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HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!

An awesome line of authors have come together to bring you over 20 “free” or “.99” books to fill up your reading tablet this holiday season! Download all these great titles and you will have a book a day to read until the New Year! With a cheerful collection of contemporary, historical, spicy, erotica, and more, you can take a break after your holiday shopping and escape into a great read.

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HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!

Brittney Sahin

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Release day for The Truth She Knew!

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Happy release day to the talented author, J.A. Owenby! I was super excited to have the opportunity to read an advanced review copy of The Truth She Knew, and wow, what a great debut full-length novel by Owenby.

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Mama didn’t want me. In fact, she would’ve traded my soul back for someone different if God would’ve let her, but he didn’t, so she was stuck with me. 

For eighteen-year-old Lacey, life at home is a rollercoaster. She doesn’t think she’ll ever be good enough to truly deserve Mama’s love. 

But when Lacey enters college and meets Walker, everything starts to change. Suddenly, Lacey is face to face with the realization that maybe what she’s always seen as normal really isn’t. Her entire life—and everything she’s ever believed about herself and her family—is abruptly hanging in midair. 

Lacey is left facing two paths, and she has to make a choice. The first means walking away from everything she’s ever known. The other means never really knowing the truth. 

The Truth She Knew offers an honest and powerful glimpse into mental illness, the meaning of true love, and the psychological waltz that a daughter dances as she endures her mother’s unpredictable emotions, manipulation, and abuse. 

*** Ages 17+ Contains language, sex, and violence 
*** This is book 1 in a series

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My Review:

I read J.A. Owenby’s short stories last year, and they left a memorable impression upon me. Learning she was writing this book, The Truth She Knew, I was very excited to read! I was blown away with the author’s style of writing and found myself highlighting several passages as I read. I was intrigued to learn more about Lacey and mother from the very beginning, and I kept turning the pages until I almost finished in one sitting to see how the story unfolded. A truly powerful book dealing with sensitive issues in a sensitive and thought-provoking manner.

This really is an extraordinary story and a must read for 2016. I eagerly look forward to reading the next book by this author.

What are other readers saying?

“J.A. Owenby has outdone herself! The Truth She Knew is a beautifully written, thought provoking story that will leave you wanting more. The feelings and emotions come through page after page, and I while I could not put the book down, I also didn’t want it to end.” ~ Sarah J.

“I’m in love!! I could NOT put this down and I read the entire book in half a day!” ~ Nancy S.

“A bittersweet story of young love, independence, and soul-crushing manipulation.” ~ Dr. Sheri Kaye Hoff

“I could not put this novel down! Be prepared for an emotional roller coaster ride and have the box of tissues handy.” ~ Colleen C.

EXTRACT:

“You can’t run from yourself,” I whispered.

“What?” he said and moved closer.

“You can’t run from yourself,” I said louder. “When you’re the problem, if you run, it just follows you. No matter what I do, no matter how hard I try to change, I’m not getting better.”

Confusion clouded Walker’s face as he struggled with my words.

“Are you sick?” he asked as his voice hitched.

“I . . .”

He didn’t step any closer and wrap his arms around me. He didn’t promise things would be okay this time.

“Yes, Walker, I’m sick.” I bit my lip and forced the tears back. I was so tired of crying.

Find The Truth She Knew at:

Amazon: http://amzn.to/29gHfoh

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iTunes    http://apple.co/29LelKx

Kobo http://bit.ly/28RjthM

Featured Author: Phil Price

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I am excited to introduce author, Phil Price. I recently stumbled upon his work on Twitter, and I purchased his book, Unknown. Not only is Unknown an awesome book, but Phil Price is a great guy, and a huge supporter of other authors. I highly recommend you check out his work! He’s currently rocking a solid 5.0 on Amazon.com!!

 Blurb for Unknown:

Every year across the world thousands of people disappear.
Many return home safe and well. Some are never found.
A select few end up far from home, harvested by two feuding brothers who need their blood.
How on Earth can this happen?
It doesn’t happen on Earth.

My review:

5star

I don’t normally read books of this genre, but I decided to download it not sure what to expect. From the first page I was hooked by the author’s style of writing, then he kept me reading with the unique plot and characters. I highly recommend this read & I look forward to more works by this author!!

What are other people saying?

“For a debut novel, you cant get any better than this.” -Amazon review

“Fans of occult, mystery and Vampirism will love this novel.” -Amazon review

Phil Price is a master story-teller. This book will take you to lands you couldn’t even dream of to face monsters you wish you didn’t.” -Amazon review

Who is Phil Price?

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Phil Price was born in Sutton Coldfield in 1974. He lived in various places until his family settled in Rednal, Birmingham in 1979. Growing up with and older brother and sister he always flirted with reading as there were always books lying on shelves around the house. Then in 1997 he embarked on a travel expedition that took him from Greece to Thailand, via East and Southern Africa. Sitting in dusty bus stations in Kenya, Tanzania, and Malawi gave him the opportunity to ignite his imagination fully. Since those far off days he has never been without a book to read.

He toyed with the idea of writing a book in 2009. After writing a few short stories he caught a whiff of a story in his head. It grew and grew in 2010 until he had enough to begin. Marriage and two children came along, with the story being moved to the back burner for periods of time. However during those periods of writing inactivity the story continued to evolve until it just needed to be written down.

