Coleman and Big Ed present “The Reader’s Corner Book of the Day”

Big Ed                                                             me  The “Book of the Day” is an opportunity for the authors of “The MARSocial Author Business Enhancement Group” to share excerpts and in some cases solicit our readers to read a copy of our book for a review that we will post at The Reader’s Corner.

Tuesday’s “Coleman’s Work in Progress 2”

Coleman

Coleman

As I mentioned in the first post in this series “Tonight seems to be the optimum time discuss some of the writing I am doing. Besides a hefty blog roll I am also composing a couple of books. “Jungle Heat” and “The Emporium” are radically different works and in more ways than content. “The Emporium is being composed in blog post format and the master is updated with each post reverting the book to a standard format. I wrote “How do we feed the world’s starving” like this and it has it’s advantages. One is in the proof reading. I read each post three times and it is typically 1,000 words or less. This keeps the rough eliminated constantly and lends to a stronger story line and delivery. Every 1000 words receives a bit more contemplation and attention than if I was working 2500 to 5000 word sections.” But tonight I will provide “The Emporium”

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John Brooks reclined stiffly on a black leather couch so soft it felt like velvet. His forearm draped over his brow shading his eyes from the light in the doctor’s office and seemed to subconsciously conceal his emotions. John’s wife and family made a visit to the Viennese psychiatrist, Dr. Saurpoose, mandatory after learning of his second life, which exist in the world of voyeurism. It was obvious that John was nervous with this initial visit with the doctor.

“Well Dr. Saurpoose, I don’t know where to start.” He shrugged his shoulders as he spoke.

The doctor, a spectacled balding gentleman in his sixties, sat cross-legged in a matching leather chair equally plush. As he stared at his notepad and pen he began the discussion.

“Vell Mr. Brrrooks, you might start by describing what you feel the day prior to your visit to the club.”

“ I am happy, I enjoy the club.”

Now the doctor peers over his half-moon bifocals at John ignoring the fear and disheveled appearance that his new patience had, he might be wearing a wrinkled polo shirt, striped and too casual for the event, a $250.00 an hour event, but he was in pain emotionally and a paying patient.

“ So you are filled with anticipation, excited about your placebo business meeting?”

“Yes doctor, I am happy to be going to see Aunt Annie at the Emporium. You could say I am excited and anticipating how she will captivate me as she always does.”

Neither men spoke for an uncomfortably long moment and John continued uneasily.

“I find the nights at the club very fun and Annie is intoxicating. She is always dressed in perfect-fitting leather and exuding confidence. She has kind, olive-eyes and a soft voice that I hear where ever I sit in the room.

She knows me so well she reads my thoughts. She orchestrates my feelings bringing me to incredible highs and lows like a soaring falcon. The best explanation I have is she controls me from my head, my brain.

I willingly do what she commands, I know how great I feel when it is time to feel great, when she allows me to enjoy, so I don’t care if she chains me to a chair in a room filled with strangers, I don’t care if my wife and family would be ashamed of me, I only want the fix. I only want her to touch me.”

Dr. Saurpoose switched his crossed legs and leaned back in his chair.

“So you feel relief because you are addicted, you said you needed “The Fix”.

“Yes, when I have not been to see her perform for a week or more the fantasies become more frequent, more invasive. At first I tried to stop going out to the club and it became dangerous, my mind wondered when I drove home from work, even at dinner, during sex with my wife. After a while I accepted my need for the thrill of being out of control, of being under her spell.”

“And now you must seek help because your wife will leave you?”

“Yes, and the kids will bar me from their lives, and their children’s lives.”

The doctor grows interested now and puts down his pen and pad while focusing on John.

“So John, what do you do on your nights at the club?”

“What ever Aunt Annie ask of me. I will wear a baby’s bib, or a dog collar and sit on the floor on a leash at her feet. She never hurts me bad, but she will make me squeal before I am through. One time she made me go to the men’s room and change into a French-maids dress. It was too big and I felt ridiculous with my boxers showing under the hem. The others in the room smiled, and some were feeling my discomfort while other silently mocked with their eyes. I did not care though, I wanted Aunt Annie’s approval.”

Dr. Saurpoose jotted a quick note about masochistic activities, and sat for a moment pondering what John had stated. He wondered if John enjoyed the self-loathing or not.

“John, do you find physical satisfaction during your visit, or do you savor the moment and fantasize about it when you get home?”

“I am not sure I understand that question doctor, I have a climax with Annie if that is what you mean, she causes me to lose control. I fantasize about it when I get home too.”

“So you have sex with her?”

“Yes”

“But how, the room is full of strangers, do you go somewhere?”

“She invites me to her dressing room sometimes, sometimes she makes me wait until the next night I can go. In the beginning I watched her show, a friend of mine took in a show one time and told me about it. He said there was a lady older than I am and she was perfect and sang classic tunes. We took our wives out to dinner and the show, that is how it all began.”

“You took your wife to the show?”
“I did and it did not go over well, Julia could not appreciate the outfits regardless how good the entertainment was, but I did. Annie was mesmerizing, long red hair and legs, and a perfect body for all to see. Her age was no factor, she was a champion, a star.”

“So you went back for another show?”

“I have meetings with clients at their home after dinner, but I never have time to eat at the office, so I am famished after the house calls. People never feed the insurance man, and I want a fresh meal, not warmed up leftovers. The night I went back was after a successful presentation, I sold to two couples instead of one and I wanted to celebrate, It was a months worth of sales in one evening and I had the money to burn. The steak was very good that night and Annie, well I could enjoy her without Julia’s fidgeting.”

Dr. Saurpoose noted the voyeurism, this did not seem masochistic, no John seemed self absorbed and the masochism and the self awareness did not seem to jive.

“So is Annie a prostitute?”

“Certainly not”

“How did watching a show lead to a relationship?”

“I sent her champagne after the show and left, I was smitten, but had no intention of striking up a romance. She haunted my days more and more, and I sent her roses, I ordred her champagne from home, and when I did come back to the Emporium for dinner she knew who I was. I sent her Champagne after the show and hung around for a nightcap and she came out and thanked. Then I went home.

“So you stalked her in a sense?”

“Yes, and she turned the tables sitting me up close to the stage after a while, and invited to her dressing room after the show. We talked and she played hard to get, and the games began.”

“And by this you mean she stalked you?” The doctor looked curiously at John wondering how a man could go from doing stellar business to suffering depression and defeat. Peering over his bi-focal glasses as anticipating an answer to many questions in a single sentence as some great epiphany as to what his patient would do to remedy his suffering. The doctor needed to see what the patient needed to do to remedy their problem to be able to lead them to their own correct conclusion.

“She did not need to stalk, her memory did all the stalking. I visited her that following week and she invited me out to an early morning gathering at the Emporium owner’s other establishment, an all night dancing club where she performed a short-set of numbers.

We used her car and drove across town in late night traffic, making all the green lights as if the city were hers and quickly arrived in front of a club behind a shopping center I had never noticed. The sign out front had a desert scene with a tent and several camels being guarded by a few sitting nomads. In large letters at the top it said “The Emperor’s Harem Dance Club and Lounge” with a lit walk from the parking lot to a man standing at a podium. The front doors were painted gold and it looked very nice.”

The doctor looked as if he anticipated more and John continued.

“We walked to the doors and the man said “Good evening Annie” and opened the door allowing some very smooth jazz instrumental to waft by making it’s way out heading to the city as we walked in. There was ladies dressed in harem girl garb carrying trays of drinks and a bar in the far back corner with a Arabian guard for a bartender. Annie led me to the back and down a hallway to what I assumed was her dressing room. We walked in and it was much larger than a dressing room with four couples dancing on a tiled floor in front of a small stage.”

John paused and was once more left with silent anticipation.

“She sat me at a small table up by the stage and walked to the stage and grabbed a microphone. When the song the couples danced to was over she turned down the sound system at the back of the stage. The couples remained standing on the dance floor and Annie said, “Good evening friends” and from the couples a simultaneous reply “Good Evening Aunt Annie” to my dismay having never heard her called that before.”

“And she performed?”

“She did, she sang three songs and took my hand and guiding me to another room, this was the dressing room. A small, dungeon of horrors dressed in a negligee type dressing room. She sat me down and asked me to give her a minute, and she disappeared into a small bathroom. She came out in a leather jumpsuit with snug short-shorts carrying two goblets and some Cognac. She looked very happy and beautiful in her little black jumpsuit. She poured the goblets half-full a slid a chair next to mine”

The doctor peevishly asked, “And you had some drinks with her?”

“She slammed down half a glass of cognac and began to purr. She told me she liked me and stood behind me rubbing my neck and shoulders. She reached around and unbuttoned my shirt. Then she spun to be in front of and smiled, bent over and gave me a kiss, then she ran her lips down my jaw to my ear and whispered, “I like you John” and nibbled my ear lobe while crawling on my lap and wrapping her legs around me and my chair. She grabbed me by the head and kissed me passionately.”

“And you made love?” the doctor looked a little more animated as he slid forward on his chair with his feet on the ground now no longer sitting cross-legged.

“Kind of”

“You did not make love”

“We never got past the foreplay. She got off my lap and took my hand leading me to a small doctor’s table as in the doctor’s examination room, in the corner. It was kid of dark, but when I got closer to it I noticed little belts at the foot of the bed, and it was plugged into the wall with a heavy duty cord. The more I looked the more it resembled a car-lift and the mechanic’s shop, it had two pedals at the base and a pretty big pole in the middle that was a jack.”

Dr. Saurpoose typically remained emotionless and presented a neutral poker-face so to speak, but now could not contain his interest and blatant curiosity. It seemed an unusual dynamic in the patients sexuality and posed the question if this was partially a physical ailment the patient suffered.

“Then Aunt Annie stopped the sexual activity before you could consummate the act?”

“Ahh, no doctor, the act was complete, I could not have been more satisfied”

“Then you had an orgasm?”

“Yes doctor”

“Mr. Brooks would you consider that it was a premature ejaculation?”

“Doctor, Annie had me very aroused and when she led me to the table my arousal continued to climb with my anticipation as she pushed me down”

“The table? I thought it was a bed or a cot.”

“It was a padded physician’s examination table. It seemed like a bed with restraints attached. Annie guided me down on the table, bed or whatever and climbed on top of me and continued to passionately kiss me. She was beautiful when I could force my eyes back to earth to enjoy the vision of her kissing me. She is very powerful and had me in a position that gave her control, and control she did. Her kiss made me dizzy and when she straddled me we might as well been naked. My orgasm burst like never before, the more I held it back the more powerful its gallop became. It was not premature by any description, it was an instant volcano eruption that lasted a very long time.”

“Oh, I see. And Annie, did she experience an orgasm?”

“No, once she discovered my obvious climax, she snickered and kept kissing me deeply on my mouth, nibbling my lips and caressing kisses on my face my neck and whispered sweet love talk in my ear. Eventually I became cold and uncomfortable from the fluids in my pants, and once down to earth I felt a little ashamed of myself, I seemed very selfish. She did not mind, but snickered when I begged for mercy.”

“How did you explain your late arrival home?”

“I snuck in and took a shower and buried my pants in the closet with my jacket, away from my other suits. I purposely spilt coffee on my shirt and pants for the dry cleaner to deal with in Annie’s dressing room so the other patrons would not suspect what my mess truly was. After my shower I slept on the living room couch and in the morning claimed to have become sick and unable to work. I blamed it all on food poisoning from some restaurant I really never went to. After that I made up out of town sales missionsto give me an excuse to be gone all night. I always took an extra suit for the next day after a nap and shower at a motel.”

“Very interesting Mr. Brooks, very interesting” Now Dr. Saurpoose jotted a few notes and when done rested his chin between his thumb and fingers in contemplation on all he learned. John grew unsettled and sat up on the couch.

“Doctor, this was the beginning of romance that I never imagined, an affair that changed my life. Aunt Annie dominated me that night and I respected her power. Later I came to see that she was a domme, a sweet, caring dominatrix and I am destined to be her sub. She disciplined me with a small dose of public humiliation from time to time, but I always deserved it. She never needed to have copulation with me, it took me quite a while to be able to give a response other than blissful satisfaction for months. Then it took a year of her guidance to teach me how to give her any physical pleasure at all. I craved gratification and she understood this, so patiently she taught me how to give her pleasurable foreplay, and it was all I wanted to do, ever!”

Until next week….

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This week I will provide a special series “Coleman’s Work in Progress”

Monday is the first post of the series.

Coleman

Coleman

Tonight seems to be the optimum time discuss some of the writing I am doing. Besides a hefty blog roll I am also composing a couple of books. “Jungle Heat” and “The Emporium” are radically different works and in more ways than content. “The Emporium is being composed in blog post format and the master is updated with each post reverting the book to a standard format. I wrote “How do we feed the world’s starving” like this and it has it’s advantages. One is in the proof reading. I read each post three times and it is typically 1,000 words or less. This keeps the rough eliminated constantly and lends to a stronger story line and delivery. Every 1000 words receives a bit more contemplation and attention than if I was working 2500 to 5000 word sections. I am providing a hefty excerpt and very brief summary for “Jungle Heat” :

"Jungle Heat" is a fictional story about a mountain gorilla named BoBo and a missionary couple in Uganda in the 1970's. No story set in this location in this era would be complete without Idi Amin and tonight's excerpt is some of Idi's story.

