she worried might be the last physical connection she’d ever have with him.</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">He grabbed his guitar case and headed for the door.</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">“Wait!” she shouted at him, taking long strides to keep him from leaving. “One more thing. What about you?”</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">“What about me what?”</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">“You. Have you ever fallen in love?”</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">He winked at her. “All the time.”</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">She’d have the last word, something she realized was important to her. “I think it’s wrong, all these women you lead on. Don’t you? I mean, they may get attached, fall for you. But you seem to use them, to see what you can get out of them for your own purposes. I think that’s wrong, They’re human beings, after all. With feelings.”</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">He turned around, his eyes drained of any light. “They use me, too. It’s not like they’re not getting anything out of it.”</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">“What am I getting out of this?” she asked him, if not rhetorically.</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">He stood on one hip, a move that made him appear more rakish than usual. “I really don’t know, Miss Todd. I wondered that myself. I thought perhaps you were bored or intrigued. Or maybe you’re a control freak.” He took a step toward her so he was within half an inch of her face. “Or maybe you’re just like the rest and can’t resist me.”</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">Hadley stood her ground. “How do you know when it’s over? The moment when love, or lust, turns into something else. Something not as passionate?”</i></span></h2>
<h2 class="wp-block-heading"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">“I don’t think about it,” he said, returning her gaze. “It’s something that happens. Maybe it’s not one moment. It just is.”</i></span></h2>
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</p><p style="text-align: left;">Jude Hopkins has published essays in The Los Angeles Times, Medium, and elsewhere, as well as poetry in numerous journals and magazines. Her work can be found on her website at <a href="http://www.judehopkinswriting.net">judehopkinswriting.net</a>.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Twitter: <a href="http://www.twitter.com/HeyJudeNotJudy">www.twitter.com/HeyJudeNotJudy</a></p>
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Enjoy!</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px;" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMZaFPQ6GGyxNVhkX1JROth8zso8PTCPs2swFL7pKBvEyeUZ-T3GBS5wE0IVsSlv4ChCOpcMOO05r2Uf6VpoF7AXTRB2b-ylSaxVsCHp3PsJGpYtCYKM7B8fhlJJ-mbSUHlHyRxjzz9MMwLtwKlgoFDYnfwQCaKhNjZs4gk_7_DUuKbJYGpZ1AgW4z/s640/Fateful%20Connections%2012.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="441" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMZaFPQ6GGyxNVhkX1JROth8zso8PTCPs2swFL7pKBvEyeUZ-T3GBS5wE0IVsSlv4ChCOpcMOO05r2Uf6VpoF7AXTRB2b-ylSaxVsCHp3PsJGpYtCYKM7B8fhlJJ-mbSUHlHyRxjzz9MMwLtwKlgoFDYnfwQCaKhNjZs4gk_7_DUuKbJYGpZ1AgW4z/w588-h441/Fateful%20Connections%2012.jpg" width="588" /></a></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">The Top Five Things You Might Not Know About Fateful Connections</span><br /></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><b><span face="Arial, sans-serif" lang="EN-CA" style="line-height: 21.4px;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">By Karen Charles</span></span></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><b><span face="Arial, sans-serif" lang="EN-CA" style="line-height: 21.4px;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span></span></b></p><p></p><li><span style="font-size: medium;">At a Christmas brunch my friend, Sandy, told a story of what happened to her brother<br />who was at a CEO conference on 9/11. I was so intrigued by the bazaar events that I<br />decided to develop it into a Thriller.</span></li><li><span style="font-size: medium;">After I heard the story my book is based on, it took a year and a half before I began<br />writing the manuscript.</span></li><li><span style="font-size: medium;">I own a condo in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico where one of my characters in the book lives.</span></li><li><span style="font-size: medium;">The ranch setting in Santa Clarita, California is owned by my son.</span></li><li><span style="font-size: medium;">One of the characters in the book is very much like me.</span></li><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s1600/books4.png" style="color: #3778cd; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="433" height="147" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s320/books4.