Links to buy:

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Where else can you find Phil?

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Facebook

Amazon Author Page– check out his book trailer!

Twitter: @PhilPrice19

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Featured Author: Annette Rochelle Aben

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I’d like to introduce you to author Annette Rochelle Aben. Annette has a long list of books to choose from! She is a great supporter of other authors, always sharing blog posts and tweets. Please be sure to show her the love as well! Today I’d like to share her work: Angel Messages: A Wing and a Prayer!

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Angels are real! Some say Angels have saved their lives, comforted them in their darkest moments and even appeared before them in physical form. I am one of those who believes in Angels. My personal testimony is here in Angel Messages, along with prayers that I have used to thank, summon and to send Angels to others when asked. The beautiful photographs of Angels inside, are designed to evoke deep personal connections. Allow yourself to be inspired with a wing and a prayer by the love of the Angels. Share this book with others. Keep a copy close to you so you will always have an Angel at the ready. Let it refresh your body, mind and spirit. Believe that Angels and Spirit guides are always there for you whenever you call, and so they shall. Love and Angelic blessings, I am Annette Rochelle Aben, a.k.a. Sister Angel.

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PRAISE FOR ANGEL MESSAGES: A Wing and a Prayer

Chris Graham – “Inspired by the author’s own experiences and profound beliefs, this book us intended to cross over all religious boundaries and give the reader comfort and solace encouragement and courage, faith and trust. It achieves all those goals.”
Andrew Scislowski – “I would recommend this book to a friend of mine who lost her husband and is struggling with her grief.  She needs to know angels are near.”
Kellie Fitzgerald – “While I have loved every single thing Annette Rochelle Aben has released, this one is special. This book is loving, inspirational and heart-felt and is a must-read for everyone. Get this book, open your heart and feel the angels near you.”
Mary Irvine – “I absolutely loved this book! Very touching and loved it from the front page to the back. I would highly recommend this book if you need your spirit lifted. I love Annette’s books. She is a wonderful author.”

** AMAZON **

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About the Author

Annette Rochelle Aben a.k.a. Sister Angel, has spent her life in the company of Angels. Recognizing their presence has been a blessing in her life. Being able to sense an Angel has provided the comfort and support when needed the most. Many people seek her counsel and aid to help them connect with Angels, speak to Angels or merely ask her to send Angels wherever they feel the Angels are needed. For years now, Annette has channeled messages from the Angels which she shares daily on her blog. You are invited to follow her and receive the messages along with the thousands of others who do the same. There is contact information there when you need to reach out for her help . http://www.annetterochelleaben.wordpress.com
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Featured Author: Darla Woodley

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I am super excited to introduce author, Darla Woodley & illustrator Evan Munday. Miss Woodley sent me a copy of her fabulous book in the mail, and I have to say, when I opened the package, my first impression was: WOW! I loved the cover, the feel of the book, the inserts she included . . . it was impressive. I had one of those–this book is special and the author personalized it to me–fan girl moments!!

It only gets better. When I sat down to read the book, I had both my boys on my lap. I actually had tears well in my eyes by the end of the book. Maybe it is because I am a mother, and I watched as the child grew up in the book and the mother got older … so it was personal to me–but the overall message was fantastic!

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Words cannot describe how much I loved this book. I actually bring it with me everywhere I go, because I am around a lot of moms and kids–spreading the word. The day I received it I even showed my son’s dentist office 🙂

I really feel this book would look great on the bookshelves, and I would like to see it in Target, Barnes & Nobles, and so forth. I did notice on Miss Woodley’s website it is in some Indigo and Chapters store-that is amazing!

Be sure to check out Miss Woodley’s website by clicking here.

Her book is also available on Amazon.ca!

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Awarded the Children’s Literary Classics Seal of Approval. Sometimes it is hard to find exactly the right words to show that you are sharing your encouragement and support. This uplifting story demonstrates that a simple pair of red socks can give someone special a boost when they are feeling down or out of their comfort zone. You’ll find yourself smiling when you see how red socks go with absolutely anything!

Did you know?

When copies of Red Socks Go With Absolutely Anything are purchased additional copies of the book are printed and donated to a school, local charity and/or organization that may benefit from the message of how red socks go with absolutely anything.

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Check out her Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/RedSocksGoWithAbsolutelyAnything

Featured Author- Lucinda E. Clarke

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Meet Lucinda E. Clarke, author of Amie: An African Adventure. 

Lucinda’s experiences in her 30 years in Africa offer an authenticity to her book that can’t be beat. She has several published works, and this is but one of them. I encourage you to check out all of her books!

Blurb:

Amie was just an average girl, living in her home town close to friends and family. She was happily married and she had her future all planned out. They would have two adorable children, while she made award winning programmes for television.
Until the day her husband announced he was being sent to live and work in an African country she’d never heard of.

When she came to the notice of a Colonel in the Government, it made life very complicated, and from there things started to escalate from bad to worse.
If Amie could have seen that one day she would be totally lost, fighting for her life, and enduring untold horrors, she would never have stepped foot on that plane.