“Jungle Heat” is a fictional story about a mountain gorilla named BoBo and a missionary couple in Uganda in the 1970’s. No story set in this location in this era would be complete without Idi Amin and tonight’s excerpt is some of Idi’s story.

Excerpt 1

One day a herd of African cattle were being driven through the jungle to the waterhole, a river that extended for miles. Idi and his mother silently took refuge in a secure hide of the thickets, and silently observed. If they were found it could mean death, it was not their tribe. As they watched he looked up and his Mother had a mischievous grin. She felt his gaze and glanced at Idi’s grin and happy eyes. She patted his head and they both stifled a giggle. Not many had a laugh with the tribal diviner, he was special because he was her son. When the herdsmen finally passed through and were gone Idi and his mother came out in the open, and back on the trail.

“Idi, we must go now, my basket is full and we are hungry”

“Mama, are they gone?” he looked around seeming afraid the danger was still near, he was scared, and small, about six-years-old.

“Do not be afraid child, mama knows where they go and if we hurry back, the Elders will send men to the river and get us a cow.”

“Will they fight?”

“No, they just need water, it is dry and they know we will come, but we will not fight, just take a cow”

“I will go help, I am big now”

“No Idi, you are not, but someday you will take many cows for our people.”

Mother and son walked briskly straight to the village and the warriors did get a cow. As the season continued to parch the region, the cows paid in trade for access to the water irritated the proud neighboring tribe, and they did fight at the watering hole one day. They lost many cows and a some warriors. who were brave enemies of Idi’s tribe so they were eaten as well. Now they had those men’s power, and their brother’s respect. The herdsmen knew to move away a bit and let the Kakwa settle down or face the bite they were famous for. When the rains came, so did the peace.

In the Kakwa tribe you were considered wealthy if you had lots of grain in the grainery or grainer saved up and plenty of livestock in the kraal or corral. Usually, a kraal consisted of a rail and stick fence to keep the livestock from roaming and a hut used much like a chicken coop, to protect livestock from predators. The kraals and grainers were kept separate from the living hut or houses. In tough times of drought and famine they would simply move to another location which food and water was abundant. They rebuilt their homes and kraal’s and once again began to save up an abundance of grains and cattle.

Tribal living was dangerous, and he became aware of that at an early age. In peaceful times he roamed the jungle with his mother gathering herbs and dodging the inherent dangers, mainly the area’s carnivorous wildlife. Neighboring tribes were not necessarily of the ancient culture, which could be far worse than Lions and Crocodiles for their neighbors who were exposed to the tribes fierce ways.

The tribe did not have a Bible or Quran, but Idi’s mother was a holy woman of sorts, and expected great things of him. Her grandiloquence drove him to dominate a tribe, an army, and ultimately the entire country of Uganda, and his favorite tool was a remorseless brutality, and it grew to be demented, many say with a bite.

Idi did not live with the tribe for the majority of his upbringing as his mother was the healer for the ruling royal family and lived in housing close to the royal family. Idi’s father was the Kakwa, his mother was from a different tribe.

Chapter Three

Upon Jack’s return to Uganda he had vivid dreams of the countryside while adjusting to his new home. He had been adjusting to the married life with Laura and learning a lot of things he had not considered prior to marriage, luckily for Jack Laura was his soul mate. Now that he was in Uganda he had new things that challenged him, and his mind worked overtime getting up to speed, even in his sleep.

Jack dreamt of the days spent on Safari in his youth. When his grandfather passed away the dreams were a nightly barrage for awhile, the memory itself was pleasant, but seeing his departed grandfather so lifelike and fun made him sad when he awoke, and lonesome for Grandpa Jack. Sometimes his nocturnal adventures traveled across the Atlantic to his home in the United States.

The African Safari was a momentous event for the men, but it was a big deal when they hunted back home for pheasant, deer as well. All three of them relished trekking to hunt from a camp at an thousand-acre farm in upstate with a dilapidated farmhouse, fortunately, they enjoyed camping outdoors. Nobody wished to fix the place up, it had a well and outhouse so the campfire was necessary and fun, Jack was unconcerned with inside comforts when he had the great outdoors.

“Now young man, if you hear a horse tonight act as though you are asleep”

Jack could see his father’s and grandfather’s faces, and sensed something was up, but it was his first campout and in the morning it would be his first hunt. He did not know what the mischief was and took the bait.

“Why grandpa, it might be the game warden?”

“Well could be, he has to keep an eye on the place, but it could be Old Rebel Rip”

His father gave him a smile and listened to his father spin his yarn, an old tale he had heard at many of his father’s campfires.

Jack’s grandfather looked at his son Bob, he knew all about ole Rip and the collusion was on.

“What’s an Old Rebel Rip?” Young Jack was confused.

“What Bob, you didn’t warn him about Old Rip?”

“Well no Dad, I was afraid he would be scared and not want to come”

“Oh no, not Jackie boy, he is not afraid of Rip”

Little Jack was puzzled, “What is a Rip?”

“Well, what your father did not tell you was during the war between the states there was a big battle fought right where we are sitting, The Confederate commander was General Rip Tyler, he died here and his command retreated and left him behind, the only loyal member who stayed with him was his horse, Diamond”

“His horse was named Diamond?”

“Yup, and he stayed with the general and at night the General’s ghost got up and rode Diamond to the neighboring farms to feed his horse some of their grain and oats, he could not let Diamond starve.”

“Oh” Jack did not like this story, it had ghost, confederate ghost and he could see the gray figure long dead riding a black horse named Diamond. “Was Diamond black?”

“Black as a moonless night”, Grandfather Jack’s eyes bulged a bit when he said that, he looked kind of scared, and so was little Jack.

Jack looked up and the moon was barely a sliver, it was almost moonless that night.

“Dang”

“Dang, Dang, oh Jackie he was a terrible sight and one night Farmer Jones caught Diamond and the General in the feed bin and brought out his musket. He meant to shoot the general , but it was dark, you should never shoot in the dark because you cannot really see what you are shooting, your brain just tells you what you think it is and Farmer Jones shot Diamond, shot him dead”

“Oh no”

“Yes and Old Rip was mad, real mad, and flew off screaming like a banshee. Ever since then Old General Tyler and Diamond roam the farms at night and everyone stays in their house, because if the Old Rip sees you outside he might think you are there to shoot his horse, and he would not like that, if you hear old Diamond tonight, just act like you are asleep, he will leave you alone.”

That was the first of many tall tales his father and grandfather shared with him around a campfire, and the next morning he was with them to hunt his first buck, he did not pull the trigger, but it was close enough. Some nights he dreamt of the safari, his dad shot a bull elephant and the PH, or professional Hunter had to follow up with a kill shot.

Chapter four excerpt 2

BoBo cared for his clan, and kept order and safety from Lion’s, other Gorilla’s gone
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After BoBo became the dominate male, he cared for his mother and clan, and soon took a mate. She was a year younger than him, but maturity arrives young to the animal kingdom. The female gorillas were ready to reproduce at about 10-12 years-old. After a short time she gave birth to a little female, and BoBo accepted the baby of the clan.

It was two years later before he began to wear silver in his coat. During those early years of his dominance he did battle with other silverbacks that roamed into his clans area, and a couple who were in his clan. His fellow males of the clan did not receive his fiercest defense, but strangers not part of his clan got whatever it took to banish them, and it could be brutal. His clan respected him, and he respected them.

Packs of Hyena could invade the clan, but in unison would be repelled by the entire gorilla family, it was a call to “Battle Stations” as mothers protected their young. The males protected them and BoBo dealt out a vicious response to any invading presence. There were Leopards and Lion’s as well, which were met by the same defense.

To observe life in the jungle, particularly the gorilla clan life was relaxed, and loving. The relationships were powerful and play and grooming passed peaceful days. As idealistic as it appeared it could turn violent quickly, but when it was intra-clan the duration would be brief, BoBo did not appreciate too much strife as the clan was well aware.

In time this life pattern would undertake drastic change, the clan was no match for man.

BoBo’s clan lived in a protected rainforest sanctuary. Since 1932 hunters were prohibited from that area, and the ones who did attempt to harvest there would be arrested. Unfortunately, in times of upheaval and economic suffering, these laws were enforced rarely as man had to survive. They continue to be threatened by natural events, disasters, hunters, and poachers, and the chronic political instability stewing around their forest home. Someday there would be less than 600 gorillas in the rainforest sanctuary bringing them to the brink of extinction. By 1979 the economic forces had produced an established poacher’s trade, and laws were still enforced, but loosely due to political upheaval at the end of Idi Amin’s reign.

A defining moment in BoBo’s adult years came one morning in 1979 as the sun blasted heat as a furnace, by the mid-morning BoBo’s clan or troop had retreated to the shady parts of the jungle. Unbeknownst to the gorillas death lurked in wait of the their clan in human form, poachers. The men had studied the Gorillas for quite a while, first to avoid them, but the knowledge inspired the tenacity to poach these dangerous beast, so they hid in wait, bow and arrows in hand or spears, whichever was their preference.

No guns were used as the poachers needed the anonymity silence provided. The preserve was protected and one never knows where or when a government officer could be near. The weapons would be more than enough, in their hands they were extremely lethal.

As the gorillas foraged and played the poacher’s assault began. The action was fast because it was planned that way. BoBo’s clan was dead or dying in seconds, he was the first to find an arrow embedded in his torso. Fighting through the advancing black-out BoBo watched in horror and he shook off the shock of the injury. His mind blurred with confusion as the reality his family was gone to where his mother went. For BoBo death was natural, but still he could not fathom it no less understand, only that they were just no more. He only knew their lifeless forms were their end.

His blood boiled as he crawled to gain his feet, he then felt the second arrow in his buttocks. BoBo found renewed energy that lifted him to a hobbled run to the deep growth of rain forest jungle to his right, and he vanished into the dark sanctuary.

The poacher that had shot him twice saw BoBo flee and followed him into the thicket, BoBo heard him weaving through the undergrowth and he moved deeper in the cover under a bush near him and waited. Soon the poacher came into view, but veered away from BoBo in the wrong direction. Something in the injured gorilla’s pain ravaged mind told him to grunt and he did.

“Rumb, Rumb”, he mumbled his deadly call, barely loud enough to be heard, but attracting the poachers attention. The poacher knew full well the danger he faced, but cautiously moved to the place he thought the sound came from hoping to find the huge male gorilla in his death throes. Stealthily silent, with arrow set, and tension itching to be applied to the drawstring, the poacher crept forward.

The poacher inches sloth-like to silently pick through the undergrowth as the jungle became denser. Ghostlike the hunter crept and when he got too close to BoBo, the suffering gorilla struck. With one hand the gorilla swept the hunter’s feet airborne, and with the other snatched from flight by the head savagely twisting it around like a door knob, breaking his neck while trying to rip off his head. The terror struck gorilla snapped the man like a coach whip before dragging the poacher and himself deep into the thickest jungle, where any man knew instinctively not to go. BoBo wondered if he would soon be no more, and allowed the blackness to envelop him and took a long sleep.

The gang of poachers knew of his injuries and considered him and their cohort dead or dying. Logically, they left with their harvested Gorilla parts assuming they would never find the long gone poacher and the big male he followed into the jungle. They chose to forget their comrade and leave while the getting was good, there was nothing to be accomplished by staying and searching, or so the poachers thought.

My next post of “Coleman’s Work in Progress” will be summary and excerpt for “The Emporium”

Sunday’s Selection-Les Bush, poet

Chaos, Chance and Choice – Poems by Les Bush

There are three poems in this collection, written in 1981, 2011 and 2013. These represent some 30+ years of my life. Time might flow river-like; consciousness expands in quantum leaps. The completion of one poem opens the door to another: a world seen through new eyes, a new perception. All of these poems, written as they were in a specific context of time and space, can be read singularly in their own right. Perhaps it is the illusion of the passing of time, and the fortunate fact I can still draw breath, that gives this collection a thematic link. There is one thing for certain. These poems are special to me; they are as much a evocation of my thoughts as being integral to them. I trust you enjoy them.
Les Bush

Chaos-I

When the battle is lost, the troops lay dead on the field:
Surrender, there is no point in continuing.
The poorly equipped battalions of Intellect, Emotion and Strength
had been flung against the mechanised regiments of Fate;
they were not enough; the battle had been hard, harsh, uncompromising.
Fate had launched its attacks precisely, without pity,
resisting counterattack after counterattack flung at its advancing columns:
it had been slowed down, that’s all. It ground forward relentlessly, dispassionately,
deliberately: the defences were too disorganised to stop it.
There are no reinforcements, the only option is retreat:
a desperate retreat; as each hard earned conquest was relinquished.
There is no retreat now, there is nowhere to go now.
The defences are exhausted, disheartened.
There is nowhere to go now: Defeat! The final encounter with fate.
In silence the final assault is awaited.
The Thinker, the Fighter, the Poet stand huddled.
There is no conversation, the frightened eyes say it all.
The surviving troops lay on the ground immobile: what had happened?
The war had been brutal, frightening, but it had its own sound:
a sound that filled the empty pauses, that gave meaning to the struggle.
Where had all the meaning gone? What had it all been about?
Why had they fought so hard, so fruitlessly? This was worse than the death of dreams,
worse than the scream of unborn pleasures suffocated in their inception;
worse than the demise of schemes born in the heart.
Oh, that silence! That cruel, punitive silence!
We must reason with it, said the Thinker.
No! We must fight it, said the Fighter.
No! We must confront it, characterise it, said the Poet,
There is no agreement. The argument is not new.
They stand, facing each other, angry, a divided command.