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="320" /></a></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><h2 style="background-color: white; border-bottom: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); color: #444444; font-family: Crushed; font-size: 20px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px -15px; padding: 0.6em 15px 0.5em; position: relative; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;">About Karen Charles<br /></span></h2><div style="background-color: white; border-top: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; padding-top: 8px;"><div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK9sHacvUnU8XrdRhKhsZKCPp-n0cXJnQ9CSX5jP0IW3LWQZx5C-LqBfoSjGOd54xbYzVyFZ9uPgg37G71AfP6hbKZrPdY05kvA7OGnq5nGIEY-gCX2-kuDAMB1cqnwoskDm_KDn9KtpzByjZiQh59EESw3XHbYs1LhMs3u0j3LUTvGFebl8nxNQFK/s526/Karen%20Charles%20author.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="526" data-original-width="367" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK9sHacvUnU8XrdRhKhsZKCPp-n0cXJnQ9CSX5jP0IW3LWQZx5C-LqBfoSjGOd54xbYzVyFZ9uPgg37G71AfP6hbKZrPdY05kvA7OGnq5nGIEY-gCX2-kuDAMB1cqnwoskDm_KDn9KtpzByjZiQh59EESw3XHbYs1LhMs3u0j3LUTvGFebl8nxNQFK/s320/Karen%20Charles%20author.jpg" width="223" /></a></div><br />Karen Charles is a children’s book author
and educator. She lives with her husband on a beautiful bay in
Washington State. Her latest book is the thriller, Fateful Connections.<p></p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Website: <a href="https://karenrabe18.wixsite.com/my-site-2">https://karenrabe18.wixsite.com/my-site-2</a></p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Twitter: <span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash;"><a href="https://twitter.com/karenra24229683">https://twitter.com/karenra24229683</a></span></p></div></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s1600/books4.png" style="color: #3778cd; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="433" height="147" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s320/books4.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="320" /></a></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><h2 style="background-color: white; border-bottom: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); color: #444444; font-family: Crushed; font-size: 20px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px -15px; padding: 0.6em 15px 0.5em; position: relative; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;">About Fateful Connections<br /></span></h2><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCXYrm3Ndm9W_UBSgJPLhBIrWAOuLzeKRwzpPybq02ykTsa1SxFNqKkhykQiN4HykH1K_dH_z-noS6PFBY5VmqgPxf-KujELl-TMdXIB3SxBfDRYSoI8K1JVp1BQcrwiHzONT7H0EekDANrAp0ZLNFZ43PLRerAo6Xu9wej1IRjSV8-EXfSTmDdiJH/s715/Fateful%20Connections.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="529" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCXYrm3Ndm9W_UBSgJPLhBIrWAOuLzeKRwzpPybq02ykTsa1SxFNqKkhykQiN4HykH1K_dH_z-noS6PFBY5VmqgPxf-KujELl-TMdXIB3SxBfDRYSoI8K1JVp1BQcrwiHzONT7H0EekDANrAp0ZLNFZ43PLRerAo6Xu9wej1IRjSV8-EXfSTmDdiJH/w474-h640/Fateful%20Connections.png" width="474" /></a></div><p>Fateful Connections tells the story of four people brought together
by the tragic events of 9/11 in the United States. These four
individuals were attending a conference in Seattle, Washington, and
found it nearly impossible to make it back to their homes, which were
scattered across the country. They decide to rent a car and drive
together, as they cannot get any flights home. As rental cars are also
impossible to come upon, they find a friend who has access to a
repossessed car, which he is willing to rent out. Unbeknownst to the
friends, the rightful owner of the car wants his car back, and as they
find out, hidden inside the car are drugs and guns. What ensues is a
dangerous journey which impacts the four friends’ lives forever. The
story follows them on their harrowing journey home, then one and two
years later as they meet up for an annual reunion. </p>
<p>The strengths of this story are the easy-to-read narrative and
compelling plot. The author introduces four intriguing main characters,
as well as a number of antagonists, who hunt down the friends and engage
in dangerous and illegal plans to not only recapture their guns and
drugs, but also kill the friends so there are no witnesses to their
illegal activities. The reader is instantly drawn into the storyline,
and moves along with the characters as they experience fear, joy, love,
and relief. The plot is compelling, and the reader cannot help but
become invested in the lives of these four main characters.</p>
