Shell And Shadow Release And Contest!

Shell And Shadow Release And Contest!.

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Shell And Shadow Release And Contest!

On February 7, my novella Shell And Shadow will be released. This was a labor of love to honor my dear friend and all of the wonderful humanitarian work that she does, both for the PG Family Foundation and through the Betsy Hotel. I’ve written a story about the heroine of my novels, Lily Evans, on vacation with her boyfriend Kent. After all that Lily went through in Fire And Shadow, the woman deserved a break. And my readers wanted to see more of Kent, and less of his rival Stephen. Poor Stephen, he really is a great guy, if a bit overbearing. If you like him, don’t worry, he’ll be back in Storm And Shadow.

Shell And Shadow is a stand-alone read, a short romantic fantasy, perfect for Valentine’s Day. All profits are going to Zara’s Center, a home for AIDS-impacted children in Zimbabwe, supported by the Foundation and the Betsy. To celebrate its release, there is a contest with an incredible prize package. See what the Betsy has offered! And check back next week for the cover reveal and more contest details!

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Wake Up You Sleepyheads!

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I have to admit, I have been a snob.

I love to write and I love to read, and those are the two things I’m usually doing. Television takes about five hours of my time each week. I’ve always been proud to say that I’ve never watched a single reality show, including any involving entertainment. I couldn’t understand the fervor of fans for Game of Thrones, The Walking Dead, Breaking Bad, or any other series. The only program I’ve never missed over the course of thirty-seven years is Doctor Who. But we have a special relationship.

Now, I can no longer feel superior to anyone gushing over a show instead of a book. I can’t claim that I only watch historical documentaries. Because a wacky, wonderful, witty and whimsical miracle has hit the airwaves. I refer, of course, to Sleepy Hollow.

When I first heard of it, I thought it was one of the stupidest ideas ever. I love Washington Irving and was horrified that they’d do that to his story. I laughed at my brother when he sat down for the pilot episode. “I can’t believe you’re going to watch this garbage,” I said on my way into the kitchen. Coming back through, I glanced at the T.V. screen to mock it. Instead, my mouth fell open. There was a gorgeous man in 18th century clothing explaining to modern police that he fought with George Washington in the American Revolution. I was totally and instantly addicted. I’ll never be able to tease my sister about her obsession with Supernatural again.

Sleepy Hollow is impossible to sum up. It has the best-looking main character anywhere. (Sorry, Chris Hemsworth, I still love you, but the torch has been passed.) Tom Mison (who plays Ichabod Crane) was the perfect choice for this role. He oozes charm and he’s a talented actor. His face, and especially his eyes, are very expressive and can convey  every nuance of emotion. He’s strong, intelligent and brave but the vulnerability of his strange new situation shows too. You can’t help but care for him.

He goes from suspect to consultant in a grisly murder investigation. His partner is Abbie Mills, played by Nicole Beharie, a young officer in the Sleepy Hollow police department. She’s beautiful and capable, sensitive and sarcastic by turns, and just as likeable as Mison. They play off of each other perfectly with a rare chemistry. Facebook fans (and I do NOT spend too much time reading and replying to the comments), are divided on whether or not there should be an Ichabbie romance. Besides that, the main bone of contention is whether or not Ichabod should change his clothes. The only things that everyone seems to agree on are:

1. Tom Mison is HOT.

2. Sleepy Hollow is the best show on T.V.

3. Tom Mison is REALLY HOT.

I must agree with the posters who believe that an Ichabod/Abbie romance would NOT be a good idea. After all, Ichabod has a wife (Katrina) who cast a spell to preserve him after he died on the battlefield. Now she’s stuck in Purgatory for her sins. How many wives are going through that for their husbands? And who did Ichabod in? One of the four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Headless, of course. There are a lot of ingredients mixed into this Sleepy Stew. You have your good Gryffindor-y witches like Katrina, and an evil Slytherin-y coven. You have demons, lost colonists, Native American shamans, ghosts galore, masons and sin eaters. And that’s just the beginning.

But it’s the end of this post. Part two will be next week and is all about research and reality in writing. How important is it? Can it make or break a book or a show? My thoughts might surprise you.