II

I could have done it, but you all let me down.
If only you had given me the time and the opportunity,
I could have lead us to victory. To the Fighter: you would not listen.
You attacked without planning, without seeking knowledge of the foe.
I could have provided that, you didn’t listen.
To the Poet: you were no better,
while I sought knowledge, facts and figures,
you sat writing of flowers and trees, gods and battles:
things that might or should have been;
they were of no importance!
You fool! The Poet replies; all the knowledge,
all the facts and figures you could construct
would not have saved us. All that you believed
to have knowledge of was that which I had given you.
I perceived it; you chose to ignore the warnings I gave you.

III

A shabby, uniformed figure stands, wearily approaches them
“Who are you?” They demand.
I am the Will, the motivation of you all;
until now I have followed each of you in turn.
It is only now I see how wrong I was.
I was created to lead, coordinate: I am taking over.
I am that quiet voice that lurks on the fringes of your consciousness:
whispering words of warning, admonishing you to take that next faltering step;
That strain of steel resolve hovering just above Reason
and a mite short of Faith.
I dwell in that haunting piece of music that resonates in your ears,
even when you are surrounded in silence,
or overwhelmed by the sheer noise and roar of the world.
I can be found in your favorite book,
that obscure piece of art.
I am found most often in the humblest of surroundings,
in those places where only you can find peace or tranquility,
suspended in the void between fractured words
in broken sentences, dangling phrases;
in words unspoken.

1V

The silence has a new quality; no less deep, no less threatening:
but a distinct, qualitative difference.
The silence is no longer threatening. It cannot harm them.
It cannot touch us, said the Will. Together we are strong enough to face it.
There is mumbled agreement. What do we do now?
We re-organize, we start again. we salvage our strength, our pride.
Silence has no name. It has no content.
Slowly, they shuffle into line, one by one they call their names: an affirmation.
Smiles begin to cautiously appear; they have not been defeated.
Now was the time to start gain, consolidate, construct.
There is a pervasive energy now, a purpose to continue.
In the distance there is a bird call, so piercingly sweet and clear
it is almost painful to listen to it.
The bird soared high into the sky,
it seemed to fly so high.
There is our symbol, our answer, the Will said: it has freedom,
we have even a greater degree of freedom than it does.
Now is the time to grab and exercise it.
The sounds of the world; the bird song,
is beautiful: an anthem.
One battle had been lost, the war had not been.
It is not a time of jubilation, but of quiet thanks and determination.
There is still much to do. The process is still in motion.
Bowed, not broken the troops continue their re-construction
and resolute dedication to live life to the fullest.
Chance

I

“Cry Havoc! Unleash the dogs of war!”
Even in the tumult and carnage of battle
we will celebrate our shared humanity!
We will sing our fractured song of praise.
We will shout our lonely “Hallelujah!”
Carpe Diem! Seize the day! Yeah, Right!
Thirty years have passed, The process is still in motion!
It’s more of a drunken stumble than a walk.
I couldn’t feel, so I learned to talk.
Silence had no content, no form; but Nature abhors a vacuum;
so do I: like its domestic namesake, it sucks.
It is like a Petite mort (a small death).
Poised, waiting to fill it are swarms of doubt,
mistrust, casual cruelties, contempt and lies.
It is a naïve, desperate, stubborn (even absurd) act of Will to say “No!”,
to cling to hope – however small and battered it may be –
to embrace, without question or pause, the ragged remnants of all that is loving;
to exclaim that the true measure of life is the living of it!
In full knowledge that Death is patiently waiting, absolute and incontrovertible.
That is our contradiction, our challenge, our quest,
to embrace the challenge and unpredictability of life;
acknowledge the certainty of Death; to defiantly proclaim.
“Not Yet!”. To weather the Foe’s mocking, pregnant pause
– rife with phantasms and terrors yet unborn.

II

The Will would ask,
“Why do I proclaim such an imperative on hope:
and the reasonable expectation of the inevitability of the return of hope?”
To not do so would be to cravenly surrender to – and drown in –
the ocean of despair that calls me syrup-sweet and siren-like to oblivion!
To recognize and accept the challenges of adversity is not to give in,
give up or abdicate one’s imperative responsibility in life:
to take steps, actions or the setting of goals,
to validate one’s existence,
to celebrate success in whatever form it comes.
To have reason to believe that hope is achievable
and hope that the application of reason is a pathway
to experiencing the re-birth of hope.
We will celebrate our shared humanity!
We will sing our fractured song of praise.
We will shout our lonely “Hallelujah!”
We, the living: unpredictable, inconsistent,
perverse (even) as we may be
in our faltering yet stubborn adherence
to an absurd faith in the power of Love and Life.

III

We have a final line of defense.
We create, we procreate; dream impossible dreams
– and do our best to make them happen.
We share, record and transmit those things we value.
we influence, argue; agree and disagree.
We assimilate and accommodate
information and experiences as we grow individually and collectively.
In such a collective consciousness is our power.
as one passes the (sometimes, barely flickering)
torch of hope to another.
There will be more battles, more stunned and shocked silence:
more admonishment of the collective components
of “Who” and “What” we are, to hold firm and resolute.
This time, the Will can face the Foe; challenge it;
hold up a battered bridal bouquet, and say, “Death, where is thy sting?”.
You might take my body, my vitality: all that I am;
I will be immortal, treasured and sustained
in the loving thoughts and memories of others.
I can face my nemesis, and say:
I can and will make a difference.

Choice-I

Battle over: Death
Destruction and Despair;
huddled group, empty eyes,
await their worst fear.
Had it been the darkest night,
not the break of day,
they might have blamed their lack of sight;
might know what to say.
The brightest, the best,
no more aware than the rest –
lost in confusion, numbed,
needing rest.
Such a long battle,
so much energy expended.
Is that Death’s rattle?
Is this how it is ended?
They squabble, bicker,
blame and dispute
over who is the thicker,
concerned for their repute.

II

The voice of Reason is not enough;
The Muse, the artist has fallen short;
The Soldier? He just knows his stuff.
Argue, argue, without a thought.
In the end, it’s simple, the least
will ascend, to lead and admonish
– to focus, and say “I am the Will”, rest
and reassemble, gain your strength, refresh!
Battle over, the War is not:
always be another, live
and learn; don’t count the cost.
Gain from experience, give
and share with others;
individually, we are lost;
a child without a mother;
collectively we are strong.

III

Battle cry? Oh, no;
it’s more of a grateful sigh;
hear bird singing, beautiful,
before launching into a sky
so radiant blue, kissed
by golden sun; feel the grass
beneath your feet, the wind.
There is hope, progress.
Hold high a battered bridal bouquet,
proclaim a heart felt “Hallelujah”!
You might not know the words to say,
I will try and sing them to you”

Saturday’s Selection– “Signs of Hope” by Doug Bolton

Doug’s book description on Amazon*
Signs of Hope: Ways to Survive in an Unfriendly World, is a survivial manual for living in a troubled world. It reaches out to all of those who seek answers to questions like, why does God allow bad things to happen, when will I find peace, and what is my purpose in life?

This story of author Doug Bolton’s journey from extreme dispair to a close relationship with God will encourage those who experience anxiety, fear, depression, hopelessness, addiction, self-doubt and failure.

Each chapter begins with grassroots words of wisdom found on bumper stickers and ends with a personal application that points the reader toward spiritual and emotional maturity. Often funny or ironic, Bolton’s comparison of real-life challenges with bumper sticker wisdom prompts a stronger, healthier spiritual outlook on life.

Our Author Doug Bolton shares a wonderful perspective on his personal challenges, struggles and victories. It is obvious Doug writes because he wishes to support people and help them discover their own inner strengths and how their faith is vital to survival. Ed and I have discussed Doug’s book in the past and today’s post is not only to introduce to you to the Signs of Hope book, but to Doug’s fantastic blog “Daily Signs of Hope” http://dailysignsofhope.com/

I approached Doug awhile back and without knowing how super of a blogger he was offered to help him start a blog. He replied politely that he was very busy with his existing blog. Well, you can imagine my surprise when I visited his blog and discovered he write a blog daily thus the title Daily signs of hope is indeed daily, which is incredible. Doug is a super-blogger. He has over 56,000 followers and almost 1000 RSS feed subscribers which I find incredible. He is broadcasting his blog, and his followers are expanding. Holy Cow, Kudos Doug, your selfless sharing through incredible effort supports many thousands of people.

Friday’s Selection– With Devils Dwell by Anne Devina Reeve

Anne is one of our groups leaders and helps many of us with creating better plots and portraying our stories through action, and definition of characters and settings. This is why she is our designated quality control officer, if she sees a facet that can be improved she will naturally try to help.

When Alyce Wilson suffers a blow to her head with Doctor Owen Rathlin’s hansom cab in London she is taken inside the house to recover. Unable to remember anything. Owen decides to ‘christen’ her Rhoda Lambay. ‘Lambay Street so you won’t forget where I live’ With his departure Rhoda becomes aware of something sinister in the house. Her decision to leave early next morning puts her life in danger. She has been caught like a fish in a net of terror and fear. Not knowing her past produces a dread of the future. Her only friend is Molly, a convict girl. It is with Molly’s help she has to play ‘the deadly games’ that will test her sanity and strength. Can she release the elusive butterfly of love, that remains securely locked behind her own ‘secret door’

Anne Reeve

BOOK PROMOTION’S GROUP: WITH DEVILS DWELL by Anne Devina Reeve

In Anne’s group we have the opportunity to discuss our books and Anne’s view of our writing. Author Coleman Weeks relishes the opportunity to work with such a vastly experienced professional and welcome her to this group enterprise. Quality is vital to what authors do, and Anne is a consummate professional.

ANNE REEVE was born in Barry South Wales in 1935 and grew up in Malpas, Newport. After working in various jobs, she met her future husband John, when they both worked together at 603 Regiment RA/TA . From there they moved to Margate and Islington taking on tenancies as Hoteliers > at the Walmer Castle and later at The White Lion in Islington.

She now lives in Cwmbran Gwent> has four children, seven grandchildren, and two great-grandchildren .

Anne gained a degree in (Dramatic Art- Production>Acting>Direction> script-writing) Social Science and Education she became a teacher of English Literature/Drama until she retired. She devotes her time to writing novels.

Anne is Chairman of Cwmbran Writer’s where members all work together in a friendly atmosphere> holding workshops, writing poems, stories and plays> anything that acts as a springboard to develop writing is used. Between them the Group have produced several magazines and books on Local History”

Thursday’s Selection- “The Owl of the Sipan Lord” by Viv Drewa

This entire book description is taken verbatim from Viv’s website at http://theowlladyblog.wordpress.com/2014/03/07/the-owl-of-the-sipan-lord/

Martin and Clare Montgomery worked as an archaeological team until Martin’s accidental death at a dig they were working on in Peru. Clare swore she’d never go back, but after having a dream about the dig that didn’t add up to the finds of t…he area, and the help of the Peruvian Pygmy Owl and a blue-eyed spirit, she did.
Her long-time friend and mentor, Carl Windmueller, believed in following dreams and encouraged her to go. He tries to research what she saw in the dream but is visited by a red-eyed spirit that causes him to have a massive heart attack when he gets close.
Unfortunately, Clare doesn’t understand what Carl was looking into by the books on his desk. Her friend Cord gets a team together and they head back to Peru.
The re-eyed spirit does all it can to keep the team from finding it’s secret that has been kept for the past 1300 years. Near fatalities plague the team taking her back to the day her husband died. But she kept on until the truth was fully discovered. This is a story about a widow who, with the help of an owl and blue eyed spirit, solves her husband’s murder, and a 1300 year old mystery in Peru.

This entire book description is taken verbatim from Viv’s website at http://theowlladyblog.wordpress.com/2014/03/07/the-owl-of-the-sipan-lord/

[Kindle Edition]
Viv Drewa (Author)

About Viv
by Carol Goodin*
Viv Drewa’s work celebrates the spirit of the adventuresome woman.
She is a Michigan native who has enjoyed reading and writing since 1963. Though she studied medicinal chemistry at the University of Michigan her passion has always been writing.
She was awarded third place for her nonfiction short story about her grandfather’s escape from Poland. Later, she rewrote this story and was published in the “Polish American Journal” as “”From the Pages of Grandfather’s Life”
Viv took creative and journalism courses to help in her transition to fulfill her dream of becoming a writer. She worked as an intern for Port Huron’s ‘The Times Herald”, and also wrote, edited and did the layout or the Blue Water Multiple Sclerosis newsletter “Thumb Prints.”
Viv also writes a blog for ShareTV.
She spends her free time working with physically and mentally challenged adults; a cause close to her heart. http://vivdrewa.com/about.html

Wednesday’s Selection- “The Fourth Bride” by Carole Gill

Carole is the host of the group’s horror post. She invites readers and authors to interact with the blog via comments, guest blogs and author pages.

