<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269365562961542802</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2025 06:56:16 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Reading Challenges</category><category>Book Reviews</category><category>Extraneous</category><category>Weekly Memes</category><category>Teaser Tuesdays</category><category>Guest Posts</category><category>Internet Finds</category><category>Giveaways</category><category>Book Blogger Hop</category><category>Other Stuff</category><category>For the Love of Books</category><category>Waiting on Wednesday</category><category>Book Spotlight</category><category>Movie Cast Mondays</category><category>Book Lists</category><category>Interviews</category><category>Recipes</category><category>About</category><category>Blog Improvement Project</category><category>My Favorite Reads</category><category>Recreate a Cover</category><title>JacobsBeloved</title><description>For the book lover...</description><link>http://jacobsbeloved.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Rachel)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>579</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269365562961542802.post-2516322011067700125</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2012 16:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-26T09:35:28.964-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Book Reviews</category><title>Review: Rosemary Opens Her Heart by Naomi King</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/13542497-rosemary-opens-her-heart"&gt;Rosemary Opens Her Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By Naomi King&lt;br /&gt;
Genre: Christian Fiction&lt;br /&gt;
Published November 2012, New American Library&lt;br /&gt;
Paperback, 279 pages&lt;br /&gt;
ISBN:&amp;nbsp;9780451237972&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Synopsis&lt;/b&gt;:
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Another spring reminds the Amish of Cedar Creek, Missouri, that for everything there is a season.&lt;br /&gt;
Zanna Lambright is finally marrying Jonny Ropp, and friends and family have come from far and wide to celebrate. Among them is young widow Rosemary Yutzy, mother of toddler Katie, whose husband was tragically killed last fall. With a willing heart Rosemary has taken over care of her in-law’s family and continued to run a baked goods business from home, but privately she still mourns her lost Joe...and is unprepared for the changes that are coming...&lt;br /&gt;
Rosemary’s father-in-law wants to merge his lamb-raising business with Matt Lambright’s—a move that will require the Yutzys to relocate from their nearby town to Cedar Creek. Moreover, it will bring Rosemary into constant contact with Matt, who is making no secret of his romantic interest in her. The challenges of contemplating a future unlike any she expected are overwhelming for Rosemary. And although Matt is strong and kind, his courtship is so persistent, she often wants to run the other way. As Rosemary struggles to see beyond her immediate joys and sorrows, will she embrace the outpouring of welcome and support from the people of Cedar Creek...and accept this new chance to open her heart to a more abundant life? 
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When the question of Abby's maidel status was not fully answered for in the first book in the "Home at Cedar Creek" series, I looked forward to the next book by Naomi King, and she did not disappoint. Abby and James picked up quite easily early on in the book, and their close age and maturity allowed them to fit together like it was always meant to be, even if their relationship does not take center stage in this sequel.&lt;br /&gt;
Rosemary is the new character that has been introduced, a young widow and mother from another town whom Matt Lambright immediately and eagerly takes a romantic interest in. Matt's pursuit of her is both sweet and entertaining, though I can't help feeling a bit sorry for Emma, James' sister, who has had an interest in Matt for some time. As a widow, Rosemary is understandably weary of any man attempting to replace her late Joe Yutzy in both her heart and her young daughter's heart, but her own family's gentle encouragement and support influence her in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;