Watch Sleepy Hollow on Fox Mondays at 9EST and check out their FB page at https://www.facebook.com/SleepyHollow. But be prepared to find yourself watching each episode at least twice and counting the days (and hours) until the next one!

I’m just curious-who do you think Ichabod should be with, Abbie or Katrina?

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Bewitching Blog Tour and Halloween Sale!

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Happy Halloween, everyone!

FIRE AND SHADOW is going on a jaunt with Bewitching Book Tours to celebrate. Please stop by and say hello! To mark the event, both FIRE AND SHADOW and SOUL AND SHADOW will be half-price through October 31′st. That’s only $1.99 each for E books that have been in four different Amazon bestseller categories! You can have your witch, or your mummy, or both!

There will be prizes so come on down!

October 21

Dalene’s Book Reviews

http://dalenesbookreviews.blogspot.com

October 21 review

My Tangled Skeins Book Reviews

http://mytangledskeinsbookreviews.blogspot.com

October 22 Interview

The Simple Things in Life

Http://pwrspot.blogspot.com/

October 22 Spotlight

3 Partners in Shopping, Nana, Mommy, & Sissy, Too! http://3partnersinshopping.blogspot.com

October 23 Guest blog

Reading in Twilight

http://readingintwilight.blogspot.com/

October 23 Spotlight

Pure Textuality

http://puretextuality.com

October 24 Interview

Pembroke Sinclair.

pembrokesinclair.blogspot.com

October 24 Spotlight

Books & Tales:

http://www.booksandtales.blogspot.co.uk/

October 24 Spotlight

Ramblings of a Book Lunatic

http://booklunaticramblings.blogspot.com

October 25 Spotlight

BookwormBridgette’s World

http://bookwormbridgette.blogspot.com/

October 25 Spotlight

Book2Buzz

http://www.book2buzz.blogspot.com

October 25 spotlight

Wicca Witch 4 Book Blog

http://wiccawitch4.blogspot.ca/

October 28 Spotlight

A Night’s Dream of Books

http://anightsdreamofbooks.blogspot.com/

October 28 Spotlight

Mila Ramos

http://www.jademystique.blogspot.com

October 28 review

adrienne woods books and reviews

http://woodsadrienne.wordpress.com

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O Hushed October Morning Mild

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Welcome October, my favorite month of the year! It’s so beautiful that I keep looking out of the window instead of writing. But who can blame me?

There’s a lot going on this particular October—starting today with Halloweenpalooza! The 31 Days of Halloween are happening at https://www.facebook.com/events/164385847097718/permalink/167233670146269/

The amazing thriller author Wendy Potocki has created this event and all are cordially invited to join! There are prizes galore (including books from me) and a ghost-story competition with the winner grabbing a bag full of goodies! There are also guest blogs by some great authors, and interviews of them as well. I humbly reveal that mine is one of them. Please come by, no costume necessary!

My fellow Imajin author Jesse Giles Christiansen is still recruiting for his Skeleton Army. He’s celebrating the success of his novel Pelican Bay. Just click on the title to be taken to the Facebook Page.

FIRE AND SHADOW is going on a Bewitching Blog Tour October 21-25. I’ll have more details when I know the exact stops.

Now let me leave you with a poem from one of my favorite poets: Robert Frost. Thank you!

October
O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.                                                          

...the bridge at Wolf's Creek...

…the bridge at Wolf’s Creek…

Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.                                                              
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
one from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes’ sake, if the were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes’ sake along the all.
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Special guest author Jesse Giles Christiansen talks about why authors should sometimes embrace insanity

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Sometimes when you lose, you win.