What are readers saying about Amie: An African Adventure?

This book was written with such consummate skill. I have enormous admiration for Lucinda E Clarke as an author. She not only knows how to write an edge-of-the-seat, well-constructed story that would make a brilliant movie – she does it using beautiful, spare, intelligent, and amazingly descriptive language. By the time I got to the end of ‘Amie’ I felt as though I’d been to Africa – seen it, touched it, smelled it, heard it… loved it and hated it. Everything that is the truth of the country is there in this book. Can I give it six stars please? It deserves it. (Amie an African Adventure) 

The author certainly has an excellent grasp of words. Considering her background I suppose this should have been foreseen but, in my experience, it is not always so. Her way of conveying scenes, emotions, tensions etc. draws you in. You have absolutely no trouble visualising the situations, frustrations, disappointments, apprehensions and fears Amie encounters and experiences.

Special Excerpt:

This is part of the prologue when Amie is in prison.

Hope flared briefly. Her captors had realized she was innocent. They’d never accused her of anything sensible, and she still didn’t know why she’d been arrested. She knew she’d done nothing wrong. Her thoughts ran wild, and she tried to convince herself the nightmare was over at last.

All the doors on either side of the corridor were closed, as they half carried, half dragged her towards the opening in the archway at the end. The closer they got, against all reason, her hopes just grew and grew. They were going to set her free. She was going home.

As they shoved her through the open doorway, she screwed up her eyes against the bright light, and when she opened them, it was to see they were in a bare courtyard, surrounded on three sides by high walls. As she looked around, she could see there was no other exit leading to the outside world.

Then she saw the stake in the ground on the far side, and brutally they dragged her towards it. She thought of trying to resist, but she was too weak, and there was too much pain. It was difficult to walk, so she concentrated on putting one foot in front of the other, determined not to give the soldiers or police or whoever they were, any satisfaction. She would show as much dignity as she could.

The skinny one pushed her against the post, took another long piece of sheeting from his pocket and tied it around her chest, fixing her firmly to the wood. She glanced down at the ground and was horrified to see large brown stains in the dust.

Not freedom; this was the end. She squeezed her eyes shut, determined not to let the tears run down her cheeks, but the sound of marching feet forced her to open them again. She saw four more men, all dressed in brown uniforms, with the all-too-familiar guns who had lined up on the other side of the courtyard opposite her. They were a rough-looking bunch, their uniforms were ill fitting and stained, and their boots were unpolished and covered in dust.

She was trembling all over. She didn’t know whether to keep her eyes open to see what was going on, or close them and pretend this was all a terrible dream. She was torn. Part of her wanted it all to end now, but still a part of her wanted to scream, ‘let me live! Please, please let me live!’

The big fat man barked commands and she heard the sounds of guns being broken open as he walked to each of them handing out ammunition, then with the safety catches off, they shuffled into position.

To her horror, she felt a warm trickle of liquid running down the inside of her thighs. At this very last moment, she had lost both her control and her dignity. They had not even offered her a blindfold, so she closed her eyes again and tried to remember happier times, before the nightmare started. Briefly, she glanced up at the few fluffy white clouds floating high in the sky as the order to fire was given.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Lucinda E Clarke has been a professional writer for over 30 years, scripting for both radio and television. She’s had numerous articles published in several national magazines, written mayoral speeches and advertisements. She currently writes a monthly column in a local publication in Spain. She once had her own newspaper column, until the newspaper closed down, but says this was not her fault!

Three of her books have been bestsellers in genre on Amazon on both sides of the Atlantic, she has won over 20 awards for scripting, directing, concept and producing, and had two educational text books published. Sadly these did not make her the fortune she dreamed of to allow her to live in luxury.

Lucinda has also worked on radio – on one occasion with a bayonet at her throat – appeared on television and met and interviewed some of the world’s top leaders. She set up and ran her own video production company, producing a variety of programmes, from advertisements to corporate and drama documentaries on a vast range of subjects.

In total she has lived in eight different countries, run the ‘worst riding school in the world’, and cleaned toilets to bring in the money. When she handled her own divorce, Lucinda made legal history in South Africa. Now, pretending to be retired, she gives occasional talks and lectures to special interest groups and finds retirement the most exhausting time of her life so far; but says there is still so much to see and do, she is worried she won’t have time to fit it all in.

To my Readers

If you have enjoyed this book, or even if you didn’t like it, please take a few minutes to write a review. Reviews are very important to authors and I would certainly value your feedback. Thank you.

Connect with Lucinda E Clarke on Facebook

https://www.facebook.com/lucindaeclarke.author

web page: lucindaeclarkeauthor.com

Or by email: lucindaeclarke@gmail.com

Blog: http://lucindaeclarke.wordpress.com

Twitter: @LucindaEClarke

If you would like to be notified when a new book is published, or there is a special promotion, please send me an email, I love to hear from my readers.

Also by Lucinda E Clarke

The first autobiography which relates Lucinda’s horrendous relationship with her mother and her travels to various countries.

