tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15236245555041560772024-03-12T23:12:22.580-07:00MARGARET WEST.Romance AuthorMargaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.comBlogger185125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-17356066466199301392012-10-16T14:37:00.000-07:002012-10-16T14:37:58.843-07:00Welcome Lorrie StruiffToday I am welcoming friend and fabulous author of many boosk, Lorrie Struiff.<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">Thanks so much for allowing me to come back
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HEAP OF TROUBLE from MuseItup publishing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">If you readers like a mish-mash of sweet
romance, old west setting, cattle rustling, and an imp of a ringtail monkey’s
antics, this is the book for you. It’s different. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Sheriff Cole Walker of Cold Creek Kansas,
and he’s a hunk, has his sights set on pretty Mattie Wells as soon as she
arrives in town. She sure makes his spurs jingle. He tries to woo her, but the
little gal refuses to ever get married. Mattie has a dark secret that makes her
feel this way. But Cole is determined to learn her secret while harboring a few
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<span lang="EN-US">Then, he also has cattle rustlers to find
quickly, or an all out war may start between the rancher JJ and the farmers.
The mayor gives him and his deputies one month before he’ll call for outside
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<span lang="EN-US">Then there is Beggar, the ringtail monkey
that decides to adopt Cole. Now, Cole isn’t fond of critters of any kind, but
Mattie finds the little thing so adorable and takes a shine to men who have
pets. What’s a fella to do? Especially when he learns that Beggar sneaks out at
night, steals the townsfolk’s knackery and hides them under Cole’s bed. He’ll
look foolish putting the fur ball in the Hoosegow. ‘Sides, he’d slip out
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rustlers roaming the hills, and an imp of a thieving monkey. Yep, I’d say Cole
has a heap of trouble on his hands.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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mind shattered. He clasped her upper arms and deepened the kiss. Her lips
softened, parted under his. She tasted so sweet, and her scent made him dizzy.
With what little sanity he had left, he held his lower body away from hers and
fought the maddening urge to crush her against the door and devour her with his
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a weight fell onto his back like a sack of potatoes. Cole jerked, breaking the
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leaped from Cole’s shoulder to the rail, making annoying lip-smacking sounds
and rocking back and forth. The dang rascal. Maybe he should shoot him. He
jabbed his elbow back and knocked Beggar off the rail, hoping Mattie wouldn’t
notice in the dark. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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took in a sharp breath and stepped away from Mattie, heat riding up his face.
Now he did it. She was gonna smack him for sure. He took her hand. “I’m sorry,
Mattie. My brain went sideways there for a little bit.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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not your fault. I’m the one that started it.” She lowered her eyes. “I
shouldn’t have, and I really shouldn’t have accepted your invitation today,
either.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I thought you liked me a mite?” He stepped back. “Are you sayin’ you’re sorry
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(Originally published December 2011)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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paperback at all major retailers including Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and
Books-A-Million.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">One woman's story of overcoming a marriage
filled with deceit, infidelity, and abuse to living a life filled with joy,
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heartbreaking, drama filled autobiographical tale of her tumultuous marriage to
Spank. He is verbally and mentally abusive and can't seem to control his
incessant cheating. But it didn't start that way! They met and became the best
of friends. Almost inseparable from the start. As Spank's true self was slowly
being revealed the relationship picked up speed and eventually began to spin
out of control. She saw the signs but her desire to keep her family intact was
far greater. Despite the craziness, her love for him fueled the drama fire and
his selfishness was the wind that kept it ablaze. There was a lesson to be
learned from all of this and she was determined to figure it out.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“The butterflies were swarming and I was
warming up on the inside. He sat back on the couch and began to swirl his
finger around the curls in my hair. He pulled me back to him and his lips
touched mine. The kiss was so passionate it sent jolts through my body. Then
all of a sudden he abruptly pulled away from me. “Go ahead and finish eating. I
have more planned” he said with great confidence.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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told me, “sometimes you have to put things on the back burner to get what you want.
Once I got you, I moved everything from the back to the front.” This explained
it all! I was just something to be conquered. He didn’t love me, not one bit.
It was all a game. “<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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pictures? What woman doesn’t take pictures on vacation? You’re just walking
around looking like you’re a man or something. What was the point of you
bringing the camera?<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">I
didn’t know picture taking was gender specific! If you aren’t happy with the
amount of pictures I’m taking or the lack thereof you are more than welcome to
take them yourself.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m
not doing anything. You’re the woman so you are supposed to do it. I don’t know
why you want to be a man so bad. Senica you aren’t a man. You can’t be the man.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Huh?!?
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radio host, and speaker is passionate about helping women overcome the
destruction in their life to reveal their true beauty and greatness. As a
survivor of domestic violence, sexual assault, and destructive relationships,
Senica founded SennySen to be a guiding light to women and teen girls. Senica
is the author of Married to Him, an autobiography of the destruction she faced
in her abusive destructive marriage.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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Free Yourself: A Guide to Healing from Divorce or a Heart Wrenching Breakup by
Starting Over, Rediscovering You, & Crushing Bitterness, Anger, and
Resentment. Visit her at </span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: blue;"><a href="http://www.sennysen.com/">http://www.sennysen.com</a></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">
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My Guest today is the lovely T.J. Dell. When she
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">isn't reading or writing (which is almost
never), she is enjoying a blissfully boring life with her family in
Maryland.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her two greatest wishes are to
serve on a Starfleet Starship or to be invited to join the Justice League.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sure her chances are slim, but she's a big
believer in dreaming big.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">A hopeless romantic to her very core, TJ's books
explore every corner of the wobbly-kneed-world of romance novels.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She has a particular penchant for Young Adult
themes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Dell's debut novel 'Her Best
Friend's Brother' is enjoying its tenth month as an Amazon best seller, and her
popular Elfkin Series is hot on its heels.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Here is her book tour <a href="http://www.virtualbooktourcafe.com/3/post/2012/07/whispers-in-the-woodsthe-complete-collection-by-tj-dell.html">link</a></span><a href="http://www.virtualbooktourcafe.com/3/post/2012/07/whispers-in-the-woodsthe-complete-collection-by-tj-dell.html">-</a> </o:p></span></div>
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be giving away 2 signed paperbacks of Whispers in the Woods, along with three
$5 Amazon Gift Cards during her tour. The Rafflecopter code is below, please
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<strong><u><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #444444; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal; mso-bidi-language: HI; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: HI; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;">Vol. I</span></u></strong><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal; mso-bidi-language: HI; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: HI; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">When Evie Parker meets Lucas Spencer she begins to
feel hope again. Lately she's been going through life in a fog and Lucas is all
about teaching her how to have fun again. For the first time since the accident
she knows what it means to be happy.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">So who cares if Lucas is a little odd. It isn't
that strange that she's never met his parents, or that teachers never seem to
notice when he's late for class. Evie tries not to care, but on top of all his
peculiar behavior she's been feeling kind of sick lately-- ever since she met
Lucas actually.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">When Lucas decides it is time to come clean with
all his secrets Evie has to make <span lang="EN-US" style="color: #444444; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal; mso-bidi-language: HI; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: HI; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;">some hard decisions.</span> </span></span></div>
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<strong><u><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #444444; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">Vol. II</span></u></strong><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;"><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">All Evie wants is a little bit of normal in her
life-- is that really too much to ask?</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">Lucas isn't normal, but he makes her happy. That
should count for something. Evie thinks she can find a balance that will let
her be normal and also be with him.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">Of course she hadn't counted on adding his family
into the mix, or his ex-girlfriend.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">Life with an elf is never boring.</span><br />
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<strong><u><span style="color: #444444; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">Vol III</span></u></strong><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">Lucas and Evie were finally at a place where Evie
was comfortable with her mix of normal human teenager and fantastical elf
boyfriend. Then she went and got herself crushed by a tree.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">Evie wakes up with a whole lot of extra issues to
deal with. Not the least of which is a trip inside the Veil to see Lucas's
home. She never would have agreed to go if she'd known she was going to have
her own secret to hide.</span><br />
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<b><span style="color: #444444;">Genre</span></b><span style="color: #444444;">:Young
Adult Paranormal Romance</span><br />
<b><span style="color: #444444;">Publisher</span></b><span style="color: #444444;">:Independently
published</span><br />
<b><span style="color: #444444;">Release Date:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;">May
21, 2012</span><br />
<b><span style="color: #444444;">Purchase Links</span></b><span style="color: #444444;">:<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Whispers-Complete-Collection-Elfkin-ebook/dp/B0084XCRVU/ref=tmm_kin_title_0?ie=UTF8&qid=1343249434&sr=1-2"> Amazon</a> <a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/whispers-in-the-woods-tj-dell/1111569369?ean=9781477634967">Barnes and Nobel</a> <a href="http://www.booksamillion.com/p/Whispers-Woods-Complete-Collection/Tj-Dell/9781477634967?id=5417972292235">Books a Million</a></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">“Is something wrong with your pizza?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Lucas paused between giant bites of his
dinner.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Two huge slices piled high with
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">“No.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m
just letting it cool off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I prefer to be
able to taste my food.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My own single
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the temperature.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“It should be cool
enough.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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always, he was right.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A moment before
steam had been drifting off my plate, and now it was perfectly cooled:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>still warm enough to taste good, but nowhere
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thoughts I’d been ignoring for the past forty-eight hours.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That area of my mind was getting mighty
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">“Eat, Evie.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>You’re making me self-conscious.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">“I really don’t think that’s possible.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Besides, food clearly doesn’t affect your
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</span>The way he was staring at me—well, I may as well have smacked him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“What do you mean?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span>Probably I should have kept that to myself.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Nothing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I just… well, look at you. I’ve watched you consume a gazillion calories
over the last two days and you still look… well, the way you look.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">“I think there is a compliment in there
somewhere.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A grin broke out on his
face.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">“Umm… yeah.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I guess.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Man, that was
embarrassing!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">Lucas got up from his chair and settled himself
next to me in the booth.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“You don’t
think I’m normal?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His whisper was low
and husky, and his breath tickled against my ear.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">“Are you?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Could he hear my heart?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Could
everyone in the building hear it?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was
certainly beating loud enough.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">“If I’m not normal, does that bother you?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Would it matter?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Would you still have agreed to come here with
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">“Probably.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>My voice was squeaking.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">“Which one, Evie?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He lifted his hands to frame my face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>His beautiful soft eyes bore into mine as though this was the most
important conversation he’d ever had.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">“Probably I would still have come to dinner with
you.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">Relief flashed in his eyes—and something else,
too.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At the time I couldn’t recognize it
for what it was: guilt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I’m not sure
you know what you’re saying, but I’ll take it anyway.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">He tasted like pizza.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That was the first thought to register in my
brain after his lips touched mine.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It
was also the last thought.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The entire
restaurant melted away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In a corner to
our left a kid was screaming for more French fries.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Two tables to our right a group of kids argued
as they counted their pocket change on the tabletop.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All around us arcade games buzzed and beeped
while children cheered.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I heard none of