In addition to the budding relationships, the need for a new preacher in Cedar Creek also creates some havoc for the town of Cedar Creek, but opens the door for a minor character to answer to a higher calling.&lt;br /&gt;
I find the Amish lifestyles fascinating everytime I read books like this, for their simplicity and spirituality, as well as their appreciation for family and good food. Thank you Naomi King for another wonderful read!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Cover&lt;/b&gt;: This is a lovely cover that highlights the main character of this book in the series well.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;First Line&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;"Matt Lambright slipped out of the stream of nearly two hundred wedding guests who were filing out of the house and into the front yard after his aunt Zanna's marriage to Jonny Ropp."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieqsQOZ3CE2bGhSvq2fVu35VKQDkn6wWL1xY2ADWKoPZxnD-2A_ll-1E8VYGtEDbRy8OffZ0g6LiER3UTnuesciNkKl8bI8yS0O81lijUy6eIFbHwnBfWq7Wj1uhoY5mTz5MVM73Fh_ihF/s1600/Andrew+Weston.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieqsQOZ3CE2bGhSvq2fVu35VKQDkn6wWL1xY2ADWKoPZxnD-2A_ll-1E8VYGtEDbRy8OffZ0g6LiER3UTnuesciNkKl8bI8yS0O81lijUy6eIFbHwnBfWq7Wj1uhoY5mTz5MVM73Fh_ihF/s200/Andrew+Weston.JPG" width="116" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today's guest is Andrew P. Weston, author of &lt;u&gt;Guardian Angels&lt;/u&gt;. Andrew P Weston was born in the city of Birmingham, UK and grew up in the towns of Bearwood and Edgbaston, eventually attending Holly Lodge Grammar School for Boy’s where he was School Captain and Head Boy.He was an active sportsperson for the school, college and a variety of rugby, martial art, swimming and athletics teams throughout the city.On graduation in 1977 he joined the Royal Marines fulfilling a number of roles both in the UK and abroad.In 1985 he became a police officer with the Devon &amp;amp; Cornwall Constabulary, and served in a variety of uniformed and plain clothed departments until his retirement in 2008.Over those years, he wrote and illustrated a selection of private books for his children regarding the life of a tiny kitten, called, “The Adventures of Willy Whiskers”, gained further qualifications in Law and Religious Studies, was an active member of Mensa and continued to be an active sportsperson, providing lessons free of charge to local communities.An unfortunate accident received on duty meant Andrew had to retire early from the police force, but after moving to the sunny Greek island of Kos to speed up his recuperation, he was at last able to devote time to the “Guardian Concept” he had developed over his years in the military and police.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0TCwOv4Yyggqm3NfleWaANZ2BRCov0SWNIEOSccliJ4v1nAUGoaVKiC041iBBu5oWVag05pvGbd6nim8IBdT2F-VlHWmdqS9YKaJkyxGfX62sJLZkvfrpBXqfCvAMmAG-JNkU5_Y-lHAr/s1600/Guardian+Angels+Cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0TCwOv4Yyggqm3NfleWaANZ2BRCov0SWNIEOSccliJ4v1nAUGoaVKiC041iBBu5oWVag05pvGbd6nim8IBdT2F-VlHWmdqS9YKaJkyxGfX62sJLZkvfrpBXqfCvAMmAG-JNkU5_Y-lHAr/s200/Guardian+Angels+Cover.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When not writing, Andrew enjoys Greek dancing and language lessons, being told what to do by his wife, Annette, and hunting shadows in the dark.Andrew is now contracted to Pagan Writers Press for two books.“Fairy Tail”, is a dark and gritty paranormal thriller with a twist.The second book, “Guardian Angels” is the introductory book to the “Guardian Series”, a sci-fi/fantasy epic set in the near future.Further work on the Guardian Series and a new paranormal series has been completed and will hopefully be presented soon.