Truth, Lies and Propaganda

The first of two books explaining how Lucinda ‘fell’ into writing for a living – her dream since childhood. It began when she was fired from her teaching job, and crashed out in an audition at the South African Broadcasting Corporation. In a quirky turn of fate, she found herself writing a series on how to care for domestic livestock, she knew absolutely nothing about cows, goats and chickens. And it all continued from there.

More Truth, Lies and Propaganda

Tales of filming in deep rural Africa, meeting a ram with an identity crisis, a house that disappears, the forlorn bushmen and a video starring a very dead rat. You will never believe anything you watch on television ever again.

Amie and the Child of Africa

As Amie goes in search of the child she fostered before the civil war broke out she encounters a terrorist organization with international connections. She is not alone, but one of her friends will betray her.

All her books are available on Amazon in Kindle and paperback.

Featured Author: Aleta Kay

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Have you heard of author Aleta Kay, yet? If not, I’d love to introduce you to her, and her novel, Mending Fences. Mending Fences is a novel of love and hope lost, despair, defeat, frustration, giving up, and hope regained. This is a novel for anyone struggling with issues of faith, death, broken relationships, or searching for a God who understands.

Mending Fences is purely fiction, based on a recurring nightmare of an old friend, now deceased. His dream was of a Viet Nam veteran being surrounded in an open field by several different kinds of broken down fencing. He was unable to get out. My friend often woke up in a cold sweat.

The main character here is a Viet Nam veteran who, once he got out of the army, never wanted to fight again—about anything. Robert McGinn becomes a pastor who really loves his family and God, but he’s a workaholic and never seems to be home when his family needs him. He has a wife and two children. When the last crisis hits (at the beginning of the book) he is, as usual, not at home. In fact, he’s in another state. Once the crisis has been dealt with, his wife and son decide they no longer want or need him. Robert moves from Christmasville, TN (chosen for its name) to an unknown area of Oregon. Seventeen years later he’s diagnosed with a terminal illness. What will he do now? Does he have enough time left to mend those broken fences (relationships) in his life? If he does, will anyone care?

What are readers saying about Mending Fences?

“Unlike many fictional stories that are meant to be inspirational, but actually do little but preach, or blame, this one actually shows Christianity in action, and shows it the way Christ taught it. Here, you have a good, well-told story about people who find a way to live as Christians and forgive each other.”

“I was encouraged as I read this book. It was about a family with a lot of problems that were caused by a lot of unintentional hurt. It takes years to resolve, and it is a long road to forgiveness for all involved. I think many families can associate with the plot of this story, and can hopefully find that the Lord is truly our help in times of trouble.”

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Exclusive Excerpt:

Two hours later Robert was riding down the highway in the cab of a semi. The driver introduced himself by his CB handle, High Roller. “Everybody calls me ‘Hi’, he said.

“Pleased to meet you,” Robert said and shook the man’s hand. “I’m Robert. Are you a gambler then?”

“Nah. I’m an independent driver, meanin’ I don’t drive for one company all the time. I hire out to the highest bidder. If I don’t like the price, and can’t get the money I want, I don’t drive. Most outfits pay pretty decent, though. This kind of bargaining keeps me from being taken advantage of by the stingy money mongers of the business.”

The radio was tuned to a country station, which Hi kept pretty loud so he could hear it over the noise of the truck and surrounding traffic. When Robert came aboard the station was giving a news report so Hi had turned it down. When the news was over the volume went back up and the men were silent.

Hi glanced at his passenger and wondered about him. He didn’t appear to be poor. The man wasn’t unkempt. What had reduced him to hitch-hiking? Where was he going? Why?

Glancing again at his new acquaintance, Hi was curious as to what would put such a woebegone frown on such a kind face. The light dusting of freckles across the narrow nose and round cheeks made Hi think of a perpetual little boy. But little boys surely didn’t have enough problems to etch such deep furrows in the forehead. He felt a trace of sympathy and promised himself he would buy the man a meal. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but this man seemed different somehow from anyone he’d ever met.

The next tune was a sad song about a trucker losing his family because he spent too much time on the road to be a good dad or husband. The only decorations the trucker had in the cab were pictures of his family.

Suddenly Hi pounded the steering wheel with his fist twice and turned the radio off, shouting expletives. Robert noticed the pictures this driver had taped up. It was a nice-looking family.

“I can’t help being gone so much,” Hi yelled. “It’s the only thing I know how to do, the only thing I’m good at. I provide a good living for my family. My absence is the price we all pay.”

Robert listened and knew from his pastoral experience that Hi was really justifying what he did because he liked it and was comfortable with his vocation. Hi knew it, too. Yet, Robert understood the frustration. You do your best for your family and it’s still never enough. They weren’t so different, he and Hi. Both had to be gone a lot. It was tough. “I know how you feel, man,” he said to Hi.

“What do you mean, you know how I feel? How could you possibly know?” He looked like he wanted to hit something.

Robert told him about his own life as a former pastor. “So you see, no one appreciates it. God doesn’t care enough to keep your family together. I believed everything I said when I was a preacher, but when it was my turn to need all that grace and forgiveness, all I got was kicked out of my fammily’s lives, and stabbed in the back by the church people who were supposed to care.”

High Roller turned the radio back on, looked at the family picture of his three children, and looked forward to being with them over the weekend.

