tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65833167822431787452024-03-05T19:40:26.327-08:00Debra Jayne EastAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13795597810640266520noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6583316782243178745.post-28411207326235060502015-02-10T14:23:00.002-08:002015-04-06T16:42:01.228-07:00Author Sherry Wilde~ Rejoining our Cosmic Family<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">S<span style="background-color: black;">herry Wilde is a small petite powerhouse author and speaker who has written an amazing book.I met her at a conferance and she was a breath of fresh air.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">It was then that a UFO flap occurred in my community bringing investigators from the J. Allen Hynek Center for UFO Studies to look into what was happening. Like many people, I could not and would not accept that such a thing as alien abduction was even plausible. Now, after having many years to adjust, grow and learn about this phenomenon, I must ask how is it possible to not believe that there is life “out there”. The universe, or multiverse, as I’ve come to understand it, is infinite. Think about that for a second. <strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">It is mathematically impossible for us to be alone in the cosmos.</strong> From there it is only a short step to recognizing that superior life forms are bound to exist and those life forms would have an interest in studying other life forms, just as we, one day will do. That is, if our species survives long enough to master space travel.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /><strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I've had the privilege of living an extraordinary life and learning from beings that exist in a realm quite different from the limited one we do. </strong><br />I am now able to say that I am extremely grateful for these experiences, although it was not always so. The lessons they taught me, the things they showed me, the profound teachings & the high level of peace that is prevalent when in their company gives me hope for our planet. Knowing we are not alone and that we live in a universe governed by love is comforting. </span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13795597810640266520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6583316782243178745.post-72844222058630046452013-08-05T11:18:00.001-07:002015-04-06T16:31:13.637-07:00Author Lynn Lowther ~ from Book to Movie Deal!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>I started writing only a few years back. I was at home not really sure what I wanted to do. My son came home one day and asked me why I did not work anymore. I was confused. I did not remember ever writing. He explained to me that when him and his brother were little kids I would always write them stories and how they loved them. I still did not remember. This was a memory that was taken from me from earlier years when I was sick and suffered amnesia. That night I kept thinking about what he said. Me write? Hum, could be interesting. The next day I picked up my laptop and started typing. I had never written (as far as I remember) but it came natural. I was instantly sucked in and found something that I loved to do. I could not stop. I wrote everyday, all day. When I was done I let my sons, daughter and husband read it. They loved it and encouraged me to send it out to some publishers. The question was "Where do I find them and once I do how do submit my work to them?"</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>The name of the book is Wretched by Lynn Lowther. The book was previously published under the name Lessons from an Evil Mind by Shawna Stewart. The name was changed because at one time the book was self published. Because of that and the fact that the book needed editing and got reviews stating that, we agreed that readers might have been still reading the old reviews instead of giving the new edited version a read.</b></span></span></div>
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<b style="color: #d9d2e9; line-height: 1.38;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">This book has been through a lot. The first time it was published it was published by a not so reputable company that published the rough draft instead of the book. I had to fight for a year to get my rights back to the book. At that time I rewrote the book and the contents more than doubled. Because of the bad experience I had with that company I decided to self publish. I went through the net and found one of those companies that charges you thousands of dollars and decided to publish with them. That was another mistake. The book was not professionally edited like it should have been and they charged to much for the book, so the book sold very little copies. Once again I cancelled the contract. Time to try something different and keep control of what was happening. I then opened a small publishing company and put the book out myself. The book did okay in sales but still had editing issues, so I took it off the market and looked for another publisher that believed in the work as much as I did and who would want to take the time and help bring the book to its full potential. That is when I met Keith from Spore Press. I signed a contract with them and although I thought we should change the name, they decided to publish it as Lessons from an Evil Mind. The book did not stand a chance because of past reviews, so we finally agreed to change the name to Wretched.</span></b></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13795597810640266520noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6583316782243178745.post-28290204684192682062013-06-25T23:44:00.002-07:002015-04-06T16:45:48.141-07:00Meet Rising Star S.E. Campbell<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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always thought that getting books made into movies was almost
unattainable. Sure, it is a possibility if you are Anne Rice or
Stephen King (who I am a far cry from), but then I ended up getting
lucky. A director, Damien Dante, mentioned in passing he was
interested in new project ideas, so I pitched mine. “Not right
now,” he said. “It's good, though.” I, as a writer, am pretty
used to rejections. If you want to survive in this business,
rejection letters are to me as trees are to forest dwelling animals.
I've never managed the heart of steel persona when it comes to being
rejected, but I try and love my writing too much to give up. And
that's exactly why I stuck to the man like glue and he eventually
said, “Now is the right time.” I was overjoyed. My trilogy was
being made into movies! Struck by the energy one gets from having
something good happen, I ended up approaching other directors. More
rejections came. (I did warn you, didn't I?) Then I met Richard Turke
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He replied in a
kind but professional manner. He didn't have enough funds to make a
movie at that moment. But fate, and I do believe in that, decided it
wasn't through with me yet. Richard and I were destined to work
together. (I have never mentioned to him, but I believe that.
Probably he would laugh if he heard.) After getting an email from me,
Richard went in a meeting for Visible Scars where the PR person
mentioned that he should have someone write a novel. That was the
night he called me. A night I will never forget because I honestly
believe it was the changing point of my career. He asked me to write
Visible Scars together with him, and I, giddy with happiness, agreed.
I imagined a man on a golden lawn chair sitting out by his pool
drinking tequila. The fact I even got to work with such a person was
astounding and I was quite frankly intimidated not just by Richard
but by Damien as well. What right did I have to even speak to men
like these? What right did I have to get to work with them?
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">But that
frazzled feeling faded faster than I could have ever imagined when
working side-by-side with Richard. It wasn't that he gave me a reason
not to be in awe of him anymore. It was the fact he was so humble. He
has connections with Channing Tatum and Morgan Freeman and I'm scared
to know who else, but he works harder than anybody I have ever known
and never looked down on me for even a second. I hope he won't mind
me sharing this, but I learned that he doesn't really get paid for
his movies. Instead he pays back the contributors first. He had a
movie that took a huge amount of money to make and poured his heart
into it, but he has yet to see a penny from it. He works a second job
so he can do what he loves, and also expends massive amounts of time
for the series books. That is what the director Richard Turke is
really like. He has my utmost respect. I am happy to say that because
of our book work together, we will be making <span style="font-style: normal;">Invisible
Scars,</span> the second book in the series, and
it will likely be made into a movie. I will also be writing the novel
for <span style="font-style: normal;">Speak to Me</span>
and will hopefully get to work on more movies with Richard in the
future. It is an honor working with Richard—not because he sits
upon a golden lawn chair at poolside, but because he <i>deserves</i>
to but doesn't act like it.
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I could say
similar and wonderful things about Damien Dante. Damien learned of my
work adapting films into books and asked me to turn his franchise,
Jezebeth, into books as well, giving me creative freedom to do as I
whilst. He and his partner, Jeffrey, at SGL Entertainment have worked
tirelessly at promoting not only my work with Jezebeth but with
Visible Scars as well. I think it takes a pretty selfless person to
promote somebody else's movie. It's because of them that Visible
Scars and Jezebeth have been on Fox News and CBS as well as various
newspapers. Their hard work and love for their projects will make
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working for directors is really like. At the end of the day, I am
honored to be helping on these projects not because they were movies,
but because I have gotten the opportunity to work with and befriend
people like Richard Turke who gives one hundred percent of himself to
his projects while asking nothing in return. Damien Dante and Richard
Turke, you have truly taught me the meaning of the quote, “It's not
the destination. It's the journey.” I have enjoyed journeying with
you more than anything else I have done in my life. Thank you for
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seventeen. Now, along with working with Director Richard Turke on the
Visible Scars series and Speak to Me, she is writing the books for
the feature film franchise, Jezebeth. Her novels Specimen X, Specimen
Y, and Specimen Z are being turned into movies by SGL Entertainment.
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Scars </b></u></span><u><b>early July and</b></u><span style="font-style: normal;"><u><b>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">My career as a writer has been short in the official
capacity, less than two years. But my career as a creative individual who lives
and breathes for expression, that’s been a life long journey. I’m approaching a
milestone, one that’s usually pretty nerve wracking to most people. But I am
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The big Three Oh… it doesn’t scare me so much as excited. I
feel like I am finally at a point in my life where I have accomplished
something worth excitement and accolades and it was before the impending
deadline of three zero. Now it’s all about what is next when I wake up on that
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to come out, I have my poetry book that I am very excited about, I co-authored
it with my best friend Stacy Moran and Torie N. James. A unique fact about
Torie, I owe my career to her, she is the one that gave me that push and
encouragement so without her well I would not be here today doing what I am
doing. I have Soul Mates that is a short story duet that I am publishing with
L.S. Broomfield. This is special to me because it contains Wolf Pack, the very
first work of fiction that I was able to complete, idea to finished product.
Its only six thousand words long, the short story not the book. But it still
was my very first. It’s gone through FOUR, yes FOUR re-writes, three rejections
and just a lot of heart ache and tears. However the work of art it is today is
much better than it was the day I finished it and I am utterly excited to have
it teamed up with Lisa’s Soul Caught Fire. But lastly, I have Blood Yellow, my
baby numerous dos. It is the sequel to Blood Purple and I am so pleased with
it. There is so much I want to say about Blood Yellow but I’m not even sure
where or how to begin. I remember when I was finished I looked at the
manuscript and thought, “Oh my god, this is it, this is really one damn good
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spring is filling up fast. This impending milestone that should be wigging me
out and making me act all sorts of crazy is really making me smile because I
know….this is my year. The year that it all comes together. My biggest worry
for 2013 however is the voices….they just won’t shut off…and they become more
powerful with each book and creation that I make. My husband says I’m nuts and
maybe he’s right. But I have to think if this is my biggest problem rolling
into my thirtieth year then I have to be doing something right.</span></div>
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work and revamped it over the last few weeks. You can subscribe to my site. I
send a newsletter out once every two months with updates as to what’s going on
in the world of Ashley. I’ve also included my current releases and their blurbs.