<p>Amazon: <a href="https://amzn.to/41WDECT">https://amzn.to/41WDECT</a></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDTtymdFaXy0tdL8vA8J_uVpr7CREbRhkBF80YXGK_7PuXHKo_roaDEfP2Oub_OfKJIWodcVFu_nfZtnjeI1Uxzxs4CzFyrS0ileQCk3q8KOASR5ha3RYN6MBIUQ5at0Pwe68whDKsLX01Dk5J2N_U_8hudFSOSe7rOWH3CpPX-k2GMGJjKZBKOmLs/s688/Fateful%20Connections%20Banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="221" data-original-width="688" height="129" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDTtymdFaXy0tdL8vA8J_uVpr7CREbRhkBF80YXGK_7PuXHKo_roaDEfP2Oub_OfKJIWodcVFu_nfZtnjeI1Uxzxs4CzFyrS0ileQCk3q8KOASR5ha3RYN6MBIUQ5at0Pwe68whDKsLX01Dk5J2N_U_8hudFSOSe7rOWH3CpPX-k2GMGJjKZBKOmLs/w400-h129/Fateful%20Connections%20Banner.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p></p><p style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Cherry Swash"; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"></p><p style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Cherry Swash"; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p><p> </p><p><br />
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<p></p><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380473188666774789.post-87583673682391785642023-06-13T08:30:00.005-04:002023-06-23T12:51:29.854-04:00Character Guest Post: Mildred of W.L. Brooks' CROSSING A FINE LINE #characterday<p> </p><h3 class="post-title entry-title" itemprop="name"><a href="https://asthepageturns.blogspot.com/2022/07/character-guest-post-katie-scott-of.html"></a>
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<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Welcome to McKays. Why don’t you take a seat here at the counter, and I’ll pour you a glass of sweet tea to start? Name’s Mildred, and I’ll be serving you today. You one of them reporters from the city? We’ve got a lot of y’all coming through here since we had those murders all them years ago, but we here in Blue Creek tend to let the dead lie. How about some lunch?</span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">How’s that taste to ya? Good. Oh, yeah, I’ve known the McKay girls since Pops adopted them nearly twenty years ago now. There’s nothing wrong with those girls, and they were raised right. And yes, I know this town is rumored to have swept a lot under the proverbial rug, but maybe it’s not our secrets that shape us, you know? Y’all are always trying to stir the pot. What good comes from unearthing the past? None, that’s what. Now you eat up, and I’ll check on you in a bit. </span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Do you want some dessert? The boss and her brother-in-law make some tasty treats. I’ll get you a slice of pie. Here you go. Want some coffee to go with it? Cream? Sugar? Heard about that too, did you? We had a former sheriff’s deputy go missing last year, but they found her. Probably what brought you here, huh? It was hard to swallow the truth behind that mask—whoever would have thought? Anyway, I’m getting away from myself. Would you like anything else? More coffee?</span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Here’s the tab. Yeah, that’s Sheriff Noah Reed, who just walked in. You can talk to him if you want, but he won’t say much. Most people ‘round here aren’t too happy with him, seeing as how he brought Fletcher in for questioning. Those two have been enemies for as long as I can remember, but sometimes I wonder… What? Sorry. Yes, Fletcher McKay was the one kidnapped. She’s a strong woman, let me tell you, but she’s often crossing a fine line between—oh, listen to me going on, let me get you your change. No change? Thank you, and thanks for stopping into McKay’s diner. Have a great day. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">-- Mildred <br /></span></p>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"> Author: W.L. Brooks</span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span>
<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"> Publisher: The Wild Rose Press</span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span>
<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"> Pages: 314</span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span>
<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"> Genre: </span>Romantic Suspense<span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p>
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</p><p>Fletcher J. McKay has been shot, driven insane, and tortured by a
madman, so what’s one more psycho coming after her? But this foe’s
disturbing attempts to extinguish Fletch’s light leave her shaken.
Running out of options, she must consort with the enemy.</p><p>Fletcher
is undoubtedly Sheriff Noah Reed’s nemesis. Their discord began with an
irrevocable outcome of an unforeseeable trauma, but duty demands he
keeps her safe. The closer he gets, the more his loathing turns to lust.</p><p>Devastated
by loss, Fletcher agrees to go into Noah’s protective custody. Passion
takes them across the boundaries of their animosity, but is their
tentative bond enough? Or is the line between love and hate, as with
life and death, fixed.</p>