Robert woke up about an hour later and was surprised to see a tear sliding down the truck driver’s weathered cheek. The song on the radio was another sad country tune. Is there any such thing as a happy country song? Instead of voicing the thought, he asked Hi if he was alright.

“Yeah, sure. Just worried about my kids. My oldest son, Tanner, is fifteen. He thinks he knows everything. Thinks all adults are stupid He has a problem with authority, but he’s a smart kid. He really could do something with his life if he’d buckle down, do his school work. Instead, he’s too busy rebelling against everything. I don’t know what to do about it.

“Then there’s my daughter, Colleen. She’s pretty, intelligent, vivacious. She’s twelve going on twenty. She’s very mature for her age, physically. She’s also very athletic and she has discovered that boys like her. She’s so vulnerable at her age, and me and her mom, we want to protect her, but she just wants to fit in, you know. All of her friends have boyfriends. How do you teach your kids about this world when they don’t want to listen?”

Learn more about Aleta Kay:

My full name is Aleta Kay Dye. I am ecstatically married to my husband of forty-four years (forty-five later this year) with two children and six grandchildren. As of Christmas 2015 they all live in the same area. I’m very protective of them and won’t give their location. All of our grandchildren are still minors. They range in age from eighteen down to five. Only one is a boy, but he’s the most lovable kid you could ever want to meet. He has absolutely no enemies at age twelve.

God is a very important part of our lives. I love church, the fellowship, the music, the activities, the joy and peace I feel when I’m around my brothers and sisters in Christ. Good preaching and Bible study are a must for me. If I skip them very much my attitude gets really crappy.

I’ve wanted to be a writer since I was in elementary school reading Nancy Drew novels. I wrote parts of my own mysteries even as a child. I had my first poem published when I was a senior in high school in Cycloflame magazine. I don’t think it’s around any more. I got paid a dollar.

What am I passionate about? God, family, and nature. I’m a small-town girl. Big city traffic scares me useless so I avoid that as much as possible. If we have to go through a big city, I let my husband do the driving. I’m a big chicken. I do enjoy driving, just not in heavy traffic.

One of my favorite places in this country is Quartzsite, Arizona, population about 3500 (full-time residents). It’s a desert town that gets over 100,000 RV’ers and campers during the winter season. There are several RV parks, but the majority of people stay out on the BLM (Bureau of Land Management) areas. We paid $180.00 in December which allows us to stay on any BLM land in the country. The permit is good for a year. We dry camp so we have to dump our waste water at the designated areas, and fill up our water tank from the well which is provided by the Department of the Interior. Our RV is the only home we have and we love it. We’ve been living this way since autumn of 1997. It isn’t a lifestyle for everyone, but we love it.

Why do I write?

Because I want people who read my books to know that no matter what lemons life dishes out, God has the answer, and wants to help. But He will never force Himself. If we invite Him to be in control of our lives, He has all the answers and will make a way for us to get through whatever it is.

My favorite animal is horses although I’ve never owned any. I was around them a lot when I was little but didn’t have much opportunity to ride. My first experience on horseback was on a pony chained to a pole with other ponies as they walked in a circle. My second experience was riding bareback at a gallop. I fell off but didn’t get hurt much. When I was in high school I had an uncle that would take me to the horse races with him during the summer months. I get upset if I have to miss the Triple Crown (Kentucky Derby, Preakness, and Belmont Stakes). I was watching the year Secretariat won all three races, the last one by, I believe, 31 lengths. I’d have to watch the movie again to be sure of the distance. It was phenomenal. No horse has ever beat that record.

I also love cats, deer, rabbits, chipmunks, squirrels, bear cubs, and dogs as long as they belong to other people.

Favorite Authors:

Francine Rivers, Karen Kingsbury, John Grisham, Iris Johansen, Jan Karon, Joel Rosenberg, and Oliver North. I have, in the past year discovered Nicholas Rossi, Christoph Fischer, P.S. Bartlett, and Ronovan Hester, who are also very good authors. Viv Drewa wrote a really cute fantasy about a gryphon. I also like some of Aaron Paul Lazar’s books.

I just finished reading the first book in a series by Dr. Ernie Moore titled, The One Time Messengers. It’s a story of political intrigue revolving around Al Qaeda. Next on the list to read is Amber Wake by P.S. Bartlett and Ronovan Hester. It’s part of a pirate series.

Education:

My parents wouldn’t let me go to a writing school or take classes because “writers don’t make any money.” They wanted me to have a good paying job. I never had the confidence to go to college so I went to secretarial school. That didn’t turn out too well, either. So I didn’t get published until later in life. I’m sixty-four now. It’s time to get busy and make up for wasted years. I have purchased many books on writing and marketing and was mentored by a good friend who had workshops at her home. She also owns an online self-publishing business.

Future Plans:

I have several works in progress. When I get stuck on one I work on another one. I hope to have another book ready for publication by the end of summer or early autumn.

*Be sure to drop by Amazon & check out Mending Fences!*

 

Featured Author: Lori Lopez

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I have the honor to introduce a talented author, Lori Lopez. Lori has many books out in the marketplace right now. She is taking the book world by storm, and I am proud to share her work, particularly, An Ill Wind Blows, with my fellow readers.