I very much encourage you to go out and look at BLOOD PURPLE. This is a world
like you have never scene and won’t see again.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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hidden from the mortal perspective. Creatures of legend, of fable and myth,
their very history and nature have allowed them to walk side by side with
humans since time immemorial. They are warriors, they are hunters, and they are
Algula. Vampire. And in their own midst, a battle is brewing for supremacy, for
dominance, that can and will affect all around them. Old hatred never dies and
vengeance is a fiery sword that cuts a bloody swath.</span></div>
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sorrow brings young Lucy home to a land full of mystery, steeped in tradition
and coloured with unspoken magic, she finds herself re-evaluating her life and
her own place in it. Things are never what they seem and people are seldom what
you THINK them to be if all you base it on is what your eyes see and not what
your soul knows.There’s a fine line between destiny and duty, but when both are blended
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<span style="font-family: "Lucida Blackletter"; font-size: 18pt;"> </span><span style="background-color: black; font-family: "Lucida Blackletter"; font-size: 19pt;">Chapter One~</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Amera Roberts pulled the covers closer as the frigid air assaulted
her lithe body. Her arms and head lay exposed by pitifully thin covers, but she
had nothing better to use. Her caretakers had left her nine days ago on her
eighteenth birthday and they had taken everything except her bed and dresser.
She woke up for breakfast as usual and to her surprise, she opened the door to
the empty room and scribbled note. She turned the cryptic message over in her
mind with anger. Time to worry about the meaning later, but now, she must try
to survive with very little wood and an ever dwindling supply of food. It was
winter in the glen and the temperatures were freezing.</span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">In the dim light of morning, her mind foggy from hunger, she
procrastinated whether she should get up to check the fire. In her heart, she
feared it must be out already, but she knew her life depended on getting some
warmth in the frigid temperatures of early dawn. As her bare feet met the cold
stone floor, she cringed at the frigid contact before she found her slippers.
Her breath painfully expelled little white puffs of air as she dressed herself.</span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Throwing the blanket over her shoulders, she ran the few steps to
the hearth and grabbed the fire poker to scrape around in the ashes to find
embers. Her heart began to sink. She had only one more match and wanted to save
it for an emergency. Panic filled the empty space in her stomach and just as
she dreaded the worst, a tiny, glowing, ruby ember sparked warmly and she let
out an audible sigh. Frantic, she quickly gathered her basket of pinecones and
threw a few on the embers to keep it burning.</span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Moments later, she laid the oak logs carefully and was rewarded
with the crackle of burning wood. If her fire had burned out she would have no
way to cook her meager allotment of food. If she was really stingy with her
rations she could hold out for three more days. It was difficult when she had
not been full for almost a week. A few potatoes, one cup of meal and a small
loaf of bread could only go so far. One day she had given into weakness and
consumed an extra cup of tea to stave off her hunger. Today, she was sorry for
that extravagance, because now her little tea box was empty and she would miss
her morning cup.</span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Amera measured her small amount of meal carefully for porridge and
added it to the bowl of hot water from the kettle. Sweetened with the last spoon
of honey, she ate her breakfast in silence and waited for the light of dawn to
warm up the room.</span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">She finished the last bite, and then dared to look out the front
door in case her beloved Jaygo had returned from a hunt with a tasty rabbit or
other small game to eat. He had disappeared the next day after Fran and Gregory
Winton had vanished and she wondered if he went to look for them. Fran did not
have much use for the strange, little black-faced dog but Gregory adored him.
He took him hunting on his trips to the glen and saved small tidbits from his
meal for him. Could he really be gone? The snowstorm had prevented her from
looking more for her precious dog that night and now tears stung her eyes as
she wondered his fate.</span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">It was over five minutes until she pried the door open partially,
while the snow trickled in its opening. No sign of her small trusted friend.
Already there must be nearly a foot of snow on the ground and the air seemed
heavy with more. She would never see Jaygo’s tracks now if it snowed again. He
may be dead if he didn’t find a barn or cave to go in. She would die also if
she could not get out to gather wood and search for food.</span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Disheartened, she closed the door and went over by the fire to
soak in its warmth and read the message for the tenth time. Carefully, she
unfolded the scrap piece of parchment and read the few lines that made her
temper boil.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“This, your eighteenth birthday, our agreement is up. You are a
burden to us no more. Amara, you must face your destiny. Shortly, your husband
to be will come for you. Do not run from him because he will find you and you
will be sorry you tried to escape from him.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Thoughtfully, she stared at the last sentence that was smudged and
all she could make out was crimson snow.
What in the world did that mean? The only way snow could be crimson was
blood. The thought made shivers run up her spine. </span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Quickly, she folded the note in her pocket and ran to the closet…
husband to be? They had pledged her hand in marriage without even telling her
and that he would kill her if she ran? What did they mean by arrangement
anyway? All these years she stayed here dreaming of a life outside this glen.
She had rarely strayed outside the gates of Marneth. Her guardians made sure
she never ventured too far. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">The only person who ever came was the old bard, Nathaniel, who
brought them supplies. For the past year, even he stopped coming by and Gregory
had to make the trip himself until he became too sick. They had told her
absolutely nothing of getting married! She had stayed here to please them only
to face this calamity? I think <i>not,</i></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;"> she pondered angrily!</span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Through clenched teeth she pulled on old boots that Gregory left
behind and wrapped as warmly as possible. She had no time to worry about some
senile old groom who might come for her. She must go to find wood and food, or
perish here, but it would not be without trying.</span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Bravely, she tramped through the hard crust of white snow straight
up the hill to the gate. She headed for a clump of trees with some
saplings and felt in her pocket for the small hatchet she always carried with
her when she went out alone. These woods always seemed ominous on the other
side of the hill. Gregory had often read to her of castles and dragons and
other imaginary stuff when she was a wee child. Not that she was afraid now,
but she never liked to be alone. She felt safe with her dog Jaygo around, who barked
at anything that moved, but now she was by herself and greeted with silence.</span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">It took an hour to cross the meadow towards the small forest of
trees laden with fresh snow. She was exhausted by the time she got there and
felt the cold creeping into her feet. Anxiously, she looked at the low-lying
branches that were too thick for her to cut with so small a hatchet. Down
through the trees she saw another clearing with several small cedars. She was
sure she could make out a few broken limbs.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;"> Painstakingly,
she trudged the path and was only a few feet from the trees when she heard the
crunch of something crashing through the woods behind her. Panic engulfed her
as she glanced around to see the culprit of the disturbance. In the distance,
she saw an ominous rider on a black horse bursting through the trees. Overhead,
she saw a black winged creature slicing through the air towards her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Amera’s raven tresses fell partially down from her wool cap as she
headed for the cedars to escape the rider. The raven flew in front of her and
circled back behind her as if in slow motion. It dawned on her that the
horseman might be her mysterious husband to be. That panicked her even more. As
she stumbled in the snow, she suddenly remembered the warning Fran had
scribbled in her message. “Don’t try to run, because he will find you.”</span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">The thought fueled her energy and she glanced behind to see he was
less than a hundred yards behind. His face was hidden within the hood of his
cape. She sucked in large breaths of cold air and struggled to reach a small
knoll covered with snowdrifts and rocks. All the while, the fear of not knowing
his identity was like a bullet in her chest. Damn them for doing this to her!</span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">As she neared the rocky hill, she stumbled and fell to one knee.
Before she could pick herself up to run, a luminous weapon flew overhead and
landed in the snow ahead of her. Frozen in shock, she suddenly knew who her
suitor was!</span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Merlin!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">The sword was one of legend with its blue steel blade and the
jewel-crusted markings. Merlin’s crest was on the hilt. Wizards had their own
clan within their ranks, or at least that’s what Gregory had told her, but in
reality she thought it was all just make believe.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Amera resigned herself to pushing her body upright to a standing
position, despite the slick glaze that was glistening over the crust of snow.
Briefly, her eyes darted overhead again to the circling raven before turning to
face her captor.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Amera’s voice froze in her throat as she realized her captor was
closer than she expected. The magnificent black stallion slowed and trotted the
last few feet to stop before her, his hooves making sharp crunching sounds as
she looked up at the dark rider.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Without looking up, skyward he lifted up a gloved hand and the
raven swooped down in a flurry of wings and landed perfectly on his
outstretched hand. One, single, black feather, fell spiraling towards the white
ground and landed directly in front of her feet.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“I…I thought you were a legend,” Amera spoke in a startled
whisper.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“Have you lost your mind, woman? You don’t need to be scouting
about. There is a storm on the horizon,” he grumbled with annoyance.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">His voice rattled her. She still could not see his face clearly
for the hood was drawn around closely to his head.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“There is no time for petty conversation. We must leave
immediately!” he spoke sternly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;"> Slowly, she
casually reached into her pocket and felt her fingers curl around the cold
steel of her hatchet.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Moments passed in silence as they both stared at the other,
neither budging to move.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“Are you…Merlin?” she said taking two steps backwards.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">The rider dismounted as the raven flew down and perched on the
saddle of his stallion. His impending height was intimidating as he walked
quickly through the snow to retain his sword. Quickly, he sheathed it in his
scabbard as he turned to face Amera. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“My name is Draedon St.Anthony…lets leave it at that.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;"> Amera stared at him
cautiously.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“That tells me nothing sir! I saw Merlin’s symbol on the sword you
hurled at me. So, why do you carry something with his symbol if you are <i>not</i></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;"> Merlin?”