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<p>Amazon (paperback): <a href="https://amzn.to/3FJd33G">https://amzn.to/3FJd33G</a> <br /></p><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0HcGnguMkG-S-M4UmRhDU7hSq_dkCNW6APkhyphenhyphen2e9bp3cm43UJgwiPCRAosUx11k-e-5YUzCVT5J7u0l7CS6gAS0Ust5jc5MjM1sxb_gqLwQOre5v-a1nZxl6AUGy8OQcNQrh6F8zFfBc/s468/call+from+home+about+the+author.png" style="color: #4d469c; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="107" data-original-width="468" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0HcGnguMkG-S-M4UmRhDU7hSq_dkCNW6APkhyphenhyphen2e9bp3cm43UJgwiPCRAosUx11k-e-5YUzCVT5J7u0l7CS6gAS0Ust5jc5MjM1sxb_gqLwQOre5v-a1nZxl6AUGy8OQcNQrh6F8zFfBc/s320/call+from+home+about+the+author.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="320" /></a></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTvez33WfFOuw5vmHyzkfjKP3V0fxFC2rTYrq6jc8y1BnKj_-Ehdefw1bfvIMaRZdqK1sHTLwTe3Y7Hn8dm6Uuo72yhDqWXI9ZdZtTMUOyn6LCAcUKT6j3W3wVenRcpd8x2Ij5JKRgY4xMCRUAs__DFSTbfhzeUQbiy1JR6PLbL8RTntgp_ylsEwRr/s266/W.L.%20Brooks%20lg.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="266" data-original-width="200" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTvez33WfFOuw5vmHyzkfjKP3V0fxFC2rTYrq6jc8y1BnKj_-Ehdefw1bfvIMaRZdqK1sHTLwTe3Y7Hn8dm6Uuo72yhDqWXI9ZdZtTMUOyn6LCAcUKT6j3W3wVenRcpd8x2Ij5JKRgY4xMCRUAs__DFSTbfhzeUQbiy1JR6PLbL8RTntgp_ylsEwRr/s1600/W.L.%20Brooks%20lg.jpg" width="200" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;">W.L. Brooks was born with an active
imagination. When characters come into her mind, she has to give them a
life- a chance to tell their stories. With a coffee cup in her hand and
a cat by her side, she spends her days letting the ideas flow onto
paper. A voracious reader, she draws her inspiration from mystery,
romance, suspense and a dash of the paranormal.</span><p></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black;">A native of Virginia Beach, she is
currently living in Western North Carolina. Pick up her latest novel,
Unearthing the Past - available now!</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black;">Website: <a href="http://www.wlbrooks.com/">www.wlbrooks.com</a></span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black;">Facebook: <a href="http://www.facebook.com/authorwlbrooks">http://www.facebook.com/authorwlbrooks</a></span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black;">Goodreads: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16200243.W_L_Brooks">https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16200243.W_L_Brooks</a></span></span></p></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380473188666774789.post-44979224068145065122023-06-07T08:30:00.005-04:002023-06-07T08:30:57.491-04:00It's your book birthday BABE IN THE WOODS!<div><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQmB_5_ERndCCrnatUQZxXgzU5NF4gKt_Gx4STav5NoKIgZcS2i6tpQRMIhueL6bjTRgxKKHTG3EV17lmPoP1D8Wd8RQ8jpFqCZ1VpTFxSPFPwzmxvhIrNlF3B2lvGpLasmV8uI-jZEqjV5xTotAs1KHsmeXQdUiQKsYYSrkixD-wDhiPqOWaz3VE/s640/Babe%20in%20the%20Woods%20Happy%20Book%20Birthday.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="439" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQmB_5_ERndCCrnatUQZxXgzU5NF4gKt_Gx4STav5NoKIgZcS2i6tpQRMIhueL6bjTRgxKKHTG3EV17lmPoP1D8Wd8RQ8jpFqCZ1VpTFxSPFPwzmxvhIrNlF3B2lvGpLasmV8uI-jZEqjV5xTotAs1KHsmeXQdUiQKsYYSrkixD-wDhiPqOWaz3VE/w585-h439/Babe%20in%20the%20Woods%20Happy%20Book%20Birthday.jpg" width="585" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><span>We're
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color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><span>Congratulations, Jude, on your women's fiction new release, Babe in the Woods!</span></span></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFSxXkYk6elEsXXFOw5yoiqYZ1Rv28o7Y9S1Hsqsr5hJzAlVBB55G_bzFBp5COvUrCdGtM-cXPtHmvhe29AItjnz9a5jASTf9CqrK_ST_0WCHF1yyTDMg4VVE3F58zeJPRQcY-Uuta65A/s1600/balloons+2.png" style="color: #15a3a3; 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float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1158" data-original-width="400" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH7AIw4hTdoNHsoThzhM_o_nbiQGn6kocWIaeCkF9AzCTYsLemn43kVwn9F_M9MBxDxcwCiQVQl4Jr_yCmaIAYGj5fkld5nLJrbyYHlmRe_4DWh7QMwF_HBKa_-tiNyxgp0pEegw_Kcqup0sY9QBpQNXlM5vA2B10wHp4NTpq2gbPkigUsuCLFtlE/w222-h640/Babe%20in%20the%20Woods%207.gif" width="222" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;"><span style="font-size: large;">It's
September 1995, the first year of the rest of HADLEY TODD'S life. After
a decade in Los Angeles, trying and failing to launch her career as a
playwright, Hadley has returned to her hometown in rural New York to
write and to be closer to her lonely, ailing father - not that he always
welcomes the help. Between looking after him and teaching Shakespeare
to teenage malcontents at the local high school, Hadley is determined to
produce a masterpiece before 36. She even joins a writing group,
thinking the structure will keep her focused. Hadley hopes to channel
her recent heartbreak from being dumped in L.A. into writing a play
about the last moment of a woman's innocence, a play that an agent
friend in Hollywood has promised to produce. But she struggles with