An Ill Wind Blows – Blurb:

AN ILL WIND BLOWS is a quirky fantasy-horror adventure about finding yourself and other things lost.

One night an ordinary person lacking confidence must battle a wicked wind.  The stakes are high as she, along with friends and foes, travels through a magical storm world that culminates in a ghost town populated by more than just spirits.  From the time the characters are sucked into the storm, the reader is transported with them on a strange chaotic trek.  Supporting characters, a mixed and quirky bunch of allies or villains, each have their own insightful stories.  Facing fears and the power of friendship are important themes. An unusual nonstop adventure of thrills and laughs in search of a magic stone while lost in a stormworld.

What are readers saying about An Ill Wind Blows ?

“A beautifully written story that reminded me of The Wizard of Oz and A Wrinkle in Time. Loved these kinds of sci-fi journeys when I was a kid. The kind of story where you were swept up with the heroine and walked beside her as she battles the ogres, elves, demons and other monsters as she is looking for a magical stone to help her explain the death of her parents. Very nicely done Lori. Will read this one again and again.”

“It’s like Michael Moorcock wrote Alice in Wonderland”

“I purchased this book through Amazon as I admire Lori as a human being and a woman – but I do admit some of her stories tend to fly over my head with her choice of words 😉 An Ill Wind Blows is not one of them, as she holds back a *little* while still maintaining her unique style and humor. This is to me, a whacky Alice in Wonderland kind of story, and I want to explain why I mentioned Michael Moorcock. Any fan of Moorcock’s work knows about the multi-verse he presents in the Eternal Champion series, in which he – like Lori – places characters in dangerous events that are literally out of this world. If anyone remembers the strange “lake of voices” in Moorcock’s world – then you will love an Ill Wind Blows. You get this kind of queasy feeling in your stomach while you read it and you can’t stop because for some reason, you like feeling as weird as the situation the character’s are facing. Combining first person narrative through the main character Meezly- and separate chapters in a third person/omniscient style arc for Meezley’s friends (and enemies) all of the characters find themselves transported by a malevolent entity into this strange universe – where, during the course of navigating it – find both themselves, and what they’re made of. The plot is simplistic yet complicated – Meezly must discover an object that is related to the death of her parents – and this malevolent entity – desires the object. What follows is a blend of horror, humor, and a journey of the self in an attempt to escape this creature’s attempt at thwarting her goal. I truly enjoyed the wit presented in this tale – my favorite and as example to those thinking about picking up this book, and a nod at the author’s note that certain forms of spelling in this book are intentional.”

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Special Excerpt:

A rogue wind trickled beyond my hunched form . . . gathered twigs, decaying leaves, dried grass and weeds. A creature rose, assembled out of such debris, and stood before my path. As he contemplated me, his joints were lashed, knotted by serpentine vines. He was jagged, splintered, shoddily constructed. But a drab aura of twilight intensity surrounded him.

Facing this pillar of roughage, I had no fear. I had no adrenaline. It was all depleted. I stared forth in a fatigued state of readiness. I guess you could call it confidence. Or craziness. Maybe it was both. I believed not in myself but in my bag. A modest canvas sack.

The Rickety Man was poised like a gunslinger, as if we were engaged in a showdown. A duel to the finish. A clash of wills and won’ts. There was nothing complicated about it. We were here because we had to be. We had to do this. Although neither of us knew why. He would draw his figurative six-shooter. I’d coolly reach inside the bag. One of us would march away, the other fall. It was a tale already written. We were letting the scene play out.

“Wheeeeere?” A moaning wheeze sieved through the effigy’s frame.

For once I had no questions. Nor did I have the answers. His stick hand went for it. My right hand dove. My expression was stolid. He was a mere obstacle. I was three miles from my goal. Unflinching, unswerving, I refused to die by a nonexistent bullet fired from an imaginary gun aimed by a quixotic man of the mulch! There wasn’t a trace of doubt in my mind, however, that the menace was genuine.

Who is Lori Lopez?

Lori R. Lopez wears many hats, literally and otherwise.  She dips her pen in Speculative Fiction, Horror, Fantasy, and any number of genres combined.  Lori is the author of THE DARK MISTER SNARK, ODDS AND ENDS:  A DARK COLLECTION, CHOCOLATE-COVERED EYES, AN ILL WIND BLOWS, THE MACABRE MIND OF LORI R. LOPEZ, POETIC REFLECTIONS:  THE QUEEN OF HATS, DANCE OF THE CHUPACABRAS, OUT-OF-MIND EXPERIENCES, THE FAIRY FLY, MONSTROSITIES, JUGULAR and more.

 

A resident of Southern California, she is an author, poet, artist, actress, songwriter, musician; also an activist for conservation, children and animal rights.  You can find her “Poetic Reflections” column at Fairy Fly Entertainment, a website shared with two talented sons.