it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">I know what you’re thinking.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And yes, we were in a family restaurant
surrounded by children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But I swear it
wasn’t like that; not on the outside anyway.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>His kiss was soft and sweet.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His
hands never left my face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The amazing,
earth-shattering, life-defining moment was happening on the inside.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Something deep inside me snapped.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not snapped apart.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>God knows I’d been broken into enough pieces
recently.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was more like snapping
together.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It felt like finding last
piece of sky in a big jigsaw puzzle.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
could feel him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just like the day
before, only times a thousand.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">“Oh wow.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
grinned when we pulled away.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Mangal;">“Uh-oh,” he said at the very same moment.</span></div>
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<br />Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-83916432838800533322012-09-04T07:39:00.005-07:002012-09-04T08:11:56.870-07:00REVIEW<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEj0jdK00eOwLaMifUmxlbZW7ibQ_c8JI0EoZQKP3LOAtJ6EFpTVETfKQrAl57kMiUy_lUPH5SFux2Bg1nXCBMQr1B0DxtAHAr1o9IXdsfguDNsW5BYAInIdyr2A1vGxVMLhvd9DKNgtv3/s1600/book.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5784332840608217682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEj0jdK00eOwLaMifUmxlbZW7ibQ_c8JI0EoZQKP3LOAtJ6EFpTVETfKQrAl57kMiUy_lUPH5SFux2Bg1nXCBMQr1B0DxtAHAr1o9IXdsfguDNsW5BYAInIdyr2A1vGxVMLhvd9DKNgtv3/s400/book.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /> <strong>A Woman’s heart By Susanna Hargreaves</strong><br />A woman’s heart is a journey of a grief. It isn’t full of hysterical tears and depression, even though loosing a child must be one of the worst tragedy’s a mother should ever have to endure. When the heart aches and the body feel weighted down by pain Sarah calls to god for help, and he sends help in the guide of her guardian angel, Arden. The story moves along quickly, and the characters introduced are engaging. London is a busy city, where people hurtle from A to B with no regard for others, yet Sarah doesn’t see the rush, only the experience of being somewhere that eases her pain. Susanna’s description of London is accurate and she has done her homework on researching it. You feel you are almost there with her descriptive flair.<br />A lovely short story that will lighten even the hardest heart.<br /><br />I give this story five stars. Well worth reading<br /><br />Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-46129615832454024002012-08-06T08:14:00.008-07:002012-08-14T13:12:51.156-07:00Peace Blitz<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDC3mbhZKeooQW8gEgPpnmQgdqRJ0ReA6hHNJr4HfDT5qZBx0CdtroPH5lPV_zK753LJzwAo5HtXOTWLE2oejo9bo0-kKq1pxBZQEv-0t34tBfRdxoe8js-BORSnGArbZlxZen9jhQELuf/s1600/archangel_raphael21.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5773579260541182114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDC3mbhZKeooQW8gEgPpnmQgdqRJ0ReA6hHNJr4HfDT5qZBx0CdtroPH5lPV_zK753LJzwAo5HtXOTWLE2oejo9bo0-kKq1pxBZQEv-0t34tBfRdxoe8js-BORSnGArbZlxZen9jhQELuf/s320/archangel_raphael21.jpg" /></a><br /><br />PEACE BLITZ! 73rd anniversary of the crash of the G-AESY one day Peace hop on Wednesday August 15th PEACE BLITZ!<br /><br /><br />Find a corner of your house that is quiet. That could be a bedroom, bathroom, conservatory or place in your garden. On a small table place a Rose quartz and Amethyst tumbled stone. If you have untumbled stones, they are even better.<br />Amethyst is very good for overworked, overstressed, or overwhelmed minds as it is very calming. Many people sleep with an Amethyst crystal under their pillow to give them a restful sleep. Rose quartz is a crystal that heals the heart of past and present emotional wounds. When placed together these crystals can balance the Heart, Mind, and Soul.<br />Burn some lavender incense, as lavender is a healer on all levels. You can have a small angel on your table if that is your desire. Archangel Raphael is a great angel to call in as he is a healer of the highest order. Light a small white candle or tea light and hold your crystals. Allow them to blend with you, while the lavender sooths your mind. Your hands might feel tingly, but this is quite normal. It is just the crystals working their magic. Sit comfortably and close your eyes for ten minutes and allow the crystals to remove anything from your heart and soul that no longer serves you. You can play soft music if you wish, or just sit in the peace and quiet of your mind.<br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>A prayer</strong> of peace<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7p_4JFQDADc8xrXMe8EwVcK_mk_o7FgLBBTW8BXEdEGQD60mLAc12uJy13xk_slaCfaUYSWwGEueOe8jURz9kpQdripjgxP66abe_tl4x8QhXVzBXZdJ8i_iVjI-EADIyDzGCOGT42HSD/s1600/candle.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5773579416285331666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7p_4JFQDADc8xrXMe8EwVcK_mk_o7FgLBBTW8BXEdEGQD60mLAc12uJy13xk_slaCfaUYSWwGEueOe8jURz9kpQdripjgxP66abe_tl4x8QhXVzBXZdJ8i_iVjI-EADIyDzGCOGT42HSD/s320/candle.gif" /></a></p><br /><br /><br /><p><br /></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p>May the angels always guide you<br />To eternal inner peace<br />Walk protected in their garden<br />Where stress and strain will cease<br />For this dear place is part of you<br />The garden is your mind<br />So find chair and sit a while<br />You’ll be surprised at what you’ll find. </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br />Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-13867733029771220002012-06-28T06:33:00.009-07:002012-06-28T06:56:38.714-07:00New Release<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzTHPbTznlOJCcMSgGBNKUPCoy-gDFFEnKKduVTUy0hT08LLDUO49Bog870TkMcct5nPsx3r9sVUNLM09ISa7OzZ9a-RR3tdNc4yPJjN8O7UdKlq3XGyFclZOxjPV7mDVGEoHh2gERiPK0/s1600/coverart.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5759082999248605522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzTHPbTznlOJCcMSgGBNKUPCoy-gDFFEnKKduVTUy0hT08LLDUO49Bog870TkMcct5nPsx3r9sVUNLM09ISa7OzZ9a-RR3tdNc4yPJjN8O7UdKlq3XGyFclZOxjPV7mDVGEoHh2gERiPK0/s400/coverart.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Have you seen my latest book...no..why not!!! <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Psychic-Development-Margaret-West/dp/190796309X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1339685813&sr=8-1">Psychic Development</a> is about finding yourself. 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Part one of a two-part series, Saving Mary is the story of a modern-day Mary Magdalene—the woman from whom Jesus cast out seven demons.<br /><br />Deidre Daily is drawn to anything seemingly spiritual, desperately seeking a spiritual existence. But inside this vibrant girl hides a terrified child who sincerely believes she has married the devil. Through a series of spiritual encounters her fear turns into reality, and she ends up possessed.</strong> <strong>Here is a bit about the author of Saving Mary.</strong><br /><br />Deidre’s fascinating spiritual memoir relays her story from childhood to adolescence: invisible eyes leering at her from the corner of her bedroom, horrible nightmares tormenting her, and her desperate attempt to find God—only to end up possessed. It is a candid account of possession from a first-person perspective. This dark memoir brings to light an intricate world of deceitful spirits hell-bent on manipulating and damaging an innocent girl’s life, not only through her dreams, but also through seemingly every-day encounters.<br />Deidre D Havrelock grew up in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada where she eventually met her husband to be, DJ. It was DJ who initially noticed Deidre’s dark state and worked to seek out someone willing to perform her exorcism. Eventually, the newlyweds found their way to the southern hot spot of Brooks, AB where Deidre began writing. From there the family trekked across eastern Canada to Moncton, NB where they learned to love French fries with cheese curds and gravy. Currently nestled in the hills of Kennewick, Washington, Deidre has two horses, one dog, three cats and too many rabbits…and let’s not forget her wonderful husband and three energetic daughters. Her memoir, Saving Mary: The Possession chronicles her dark childhood and the path that led to her demonic possession. She is currently working to finish book two of her spiritual memoir, Saving Mary: The Deliverance. You can find her <a href="http://deidrehavrelock.wordpress.com/">here </a><br /><br /><br /><strong>Click book to buy,</strong><br /><br /><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Saving-Mary-Possession-Book-ebook/dp/B007QG7P3G/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1333559298&sr=1-1"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgXUYu_By3bvsWoVXY9lOFnVdfRnpB9thiDGyEsSWVz1f0Ib0XzDSDNdaYVDr7RJGG7Ql0elr3iY2jVVErlcRNSrwpI7gLYdKcD9Q308crE464JDxDvwTOL01ztJWwXRsn_nqcGfnWzP-p/s1600/mybook-savingmary.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5756439635085352194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgXUYu_By3bvsWoVXY9lOFnVdfRnpB9thiDGyEsSWVz1f0Ib0XzDSDNdaYVDr7RJGG7Ql0elr3iY2jVVErlcRNSrwpI7gLYdKcD9Q308crE464JDxDvwTOL01ztJWwXRsn_nqcGfnWzP-p/s320/mybook-savingmary.jpg" /></a></a><br /><br />To buy in the <a href="https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007QG7P3G">UK</a><br /><br /><strong>Here is a small taster of this brillient, must have book.</strong><br /><br />Downstairs in Doug’s basement I say, “Welcome to the first meeting of the Ouija Club. Our goal is to find out where Fred lives, why he wants to talk to us”—Jason starts humming the Twilight Zone theme; I ignore him, “And who exactly Fred is.”<br />“He’s your freakin’ imaginary friend,” says Winston, lighting up a smoke.<br />Doug and I laugh. Tereena laughs too.<br />“That’s what I thought at first,” she says. “Just wait and see.”<br />In Doug’s basement is a wooden table, and on the top of it, with markers, we write the alphabet, the numbers one through nine with a zero at the end and the words “YES,” “NO” and “GOODBYE.” We also add our names to the table along with common words: and, but, or, this, that, so. All this helps communication go faster. And we use a longer ruler, a meter ruler, one that fits all our fingers. And we don’t let Doug start off the session just in case Beelzebub comes creepin’ back. Instead, I start. I lower the basement lights and then I take my place at our new round wooden Ouija.<br />I tell everyone, “Put your fingertips as lightly as possible onto the ruler. Hardly even let your fingers touch.” Everyone puts their fingers along the ruler. Winston sticks only one finger on the ruler. I ignore him and whisper, “Fred, are you here?”<br />FLOOSH! The meter ruler flies off the table.<br />“Holy crap,” goes Winston.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/SavingMary.ThePossession"><br />Facebook </a><br /><a href="http://deidrehavrelock.wordpress.com/">Author blog </a>Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-32113991667231416362012-06-19T11:26:00.008-07:002012-06-19T11:35:41.406-07:00Spotlighting Dr Donna Lee<a href="http://www.virtualbooktourcafe.com/3/post/2012/04/the-spirituality-trap-by-dr-donna-lee.html"><br /><p></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPLObhuExxApoBuGZlhUeoHHIiTjLrM-nrc6OajWFgQ-S8U_40vf_c7D1zFSMNapoor09iVIeZeamDz-3KuOTXebaEtZiMK_aUQ-rWTgpsExHScuWoKlb4kaouEFHC9D1_WXmV_x0Jywij/s1600/Donna-Lee-Telford.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5755816596748729714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPLObhuExxApoBuGZlhUeoHHIiTjLrM-nrc6OajWFgQ-S8U_40vf_c7D1zFSMNapoor09iVIeZeamDz-3KuOTXebaEtZiMK_aUQ-rWTgpsExHScuWoKlb4kaouEFHC9D1_WXmV_x0Jywij/s320/Donna-Lee-Telford.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Click <a href="http://www.virtualbooktourcafe.com/3/post/2012/04/the-spirituality-trap-by-dr-donna-lee.html">here</a> to be takern to the main tour site of Dr Lee.</strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPnpIi6X0j4zaZ2_zUoLf-vQdeWXyz8V0O4Ix0mmSzD0HrgN12MrfYDZupMdf6BiE3wMnxPxwWdkRoQTGMXac0LC02JyHPHedUqzfeBvmIzc9g3pjLNopASra3mzts1uYi0fzKnhf9E2u5/s1600/best+pic.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5755817805823120498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPnpIi6X0j4zaZ2_zUoLf-vQdeWXyz8V0O4Ix0mmSzD0HrgN12MrfYDZupMdf6BiE3wMnxPxwWdkRoQTGMXac0LC02JyHPHedUqzfeBvmIzc9g3pjLNopASra3mzts1uYi0fzKnhf9E2u5/s320/best+pic.jpg" /></a><br />Dr. Donna Lee:<br />Ever since I was a young girl, I wanted to be a doctor. The reason why is because I thought that that was the only way that I could take care of people. At first, I pursued pre med which led me to to want to become more holistic. I decided to become a Chiropractor. While in Chiropractic school, I learned the most about myself. I was exposed to many people. My fellow students were from all around the world. I was no longer in my little bubble. I realized that every belief that I had about myself was not unique to me. My greatest life lesson is that everyone has a journey of self acceptance. Race, social class, gender, sexual orientation, religion, etc had no effect. We were all the same. Humans trying to get through life and search for happiness and peace.<br /></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVjudwrnNqgm61kNwLCbxSxf2d6scLwFv280yUuyQYFFmIZgKQtYihq2I5fue_bCtvvAmuKWJELUzrHaZ5MbObdz1Q9cleMRuBIjaGjpJfLp9LTumGecjfTARX1zogX1gOk-LmathYHF84/s1600/The+spirituality+trap+book+cover.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5755817100059926546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVjudwrnNqgm61kNwLCbxSxf2d6scLwFv280yUuyQYFFmIZgKQtYihq2I5fue_bCtvvAmuKWJELUzrHaZ5MbObdz1Q9cleMRuBIjaGjpJfLp9LTumGecjfTARX1zogX1gOk-LmathYHF84/s320/The+spirituality+trap+book+cover.jpg" /></a>Visit Dr. Donna's website at:<br />E-Mail: naturaldoctor2011@yahoo.com<br /><a href="http://drdonnalee.com/">Website:</a><br /><br /></p>Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-72885097165279473552012-05-08T00:37:00.004-07:002012-05-08T00:49:55.318-07:00Welcome to Christine Agro<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2GcE8OAKkbUeA0mFM-6y_aOKrZMRfAWnurJBn3Rs-A0FC070Gl8zoNBph8jCc6GAM-34vQtZS-6PWsZR74vheYktu8ztikOWhQBB5mCH9ArG6GL2MBc6FNeqguibc7BGSuQmR62KOw1mt/s1600/Chrisitine+Green+Shirt+90+H.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 58px; height: 90px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2GcE8OAKkbUeA0mFM-6y_aOKrZMRfAWnurJBn3Rs-A0FC070Gl8zoNBph8jCc6GAM-34vQtZS-6PWsZR74vheYktu8ztikOWhQBB5mCH9ArG6GL2MBc6FNeqguibc7BGSuQmR62KOw1mt/s320/Chrisitine+Green+Shirt+90+H.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5740064065678042978" /></a><br /><br />I am really excited to have such a wonderful guest on my blog today.<br />Christine Agro is an internationally recognized Clairvoyant, Inspirational Teacher, Metaphysical Expert and author of 50 Ways To Live Life Consciously: 8 Tools and 42 Concepts to Help You Wake-Up and Live. (Haldi Press March 3, 2012)<br />Using her unique approach that combines her clairvoyance and her degree in Naturopathy, Christine offers a truly holistic overview of health, wellness, well-being and our Spiritual journey. Praised by grateful women, parents, and celebrity clients across the globe for her intuitive and extraordinary gifts as a healer, she has been hailed as “magical”, “transformational” and “inspiring.”<br />Christine has been featured in The New York Times, and dubbed 'a gift to moms' by Real Savvy Moms an award winning website for the former PBS syndicated TV show. She has been interviewed on radio shows around the world, quoted in health and consumer magazines and e-zines nationwide. She has written for Gaiam Life, and contributed to Messages From Spirit by Colette Baron-Reid (Hay House 2008). <br />Christine is the author of 50 Ways to Live Life Consciously, creator of the Conscious Living Wisdom Cards and the founder and leader of the membership site The Conscious <a href="www.theconsciouslivingguide.com">Living Guide</a> Through The Conscious Living Guide Christine provides a place for like-minded people to connect and offers on-going support to those wishing to live life consciously. Members can participate in weekly meditations, mini-audio courses and a monthly on-line Q&A session. <br /><br /><br /><strong>Hi Christine. I hear that you have a book hot off the press. Can you tell us a bit about it.</strong><br /><br /><br />50 Ways To Live Life Consciously is a book about living life in a way that will take all the craziness and chaos out of your day-to-day. I’ve been doing clairvoyant readings with people for the past 12 years and answering questions about their lives, their relationships, and their challenges. I always find myself looking ‘behind’ the questions being asked, because what’s behind the question is the really important information – what exactly are you working on? This is the nuts and bolts of life: learning, healing and ultimately growing/evolving who we are. <br />What I love about this information is that it is simple and easy to understand. The most life changing piece of information in the book is to always ask yourself ‘What am I trying to learn?’ Every relationship, every challenge offers you an opportunity to learn something if you ask that one question. When you do you’ll find that you are no longer tied into the drama and the chaos. <br />In my book I explore this concept and I share 8 tools and 42 concepts that will help you bring greater awareness to your every day AND help you better understand the nature and purpose of why you are here.