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Take it away, Andrew!&lt;br /&gt;
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Topic: &lt;span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;I'm always fascinated with authors' techniques
of "world-building", so how about that topic?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=4269365562961542802" name="_GoBack"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Guardian Angels” is a story that describes
the adventures of a futuristic Global Emergency Service as they introduce
themselves to an unsuspecting world at large.&lt;/div&gt;
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As we get to find out, they have always been there behind
the scenes, watching and waiting, itching for the time when they could reveal
themselves to us at long last. &lt;/div&gt;
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The extended blurb sums it up: &lt;/div&gt;
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A small boy runs in
front of a truck.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Miners trapped in
the aftermath of a devastating underground explosion have no hope of escape.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A stricken passenger
aircraft plunges thousands of feet towards the earth below.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Everyone survives! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Why?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Because they are
among the first in a number of miraculous interventions that heralds to the world
that, “Guardian Angels”, blessed with extraordinary powers and incredible
technology, actually exist!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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While society in
general reacts with euphoria, not everyone is pleased!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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There are those in
power and those within the criminal underworld, who seek to counter the threat
they feel these awesome newcomers represent.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Early confrontations
ensue, leaving many hungry for retribution, and their revenge is exacted at a
terrible price in lives and suffering. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The resulting deaths
do succeed in creating a backlash that causes people to lose hope in their
newfound friends, and which changes public opinion forever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Is the fairy tale
over before it even begins?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;“Guardian Angels” is a powerful and compelling
story about the catalyst that could at last, galvanize society to unite and
look towards the future with hope.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sadly, it also reveals
how fragile such a spark of hope could be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Yes – their
revelation brings suspicion, as well as welcome. A mixed bag in fact! So, it’s
no understatement when I say that once I was ready to actually begin, the
concept was so involved that I had to add almost 6 months of work to my
schedule before it ever got to the typing stage. Let me explain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Before I began
writing what was to become the first book in the series, I had to spend those
months building a realistic “world” and a “history” in which to fit the
Guardians.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Included within this
framework was their own personal history in relation to that of the people of
earth. For example, where are the Guardians from? How did they come to be?
Where have they been until now and what have they been doing? WHY did they
remain hidden? What made them decide that NOW was the time to reveal
themselves?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Okay – they also
have special abilities and futuristic technology.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Regarding the tec…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;How was that technology developed? How far in
advance of current “earthly” technology is it? Is what I devised “in agreement
with known/developing theoretical science? Is it plausible that advanced
science could develop in this way so the reader can relate to it without
thinking…’that’s too far-fetched’?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Regarding the
abilities…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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What abilities are
we talking about? Can people relate to them? How would they be employed? What
are their limitations and strengths? How much training would be required to
realistically be able to use them in a real life disaster or emergency
situation?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The Guardians
themselves are a disciplined service.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, where and how do
they train? What does that training involve? For how long? How are candidates
selected? Where would they go for such incredible instruction? What
education/schooling would they need to enhance their technical, physical, and
psychic capabilities? What would be an acceptable/believable threshold?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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What uniform would
they have? What rank structure? How &amp;amp; when are they promoted? How are their
ranks and abilities reflected or represented on their uniforms?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Building a realistic
world, with a believable history and time-line formed a huge chunk of the
preparations that took place BEFORE the story itself even began to be written.
In my case, almost 6 months of planning went into this stage, so that I could
add a depth and realism to my creation that really helps it stand out from the
crowd.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Once it was in place, I then had to select “where” along the
timeline it would be best to introduce our story, and how I would then dip from
there into, eg, history, ancient history – the future or the culmination of the
entire series.&lt;/div&gt;
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I’m a firm believer in being thorough.&amp;nbsp; “World Building” allows you to achieve
something wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;
Your story and characters reflect a richness they would otherwise lack, and the
reader is helped to appreciate…”THIS is something I want to get to know and be
part of”.&lt;/div&gt;
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I look forward to introducing you to my special world over
the coming years as the Guardian Saga unfolds. See what you think, and feel
free to lose yourselves as often as you want.&lt;/div&gt;
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Thank you so much for answering my question, that was very insightful!&lt;br /&gt;
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Soraya loves spending her days thinking up characters for books, and her home is a constant source of inspiration. She lives with her own real life hero and son on a small farm in New Zealand, surrounded by animals and with an office overlooking a field where their horses graze. For more information about Soraya, her books and her writing life, visit www.sorayalane.com or follow her on twitter @Soraya_Lane. She would love to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;
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When I sold my first book to my editor two years ago, it was a soldier story. Soldier on Her Doorstep was the first in my Heroes Come Home series, and my current release, The Navy SEAL’s Bride is the third. It’s a theme that I’m becoming familiar with and I love it.  &lt;br /&gt;
I’m often asked why I write about military heroes (and heroines!) and it’s a hard question to answer. When I wrote my first book, I had no idea that I’d go on to write so many soldier-themed stories, but my editor keeps asking me for more! Right now I’m working on edits for my eighth book, and yes, it’s a military romance.&lt;br /&gt;
There is something about a military hero that I love, and if I didn’t I wouldn’t write them. Could I fall in love with a soldier? Absolutely. So long as he was also handsome, kind and loved animals! For me, any hero I write about has to be a man I could personally fall for. Soldiers are special because they have to be strong, professional, intelligent and committed, and those all happen to be characteristics of any great hero. Add to the mix a broken heart or a traumatic past, and suddenly I see a man that needs his story told.&lt;br /&gt;
So how about you? Do you like reading about military heroes? How about military heroines? And if so, what is it that makes you fall in love with them? 