writer's block and seeks inspiration.</span></span> <p></p><p><span data-mce-style="font-size: 14pt;" style="font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: large;">Enter
TREY HARDING, a young, handsome sports reporter for a local radio
station who covers sports at the high school where Hadley teaches. Trey
reminds Hadley of her L.A. ex and is the perfect spark to touch off her
imagination. Trey has two girlfriends who work at the school, giving
Hadley a great perch from which to watch and write down their
interactions. The fact that Trey is an aspiring rock star and she has
L.A. record biz connections makes the alliance perfect. She dangles
promises of music biz glory while watching his moves. But after they
both go to Hollywood, Hadley learns that believing in herself is all the
inspiration she needs. </span></p><p><span data-mce-style="font-size: 14pt;" style="font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: large;">Amazon: <a data-mce-href="https://amzn.to/41FoWQa" href="https://amzn.to/41FoWQa">https://amzn.to/41FoWQa</a> </span></p><p><span data-mce-style="font-size: 14pt;" style="font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: large;">Barnes & Noble: <a data-mce-href="https://bit.ly/451nn20" href="https://bit.ly/451nn20">https://bit.ly/451nn20</a></span></p><p><span data-mce-style="font-size: 14pt;" style="font-size: 14pt;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibDGGkpMQuNOBP62fTNQ-u9g1A4wfXjL3W_dV-3XEg7ZMCzGy6O_Ay3i0zMBK_Mw-4CYdQ0omG9ugKtky_55oAzUeLThXfthTvT4TxTsDp53t0O3_KPa29TckWtH2flcON1t8u-DIR7pYvEIKkkZ2BxMJ-bxcH5Vz5wCEmuQLlsCaw-etS2K_WQ7I/s839/Babe%20in%20the%20Woods%20happy%20birthday.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="839" data-original-width="547" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibDGGkpMQuNOBP62fTNQ-u9g1A4wfXjL3W_dV-3XEg7ZMCzGy6O_Ay3i0zMBK_Mw-4CYdQ0omG9ugKtky_55oAzUeLThXfthTvT4TxTsDp53t0O3_KPa29TckWtH2flcON1t8u-DIR7pYvEIKkkZ2BxMJ-bxcH5Vz5wCEmuQLlsCaw-etS2K_WQ7I/w418-h640/Babe%20in%20the%20Woods%20happy%20birthday.jpg" width="418" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", "Bitstream Charter", Times, serif; font-weight: 700;"><span><span style="font-size: x-large;">About Jude Hopkins</span></span></span><br /></p><b style="box-sizing: border-box;"><div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400;"><p><span data-mce-style="font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 14pt; color: #000000;" style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFLlEg9phDYJhA0Kmn5ZLGtdZaYhAGlDUOa0FzfkyYgs2TyY7R-iU_jXaSvZpgDHZ2MDqxE5Ol4sh5Lesy9W5xUxdMG_BBDfpElp50_IIa_gOqezL5TdjzyK8KMsqwGG_qr0bUZPGc-Xlv3ELlWpTPWZZisF536D-1v5Il5XFcwEY86V8EKFw36_c/s556/Jude%20Hopkins.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="538" data-original-width="556" height="310" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFLlEg9phDYJhA0Kmn5ZLGtdZaYhAGlDUOa0FzfkyYgs2TyY7R-iU_jXaSvZpgDHZ2MDqxE5Ol4sh5Lesy9W5xUxdMG_BBDfpElp50_IIa_gOqezL5TdjzyK8KMsqwGG_qr0bUZPGc-Xlv3ELlWpTPWZZisF536D-1v5Il5XFcwEY86V8EKFw36_c/s320/Jude%20Hopkins.png" width="320" /></a></div><br />Jude
Hopkins has published essays in The Los Angeles Times, Medium, and
elsewhere, as well as poetry in numerous journals and magazines. Her
work can be found on her website at <a data-mce-href="http://www.judehopkinswriting.net" href="http://www.judehopkinswriting.net">judehopkinswriting.net</a>. <p></p><p><span data-mce-style="font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 14pt; color: #000000;" style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 14pt;">Twitter: <a data-mce-href="http://www.twitter.com/HeyJudeNotJudy" href="http://www.twitter.com/HeyJudeNotJudy">www.twitter.com/HeyJudeNotJudy </a></span><br data-mce-bogus="1" /></p><span data-mce-style="font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 14pt; color: #000000;" style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 14pt;">Medium: <a data-mce-href="https://medium.com/@heyjudehopkins" href="https://medium.com/@heyjudehopkins">https://medium.com/@heyjudehopkins</a></span></div><div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400;"><span face=""Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); 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box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><br /><br /></p><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380473188666774789.post-34144875190260991492023-05-30T00:00:00.000-04:002023-05-30T00:00:00.142-04:00📙 A Bookish Word or Two with Evy Journey, Author THE SHADE UNDER THE MANGO TREE #abookishword<div><p style="text-align: center;"> <br /></p><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLelgRgBXw5azMvuQFYhmWKXFMNAGLuOFGNgw-PFc7X_HpZB6uTsigAcQ1fvif5gFh8liduxoHq0YuUldfFtRJuKHsU-UfXbCjW76VZaX2ZD1OZeC0nX12dqFb8KrgIGMlwYBV-AHRHT8/s1600/A+Bookish+Word.png" style="color: #3778cd; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="64" data-original-width="771" height="33" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLelgRgBXw5azMvuQFYhmWKXFMNAGLuOFGNgw-PFc7X_HpZB6uTsigAcQ1fvif5gFh8liduxoHq0YuUldfFtRJuKHsU-UfXbCjW76VZaX2ZD1OZeC0nX12dqFb8KrgIGMlwYBV-AHRHT8/s400/A+Bookish+Word.