<br /><br /><strong>I think this book will be invaluable to many people. I'm excited to hear about your next book. What’s next on your writing agenda?</strong><br /><br />I have three exciting things happening. I’ve been asked to write a daily blog for BeliefNet.com. The blog is called “My Life as a Conscious Mom”. I have a beautifully aware 8 year old son and I also do a lot of work with women who are trying to conceive, are pregnant or who want to help and support their child in the best ways possible. So with this blog, I’ll be able to not only talk about Conscious Parenting, but also how we can create balance and wellness for ourselves and live Conscious Lives.<br />And then, I have two books that are fighting with each other about who is going to be next. The first if I Am Woman, Fully Empowered which is a book about the Spiritual evolution of women and shares my insight into our journey and what our next steps are. I finished it last summer and since then I have witnessed such amazing uprisings of women around the world as well as the interesting battles being waged in the United States – so I know it’s both timely and time for it.<br />The second book is Seen and Heard: An Inspiring Guide to Conscious Parenting which is about seeing and interacting with our children as conscious beings and recognizing that they are amazing, powerful people, in little bodies. <br />I think I need to clone myself so I can get them out at the same time– somebody email me if you have that technology!<br /><br /><strong>Wow, you'll have to come here and showcase them, all.In saying that, do you have any marketing advice that you can offer?</strong><br /><br />The best marketing advice I can offer is based on Conscious Awareness. I find that what our mind and ego can concoct is only a tiny fraction of what our Spirit or higher-self can lead us too. So the advice is to keep yourself in alignment (envision a line with your Spirit at the lead and your ego, mind and emotions sitting in alignment with Spirit). For me, when it comes to marketing I follow the threads that present themselves and see where they lead.<br /> <br /><strong>So to completely change the subject lol Where did you meet your partner? We all love to hear a romance story.</strong><br /><br />Have a seat. It’s a 20 year story. <br />Chuck and I met in art school at the University of New York at Buffalo. He was a graduate student painting major and I was an undergraduate painting and print making major. He was chosen to run the University Art Gallery and I was appointed his undergraduate assistant. We dated for 3 months and it ended when he told me that “IF he wanted to get married, I’d be that person, but since he didn’t want to get married, he thought we should break it off.” Now mind you, I was 20 at the time, he was 30. The mere mention of marriage was scary so I didn’t disagree. After I graduated I spent a year working and then decided to go back to school to get my MBA in Arts Management. I was accepted into a program at the University of NY at Binghamton. <br />As I prepared to leave town, I stopped by the bar he was bartending at to say good-bye. It was a short good-bye but I can still remember it today and I can still see myself sitting on a bar stool at the end of the bar wearing a ‘fashionable’ 80s hat.<br />Off I went to start a new phase of my life. Off he went a few months later to start a new phase of his. He hit NYC with storm and became an artist who was climbing. He was reviewed in ArtNews, Art in America and his work was on the cover of The New Yorker. I knew none of this. I was busy finishing up my MBA and before I even graduated I was hired to be the Director of Development for the oldest regional theatre in Canada, which happens to be in Winnipeg, Manitoba. So from cold to colder I moved.<br />While in Winnipeg I met and married my first husband. Around the same time, Chuck called my parents’ house looking for me. As he tells it, he got a rather cool reception from my mother who informed him that I was married. What she remembered of the conversation was that he was living in NYC working at the Ronald Feldman Gallery.<br />I tried to track him down, but this was just at the advent of the internet. We didn’t have email and no one had websites yet. <br />Fast forward to May 2001 and my first husband and I were in the process of divorcing. We had moved from Winnipeg to Denver, Colorado in 1997 and upon our decision to divorce in 2000, he joined the Circus – Cirque du Soleil to be exact. <br />So in May 2001, the Circus was stationed in Jersey City, NJ for 6 weeks and I needed to wrap some things up with my soon to be ex. I made plans to be there for a few days and something said to me ‘find Chuck’. It 2001 and now everyone had a website and everyone had email. I looked up Ronald Feldman Gallery and sent an email off explaining who I was and that I was looking for Chuck, who had once worked there, and wouldn’t they please forward my email if they knew how to reach him?<br />And they did. Although he no longer worked there, he was great friends with the owner and the staff (they credit themselves with our reconnecting by the way.)<br />He emailed me and we made plans to spend the day together walking around Chelsea – the new Soho of NY. I still remember seeing him walking down the street heading toward me. My heart lifted. We spent the day walking and talking and laughing. <br />As the day came to an end, he walked me back to the World Trade Center so I could get the Path Train back to NJ. We walked through the doors and stood just inside on the top stair. There were hundreds of people rushing in all directions, but as we hugged each other good-bye, time stood still for me. It took my breath away; it was such an overwhelming experience. But I said nothing of it as I rushed off to catch my train.<br />We exchanged a few emails back and forth, his were full of innuendo that I choose to ignore. I wasn’t interested in being in a relationship.<br />As the summer turned to fall I kept feeling a pull to pack things up and move to NYC, but I also kept resisting that pull. On September 11, 2011 I sat frozen in front of my television as the second plane hit the tower, with the media replaying that image over and over again. I could not move. I thought of all the friends and family that I knew in NYC, but the only one who really seemed to need me was Chuck. I tried to reach him by phone but no calls were going through. As a clairvoyant, I knew I could find him energetically, so I went into my meditation space and tracked him down. I saw him walking through the city, covered in a white dust. His energy was sad and alone but authoritative <br />I was still concerned so I decided to try and call again. All the lines were still busy. I would try one more time. This time, I grounded the phone lines and I used all my energy to push the call through. It worked, the call went through and I was able to leave a message. When Chuck got home that night, after a long day of having to walk back to Brooklyn from lower downtown Manhattan, not over the Brooklyn Bridge, but over the Manhattan Bridge (adding an extra hour to an already extreme long walk), his message waiting light was blinking. I was the only call to get through to him that day. It was my voice that greeted him after that long day.<br />We kept in touch over the next few months. I was still being pulled to NYC, but I wasn’t ready to move there yet, but I was ready to leave Colorado. I put everything I had in my soft-top Jeep, which was two bags of clothes, a box of files, a computer and my two dogs, Pebbles and Miranda and headed north. I spent eight months in Upstate NY living in a rented farm hourse until one day at the beginning of May I called Chuck and asked him if I could come down and visit him. The answer was yes. I drove down and that night, we stayed up the entire night talking. I had never done that before, but we talked about everything and about nothing and in the morning, we weren’t the least bit tired. <br />Before I left to head back upstate I said to him “remember that day I came to NYC and we were saying good-bye at the World Trade Center? Well the most remarkable thing happened to me when we hugged”. “Me too” he said and then together we said ‘time stood still’. <br />It still gives me goose bumps when I talk about it. <br />A few months later I had moved in with him with my two bags of clothes, my box of files, my computer and my two dogs. <br />We got married the following November, at the top of the Empire State Building’s North West Corner on an unusually warm day; 73 degrees, clear and sunny.<br />We’ve been together for almost 9 years now. We have a beautiful little boy and time continues to stand still when Chuck wraps his arms around me.<br /><br /><strong>That really is a beautiful romance. Before you go where can we find you hiding out?</strong><br /><br />I can be found <a href="www.theconsciouslivingguide.com">here</a> which is a membership site that helps support people in living life consciously. If you become a member for a month, you get a gift copy of my book “50 Ways To Live Life Consciously: 8 Tools and 42 Concepts to Help You Wake-Up and Live”. Folks can also find me blogging daily over at Beliefnet.com under “My Life As a Conscious Mom.”<br /><br /><br /><strong>Thanks for stopping by Christine and good luck with your book.</strong><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyJk4AipEkUixlEK8qOxGbUAhfRMjrGyRjOFA7fWKZXNmsRJ5OfopLXOyUpBm1dgZHh1wms75kzC0WeSQ06yA2UIfzAKEMRkZLaFJCTlF19JC2zP9JN_VH9UZmursvEZoMCZUkhh8fne-s/s1600/Cover+without+quote.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyJk4AipEkUixlEK8qOxGbUAhfRMjrGyRjOFA7fWKZXNmsRJ5OfopLXOyUpBm1dgZHh1wms75kzC0WeSQ06yA2UIfzAKEMRkZLaFJCTlF19JC2zP9JN_VH9UZmursvEZoMCZUkhh8fne-s/s320/Cover+without+quote.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5740066275186731090" /></a>Synopsis – Does life seem complicated? Are you always trying to get to the next ‘something’? Are your relationships confusing and overwhelming? Christine Agro, Clairvoyant and Metaphysical Expert, shares her unique insight that will help you create a graceful, ease and flowing life. Christine’s information is so simple yet so powerful that you may actually feel yourself shifting as you read. With insight into the how, why and what-for of life, Christine helps you get off the mental and emotional wheels and helps you get your ego in check creating a natural balance with the one aspect of yourself that really does have all the answers, your Spirit. 50 Ways to Live Life Consciously is a treasure box that answers the question “why are we here” and offers 8 tools and 42 concepts to help you make the shift into conscious living.<br /><br />One Line Book Teaser – In 50 Ways To Live Life Consciously, Metaphysical Expert Christine Agro offers the simplest, yet most life-changing answer to the question “Why Are We Here?”Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-58871727746978365662012-05-04T07:23:00.006-07:002012-05-04T07:32:33.669-07:00Stan Starsky<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBAIS2TnMegxPdlVDxsG0UBBvZL8ipqiFItJDVWTkqmSib0pAkm9su3JlMM_7Qd3y52d7rd1mEJ5rgudtYkTxmMeqL3FRQwLkMHI-w6Ut2lD3oDy7CHkIO6fZeNa4aIR_aykpnweWHwsSI/s1600/Stan-Starsky-Long.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5738685806741364754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBAIS2TnMegxPdlVDxsG0UBBvZL8ipqiFItJDVWTkqmSib0pAkm9su3JlMM_7Qd3y52d7rd1mEJ5rgudtYkTxmMeqL3FRQwLkMHI-w6Ut2lD3oDy7CHkIO6fZeNa4aIR_aykpnweWHwsSI/s320/Stan-Starsky-Long.jpg" /></a><br /><strong>SPOTLIGHT AUTHOR. </strong><br /><strong><br />A message from Stan:</strong><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjruydNQ6I_a2gVxuHPE2wiWNFR0tG9WfNEFewyBGIWox_mwzgzjnBzBLyV6A-IJbX1rD1DySJXAhpi_hWANvFjLHYh5bwyq61CeN9MbIUW6zY3zUNLsNVdFPTYMnpIuQ-P965j7Haz6oEq/s1600/headshot.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5738684320472279266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjruydNQ6I_a2gVxuHPE2wiWNFR0tG9WfNEFewyBGIWox_mwzgzjnBzBLyV6A-IJbX1rD1DySJXAhpi_hWANvFjLHYh5bwyq61CeN9MbIUW6zY3zUNLsNVdFPTYMnpIuQ-P965j7Haz6oEq/s320/headshot.jpg" /></a>Many years ago, I wanted to own my own business. So I quit my job and I started a vending business . I sold pre-packaged, overly processed, excessively sugary, salty, artificially flavored and chemically induced junk food…And I was actually pretty good at it. I did this for about 5<br />years and I took on more and more locations.<br /><br />The vending business is good exercise, it is actually a lot like P90x except you do it all over town and all the movements are very different, but you do build up a pretty good appetite.Now, the snack irony of the situation was that I really did not like the junk that I was pushing. I was surrounded by thousands of calories and yet I was still hungry.<br /><br />So, I started to make my own healthy snacks. I began making my own granola bars and over time I got pretty good at making really delicious mouth water granola.<br /><br />I then began experimenting with fruit, vegetables, nuts, brown rice and other wholesome ingredients. I would arrange these ingredients in a way that tasted really good. I got better and better at combining<br />different foods and I called these creations “food combinations”. Other people called them recipes.<br /><br />Well, eventually I got out of the vending business. I took different day jobs like becoming an account representative for a large software company selling enterprise software to mid-size businesses but nights and weekends were often dedicated to making healthy snack food.<br /><br />My co-workers became my test subjects and along the way I had a lot of flops but I kept a list of all the good recipes (food combinations – not giving up on this term just yet).<br /><br />Have you ever been obsessed with something but don’t know why?…Well that is how I was when it came to inventing snack food recipes.<br /><br />Maybe I was trying to make up for my dark snack past or just trying to rebalance my snack Karma. Whatever the reason, I missed countless episodes of TV shows and I worked for hours in the kitchen.<br />I think this hard work has paid off and I put together what I believe is the best snack recipe book around and you may have guessed the title “Peace Love and Snacks”.<br /><br />Title: Peace Love and Snacks<br />Genre – Non-Fiction/Healthy Living/Weight Control<br />Publisher – Self-Published<br /><br /><br />Email – stan@peaceloveandsnacks.com<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.peaceloveandsnacks.com">Website</a> –<br /><br /><a href="http://peaceloveandsnacks.com/buy/">Purchase Link:</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.virtualbooktourcafe.com/3/post/2012/04/peace-love-and-snacks-by-stan-starks.html"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA1jtSGXDEDtLqBKK08ZBimCCOL-6Me0i7tFYRqWhJDWcQIblW8MWTvJ9Ea8Do3ewvaOtxhq8qniwrpNkG2aIpawdoXZkVjoHME4FNupDyVZfmK7OXz2X7_x3q2EfRwBvckJK_pI8QfWHk/s1600/Stan-Starsky-Tour.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5738684797989519794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA1jtSGXDEDtLqBKK08ZBimCCOL-6Me0i7tFYRqWhJDWcQIblW8MWTvJ9Ea8Do3ewvaOtxhq8qniwrpNkG2aIpawdoXZkVjoHME4FNupDyVZfmK7OXz2X7_x3q2EfRwBvckJK_pI8QfWHk/s320/Stan-Starsky-Tour.jpg" /></a></a>Look and feel great deliciously....<br /><br />Would you like your family to eat more wholesome foods and get more vitamins, micro-nutrients, fiber and minerals while avoiding processed sugar, gluten without taking supplements? Wouldn’t it be nice to find an exciting and interesting way to eat more healthy?<br /><br />If you answered yes to the above then my promise to you is that eating healthy snacks can be interesting, fun and easy. I present to you the “Peace Love and Snacks” healthy snack cookbook. And this not just about sneaking in a few vegetables into a cookie recipe – which actually is a great strategy. This goes a little deeper than that.<br /><br />All of the recipes are are gluten free and contain no processed sugar and no white flour. Sometimes honey is used as a sweetener, however, there is also a granola process that utilizes no honey at all – only fruit, oats and nuts and it has tested very well.<br /><br />Imagine feeling great about what you have made, using wholesome ingredients. Time to take revenge against junk food and enjoy delicious easy to make snack food recipes. You will find some truly unique and new recipes that your family will enjoy.Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-24270345428603702122012-05-02T04:55:00.003-07:002012-05-02T05:03:44.945-07:00Lyle Blake Smythers<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBxN2u_owUFktoSsP1j39PxzrTHKvEstHm5vcITO8umoDOeBKWe5h9etDX9OrR8Cedm7nuTwcUXle-fFWWrzC5jj1umcpqjn03z_Ps20pB1Py2-5gAXcvEuO6WZk9LHXw2bTDrTUtonZ5W/s1600/Lyle-Blake-Smythers-Long.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5737903757883262850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBxN2u_owUFktoSsP1j39PxzrTHKvEstHm5vcITO8umoDOeBKWe5h9etDX9OrR8Cedm7nuTwcUXle-fFWWrzC5jj1umcpqjn03z_Ps20pB1Py2-5gAXcvEuO6WZk9LHXw2bTDrTUtonZ5W/s320/Lyle-Blake-Smythers-Long.jpg" /></a><br /><br />SPOTLIGHT AUTHOR.Lyle Blake Smythers:<br /><br /><br /><br />Lyle Blake Smythers is an actor, writer and librarian in the Washington, D.C., area. Since 1976 he has performed in over 100 stage productions, including three appearances at the National Theatre. He has published fiction, poetry, satire and literary criticism in Manscape, FirstHand, Playguy, The William and Mary Review, Insights, School Library Journal and Children?s Literature Review. He is a former children?s librarian and is currently providing cataloging support for an ongoing project at the Library of Congress.<br />Title: Feasting With Panthers<br />Genre – Literary FantasyPublisher – Pink Narcissus PressRelease Date – January 31, 2012<br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.pinknarc.com">Website </a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc3RnYPrV3J2IU_CTEqmK3QX2ct-hjeJE1YXmY-jOYJ39dl8DD4crfcrr1RUzINqbCD93BU2xz_rxggPQgdkZTfMuO99LvVuJpeOjWJJU-byheI_nav8b2iNkpM2CRQf02L8daF-gbCYy3/s1600/Feasting+front+cover.