Amera spoke all in a rush. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Gregory had shown her pictures of the sword when she was younger.
She was positive it was one and the same as she glanced at it in the snow.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Dreydon took three steps closer until he was inches away from her.
The maiden was visibly shaking, but whether from the blush of cold on her face,
or the fire in her veins, he could not tell. Might as well get everything out
in the open and be done with it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Amera willed herself to not move as he approached her and began to
take off his glove. Quickly, he reached for the hat she wore and removed it.
The rest of her hair tumbled around her shoulders and she grabbed her hat back
as her face suffused with heat.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“Well, well, Dreydon chortled with pleasure. I understand your
name is… Amera.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;"> She gave him a
piercing stare. He could tell she was startled that he knew her name. Years
ago, he had seen her when she was little more than a child. Indeed her eyes
were crystal blue as he remembered from long ago. In fact, he had never seen
such color in his lifetime. In honesty,
she took his breath away and suddenly he did not hate his years of solitude and
bachelorhood so badly. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;"> “Rest in
peace mi lady, for I am not that ancient devil, but his spawn instead,” he
laughed with glittering eyes.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;"> Amera
looked at him in skeptically. “Where…is he? I never heard anyone say that he
had…a son.” </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“He is dead, that scoundrel. I am the last of his legacy. I am
left to undo his handiwork. I curse the day I was born his son,” he spoke with
bitterness.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Dreydon reached out a finger and deftly stoked her cold cheek.
Maybe, some of it will not be so bad. At least you do not look like the twits
at Birmington,” he scowled.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“What does it matter to you what I look like,” she said pushing
his hand away abruptly.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“It matters to me quite a bit. I am your husband to be. Mockingly,
he bowed from his waist. Take a look at your bridegroom, mi lady.” Slowly, he
stood up pushing his hood back from his face. Black hair tumbled in curls onto
his shoulders. He saw her flinch as she viewed his scar that ran from brow to
jaw. Dreydon was use to that look
all too well.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;"> Amera was
only mildly surprised at his appearance, but there was an air about him that
alarmed her. She noticed the handsome face, the generous mouth and dark stormy
eyes. Eyes that bore anger, passion and hurt all at once it seemed. His scar
was faded, so it must have happened a long time ago. Amera stood uncomfortably
silent.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Dreydon smirked at her. “Do I repulse you? Rest assured you will
be free soon after the marriage is performed. But now, we have to make haste.
Once you are with child you will have done your part.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Not waiting for her response, he quickly hoisted her on the saddle
nearly knocking the breath from her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;"> Amera
huffed indignantly. He would be the one that was surprised, she thought
angrily, because she would not marry <i>any</i></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;"> stranger, let alone Merlin’s
son! Gaining her composure, she fumed in silence as she realized he was riding
also.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">He mounted quickly and sat behind her, taking the reins and
guiding them cautiously back towards the cottage. Amera flinched from the close
contact and frantically tried to plot out a scheme in her head to save herself
from this torture of being a stranger’s wife!</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Trouble was, no one could escape in a storm like this. Especially,
since she had no food or firewood.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">She would have to bide her time until an opportunity came to
escape. Her best bet, she decided, was too act like she went along with this
charade of a marriage, so he would let his guard down and she could escape.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">At the cottage, he dismounted and lowered her down to the ground
slowly. She glanced up to see his dark brown eyes piercing her own.
Uncomfortably, Amera turned away and hurried for the cottage door. Her heart
was racing a hundred miles an hour and her cheeks suffused with heat.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;"> Dreydon
was right behind her, and she saw from the corner of her eye, that the raven
landed on the fence post under the pines.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Behind her, Dreydon gave the signal for Bren to return home. No
use for the poor bird to freeze to death. He had been a gift from Eamen, his
scribe.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;"> Oddly
enough, Bren could communicate to him with signals that only he understood.
Flying in circles meant the bird had found his target, and a series of calls
meant possible danger. Without Bren, he would have never found this place. It
was far away from the nearest town. In fact, it was almost completely isolated,
except for a few cottages on the outskirts of Marneth.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">As he watched her walk up the path before him, he could hear the
voice of his father, Merlin, on the night he got wounded. That night had led
him to this one…a day he surely dreaded now that it was upon him.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“Never use the sword for what you can accomplish with words and
good sense Dreydon. There is more power in the tongue than steel. Excalibre
must only be used for battles of integrity and honor. To do otherwise, you will
experience consequences with a steep price.” </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Regretfully, that very eve he had taken the sword from his
father’s bedside to show off his skills to Lorcan, a wizard of devious means
who challenged his father’s honor.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Although Dreydon’s fencing skills were adequate, he was no match
for a much older wizard with his own magic on his side. A wizard, who had his hopes on taking
over Merlin’s reign of power. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Dreydon reached up and touched the line of his scar that went from
brow bone to jaw. It never healed properly as it should. Little did he know,
the sword carried a curse to disfigure and destroy all that it touched. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">His father had turned ashen when he saw him, dripping blood and
holding Lorcan by the neck against the wall.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Rarely, had he seen his father enraged enough to cast a spell
within his ear but he did. He destroyed Lorcan’s sword and uttered words that
still chilled him.</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“On the night of blue moon my seed shall destroy you! The raven
and a pure dove shall wed on crimson snow.” Lorcan would have wounded him
again, if not for his father’s intervention.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Amera nearly stumbled into the cottage in Gregory’s boots but
thankfully she caught herself before falling into the snow again.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Inside they both went towards the fire to get warm as Dreydon eyed
the sparse surroundings</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“Have you been left with nothing here?” he asked gruffly. Amera
stayed silent, watching him quietly.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">He walked over to the almost empty cubbards. The woman had no
kitchen table or chairs, no food, hardly any wood for the fire. Damn! This was
not acceptable! The snow would get worse through the night and they would be
trapped here for weeks.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“We must leave immediately!” he said glaring at her.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“But...I” she stammered.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“Now!” He demanded gruffly.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Amera blinked hard at him and wondered if she should trust him.
Not, that she had any choice. She would go with him to save her life from this
barren place. Now, her stomach growled so loud, she knew he must of heard it.
Embarassed, she headed for her bedroom.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Quickly, she ran to her closet and grabbed her woolen cape which
was a hand me down from Fran. It was the best she had and it would help keep
her from freezing to death. Although it was too large and didn’t fit properly
it was warm. She reached into her dresser and grabbed the only piece of jewelry
she owned. Gregory had sneaked it to her on her birthday last week. Tears
filled his eyes as he placed it in her hand.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“Don’t loose this Amera. It has always belonged to you, although
Fran wore it a time or too. Don’t let her know you have it. It’s well…it
belonged to your mother.”</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Fran came in and he quickly turned away. He had never said
anything about her parents other than when her mother died; her father was so
heartbroken he dissappeared after asking Gregory and Fran to care for her. She
had never asked again. His eyes held so much pain she couldn’t bring herself to
ask anymore.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Clutching the necklace and then putting it in a small drawstring
bag, she put it inside her bodice and started back towards the kitchen.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Dreydon turned around from the fireplace and crossed his arms
defensively.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“Come here, Amera!” he said in his stern baritone voice.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Without even pausing, she walked directly towards him and placed
herself four steps away from him. She drew in a sigh and said in her most
menacing tone.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">“You sir, will quit commanding me around like I am your servant! I
am a free woman and I will do of my own choice!” she said defiantly.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Her blue eyes glittered with fire and her lips trembled slightly.
Dreydon stared down at her, quite captivated at her audacity and spunk. Of all
things, that was the least he expected from a woman of her nature to say to
him. Her quiet lifestyle certainly hadn’t made her totally docile it seemed.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">Instead of laughing, he impulsively flung his long arm around her
and crushed Amera against his chest. She struggled to push herself backwards
from his grasp, but he held her all the tighter. He leaned down to smell the
scent of her, which proved to be an intoxicating mix of some kind of
wildflowers he was unfamiliar with. Enraged, Amera looked up at him
unflinching. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: #8e7cc3; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">If looks could kill… dear God, her eyes were burning through him
in pure anger. He would quell that quickly enough. Whether he repulsed her or
not, he would kiss that beckoning mouth!</span></div>
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<div style="color: #8e7cc3;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 19pt;">His hand tilted her chin as he turned her face towards him and
swiftly captured her tempting lips. He felt the strength go out of her as he
kissed her deeply and her resolve faded. Mere seconds later, he experienced a
sharp kick to his shin that took him by surprise. He abruptly let go and she
was nimble enough to steady herself from falling backwards. She glanced towards
him for reprisal, but instead of anger, he was amused and started to grin. He
finally burst out laughing which angered her but he laughed anyway. His life
had been boring for quite some time. Undoubtedly, it was all about to change
now.</span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Apple Chancery"; font-size: 20pt;">My First Experience Being Blindfolded</span></i></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px;"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px;">It
was quite a surprise when my blind friend David asked me to do something that
I’d never done before.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px;">I was really stressed out that day and he had drawn me a
hot relaxing bubble bath scented with an intoxicating aroma.He had been trying to tell me something but I don't know <i>what.</i> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px;"> I had survived a horrific car accident and I was having trouble knowing what was real or fantasy. I just knew his hands were wonderful in bringing life back into my dormant body.When he touched me I was <i>alive</i>. I soon found out
he wanted so much more….</span><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">My
clothes slid from my body onto the floor. David walked over to his bed. “I’m
going to leave the door open and that way we can talk.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">David
sits down and glances in my direction. I watched him as I stand naked. He seems
nervous, although I am not for a change. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">The
heady smell of the bath oil relaxes me as I get in the steamy tub. I see him
blush--probably because he heard my clothes fall to the floor. He’s not a man
of steel after all, I see. Faintly, David plays his guitar. Moment’s later he
walks towards the door to where I am and pauses. “May I come in? I have
something for you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">“Yeah,
but I’m naked in the tub again, so hide your eyes,” I tease.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">He
sit’s down on the far corner of the tub with his guitar. He pulled out a black
scarf from his pocket and paused. “You ask me quite a bit about how I know
things, and how I can do this and that. I thought it would be interesting for
you to see what it would be like. Would you mind for the rest of the evening
being in the dark?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">I
wondered nervously, if this is some kind of kinky blindfold game, or if he’s
sincere. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">“Sure…I’ll
give it a try, but don’t laugh.” I reasoned it couldn’t hurt anything.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">I
watch him fold the scarf a few times and I sit still as he ties it around my
head, covering my eyes.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">“Can
you see anything?” he asked.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">I
adjusted one corner slightly. “I believe that’s got it.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">“Good.