Author, Gothic Vampires A Specialty    http://carolegillauthor.blogspot.co.uk/  I turned back to writing some years ago when I was selected by North West Playwrights of England for further development. It was a wonderful experience. I prefer writing novels and short fiction however. I write all sorts of horror and am widely published in horror anthologies. My longer fiction is historically based. I love writing about Gothic Vampires. Actually, I love all things Gothic especially horror fiction that's why I write it. Be warned, though for it is very dark. Still, I will be there with you. Don't you want to see worlds you cannot imagine...? I have one series out, The Blackstone Vampires, darkest horror and romance combined. I'm just finishing up the first book in a brand new series.

Author, Gothic Vampires A Specialty
http://carolegillauthor.blogspot.co.uk/
I turned back to writing some years ago when I was selected by North West Playwrights of England for further development. It was a wonderful experience.
I prefer writing novels and short fiction however. I write all sorts of horror and am widely published in horror anthologies.
My longer fiction is historically based. I love writing about Gothic Vampires. Actually, I love all things Gothic especially horror fiction that’s why I write it. Be warned, though for it is very dark.
Still, I will be there with you. Don’t you want to see worlds you cannot imagine…?
I have one series out, The Blackstone Vampires, darkest horror and romance combined. I’m just finishing up the first book in a brand new series.

Carol Gill

In 2000 I was selected by Northwest Playwrights of England for further development. Short stories and novels were what I saw in my future though! I did learn to write dialogue and I love writing it!
I write all sorts of horror but have a particular fondness for all things Gothic. I am the author of The Blackstone Vampires Series
The Series is composed of four novels, each following upon the previous one.
The House on Blackstone Moor, Book One
Unholy Testament – The Beginnings, Book Two
Unholy Testament – Full Circle, Book Three
The Fourth Bride (of Dracula) Book Four
Where you’ll find me on internet:

https://twitter.com/carolelynngill

Tuesday’s Selection – Revelations of Cian by Augusta Fern

http://www.amazon.com/Revelations-Cian-Morte-Augusta-Fern-ebook/dp/B00CKE5KSG/ * Author’s book description on Amazon  For nearly two thousand years Scottish warrior, Cian, has endured a life of immortality; falling through European history, leaving his deadly mark. After tiring of war and settling in New Orleans, post World War two; he mindlessly blocks his gifts while bounty hunting for the vampire Monarchy. In the modern age, Cian finally discovers the mate he realizes makes him want to experience humanity again but the unnatural attraction he has to her is unsettling. She and her children are pulled into his world, but little does he know, they are no strangers.

http://www.amazon.com/Revelations-Cian-Morte-Augusta-Fern-ebook/dp/B00CKE5KSG/
* Author’s book description on Amazon
For nearly two thousand years Scottish warrior, Cian, has endured a life of immortality; falling through European history, leaving his deadly mark. After tiring of war and settling in New Orleans, post World War two; he mindlessly blocks his gifts while bounty hunting for the vampire Monarchy. In the modern age, Cian finally discovers the mate he realizes makes him want to experience humanity again but the unnatural attraction he has to her is unsettling. She and her children are pulled into his world, but little does he know, they are no strangers.

An Excerpt of Augusta’s blog post on Goodreads
Well, look what the Queen dragged in…

For the two weeks, Estella and I keep guard over Babet, Scarlet and Henri at Audubon there is little to no advancement or declination in the family’s situation. We are either on rotating shifts or allowed mutual time with the young mother. Estella still had her obligations to the Queen, but I had gained exclusivity with Babet. I had been taken off collecting bounties until this was resolved. For the complete blog please go to https://www.goodreads.com/author_blog_posts/5962193-well-look-what-the-queen-dragged-in

 *An excerpt from Augusta’s biography at her Amazon author page I am a born and raised North Carolinian and truly adore my home state. When I was young my family moved to a small town outside of Raleigh, called Wake Forest. Rural life for the outgoing and artistic was not the most exciting, but it gave me the opportunity to tap into my imagination and creativity. I left small town life for our "big" city. I prefer to be five minutes from a grocery store versus twenty. I'm married with two wonderful children, a daughter, 14 and a son, 3. For her entire biography please visit   http://www.amazon.com/Augusta-Fern/e/B00IN6C0QU/

*An excerpt from Augusta’s biography at her Amazon author page
I am a born and raised North Carolinian and truly adore my home state. When I was young my family moved to a small town outside of Raleigh, called Wake Forest. Rural life for the outgoing and artistic was not the most exciting, but it gave me the opportunity to tap into my imagination and creativity. I left small town life for our “big” city. I prefer to be five minutes from a grocery store versus twenty.
I’m married with two wonderful children, a daughter, 14 and a son, 3. For her entire biography please visit
http://www.amazon.com/Augusta-Fern/e/B00IN6C0QU/

Monday’s Selection– “Sam, The Superkitty” by Marion Lovato

Marion is the host for the group’s Children’s Literature Blog and she invites the readers and fellow authors to interact through comments, posts and author pages.

Marion’s chief life influences most importantly were her parents. She is currently writing genre Fictional Children’s Literature and poetry.

Marion Lovato

Writing the “Great American Novel” has always been a dream, but it seemed that life would get in the way! Wrote short stories when I was a child and then started writing poetry when I graduated from college. Dedicated a poem and a scrapbook of pictures to my parents one year for Christmas just to let them know how much I loved them. Tears flowing from their eyes told me I had reached their hearts as well. Heck, I even wrote a poem that was copyrighted and put in the Denver Broncos locker room when they lost to the Dallas Cowboys in the Super Bowl.

After graduating from college, I spent two years as a teacher in Colorado. Then I moved back to Wyoming to raise my boys. The next twenty years were spent as a teacher in this system. I retired from teaching the first time and went back to Colorado to spend the next 13 years in retail. The turn of the century found me in Las Vegas where I became part of the Clark County School District in 2004. I retired again in 2011. My younger son asked me how many times I was going to do this! I told him, “Until I get it right”. Well, so far, so good.

One of the things that I really enjoyed about teaching was watching the expression on children’s faces when they were thoroughly enjoying a story. Big smiles, and totally involved. By this time, I had two cats in the family. Even though the idea of a novel was still in the back of my mind, I decided to write about the younger cat named Sammy. He was a feral cat for about 5 months before we finally trapped him. It took several years and a LOT of patience to get him to the point that he would trust us. It paid off. He will always have that streak of not trusting completely. However, he is now very lovable and funny. I just have to laugh at him sometimes with the crazy things he does. So, I took some of these crazy things, combined it with my imagination, and you have Sam, the Superkitty. There are three separate stories in the book written in prose form. Two of those stories are also written in poetry form. This book has been read to elementary classes and is kid approved

SuperKitty

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1604588667

twitter username @mrnlovato https://twitter.com/mrnlovato

Goodreads Author https://www.goodreads.com/goodreadscomuser_mrnlovato

Superkitty
Just Lookin

Marion

Sunday’s Selection– Ann Simpson

Ann is the host of the groups Paranormal Blog and invites readers and authors to interact with the blog through commenting, guest blogs and author pages.

Ann Simpson
Ann Simpson is currently writing genre-Paranormal, Fiction, Mystery
twitter @AnntheAuthor
https://www.goodreads.com/AnnSimpson

Websitehttp://theresatimeout.wordpress.com/

Ann was born in Alexandria, and today lives in Falmouth, Virginia near the Civil War Battlegrounds of Historic Fredericksburg. Most of her paranormal writing takes place in the early morning before the family wakes and the spirits rest. It was Ann’s love of genealogy and the paranormal that led to her new series, The Dark Guests Series. Book one, The Genealogist’s Guests, was published in October 2013. Book two, Megan’s Guests is scheduled for release in 2014. Ann’s writing is described as “original” with “creative and bizarre” scenes of the afterlife.

A quote of Ann * ” ‘The Genealogist’s Guests’, is my first published paranormal mystery. I spent my early morning hours in suspense and feeling anxious as the story lived in my mind. I breathed my characters, including the ones I despised. Writing this book was pure joy. I combined my love of the paranormal and genealogy. I imagined a hand-painted family tree on a wall from floor to ceiling, a portal to the afterlife. A devastating life, murder and rape of a child, a father’s revenge and the secret behind it, a family of secrets that held them captive for generations, and the women, alive and dead, who fought to end the curse of silence. I still feel the suspense, fear, loathing, dark battle as I continue to write what will be The Dark Guests Series.”

Regina Puckett- “Songs That I Whisper” (Warren Family) a *Review* with Coleman

Regina Puckett is an award-winning author with over 45 years experience. During the last 5 years she has compiled an Amazon library of 30 books ranging from Horror to Children’s Literature with generous helpings of Romance and Poetry. As intriguing as these credentials were I wondered how well I would enjoy her work. Not being a staunch romance reviewer I chose just that and in “Songs That I Whisper” was not disappointed in my effort to review or time spent reading.

I felt the protagonist be a couple, Seth Black and Suzette Warren, but so many of the characters were skillfully defined I felt as I met a community. Set in Murphysboro, Tennessee and staged in Florida as well, I gained insight to the musician’s life through the story the author and her plot, settings and characters supplied. The skillful definition each facet was given was thorough yet not labored or boring. Regina truly brings her characters to life while maintaining a quickly paced romantic story spiced with mystery. I give Regina Puckett 5 stars and the true measure of my review is that I promise my readers there will be many more samplings of her art.

Regina lives in Tennessee with her husband of over forty years. She has two grown daughters and four grandchildren.

Saturday’s Selection- “Second Chances-Sammy’s Story”

For the weekend we choose Annie and her book “Second Chances-Sammy’s Story” for an option to an entertaining Saturday night.

Annie is the host of the groups Erotic Romance Blog while she writes her second novel and maintains several of her personal bogs. She provides sage advice on her field of romance and invites readers and authors alike to take advantage of the blog comments, guest blogging and author pages.

Annie tells you all about it below.

Annie's Sunset
I am inspired in my writing by many things and events. Romance is a wonderful thing to think about, and inspiration is everywhere, if you are romantic hearted, if it’s excitement rocks your world as it does mine. My book just took control of my psche, it drove me to chronicle it’s story immediately! Once I have a story it compels me to finish, to read again, and again with a fresh-eye.

I always have a journal or computer so that I can jot down things:Annie Edmonds in a dress

Second Chances-Sammy’s Story is a fictional mature romance novel about Samantha Raine, a 30-year-old widow, and her courageous trek back to life.

Samantha Raine was widowed at age thirty and now two years later she wanted more out of life than what she had in New Jersey. Her two best friends Kelly and Garrett offered her a job to watch their Florida beach front home for three months while they were away on vacation and she knew she had to take the chance to see if a change in scenery was what she needed to start her new life.

Included in the story is Jake Monroe, a self-made millionaire, and a well-established Architect builder who lived on Siesta Key in Southwest Florida. He owned his own construction company and was part owner of a private BDSM club called; Desire.

The body of the story entwines these characters illuminating Sammy’s courage and triumph in her second time around. This erotic romance is spiced with some kinky drama and is sure to draw the reader in and leave them anticipating Sammy’s next adventure

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Second Chances – Sammy’s Story
http://www.amazon.com/Second-Chances-Sammys-story-Edmonds-ebook/dp/B00EB3FJ6M/

This story involves romantic fantasy, fetishes, and other sexual components that leads me to classify my work as Erotic Romance, I would like to reach out to readers and those writers who dabble in this field, it is a very interesting topic to discuss. Please feel free to ask advice with Dear Annie Questions, or voice your opinions. We will discuss this online in our comments or strategize a story.

Friday’s Selection- LaRae Parry, Author of the day

LaRae Parry works in many classes of genre, but she anchors the humor post. It is a natural fit for LaRae as no matter what topic she writes her humor always sneaks in and it is her nature. LaRae welcomes readers and authors to interact with the Humor Blog by posting funny stories and author pages for her humor writing peers.

For LaRae life is a good time if you can dance and make people smile

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So when LaRae is instigating some comedy we are watching.

LaRae's pic
MARSocial resident Queen of comedy is LaRae Parry, and she is the group representative in charge of creative humorous content. We are fortunate to be able to share LaRae with our readers. She is an artist, freelance journalist, and creative designer.

laraes kids having fun

Let the sharing begin: A few words with LaRae.

I was born one brick shy of a load, or with too many loose screws, or something. My mom told me so. She always told me, “Get your brain out of the clouds.” I like my mind being in the clouds–it gets me into a lot of trouble, though. I like trouble. No kidding.

In the 1990’s I was a very famous artist, with 12 best-selling art/instruction books. Then, something awful happened . . . something really awful. I had surgery that went terribly wrong.
Good news and bad news came from the botched surgery. The good news is that the doctors confirmed I did, indeed, have a brain. The bad news was that it crashed and needed to be rebooted. I don’t like boots. I’m short. I can’t find any that fit me, I really can’t . . . it makes me mad. No kidding.