Stories and verse have appeared on Hellnotes and Halloween Forevermore, Servante Of Darkness and Verto Publishing; in THE HORROR ZINE MAGAZINE, THE SIRENS CALL E-Zine and anthologies such as JOURNALS OF HORROR:  FOUND FICTION, DEAD HARVEST, HWA POETRY SHOWCASE VOLUME II, TERROR TRAIN I and II, TOYS IN THE ATTIC:  A COLLECTION OF EVIL PLAYTHINGS, CURSED CURIOSITIES, CELLAR DOOR III:  ANIMALS (Editor’s Choice Award winner), BONES II, UNDEAD LEGACY, GHOSTS:  REVENGE, WE ARE DUST AND SHADOW, INDIANA HORROR REVIEW 2014, MIRAGES:  TALES FROM AUTHORS OF THE MACABRE, MASTERS OF HORROR:  DAMNED IF YOU DON’T, DARLINGS OF DECAY, I BELIEVE IN WEREWOLVES, THIRSTY ARE THE DAMNED, and SCARE PACKAGE:  14 TALES OF TERROR.  Fifteen of her poems were published for an anthology titled IN DARKNESS WE PLAY.

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Lori has received various honors for her writing and art.  She was named on an Examiner.com list of “93 HORROR AUTHORS YOU NEED TO READ RIGHT NOW” for WOMEN IN HORROR MONTH 2014, and was featured on Horror Addicts and Promote Horror.com for WOMEN IN HORROR MONTH 2015.  She unapologetically takes pride in creatively bending and reshaping the rules of writing when it suits her style.

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Featured Author: Paula Berinstein

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I am happy to introduce author Paula Berinstein as a featured author. She writes middle grade/YA novels–and I have to say, I love the bright and bold book covers! I know that I’ll be getting these books for my sons when they get a little bigger!

Blurb:

A reluctant detective, a criminal mastermind, and . . . sugar?

Amanda Lester wouldn’t be caught dead going into the family business. Her ancestor, Sherlock Holmes’s colleague Inspector G. Lestrade, is a twit. Nevertheless her parents refuse to see his flaws, and she’s going to a secret English detective school for the descendants of famous detectives whether she likes it or not.

When Amanda arrives at the dreaded school, she considers running away–until she and her new friends discover blood and weird pink substances in odd places. At first they’re not sure whether these seeming clues mean anything, but when Amanda’s father disappears and the cook is found dead with her head in a bag of sugar, they’re certain that crimes are taking place.

Now Amanda must embrace her destiny and uncover the truth. The only snag is that arch-villain Blixus Moriarty, a descendant of Holmes’s nemesis Professor James Moriarty, might be involved, and he doesn’t like nosy little girls interfering in his business.

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Available at:

Amazon paperback
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Testimonials

“Amanda Lester and the Pink Sugar Conspiracy is a smashing Holmesian debut from Paula Berinstein.” Derrick Belanger, I Hear of Sherlock Everywhere, http://www.ihearofsherlock.com/2015/12/amanda-lester-sherlock-holmes-meets.html#.VqZlbFIriZF

“If you are a middle grade book fan, and I don’t care what age you are, you will definitely be wild about the author Paula Berinstein.” — Esperanza Gaillard, http://ogitchidabookblog.blogspot.com/2015/11/blog-tour-amanda-lester-and-pink-sugar.html

“I loved this book, I was hooked from the start,” Lola Verroen, http://lolasreviews.com/review-amanda-lester-and-the-pink-sugar-conspiracy-by-paula-berinstein/

“Overall, this book is a complete package! It has an amazing cover with fun characters and a great story line that every reader will totally enjoy and get hooked with!” — Jessica Tan, Driftless, http://ayokongaeh.com/blog-tour-review-amanda-lester-series-by-paula-berinstein/

Special Excerpt:

The first class the next morning was History of Detectives. The classroom was huge and paneled in dark wood. Amanda thought it was beautiful but was thankful she didn’t have to polish it. It would take so long that as soon as she’d finished she’d have to start all over. The room felt old-fashioned but it was a lot nicer than the classrooms at Ysidro Middle School, which were so depressing that she was always mentally redecorating them.

“Bienvenido!” said the teacher, Professor Also, an athletic-looking, curly-haired woman with a kind face and a wavery voice. The students, some of whom appeared bright and eager and others of whom seemed not to have slept the night before, looked around blankly.

“Oh, sorry. Forgive me,” the teacher said. “I just got back from Costa Rica and I haven’t got my land legs yet. That means ‘Welcome.’ May I have a volunteer, please? How about you, Mr. Binkle?”

The goofy-looking boy with the glasses, late of the vomit incident, pointed to himself. “Me, your honor?”

“Yes, you, Mr. Binkle, and I am not your honor. Professor Also will do.”

“Yes, sir, er, your ladyship,” said the boy, every bit as awkward as Amanda thought he was.

Professor Also sighed. “Now would be a good time.”

“Right,” said the boy, and raced to the front, tripping over nothing twice on his way to the spot where Professor Also was pointing. Amanda felt sorry for him.

“Now, Mr. Simon Binkle,” said the teacher. “I want you to select from these items and give yourself a semblance of a detective’s mystique.”

“A what, ma’am?” said the boy.

“A detective’s mystique. Go on. Let’s see what you can put together.”

Mr. Simon Binkle had turned rather red. “I’m sorry. I don’t understand, ma’am.”