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;"><br />On A Bookish Word or Two, we have a guest post from Evy Journey, author of <i>The Shade Under the Mango Tree</i>. Enjoy!</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px;" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbEhlPuPk7NW8dR_MWAd0AMG7epfzb4QPFtR3KfCvSU_fcWvp3nc3acrOfICjH6AbPzy02sFQZkBOEy7qeHaOmT6cOMV1e0PHo0sztTl3_qqt2p5SeCo0xn7MEgPaSdTpSH9ZP5M61hn_T9b8--DG3b2YGmYxz2thhGHwCEmusznl0Ho3LWonunDLN/s640/The%20Shade%20Under%20the%20Mango%20Tree%2019.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="419" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbEhlPuPk7NW8dR_MWAd0AMG7epfzb4QPFtR3KfCvSU_fcWvp3nc3acrOfICjH6AbPzy02sFQZkBOEy7qeHaOmT6cOMV1e0PHo0sztTl3_qqt2p5SeCo0xn7MEgPaSdTpSH9ZP5M61hn_T9b8--DG3b2YGmYxz2thhGHwCEmusznl0Ho3LWonunDLN/w558-h419/The%20Shade%20Under%20the%20Mango%20Tree%2019.jpg" width="558" /></a></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather;"><b>7 Things You Might Not Know About The Shade Under the Mango Tree</b></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather;"><b>By Evy Journey</b></span><span style="font-family: Merriweather;"><b><br /></b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Alegreya;"></span></span>
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</p><ol><li>A small, short journal I unearthed from a box in my garage inspired me to use the epistolary device to tell much of the story.</li><li>I’ve
made the mango salad in the story using a Vietnamese recipe for green
papaya salad, substituting green (unripe) mango for the green papaya.</li><li>I
usually situate my stories in places I’ve lived in or have visited. But
I’ve never been to Cambodia, where half of the action takes place. To
learn about Cambodia, I interviewed a young man who grew up in Cambodia
and lived for a while in the west. I also read books and online articles
about its current society and traditions, as well as the experiences of
survivors of the Khmer genocide. I also watched a few movies.</li><li>Two movies currently on Netflix depict the Cambodian genocide: Angelina Jolie’s <i>First They Killed My Father</i> and a French graphic animation, <i>Funan. </i>Maybe, the first film ever made of it is <i>The Killing Fields </i>(1984), about five years after this particular holocaust ended.</li><li>Towards
the middle of writing the story, I switched the male protagonist’s
profession from computer science to architecture as a tribute to my
husband’s frustrated wish to be an architect. He became a clinical
psychologist, instead.</li><li>I interviewed an architect from one of my
Facebook groups to learn more about the profession. I also took a brief
online introductory course on architecture.</li><li>The coffeeshop where the protagonists meet is also featured in Books 4 and 6 in the series, <i>Between Two Worlds</i>. </li></ol><li><br /></li><p></p><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s1600/books4.png" style="color: #3778cd; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="433" height="147" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s320/books4.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="320" /></a></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><h2 style="background-color: white; border-bottom: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); color: #444444; font-family: Crushed; font-size: 20px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px -15px; padding: 0.6em 15px 0.5em; position: relative; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;">About Evy Journey<br /></span></h2><div style="background-color: white; border-top: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; padding-top: 8px;"><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><p style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Cherry Swash"; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRaA4lWm0at85seyKh9r-DwacJflz_gOZ74oq3zXfM7FQ61l8_wyazh-7tTrUInSqUJC9xkTCDEtT4SDrUKY2JRKhWi5wf9Vddw-TjD0tKdrYX-bpRd1x8e-Rf_0pAhIxvlw1F4pzsFJSRPg69b-9itIkKnU_vNTNEB9F64-QsxaXB02dtlC8REoM-/s382/Evy%20Journey%20author.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="328" data-original-width="382" height="275" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRaA4lWm0at85seyKh9r-DwacJflz_gOZ74oq3zXfM7FQ61l8_wyazh-7tTrUInSqUJC9xkTCDEtT4SDrUKY2JRKhWi5wf9Vddw-TjD0tKdrYX-bpRd1x8e-Rf_0pAhIxvlw1F4pzsFJSRPg69b-9itIkKnU_vNTNEB9F64-QsxaXB02dtlC8REoM-/s320/Evy%20Journey%20author.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Evy Journey writes. Stories and blog posts. Novels that tend to cross genres. She’s also a wannabe artist, and a flâneuse.<p></p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Evy studied psychology (M.A., University of
Hawaii; Ph.D. University of Illinois). So her fiction spins tales about
nuanced characters dealing with contemporary life issues and problems.