Anyway, I lost my ability to paint and draw. I don’t really care about that. I never liked being a famous artist anyway. I don’t even like to draw . . . too stressful . . . so now I’m a very famous author that no one knows about. I like that. I’d much rather write than paint anyway. When I write, anything is possible, just like I’d always believed.
I write romantic comedies, romantic paranormal comedies, and comedic memoirs. I try to be serious. I’d like to be like John Grisham . . . instead, I am like Erma Bombeck . . . only, she had all her marbles.

There’s one thing I can promise . . . when you read my books, you will smile–maybe because you’ll be glad you’re not me, or maybe because every once in a while, I’ll write something funny . . . but you will smile . . . no matter the reason why.

larae what rabbit ears

She keeps them close for inspiration, LaRae has to think all this stuff up

the good pic of larae

Kids know how to have fun even when they got to do not fun stuff most of the time.

Brad and Kids


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Thursday’s Selection- Regina Puckett Author of the Day

Regina is a gifted wordsmith who anchors two of the group’s blogs. Being the host of the Romance and the Poetry blogs keeps her busy as she is prolifically composing novels and personal blogs of her own as well. She welcomes readers and fellow authors to interact with her blogs by posting comments, stories and author’s pages.

Our Poet Laureate is the perfect person to tell us about Romance, Romance literature, and writing Romance.
Regina Puckett


Charity Fields has everything she has ever wanted. She has just married her childhood sweetheart and has landed her first leading role in a major motion film production. But soon a terrible lie and a heartbreaking betrayal turns her life upside down, and she has to rethink her entire future. Charity realizes she needs to put some distance between her and her old love, so she relocates to California to begin a new life. When she’s faced yet again with another loss and betrayal she doesn’t think her heart can handle the pain. Through it all Charity discovers that she has strength she never knew she had, and even if she has to keep her new love concealed in her heart, she will survive no matter what.


A collection of 55 poems-
The Afternoon Blaze
The sky was aflame with towering clouds of fire
Its warnings appeared to be a poetic, sunlit pyre
Red and orange against billowing whites and grays
Creating the late afternoon’s most dazzling blaze


Baby Dragon wants to fly more than anything else in the world, but his head is too big, his stomach is too round and his wings are too small. Mother Dragon is more than happy to let him borrow hers. Borrowed Wings is a story about the circle of life, and how sooner or later, we all need help from someone else.


Won 2013 Turning Pages Poetry Book of the Year


Caterpillar makes the biggest cocoon in the world, because he can’t decide whether he wants to be a dog, cat, horse or cow when he grows up. But when he finally wiggles out of the cocoon, he can’t bark, meow, neigh or moo.


Mine- A night of ghost hunting with a sexy coworker turns into a deadly game of cat and mouse with an evil spirit. Can anything save them when the spirit decides they belong to him? Crying through Plastic Eyes-A messy divorce, a room filled with creepy dolls, and a missing six-year-old all create the perfect storm for a young mother’s worse nightmare. Will Work for Food- You see them everywhere begging for money or food. When an older couple decides to lend a helping hand to a young man and his son, someone gets more than they bargain for. Pieces-A battered woman confesses to the mutilation and death of her husband, but did she really commit this heinous crime? Paying the Hitchhiker-You see a beautiful young woman on the side of the road with her thumb out, asking for a ride. Who should be the most afraid: the hitchhiker or the person picking her up? Inheritance-A confession from Accalia’s grandmother about a curse and an inheritance are just the prologue to seven days of suffering through a living hell.

A collection of poems listed below:
1. Yearnings
2. Rose Petals
3. Rose-Colored Glasses
4. In His Eyes
5. Puppets and Fools
6. Real Dreams
7. What Did You Do
8. The Keeper of Secrets
9. A New Day
10. Signposts and Cliffs
11. Loved
12. Almost Friend
13. A Complex Void
14. Assessments
15. Breaking Dawn
16. Gathering Storm Clouds
17. Gray Skies
18. Here and Now
19. Innocence Lost
20. Inside
21. Life’s Dance
22. No Pretending
23. Riding Shotgun
24. Spell Check, Please
25. Sunshine Wins the Day
26. Tit for Tat
27. Unexpected Gifts
28. Wanted
29. Yin And Yang
30. The Voyage
31. Pat a Cake
32. Cut in Half
33. Hiding from Chaos
34. A Little Bad
35. Never

Signposts and Cliffs

Some days I’m hard pressed to see hope or joy
I run tirelessly toward a goal only to discover it’s a decoy
Trusted signposts and markers have only led to the edge of a cliff
The things I once thought were solid are filled with cracks and a rift
Can anything be trusted or is it all just a ruthless, cruel sham
Where the lambs are led to the slaughter and no one really gives a damn


Gregory believes a promise should never be broken. At the age of twelve he promises to wait on four year old Mary Elizabeth. While everyone else believes it was just a sweet exchange between two children, Gregory never forgets his promise of marriage.

Even though Mary Elizabeth doesn’t believe in fairy tales, she does believe in Gregory. While her parents continue to insist he won’t keep his promise, she knows he will. Years before, her young heart recognized the person it belonged to. But just when she believes her perfect future is about to come true, a spiteful adversary causes her to doubt Gregory’s sincerity. Now the future doesn’t seem quite so bright or certain.

Gregory and Mary Elizabeth will have to overcome many obstacles in order to stop waiting and to finally begin living and loving.


A collection of poetry-
“The Blank Page”
The blank page seduces and whispers my name
Knights, killers and lovers wait without shame
Eager for their moment at the next written quest
Where worlds will be formed and destinies wrest
Words spill forth and the exhilarating game is on
Battles are staged and fictional lines are drawn
After all of their performances have been cunningly played
Worlds will have been molded and new characters conveyed


A collection of poetry and thoughts.
Sir Galahad Comes to the Rescue won 3rd place in the WSBR International Poetry Contest.

The Timeless Race
I fly on velvety wings and balmy wind
As fingers with purpose caress my skin
I forget to breathe and slip through time and space
As my heart joins yours in life’s timeless race


Seth Black is Nashville’s next-big-thing in country music. Unfortunately, the road to fame is fraught with temptation and danger. At every turn, Seth has to fight off beautiful women, whilst at the same time struggling to make the Black family name something to be proud of again. It would be easy to fall into the same kind of trap that had snared his once famous father, Montgomery Black. Seth, though, wants more from his life than drugs, alcohol and womanizing. While he did inherit his deceased father’s great singing voice and stage presence, Seth absolutely refuses to fall into the same rowdy lifestyle that ultimately destroyed his father, and their family. His biggest dream is to have the type of home life he never had when growing up, but the life of a country music star means he’ll have to be extra careful.


A collection of thoughts and feelings.
Memories won 1st place in the 1st WSBR International Poetry Contest.


After a night of celebrating with friends, Emily Warren is attacked by a colleague. She’s fortunate to escape his rape attempt but now suffers from terrifying nightmares. Emily accepts an invitation from a friend and makes the trip out to Bill’s farm, knowing she will have to be careful about what she confides in him. Emily wants to try to hide the fact she has been attacked and that her attacker is still threatening her. She also doesn’t want to reveal she loves Bill. Bill has two weeks to find out what is frightening Emily. He told her a white lie to get her to come to his farm. Soon after they are reunited, they both surrender to their feelings of love. Unfortunately, outside events come between them. They are going to have to fight for each other if true love is going to conquer all, and finally allow them to learn what their hearts already know.


A Collection of Poetry 1. Savoring Life 2. Used-Up Ashes 3. True Love 4. Bitter Edge of Grief 5. Love’s Defeat 6. An Outward Revelation 7. Splendidly Blessed 8. Nothing Left 9. Life’s Score 10. Love’s First Kiss 11. Past’s Ghost 12. Until the World Quivers 13. Winter’s Bastard offspring 14. He’ll Beg for More 15. Suffocating Breath 16. The Hanging Tree 17. My Heart Truly Believes 18. Final Day of Reckoning 19. A Declaration of Love 20. Leave You Never 21. Wishes 22. Fragments of His Soul 23. Their Hearts Overflowed 24. Once Upon 25. Pinch by Pinch 26. More than We Can See 27. Despicable Words 28. Not a Race 29. Unrehearsed 30. Without Any expectation 31. Without Any Protection 32. Filling the Mind With Cancers 33. Falling Rain 34. No One Heard 35. Watched Evil Hide 36. The First Star of the Night 37. Only I Grieved 38. The World Kept Spinning 39. I watched Love Die 40. A Small Glimpse 41. What Love Gave Me 42. Whenever I Draw Near 43. Three Words 44. Love’s Breathless Beauty 45. Pretty Sings 46. No Stronger Love 47. A Muddy River 48. Through Hell and Back 49. There’s Nothing Here to See 50. Heroes 51. The Real Me Heroes Do heroes wake up and say I’m going to be a hero today? Or does bravery slip on like a suit When forced down a dangerous route?


Alle had no idea a date with her hot coworker, James, was going to go so terribly wrong. She should have refused to go as soon as he told her they were going ghost-hunting in an old abandoned mental hospital. It didn’t take long to discover that they are the ones who are being hunted.


Pamela loves playing games, as do both her partners, just not together. There’s nothing like an exhilarating night of hide-and-seek or catch-me-if-you-can before a long evening of sex with one or the other. The problem? There’s a demon-possessed serial killer on the loose who loves playing sex games as much as Pamela does.


A family obligation forces Phillip into accepting a late Christmas Eve invitation, but what he doesn’t realize is that on this night, his life is going to change forever. A beautiful comatose woman will teach him the true meaning of life and the importance of not sleeping through the beauty of it all. While he waits for his sleeping beauty to awake from her coma, he has to face the fact that, if she does awaken, even though he has had time to fall in love with her, he will be a complete stranger to her.


This story begins with a gorgeous guy dressed as Santa and a woman who has sworn off love.
Have you ever wanted someone to look at you and see who you really are? That’s all Jordan has ever wanted, so when she meets Samuel and the sparks fly, it’s easy to become lost in the depths of his beautiful blue eyes. While she fights this attraction, Samuel is going to have to convince her that he sees her…really sees her.


While Sheriff Wilson has no idea what really transpired the night twelve people were murdered in the old mental hospital during what was supposed to be a simple night of ghost hunting, he was at the scene moments after the lone survivor committed suicide. Now it’s a year later and a group of paranormal investigators want to set up a haunted house and invite the general public in that same abandoned mental hospital. How is he supposed to keep that many people safe from whoever or whatever killed the last group?


Kelli admits to murdering her abusive husband, but did she? That answer can be found among the many pieces of her shattered life.


Not good enough for heaven but not bad enough to burn, Kylie has a slight problem. She’s dead and trapped between the realms.
Left with no options she follows Detective Liam Stone on the hunt for her killer. Death has left Kylie invisible but does nothing to dampen her desire for the sexy detective. Instead it gives her the freedom to do as she pleases with his body, and what a delicious body it is.


You see them everywhere. They stop you as you leave the grocery store. They accost you at gas stations and even when you’re leaving a restaurant with your family. Is there anything to be done about the growing number of beggars? It’s becoming a dog eat dog world.
Doris and Gerald Langford stop to help a young man and his son. They are willing to work for food, so why does this act of charity turn out so deadly?


Why does everyone across the university’s campus call the Medieval Literature professor, Dr. Alec Knight, a brut and a beast, but Holly Day insists there has to be a better man hidden deep inside of him? Is there really a concealed beauty in the beast or is Alec just as terrible as the rest of the world believes him to be? One snowy day out on a cold stone wall in the middle of the university, when everyone else has left for the Christmas break, Holly finds out the truth and neither she nor Alec will ever be the same again.


What do you get when you add a messy divorce, a room filled with creepy dolls and a six year old? You get two days of living in hell.


Jennifer and Jason pick up a pretty young lady heading in the same direction they are going. Surely at some point their mothers told them never to talk to strangers or let one get in the car with them. What happens next will be told around campfires for years to come as a cautionary tale.


In our beloved fairy tales of old, Prince Charming always saves the damsel in distress. In our modern world, sometimes the damsel has to find a way to save her prince.

When Sarah White meets the ruggedly handsome Staff Sergeant Charlie Prince, she discovers a man with a pure heart hidden underneath his warrior façade. Before Charlie leaves with his unit for Afghanistan, he promises to stay in touch, but after nine months of exchanging letters and emails, he stops writing. When the letters stop coming, Sarah waits in agonized suspense, not knowing if the man she had fallen in love with has been killed in action or if he has just decided he is no longer interested in her.


Balloon Wishes is the sequel to If Love was Enough.
A dying soldier’s last wish is for someone to tell his wife how much he loved her, and how much he wanted to be there for the birth of their baby.
Jacob loses his leg, his faith and faces the dilemma of how to keep the dead Marine’s last request without hurting the grieving widow all over again.
God’s plan brings them together by using the faith of a child’s innocent wish for his mother.


Inheritance-A confession from Accalia’s grandmother about a curse and an inheritance are just the prologue to seven days of suffering through a living hell


If love was enough, April’s husband wouldn’t have been killed just days before his tour of duty was completed.

All April has ever asked of God was for Adam’s safe return. Every day she sent up the same request, but now it is the day of Adam’s funeral and she wonders if God ever heard any of those prayers.