This weekend is the big kickoff for a promo that I don’t think I’ll ever forget, and one that I’ve done everything in my power to ensure that I always remember. September 27-29 are my free days for my first foray with Amazon’s KDP Select program through my publisher, Imajin Books. Imajin Book’s owner and bestselling author, Cheryl Kaye Tardif, has used this program to become a bestseller, as well as other authors, including her own.
A part of me is afraid. A part of me is thrilled. The whole of me is a human live wire.
My novel, PELICAN BAY, was a list bestseller out of the gate. Being in a genre top 100 is like going to your local theme park. It’s terrific, and you definitely want to go back … but it isn’t Disney World folks.
I want to go to Disney World.
Really badly.
And stay.
Maybe I’m already there, hiding in the Haunted House and sleeping there with the familiar ghosts.
Am I a ghost? Right now I feel like a familiar ghost. And there’s nothing wrong with that. No. Not at all. I’m a new author who has tasted some success like drops of deliciously acidic rain on my tongue.
To go from ghost to bodily form, I must make the top paid 100 on Amazon … where the magic happens. But as most of you already know, this is much easier said than done. I have the help now of my marketing savvy, mentoring publisher, great authors, passionate readers, keen reviewers, artists, editors, and friends and family. However, as I write this, my promo group, which I’m calling Captain Shelby’s Skeleton Army (Captain Shelby is the big character from PELICAN BAY), consists of only 38 people. But you know what? I’d rather have 38 faithful, like-minded, artistic souls than a 1000 bandwagon-jumpers or doubters. Yes, I’ll take my little army and we’ll see what we can do.
My free days end Sunday, and then PELICAN BAY has to swim. I mean REALLY swim. I think it can. I really do. I believe it, but I need your faith, too. Your help. No one is an island, after all, in any realm.
What started all this madness, really, were two things. First, I’ve been watching PELICAN BAY and it has done some things I never dreamed a new book from a new author would. There are those days. Yeah, those days. When I’m not doing any promos, sending out just basic tweets or Facebook posts, and suddenly the book’s ranking, which I fear on those days will sink into oblivion, makes these jumps like a great tarpon finding its third and fourth winds. It truly amazes me. Also, PELICAN BAY was a list bestseller for over two months.
The other reason, truth be told, is that I was supposed to do this promo later in the year with a power author. Certain circumstances led to her having to cancel our promo. I was disappointed, not at her, but at life. Don’t laugh here, but I started to feel like Rudy in that cheesy but inspiring film, after his friend dies in the factory fire. This voice inside me just said, “You have to do this now, on your own … don’t wait.”
And so the insanity began.
Why is my promo insane? Why is reaching for the top paid 100 on Amazon nuts? Well, I’m not a math genius, but you don’t have to be to understand the statistics of a new author reaching for such a goal. There are over 3 million eBooks on Amazon. The closer you get to the top paid 100, the more your book, no matter how strong, turns into a colorful snail. It slithers inches along the pavement as if begging to be squashed by Amazon’s mighty foot.
But it’s good for an author to embrace insanity, chiefly because even the most basic, consistent things that we come to rely on in life … are incomprehensible. Take these words, for instance. Perhaps you are reading this blog post, and I thank you warmly for that. But these words. What are they? They appear so consistently to you now, but do you “know” them? You may be reading a computer screen in a complicated dream. You may forget that these very words are not objects, but only consistent flickers of your senses. Were any of countless possible events to occur inside or outside of you, these words would simply vanish.
So insanity for the artist may boil down to, really, reaching for things that defy our reliable senses, our common knowledge. If you want to do something unusual, you have to think unusually. Reach senselessly. Or as Cheryl Kaye Tardif says, “Think BIG.” And yes, she’s part of the Captain Shelby Skeleton Army. And I’m deeply thankful for that.
But what if I fail? Well … sometimes win you lose, you win.
Yours in literature,
J.G.C.
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Guest Kat Flannery : Hazardous Unions

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Today I have the pleasure of sharing with you a new book by two of my fellow Imajin Authors. Kat Flannery and Alison Bruce have written a fascinating story about twin sisters at the time of the American Civil War. Once you read the excerpt, I guarantee you’ll be hooked!

Some background:

African American’s in the Civil War…

Though African Americans constituted less than one percent of the northern population, by the war’s end they made up ten percent of the Union Army. A total of 180,000 black men, more than 85% of those eligible, enlisted. By the time of the Confederate surrender in 1865, there were more African Americans in the Union army than there were soldiers in the Confederate army.

The above fact is the reason I chose to have an African American as one of my characters in HAZARDOUS UNIONS. It wasn’t until the Emancipation Proclamation on January 1, 1863 that all African men and women were issued free slaves.

African American soldiers faced discrimination as well as segregation. They were given substandard supplies and rations. Probably the worst form of discrimination was the pay differential. At the beginning of African American enlistment, it was assumed that they would be kept out of direct combat, and the men were paid as laborers rather than as soldiers. African American soldiers therefore received $7 per month, plus a $3 clothing allowance, while white soldiers received $13 per month, plus $3.50 for clothes.