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5737904694618056962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc3RnYPrV3J2IU_CTEqmK3QX2ct-hjeJE1YXmY-jOYJ39dl8DD4crfcrr1RUzINqbCD93BU2xz_rxggPQgdkZTfMuO99LvVuJpeOjWJJU-byheI_nav8b2iNkpM2CRQf02L8daF-gbCYy3/s320/Feasting+front+cover.jpg" /></a><a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/feasting-with-panthers-lyle-blake-smythers/1037750075?ean=9780982991374&itm=2&usri=feasting+with+panthers"></a><br /><br /><strong>Excerpt.</strong><br /><br />We found the first one-eyed man at dawn...<br /><br />So begins the highly original fantasy tale of warrior poet Catalan, when he and his band stumble upon a handsome acolyte near death in a mountain pass. But when the acolyte reveals his mystical vision, the<br />poet finds himself at the center of a War Game between two mysterious sorcerers. To unravel the mystery, Catalan and the agents of the War Game must seek the missing pieces of an enchanted chess set in a quest complicated by deceit and treachery, in which nothing is what it seems.<br /><br />Ingeniously weaving together citations throughout the text from a variety of sources ? including Yeats, Milton, Joyce, Poe, Baudelaire, the King James Bible and many more ? author Lyle Blake Smythers serves up a truly literary feast.Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-886065718599795012012-04-21T09:19:00.009-07:002012-04-23T06:21:28.145-07:00Welcome to Margaret Blake.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbcaEqZ7moo6IT1tvlpeTEr-JFaGJe30vhyMzqQ1gV-9SK6fRuaH_LJptDYhcE727hwPeRWsmr-4eArrRDLxU2HCSkGef0EjD3dlrgdga0_Wa-q8vc4GbFb4uaxrsBKDTNCED_Xw46vWoV/s1600/web+lounge.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5733891538794854802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbcaEqZ7moo6IT1tvlpeTEr-JFaGJe30vhyMzqQ1gV-9SK6fRuaH_LJptDYhcE727hwPeRWsmr-4eArrRDLxU2HCSkGef0EjD3dlrgdga0_Wa-q8vc4GbFb4uaxrsBKDTNCED_Xw46vWoV/s320/web+lounge.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><strong>Good morning. Today I have the lovely Margaret Blake stopping by in my virtual blog lounge to have a chat about her new release The Longest Pleasure. But first, let me tell you a bit about this very talented lady</strong><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2fM0UrGXyi9LGreo2Eyoki1KU4bbdef1RnXlx69MF7hhBXczQnhBNyw9NxkmEHr9Tk-i414uHkuniIRImoyId3sAfJiTHhi7DZ-OuJDqc9rkKWQ5-ci7h5cj0jCKDcomzBU707erYyHvw/s1600/Publicity+Picture.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5733890897368345810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2fM0UrGXyi9LGreo2Eyoki1KU4bbdef1RnXlx69MF7hhBXczQnhBNyw9NxkmEHr9Tk-i414uHkuniIRImoyId3sAfJiTHhi7DZ-OuJDqc9rkKWQ5-ci7h5cj0jCKDcomzBU707erYyHvw/s320/Publicity+Picture.JPG" /></a>Margaret Blake, was born in Manchester, England and published her first book in l978. This was A Spring of Broom and this historical novel was re-released by Whiskey Creek Press sometime in December 2012 One reviewer wrote: This book has an action-packed plot full of twists and turns. What a wonderful book! ***** (AC). Since that memorable date Margaret has published twenty-seven novels of historical, contemporary and suspenseful romance. This year she will be publishing two new novels. “I just want to hit the 30 mark,” says Margaret, “and then I might retire.”<br />Margaret’s greatest trauma was losing her husband John in January 2010, she is still raw and hurting from the loss but gets by with great support. “My family and friends pull me through, I am more than fortunate in both.” Margaret has one son, a gorgeous daughter in law and three fantastic grandkids, they as well as dear friends are a gift that keeps on giving.<br />The next book to be published is called “The Longest Pleasure,” if anyone can guess what it means they can win either an e-book or print book of any one of her Whiskey Creek novels – get your thinking caps on now.<br /><br /><strong>Hi Margaret. Although we share the same name, we don’t share the same writing genre, so why not tell us about your new book.</strong><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6w6tM01ISaCG8KK8hnqN7PYAFNYaNhJfw6sBeWYD7IXGgAKAgAjCQztTjYP0-bS0nTgterpNXovx74WZqCmmEakBxWAd7JBRcFP5EQ_mz6obZLVXhMmsCBsHGg2g-AFSmZUpAou0SZQ5l/s1600/Cover+The+Longest+Pleasure.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5733891166480721714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6w6tM01ISaCG8KK8hnqN7PYAFNYaNhJfw6sBeWYD7IXGgAKAgAjCQztTjYP0-bS0nTgterpNXovx74WZqCmmEakBxWAd7JBRcFP5EQ_mz6obZLVXhMmsCBsHGg2g-AFSmZUpAou0SZQ5l/s320/Cover+The+Longest+Pleasure.JPG" /></a>Hello Margaret, I am very happy to be here. I am all snug and warm in my study, it is grey and miserable outside but as you know, we writers can transport ourselves anywhere we wish, so I am imagining I am in warm and beautiful Florida today. The Longest Pleasure is about Olivia/Viola who is living under a false name. She is afraid of a man she helped put into prison but who is now out. She meets the handsome Jed Lowe who is a private investigator. Eventually, Viola tells him the truth about herself. Victor, her aggressor moves closer into her and Jed’s sphere. It seems there is no escape from this vicious man.<br /><br />Viola lived most of her life at a wonderful cliff top home in Cornwall and had a warm and loving relationship with her parents. It is when she moved to London that she came under the influence of Victor. Being young and naïve then she allowed Victor to dominate her. It is her experience with Victor that makes her, if not afraid exactly, but very cautious with men. However, Jed is different from anyone she has met before. She likes his sense of humour and before they realise they are a tad more than attracted to one another they become good friends. Jed draws her closer to his brother and sister but it is not long before Victor is a malign influence in their lives.<br /><br /><strong>Wow, this sounds brilliant. I really feel for viola. I can’t wait to see what happens. This is going straight on my TBR pile. So what’s next on your writing agenda?</strong><br /><br />I am currently writing suspense and a contemporary romance I do have another contemporary romance out in June. Tilly’s Trials is a straight romance but with a hint of mystery. Tilly had divorced Marsh after she found him in a compromising situation. Now he is back in her life again, invited by her father to take a hand in running their business. Tilly realises that the break up of her marriage was her own fault. They were never able to consummate their marriage and although she can see clearly the problems they failed to resolve, she can’t bring herself to admit them to Marsh. She always had a crush on him, even at school, he was the coolest dude in the class, although from a poor background he has made a success of his life yet she can’t understand why her father has brought him back into her sphere, but then again her father has a secret of his own!<br /><br /><strong>Let’s pause, sip our tea and have a quick game. Pick your favourite character from your new release and tell us about them.</strong><br /><br />I like Viola because she is strong; In spite of being terrified she really tries to bring order to her life. She is very careful about men but is attracted to Jed. Viola can be forthright but there are times when she gets confused and afraid. This is a psychological flaw left by Victor’s treatment of her. When someone turns against her, she tends to melt away instead of standing her corner. She has to learn the hard way that she is not always wrong. Having to lead a secretive life has also made her extra cautious about being open with everyone, especially men.<br /><br /><strong>I am really getting to like viola. She sounds like a strong alpha woman. Would you categorise her in that way?</strong><br /><br />No she is not an alpha woman; she is too vulnerable for that. She is thought a survivor. Her having to lead a secretive life makes her not make the very best of herself. She has to dye her hair and try to stay at the back of things instead of the forefront. However, she has lots of unknown, to her, strengths and finally is able to realise that no matter what Victor did to her, he did not rob her of her essential decency and strength.<br /><br /><strong>Can you offer any advice to other authors about marketing their books?</strong><br />It’s good to promote your book on the various sites and also if possible, generate a little local publicity if you can. I have for the last couple of years done talks at libraries and for church groups, these can get you known and also help you sell more books. It’s good to have a few jokes too, and not to be too serious. Mostly my audience has been women and they do come out to have a good time. I’ve gained lots of new readers doing this. Also I do find that if you make friends with your local librarians this can be very good. They remember you if they ware looking for a speaker and also, if you donate a copy of your book, will remember to promote you. If anyone writes to you remember their name, send out a newsletter. If someone writes to tell you they don’t want it, don’t worry. It’s nothing personal. They just get tired of getting loads of mail.<br /><br /><strong>Now for something completely different. Here we become very nosy lol. Where did you meet your partner? We all love to hear a good romance story.</strong><br /><br />I met my husband on a blind date organised by a friend. I was laughing when I saw him as years before he had worked part-time on the door at a dance place I used to go to, and my friend was mad about him. However, he never gave her the time of day. My husband has since died but I can honestly say we had lots and lots of laugh. Our romance began with a laugh and that carried on throughout our thirty eight years together.<br /><br /><strong>How lovely. I am sorry for your loss. Before you go where can any followers find you?</strong><br /><br />They can find me lurking <a href="http://www.margaretblake.co.uk/">here</a> most days.Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-29010511533721014312012-04-17T07:55:00.009-07:002012-04-18T10:07:57.356-07:00Welcome to M.C.V Egan<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjunqiikQghQucaIi8UbBrzYRQ2pJL7xBg5MdcbloWKU1kulGBGQjDZCjLti79Yd0FT6kCm4OjHPJcPhLXwGrlX-a8WvZqlxltUsrEeVKUVDP6y9_Qt-4WrOVZ_S1t8KkPAMmqj4YuzdA6X/s1600/Catalina-Mirror.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732393585616659154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjunqiikQghQucaIi8UbBrzYRQ2pJL7xBg5MdcbloWKU1kulGBGQjDZCjLti79Yd0FT6kCm4OjHPJcPhLXwGrlX-a8WvZqlxltUsrEeVKUVDP6y9_Qt-4WrOVZ_S1t8KkPAMmqj4YuzdA6X/s320/Catalina-Mirror.gif" /></a><br />Good morning and today be are doing a HUUUUGGGE giveaway and book blitz. M.C.V. Egan is the pen name chosen by Maria Catalina Egan the author of The Bridge of Deaths. Catalina was born in Mexico City, Mexico in 1959, one of eight children.<br /><br />Today she asks is paranormal the new ‘normal’? I am giving away a beautiful bag of crystals to the person who leaves the best comment and Catalina is prepared to snail mail one book to a UK follower of my blog who makes a request through the <a href="http://thebridgeofdeaths.com/contact_266.html">contact form </a>and mentions my name. You can’t ask for more!!!!<br /><br />So tell us, what are your views on the paranormal? Do you believe that crystals have the power to unlock illness within the body and set it free? E.C.V Egan does.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPMklMgWuXRkLlv9VWG8RoujRVlEokWwEeF6F1kygOa-GxjvAC8OzXz3bAGGJaG3N8o_cdLHE77pzPY-Vr5IczjRq16hB0YkkEcmjbZ5nChI6ypiWfsHu5yJtCt3wKcR6hb9-nLX9v2w8L/s1600/BRIDGE+OF+DEATHS+BOOK+COVER.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732394141521049794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPMklMgWuXRkLlv9VWG8RoujRVlEokWwEeF6F1kygOa-GxjvAC8OzXz3bAGGJaG3N8o_cdLHE77pzPY-Vr5IczjRq16hB0YkkEcmjbZ5nChI6ypiWfsHu5yJtCt3wKcR6hb9-nLX9v2w8L/s320/BRIDGE+OF+DEATHS+BOOK+COVER.gif" /></a>Her book <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-Bridge-Deaths-M-EGAN/dp/1463410417/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1334676242&sr=1-3">The Bridge of Deaths </a>is a love story and a mystery. Fictional characters travel through the world of past life regressions and information acquired from psychics as well as archives and historical sources to solve "One of those mysteries that never get solved" is based on true events and real people. The journey will take you to the possibility of finding yourself in this lifetime, by exploring past lives.<br /><br />Paranormal according to the Random House Dictionary of the English Language (Second Edition out in 1987) is ‘of or pertaining to the claimed occurrence of an event or perception without scientific explanation, as psychokenisis, extrasensory perception, or other purportedly supernatural phenomena.’<br />The word is given roots from around 1915-1920. Of course wonderful reported ghost appearances, seers, astrologers and any number of psychic phenomena have been around for far longer than that. The word is also linked to other negative connotations such as Occult and I won’t bother to make you laugh with the long list I found in my Thesaurus.<br />Words that today are not threatening were in past generations loaded with fear provoking Taboos. I was personally raised this way, the forbidden fruit that was not to be touched and that would provoke terrible consequences. I was cautioned by the common urban fantasy of the young woman who was told by a psychic she would die at a certain age and when this did not come to pass she went mad and spent the rest of her living days in an insane asylum.<br /><br />Fortunately I was a rebellious, curios soul also fortunately in 1987 we had the massive Harmonic Convergence and the world shifted monumentally in the way it interpreted what had been “unacceptable”.<br />The ‘New Age’ movement gave us so many books that became mainstream and acceptable pretty much everywhere. I know I speak to you from the perspective of America and that Europe is far more open to explore. This being said I had my foot on each continent at the time and my observation is that perception in such matters also influenced European minds.<br />I had dabbled a little here and there trying to decide whether to stay on course in the religion I had been raised or to espouse this amazing energy I could feel almost touch and see all around me. I did not have to put much effort into learning as the saying goes ‘when the student is ready the teacher will appear’ manifested in my life as such a powerful, visible and strong force that I could not chose any other path.<br /><br /><br />I do not exaggerate when I say that books fell off shelves and right by my feet or literally hit my arm s if magically screaming “READ ME” I befriended people that on the surface seemed so every day and turned out to be masterfully learned in matters such as crystals, different healing or divination modalities. I will not pretend to have been so brave, open and just plunged in…no I wasn’t. One of these great teachers who guided me often described me as someone who clung to the past kicking and screaming afraid to meet her fate.<br /><br />That was a quarter of a century ago, today I dance around my fate smiling holding on the beautiful crystal ...today it is Lapis lazuli…I have a writing deadline I need to work with my 5th Chakra - my communication center. Tomorrow I will probably hold an Amethyst and look at fate full in the face ask for Enlightenment and open my heart and shout out to the Universe “I am ready.” In 2012 dare we say ‘paranormal’ is the new ‘normal’?Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-65931861575593800792012-04-05T00:41:00.008-07:002012-04-05T01:01:09.447-07:00Welcome to Acacia Slaton Beumer<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUzGzaunIOhjmVSMBzLVUaUGJmIAMdBrXniAiRf4Pah1X-wR7txepBG3ouVKEZmdwVNTTZsV1MN6rE6DZh_Vwp46D4el26ulT47xup-Rkyo3B1k06IBi6FyOoA4dxNJIe4ee6tLlCIEA35/s1600/Acacia-Beumer.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727819334960344978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUzGzaunIOhjmVSMBzLVUaUGJmIAMdBrXniAiRf4Pah1X-wR7txepBG3ouVKEZmdwVNTTZsV1MN6rE6DZh_Vwp46D4el26ulT47xup-Rkyo3B1k06IBi6FyOoA4dxNJIe4ee6tLlCIEA35/s320/Acacia-Beumer.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Good Morning.</div><br /><br /><div>Because hotmail has decided to steal my emails I have not been able to provide Acacia with a full interview. I'm showcasing her today because she really is a fabulous author and I feel this book will go far. “Launch Out Into the Deep!” is her first book and it really does inspire the heart.<br /><strong>Giveaway!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</strong><br />There will be a $50 Visa Gift Card to one commenter from her tour. Here is a bit about her.<br /><br />Acacia Slaton Beumer is a graduate of Oral Roberts University; she will earn her Master of Science in Marriage and Family Therapy in the summer of 2012. She works in the Social Service field and finds a sense of joy from helping others. Her husband, John, is in the United States Army. Acacia has two daughters, Jana, who is three years old, and one year old Jaci. Acacia loves to interact with readers and welcomes questions and feedback. div></div><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_gYaZV4lEisFW-FSAMAmcuFKd9Dbh8IE7HAF0r_wBK52R5rjDENSInWYaCZrBmwYEMzIlhMGLKJktnMYFbeLo7rYaQo6QBv-9rC7p7GWk46v08GuREJPqd-nkUWfft-ngIpPT1vAKbZkp/s1600/arron.png"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 202px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727820344715387698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_gYaZV4lEisFW-FSAMAmcuFKd9Dbh8IE7HAF0r_wBK52R5rjDENSInWYaCZrBmwYEMzIlhMGLKJktnMYFbeLo7rYaQo6QBv-9rC7p7GWk46v08GuREJPqd-nkUWfft-ngIpPT1vAKbZkp/s320/arron.png" /></a>Aaron L. Slaton:<br />Aaron Slaton is the author of the poetry and one chapter featured in this book. Writing since the age of twelve, Aaron has been gifted with the ability to bring the Scriptures to life through rhythm and rhyme. Aaron is an aspiring songwriter and producer. If you're interested in contacting Aaron email him at aaron@launchoutbook.com<br />Title: Launch Out Into The Deep<br />Genre - Christian/Inspirational<br />Format - Ebook, Audiobook, & Print<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMwLNXik31VrYMYeV4PKRcfeRWVOY7Bt-NvuD-jZcdkZITd2CNjp2hgGX8w8_nKsMSfEMnIX6RWGtjeyPYwytZp5Rntg8dE_M-CCeAlmS5NkLBNC9ltpsRr8nv98PQ2E_AX0dyhJoCU1g3/s1600/launch+out.