Wednesday’s Selection-The Universe

James McAllister is the groups Science fiction Artist. James anchors the Science fiction blog and welcomes readers and other authors to participate through posting stories or author pages whichever is applicable.

James Warren McAllister is a Registered Respiratory Therapist living in Central New York State. James’ first novel, THE BEST LAID PLANS, was selected on February 1, 2014 as a Runner-Up in the MARSocial Author of the Year Competition, the largest competition of it’s type ever held on the internet.
James’ work takes him all over; he has been to 43 States, along with Bermuda, Canada, and Puerto Rico. James’ other interests include sports, history, computers, photography, Jordan The Wonder Cat, gardening, fishing, and scale model building.
James has been interested in science fiction since a friend in Junior High School lent him the Lensmen Series of books by E. E. “Doc” Smith. This interest was further spiked by Star Trek, and then Star Wars.

Some of James McAllister’s published works:

Chosen as a MARSocial Author of the Year Competition RUNNER-UP

For the three centuries Man has explored the stars no other
life has been encountered. Where there should be luscious planets in promising
star systems only rubble was found.

A few really, really short stories by MARSocial Author of the Year Finalist J. W. McAllister
If you liked the Twilight Zone’s cute ironies, perhaps you’ll find some amusement here. Also included are short introductions to events and characters in four books I have written or are working on.
Enjoy!

A disillusioned, war-weary hero becomes a reluctant king. His rule is such that he becomes known as the Good King.
While defending his people from one of the incessant attacks from the North, the Good King takes an orphaned child as his page, and raises the boy by the ideals of a more promising time.
Grown into a young knight, the Page sets out to find his overdue king. Along his way he finds a village controlled by a tyrannical sheriff. The secret behind the sheriff’s power is unleashed when Page tries to free the village.
Dragons.
As the knight fights off the dragons, one captures a maiden as revenge. Page pursues, and thus begins or tale.
Heroes grown old try to pass on the Way of a more civilized time. Have they taught the young ones enough?

Tuesday’s Selection-“What’s Your Name?” by Ed Gellock

Ed Gellock and his famous Puggle, Lynyrd Skynyrd have been campaigning to raise awareness for animal rights, a cause they both take with the upmost seriousness. Ed has been working Lynyrd seven-days a week to get their message out. In interviews I heard Lynyrd, and I quote

“It is a shame what some humans do to the loved ones, I would never treat my human like that. Could you imagine if the tables were turned and dogs and cats worldwide took their human’s to the pound for a little mischievous behavior, or even because it was the easiest way to “Take care of them”. The lack of Humanity in some humans, tsk, tsk.”

Big Ed

This preceding video always touches the heart.

Ed and Lynyrd will donate a generous portion of this books proceeds to bring relief to they animal friends in need.

Mondays Selection– “How do we feed the World’s Starving?” by Coleman Weeks

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http://www.amazon.com/feed-worlds-starving-Coleman-Weeks-ebook/dp/B00GWANMCA

The Excerpt:

How do we feed the world’s starving?

Can you imagine the lifetime experiences spent feeding the starving, bringing the needy word of the Lord, Living in far lands. Different customs, landscapes, and societies. Helping people during the natural disasters we all hear about, they are there. They make a difference, they care, and they are loved by those they help. Maybe like the events I share below.

Missionaries: the foot soldiers in the trenches

On the island distant monsoon winds stir the night’s moon swept clouds. Harbingers, the silvery mist opaque the late evening sky and hint at coming squalls. The balmy breeze irritated his eyes and blew his hair back, but Pablo considered the coming blow. Annually his life is rocked by the cycle of summer and its vicious floods and wind.

Standing in the wind, oblivious to the weather, he let the night wrap him in its calm before the storm and pondered. He knew it would be bad, just not how bad. The clouds gave warning; but they did not forecast how many laid waiting during the coming monsoon season. Pablo’s focus was how many monsoons this year. Ultimately that is his concern. Would it be two storms or four, would their be months of mud caked life and possible death. His family was wealthy in its store of wisdom, particularly storm wisdom, and he was putting it to work, staring off into the night.

Yearly the brutal monsoon winds accompanied by twenty some inches of rain send makeshift structures floating away; and many lose everything, every summer, to start over when the monsoons retire until the next season. The mud-caked survival is expected, the lack of food and shelter, the lakes of standing water turning city parking lots to mud ponds, the city’s streets transform overnight to waterways of storm water from torrential rains gone putrid, stagnant, and rife with disease. The missionaries knew what they would face every year, and knew God watches over them. They know what a good deed can do, how the word of God can change a life over a bowl of rice and veggies.

The streets are busy with people fighting a true-life struggle and the missionaries who eagerly suffer along side are standard procedure in the war on poverty, and these folks are in the trenches. When it comes to seeing the people, the evangelizing missionaries are hands-on and connected to the needy by feeding and sharing the word of God.

Eagerly the couple load on the plane to begin their international journey home, ready for their evangelistic mission, giving the word of God and feeding the poor, nurturing the needy with salvation of the spirit, and body. They arrived in Manila late that evening in good shape. During the trip from the airport to their apartment the familiar sights, sounds, smells and people revived their weary minds and body. Also once back home the nagging feeling that people were in need of their hands-on assistance receded and folks like Pablo were happy to see them back home.

Once home, preparations began for the next Tuesday’s two-day camp for street kids with six churches and two Para-church ministries joining. This camp will be particularly challenging due to weather. The forecast indicated the steady rain was going to intensify and last all week. They plan to have 50 kids but rain causes street work to be difficult and scatters the kids. Although the rain is forecast to continue into next week, they hope the weather clears up for recruitment, so the kids can enjoy fun activities outdoors.

Nevertheless, the Lord controls the weather and guides recruitment so they trust Him for His plan, which is best as the first monsoon of the season barrels to them. Uniquely suited for the task, elements of their intellect mingled, the ethical jurist, the loving minister, the loving parent, spouse, and obedient child all merged to keep him, his partner, and all who their grip could reach safe. Together, their hard-earned wisdom and drive impact many.

The prior camp had 42 kids from the streets/slums recruited by six churches. The ministers relish teaching about Gods love through the Gospel. The kids enjoyed great food, swam, participated in many fun filled leaning activities, and got to know one another. Working with bruised and battered kids can be very frightening and overwhelming but they are like any other child who needs love, guidance, training and their physical needs met. Christ is leading many to minister to the multitudes of children-in-crisis worldwide. The missionaries know what Jesus taught his early disciples “You give them something to eat” (Mark 6:37) even though we like them have weak faith and are limited in our resources. However if we obey Him we will see His plan working through us.

This week Metro Manila and surrounding provinces was hammered by five days of heavy monsoon rain resulting in 60% of the Metropolitan and 70% of central Luzon swamped. Over 1.75 million people are severely affected with over 500,000 now staying in evacuation centers such as schools and churches. ACTION’s Street Impact Team is being flooded with requests from pastors in our network requesting help but our cash in-hand is very limited so at present we are able to help only 350 families in three areas where we have ongoing projects in Metro Manila.

Commencing two relief ops with a tired feeling (“low battery”) they left home, but after the relief op were “fully charged”, amped up by the gratefulness of the recipients when they received help and hearing them say it’s an answer to their prayers. They were also re-charged by the visit to several families residing in a stinky swamp along a river basin and the folks were glad they visited. Preaching Galatians 6:9-10 often, they practiced what they preached. Obedience to the Word brings blessing to them and all they nurture.

The street evangelism is limited as the street children are scattered around staying dry on a wet day, how would the already starving kids eat if they were huddled under some trash.

Coleman Weeks is an ardent Indie Author, featuring several genre including Fiction Inspirational, Mystery and soon to be published Fictional children's "Garden Games" and two fictional Histories, an American History "Crackertails" and an under construction effort in an International history "Jungle Heat". Coleman also dabbles in Non-Fiction Inspirational in the published novel and guide "How do We Feed the World's Starving?"

Coleman Weeks is an ardent Indie Author, featuring several genre including Fiction Inspirational, Mystery and soon to be published Fictional children’s “Garden Games” and two fictional Histories, an American History “Crackertails” and an under construction effort in an International history “Jungle Heat”. Coleman also dabbles in Non-Fiction Inspirational in the published novel and guide “How do We Feed the World’s Starving?”

Sunday’s Selection- “Final Vision: Skinned” by Lisa Glenn

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/final-vision-skinned-lisa-glenn/1118734428?ean=2940045425728 Kimberly is found dead. Beaten and murdered, she was left in the woods for someone to find. Gabriel is on the hunt for Abbadon. When he meets Cassey in a bar, he finds himself immediately drawn to her. Can they beat the odds that are stacked up against them?

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/final-vision-skinned-lisa-glenn/1118734428?ean=2940045425728
Kimberly is found dead. Beaten and murdered, she was left in the woods for someone to find. Gabriel is on the hunt for Abbadon. When he meets Cassey in a bar, he finds himself immediately drawn to her. Can they beat the odds that are stacked up against them?

Lisa Glenn, who is originally from Montana, is working on her Bachelors degree in Human Resources. She loves to read and write. Lisa is a Grandmother of two and a Mother of four.

Lisa writes a gripping story, I have not read this book, but I know it is 68-pages that moves even faster than the last book Destiny’s Decision. “Final Vision : Skinned” is on my list to read. Lisa’s bookshelf is full of great stories:

Enjoy Lisa’s stories as much as I do, find a comfortable spot and spend a few hours chasing her books to the end.
me

Saturday’s Selection- “Blood Lust” by Xao Thao

Marisa and her three brothers: Alessander, Demetri, and Ra'vin Arromanovokzja, have been called home to the Carpathians by their mother, the queen of the Zjavankas and head of the Council, an elite group of vampires that govern the world. Marisa, however, has a secret. https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/20980700-blood-lust

Marisa and her three brothers: Alessander, Demetri, and Ra’vin Arromanovokzja, have been called home to the Carpathians by their mother, the queen of the Zjavankas and head of the Council, an elite group of vampires that govern the world. Marisa, however, has a secret.
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/20980700-blood-lust

Xao Thao is the author with today’s “Book of the Day”. Today, Xao, pronounced “Chow”, has a second posting on “Coleman and Big Ed’s Reader’s Corner” with her new book “Blood Lust”. This post is a little different than others in the past as it primarily reviews the author. Maybe it should be “Author of the Day, but alas not.

Xao is a young author I am acquainted with through the author community. She is a very generous peer promoter and an energetic author. While socializing she takes time to promote her work and write. You may join The Turning Vampire Series Official Facebook Page or friend her at her Facebook Profile if the Facebook police will allow you such blatant socializing

I saw a post on Facebook one day recently where she apologized for being absent from the “Social Circle” that day, but she was bust writing. I term this as being in my “Cave” because for me I disconnect the world socially and write. By turning of my Smartphone and the browser on my laptop, turning the music pretty low I build an environment conducive for concentration. Well, Xao must have some super cave skills because she can rough-out 20,000 words in a day.

Kudos to the author for Saturday’s Selection for “Book of the Day”,

Xao’s previous post was her first book in the series “The Turning”

The Turning (The Turning Vampire Series) by Xao Thao published on Dec 14, 2013.

The author’s provided brief-bio*
My name is Xao (correctly pronounced “chow”) and I live in York, South Carolina. I love writing and reading and art and I like to fill my head with creative ideas and things. I’m a big dork and I can talk about books and movies all day. I like to write fantasy and science fiction, horror, paranormal romance, literary fiction, young adult books, and children’s fantasy novels.

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As we stated earlier, Xao is an energetic authorme

Friday’s Selection- “Fallyn and the Dragon” by Kathy Rollinson

Author’s book description * A magical adventure that sees Allan, his twin sister Eileen, and their best friend Martin called away from the ‘real’ world to the island of Nashta.
There, Allan is given the name of Fallyn, and it is only he who can rescue King Rudri’s dragons and battle against Prince Bato who seeks to dispose his brother and take the crown for himself

Author provided brief bio
I was born in Salford, Lancashire. I moved to South Wales when I was twelve. I have lived in various places in England and Wales.

I bought a house in Spain in 2000 but I moved permanently to the Costa Blanca, Spain since 2008. Before I moved to Spain I lived in Pembrokeshire, West Wales. My love of this area is evident in ‘Fallyn and the Dragons’ because the main characters
spend a holiday there.

I belong to various writing groups, both prose and poetry. My hobbies include
line-dancing, golf, swimming, and enjoying the sun here in Spain.

Thursday’s Selection– Segolia: Daughter of Prophecy by Brittany Oldroyd

*Author’s book description :
When seventeen-year-old Nissa leaves at her father’s insistence, she believes the trip to Idari will be a short one. But when she meets a young dragon exile, Edgeshifter, her life is thrown into chaos. Along with danger and mystery, Edgeshifter brings word of a legend as old as time itself. Nissa is forced into an adventure she isn’t sure she wants. With only Edgeshifter and her heart to guide her, Nissa must embark on a journey full of destiny, danger, and legend. Her quest will require her to prevail over the shadows covering the land and save both the elves and dragons from ultimate destruction.