I have a song I have been working on, if you would like to hear it, I’ll play
it for you now.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">I
listened as he strummed softly and after a couple of minutes went into the
melody. The ballad he sang stirred my soul. I don’t think I’ve ever heard a
more beautiful human voice than his.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">“I
have no words to describe how amazing your music is.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">Awkwardly,
I heard him laugh. “I’m inspired.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">“I
believe I’m ready to get out now.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">“Here’s
a towel, Marena.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;"> He must have stood up because his voice
answered from above me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">I
reached out my hand to take the towel, but I grabbed his thigh instead. “OOPS,
sorry,” I said, jerking my hand back.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">I’m
sure he must have smiled, but he said nothing. Feeling with my hands, I got out
slowly and dried myself off. I dressed quickly and stepped outside the bathroom
door with my scarf still intact.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">“Where
are you David?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">“I’m
here on my bed.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">I
make my way over to the bed, and I actually could sense where he’s at, so I sit
down beside him. I hear him lay down his guitar. My heart is pounding and I
remember.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">“David,
I must ask you something else about that night,” I blurted out. In a split
second it had all came back to me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">“You
know… that I know the answer already.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">“Say
it,” I demanded.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">He
reaches over and takes my hand. He places it on his chest, which heaved greatly
as he spoke those words that only I knew. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">“<i>See my heart</i>.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;"> Tears fall on my hands. What had I done
now? I’ve gone and made an angel </span><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 16pt;">cry</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 16pt;">.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">
~ Marena Jacobs from Radiance: Love after Death by Debra Jayne East<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14pt;">Debra Jayne East was born the
oldest of six girls, in Martinsville, Virginia. For as long as she could
remember, she loved to keep journals, write poetry and short stories. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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author, born in 1862, who co-wrote a series of novels with cousin Edith
Somerville under the pen name of Martin Ross in the late 19th and early 20th
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Publishing released Death in June of last year. Debra lives in North Carolina
close to the Blue Ridge Parkway and enjoys photography, volunteering and
spending time with her family. Her next book, Crimson Snow, her new paranormal
romance, will be released later this year.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px;"><b>Welcome Paranormal Investigator </b></span></span>and Author Stephanie Cambell</b></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px;">When the talented Stephanie Cambell is not
writing books, she’s doing something I have always wanted to do myself. She is
a paranormal investigator! In our second week here on our Halloween blast I
asked Stephanie to share one of her current investigations~</span></span></span>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>Stephanie:</b> </span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span">The Ben Lomond Cemetery was established in 1851,
and it is one of the oldest in all of Utah. This cemetery holds the graves of
many pioneers who built the area. Today, it is the home to 15,000 burial slots
and is over 14 acres. </span></span></span></span></div>
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have visited this cemetery over ten times for investigations with mixed, though
still interesting, results. </span></span></span></span></div>
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this is my second investigation here. Before this, I hadn't captured much of
anything. Just some dust, the reflection of a stop sign, and a few other
pointless things caused by natural phenomenon. The two of us exchange glances,
move forward, and later pack up and leave for the night. This picture later got
uploaded to the Weber District Paranormal Society's website, and I decided I
would visit again the next week.</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span">When I returned to the Ben Lomond Graveyard for
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picture are both taken of the same street. That fact is shown by the small cylinder
light in the left-hand corner of my pictures. The one thing that's different is
the large orb that darts across the screen of my camera. I found this both
startling and chilling. There truly was something there. This was not the moon
or a stoplight. This is proven by the same picture being taken seconds
afterward without anything on it. To this day, I truly believe that a ghost
skirted across my camera screen. </span></span></span></span></div>
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making cold chills go up my spine! I will always remember to look behind me in
graveyards from now on! Would you mind telling me about yourself and your books
now?</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Stephanie Campbell is the author of The Willow Does Not Weep, Racing Death,
Case Closed, Mirror of Darkness, Hot Wheels, Dragon Night, Poachers, Dragon
Night, Tasting Silver, Late but not Never, Specimen X, Tales of Draga, E is for
Eternity, and P.S. I Killed My Mother. When she isn't working, she enjoys
watching documentaries, running, dancing, and playing with her rabbits. </span></span></span></span><br />
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the past eight years. During that time, they have endured a terrible
trauma, but there is nothing Willow can do. She is merely a tree.
All of that changes when Malan, the eldest brother of the family, returns home
from college and Willow realizes that she would do anything to speak with him,
and the feelings she has for him she cannot explain. She believes there
is no hope. There is no way to change from one life form to another. When
a white dove tells Willow that she can trade her thirty remaining years of life
as a tree for one year as a human, she quickly agrees. But in making that
choice, she realizes that she may have signed on for more than she bargained
for. After all, a year is hardly enough time to heal a human heart.</span></span></span></span><br />
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Stephanie's latest projects and available rights can be found here:</span>
<a href="http://www.redwritinghoodink.net/"><span class="Apple-style-span">http://www.redwritinghoodink.net/</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">Blood Purple, the new
Halloween phenomenon! Yeah I wish! Blood Purple fits in well with Halloween
mainly cause of the topic and colors I chose. Kids love dressing up as vampires
and running around saying “I vant to suck your blood” but my vampires, they’re
a bit different. Yes, they do suck blood but not all of the typical rules
apply. Some genre’s make the blood have to be human, others make it vampire
some mix the two. Mine is vampire blood is needed to live but you can get by on
human blood. The blood doesn’t need to be of a different gender, blood is
blood. One of my vamp’s even stock piles his blood so he doesn’t have to feed
from others. I didn’t want my stories to be limited in the normal boundaries so
I left it open.</span></span></div>
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typical vampire is the stake through the heart. Mine…well, you can kill them
like you kill a human, and it’s just more difficult. The thing about my
vampires is, they are just like us, we, humans, actually were created by the
vampires so we are created in their image. I know you are probably thinking
whoa wait hold the phone, what?!?! Don’t worry; I’ll get into that all later,
as my world unfolds. But here is my first teaser so you will have to stay tuned
for more on how what we know as humans, God and creation are really nothing
like we expected.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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specifics. Did you have a favorite character to dress up as growing up? Me, I
loved me some Wizard of Oz. When I was a toddler I changed my name to Dorothy
and would only respond to that, or so my mother tells me. So you would think
when comes time for Halloween costumes I would be all over that blue and white
dress but nope! It was the Evil Wicked Witch of the West that owned my heart.
See even at a young age I was prone to follow the evil side in fiction. This
has not changed.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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evil side. I know they cannot win but that doesn’t mean you don’t want them
too. My biggest issue in books that I read is that the bad guys NEVER catch a
break. It’s like when I’m reading Black Dagger Brotherhood I just ONCE want the
lesser’s to win a fight. Let them kill a brother already; let them have
something to be proud of. While I didn’t want Xhex to die, I was really glad
when Lash was able to capture her. I was like score they did something right.
Cause in reality, Nice Guys Finish Last, right? That means the bad guys and sad
things of the world come out on top at least some of the time.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">So, that’s what you can
expect when you read fiction that I create. Good will suffer; Evil will
triumph, at least some of the time. Because as one of my readers said, I try to
keep the emotions and drama to ‘real’ yes some of it will be out of the norm,
mean we don’t all have knives at our throat daily, but we do experience heart
break we do feel like less of a person from time to time so my characters will
feel that too.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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and I want to thank my host, Miss Debra Jayne East for having me appear. You can
find out more about me and my crazy imagination at </span><span style="text-decoration: none;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_449311811"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">www.ashleynemer.com</span></a></span><a href="http://./"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">.</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">Ashley is married and lives
in Houston with her husband Tony. They have two dogs named Toto and Doogie.