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 203px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727820608050289938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMwLNXik31VrYMYeV4PKRcfeRWVOY7Bt-NvuD-jZcdkZITd2CNjp2hgGX8w8_nKsMSfEMnIX6RWGtjeyPYwytZp5Rntg8dE_M-CCeAlmS5NkLBNC9ltpsRr8nv98PQ2E_AX0dyhJoCU1g3/s320/launch+out.jpg" /></a>Title: Launch Out Into The Deep<br />Genre - Christian/Inspirational<br />Format - Ebook, Audiobook, & Print<br />Publisher - Self Published with CreateSpace<br />Release Date - December 2011<br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.launchoutbook.com">Website </a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Launch-Out-Into-Deep-ebook/dp/B005Y4F872/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1333040780&sr=8-2">Purchase Link:</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.virtualbooktourcafe.com/3/post/2012/03/launch-out-into-the-deep-by-acacia-beumer-aaron-slaton.html">Link to Tour on Main Site </a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGx0Y5_d5bu0qlyX-0y8KNx_U3w7NhS1MdvrWNBOWuhqwzxKXVQ_P0eFk1S7qnk3lHZpmnTJTJS_zts83nB-2GhiQ7EaWONqJOcwW4yYG3TWZIeWTSExMfuby8mGKKNXdtMgteWog3v4Qm/s1600/Acacia-Beumer-Tour.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727819461355234754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGx0Y5_d5bu0qlyX-0y8KNx_U3w7NhS1MdvrWNBOWuhqwzxKXVQ_P0eFk1S7qnk3lHZpmnTJTJS_zts83nB-2GhiQ7EaWONqJOcwW4yYG3TWZIeWTSExMfuby8mGKKNXdtMgteWog3v4Qm/s320/Acacia-Beumer-Tour.jpg" /></a><strong>The topics are contemporary and compelling; these are subjects that affect our world today and those for which people are seeking genuine guidance. Her words reveal an understanding of the depth of emotions in our world, as she explains situations through her own personal experiences. Yet, throughout the book, there is a solid and strong emphasis on the Word of God. The author has effectively bridged the gap between the natural and the spiritual world. Her complete reliance on the power of God brings a taste of heaven to some of today's bitter situations. Sexual promiscuity, peer pressure, disease and even crime are discussed with a bold and frank style. Readers will know there is nothing outside of God's reach that He cannot restore and make right again. An added layer of spiritual enlightenment comes from the poems that accompany many of these essays. Intense and extremely insightful, the words of Aaron L. Slaton provide a strong commentary to his sister's counsel. Encouraging, yet filled with many hard-hitting exhortations, this book speaks with a contemporary language and a timeless commitment to love and truth.</strong> </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>The trailer is absolutely beautiful. I'd like to hear your comments on that as well.<br /><br /><br /><br /><object width="640" height="360"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f700SSGu78U&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f700SSGu78U&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="360"></embed></object></div>Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-68295317858777727252012-03-28T11:38:00.002-07:002012-03-28T11:45:24.976-07:00M.C.V Egan. Spotlighted Author<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqnXmoJs2RGshmnhYaPVLKb3UPsfq1L2N1WUAqH2O_m0PdXnkA4SG56GnaUrIjIMaUjtoBmGVyGHdCr4llZSN4Kqi8NmBGQ8D3rV2kmq2LKETNZ65zt1f6nT1H1COYqyUGAp5GJCLPR53o/s1600/Catalina-Tour.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725019634377944498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqnXmoJs2RGshmnhYaPVLKb3UPsfq1L2N1WUAqH2O_m0PdXnkA4SG56GnaUrIjIMaUjtoBmGVyGHdCr4llZSN4Kqi8NmBGQ8D3rV2kmq2LKETNZ65zt1f6nT1H1COYqyUGAp5GJCLPR53o/s320/Catalina-Tour.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9jjRaHdneezjB2BdQ1WttjIt1Cks8IJq32xq1HIWllxMa1PhsLgzhHcEnFOn0PnVhiRNyN8lu4pMO2AC4jRwzEBFzijvx7R9sR176ZwtMP09a5dOBr7-_S3mPcjVqJPQrLZVlQ6T1FfNH/s1600/Catalina-Mirror.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725020873069424562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9jjRaHdneezjB2BdQ1WttjIt1Cks8IJq32xq1HIWllxMa1PhsLgzhHcEnFOn0PnVhiRNyN8lu4pMO2AC4jRwzEBFzijvx7R9sR176ZwtMP09a5dOBr7-_S3mPcjVqJPQrLZVlQ6T1FfNH/s320/Catalina-Mirror.gif" /></a>M.C.V. Egan is the pen name chosen by Maria Catalina Egan the author of The Bridge of Deaths. Catalina was born in Mexico City, Mexico in 1959, one of eight children. From a very young age she became obsessed with the story of her maternal Grandfather, Cesar Agustin Castillo, mostly the story of how he died. She only spent her childhood in Mexico. Her father became an employee of The World Bank in Washington D.C.<br /><br />From the early 1970s at the age of 12 she moved with her entire family to the United States. She was already fluent in Southern English as she had spent one school year in the town of Pineville, Louisiana with her grandparents. There she won the English award; ironically being the only one who had English as a second language in her class. In the D.C. suburbs she attended various private Catholic schools and graduated from Winston Churchill HS in Potomac, Maryland in 1977. She attended Montgomery Community College, where she changed majors every semester. She also studied in Lyons, France at the Catholic University for two years. In 1981, due to an impulsive young marriage to a Viking ( The Swedish kind, not the football player kind) Catalina moved to Sweden where she resided for five years and taught at a language school for Swedish, Danish, and Finnish businesspeople. She returned to the USA where she has been living ever since. She is fluent in Spanish, English, French and Swedish.<br /><br />Mrs. Egan has worked for various companies and holds an Insurance license for the State of Florida. Not her favorite field but involves very nice folks and makes money!<br /><br />Maria Catalina Egan is married and has one son, who together with their five pound Chihuahua makes her feel like a fulltime mother. Although she would not call herself an Astrologer she has taken many classes and taught a few beginner classes in Astrology. This is one of her many past times when she is not writing or researching.<br /><br />She celebrated her 52nd birthday on July 2nd 2011 and gave herself self-publishing The Bridge of Deaths as a gift; she never submitted it to anyone prior to this decision and has enjoyed the very positive feedback.<br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>Genre:</strong> Historical/Paranormal/Romance/Mystery<br /><br /><br />Historical:<br />The book was researched in archives in Denmark, UK, US and people interviewed in those countries as well as Mexico, this is documented with 200+ footnotes.<br />Paranormal:<br />Four psychics using psychometry, a Peruvian Shaman, A Hypnotherapist and documented past life regressions were used.<br />Mystery:<br />The event being researched is an actual "mystery"<br />Romance:<br />To protect anonymity of past life regression subject fictional character were created to tell the story and theirs is a journey of LOVE transcending more than one life.<br /><br />Format: Paperback & E-book<br />Publisher:AuthorHouse<br />Release Date: June 9, 2011<br /><a href="http://www.thebridgeofdeaths.com/">Website:</a><br />Email: m_c_v_egan@yahoo.comMargaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-69143227223655001552012-03-26T04:03:00.003-07:002012-03-26T04:06:59.439-07:00Eldon Taylor. In the spotlight.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2XOJQ-YYuwFYGWqDgsD4jfY7GbZyxTS131ZKxgTIiLWzKhonuUccT0r4B74qGDc-Qjqon36HHIF__hXBMrpF1GT8Oi-QJXNXmDkLJC2Kdcp4qHrerTmKd2FHPPk7yehqVyPZsAHWuG6Ik/s1600/1114_adj_small.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2XOJQ-YYuwFYGWqDgsD4jfY7GbZyxTS131ZKxgTIiLWzKhonuUccT0r4B74qGDc-Qjqon36HHIF__hXBMrpF1GT8Oi-QJXNXmDkLJC2Kdcp4qHrerTmKd2FHPPk7yehqVyPZsAHWuG6Ik/s320/1114_adj_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724160072060042594" /></a><br /><br />Eldon Taylor is an award-winning, New York Times best-selling author of more than 300 books, audio, and video programs. He’s the inventor of the patented InnerTalk technology and the founder and president of Progressive Awareness Research. He has been called a “master of the mind” and has appeared as an expert witness on both hypnosis and subliminal communication. <br />Eldon was a practicing criminalist conducting investigations and lie-detection examinations for many years. He is listed in more than a dozen Who’s Who publications, including Who’s Who of Intellectuals and Who’s Who in Science and Engineering. He is a fellow in the American Psychotherapy Association and an internationally sought-after speaker. His books and audio-video materials have been translated into more than a dozen languages and have sold millions worldwide. <br />Eldon is the host of the popular radio show Provocative Enlightenment. He has interviewed some of the most interesting people on the planet. His shows are thought-provoking and always fresh in both their perspective and the exchange.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzvI0XEU1h1He-7ZO1XyWKrs_qQ58vthGYPQEuRlBOfT3ynoDIi46MYuMTh9fZon76aBxb9ysy-CE5CqPjmiDmeAxF6P4vOZ1Q_lS9VjrJNVjl46lReg8gWc96rPKqe11u2D-pjycSUmGk/s1600/I_Believe_cover_7_25.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzvI0XEU1h1He-7ZO1XyWKrs_qQ58vthGYPQEuRlBOfT3ynoDIi46MYuMTh9fZon76aBxb9ysy-CE5CqPjmiDmeAxF6P4vOZ1Q_lS9VjrJNVjl46lReg8gWc96rPKqe11u2D-pjycSUmGk/s320/I_Believe_cover_7_25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724160557372222850" /></a>Title – I Believe: When What You Believe Matters!<br />Format – Paperback<br />Publisher – Hay House<br />Genre – Self Help<br />Release Date – March 13, 2012<br /><br /><a href="http://www.eldontaylor.com/ ">Website</a> <br /><a href="http://www.eldontaylor.com/eldons-blog/">Blog </a><br /><a href="ravinder@innertalk.com">Email (Publicist) </a> <br /><br /><a href=" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z-l35eEgkoA&feature=youtu.be ">Trailer</a>Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-71759996914800597152012-03-12T09:03:00.013-07:002012-03-13T14:10:18.391-07:00Eldon Taylor.<div><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/is"><br /><br /><script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=135804" type="text/javascript"></script>"><br /><p></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2cf8fxYfIZBw4xseZSjGdiiNZ4OQbU1o6Xea08flkfyIMLnl49-r-fDULok9H0XjSOMTvfVzAGbRYU1dnP2Y1FByj4C9btE6-075R5vvGDXauI3RL1jI-8hYfbvCXICy_7XIUuKzc-M_Y/s1600/I-Believe-Sponsor.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719042727860914898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2cf8fxYfIZBw4xseZSjGdiiNZ4OQbU1o6Xea08flkfyIMLnl49-r-fDULok9H0XjSOMTvfVzAGbRYU1dnP2Y1FByj4C9btE6-075R5vvGDXauI3RL1jI-8hYfbvCXICy_7XIUuKzc-M_Y/s320/I-Believe-Sponsor.jpg" /></a><br /><strong><br /><br />Announcing I Believe, the latest release<br />by New York Times best selling author,<br />Eldon Taylor.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_6Py1fizvrzIVbdmQH9WLZhYpJrLjSsQNsj0SbiF8itpTFPVZnqRMrCGzwGVteVjk7oGDqSbJ3OUGfiSY_lcHB3rq2J-O7ViJIeTuxnnVAfrWGXFuv0vI9LvNj8nKugrJ67Wz8R9-mOcY/s1600/I_Believe_cover_7_25.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719047390435153746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_6Py1fizvrzIVbdmQH9WLZhYpJrLjSsQNsj0SbiF8itpTFPVZnqRMrCGzwGVteVjk7oGDqSbJ3OUGfiSY_lcHB3rq2J-O7ViJIeTuxnnVAfrWGXFuv0vI9LvNj8nKugrJ67Wz8R9-mOcY/s320/I_Believe_cover_7_25.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><p><strong>Join the launch party for I Believe: When What You Believe Matters!<br />Hundreds of bonus gifts will be given away to everyone who participates. Plus, enter to win grand prizes worth over $5K from personalities such as Lindsay Wagner (Bionic Woman), James Van Praagh, Bob Doyle, Hay House, InnerTalk, Norman Shealy and Caroline Sutherland. For more information, visit <a href="http://progressiveawarenesspromotions.com/it/12c/indexB.html">here.</a> </strong><br /></p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgihyhamuVS1TkZTkhwrJfyjfrt9UELCmuuytrOddMbI9yJhUGZFI9RTxymXbILv2k6YRYWCiXV8XOb0x621uNtl4ucwun02l5V86BJjz42XknBRPvwvyLDhdabZJcY4W2BNi8YmaFEY9e6/s1600/eldon"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719043611479102434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgihyhamuVS1TkZTkhwrJfyjfrt9UELCmuuytrOddMbI9yJhUGZFI9RTxymXbILv2k6YRYWCiXV8XOb0x621uNtl4ucwun02l5V86BJjz42XknBRPvwvyLDhdabZJcY4W2BNi8YmaFEY9e6/s320/eldon" /></a><br /><strong></strong><br /><br />Q. Why did you write I Believe?<br /></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>I have spent over thirty years investigating why people self-sabotage or limit themselves, thus experiencing so much less than their highest best! What I have found is the reason rests solely in their beliefs—not their spiritual belief so much as their life beliefs. I found this to be true when I was conducting lie detection tests and discovering criminality, and equally true when I worked with elite athletes, business executives, professionals and lay people alike. The bottom line is this: What you believe always matters! It’s like a web that fastens itself to belief-anchors, causing disheartening mediocrity in place of the glorious success we all seek.<br /><br />I Believe spells out the power of belief and how it influences everything from our health and longevity to our success with relationships and life. Astounding as it may seem, belief can (and has) defied our so-called laws of science and it has done so over and over again. As ordinary and trite as it may seem, belief nevertheless makes all the difference in success in all walks of life. Knowing how we acquire our beliefs, and which beliefs serve us while others sabotage us, is critical to maximizing our individual potential. I Believe: When What You Believe Matters! was written to empower you with the roadmap to decipher and re-write the programming governing your life.<br /><br /><br />Excerpt<br />Personal Identity<br /><br />The idea that we’re each a drop of water in the ocean can be compelling in some ways. The typical perspective offered in Buddhism postulates that we are drops of water, individualized but for a moment from the greater sea that is the total of all-that-is. I get the idea of immersion, being one with the One. I don’t, however, see that as requiring the surrender of my self, and isn’t a healthy ego necessary for my identification? I’ve said before that an ego out of control fits the 12-step-program interpretation of the word: Edging God Out. But a healthy ego is who we are.<br />I know myself in many ways, chiefly as an experience, as I’ve already discussed. In that sense, I expect that the word ego doesn’t really apply in its traditional form. For as a verb instead of a noun, I am my experiences—always in motion, dynamic as opposed to static, changing as opposed to immutable, expanding as opposed to contracting, and forever young in every instance as opposed to aging. Still, even in this view, I have a self-concept, and from this spring my lessons, alternatives, choices, likes, and dislikes. This is identity, and it’s absolutely attached to the experience, even if part of that is letting go in order to proceed in a new and different way in some other dimension of existence.<br />I’m totally unaware of any near-death experiences (NDE) in which the survivor tells of being immersed and losing all sense of identification. It’s possible, however, to lose our sense of being, to become so involved in the moment that we lose ourselves. That may be what immersion really is. Getting lost in the experience, whether on this plane or another, is experience at its highest.<br />For me, the analogy of a drop of water in the ocean is fitting when I think of losing myself in the moment. To do that, I must truly choose to engage in everything life brings to me, and that can’t be done while unattached. I become the experience by being fully aware of what’s happening in each moment. In doing so I can let go of my expectations, for as long as I hold them, I can’t be fully present.<br />Words can be tricky, and ideas can become puzzles, whereas definitions can and do delimit our understanding of all that we care enough to think about. When many of these concepts are distilled, there remain a few constants. One of them is simply this: immersing ourselves in the experience of life gives rise to understanding that we could otherwise never grasp. The little miracles are not only noticed but fully integrated into our journey. The sadness that comes along is recognized for what it is, but this doesn’t rob us of hope, for we’re not hanging onto some expectation in the moment. Setting about each day with the idea that it’s a miracle—that every moment is a wondrous opportunity to glimpse yet another spectacular exchange in the nature of life, a grand time for fully immersing ourselves in the experience—approaches heaven on earth here and now.<br /><br />The Gift </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><br />I believe that every breath is a gift, and what you do with that is the only way you can pay tribute to the Giver. I believe that you were meant to have faith in yourself and that you deserve to know an unlimited cornucopia of abundance in all the good things this life has to offer. When you trust in yourself, you turn the key in the lock that opens the door to manifesting your true potential. You aren’t going to take anything with you out of here except your experiences. And notice that it’s you I believe in—and that calls for the distinctly unique individual that you are—not some generalization. Perhaps I’m attached to an idea of being unattached, at least to an outcome, yet as with everyone else, I’m also committed to being uniquely me. In the end, if I weren’t invested in anything, including my experience and ideas, then who would I be?