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&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/7059135-inside-out"&gt;Inside Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By Maria V. Snyder&lt;br /&gt;
Genre: Young Adult&lt;br /&gt;
Published April 2010, Harlequin Teen&lt;br /&gt;
e-book, 320 pages&lt;br /&gt;
ISBN: 9780373210060&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Keep Your Head Down.&lt;br /&gt;
Don't Get Noticed.&lt;br /&gt;
Or Else.&lt;br /&gt;
I'm Trella. I'm a scrub. A nobody. One of thousands who work the lower levels, keeping Inside clean for the Uppers. I've got one friend, do my job and try to avoid the Pop Cops. So what if I occasionally use the pipes to sneak around the Upper levels? The only neck at risk is my own…until I accidentally start a rebellion and become the go-to girl to lead a revolution.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
I got into this book because I loved Maria V. Snyder's Study series, and I even enjoyed the Glass series. I've been reading alot of dystopian literature in the past year or two, and this fit right in. Honestly, this book resembled Beth Revis' series in many ways, only simpler in design.&lt;br /&gt;
Trella is the typical teen, unaware of the people around her and how she affects them, but her uniqueness among the citizens of the lower levels makes her stand out no matter how she tries to hide in the pipes. Her curiosity causes her to uncover many of the secrets the run her world, especially when she finds a romantic interest in Riley. The character of Trella seems to resemble the main female leads of Snyder's other books, but I haven't grown bored of it yet.&lt;br /&gt;
Many of the rules that govern Trella's world are not far from what is&amp;nbsp;occurring&amp;nbsp;in current events, such as the Uppers' rule about number of births allowed. This very rule is one of many to rock her understanding of the way her world operates, and serves to propel her to seek out the mythological "Gateway". Though I was able to predict what this actually is, I was still saddened by the outcome. Trella's reaction is very realistic, though, coming from her very sheltered existence. I cannot fathom which direction this revelation will take Trella and the other members of her society in the next book, &lt;u&gt;Outside In&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Cover&lt;/b&gt;: The cover is&amp;nbsp;enticing, but vague. I originally thought the girl was ripping paper, but after reading the book, only metal would make sense.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;First Line&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;"A vibration rippled through my body."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
That opening line brings to mind many things, so of course I need to know more.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Favorite Quote&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;“Exactly. You can shoulder all the blame and become a martyr. Provided anyone knows what or who you're martyring for. Or you can accept that some things are important enough to fight for and realize there will be sacrifices along the way.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Read For&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://jacobsbeloved.blogspot.com/2011/11/2012-reading-challenge-young-adult.html"&gt;Young Adult Reading Challenge&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jacobsbeloved.blogspot.com/2011/11/2012-reading-challenge-dystopia.html"&gt;Dystopia Reading Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;</description><link>http://jacobsbeloved.blogspot.com/2012/10/review-inside-out-by-maria-v-snyder.