Segolia: Daughter of Prophecy is the story of a young princess’s journey to become a true hero and follow her heart.

Brittany Oldroyd has had a passion for writing since middle school, where she began to write Segolia: Daughter of Prophecy. Since then, she’s experienced many trials that have tested her determination, including a truck fire that destroyed all of her work. Like her characters, she believes in dreaming big and never giving up. She recently graduated high school and plans to go to BYU-Idaho in the fall. She also writes poetry and wants to major in English Literature with an emphasis on Creative Writing. Along with her passion for reading and writing, Brittany has a love for night skies, music, and thunderstorms.

Wednesday’s Selection- “Dead Blonde” by Beck Robertson

A serial killer is stalking and killing young blonde women in London, leaving a mysterious necklace behind at the scene of the crime, and Chief Inspector Deacon Gaine has been assigned to the case. But in order to catch a killer, he will discover that sometimes you need to look deep into the past in order to unravel the secrets of the present.

Gaine has no leads, little evidence, and zero suspects. He must open an unsolved murder case from 17 years ago, in order to decipher the truth, and uncover a secret that has been buried deep. If he can reveal it in time, it will lead straight to the identity of the killer. A killer, who is hell bent on completing his macabre collection. But can Gaine uncover the truth before it’s too late? And can he stop the killer in time?

Dead Blonde takes you behind the eyes of a psychopath, and into the mind of the detective who must stop him in it’s attempt to answer that age old question – are monsters born or are they made?

The author’s provided quick bio on http://beckrobertson.tk/ *“I’m a 34 yr old London based writer and qualified freelance journalist. Previously I’ve written for mirror.co.uk, Gardeners’ World magazine, and the Hammersmith and Fulham News, as well as for various other websites and publications. My first full length novel, Dead Blonde, is available on Kindle, Kobo, Nook, and the Apple store. I am currently in the process of writing my second novel, an erotic vampire tale called Bloodlust.

My two erotic novellas, Catherine and Culpepper, about the relationship between Queen Catherine Howard, wife of Henry VIII and Thomas Culpepper, one of Henry’s courtiers, and The Duke’s Courtesan, a Regency romance published by Xcite books are currently available now on Amazon Kindle.

I live with my partner in the Battersea area, have an avid interest in Tudor and medieval history, an addiction to horror movies and virtual reality computer games, and am a complete Game of Thrones fantasy geek.” *

Tuesday’s Selection is “The Everglades” by Gerald Darnell

Book Seven in the Carson Reno Mystery Series – created at http://animoto.com

An excerpt of the author’s book description- It’s 1962 and the Mafia has discovered some new tricks in getting their drugs from Colombia to the streets of America.
Their plans are working perfectly until an unfortunate boating accident puts the FBI back on their trail.
Carson’s friend, Elizabeth Teague, has a large amount of cash hidden in her luggage and this cash belongs to the Mafia. They want it back.
Protecting his friend and sorting through the details, Carson finds himself in the middle of a conspiracy that has roots in Humboldt. He also finds a murder with too many suspects. For the unabridged description please go to http://www.amazon.com/Everglades-Carson-Reno-Mystery-ebook/dp/B00D8S6H8K/

A Florida native, Gerald grew up in the small town of Humboldt, Tennessee. He attended high school and was a graduate of HHS class of 64. Following graduation from the University of Tennessee, he spent time in Hopkinsville, KY, Memphis, TN and Newport, AR before moving back to Florida – where he now lives. During the early 70’s the author actually worked from an office in the Memphis Peabody Hotel. So many of the events about the hotel in Carson Reno’s stories are real as well as many of the characters you meet. Stop by Gerald’s author page and review all 19 books he has on his shelf including the six mysteries preceding “The Everglades” staring the stories protagonist, Carson Reno.


Gerald W. Darnell Interview with Rich Germaine, producer of Carson Reno Mystery Series book ‘Killer Among Us’

For a fuller perspective of Gerald go to http://geraldwdarnell.com/home.html

Monday’s Selection- “Plebs”

*An excerpt of the author’s book description-
Corey Somerset, Tim Hayworth and Lee Hunter have had one hell of a good night.

And it isn’t over yet.

Celebrating their friend’s birthday with drunken debauchery and intoxicated antics they’ve just stumbled through a mini-wave of mindless vandalism and though they’ve wandered far out of the realms of civilization they are keen to keep the party vibe going.

When they encounter a band of mysterious fugitive women who call a bizarre encampment deep in the woods their residence it appears a strong likelihood that continuing the party is on the cards. For the unabridged book description visit Corey Somerset, Tim Hayworth and Lee Hunter have had one hell of a good night.

But it won’t come without a price.

Jim Goforth is a horror author in Holbrook, Australia. Happily married with two kids and a cat he has been writing tales of horror since the early nineties. After years of writing reviews for hundreds of bands across the globe with Black Belle Music he has returned to his biggest writing love with first book Plebs published by J. Ellington Ashton Press.

Jim also has a couple of collaborations due out later this year, involving other notable authors, and will also appear in the heavy metal horror themed anthology Axes of Evil coming in April from Chupa Cabra House.

At present Jim is working on a host of full length novels and a handful of short stories with a variety of ideas for anthologies in the work.

http://jimgoforthhorrorauthor.wordpre…

https://www.facebook.com/JimGoforthHo…

https://twitter.com/jim_goforth

http://www.jellingtonashton.com/

http://www.amazon.com/Plebs-Jim-Goforth-ebook/dp/B00HXKDSQS/

Sunday’s Selection- “Arrival of the Prophecy” by Robin Renee Ray

Author’s Book Description-For many centuries the shape-shifters of the world have lived in chaos, fighting clan against clan and breed killing breed. All Were-beings knew of the prophecy that spoke of the ones who would come and bring peace to those who lived among the humans in secrecy. And to those who lived under the thumb of an overbearing ruler. A Wolf King who gained his thrown after the death of his parents, killed by the hands of a crazed matriarch, she-ruler, of the foulest shape-shifting kind…, finds what Mother Earth places in all unnatural being’s soul mates. The other half of his soul and the one thing that can set the prophecy on its foretold path. Only, Sky Delaney is no shape shifter. What will Anthony the clan leader do once he realizes the other half of his soul is in a frail, pure…Human? His beast has made its choice; the question is…will the human comply?

Robin Renee Ray is known as a Multi-genre Author. She’s only been writing for seven years, but has come to love everything about the world of being a novelist. She began in the paranormal romance genre, then jumped into horror, then right on into suspense thrillers. 20 novels and numerous short stories later, she is well on her way! She resides in Southern New Mexico with her husband, David, and lives very close to her two granddaughters. For more about Robin please browse the links below

http://www.robinreneeray.webs.com/
http://www.robinrray.blogspot.com
http://www.facebook.com/robinreneeray

Saturday’s Selection- “To Hide From Death” by Theresa Moretimer

Kelly Price files for a protective order after suffering a near-death night hopeful it will shelter her from a deadly menace. A mysterious villain lurked hell-bent on her destruction and no matter what she does, she never seems to be able to escape her new life – a life full of fear and danger.

At first she thought the attacker was her husband, Eric, but as she starts to connect the dots, she finds that it could be anyone. Will Kelly find who is after her before it is too late?

Imagination dances with reality as some of the situations Kelly finds herself in are taken straight from the author’s life. Some of the events in the book are based upon the author’s own life.

Theresa

Theresa Moretimer was the victim of domestic violence. Now an award winning author she has gone through several years of counseling and awareness programs. She enjoys giving lectures and has made public statements for the governor of Maryland in hopes of ending this tragedy. She is divorced, a mother of four daughters and lives on a small farm in a quiet community. Theresa enjoys writing, singing, cooking, horseback riding, family game nights and movie nights with her children, as well as gardening, fishing, camping and ghost hunting. Some of the proceeds from the sale of this book will be donated to help victims of Domestic Violence.

For a more on Theresa’s amazing journey please go to her Amazon author page

Friday’s Selection- “The End Of Humanity” by Coleman Weeks

Author’s book description poem:
Sputtering to rise the world took a spin as life stirred and yawned at the end of it’s slumber of waiting to begin.
The Sun grinned a wise smile knowing the mission, Sun understood all would wait for single-cell fission.
God laughed and smacked his son Jesus’ knee, sharing his glee that it would not be long until Humanity.
Jesus smiled and with a wink rubbed his chin, watching from the future they both knew what fixed to begin.

The wind-swept planet stirred some rust dust, many eons passed before the monkey’s evolution was discussed.
Both silver-blue cool or yellow-orange hot, the Earth’s light steadily nurtured Humanity a special homey spot.
After some time the earth’s plates gyrated as mountains birthed valleys and streams cut rivers unabated.
God and his son smiled while angels applauded, the blue seas twinkled as they rolled and yawed.

Adam and Eve propagated then Abraham trekked as milk and honey baited.
Noah and his critter filled ark floated and Joseph toiled colorfully coated.
The tribes aged 50 generations with his wise rations so Moses could fight the Pharaoh with his army of nations.
John baptized as Jesus chastised waiting to suffer their pain to help them purge the evil from their brain.

Jewish Christians missioned a journey apostle led to Roman tyranny.
Nero flamed then fiddled and blamed, many rulers turned away blind-eyed until Charlemagne cried.
Popes took charge sometimes with errors looming large, all for goodness sake forgetting to give a Muslim a break
Humanity’s evil still had a twitch, the armies marched scratching an itch and fight to the death with a fevered pitch.

An earth life-long fight began, way back in the days of Clovis, a grudge to end all the evil times and so many of us.
But love spurned by all, but Jesus waited heroically aiding through to modern times, even throttled some war crimes.
In the end was it all for naught, or was the end truly Humanity’s start.

Thursday’s Selection-“Babet’s Epiphany” by Augusta Fern

*For the six months Cian has been in Europe Babet’s life has calmed. If you can call her life calm. With her father’s return to New Orleans and his devoted coven rectifying the city from Madliene’s rule, human and vampire relations have vastly improved. Babet’s life is slowly becoming what it used to be, but it isn’t what she wants.

When her father presents her with an artistic opportunity in the city she is desperate to return to, Babet leaves New Orleans but soon discovers being so far from home is a revelation unto herself. And who she is destined to be. The epiphanies of her life ultimately lead her back to what she wants most.* Author’s book description on Amazon

*An excerpt from Augusta’s biography at her Amazon author page

I am a born and raised North Carolinian and truly adore my home state. When I was young my family moved to a small town outside of Raleigh, called Wake Forest. Rural life for the outgoing and artistic was not the most exciting, but it gave me the opportunity to tap into my imagination and creativity. I left small town life for our “big” city. I prefer to be five minutes from a grocery store versus twenty.

I’m married with two wonderful children, a daughter, 14 and a son, 3. For her entire biography please visit http://www.amazon.com/Augusta-Fern/e/B00IN6C0QU/

Wednesday’s Selection- “Leadership By Virtue” by Jaro Berce


Author’s Book Description: The story is showing from a first-person perspective the internal growing up of a leadership process based on non-Western approach. The main character, brought up in Europe and therefore used to Western “cultural background noise’ although practicing Chinese martial arts, has to learn and understand the differences brought by Far East principles if he wants to grasp leadership from a different angle. For the entire author’s book description please go to http://www.amazon.com/LEADERSHIP-VIRTUE-philosophy-leadership-background-ebook/dp/B00BE0TKMY/

Coleman’s Review: The book “Leadership By Virtue” is a professionally executed fiction composed mainly in first with a minor amount of third-person omniscient point of view scrutinizing some complex human issues. It is an enlightening discussion of an wide-range of subjects that determine our success in our personal and professional goals. In dealing with an array of business issues the protagonist begins merging his personal life-lessons with his professional practices and procedures to create a cultural edict to change the way his employees conduct business.

In explaining such complex topics as martial arts, electronic engineering, marketing, advertising, business operations and structure the author performs a literary miracle, he entertains the reader. Not only entertaining, but in essence proposing life changing measures and corrections that reach to the core of social interaction and society. To enjoy instruction on such complex topics as one would enjoy any good read is a unique success, a kudos-laden five-star success.

Excerpt from Jaro‘s biography on his Amazon author’s page* “The journey is the reward” – as my life has been (still is) very dynamic and heterogeneous, the proverb accompanies me throughout it. I achieved a degree in electrical engineering (BA) at the Ljubljana University, gained master’s degree in computer science in the U.S.A. and received PhD from the Faculty of Social Science at the Ljubljana University. With latter I hold an Associate Professor position within the Social Informatics Center. A more detailed biography is available at Jaro’s LinkedIn profile http://www.linkedin.com/in/jberce

Tuesday’s Selection- “Escaping Psychiatry” by Olga Nunez Miret

‘Escaping Psychiatry’ has it all: intriguing characters, noir style, thrilling pursuits, dangerous situations, crime, serial killers, religion, family secrets, murder, psychological insights, mental illness, trauma, debates about prejudice and morality, heated trials, police investigations, corruption, and mystery. To get this full description for this book please visit “Escaping Psychiatry” at Amazon.


Olga Núñez Miret is from Barcelona but has lived in the UK for over 20 years.