<br />In the words of novelist Virginia Woolf, “[It] is like a spider’s web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the attachment is scarcely perceptible”4 (emphasis added). </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><br />Reflection<br />So what is it that you believe? Do you think that the goal of a spiritual life is to overcome the illusion of separateness, to lose your sense of identity and so to return to the oneness? Or do you believe that this life and your individuality are amazing gifts that should be treasured and experienced to the fullest? Should you be attached to outcomes, or should you focus on doing your best and then detaching? Which beliefs would serve you best?<br /><br /><br />For information on the book launch, please visit <a href="http://progressiveawarenesspromotions.com/it/12c/indexB.html">here.</a><br /></p><br /></div></strong><br /><br />This is a blog hop <script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=135804" type="text/javascript" ></script>Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-9893503343730514262012-03-09T07:48:00.004-08:002012-03-09T08:11:54.112-08:00REVIEW<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmhsvWr7riO1o4NfZtJsRyQPEonXbgHTMeeeniz-eQaI_wNMEQ_pDS1tukTO3ldkVlZ8v6wKPQtkz4ajhU3nLu7eZTmAvIrsu8q3OX2BOE2a_7FLvgqxhZE9KMs0883mgfRe24M7h5-hwa/s1600/HaloOftheDamnedFINALCover2ndpic.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717924988503532114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmhsvWr7riO1o4NfZtJsRyQPEonXbgHTMeeeniz-eQaI_wNMEQ_pDS1tukTO3ldkVlZ8v6wKPQtkz4ajhU3nLu7eZTmAvIrsu8q3OX2BOE2a_7FLvgqxhZE9KMs0883mgfRe24M7h5-hwa/s320/HaloOftheDamnedFINALCover2ndpic.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Review of Halo of the Damned.</strong><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4p89LXZNxOs">Trailer</a><br /><br />I thought at first that I was not going to like Halo of the damned. I found it quite hard to get into, but I’m glad I persevered because after a while it turned into an enthralling page turner.<br />First, I suggest that you release the rational side of your mind and allow this dark paranormal to take to you places that you never knew existed. Where demons are repentant and angels are all forgiving to us mere human beings. There is death, destruction and bloody fights, which expertly builds up to a climax that will have you perched on the edge of your chair.<br />You will go to bed thinking about the characters Joanna and Kim’s chances of survival and what would happen if Satan and his fiery hell really got a foot hold on our mortal plane of existence. Dina Rae may be a new author, but I believe that she will go far with her books. She has a unique knack of really bringing her characters to life and you either love them or hate them.<br />Halo of the damned is twisting turning road, fraught with the dead and dying. It’s a fantastic read and I give it a <strong>5 star</strong> rating.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Halo-of-the-Damned-ebook/dp/B0075XQYDM">Buy </a>this book now....I dare you...Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-5034564670289011482012-03-01T04:27:00.007-08:002012-03-06T01:27:39.354-08:00Welcome to Nicole Morgan<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcuTXFl7AwyhZibIitCJ9PUBSw91kATRSKQU_XLB8PbdgftDhyZaQMbj5ooI5lm7HHm4YQHcJ_vASiZuVxpGtwdzgadzs_heC0Ao8ut9S2OiMvUkJ8jGT75eFtXaBygSrHfPcbyTrEczK/s1600/a1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5714909736327628994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcuTXFl7AwyhZibIitCJ9PUBSw91kATRSKQU_XLB8PbdgftDhyZaQMbj5ooI5lm7HHm4YQHcJ_vASiZuVxpGtwdzgadzs_heC0Ao8ut9S2OiMvUkJ8jGT75eFtXaBygSrHfPcbyTrEczK/s320/a1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br />Today, the sun is shining bacause it knows that Nicole Morgan is in my virtual blogging lounge today. Before we start, here is a bit about her. Nicole Morgan was an avid reader who kept having one recurring problem. Ideas of stories kept popping into her head. Today Nicole is an author of erotic romantic novels, which more often than not have a suspenseful back story. Erotic romance mixed with a good old fashioned who done it. She tries to place strong emphasis on the characters emotions while also throwing in some spicy and hot love scenes. Her alpha male of choice will most often than not have a uniform of some kind. From military to police officers, she has a love for writing about those who protect and serve.<br /><br /> While still trying to stay true to her style, she is finding her writing is evolving as she takes on new and uncharted territory for her. In the first months of this year she finally wrapped up her first ever full length paranormal romance novel. There are many areas of erotica out there that she hasn’t had a chance to really delve into just yet, but she is anxiously looking forward to doing just that.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSWmxvCZs8jiz8XbkKSG12rmEc3KwunrYMZn6u1m_hCHK2kXUssudXgx5uNVQAqQ_2auqZhknBXS_D4PUmAHnHwUcyLj7IcFjyT8QPQGPjfzwzirYeAZ6Xhh-ocey_4Pm-IRZughhlmS9D/s1600/nicole+pic"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5714908854619496914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSWmxvCZs8jiz8XbkKSG12rmEc3KwunrYMZn6u1m_hCHK2kXUssudXgx5uNVQAqQ_2auqZhknBXS_D4PUmAHnHwUcyLj7IcFjyT8QPQGPjfzwzirYeAZ6Xhh-ocey_4Pm-IRZughhlmS9D/s320/nicole+pic" /></a><strong>Good Morning Nicole. Its lovely to meet you, help yourself to the virtual coffee while we chat. A little birdie tells me that you have a new book out. Can you tell us a bit about it?</strong><br /><br />Good Morning Margaret. Thanks for having me in your lounge today. My latest release is Intimate Confessions. It’s the second book in my Intimate Temptations series and took me a year to complete it. It was one of those books that I would write a little, put down and pick up later.<br />Derek and Sandi, the lead characters are two who shared a love which reached as far to the depths of their soul. A few readers who were left hanging with the end of book 1 with what may happen with the couple finally sent enough veiled threats to my email where I felt I had no choice but to finish it and get it out there. We can’t have upset readers now can we?<br /><br /><strong>lol no, that wouldn't be fair as you have already hooked them in! Now this is finished have you got anything e4lse in mind to write? </strong><br /><br />I’m in the middle of writing a novel about a former Marine, now Police Chief who finds himself blindsided by the attraction he has with one of his best rookies and who also happens to be his best friends little sister. A whole lot of “ruh roh, I shouldn’t be doing this” plagues the Hero in this book. The fact that she’s tenacious, argumentative and pushes his buttons at every turn does nothing to curb his frustration with her. I’m having a lot of fun writing some of the banter between the two characters who would rather argue than admit they want each other.<br /><br /><strong>I love that sort of tension. It makes you want to jump right in the book and shake them lol right, just for fun, pick your favourite character from your new release and tell us about them.</strong><br /><br />In my new release I would have to say Derek, the main character is my favourite. Sandi was the only woman who ever managed to sneak past his defences and into his heart. Despite her being an angel in his eyes, she hurts him. Throughout the course of the story, he struggles with what he wants and what his stubborn male pride tells him he should do. It’s an interesting contrast to see a man who can love so intensely struggle with his bruised ego.<br /><br /><strong>He sounds like a typical man to me lol I can't wait to read that one when it's released. As authors we know how hard it is to market ourselves, do you have any tips that might help?</strong><br /><br />The best marketing advice I would offer to anyone in any type of business is to not over market their product. There is a difference between marketing and spam. You want to tell the world about your product and hopefully gain their interest. What you don’t want to do is shove the product down their proverbial throat. Overkill will essentially destroy any marketing strategy. And no one wants that.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Okay, now for something totaslly random!! Where did you meet your partner? We all love to hear a romance story.</strong><br /><br />Well I’m currently single. I know...cry me a river, right? LOL Actually it’s a good thing. I (luckily) haven’t gotten to that point in my life where I feel like, “OMG, I need to start collecting stray cats”... I haven’t even tried dating sites. Well, not YET anyway. After being in a relationship for the better portion of my adult life I’m really enjoying being single, meeting new people and seeing what life has to offer me on a daily basis. Plus, there are A LOT of attractive, charming and incredibly sweet men out there, so I’m hoping one of them will eventually grab my attention and in turn make me take a second look and say “Yowsa!” Now, that isn’t to say that I don’t have my eye on one or two...but I won’t mention names. Torture me if you must, my lips are sealed. I’ll offer you a hint though, I am a complete sucker for a man in uniform. Past or present doesn’t matter, I’m pretty much putty in their hands at that point. But, shhh...don’t tell them that.<br /><br /><strong>Your secret is safe with us Nicole. I rather like men in uniform too lol Before you go, where can your followers find you?</strong><br /><br /><a href="http://facebook.com/NicoleMorganFanPage">Facebook Fan Page:</a><br /><a href="http://facebook.com/NicoleMorganAuthor">Facebook Friend Page:</a><br /><a href="http://twitter.com/mornic1">Twitter:</a><br /><a href="http://nicolemorgan1.webs.com/">Website:</a><br /><a href="http://nicolemorganauthor.blogspot.com/">Blog: </a><br /><br /><strong>Thanks for dropping by Nicole and don't forget to leave us a taster of your new book.</strong><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiV4Y2aZj1F_k_z167tKxZHzc1rWEs9gGaRedSBmYUlLJYIW1c17Ry7RcAQk8XguViR2owmG2Hk58yHa_wLxbtxrsrpK1FFhAfjFVInFG98kuHu0_68hPdtWg0xuuOhnP9USGzeYC7GgJ4/s1600/nm-it-confessions.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5714908350383606802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiV4Y2aZj1F_k_z167tKxZHzc1rWEs9gGaRedSBmYUlLJYIW1c17Ry7RcAQk8XguViR2owmG2Hk58yHa_wLxbtxrsrpK1FFhAfjFVInFG98kuHu0_68hPdtWg0xuuOhnP9USGzeYC7GgJ4/s320/nm-it-confessions.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/intimate-confessions">Buy this great book.</a> <strong>AVAILABLE: Thursday, March 1st<br />This title is offered at a 10% discount. Offer ends midnight CST, March 8th.</strong><br /><br />PG Excerpt:<br />Sandi remained motionless for several seconds after she heard the door close before turning her head to see if Derek had really left. Once she looked over her left shoulder and didn’t see him, she quickly spun her head around to survey the rest of the room.<br />Was he still in the room with her, but waiting to see if she reacted? She wondered, but as soon as she asked the silent question to herself, she already had her answer. Derek had in fact left the room. She was handcuffed to the bed and alone with nothing else but her thoughts.<br />Instinct made her want to cry. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs and beg him to come back. Instead, she bit back her tears and tightly squeezed her eyes shut. She knew very well that she wasn’t entitled to her sadness.<br />There was no one else she could blame for her current situation other than herself. Two years ago she had pushed Derek away. He was the only man who had ever treated her with respect, kindness, compassion, and love. He was the only man that she had ever loved, and rather than cherish that, she had thrown it away, all for some obsession, some elemental need she thought she had to have.<br />She hated that after two years she still hadn’t found a way to fulfill those unexplained desires. No one that she had met over the past two years had even come close, not even Tony, the one she was foolish enough to leave Derek for. Just remembering the man who had introduced her into this world made her cringe. She detested him for making her think she wanted this kind of lifestyle.<br />If only she knew then what she knew now, she would have never left Derek and their life together for a life she clearly didn’t want.<br />A gut-wrenching pain tore through her heart when that thought made her realize that in all these months over the past two years she hadn’t felt even the smallest amount of pleasure from all the acts she had participated in. She hadn’t gotten any enjoyment from any of it. That was not until moments ago when Derek had been inside of her, taking her from behind, while she was handcuffed to a headboard in a place where she asked for only punishment.<br />Oh God! she thought to herself. Was Derek the missing piece to the puzzle of her desires? Was he what she had been searching for this whole time?<br />She knew the answer to the question already. The one man who she had tossed aside so carelessly two years ago was the only man who could ever truly make her happy.<br />She jerked her mind back to reality when she heard the door open. She spoke before she was able to stop herself.<br />“Derek?” Disappointment washed across her face when she saw it was Zach.<br />“No, Sandi. Derek has gone to his room. I came to make sure you were okay.”<br />She didn’t respond to him as she waited for him to finish unlocking the fur-lined cuffs which had her wrists attached to the bed.<br />Zach’s arm grazed her exposed bottom, and for some reason at that point she became very aware of her nakedness. Nervous emotions overcame her, making her face flush and heat from embarrassment.<br />When the last cuff was unlatched, Zach gently took her shoulders and brought her body back down to a sitting position.<br />“There, you must be sore from being in that position and on your knees for so long. Is that better?” he asked her while handing her a small satin robe which had been hanging on the bedpost.<br />She nodded uncomfortably, not really sure what to say to him.<br />Zach brushed a stray lock of hair away from her eyes and smiled at her. “Please don’t be embarrassed. I promised you when I found you that I would give you happiness.”<br />Her heart began beating much too fast. “I know you did. But I still don’t understand what that means. Or how…Derek, I know him.”<br />A robust laugh came from Zach, which almost startled her at first.<br />“Did you know that I knew him?” She almost whispered the question, but the smile on his face gave her the answer before she had a chance to finish asking it.<br />He held up his hand in a gesture to silence her. “Sandi, does it really matter if I knew? Does it really matter that you knew him, or he knew you?”<br />He hesitated for a moment before he continued. “No, Sandi. None of that matters. All that matters is that you are here, Derek is here, and you both want something that I have the opportunity to give you. Just let whatever fate brings your way happen.”<br />She wanted to say something. She wanted to question his motives, or how he knew of their connection to one another, but she realized that his reasons and the circumstances didn’t matter. He was right. She wanted Derek. She loved him and needed him.<br /></div></div>Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-19765136368354989522012-02-22T07:42:00.002-08:002012-02-23T13:36:44.399-08:00Welcome to Greg Kiser<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDUZs8tBxeks9PC0W_3Av_TFukl1wjNNCJOb01r5NTZ3pD9M09xWvyPBr1UoWcRva09fz2g2riMqSIcFOYF0QHpHdAAzbd6nAucyrX-p6Xv7SdrUJSRouJE7wKhnOE2flyG2mpD4zjCTYt/s1600/Greg-Kiser-Tour.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711988347052162674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDUZs8tBxeks9PC0W_3Av_TFukl1wjNNCJOb01r5NTZ3pD9M09xWvyPBr1UoWcRva09fz2g2riMqSIcFOYF0QHpHdAAzbd6nAucyrX-p6Xv7SdrUJSRouJE7wKhnOE2flyG2mpD4zjCTYt/s320/Greg-Kiser-Tour.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><em><strong>Today I am welcoming the fabulous Greg Kiser to my virtual lounge. Today he is giving away a signed copy of his book to Random commentator. The coffee is on and the biscuits are fresh out of the oven. Before we have a chat, here is a bit about him.</strong></em><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXY235hjXbHcDw7DTCLxn08TuKlGmnTgfhj0K7odTCQI11EaILaA9KOrtuYxGoe9zRut_zHxClrx39ywGYB1BgSsFYQpheXJoivz5DFSxcj428zkLaV8-ylfLMQujamZ3MFIIcs72QZxdi/s1600/Greg+1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711986201237198882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXY235hjXbHcDw7DTCLxn08TuKlGmnTgfhj0K7odTCQI11EaILaA9KOrtuYxGoe9zRut_zHxClrx39ywGYB1BgSsFYQpheXJoivz5DFSxcj428zkLaV8-ylfLMQujamZ3MFIIcs72QZxdi/s320/Greg+1.jpg" /></a>Greg Kiser is happily married to a wonderful and inspirational wife, Serena, and has two beautiful children – Miller and Grace. He graduated from Southern Polytechnic University in Atlanta with a BS in Electrical Engineering. Greg also earned his MBA from the University of South Florida. He is currently a Director at Cisco, a high tech fortune 50 multinational corporation.<br /><br />Greg has written extensively for fortune 50 high tech firms in describing next generation networks and painting pictures of the true evolution of technology for the consumer.<br /></p><br /><br /><p><br /><br /></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih8R48cDeH799ecSTzUgg_AqNInZn-GZy7p0Dbg0xHOoAuj6HV-IRnomv8BQ-8RB_jcs_Vlj3qDDkXNWNCaamsAcW4BirSKhJKAc31rXNQXxTls6HMu2zrVHLnxb548Q9kY33-UjfVJ4mH/s1600/front+cover.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 234px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711990672216128242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih8R48cDeH799ecSTzUgg_AqNInZn-GZy7p0Dbg0xHOoAuj6HV-IRnomv8BQ-8RB_jcs_Vlj3qDDkXNWNCaamsAcW4BirSKhJKAc31rXNQXxTls6HMu2zrVHLnxb548Q9kY33-UjfVJ4mH/s320/front+cover.jpg" /></a><em><strong>Good Morning Greg. I hear that you have a new book out. Tell us a bit about it.</strong></em><br /><br />Good morning Margaret. Thanks for having me here today. The books called Tampa Bay and is set in Florida and the year is 2020. Ex-Navy SEAL Mitch “Double” Downing discovers how to tap into the internet with his mind. His new inSyte provides transparent access to the sum of all human knowledge recorded since hieroglyphics. If knowledge is power, Mitch just became the strongest man in the world.