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rachel)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj0Gi6rMRj8UmFZnvfvk_qz5cv978WvgWxTJOumLN32TWzwSaJD5tOdfmQuR7A-7grA8-vOCLyyJhfBDnVDTGpW2QQ1LzqMcrEjqysOwFRW8ugpkwrDW_MYyXg1qSCq5FWbJhLFOcuzYlG/s72-c/threeroses.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269365562961542802.post-4530647292582745020</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Oct 2012 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-10-23T08:00:07.392-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Extraneous</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Guest Posts</category><title>Guest Post: Shamrocked by JoAnne Kenrick</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Today's guest is JoAnne Kenrick, author of &lt;u&gt;Shamrocked&lt;/u&gt;, the second book in her Irish Kisses series. Born n bred Brit, JoAnne Kenrick grew up in a wee sea-side town in North Wales and has enjoyed a variety of vocations such as holistic healer, window dresser, and ghost tour guide. Having lived in Wales, England, and Scotland with her dear family, she finally escaped the dull British summers to reside in sunny Australia. After two years, they moved to the States where she endured three harsh winters in Minnesota. She now lives in North Carolina with her husband, two kids and two puddy cats. When they aren't demanding her attention, or jumping on her head, she strums away on the keys of her little laptop, creating worlds and adventures she could only ever dream of. Come across the pond and faraway....with JoAnne Kenrick! Find out more about JoAnne by visiting her website &lt;a href="http://www.joannekenrick.com/"&gt;http://www.joannekenrick.com&lt;/a&gt;  and get exclusive sneak peeks at her new and upcoming releases by signing up to her quarterly newsletter here &lt;a href="http://tinyletter.com/joannekenrick"&gt;http://tinyletter.com/joannekenrick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thank you for stopping by, JoAnne, and take it away!&lt;br /&gt;
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thing Devlin Kinney from the Irish Kisses series is known for--besides his
smooth Irish accent--is his toy box. So how about we take a peek inside and
see…what's in his box for SHAMROCKED….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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restraint also known as Kinabuku ("bondage"), or Kinabuku-bi
("erotic/beautiful" bondage), Japanese rope bondage dates back
hundreds of years and was originally used as punishment or torture. The
technique eventually transformed into a respected art form and means of erotic
delight.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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indirect and direct pressure on erogenous zones, squeezing the areas and
creating&amp;nbsp; immobility and submission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nipple clamps: Intense and delightful pain can be applied to the
nipples via small clamps. They work by restricting blood flow from erect
nipples by applying pressure to them. Mostly used in BDSM activities, and are a
gentle place to start.&amp;nbsp; The Kama Sutra--
a book on sexual practices and behavior believed to date back to 400 BCE--
encourages pinching body parts.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vibrating butt plug: A sex toy designed to be inserted in the back
passage Similar to a dildo, but they are shorter, and have a flanged end to
prevent the device from being lost inside the rectum. Some wear them to prepare
for anal sex, others for a 'full feeling' during regular intercourse.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;BLURB: Devlin Kinney is focused on his Irish Rock band, Shamrocked.
Between that and tending bar at Bell's Irish Pub, he's rushed off his feet.