She believes in love and its many faces.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Her one ungranted wish: To live in Paris
where art is everywhere and people have honed aimless roaming to an art
form. She has visited and stayed a few months at a time.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Website or Blog: <a href="https://evyjourney.net"><em>https://evyjourney.net</em></a></p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Facebook: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/ejourneywriter/"><em>https://www.facebook.com/ejourneywriter/</em></a></p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Goodreads: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/14845365.Evy_Journey"><em>https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/14845365.Evy_Journey</em></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s1600/books4.png" style="color: #3778cd; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="433" height="147" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Puj3LJcQdgX0n0vf-fdioMotRNOFGWvjcOTvkNo413DetkFhumv9Wah1bvyXrOiFuo5HDcA1AcjXV5ErjpLm-YJSI2RbCVlS2X-SftT4F3tRj7TcTRrRXJajUsu6RGUHTFxn-pF5rps/s320/books4.png" style="background: rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); border-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) 0px 0px 0px; padding: 8px; position: relative;" width="320" /></a></div></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><h2 style="background-color: white; border-bottom: 1px solid rgba(51, 51, 51, 0); color: #444444; font-family: Crushed; font-size: 20px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px -15px; padding: 0.6em 15px 0.5em; position: relative; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather; font-size: large;">About The Shade Under the Mango Tree<br /></span></h2><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZgRFJCJummj3YWaTUcCiRd-9DvB8ZmPUcAAFD-d7fNvfRIkliiUYfTOoR9IWgNsEdK0hhtZCWL1Bws-srcsTpbw2WjliQxnSni-jpzNsbRudFW5OSMA3tpmOe0j6I4eMyGb_W84R7SfZsYODykUqZIVdsrn_wulSFf880BlYPBkdeBSYhdsyoypr3/s727/The%20Shade%20Under%20the%20Mango%20Tree.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="727" data-original-width="538" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZgRFJCJummj3YWaTUcCiRd-9DvB8ZmPUcAAFD-d7fNvfRIkliiUYfTOoR9IWgNsEdK0hhtZCWL1Bws-srcsTpbw2WjliQxnSni-jpzNsbRudFW5OSMA3tpmOe0j6I4eMyGb_W84R7SfZsYODykUqZIVdsrn_wulSFf880BlYPBkdeBSYhdsyoypr3/w474-h640/The%20Shade%20Under%20the%20Mango%20Tree.png" width="474" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><p>After two heartbreaking losses, Luna wants adventure. Something and
somewhere very different from the affluent, sheltered home in California
and Hawaii where she grew up. An adventure in which she can also make
some difference. She ends up in place steeped in an ancient culture and a
deadly history.</p>
<p>Raised by her grandmother in a Honolulu suburb, she moves to her
parents’ home in California at thirteen and meets her brothers for the
first time. Grandma persuades her to write a journal whenever she’s
lonely or overwhelmed as a substitute for someone to whom she could
reveal her intimate thoughts.</p>
<p>Lucien, a worldly, well-traveled young architect, finds a stranger’s
journal at a café. He has qualms and pangs of guilt about reading it.
But they don’t stop him. His decision to go on reading changes his life.</p>
<p>Months later, they meet at a bookstore where Luna works and which
Lucien frequents. Fascinated by his stories and his adventurous spirit,
Luna volunteers for the Peace Corps. Assigned to Cambodia, she lives
with a family whose parents are survivors of the Khmer Rouge genocide
forty years earlier. What she goes through in a rural rice-growing
village defies anything she could have imagined. Will she leave this
world unscathed?</p>
<p>Inspired by the<a href="https://evyjourney.net/writing-to-save-your-life-and-your-psyche/"> healing effects of writing</a>,
this is an epistolary tale of love—between an idealistic young woman
and her grandmother and between the young woman and a young architect.
It’s a tale of courage, resilience of the human spirit, and the bonds
that bring diverse people together.</p>
<p>Amazon: <a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08KFMR9SG">https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08KFMR9SG</a></p>
<p><i>Also available as an audiobook: </i></p>
<p><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Shade-Under-Mango-Tree-Between/dp/B09X7CPYFD/">https://www.amazon.com/Shade-Under-Mango-Tree-Between/dp/B09X7CPYFD/</a></p>
<p>Barnes & Noble:</p>
<p>https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-shade-under-the-mango-tree-evy-journey/1137986157?ean=2940166256980</p>
<p>Kobo: <a href="https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/the-shade-under-the-mango-tree-1">https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/the-shade-under-the-mango-tree-1</a></p>