She has loved reading and writing since she was a child. Her father always says that even before she could read she’d always ask what any signs or writing meant. She has written a variety of things over the years: short stories (some now disappeared), novels, novellas and plays, in English, Spanish and Catalan. Some have been edited into the trash bin, but a few are still available and sitting quietly waiting for their moment in the sun. For all of Olga’s works and unabridged biography please visit her Amazon author’s page. Below is a video that sheds light on her as well, please watch this fabulous video by Emmy award winner Alan Cooke (Wild Irish poet).

http://olganm.com/ Olga’s Website provides a personal perspective from her.

https://naplesmarketreport.wordpress.com/2014/03/04/escaping-psychiatry-by-olga-nunez-miret/

Monday’s Selection- “The Harvest” by Anne Ferretti
After an alien species descends upon Earth wiping out ninety-nine percent of the human population Captain Austin Reynolds, lone survivor of his military unit, sets out on a cross country trek in search of his pregnant wife.

Upon vague instructions from General Roth he heads for Cheyenne Mountain, where he hopes to find answers and his wife. Along the way he meets up with other survivors who turn to him as leader and protector. As the survivors travel to the mountain, it becomes apparent humans are no longer the fittest on the planet and this fight for survival may be their last.

The Author
Anne grew up south of Chicago. She served in the U.S.A.F. where she met her awesome husband and learned to shoot an M-16. Anne has a BS in Business Administration and is a C.P.A.

Anne has written several screen plays, two of which placed well in contests, but haven’t made it to the big screen yet (maybe someday). She began writing about six years ago. At first it was just a hobby and a way to relieve stress. Now it’s her passion.

The Harvest is Anne’s first published novel and the first in a series.
https://naplesmarketreport.wordpress.com/2014/03/03/the-harvest-by-anne-ferretti/

Sunday’s Selection “The Page” by James McAllister


A disillusioned, war-weary hero becomes a reluctant king. His rule is such that he becomes known as the Good King.
While defending his people from one of the incessant attacks from the North, the Good King takes an orphaned child as his page, and raises the boy by the ideals of a more promising time.
Grown into a young knight, the Page sets out to find his overdue king. Along his way he finds a village controlled by a tyrannical sheriff. The secret behind the sheriff’s power is unleashed when Page tries to free the village.
Dragons.
As the knight fights off the dragons, a maiden is taken as revenge. Page pursues, and thus begins or tale.
James McAllister
James Warren McAllister is a Registered Respiratory Therapist living in Central New York State. James’ first novel, THE BEST LAID PLANS, was selected on February 1, 2014 as a Runner-Up in the MARSocial Author of the Year Competition, the largest competition of it’s type ever held on the internet.
James’ work takes him all over; he has been to 43 States, along with Bermuda, Canada, and Puerto Rico. James’ other interests include sports, history, computers, photography, Jordan The Wonder Cat, gardening, fishing, and scale model building.
James has been interested in science fiction since a friend in Junior High School lent him the Lensmen Series of books by E. E. “Doc” Smith. This interest was further spiked by Star Trek, and then Star Wars.
https://naplesmarketreport.wordpress.com/2014/03/02/the-page/

Saturday’s Selection

The Angler and the Owl By Viv Drewa

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Viv Drewa (Author)

“About Viv” by Carol Goodin Viv Drewa

Viv Drewa’s work celebrates the spirit of the adventuresome woman.

She is a Michigan native who has enjoyed reading and writing since 1963. Though she studied medicinal chemistry at the University of Michigan her passion has always been writing.

She was awarded third place for her nonfiction short story about her grandfather’s escape from Poland. Later, she rewrote this story and was published in the “Polish American Journal” as “”From the Pages of Grandfather’s Life”

Viv took creative and journalism courses to help in her transition to fulfill her dream of becoming a writer. She worked as an intern for Port Huron’s ‘The Times Herald”, and also wrote, edited and did the layout or the Blue Water Multiple Sclerosis newsletter “Thumb Prints.”

Viv also writes a blog for ShareTV.

She spends her free time working with physically and mentally challenged adults; a cause close to her heart. http://vivdrewa.com/about.html

 

For 25 years France Hunter has been studying owls, and has discovered five new species around the world. Her work has kept her busy and she never had time for a relationship. She travels with Jason “Doc” Bradley, a former paramedic, and his cousins Tony and Andy Bradley. Now, on her last outing she is joined by a magazine writer, Cathy Birch, and a world famous angler, John Sinclair, who has also dedicated his life to his field. Will a romance find the room to bloom with France’s determination of making her last study her finest and John’s passion for France sharing the stage with his fishing challenge and it’s television feature show in the remote Amazon river jungle setting? Heck, will either of them survive the inherent dangers of the Amazon?

Friday’s Selection

Awakenings (Elemental Series – Book 1)  By Hally Willmott

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The Adisons have been running from a sect of iniquitous beings from Nemele who covet Jacey. Her parents have repressed their adversaries’ relentless tracking efforts by not utilizing their own mystical powers. They have chosen to conceal themselves within the only realm they knew they’d be able to survive. They are living under their self-imposed powerless sanctions on Earth, which constitutes the nineteenth nation of Nemele.

http://www.amazon.com/Awakenings-Elemental-Book-Hally-Willmott-ebook/dp/B00CHXZTSQ/

Today’s Author Hally Willmott was born in Sudbury, Ontario Canada. She is a Police Officer with the Greater Sudbury Police Service. She enjoys reading both fiction and non-fiction novels, spending long summer nights by the camp fire with her husband Jerry and their sons Jacob and Jordan or cold winter nights snuggled up watching movies in their home.

Hally Willmott

She holds a strong belief in – If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything! Persistence has paid off for Hally as she began this book in 2009 and the Book 2 is scheduled to be released today, Congratulations Hally!

Thursday’s Selection

“Destiny’s Decision” is today’s selection. This book is a fast-paced romantic-adventure that I read in a day and enjoyed without a yawn. Below you will find my review.

Lisa Glenn

MARSocial’s Author of the year, “Runner up” for 2014 with her entry Destiny’s Decision. She is a full time college student, born in Milecity, Montana and currently living in Florida where she is working on her sequel. She is the Mother of four and a Grandmother of 2.

Lisa’s Amazon Author’s Page-  http://www.amazon.com/Lisa-Glenn/e/B00IN72HTE

“Destiny’s Decision”

Destiny is a single mother working as a stripper at a local hot spot in a small beach side town. She is wanting a better life for her teenage daughter. When she wins 7 million dollars in the Florida lottery, she believes her luck is about to change for the better. How wrong she is! Getting kidnapped by a drug induced crazy, getting rescued by a sexy F.B.I. agent and fighting for her life in a category 4 hurricane is just the beginning of adventures for this Mother, Daughter duo.

Review:

Reading “Destiny’s Decision” was a time warp adventure, I picked it up and five hours later I came back to my senses. The story barely was established in my mind when the yarn began to spin. Faster and faster this tale moved, and when I thought I had found solid ground it took me to a new adventure. I will not explain the plot other than it is about a mother’s courage and love, a Father’s dominant protection, and an unstoppable force of nature weaved into a time traveling basket for any reader’s pleasure, Destiny’s Decision gets a five-star rating from me.

Wednesday’s Selection

Xao writes fantasy and science fiction, horror, paranormal romance, literary fiction, young adult books, and children’s fantasy novels. “The Turning” is the first novel in a completed vampire series of ten books.

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http://www.amazon.com/Xao-Thao/e/B00HMFAY7A/

Seventeen year old Marisa James has never been popular growing up, but after moving into the small town of Sterling, South Dakota, she finds herself at the center of attention of three handsome Russian brothers. Marisa is a vampire, but one not yet turned. A vampire’s turning is a most dangerous event that usually results in numerous deaths. Will the brothers adopt her into their family to protect her even if it places their own lives in danger as well.

the turning

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00HBKIPUY

For a few answers to these questions and more please feel free to visit the Amazon reader link below for a 3 chapter preview: http://www.amazon.com/Turning-Xao-Thao-ebook/dp/B00HBKIPUY/ref=la_B00HMFAY7A_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1393397746&sr=1-1#reader_B00HBKIPUY

Join The Turning Vampire Series Official Facebook Page and Like us: https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Turning-Vampire-Series/181650562039395

Tuesday’s Selection

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The Tuesday Selection is a fictional romance novel crafted by the author’s life experience that rings true with authenticity as noted in this excerpt from the author’s Amazon page:

“The sophisticated romance thriller Desperate Pursuit in Venice is her debut novel with a sequel in preparation. Due to her former international corporate finance career the time for writing fiction was limited but eventually she put pen to paper and published her first novel fulfilling the dream she had for quite some time. Certain of her life experiences provided a good basis for this novel. From there she expanded the storyline and added exciting events and characters.”  http://www.amazon.com/Karynne-Summars/e/B00EWUVMC4/

Karynne Summars is the author of “Desperate Pursuit in Venice”, an abridged Amazon book description is below:

“When New York Private Equity partner Kataryna Taylor pursues the acquisition of a successful Italian biomedical company, she meets and falls in love with Luca Romano, a member of the existing shareholders. Kataryna and Luca engage in a sensual love affair, which includes erotic encounters neither one of them has experienced before with such intensity. But danger and a family drama wait around the corner for Kataryna and Luca when the CEO of the company to be acquired by Kataryna’s firm pursues her romantically and becomes infatuated with her.”

The Amazon reader link for “Desperate Pursuit in Venice” is below:

http://www.amazon.com/Desperate-Pursuit-Venice-Karynne-Summars-ebook/dp/B00EUJJBX4/ref=la_B00EWUVMC4_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1393337649&sr=1-1#reader_B00EUJJBX4

Karynne Summars was born and raised in Berlin, Germany from where she moved to Honolulu,Hawaii when she first came to the United States. She currently lives in New York and Marbella, Spain.

Image    The author’s website- www.karynnesummars.com

Monday’s Selection

Coleman and Ed present Steve Douglass and his “THE BRIDGE TO CARACAS”. It is a polished composition, and professionally crafted in all aspects. Please take a moment and review an excerpt available at the bottom of the page. I hope you enjoy this,  Happy Monday.

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Steven Douglass provides us with a very well crafted story.

http://www.amazon.com/BRIDGE-CARACAS-KING-TRILOGY-ebook/dp/B00DJ5GM14/

THE ALL NEW, PROFESSIONALLY COPY-EDITED VERSION OF  “THE BRIDGE TO CARACAS”, (Volume one of THE KING TRILOGY), a truly amazing and gut-wrenching story.

How was an incredible $325,000,000 theft achieved using The Peace Bridge as a fulcrum?

It was a piece of national history. The story had to be told.

One of the largest and most audacious gasoline tax evasion scams in Canadian and U.S. history.

The perpetrator used The Peace Bridge, spanning The Niagara River, to facilitate his crime, and his private Cessna to transport the enormous fruits of the theft to the “safety” of a Cayman Island bank.

Below is provided the Amazon reader link for an excerpt:

http://www.amazon.com/BRIDGE-CARACAS-KING-TRILOGY-ebook/dp/B00DJ5GM14/ref=la_B005L8MO9Q_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1393249981&sr=1-1#reader_B00DJ5GM14

If you wish to read more about Steve go to  http://www.amazon.com/Stephen-Douglass/e/B005L8MO9Q/

Sunday’s Selection

Tales of Moonlight Romance: A Collection of Paranormal Love StoriesImage

Paranormal Romance-Fiction

This collection of short stories moves faster, but is captivating and satisfying.

LaRae’s contribution to this novel “Love at Tadpole Square”

Tadpole Square, a Witch and Warlock owned underground establishment, has a mission. Because of their love for good music, they use their black magic to launch careers of talented human singers or rid the world of bad ones. To them, the only worthy human is one who can sing well. Marzee, especially, detested humans and took great joy in destroying those that hurt her ears with their bad music, ridding the world of them forever. That is until the day the most attractive human man with the worst singing voice she’d ever heard enters their bar. Now it was her duty to destroy this human, but for some reason Marzee could not force herself to do so. What was it about this human and his horrible voice that attracted her? Witches and warlocks never fell in love with humans; it was forbidden. She vowed to discover the secret he held over her even while she played a dangerous game trying to keep him hidden from her fellow witches and warlocks that would destroy him…and her, if they found out she had not done her duty.  This collection is available in paperback and Kindle digital format, Provided below is the reader at Amazon.

http://www.amazon.com/Tales-Moonlight-Romance-Collection-Paranormal/dp/1482300389/ref=pd_rhf_se_p_d_3#reader_1482300389

http://www.amazon.co.uk/LaRae-L-Parry/e/B00DDTGREI This is LaRae’s author’s page where 6 other fine books and her Biography is available.

Saturday’s Selection

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Today being Saturday Ed and Coleman present you with “Corkscrew Catastrophe” because it is a fun fictional tale with mystery, action, drama, and at times humor. With a sub-tropical setting in Southwest Florida it has all the features to provide the reader with an escape to a warm exciting location for the week-end.

The main character Jimmy Willins separates himself from his home and traditional culture to a polar opposite life as a Florida Wildlife Officer. You are provided with an Amazon link to give you a lengthy excerpt, if you enjoy this excerpt contact us on the form below and Coleman will provide you with a pdf version to read and provide a reader’s review.

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