<br />But inSyte has ideas of its own as the software exposes a politician’s “divine” plan that will unwittingly slaughter millions of people. Is killing the man the only way to prevent Armageddon? The politician’s daughter would probably disagree. And she happens to be the love of Mitch’s life. Losing Kate would be too damn much collateral damage.<br />At the center of the conflict is a wolf-like killer who will stop at nothing to murder the ex-Navy SEAL. And Mitch must come to grips with inSyte’s dark side – a dominating addiction that soon controls his thoughts and places him on a steep slide to self-destruction.<br /><br /><strong><br />Wow, it sounds like a real nail bitter. With this book finished what’s next on your writing agenda?</strong><br /><br />At the moment I’m thinking about a sequel. Just thinking. Lol Letting my mind sort through it subconsciously.<br /><br /><em><strong>So you’re a deep thinker huh! How about you pick your favourite character from your new release and tell us about them.</strong></em><br /><br />My favorite character is Cheslov who is an antagonist… but not necessarily THE antagonist. I struggled at times with dialogue and scene creation for other characters. But for some reason, it just flowed with Cheslov.<br />My book takes place in 2020. Cheslov is Russian, born around the turn of the century. Around 1900, that is. Somehow he ends up in Tampa in 2020 as hired muscle for the Mayor. How did he survive to 2020 if he was born in 1900?<br />Something happened in the woods of Rostov.<br />It’s like that with Cheslov, he’s just naturally creepy. I think Kirkus reviews put it pretty well when they wrote the following in their review of inSyte:<br />“Woven throughout a story with many finely crafted twists, turns and revelations is the charismatic, mysterious, murderous Cheslov Kirill. As a classic merciless political operator, Kirill is unforgettable and chillingly, complexly rendered, especially for a man who uses a school of sharks off the Florida coast for corpse disposal.”<br />But he’s also charming, likeable on some level. He is the character everyone who reads my novel seems to talk about. Some are darkly drawn to him. Most found him fascinating in his evilness. But he’s the one people remember. Me too.<br /><br /><strong>Well we always remember the bad boys lol. So to change the subject totally Where did you meet your partner? We love to hear a romance story on this blog.</strong><br /><br />I met my wife at work (boring!). We both worked for a high tech firm back in the mid nineties. I lived in Atlanta and she lived in Tampa. I went to Tampa for a week to finish a big proposal and met her in the local office. We worked 12 hour days for a week together, along with a half dozen other folks. Long hours, hard job. At the end of the week one of the guys hosted a big party at his house. Serena and I ended up sitting next to each other at the pool, drinking beer and listening to live music and the rest, as they say…<br /><br /><em><strong>Before you go, where can your followers find you</strong></em><br />Come and join me at mt <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.gkiser.com">website</a>. </p><br /><br /><p></p><em></em><em></em><em></em>Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-1638296017725323602012-02-20T07:34:00.007-08:002012-02-21T00:17:51.925-08:00Welcome to Julie Hayes<div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0N_sFnJMgLPczKrfG9ErgLobNogJAWXfAtbQdjdtDQNKYzyZp-YbzmOBMOi1vmbtPg3N5-bLPsqtsRwxrAxtSc0czQRgg4C6ilx4V1JuK-ZjyS5fmmTTQpAlGYx9VaeR_oDGo04s8KDo2/s1600/SweetDreamsMyLoveLG.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711244956437101730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0N_sFnJMgLPczKrfG9ErgLobNogJAWXfAtbQdjdtDQNKYzyZp-YbzmOBMOi1vmbtPg3N5-bLPsqtsRwxrAxtSc0czQRgg4C6ilx4V1JuK-ZjyS5fmmTTQpAlGYx9VaeR_oDGo04s8KDo2/s320/SweetDreamsMyLoveLG.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYWYzL8BnAWOGEFyVgYiyiTA18luL0gIs0XH3ocZ0lPh-20vtYeTPlWOShTSHFr_rldBA5FiSz9Fk8w6FG6Mgg3pcXQATCJJYgfR2RiAryaxAEcvz5MlYPIPZauL8yTaDDyXIj7k6zIQMU/s1600/For_Love_of_Max-Julie_Lynn_Hayes400x600.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711244741329044034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYWYzL8BnAWOGEFyVgYiyiTA18luL0gIs0XH3ocZ0lPh-20vtYeTPlWOShTSHFr_rldBA5FiSz9Fk8w6FG6Mgg3pcXQATCJJYgfR2RiAryaxAEcvz5MlYPIPZauL8yTaDDyXIj7k6zIQMU/s320/For_Love_of_Max-Julie_Lynn_Hayes400x600.JPG" /></a> </p><br /><br /><br /><p><strong>Good Morning Everyone.<br />Today I am highlighting something that will affect many authors. I'd like your opinion on it and what we can do to try and make our voices be heard. So I leave you now in Julies capable hands.</strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSkIHVOo8kB3v_tI5ZgOTKh2kpphiBbMHdBfitkCmucOWMPI3BfbgohaLwYULLeO0BiiSTs1CkzUJBsRFERJiH1a_xbdN1pAzLRToZRnPyCOnlSN0uKsw7dI7GHslBfUSu6c4hQHssIlIc/s1600/SweetDreamsMyLoveLG.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711245257024974498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSkIHVOo8kB3v_tI5ZgOTKh2kpphiBbMHdBfitkCmucOWMPI3BfbgohaLwYULLeO0BiiSTs1CkzUJBsRFERJiH1a_xbdN1pAzLRToZRnPyCOnlSN0uKsw7dI7GHslBfUSu6c4hQHssIlIc/s320/SweetDreamsMyLoveLG.jpg" /></a>And so it begins. The powers that be at Paypal, under the guise of morality, have begun practicing censorship, strong arming publishing sites into removing titles which PayPal finds objectionable and/or morally reprehensible, under the threat of freezing their PayPal accounts. As anyone who has an online business knows, PayPal payments are vital to the success of most businesses, so that is tantamount to having one’s lifeline severed, bleeding out potential profits all over the internet floor.<br />But wait, what right have they to do such a thing? Since when is PayPal the moral arbiter of anything, much less the authority for who publishes what and where? Where do they get off doing this?<br /><br />Damned if I know, but I’m finding it extremely ridiculous and very akin to extortion. My question is, where will it end? If they aren’t stopped now, what will keep them from imposing these sanctions for anything which they don’t like? Including religious and political issues? Today it may be sexual content, but tomorrow? Who knows.<br />First off, it’s none of their business. They aren’t in business to legislate morality, but to move money. That’s what they do, and they do it well. People use their services to pay for many things, and it’s great. But it’s none of PayPal’s bloody business what they pay for.<br />Not to mention that it’s arbitrary. They think that they’ll stop these immoral goings on by identifying and halting the payment for such services which don’t meet their standards of morality. But let’s be realistic. How much money gets transferred under the general blanket of “services” which they have no idea what it’s for. And frankly, who cares?<br />I can send money through PayPal all day long for anything. But if I go into a legitimate bookseller site online and wish to purchase something, that’s my business, not theirs – and for being honest, I’m going to be penalized? There are definite double standards going on here.<br />And who’s to say what is right and what is wrong? If you don’t like a title, or what the author writes, do what I do—DON’T BUY IT! No one is forcing you to do it, so don’t. But don’t prevent those who want to from doing it, or put the kibosh on free enterprise because it doesn’t suit you in some way.<br />Your list of taboos is ridiculous. Are you applying these same standards, PayPal, to the major publishers? Because I’m damn sure their books have these same things in them. Subjects you deem immoral. But the difference is that they don’t care, because they don’t need you in the way the smaller booksellers do. So you’re a bully, plain and simple, pushing your views down people’s throats, threatening them in an economic manner, hitting where it hurts – in the moneybelt.<br />Shame on you, Paypal, for shame! Keep your nose out of other people’s morality. You’re not making a change for the better, you’re making yourself look ridiculous and interfering with people’s rights.<br />I understand that they’re including shapeshifters under bestiality? Seriously? Teenagers having sex? Yeah, like that doesn’t happen in the real world. The point here is that we’re discussing fictional characters, not real people. Characters who exist only in the minds of their creators, and maybe in the hearts of their readers. But not in the real world.<br />I think maybe PayPal needs to learn the difference. Reality vs a book. Real life vs fiction. They need to step off their high horse and get over themselves.<br />Censorship does not belong in the hands of financial institutions. It should be the individual’s right to judge for himself and make his own choices. If people want to read certain kinds of books, although you dislike them, then that is their right. It’s your right NOT to buy them.<br />STOP CENSORING US, PAYPAL!<br /><br /><br />Find Julie here:My Links:<br /><a href="http://julielynnhayes.blogspot.com/">My blog:</a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=527332074">My facebook: </a><br /><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3442231.Julie_Lynn_Hayes">My Goodreads:</a><br /><br />My Publishers:<br /><a href="http://romancefirst/">Romance First</a><br /><a href="http://silverpublishing.info/index/typefilter/book_authors/book_authors_id/88">Silver Publishing:</a><br /><a href="http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/index.php?cPath=55_222">Dreamspinner Press:</a> </p></div>Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-42544654442290514702012-02-13T07:55:00.000-08:002012-02-13T08:12:41.844-08:00Snarky Piranha's<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3svYcRTug6_gGvjsF8SemezOh8nz1c1oXRLRvahICPvoEJOYfE5WUEujLdwC1gXllcsQ43yES3ZVbaOgd2VHMp-RLvuh7p9cIlSXJYdvIRYPyAQJh3xoMq65khMO5Q1GyGTogWPsHG0a_/s1600/aa.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708649769086415330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3svYcRTug6_gGvjsF8SemezOh8nz1c1oXRLRvahICPvoEJOYfE5WUEujLdwC1gXllcsQ43yES3ZVbaOgd2VHMp-RLvuh7p9cIlSXJYdvIRYPyAQJh3xoMq65khMO5Q1GyGTogWPsHG0a_/s320/aa.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I don’t know about you but I have been seeing more and more heated ‘discussions’ I call them by that term loosely lol on forums and writers sites.<br />Not too long ago I heard about a couple of authors who were circled and consumed by a shoal of piranha’s in a writing forum, just for daring to post a book blub. Every forum has etiquette, which I understand. But a full out, verbal tearing at the flesh until the author is a gibbering wreck, seems a bit harsh!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOE3QtKy8hsCAL27wqXO08MkO_C9o1kTkCajEQKCyBR-tGHTjYjoB2O7IFwPun8SpTUGMaUVuyfKEm08KARoAVHcS38TnSFGV-6uA8qV8x-qRiZICRW7PJLrB-4tG0QQN3DYceeNjVFojj/s1600/aaa4.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708651318021020610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOE3QtKy8hsCAL27wqXO08MkO_C9o1kTkCajEQKCyBR-tGHTjYjoB2O7IFwPun8SpTUGMaUVuyfKEm08KARoAVHcS38TnSFGV-6uA8qV8x-qRiZICRW7PJLrB-4tG0QQN3DYceeNjVFojj/s320/aaa4.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A lot of snarkyness,( if that is a word lol,) will come from competitors. But recently it’s looking like random snarking is becoming more and more apparent. Why do some forums wish to draw blood on a site that should be dedicated to professional advancement? What makes a group of like-minded people band together and turn into a flesh munching, confidence shattering shoal of snarkiness?<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQuXuM8nrR4g0c_ctzeR6kDe1DqJ3YOr55vdwQAkj0O4PX-e7ru3gjOWl_njwSekZkIndLWfNFx7QDQOxPE_UZfBVBqzTL5-P5Oq4Cw6uy-TBZ4qU5WgSKAs3m8kA8q2oWaAQpZHdVBWhR/s1600/aaa2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708650156470778706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQuXuM8nrR4g0c_ctzeR6kDe1DqJ3YOr55vdwQAkj0O4PX-e7ru3gjOWl_njwSekZkIndLWfNFx7QDQOxPE_UZfBVBqzTL5-P5Oq4Cw6uy-TBZ4qU5WgSKAs3m8kA8q2oWaAQpZHdVBWhR/s320/aaa2.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Who feels that sometimes they need to tread as if their paths are made of egg shells? Are you worried about weaving discontent on forums? Do you agree that sometimes it’s best to bite the bullet and walk away from the comments?<br /><br /><br /><br />I personally think that mostly it’s better to retain your dignity and professionalism by walking away, but other times..no? Sometimes the worm needs to turn. But there are right ways and wrong ways.<br /><br /><br /><br />Remember the saying, give enough rope and they’ll hang themselves, remember that when you are battling a narky snark!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh44Oyfz9roiRzAQILDZLwPLmkDncc73_2cGce_nE9oikszdufEhB4oxF_zBY269HMIByB2joxSq_2R-dYNhMbObppkJDc6X7zlzijZGN-dnWEIxPo3vBZgKLV9pABlXIjUKH4anQeRfyND/s1600/aaa3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 315px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708650862807956786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh44Oyfz9roiRzAQILDZLwPLmkDncc73_2cGce_nE9oikszdufEhB4oxF_zBY269HMIByB2joxSq_2R-dYNhMbObppkJDc6X7zlzijZGN-dnWEIxPo3vBZgKLV9pABlXIjUKH4anQeRfyND/s320/aaa3.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />We can only get our point across on the internet by writing. So our words need to be picked carefully as they build and protect our reputation. It’s hard restraining our fingers when they want to type every swear word that’s in the human vocabulary. But it’s at that moment you need to first ask yourself, who will those sort of words most wound? You or the piranha’s?<br /><br /><br />So, who has battled with a piranha and won? Who has been ripped within an inch if their life because they happened to stumble on a basking shoal of them?Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-87684874202645005442012-02-02T03:21:00.000-08:002012-02-05T15:09:46.359-08:00Welcome to Emlyn Chand<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrwaZ9xU81QcZtHrL1w4hpo40AfGgF6PP9VtPgFI3JjDJsGHaHNEHSjuoYCz5eIfY3UPvP7Wsu6bnBEkiGtHikt8GRfQEspbKdPRPVgfvi9LQD5Gk17VKz_9xphrIKJUXDmKHcY22Kg1ca/s1600/Emlyn-Chand-Long.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704505600256193650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrwaZ9xU81QcZtHrL1w4hpo40AfGgF6PP9VtPgFI3JjDJsGHaHNEHSjuoYCz5eIfY3UPvP7Wsu6bnBEkiGtHikt8GRfQEspbKdPRPVgfvi9LQD5Gk17VKz_9xphrIKJUXDmKHcY22Kg1ca/s320/Emlyn-Chand-Long.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMPNHTnZQzKLhPjl6Uxkf2_PumPhJ6tqSHcrmGRWTmyCZhGdcxE8o5S8MG7tW8XCjkhek6FOV_kGsWgMzYyK8nTKJO7JdtZqd29GhgScAW1e2hYpHfRHYarEOeBMgwlcGvdQ9vZGXm5X-g/s1600/aA.png"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704506568759737394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMPNHTnZQzKLhPjl6Uxkf2_PumPhJ6tqSHcrmGRWTmyCZhGdcxE8o5S8MG7tW8XCjkhek6FOV_kGsWgMzYyK8nTKJO7JdtZqd29GhgScAW1e2hYpHfRHYarEOeBMgwlcGvdQ9vZGXm5X-g/s320/aA.png" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><strong>Morning folks.<br />I have to say thats its freezing here in not so sunny kent. Its a good job I have my virtual log fire crackling away in the blog lounge. Before we start, here is a bit about Emlyn.</strong></em><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3q7XbbP8wzbp2wM3FXmmSvLWI4LiEno8YndwKNKOaGJwZrE_sZUllQhyEpUyHP74pZ_jBoEf4vEjYApWPaaEyzCI8_oWHXOgsATYm7Fq2KH6mrGsJyIt3Jcc8IxejANK3yV9NMGMsAmGI/s1600/Emlyn+Chand+-+Author+Photo.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704505720123090082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3q7XbbP8wzbp2wM3FXmmSvLWI4LiEno8YndwKNKOaGJwZrE_sZUllQhyEpUyHP74pZ_jBoEf4vEjYApWPaaEyzCI8_oWHXOgsATYm7Fq2KH6mrGsJyIt3Jcc8IxejANK3yV9NMGMsAmGI/s320/Emlyn+Chand+-+Author+Photo.jpg" /></a>From an early age, Emlyn Chand has counted books among her best friends. She loves to hear and tell stories and emerged from the womb with a fountain pen grasped firmly in her left hand (true story). Her affinity for the written word extends to absolutely every area of her life: she has written two-and-a-half novels, leads a classics book group with over three hundred members, and, of course, runs the whole shebang at <a href="http://www.novelpublicity.com/">Novel Publicity.</a><br /><br />The book that changed Emlyn’s life is Harold and the Purple Crayon by Crocket Johnson. It opened her eyes to the world that could exist if only she was willing to create it—a lesson she has never forgotten. While she enjoys all types of novels, her greatest loves are literary fiction and YA.<br /><br /><br /><em><strong>Hi Emlyn. It's lovely to met you and i have enjoyed our chats about the paranormal side of life recently. I hear that you have a book hot off the press. Tell us a bit about it.</strong></em><br /><br />Hi Margaret. Its good to be here. I'm a long way from home in your virtual lounge lol My new release Farsighted tells the story of Alex Kosmitoras. Here’s my mini teaser: Alex Kosmitoras may be blind, but he can still “see” things others can’t. When his unwanted visions of the future begin to suggest that the girl he likes could be in danger, he has no choice but to take on destiny and demand it reconsider.<br /><br /><em><strong>Loving the teaser. Paranormal elements always intrigue me. I'm sure your book will catch a lot of peoples interest. So what’s next on your writing agenda?</strong></em><br /><br />I’m working on book #2 of the Farsighted Series. Its title is Open Heart, and the story is told from a different character’s POV for added fun/complexity. I am also beginning work on a new YA science fiction series. I like to be mysterious and reveal as few details as possible, but I’m really excited about the upcoming works ;-)<br /><br /><em><strong>Wow you are a busy bee. How about some fun! Pick your favourite character from your new release and tell us about them.</strong></em><br /><br />My favorite character from Farsighted is definitely Shapri Teak—she is also the favorite of many readers I’ve spoken with. Not only is she the most fun of all my characters, but she’s also the kind of the person I wish I could have been like back when I was younger. She’s strong, always true to herself, and won’t let anyone disrespect her. Sure, she has fears, but we all do. Shapri is the kind of girl I would love to be friends with. You know she’ll always go to bat for you when you’re too tired to step up to the plate. And, oh, she has a mysterious, other-worldly secret too.