They have been together for almost 8 years and he brings her more joy than she
could ever imagine as a child. She loves to read and has been hooked on the
romance genre ever since her lifelong best friend Laura gave her "Ashes to
Ashes' by Tami Hoag to read when they were younger.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11pt;"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"> </span></o:p></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">Ashley finds her strength
through her family, especially her parents. They always support her in life,
they push her to strive for greatness. There once was a motto that Ashley heard
in her youth through her Taekwondo life 'Reach for the Stars' and that is what
Ashley has always done. It was through her upbringing that the values Ashley
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13795597810640266520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6583316782243178745.post-7132617388043359632012-07-23T18:31:00.000-07:002012-07-25T11:26:33.862-07:00Karen Magill~Paranormal Romance Author Is Here Today!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">T</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">his past month has been an exciting month for me. As an author, I have made a lot of cool friends and have been exposed to exciting new talent. A few days ago, I talked with Karen by phone and I was struck by her candor and her warmth. Sometimes, you meet someone you feel a close connection to and Karen Magill is one of those people.</span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> Her paranormal romance called, "The Bond," is an exciting romance that will make you fall in love with Laura and Julian, two people who have an out of body experience and that develop a strong emotional tie with one another. There are pitfalls along the way to finding each other again that will have you on edge of your seats. So, I am happy to introduce to you, Karen Magill.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 21px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">What
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 21px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></span></span></b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">I am going to talk about my first book actually, The Bond,
A Paranormal Love Story. I was inspired to write this one because I was looking
for a different way for people to meet. I have always been fascinated with
paranormal occurrences and the supernatural so I thought why now have them meet
in an out of body experience?</span></span></span></span></i></span><br />
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<o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span></span></span></o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">How did
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></span></span></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">I felt that The Bond really tells what this couple has
gone through. The subtitle is an explanation.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i></div>
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have most influenced your life most?<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></span></span></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Lion of Ireland by Morgan Llewellyn is a book I read in
high school. And kept reading! I was always enthralled with the characters in
that book and how exciting the tale was.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i></div>
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share a little of your current work with us?</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Currently, I am starting a series of paranormal mysteries
set in Vancouver which combine historical fact with fiction. The main
characters are Julie, a psychic and Santoro, a Vancouver police officer.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i></div>
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<o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"></span></span></span></span></o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Who is
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">I like Ann Rule – I always feel like I can learn something
from her true crime novels; Stephen King because he is a master storyteller and
I like Diana Gabaldon’s ideas though I admit I have only read Cross Stitch.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i></div>
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the hardest part of writing your book?</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">For me it is getting started. I will have lots of ideas,
make notes, do research but it is getting right down to the nitty gritty that
gets me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i></div>
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<o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"></span></span></span></span></o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Do you
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good editor go over it.</span></span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">It will save you time and money in the long
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have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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</span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">I want those who read my books to realize
that my events could actually happen in your life or someone you know. Just
keep an open mind.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i></div>
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challenges (research, literary, psychological, and logistical) in bringing it
to life?</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></div>
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Missing Flowers required a lot of research. I walked around the city and took
photos and notes of where I was. I wanted to be able to describe places so that
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described it in one of my books.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">When I first started writing stories I went to the library and checked out Baby Name Books. I was eleven or so and the librarians gave me strange looks when I came back for different ones and to renew the ones I liked best. Eventually, I found some at yard sales (and much later, bought them from Amazon) so I could have my own copies on the shelf next to my poison-guide, police procedural walk-throughs, and various other reference books.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> At the time, I liked to give distinctly 'appropriate' names for characters. I named the clumsy friend of my main character, Claudia, which means lame. She was a clod and thus the name worked. The haunted beauty with the mysterically green eyes? I named her Jade. Also, I liked mythical and biblical or literary names. Someone meant to evoke thoughts of the ever-faithful wife might be named Penelope (Jack, take note!) or if I wanted to conjure up images of a guy who would face unsurmountable odds and win - David. Things like that. Those names have their uses and places. But really, when I was using them, they were totally...lacking in subtlty. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">These days, whether its creating names in some fantasy realm - Sarios, Damaiar, Lourdan, and Safyr - or in my modern day fantasy novel, "Incandescence", I really do not go looking for names. At least not for the main characters. They generally just organically appear on the page as I write. Hannah and Michael Brighton. Granmama Adina. Alexander. Summit. Shalisa. Evander. Jonas. Gideon. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Other names, I am not ashamed to admit, come to mind as homages to folks who exist in my real world. Hopefully they will be honored, not vexed, to find that characters such as Isaac, Professor McCormick, Jeremy, Zebulon, Rote, Nguyet, Emily and so on were named after them.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">For important characters - names just seem to happen. For secondary, tertiary, one-offs, and other back ground types, I rely on... whatever is around. Phone books are great for surnames and placenames. Business cards, advertisements, tv, the interwebs... Anything goes. If it suits the situation and setting, it stays. If not - I just keep looking. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I guess what I am trying to say is that I do not have a real strong "process" for naming my characters, not anymore. If a character doesn't name herself, or come pre-equipped with a name, I have to go in search of it. Which is why my first drafts are often littered with OLDGUYNAMEHERE and ANGRYKIDNAMEHERE... and when it comes time to fill-in the blanks, well... I'll let you know. I'm still working on "Incandescence" and there several INSERTNAMEHEREs to fix.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">And while we're on the naming kick - how do you come up with your titles? Because </span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">WOW</span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> - I have trouble with titles. If you ever happen upon the WIP page of my website, you will notice that every single title is a Working Title. Because I have no idea how to name books, I simply refer to them all by a characters name (for example: Rudabet), a theme, a phrase that relates to the plot (ex: The Light of Lun), or even acronyms (ex: PASaRN). </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">So - I'm going to change my question. How do you come up with solid titles for your poems, novels, shorts, papers, series, et cetera?! Because that is what </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">this</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> writer needs to know. *grin*</span></div>
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company called Create Imaginations. Almost a year ago, I found some of his work
online and proceeded to get him to do a book cover for me. I was immediately
captivated by his style and his knack to understand my thoughts and vision for my book. His name is Paul Beeley and I am so glad to have him here today.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;">Hi Debra, thanks for inviting me. </span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;">My<a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=6583316782243178745" name="_GoBack"></a> company specializes in
designing book cover art for independent authors. We create covers specifically
for the Ebook market and for paperback versions. All formatting is done and is
ready for submission to companies such as Create Space.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;">I love creativity, to be able to tell stories
through imagery is what I love. I first began by creating manipulated images
for my then 3 year old son, placing him with characters he loved (Star Wars,
Dragons and his favourite super heroes). His friends would see the pictures and
want one. So, I originally set up personalized images for people and that was
the basis for my company. I always created images for fun, having a story in my
head and then portraying this in a digital format was my true escapism. I used
the website Flickr to showcase these images, and was always met with huge
applause at the upload of a new picture by other flickr users.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 21px;">Creating book covers was a dream come true, it
fitted my creative escapism along with helping authors from around the world
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;">I am passionate about what I do, I get as much
out of creating these images as the author. This is why my costs are lower than
comparable companies, and why the attention to detail is far and above what
others create. Generally I spent around 7 hours creating 1 image, and then some
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;">I always pride myself on a good working relationship
with all the authors I have worked with, being flexible and always wanting the
author to have the WOW factor when seeing the image in its finished state. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;">I never use templates, so all the covers are
completely unique to the story. This uniqueness comes from regular email
contact with the author and I have
the ability to envisage what the author sees as there imagined story. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Can you tell us about that and why she contacted you in the first place?<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;">I received an email from the US author, Sherry
Gammon, and she was interested in my work and was curious as to whether I would
be interested in creating a cover for her new book, “Unlovable.” So, I admitted
to never doing this before, but with a bit of research I created it. She absolutely
loved it! Her sales for the book went through the roof and is currently in the
process of having the book made into a major US movie. I am not saying it is
purely down to the cover I created, as the story is fantastic, but certainly
helped getting those orders of the shelf so to speak. I have built a great
working relationship with Sherry over the past year, and she is always keen to
recommend me in all the literature circles she is in.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Going back to what I touched on at the start of
this interview, I love creating images for fun. Exploring my own imagination
and then working on that image. Here is an image I created for the last World
cup soccer tournament, of the dog with the two lions in the background,
representing Britain’s three lions. Although not intentionally for sale, I had
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;">Ok, for an E-book cover the price is £55 { approx. $86.00 US currency} plus £3
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;">This includes the formatted full cover (Front,
spine and back, with all typography. The image is formatted to the authors
desired book size with the spine adjusted to fit the page amount also). Covers
are presented as a high resolution PDF and JPG. Also, they will receive low res
E-Book versions with and without text. Also provided are three 3d renders of
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ability to tweak. So after we have decided upon an idea, I will send the author
a copy to proof. If there are any tweaks that are needed that is absolutely
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one of which is a 4 book series for the fabulous author Cheryl Shireman. As
much as I would love to post the cover here, I am sworn to secrecy until the
launch. But keep an eye out for her book “Cooper Moon”, I have a feeling it’s
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;">I have a fair few! My all-time favourite has to
be “City of Angels” with Nicolas Cage and Meg Ryan. I’m almost embarrassed to
say but love emotional fantasy type movies. If you have had a look at some of
my images on Flickr this will be obvious </span><span style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 16pt;">J</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;">
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;">I live in London UK with my fiancée, I have a
little boy who I absolutely adore. I also work as a manager in a contact
centre, like to be busy </span><span style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 16pt;">J</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;">The main website is;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Paul for your time with us! Everyone who comments on this post will be in for a
drawing to receive a generous 10% off any purchase. The deadline will be six
days from this post. Winner will be announced here. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;">Thank you, it’s been a pleasure!</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13795597810640266520noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6583316782243178745.post-69036605229607208302012-07-01T08:47:00.001-07:002012-07-01T08:47:49.220-07:00Special Guest K.D. Emerson Shares Her Latest!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style"; font-size: 12.0pt;">An exciting scene from the upcoming novel, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Digitus 233</i> by K.D. Emerson<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style"; font-size: 12.0pt;">It
had been a lazy sunny afternoon. The boys trotted home on the calls from their
mother’s to come to dinner. They didn’t mind as the wind was picking up, making
their game impossible to continue. They didn’t realize what was racing toward
them from the ocean only a few miles away. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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so he took to “his” tree; the big old cypress that stood in the yard of the
abandoned house next to his. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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his favorite perch he could see for miles in any direction. He peered down the
street toward town and watched people scurry into the shops to get out of the
rain. The wind snatched hold of the branches and swung him wildly back and
forth. He didn’t mind. He had been in the tree many times during storms. It
filled him with the feeling of freedom, of flying. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Jackson
held to the branch and swung backward until he was hanging upside down. He
loved watching the ocean waves upside down. It made it look as if the ocean was
really the sky. What he saw this day filled him with dread. Jackson watched in
horror as a raging monster roared toward him. The hurricane smacked into the
coast. It hurled lawn chairs, BBQs, toys, people into the air. The streets
filled with water. Jackson tried to pull himself up. His knees slipped from the
branch. He grabbed the trunk as his body crashed against it with a sickening
thud.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Dirty,
filthy water continued to rise, devouring everything in sight. He sat in the
fork of the branches of “his” tree. The tree he spent his summers in. The tree
he climbed during those times when the arguing and fighting got to be too much
for his young soul to take. The tree that many times was his only friend in the
sweltering heat of the humid summers. Now it was his life line as the storm
raged, whipping leaves and limbs, thrashing against buildings, swallowing his
home below. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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rain rushed at his face and whipped against his arms. His feet slid from below
him and he nearly lost his hold on the rain slick branch. He clutched at it
with all his strength. He set his strong jaw. ‘You will not fall,’ he willed
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style"; font-size: 12.0pt;">The
wail of the wind ripped the clouds into a boiling cauldron above him. The water
below crept higher until his legs were in a foot of filthy water. Garbage floated
by. From the distance a dog paddled through the water toward the tree; on his
last ounce of strength.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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stretched his arm out. He was only inches away from the dog’s collar. He leaned
his body out above the water. “Come on boy, come here.” The dog’s soulful eyes
looked up at him. It flapped his front legs in a churning motion. The dog moved
an inch. Jackson tried again to grab the collar. It slipped from his grip. The
dog sunk under the slime.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style"; font-size: 12.0pt;">“No!”