Still, he's envious of Shaun who found his perfect woman through Madame Eve's
exclusive agency, 1Night Stand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pushed for time, he follows his friend's lead and hopes to be matched
with a woman ballsy enough to share in his fetish for things that go buzzzz.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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and mistakes him for her soon-to-be co-star on The East End. Before she has a
chance to confess she's not his 1Night Stand as he seems to think, the
silver-tongued smooth dancer proves irresistible. He seems perfect...for one
night of pleasure. She's ready to play the role of her life!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Will his Irish charm and toys be enough to hold onto his leading lady,
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&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTqx39ZyqF62ozBggcfJ9hh6Rx3Ocodos5L1Dz8SadNlWxgp5u6h4AhidRFrxeQXVnpvqMb8lYyPGGchMLAksnBzTNptu5uOgRfpr_ueU70LT6oMWR3dx1CdqIV9glJV5vQrJGRjzkJHOh/s1600/242827_412822935439889_1411878112_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTqx39ZyqF62ozBggcfJ9hh6Rx3Ocodos5L1Dz8SadNlWxgp5u6h4AhidRFrxeQXVnpvqMb8lYyPGGchMLAksnBzTNptu5uOgRfpr_ueU70LT6oMWR3dx1CdqIV9glJV5vQrJGRjzkJHOh/s200/242827_412822935439889_1411878112_o.jpg" width="156" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today's guest is Dawn White, author of &lt;u&gt;Wingless and Damned&lt;/u&gt;. Dawn White resides in southern CA with her husband and three daughters. She has always been an avid reader and seems to live a busy life as a wife and mother. In between home schooling her children and taking care of the house she finds a few minutes at a time to write her novella series. Wingless and Damned will be available October 1, 2012.&lt;br /&gt;
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Take it away, Dawn!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; My name is Dawn White; I am the bestselling Author of Wingless and Damned, a dark paranormal fantasy. I was honestly terrified before my release of Wingless. I literally absorbed myself into the writing of the second book to alleviate the stress of my release. It has helped and I can honestly say I am so much closer to having my second Wingless book in y’alls hands.&lt;br /&gt;
I never expected my first book to have the reception it has had. I have enjoyed this ride so much so far. I don’t think I could have had a better publishing family behind me. Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly publishing has been so amazing and supportive in every way. I received my first large blog review the other day and I was literally floored by the love the Blogger showed me.&lt;br /&gt;
Honestly I can say that I have felt so honored every time someone has added Wingless and Damned to their personal library.&lt;br /&gt;
I try and help any indie artist out as much as I can. I can be contacted on Facebook on my Author page : &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/?ref=logo#!/WinglessAndDamnedByAuthorDmWhite"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/?ref=logo#!/WinglessAndDamnedByAuthorDmWhite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
If you would like to talk to me about anything or simply just become my friend I promise I don’t bite too hard. ;)&lt;/blockquote&gt;
Thank you for stopping by, Dawn, and congrats on your success!&lt;br /&gt;
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Today's guest is B. Jane Lawson, author of &lt;u&gt;Over the Cliff's Edge&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;u&gt;To the Cliffside&lt;/u&gt;. B. Jane Lawson lives in Los Angeles where she is a business woman by day, writer by night and cyclist on the weekends. Her obsessions include Starbucks soy chai lattes, fashion, and music.  B. Jane is the author of two novels in the Morganna Cork series.&lt;br /&gt;
She has had a life long love affair with novels of all kinds. B. Jane's favorite genres include paranormal romance, historical fiction and true crime. Her favorite authors include Amy Tan, Karen Marie Moning, Pat Conroy, Jane Austen and J.K. Rowling. She loves to travel and her dream vacation is a safari in Africa.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thank you for stopping by and take it away B. Jane!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Twenty-four year old Morganna Cork moves to Puesta del Sol after being kicked out of her childhood home.  Upon moving into work at the Cliffside Inn, owned and operated by her cousin Maeve Cork, she discovers that Maeve is part of a community known as Magicks.  Employed as the chef and with the help of side-kick cum housekeeper, Anya Demidov, Morganna finds herself soon tumbling down a proverbial rabbit hole.&lt;br /&gt;
Morganna’s many secrets of the town – not least of which the ominous return of her aunt and villainess Aiofe.&lt;br /&gt;