“This, class, is exactly the problem for those of us who are new to the detective’s world. In order to be a great sleuth, you must develop a mystique. All the classic detectives have one and we will study them. A mystique sets you apart, and may I say, gives you a certain, I don’t know. Let’s say cachet.”

“Sorry, Professor. What’s cachet?”

“Cachet, Mr. Binkle, is that special something, an almost magical quality, that makes you fascinating.” The idea of the gangly Mr. Binkle being fascinating made Amanda want to laugh.

“Do you mean that we all have to be fascinating?” said Simon Binkle.

“Eventually,” said the teacher, at which the boy’s face went completely white.

“I see I’ve thrown you. Let me reassure you that developing a mystique isn’t nearly as intimidating a procedure as it sounds. This will occur naturally over the course of your time here at Legatum. Let’s talk about it a bit. Yes, Mr. Wiffle.” She pointed toward a pale, redheaded boy who was raising his hand excitedly.

“First, Professor, let me say that I’m very impressed that you already know all of our names. I think I’m going to enjoy your class. Second, can you tell us whether mystiques will be on the tests?”

Amanda looked over at Amphora, who was making a gagging face. When she saw Amanda looking at her she mouthed, “Do you believe this?” Amanda rolled her eyes, then grinned and shook her head. When she caught sight of Nick, who was sitting at the end of her row, she could see that he was laughing silently.

“I’m tempted not to answer that, Mr. Wiffle. A detective should be ready for anything. However, as this is your first day I will make an exception. No. Mystiques will not be on the tests but they will be part of your grade. Let me say right now that I will know if you’re faking a mystique. It’s perfectly acceptable to experiment, and in fact we expect you to do so. However do not try to impress us. A mystique evolves naturally. Trying to be something you’re not will get you nowhere and could actually backfire. Are we clear?”

“Yes, Professor,” said Mr. Wiffle. Amanda, Amphora, Nick, and Ivy were all stifling laughs. Simon, who was still standing in front of the class, seemed completely lost.

“Now, let’s talk about mystiques, shall we?” said Professor Also. “A mystique is much more than appearance, although that plays a large part because it’s what we see. It also has to do with the way the detective thinks and what he or she is most interested in. In other words, it’s what makes the detective different from other detectives.

“For example, we’re all familiar with Sherlock Holmes’s recognizable clothing and accoutrements, but what really defined his mystique was his keen ability to observe small details and draw conclusions from them.” Amanda winced. Who cared what Sherlock Holmes did or didn’t do? “But his observational skills didn’t operate in a vacuum. They depended on his arcane knowledge. As you know, he could deduce an astounding amount about a person just by observing his or her clothes, but in order to do that he had to familiarize himself with everything from buttons to types of wool. So his mystique depended on his knowing a great deal about obscure subjects. Yes, Mr. Wiffle.”

Not him again. Amanda was beginning to get the measure of this kid. She decided that staying away from him would be a good idea.

“Professor, will we be expected to study buttons and things like that?”

“Yes, Mr. Wiffle. Professor Sidebotham will be at your side for these six years, and by the time you graduate you will know more about buttons, fountain pens, and motor oil than 99.999% of the people on the planet.”

The kid’s mouth dropped. He obviously wasn’t happy. Amanda didn’t want to learn about buttons either, but she thought she could put up with it if it meant she got to watch him squirm.

“Mr. Wiffle,” said the teacher. “Do I infer correctly that you’re not interested in buttons and motor oil?”

The class laughed and the kid went as red as his hair.

“No, Professor Also,” he said, catching himself. “I’m quite looking forward to learning about motor oil. It sounds fascinating.”

The teacher gave the kid a look and said, “Indeed. Now, let’s continue with our discussion of mystiques. As I was saying, when you matriculate you will have developed a mystique that is unique to you. A unique mystique, if you will.”

There were giggles around the room until Professor Also fixed the class with a stony stare.

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The Amanda Lester, Detective book series

  • Secret detective school
  • Mysterious events
  • Exciting adventures
  • Cool gadgets

Enroll in the Legatum Continatum secret detective school today!

  • Take exclusive courses like Disguise and Crime Lab
  • Hobnob with master detectives like Gaston Thrillkill and Particle Peaksriboon.
  • Develop your detective’s mystique.

Solve mysteries like:

  • What are those yellow gluppy things?
  • Why did Professor Bill Pickle disappear?
  • What is the missing whatsit anyway?

 

Author bio

Paula Berinstein is nothing like Amanda. For one thing, she’s crazy about Sherlock Holmes. For another, she’s never wanted to be a filmmaker. In addition, compared to Amanda she’s a big chicken! And she wouldn’t mind going to a secret school at all. In fact, she’s hoping that some day she’ll get to build one.

Social media links

Amanda Lester Web site: http://amandalester.net
Paula’s blog on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/969582.Paula_Berinstein/blog
Paula’s Goodreads profile:https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/969582.Paula_Berinstein Amanda Lester’s Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/AmandaLesterDetective
The Writing Show (my writing podcast, which I produced and hosted for about seven years): http://www.writingshow.com
Paula’s Twitter account: @pberinstein
Goodreads book page: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25605562-amanda-lester-and-the-pink-sugar-conspiracy
Series Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/AmandaLesterDetective/

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