Mowery story takes place the month before the Emancipation Proclamation was passed, but in my research African American men had enlisted to fight for the Union the first year of the war. Their freedom and the rights to equality is why these men went up against severe dangers from the north and south to enter into combat.

Twin sisters separated by war, bound by love…

After the death of their father, twin sisters Maggie and Matty Becker are forced to take positions with officers’ families at a nearby fort. When the southern states secede, the twins are separated, and they find themselves on opposite sides of America’s bloodiest war.

In the south, Maggie travels with the Hamilton’s to Bellevue, a plantation in west Tennessee. When Major Hamilton is captured, it is up to Maggie to hold things together and deal with the Union cavalry troop that winters at Bellevue. Racism, politics and a matchmaking stepmother test Maggie’s resourcefulness as she fights for Bellevue, a wounded Confederate officer and the affections of the Union commander.

In the north, Matty discovers an incriminating letter in General Worthington’s office, and soon she is on the run. With no one to turn to for help, she drugs the wealthy Colonel Cole Black and marries him, in hopes of getting the letter to his father, the governor of Michigan. But Cole is not happy about being married, and Matty’s life becomes all about survival.

Two unforgettable stories of courage, strength and honor

And now for an excerpt:

Matty by Kat Flannery

Fort Wayne, Michigan

December 1862

What had she done? Matty Becker was going to hell, and there’d be no one to save her. A loud snore echoed from the other room. She peeked around the corner and caught a glimpse of Colonel Black’s stocking feet. She’d burn for sure. She glanced at the paper she held and groaned. She was a horrible, devious, scheming letch. Maggie wouldn’t be pleased. Maggie wasn’t here. Another snore blew into the kitchen and she placed her head onto the table banging her forehead twice. There was no turning back now.

Last night she’d pushed aside her conscience and let fear guide her. For her plan to work, she’d have to throw all sense to the dogs, not that she hadn’t done so already by following through with the blasted thing. She couldn’t fail now. If her family found out what she’d done they’d never forgive her. Worse yet, if Colonel Black found out she’d be locked behind bars, a fate far better than the one that got her in this mess to begin with.

She placed the paper on the table and went into the bedroom. Colonel Black lay on the bed with his clothes stripped off and tossed about the floor. He’d been out for nine hours and would wake any minute. Matty stood, pushed all thoughts of reason from her mind and removed her dress, corset and pantaloons. Her face heated and the room spun. He rolled over and she jumped into the bed next to him, pretending to sleep. She knew the moment he’d woken. The bed stilled and she couldn’t breathe the air was so stiff.

“What the hell?” He sat up and she knew the instant he saw her. “Son of a bitch.”

She felt his nudge once, twice and now a shove almost knocking her from the bed.

“Wake the hell up,” he growled.

She squeezed her eyes closed and willed strength into her soul so she could face the dark Colonel. She rolled over pretending to wipe the sleep from her eyes.

“Who are you?” He placed his head in his hands. She’d bet he had one heck of a headache.

“Your wife,” she said.

“The hell you are.” He shot out of bed without grabbing the sheet, and she averted her eyes.

“Please cover yourself.” She held up the sheet and he ripped it from her hand. “The marriage license is in the kitchen on the table if you do not believe me.”

She watched as he grabbed his head and closed his eyes. The heavy dose of laudanum she’d placed in his drink the night before had done the trick and it wasn’t but a mere suggestion they marry that the Colonel jumped to the challenge. Soon they were standing in the dining room in front of a preacher. Words were spoken—words she thought to say with someone she loved, someone who’d wanted her. Her stomach lurched and her mouth watered with the urge to vomit.

“How did this happen?” he asked sitting on the end of the bed.

“Mrs. Worthington sent me to see if you needed anything.”

“I was drinking.” He looked at her. “I was drunk.”

She shrugged.

He stood holding the sheet tight to his midsection.

She couldn’t help but notice the rippled stomach and defined muscles on his chest.

“We can annul. I had too much to drink. My head wasn’t clear.”

She shook her head.

He frowned.

“We have consummated.” A lie of course but she was desperate.