Jackson yelled above the storm. He quickly wrapped his legs around the branch
and hung upside down. He stretched his body and swung out over the water. His knees
slipped, he ignored it and swung himself again. The dog popped up, his nose
barely clearing the water. Jackson grabbed the dog’s ears and pulled with
everything in him. He dragged the dog to him, held it close to his chest and then
swung himself and the dog back to the trunk of the tree. He grasped the trunk
with one hand while clutching the dog with the other. Tears streamed down his
face and mixed with the rain. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style"; font-size: 12.0pt;">The
dog hung onto his arm with its front paws like he was part human as tears
poured down Jackson’s face. He had watched his whole family die in front of his
face as the waves of water rushed through the streets and slammed into his
home. His sister had tried to get to the roof, but the water was too fast for
her and snatched her off the roof, carrying her away before Jackson could
react. He sat in the tree and cried over the near loss of this mangy mutt who
clung to him. He pressed his face into the wet fur and sobbed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the water receded so did his tears. Ten years had passed, cementing the ducts
of his eyes closed. Jackson was now a hard and disciplined man.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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years ago. We won’t go into how long it has been because she has this fantasy
that she is still a teenager off to conquer the world. She has a passion for
the written word and assisting other writers in becoming the best they can be.
She also loves to promote others and cheer them on to victory. Follow her on
twitter @MstrKoda or you can find her at <a href="http://www.masterkoda.com/">www.masterkoda.com</a>
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I would like to welcome a new guest to my blog today, Jennifer Starks. I would like to know more about you and what book you are reading. I also would like to know more about your upcoming novel.</div>
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What current book am I reading? I have just started a
book by YA author, Samantha Young titled Slumber. I don’t know too much about
it. I picked it up because it was a Free read and I love this author. She’s
featured on my blog and her work is almost always entertaining. The first five
of Slumber are wonderful. </div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">When I was a child
the world smelled of summer. The heady perfume of the dancing, wildflowers
would hug my senses ever time the breeze rattled their song and took them with
it on its journey to sooth my cheeks from the heat of the afternoon sun. The
relieving scent of the damp soil when the sun had pushed the sky too far and it
wept rain for days on end, before wearily turning the world back over to its
golden companion. The refreshing aroma of lemons in the thick air of the house,
mixing with my mother’s baking as she prepared out afternoon repast of bitter
lemonade and thick warm bread, slathered with creamy butter made cold from the
sheltering shade of the larder. And my father’s pipe.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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the blurb, but I know it is a romance, and as I am in the mood for a good
romance I’m sure Samantha’s work will satisfy me. I’ve read other novels by
this author and they’ve all been rife with characters she knows so well it’s
scary. I’m also looking forward to (finishing) Taming of the Wolf by Stephanie
Nelson which I’ll have to do when she releases it very, very soon. Because I’m
in the process of finishing Messy Death, reading has sort of become a back
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conclusion to this book. Who am I to refuse them? <a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=6583316782243178745" name="_GoBack"></a> <span style="font-family: Wingdings;">J</span><br />
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Jennifer Starks has been writing since the tender, but still
wise beyond her years, age of eight. She gets giddy at the thought of visiting
a bookstore, loves that good ole Library smell, is most at home on the couch
reading or at her desk writing. She adores her children (though they make it
entirely difficult to keep any kind of writing schedule) and is humbled beyond
belief to have a mother who fostered her love of the arts and a husband who
supports the lifestyle even when it means listening to her type at 5 AM. Messy
Death will be Jennifer’s debut novel. Updates on its progress can be found at <a href="http://www.jenniferstarks.wordpress.com/">www.jenniferstarks.wordpress.com</a>
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13795597810640266520noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6583316782243178745.post-82266898566780252942012-06-18T20:05:00.002-07:002012-06-19T09:42:31.871-07:00Meet Dvora Swickle<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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In school I was not a very good student. Dyslexia with unbendable comprehension problems I learned to read fanatically
and fast. I read as quickly as I
could so I would not have to read again.
The teacher would smile at me and say, “Good job you have been
practicing, very nice.” After my
fear of reading would subside I would sit and watch the words go by. Saying each word before the other
student who was reading and thought, how smart am I. The real issue was, I had no idea what anyone was reading or
what the topic of conversation was and answering questions were out of the
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found my self writing poetry. Broken
in sentence structure, the rules were different I could really be who I wanted
to be with poetry. I could
describe my heart into words and others understood me beautifully. I found my nitch, but it did nothing
for learning math and taking tests.</div>
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found myself writing poetry and songs for various bands and then for my own
bands. I sang until my voice let
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After
my girls were born I wrote poetry here and there making them laugh at dinner
until my daughter ask me to write it down, so I could repeat them to them for
memorizing is a very difficult thing for me. I memorize by seeing a picture in my head and can bring it
up, if I had written it or drew it.</div>
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didn’t really read to other kids because I felt my poetry was odd. After a few comments by grownups that I
needed to learn how to write properly I was fizzled into thinking who am I to
think I can write, being a poor student all my life. I love to create, draw, and write songs, poetry, stories and
act. My illustrations were off, unlined and prospectively kittywampus. I wanted to draw so bad but seeing
lines are a hardship for me.
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Then
a parent heard me read on of my stories to my girls I do not remember where I
was, she looked at me and said, “You write like Shel Silverstien, that was a fabulous story and you read it so
beautifully.” I sat there stunned
as she got up and walked away thinking, you have to be kidding I actually write
like someone who is famous. I
asked my girls who he was and my daughter said, “The Giving Tree.” When I show’d my stories to my sister
she said the same thing. I had to find out who he was and read he works.</div>
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I
found he loved to draw. But he
drew from his head. In school he
was a poor student and exited schools several times due to bad grades. He found a nitch in drawing for playboy
and articles in magazines.
He never thought about children’s book until someone asked him to write
them. He had never really studied
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I
feel I am close to this writer without knowing him at all. Except for what I
know by reading his works. The
Giving Tree is fabulous and it shows life from small to tall. Explains how life gives freely and how
it can be taken just as fast, a great book worth reading to all ages. I guess I have to say I feel close to
this author but I am also compassionate about the famous Dr. Suess. </div>
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author do you like? Why do you
like them? Does this author remind
you of yourself or someone you someday wish to be like? What books do you read and is that the
type of book you would write or just read. Thank you so much for your precious time, TTRAB remember ‘Time
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Dvora Swickle
lives in the quaint fishing village of Gig Harbor, Washington. There the grass is green, the trees are
tall, and the animals roam freely.
Come and join her as she share her many tales. Dvora’s words will tantalize your tongue and tickle your
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Dvora Swickle (AKA D.A. Johnson) has been entertaining and
writing for children (and her two kids) for over 20 years. Dvora drove school
bus for 10 years, creating poems for children to read upon arrival to school.
Dvora loves to read in school classrooms, children are captivated by her voice.