<br /><br />I can't wait to read this book. it sounds right up my alley. So do you have any marketing advice for other authors that you'd like to share?<br /><br />Stretch far and wide. Stay focused and true to who you are as an author. Readers can sense authenticity, which is why the BUY MY BOOK BUY MY BOOK BUY MY BOOK strategy just doesn’t work. As an author, you’ll want to have an awesome, well-designed blog, a presence on the major social media networks (and try to devote avid attention to at least 1 or 2). And don’t under-count the tremendous value of paid advertising. Sites like Kindle Nation Daily, Pixel of Ink, Cheap eReads, and eReader News Today are just fantastic for getting exposure.<br /><br /><em><strong>Before you go, I'm goimg to get up front and personal lol Where did you meet your partner? We all love to hear a good romance story on this blog.</strong></em><br /><br />Oh, lordy. I’ve been with my husband for over 7 years. Married 4. He’s from New Delhi, India, but we met in one of the least romantic places imaginable—Detroit. We went to the same college. He was pursuing his PhD in materials science engineering while I was finishing up my BA in sociology. To help cover the cost of classes, I got a job at the student center working as a cashier at KFC. Basically, I was the only non-Indian there and tried really hard to fit in by showing off my (then nonexistent) knowledge of Hindu culture. One of the workers invited me to his place for some Indian food. He was my hubby’s roommate. That’s how we met. In the oddest twist of fate, I met my coworker and became close enough friends to venture to his home on my very first day on the job. That ended up being his last day working there. We had one day to intersect, and we did. Fate?<br /><br /><br /><em><strong><em><strong>Ah, fate. it never ceases to amaze me. So where can your followers find you?</strong></em><br /><br /><strong><strong>I'm everywhere. Seriously, Google “Emlyn Chand” plus your favorite social media site, and you’ll find me.</strong> Visit me at my <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.emlynchand.com">website</a> and my favorite networking sites are<br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/emlynchand">Facebook,</a><br /><a href="https://twitter.com/#!/emlynchand">Twitter</a>,<br /><a href="https://plus.google.com/100227436861049512391/posts#100227436861049512391/posts">Google</a><br /><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5130837.Emlyn_Chand">GoodReads.</a></strong><br /><br /><br />Thanks for stopping by Emlyn. Its been lovley meeting you. </strong></em><br /><strong><em></em></strong><br /><strong><em></em></strong><br /><strong><em></em></strong><br /><strong><em></em></strong><br /><em><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm22qAOiwJ2tGLEEfVUpkaOwHrScmu0P8Kl6XaB_pirzstXv9Kx1qpmoZt_cUwK0Mt3yhoseVWFBSoGKwtJ22EiOxtvJxwwZfxvQTxpsIzzNJwdxm8Vm5s-KJZ7WCfQ2dZeDKrcPwexhIh/s1600/FarSighted+BookCover+Thumbnail-awardsticker+copy.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 203px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704499487505656642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm22qAOiwJ2tGLEEfVUpkaOwHrScmu0P8Kl6XaB_pirzstXv9Kx1qpmoZt_cUwK0Mt3yhoseVWFBSoGKwtJ22EiOxtvJxwwZfxvQTxpsIzzNJwdxm8Vm5s-KJZ7WCfQ2dZeDKrcPwexhIh/s320/FarSighted+BookCover+Thumbnail-awardsticker+copy.jpg" /></a><a href="http://www.emlynchand.com/farsighted/">Farsighted</a> <strong>is Emlyn Chand's first novel. Here is a short excerpt</strong>.<br /><br /><br />Simmi and I arrive at this rally point together from Mrs. Warszynski’s to wait for Shapri. Several minutes go by. I want to suggest we leave without her but don’t think that’ll score me any points with Simmi.<br /><br />“You didn’t want Shapri to come tonight, did you?” Simmi asks.<br /><br />“Well, I—no, I mean, it’s fine. I’m glad she could come,” I sputter.<br /><br />“You’re such a horrible liar,” Simmi teases, pushing me playfully.<br /><br />“Hey, that’s not fair. I can’t hit you back. You’re a girl.”<br /><br />“I’m just teasing you.” Simmi blows a raspberry and pulls her body up onto the circular wall surrounding the flagpole area. I hesitate before pulling myself up too. Simmi scootches over so we touch at the hip. She loops her hand through the crook of my arm and places her head on my shoulder. “I never would have gotten away with this in India,” she says. “But I’m glad I can here. I’m a psychic feeler. I need to be in touch with others.” She pauses and strokes my arm with her free hand. “You know, when I touch someone I can make them feel what I want them to, but I can also sense their existing emotions. It’s almost the same as being able to read minds. Everything important has to do with the heart, not logic.” She lightens her tone. “But don’t tell Dr. Brown I said that, he’d take marks off of my next chem exam out of spite.”<br /><br />I laugh nervously. Is she like Miss Teak in a way? Can she read my feelings for her? If she can, why hasn’t she said anything? I contemplate reaching over and kissing her, so I can know for sure how she feels. But I’ve never kissed anyone before. I’m not sure how I’m supposed to initiate it. Do I take her out for dinner and a movie first? Or make some lengthy speech declaring my intentions? Do I kiss her, just like that? Or do I ask for her permission before making my big move?<br /><br />I decide to ask if it’s okay. Simmi is a classy girl. She needs respect. I swallow, hoping the motion will open up my airway, because right now, I’m kind of having trouble catching my breath. “Simmi,” I start.<br /><br />“Yeah, Alex?” She lifts her head and links her hand in mine, nudging her slender fingers in between each of mine.<br /><br />“Would it be okay if I…”<br /><br />“There you two are!” Shapri says, running over to us, panting heavily. “I thought we were meeting in the commons.”<br /><br />“No, we agreed on the flagpole,” Simmi says, hopping down from the wall.<br /><br />The moment is gone. I don’t know when I’ll get the chance and the nerve again. My opinion of Shapri transforms from cautious indifference into outright hatred. Why did she invite herself along?<br /><br />Shapri clears her throat. “Did I—Did I interrupt something here? Maybe a little romance?”<br /><br />“What? No, no,” Simmi says shaking her head adamantly. “Nothing like that, Alex is like a brother to me.”<br /><br />Ouch. Pain. Stabbed in my heart. I’m like a brother to her? I guess this means romance is off the table…<br /><br /><br /></strong></em><em><strong></strong></em><em><strong></strong></em>Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-80156001109441565812012-01-28T02:04:00.001-08:002012-01-28T02:05:39.959-08:00Welcome to David Knight<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFiZ3BLVogqWrpU0P5ahQeIYj-1aGH1Tc8zWQh6yoeIhcImIXK7Z8RCXNs6a_zQ8DmnoQqvIaFYdQq0sYz-v1h_p8sw8ZJ2LF7xjiY-mFwEZFMi84p_hmkqaJxOTdyVk1XqqoetdBuTpr8/s1600/David-Knight-Long.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701166753768014354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFiZ3BLVogqWrpU0P5ahQeIYj-1aGH1Tc8zWQh6yoeIhcImIXK7Z8RCXNs6a_zQ8DmnoQqvIaFYdQq0sYz-v1h_p8sw8ZJ2LF7xjiY-mFwEZFMi84p_hmkqaJxOTdyVk1XqqoetdBuTpr8/s320/David-Knight-Long.jpg" /></a><br />Good Morning everyone.<br /><br /><em><br />Today on my blog is David knight. His book is an inspiration to read. Here is a bit about him.<br /></em><br /><br /><br />DAVID KNIGHT was born into his current physical embodiment in 1964. He is married to Caroline and they live with their adopted cats Toby, Treacle, Spiky and Missy in the UK. In growing up he describes himself as a Mr. Average or like a 'Joe Bloggs'. Whilst earning a living in various types of work, (this ranged from HM Forces, Financial Services, a Care Assistant and also self-employment) his search for fulfilment changed from the exterior and without to the interior and within.Spiritual education gained a greater momentum and at the age of 21 a more urgent sense of dedication as well as a new realization had set in. New evidence of and from God, were soon revealed through his life experiences. With the aid of Spirit guides and beings from the ethereal planes, the foundations were laid for all who wished to develop and experience their Hearts flame of love and light and to embark upon a unique opportunity for all soul's in this lifetime.<br /><br /><strong>About davids book:</strong><br />I am I: The In-Dweller of your Heart, is a stepping stone for all who embark upon their own quest for 'Spiritual' education and guidance. So, even if you are comfortable with your own faith and religion, you may have decided to explore new interpretations and such issues on a personal or global scale.The author David Knight has received and transcribed these passages of text in a process known as 'Inner Dictation'. He describes this as writing from within the connection of his heart where peace, bliss, love and light reign supreme. God's wisdom and teachings are laid out before you so you can simply choose and read whenever or whatever your heart needs or desires. They are guidelines, principles and simple directions for you to now dip your toes or dive headfirst into the waters of you're own Divine essence.These books will form the very threads of life's new tapestry, each being spun into 52 lessons from, to and through our own hearts and soul's. They are like a father, mother, brother, sister, husband, wife, partner or personal friend who knows you better than you can ever know 'yourself'.<br />Part 1 is a companion for life which does not judge, condemn or scold, but hopes to encourage, guide, console, teach and remind you of who and what you are, why you live and for what purpose too!<br /><br /><strong><em>David's book is being launched on 2/2/12 on Amazon. There is an exciting contest that is in effect from now until the Launch.<br />There are great prizes that are involved:<br />$100 gift certificate for Amazon toward a Kindle<br />Two $50.00 Amazon Gift Certificates<br />Authors can substitute their choice of a video book review or Facebook Welcome page for the Kindle Gift Certificate if they win.</em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em>To enter, visit David's <a href="http://www.ascensionforyou.co.uk/blog">blog.</a><br />Please fill out the Contest form. You can complete at least one task option to enterbut the more tasks you complete, the more entries you will have.</em></strong><br /><br /><em><strong>Here are a few words from david.</strong></em><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ3rRwfVk8nARRbbAGYZJ1gjiarQzYxIn1CAEThx2cQUJnXrm43L4nRQvSTP9iMqKILfgdHCoZbsW4J_mx2zwsKcKR0sELZaW0D3fUbekbEJpWxJjg7U_XZL_fK5vTm58NHI5tmHp74m_A/s1600/3D-Book-Cover-large.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701168772137050914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ3rRwfVk8nARRbbAGYZJ1gjiarQzYxIn1CAEThx2cQUJnXrm43L4nRQvSTP9iMqKILfgdHCoZbsW4J_mx2zwsKcKR0sELZaW0D3fUbekbEJpWxJjg7U_XZL_fK5vTm58NHI5tmHp74m_A/s320/3D-Book-Cover-large.jpg" /></a>Be still and feel my peace and comfort as it protects and lifts your consciousness to greater and brighter things. When you are still it enables the individual to be their true self and to reflect, like a mirror, the radiance of Love and Light that you are.During times of quietness, peace will wrap around you like a layer of finest silk that cannot be seen or touched by human senses. None the less, it is there as a token of my affection to and for you all.When you disconnect the exterior thoughts, concerns, and the illusion of any fears that you have, then you become a being that can truly comprehend and understand who, what and why you are to go ‘beyond’ the place in the world that you now reside.Often people feel trapped in their own demise when in reality you are all free. But how can this be so when your home, environment, family, work, etcetera is spun like a web all around you? Perhaps you could picture the hub of a wheel instead, with the spokes leading out to the circle which contains you. This could lead to thoughts that, without you to connect to everything, all those around you whom you feel depend upon your existence, will fall down and fail to exist.Instead of these images that now flash through your mind, imagine the hub as your heart and Soul and the spokes as rays of your Love and Light that emanate in all directions. It is this that truly exists and nourishes those around you physically, mentally, emotionally and within the ethereal realms of existence. This is more important to get right rather than the material aspects of the world around you.Now then, as your very core finds rest, do not let exterior feelings or thoughts enter your being. These will only restrict your ability to truly see with your eyes of mind, body and Soul as one. They are not separate and so true insight prevails.In this state you can find all the answers you seek and it is this that needs nurturing and rekindling to ignite the spark within. When your flame burns brightly it illuminates into the darkness and erases internal and external negativity, worries and stress enabling you to feel your correct path and true self and goal. Eventually, understanding and wisdom ensues, leading to self-realization and eternal bliss in me.Until human beings fully know themselves, then the level of true intellect and the comprehension of many mysteries remain. Throughout time immemorial scholars and sages, together with scientists and religions, have disagreed on many areas of discovery and the information collected. One looks for answers, but more often than not they are sought incorrectly.As discussed once before, mankind still looks for information externally rather than internally. Many have found clues for what they are looking for when they are not actually seeking the answer itself. Flashes of inspiration and ‘Eureka’ moments describe what I mean.This is because truth is relayed when and where it is needed and at the correct time for progress’ sake. Please do not fret or misunderstand, nothing is held purposefully back if it is for the benefit of the individual and their circumstance of the expansion of Love and Light.Within your current state of technology and its search for understanding of such things like Space and the Universe, these just keep revealing more questions than answers. Beyond the Earth, your satellites and communications are sent to discover and examine planets, moons, the solar system, and so forth. You look to evaluate the ‘big bang’ and contemplate ‘dark matter’ and dark energy and the effects and meanings of such occurrences.Scientific minds across the globe wonder in amazement at such things and some hope that answers they find will help their fellow man. Please, do not misunderstand that inspiration and information can help you all, but ultimately it would be of greater help for your wellbeing as a human race to live and love each other.Discovery and the searching of many a mind is not at all wrong, but it is sad that millions go hungry or live in poverty when the worlds community could share so much of its wealth and power to live and radiate Love and Light. (Now that would be true progress!) However, great minds such as Einstein and Galileo wanted and needed to expand both to grow and discover, so many scientists and astronomers are no different today.Having mentioned ‘dark matter’ and ‘dark energy’ a few of your moments ago, let me clarify a so-called mystery. These both go hand in hand. It is true that the Universe is expanding and hence in millions of your Earth years as distances between worlds extend, planets will freeze, composite structures will change or evolve differently.Intellectual minds though will state they want specifics, equations, information and the like, but they are not ready. All must strive (if that is their academic goal) to discover the truth. As we are all ‘one’ and I am everything, so you are everything too. The pulses and the contracting and expanding of matter are the essence felt of my heat-beat and also of my breath. Do not picture a human heart, but try to imagine a source and power of all things instead.All the billions of galaxies and solar systems are a minute part of me. That said, people will now say that mankind must be infinitesimal, or even insignificant. No, because of your essence, your heart and Soul, you are all things too. You are me and I am you. No division… wholeness. This is why you can know everything that your ‘need’ requires if in truth, Love and Light.So, be positive and kind in your actions, thoughts and words. Hold dear your faith in yourself, for then your faith in me is sustained. Do not forget me, but hold me close in all your endeavours. Do not be afraid or fear will eat away your conscience and the ability to live in harmony and peace.You can all try to learn and question that which is far beyond the Earth, but ultimately your most direct route to me is not the exterior but the interior. There lies your greatest mystery and the most beautiful discovery and answer. I am willing you and I am waiting for you. Know yourself and you will know me, I love and care for you all. Amen.Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523624555504156077.post-47925973714012689312012-01-25T14:44:00.000-08:002012-01-25T14:45:52.509-08:00Next question<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXBnWuXF4R4RJ7YRWdxgUmB_x_cuUDYIpbxdxlSZjW31lbNFfq7aABMlfFI1vli5HIsE8MrJJWVhiruTx4mwVpgw68GMsAlZYiLdG24dzy95yZPFpLT5p8K9m3p5dt1fUSC-B_hdOLSU9E/s1600/Competition-Time.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 93px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXBnWuXF4R4RJ7YRWdxgUmB_x_cuUDYIpbxdxlSZjW31lbNFfq7aABMlfFI1vli5HIsE8MrJJWVhiruTx4mwVpgw68GMsAlZYiLdG24dzy95yZPFpLT5p8K9m3p5dt1fUSC-B_hdOLSU9E/s320/Competition-Time.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701704362284413650" /></a><br /><br /><br /><strong>Wednesdays question.<br /><br />Who are the couple who had the greatest on screen and off screen love affair?</strong>Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719830854358035869noreply@blogger.com4