His mouth fell open. A moment she knew he’d not remember. After the preacher left, she’d taken him to the bedroom where he passed out before hitting the bed.

“Impossible. I’d remember that.”

She shook her head again praying he’d buy the fib.

He pulled on his pants and dress shirt. “I don’t even know you. Why in hell would I marry you?”

“My name is Matty Beck—Black. I was employed with the Worthington’s. You’ve come to dinner several times.”

His brown eyes lit with recognition. “You’re the house maid.”

“Yes.”

“I married a maid?”

The words stung and she turned from him so he wouldn’t see the disappointment upon her face.

“Why would you marry me if I was into the spirits?”

“You seemed fine to me.”

He took a step toward her. “Why would you marry me at all when you don’t even know me?”

She gripped the blanket on the bed. “You…you said kind words, and I…I believed them.

“How desperate are you to marry a stranger?” he yelled. “You found out who my father is. You want money. You tricked me.”

Well, he got the last one right, but the first two irritated her. She was not the kind of person to marry for money. Really, who did he think she was?

“Sorry to disappoint you but I refused my inheritance years ago.”

“If you mean to say that I could not find myself a suitable husband because I am a maid, then you’re wrong.”

“That is exactly what I am saying Miss—”

“Black.”

“The hell it is.”

He went into the kitchen picked up the marriage license and stared at it.

Matty dressed quickly and inched into the room. Confusion pulled at his features and she began to feel sorry for him. This was her fault. She’d planned this. Now she had to continue telling the lie she’d told. She glanced outside and shivered. Boldness, be my tongue. Shakespeare’s words echoed in her mind. It was worth it. She’d been living in fear for a week. Colonel Black had been her saviour, and she risked a life full of love and happiness for this—a lie in which she’d speak for the rest of her life. She swallowed back the lump in her throat and willed the tears not to fall.

“Why can’t I remember?” He glanced at her. “And why in hell would I marry you?”

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Bio: Kat Flannery’s love of history shows in the novels she writes. She is an avid reader of historical, suspense, paranormal, and romance. When not researching for her next book, Kat can be found running her three sons to hockey and lacrosse. She’s been published in numerous periodicals. This is Kat’s third book and she is hard at work on her next.

Kat Flannery’s love of history shows in the novels she writes. She is an avid reader of historical, suspense, paranormal, and romance. When not researching for her next book, Kat can be found running her three sons to hockey and lacrosse. She’s been published in numerous periodicals. This is Kat’s third book and she is hard at work on her next.

Website: www.katflannery-author.com

Blog: www.kat-scratch.blogspot.ca
Twitter: https://twitter.com/katflannery1

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-Flannery/131065966999142

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“You don’t find JUSTICE-JUSTICE finds you!”

Justice-The ChoiceThis week’s guest is T.J. Tate, the author of the JUSTICE series. I’ve read both of these books and I can assure you that they’re intense, beautifully written stories full of emotion and heart! Original, thought-provoking fiction. Put me in mind of The Twilight Zone!

Take it away, T.J.!

“Second chances just became real.
From September 9-11, THE CHOICE and THREE DOORS DOWN, the first two books in my JUSTICE series, will be free.

The idea for JUSTICE came about by reading the news. My heart went out to the individuals affected by tragedies. Sometimes the crimes would remain unsolved, but even when they were, some decisions reached in the courtroom give us pause as to what true justice means.

That’s where fiction comes in. I decided to write my own stories by giving those touched by heartache a second chance at righting a wrong. By using this premise, I let my characters decide what justice means to them. It ensures that each outcome is unique and what makes the stories so compelling. With no one right answer for everyone, each individual seeks what will bring them peace. That unique perspective is what lives out on the pages, and what I hope shines through.

Another component I infuse into these dramas is the power of the human spirit. While I’m always pulling for it to triumph over evil, the dramas play out how they will. Like a gopher in a buffalo stampede, I do my best to keep out of the way and not interject my feelings. It’s not my story; it’s theirs. And so I play the part of a silent witness to the struggle, penning the epic fight waged.

Whether the ending is your concept of what justice means is debatable. All I can promise is that it is for them. Like the slogan for my series says: “You can’t find JUSTICE. JUSTICE finds you.”