Dvora works with special needs children and is devoted to helping students 18
to 21 transition from high school into the work community and living
independently. Stories can
help students understand problems without feeling it is directed towards them
personally. Working in the school system for 17 years, has been a blessing for
her and the students around her, finding time to read during library time Dvora
enjoys reading and putting fun voices to her characters, inviting children to
take part. Every time she reads
"sweet green grass" kids are encouraged to raise there hands. Dvora loves seeing all the fingers in
the air, makes her feel so appreciated and warm in knowing they are really
listening.</div>
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She has written over 40 stories and is the author of two
poetry collections. The first poetry collection "Dress Up" is
available in paperback. The second collection "Kittywampus" is
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Dvora encourages young children to develop a life-long love
for language and reading. She believes that poetry can play a big role in
motivating children to read. "Poetry helps young readers understand
language, words and feelings through rhythm and rhyme. Children feel comfortable with poems because
it's like playtime with words." </div>
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In Dvora's poetry and stories, a positive attitude toward
life is the major theme and each story ends with a moral. "Many of my
stories present situations where something goes wrong," she says. "I use loving characters alongside
funny and familiar situations to show ways in which we can overcome any
obstacles in school or home with patience and grace."</div>
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like Twilight</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">We all have been there. One day we are having
romantic dinners for two and the next day we are wandering down the frozen food
aisle looking at Lean Cuisine for one. It sucks! Come on…I hear a deep sigh
from the wounded…those memories haunt us and inspire us to keep looking for “
the one.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">We are the happiest when we are in love and for
most it doesn’t come easy. How many times do we try to get it right? Don’t ask
me because I’ll be embarrassed! Very few get it right the first time. I’m going
to self diagnose here, something that I have gotten better at in my old age.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Our first concept of love comes from our family,
but mine never were openly demonstrative in that department. Sure, my mother
took good care of us and my dad worked hard to provide for us all. I was the
oldest of six girls. That’s right, </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">six!</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">
My parents never showed open affection to each other or to us. I never saw them
hug, kiss or even hold hands. They were shy, reserved and quiet and I was also like
that in my early years. I yearned though for the affection of just hearing
someone say I love you.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">So, I first found love in the form of a small
wiggly puppy. Yep, my first love was dogs. Many times they were my only friends.
You can always love just </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">one more dog!</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">
Whenever I have lost a beloved pet I tell myself I don’t want another one, but
have I only loved one dog? Of course not, I’ve had many and I’ve loved them
all. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">My second love was teen idols! I’m sorry, but I
have to be honest here. I grew up in the seventies. I’m talking about bell-bottoms,
rock and roll music and Elvis.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> My
third concept of love was from television shows. I Love Lucy, Leave it to Beaver, The Dick Van Dyke
Show. Everyone wanted parents like that!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">My fourth concept of love was books! Glorious,
exciting, mesmerizing books! When I was in second grade my teacher took me to
the library and I fell under the spell of The Little Princess, by Francis
Hodgins Burnette, who also wrote The Secret Garden.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Later, I became totally spellbound by romance
novels. It was Barbara Cartland, Grace Livingston Hill and currently Stephanie
Meyers. Their words of romance and ideals of love spoke to my heart.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Yes, I have read all of the Twilight books by
Stephanie Meyers. Amazon deemed her book Twilight, the best book of the decade.
It was kind of weird that teenage daughters and their mothers and even </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">grandmothers</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> all were under the Twilight
spell.</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">What was all the
fuss about? It was never about Edward or Jacob or even the real life actors for
me…sorry Rob! It was the concept of a forever love. It thrilled me, lifted me
and gave me back my dreams of knowing that kind of love. We all want a love
like Twilight!</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">So much so, that I
wrote my own paranormal romance called Radiance:Love after Death. Marena Jacobs
was not your typical kind of heroine. She was overweight, divorced and a
workaholic.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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to change one night in ways she never imagined. She fell in love with the man
of her dreams </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">after she died. ~<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Something more
happened to her in those seconds she passed from life to death. Waking up from
a coma three months later, bits and pieces come back to her and it is more
fantastic that she ever imagined…so much so, she thinks she may have lost her
mind. The truth however, stands in front of her and he’s over six feet tall and
not going to take no for an answer! </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Debra Jayne East was born the oldest of six girls in Martinsville,
Virginia. For as long as she could remember, she loved to keep journals, write
poetry and short stories. She researched her family tree and suddenly she
understood why. Her distant relative, Violet Florence Martin was an Irish author,
born in 1862, who wrote under the pen name of Martin Ross in the late 19th and
early 20th</span></span><u><span style="color: blue; font-family: Courier;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
</span></span></u><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">century. Learning about her
heritage encouraged her to follow her dreams of being a writer. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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have to say I am very honored to have Ed Griffin on my blog this week. His post is inspirational and gripping.
I want you to read a little about Ed and </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">find out more about
this interesting and talented writer.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">Bio: </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">Ed
Griffin teaches creative writing at Matsqui Prison, a medium security prison in
Western Canada. He taught the same subject at Waupun prison, a maximum security
prison in Wisconsin.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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began his professional life in 1962 as a Roman Catholic priest in Cleveland,
Ohio. There he became active in the civil rights movement and marched in Selma
with Doctor Martin Luther King. Removed from a suburban parish for his
activities, he served for three years in Cleveland’s central city. His years in
the Roman Catholic Priesthood are the subject of his next novel.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"> A Safe Place I Knew as a Child<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">I first heard that writing prompt from a First
Nations man who spoke to my creative writing class in a maximum-security prison
in Wisconsin. I’ve used it ever since myself.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">It’s an amazing prompt. It takes even hardened
convicts right back into their childhood and they start the long process of
thinking how they came to be who they are.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">Over the years I’ve used it in both male and female
prisons and with my writing students in the community.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">A save place I knew as a child was:<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">* Under the stairs when my father was drinking<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">* In my mother’s skirt when my dad and sister were
arguing<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">* At my grandma’s house, cause my dad was in jail
and my mom lived with a man who was mean to me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">* In the library where I would read books all day<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">* On my bed where I escaped to the places I read
about<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">* The foster kids beat me up, so I hid in an
abandoned car behind the barn<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">* By the maple tree in our back yard. When my mom
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">If words could sing, and a song can be heard from what has
been written, then a thousand tales can arise from a few simple words. When
written thoughtfully, a small simple shard of thought can be more creative and
more potent than a rushed prose. But the question I want to look at is not
about the songs that words could give us, instead I want to look at what song
would best fit Timber Varden. You know what I mean right?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">You don’t? Okay then, let me take this a little further for
you. During the writing process of Timber Varden I spent many hours listening
to one song and one song alone. And yet that same song isn’t one that
represents the story that it tells. It doesn’t give you any depths about the
struggle within it, the searching that continues throughout it. Nor does it
give you any indication of what is felt from the characters within it. There
may be small aspects of it within my novel, but not enough for me to turn
around and say that it would best represent my book.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">However, there is one such song out there that I can say
best represents Timber Varden. Well, there might be a few but this one in
particular was written specifically for another book/film. But upon hearing it
last month, I knew that it depicted the bond between my two main characters and
how strongly they felt for each other. I bet you’re now wondering what that
song is, if you haven’t guessed already huh?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I’m sure many of you will be familiar with the film that
it’s connected to, and as such I need not mention it here. The song itself
however is known as A Thousand Years by Christina Perri. In which it depicts
the love held between Christian and Amelia. It gives a clear indication of how
these two characters feel about each other, despite what they have gone
through, they are still deeply in love and will always be there for each other.
Come rain or shine they will stand strong for each other, but they must first
face the hardest challenge of their lives in order to put everything else back
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Called out in the Dark by Snow Patrol, was the only song I could write to when
working on Timber Varden. I don’t know what it was about that song but it
seemed at the time that I couldn’t connect to the book unless I had that on.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Jennifer spent many years without daring to lift a pen,
without writing a word that wasn't forced. But 2008 arrived and with it, her
love of writing. She began with poetry which quenched her thirst to begin with
but soon that wasn't enough to satisfy her. 2011 arrived with a dream to write
her first novel - Awakening, which is on-going. November saw her attempt her
first NaNoWriMo, and so Timber Varden was born, with the bulk of it being
written within that month. Now she finds herself aiming to re-write that draft
and turn it into her first published novel.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; line-height: 14px;">W<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">hile she aims to work through the edits needed, updates on her progress can be found on here -</span></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/AuthorJenniferDon" rel="nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">http://www.facebook.com/AuthorJenniferDon</span></span></a></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new', monospace; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">What inspired you to write?</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new', monospace; line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">I guess it was reading all these good books that told a story I could be engrossed in – often to the point of forgetting to eat. I never really believed I could, not even with the support of my friends and writing buddies. Even my dreams seemed to have a story like progression towards them – but four books really inspired me to push myself into writing properly. I was first introduced (properly) to wolves when I was 11, and I picked up a book called The Sight – and even now I can remember how the book starts (of course I’ve read it since then) and fell in love with a book told from their point of view.</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new', monospace; line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">After that came Fell, the sequel – and I’ve never cried so much during one book! It followed on the story in a way that really did engross me. My main influence was the duo, The Wolves of Time – well-written, unusually based but again, it wasn’t something that I could see pulling at me properly.</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new', monospace; line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">I was toying with writing one day, and I even had the opening to Echoes of Winter typed up…all four paragraphs of it. I gave up for the night and watched a TV show which mentioned how all dogs stemmed from three European wolves – and after sleeping I dreamed the main character up. Convel was born and the next day I had over 2000 words written up. I ended up fighting my way to 19,000 words where writer’s block (yes that dreaded, evil fiend) caught me firmly in its grasp. I didn’t write any more on it in a long while…and that’s when I decided to do NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) and added a further 54,000 words to it.</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new', monospace; line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">This gave me the boost I needed (along with those from the NaNoWriMo group pushing me along) to carry ON writing and writing…and even writing some more. Now, Echoes of Winter is a finished manuscript, with almost 118,000 words in its entirety, and a publishing date to be announced – and believe me, that alone will inspire me to continue writing even more!</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new', monospace; line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">I've also found that, upon reflection, my dog Gypsi (now running over the Rainbow Bridge) has also inspired me. She was my baby, my constant companion and my mood barometer. There wasn't a dog better for a pet, I'm sad enough that even now I miss her and the way she helped me with my writing by being there for me all the time.</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new', monospace; line-height: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Dominique can be friended on Facebook here: </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/WaterSinger">https://www.facebook.com/WaterSinger</a></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new', monospace; line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Her author page on Facebook is here: </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Dominique-Goodall-author/250907358312446">https://www.facebook.com/pages/Dominique-Goodall-author/250907358312446</a></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new', monospace; line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">The page for Echoes of Winter is here: </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Echoes-of-Winter/355235744499607">https://www.facebook.com/pages/Echoes-of-Winter/355235744499607</a></span></span></span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Courier; font-size: 14pt;">I’m not
talking about the strawberry carbonated beverage kind. I’m talking about the
weak in the knees, heart palpitating, swooning I’ll name my firstborn child
after you crush. Everyone has them at sometime in their life.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Courier; font-size: 14pt;">I divide
crushes in two categories. The first one is a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">fantasy</i> crush; the other is a real life crush. A fantasy crush is
when you go crazy over a singer, band, actor or other celebrity. Usually, it
just sells a lot of movies and albums. A real life crush is a friend, a teacher
or stranger you meet and are attracted to. It rarely leads up to anymore than
that. As a matter of fact, the majority of crushes never get revealed at all!