<p>iBooks: <a href="https://books.apple.com/us/book/the-shade-under-the-mango-tree/id1606925369">https://books.apple.com/us/book/the-shade-under-the-mango-tree/id16069</a></p> </div><br /><br /><p style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Cherry Swash"; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"></p><p style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.9); box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Cherry Swash"; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhogAL8PzzhxU5uWAaGNp8InE78Bkg2CIlsNS2wD3LuB3D0UkhP4dyZHdLGxRm36zsHtmVhMJNAV2hkqgV3t4Cypdb-KukqEFg3RdxqsLLc22hz_RZSrxmnZazDc8tmxhvXlyEG1vnUlCLfRPjMDkbixXrmf6fjlpAZGgUO-VHnB5eYOTOulPwtH58D/s688/The%20Shade%20Under%20the%20Mango%20Tree%20banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="221" data-original-width="688" height="157" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhogAL8PzzhxU5uWAaGNp8InE78Bkg2CIlsNS2wD3LuB3D0UkhP4dyZHdLGxRm36zsHtmVhMJNAV2hkqgV3t4Cypdb-KukqEFg3RdxqsLLc22hz_RZSrxmnZazDc8tmxhvXlyEG1vnUlCLfRPjMDkbixXrmf6fjlpAZGgUO-VHnB5eYOTOulPwtH58D/w487-h157/The%20Shade%20Under%20the%20Mango%20Tree%20banner.jpg" width="487" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 14pt;"><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380473188666774789.post-83089601539085485652023-05-24T00:00:00.001-04:002023-05-24T00:00:00.138-04:00The K-Frost Caper by James Blakley<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoQEYZ0yQqvd9AEXJJP_lQVB095Z5KMgS7MTFkvi9B-Gby0wGS7mJbiT0EimKSConK7KriSY3PBlKKyNCXFiTho9_W6Q-FS1GpAfJNYUrwxh-1BC4zlHBRAO9d7ICeslB1a098PnUdry_p-XQUd1MZVfglZrkq6KitRYa0P47REKkwN3V9XoEG_-I/s671/The%20K-Frost%20Caper%20banner.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="233" data-original-width="671" height="203" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoQEYZ0yQqvd9AEXJJP_lQVB095Z5KMgS7MTFkvi9B-Gby0wGS7mJbiT0EimKSConK7KriSY3PBlKKyNCXFiTho9_W6Q-FS1GpAfJNYUrwxh-1BC4zlHBRAO9d7ICeslB1a098PnUdry_p-XQUd1MZVfglZrkq6KitRYa0P47REKkwN3V9XoEG_-I/w586-h203/The%20K-Frost%20Caper%20banner.jpg" width="586" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><h3 class="post-title entry-title" itemprop="name"><a href="https://puybvirtualbookclub2.blogspot.com/2023/02/pump-up-your-book-virtual-book-tour_02129586401.html"></a>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 14pt;">Title: The K-Frost Caper</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 14pt;"> Author: James Blakley</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 14pt;"> Publisher: The Powers That Be Publishing</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash; font-size: 14pt;"> Pages: 206</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash;"> Genre: Mystery/Suspense/Romantic Tension</span></span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: left;">
</p><p><span style="color: black; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;">A
cold case heats up when Kelvin Frost, believed to have drowned in
Alabama, returns from the dead to apply for more life insurance. Or has
he? When a body-a dead body-identified as Kelvin Frost, turns up in
Miami, murder complicates matters. Enter Luna Nightcrow, the insurance
fraud investigator whose “smartphone never sleeps.” After recovering a
valuable Cherokee relic, Nightcrow accepts Charmed Life Mutual
Insurance’s offer of $50,000 to sniff out and close down the K-Frost
Caper. But it won’t be easy with so few leads or clues. Paired with
cosmopolitan cop Tiago Toussaint, the two match wits and wiles, in
attempt to find out when is the last time anyone saw Frost … in Miami?</span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: black; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;">Amazon: <a href="https://amzn.to/3zru92q">https://amzn.to/3zru92q</a> </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;">B&N: <a href="https://bit.ly/3KrkJdx">https://bit.ly/3KrkJdx</a> </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;">Books-a-Million: <a href="https://bit.ly/3MssXnl">https://bit.ly/3MssXnl</a> </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;">Walmart: <a href="https://bit.ly/3MazR0j">https://bit.ly/3MazR0j</a> </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;">Goodreads: <a href="https://bit.ly/3nFV8Vp">https://bit.ly/3nFV8Vp</a> </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Cherry Swash;">BookBub: <a href="https://bit.ly/3GePsIf">https://bit.ly/3GePsIf</a></span></span></p>
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Comfort Flight 213 landed smoothly at Miami International Airport
around 6 pm. Luna left the plane and walked to the baggage area. While
she waited for her luggage to arrive, her first thought was to call
Hector Luz’s cell. But, if he was corrupt, Luna’s call—even if she tried
to hide her number with a star 67 code—might tip him off that Charmed
Life increased its search for him. So she didn’t call.<p></p>
<p> When Luna’s luggage finally arrived, it wasn’t hard to find. Nor, it appeared, was she.</p>
<p> A dark-skinned man in a tan cotton suit and black tie spotted
her. He folded the newspaper he’d watch Luna from behind and rubbed his
goatee thoughtfully. Then he began to move. </p>
<p> Luna gathered her laptop, slung her purse, and extended the
handle of her rolling duffel bag. Just as she was about to start up, the
man with the goatee slowed her down. </p>
<p><em> “Luna Nightcrow?”</em> the man asked.</p>
<p> “Yes,” she answered.</p>
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</p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Cherry Swash;"><span style="font-size: medium;">James
Blakley was educated at Missouri Western State College and Washburn
University. While at MWSC, he was a local and national award-winning
columnist and section editor of “The Griffon-News.” Blakley worked 10
1/2 years as a page and as an Assistant Librarian for the River Bluffs
Regional Libraries of St. Joseph, MO. He currently lives in Topeka, KS
where he worked for The Topeka and Shawnee County Public Library and
several years in clerical and customer support capacities for
international computer companies, such as EDS and HP. Additionally,
Blakley has worked in information gathering and analysis for various
government agencies and programs.</span></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0