“Here’s a bit more about my series:
While some will tell you JUSTICE doesn’t exist, those traumatized by life-shattering events pin their hopes on finding it. The walking wounded of the world start and end their day in pain, haunted by tragedies too horrible to imagine. Even after their bodies are healed, the mental anguish goes on. They remain caught in a trap, never moving forward from the past. They pray that one day they’ll find the commodity in short supply that will allow them to become whole.

In book one of this series of short stories, Janice Carver is tormented by an event in her past. The brutal rape occurred five years ago, but the assault has stripped her of all hope. Lurching through her life, she’s engulfed by fear, regret and self-recrimination. Worse, her assailant was never caught, and lives his life freely with an untroubled soul.
But things have a way of spinning round, and suddenly second chances are all too real. Janice Carver’s life is about to change in unexpected ways. Always trying to find JUSTICE, she’s about to learn that you can’t find JUSTICE, JUSTICE finds you.

In book two, THREE DOORS DOWN, Sylvie Vaughn’s daughter is dead. Taking her own life at the tender age of sixteen, Sylvie is left to deal with the aftermath of Katie’s suicide.
The distraught mother needs closure, but in order to find it, Sylvie must discover the reason behind the desperate act. She relies on Katie’s final note to give her the clues, but the letter states that sexual molestation is the cause. While the word is ugly, the thought that it could have occurred is even worse. Sylvie would like to dismiss the claim, but in her gut, she knows it’s true. Even before the tragedy, Sylvie’s been obsessed with one incident that happened sixteen years ago. Unable to let it go, she blames herself for not doing enough, wishing for that second chance.”

About the Author
T.J. Tate has held a multitude of jobs. A professional wine taster, barista, ghostwriter for technical manuals and lead vocalist for an obscure rock band (his), he is also an inveterate traveler.

His debut novel JUSTICE is a Fantasy Thriller with just the right touch of a classic western mixed into its DNA. T.J. readily admits to his love of watching westerns. “The whole idea of someone standing alone and facing their fear is what makes heroes–and that’s what a showdown is all about. It never failed to get my heart pumping and my rooting section going for the person wearing the white hat to win.”

Uniquely compelling JUSTICE deals with heartfelt emotions and trauma in an inventive way. As it says in the blurb, “Second chances just became real.”

***T.J. will be giving away three $10.00 Starbucks cards to three lucky people who download either/both books in the JUSTICE series while they are free. When you order, just check in the “Order summary box” and find your confirmation number. Then make a comment on this blog post and a direct link back to you before October 1, 2013. T.J. will choose three winners on October 1′st. Good luck!***

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I Know The First Flower

THE ONE!!This is a poem I wrote after my Dad passed away. I well remember walking in the winter and suddenly seeing the first crocus pressing up through the snow. I felt a sense of hope, and thought of the things we had loved in every season. Life does return. And when it’s no longer too painful, we can recall the best moments of it with joy.
This is for my sister, Charlene, and my friends Wendy, Chante, Toni and Maria who have suffered losses in the past few weeks. I hope it brings a little comfort.

I KNOW THE FIRST FLOWER

I know the first flower of spring
is creeping up between the clenched fingers
of winter and death and sodden decay;

that fireflies dance in summer hedges
delicate flickering lights that kindle
just for a moment, an ancient belief
in magic and fairies. Also I know that

trees will transform into sun-yellow, blood-red
breath-taking harbingers of fall
holding harvest moons within their branches
and bearing silent witness to the first soft snow
as it comes whispering down.

What I have to trust is that the time will come
when there will be no sorrow in remembering.

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Fire And Shadow Giveaway!

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May madness must have struck me because I decided to hold a Fire And Shadow Giveaway with some great prizes! You can go on over to http://bit.ly/10mLox3 on my Writer’s Page, click the Rafflecopter icon, and enter! If you haven’t read Fire And Shadow, it’s on sale for only 99 cents throughout the event (May 31′st). You can get points for liking my page, following me on Twitter, or leaving a review on Amazon, among other things. If you already have, don’t worry, you’ll still get points!
First prize is a $100.00 Amazon gift card. Second is a $25.00 Barnes and Noble gift card. There are six third-place prizes, a $10.00 Starbucks card.
So come on down! Tell me if you think that Stephen or Kent is the right man for Lily. I’ll be waiting!

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