Let me share with you a past crush of mine, which will tell you how old I am,
but at this point age is just a number!<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Courier; font-size: 14pt;">First, I
think I had a crush on this guy because my mother did. He was the lead intern
in a show named after him and women went nuts over his weekly show. Can you
guess ladies? It was Dr.Kildare! Played by Richard Chamberlin, he sure looked
great in a white lab coat that’s for sure. There was something very appealing about
the show that aired to audiences in the sixties.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Courier; font-size: 14pt;">These
days, crushes means lots of money for Hollywood. All you have to say is Edward
and Jacob and everyone knows there the two leading men from the Twilight fame.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Courier; font-size: 14pt;">So, who
is my crush these days? Wouldn’t you know I had to create one for myself! I got
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Courier; font-size: 14pt;">His name
is David Martin and he is the male lead in my paranormal romance novel,
Radiance: Love after Death.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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Jacobs married her high school sweetheart and thought Ben was her one true
love. After being together for years and having a son together their marriage
ends in a bitter divorce. She never imagined she would be alone in her forties.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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home from work one night in a rainstorm, her car crashes and she is shocked to
be experiencing the last seconds of her life. She could feel herself floating
and staring down at the life that had once belonged to her.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Courier; font-size: 14pt;">Months
down the road after her accident recovery, Marena meets a stranger who seems to
be rather different from most men. He is tall, kind hearted and not afraid to
take risk. His name is David and he just happens to be totally blind, although
that never stops him from doing anything. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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expecting to be attracted to someone after losing Ben, Marena finds herself
fantasizing about his touch and his kiss not long after they meet. When she
finally realizes he has fallen in love with her, she finds out he is the last
person on earth she should fall in love with, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">ever</i>. Their secret crush on each other nearly destroys everything
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Courier; font-size: 14pt;">So, does
David sound sexy? Believe me, he is! I created David with everything you could
want in a man. He’s tall, good looking and in his sixties although he does not
look a day over forty-one! {Hey, Edward Cullen was over a hundred!}<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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say that he was a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">virgin?</i> Yes, you
heard me...a virgin! Might as well make it interesting!<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Courier; font-size: 14pt;">So, that
ladies, is my fantasy crush. I hope you will want to read David and Marena’s
love story. For the meantime, comment on this blog about the interview or about
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">your</i> crush and you’ll be put in a
drawing to win this e-book for free!<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Courier; font-size: 14pt;">It’s been a pleasure being here today!<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Finding a crooked heart-shaped stone in the grass inspired me to write Radiance:Love after Death. I wondered what if....your heart was <i>broken </i>beyond repair? What if your soul mate turned out to be pretending all those years you were together. What would you do? Marena Jacobs found herself in just that position at 43 years of age. Divorced for three years, she had become a workaholic and had no hope of ever finding love again.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Driving home from Eden, North Carolina, she encounters a strange turn of events. She notices a young boy walking home and is just about to pull over when her car dies at a stoplight. A blinding light and crash send her spiraling between life and death.At first, she is afraid. Could this be heaven or somewhere else? She sees a radiant white light and the outline of <i>something or someone.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Three months later, she wakes up in a hospital with little memory of the past. Her future however, has been directed to a different change of events. Alone while taking a bath one evening, she realizes her injury prevents her from getting out of the deep claw foot tub......</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Excerpt:<br />First,
a blue jeaned leg with a black harness boot comes through the window
and the other, soon after. “I’m coming in, don’t be afraid!” a deep
voice bellowed. A man, maybe in his early forties, straightens up in
front of the curtains, and I don’t think I have ever seen anyone that
tall in person before. He has to be six-foot eight or nine at least with
long, brown hair pulled back in a ponytail.<br />He’s wearing a chambray
shirt neatly tucked into his jeans. He stands there quietly, in a black
over-coat and dark sunglasses. Just who has climbed in my window? He
turns his head as if he’s scanning the room.<br />“Could you manage to not
look just yet, please? I’m in the tub.” I try to grab the towel but
can’t reach it, so I just fold my arms across my chest. My face has to
be red as a beet.<br />“Don’t worry, I can’t see you,” he says calmly.<br />“Well,
I’m right here in front of you. Hard to miss my red face,” I snap.<br />“Honest,
I can’t see you, I’m blind.”<br />I almost laugh, but I don’t.<br />“Who
are you?”<br />“David
Martin. I’m two days late, I was supposed to be here Thursday, but the
train had some mechanical problems which caused a delay.”<br />I recalled,
after a few seconds, that Selena said earlier that the person never
showed up who is supposed to stay here. What is his name oh darn… it’s
Martin.<br />“Oh… well,” I stutter. Mortified, I wonder what I’m going to
do. Things like this always happen to me.<br />“What’s your problem here,
maybe I can help?” He takes a few steps closer.<br />“Are you really
blind?” I ask, unsure.<br />“Well,
see if this will help you decide. He pulls out one of those folded,
walking canes. Instantly leaping through the window when he whistles, is
a small brown and white cocker spaniel dog.<br />“Meet Bradley, my
official Seeing Eye dog, and this is my walking cane,” he smiles. He
uses it to walk closer to me sweeping from left to right. He manages to
avoid objects in his path, and he stops just a few feet away. Not a bad
looking fellow, just intimidating, I think to myself.<br />My mind starts
racing, and suddenly, I wanted to get out of this situation before it
got any worse.<br />I
realize I can stay in the tub all night, or get on with the evening,
and ask him to help me. I swallow my pride. I become flustered but I try
to sound calm. “It’s nice to meet you David. I seem to be stuck in the
tub. I’ve been in an accident, and my knee isn’t quite healed yet. Could
you help me out?”<br />“I’ll try.”<br />I’m glad if I had to be stuck in an
embarrassing predicament, that it’s a blind man who has come to my
rescue. The absurdity of the situation puts a blush on my face. Before I
could dwell on it too much, he comes over and lifts me out of the tub,
into his arms. I’m getting him wet, but he doesn’t seem to mind. As he
holds me, his eyes never once look towards my face, or down at my body.
Despite the fact, he seems unaffected by my nakedness; my body chooses
to respond against my will. A flush of excitement surprises me. He is
strong and the most masculine type of male I’d seen in a long time.</span><br />
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13795597810640266520noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6583316782243178745.post-13130113577030380022012-03-26T17:23:00.000-07:002012-03-27T13:11:21.553-07:00Guest Author Dianna BelleRose<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b><i> I would like to introduce to you to a new friend of mine who has just released a book called Fire and Ice. Her name is Dianna BelleRose. Her story is set during the Great Depression and the characters, Nancy and Tom will rivet you to their story of love and betrayal.</i></b></div>
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<b><i> About the book…</i></b><br />
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<b><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Which of the characters in Fire and Ice did you enjoy writing most? What made them so special to you? I loved writing about Nancy, she was my favorite character because has some traits I posses, very family oriented.</i></b></div>
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<b><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Yes, I love music makes me relaxed and helps me work better.</i></b></div>
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<b><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> When did you know you wanted to be a writer?</i></b></div>
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<b><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> It was about five years ago when I had this voice inside my head telling me to write a book. It was so persistent, so I finally did it and that is how “Fire and Ice” came to life.</i></b></div>
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<b><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> Is there a message you’d like readers to take away from Fire and Ice?</i></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Things are not always what it seems to look like. Always be ready for surprises and never give up.</i></b></div>
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<b><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span>Are you currently working on a sequel or something equally extraordinary? Want to tell us a little about it?</i></b></div>
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<b><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Yes I do, I am working on my second romantic fiction novel which is the second part of “Fire and Ice”.</i></b></div>
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<b><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> Dianna, could you tell us a little about yourself, your hobbies or family?</i></b></div>
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<b><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I love my family, cannot get enough of spending time with them. They are very important for me. In my free time I love to read, exercise and paint. Yoga is my favorite because it brings me back to the spirituality and clears my head. </i></b></div>
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<b><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> Finally, where can readers purchase your book and do you have a personal link you would like to share? They can buy it on Amazon and Barnes&Nobel.</i></b></div>
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<b><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I would love to share my website as well: <a href="http://www.fire-andice.com/">http://www.fire-andice.com/</a> and <a href="http://www.diannabellerose.com/">http://www.diannabellerose.com/</a></i></b></div>
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<b><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">My blog spot:<a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1950861797"> www.diannabellerose-authorfireandice.blogspot.com </a></i></b></div>
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<b><i> Thanks Dianna for sharing with us about your book, Fire and Ice. All readers who comment below will be eligible for a drawing for a free e-copy of your book.</i></b><br />
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