The first two books follow Morganna as she becomes involved with a Magick war, discovers new powers and is lured deeper into her attraction to Callupo Stone, werewolf and candidate for pack leader.&lt;br /&gt;
Many fans have asked me about Morganna, and have even gotten a chance to vote for who would play her in a movie on her Pinterest board here.   Today, I’ve shared with you the stats on the Morganna Cork “Player Card” to get to know her better. &lt;br /&gt;
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Morganna Cork: Character Stat Cards&lt;br /&gt;
Age: 24&lt;br /&gt;
Location: Puesta del Sol, California&lt;br /&gt;
Occupation: Head Chef, The Cliffside Inn&lt;br /&gt;
Magick: Healing, Invisibility, Telepathy&lt;br /&gt;
Love Interests: Callupo Stone, Niko Vargas, Conleth Duffy&lt;br /&gt;
Favorite Band: Mumford &amp;amp; Sons, U2, Sufjan Stevens, Velvet Revolver&lt;br /&gt;
Favorite Movie: Hope Floats, all things Sandra Bullock&lt;br /&gt;
Favorite Season: Winter&lt;br /&gt;
Siblings: None&lt;br /&gt;
Alcohol: MacCallan&lt;br /&gt;
Favorite Food:  sweet butter-poached maine lobster tail, preferably from The French Laundry&lt;br /&gt;
Favorite Food to Cook: Beef Bourguignon&lt;br /&gt;
Favorite Book: Anna Karenina&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: garamond, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Steamy Romance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3a3939; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond, serif;"&gt;The Cliff is a riveting tale of love and betrayal that surrounds the lives of three lifelong friends: Lanie Rhodes, Grant Bennett &amp;amp; Dane Voight. They have grown up with each other from birth in their homes on an isolated cliff. As adults, they still live in their respected childhood homes, while sharing the family business started by their parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Today's guest is Meredith Smith, Thanks to over 35 years of personal experience and exploration in the dreaming realm, Meredith Smith naturally receives messages from the dream realms to help guide others through their own personal healing process. She has studied and trained in dream Interpretation, archetypes &amp;amp; symbolism, past life regression &amp;amp; hypnosis, Shamanic energy work, and Usui Reiki via workshops, classes, and trainings.&lt;br /&gt;
Meredith Smith is an intuitive reader of dreams, images, spirits, and energy--- with her specialized training entwined with her own natural gifts -- she believes that dreams are pieces to one’s own personal soul’s journey (past, present, &amp;amp; future), Meredith Smith guides each dreamer through the process of putting together the symbolic pieces of their amazing magical travels through the astral realms. She is a dream translator, a dream intuitive, a dream traveler, a spirit rescuer, an empath, and a energy healer; Meredith speaks in dreams.&lt;br /&gt;
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On to you, Meredith!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; It happened to me again. I
awoke in a frenzy, popped out of my bed, and stared into the darkness of the
night. Eyes wide open. My breath slowed, which made me question if I had even returned
back to waking or if this feeling was just another aspect of the dream. Yes,
this time it was di&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=4269365562961542802" name="_GoBack"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fferent; as it was not some family
member of someone from Sunday church I barely knew. This time every piece of
the dream was peculiar, it was me right there in the same room where someone I
knew died. He spoke to me as if we had been great friends for years – but I
only recall nods of hello and a quick high school drunken kiss one night at
some party (that one moment in time he made my waking reality just a fantastic
dream). No… no Meredith… this dream was inconsistent to the others. Maybe
because I knew him slightly better. Maybe because he ran in the same circle of
friends I hung with when I would go out dancing on a Saturday nights. Maybe it
was because he was the boyfriend of someone I knew -- friends of friends --- that
one girl I went to school with I always admired; her simple beauty, down to
earth personality, in-tack family functioning foundation, and her ability for
everyone to listen when she spoke. Or maybe this dream visitation happened
because I was one of the only few that appeared to be ‘different’ from the
crowd… that is it, it was not the dream that was distinct from the others, but
rather it was me that was mismatched living in waking reality. By no means was
I normal back then, I hid this in-normality – like an ugly growth sprouting
from the side of my stomach, I probably could not hide this oddness within me
as well as I would of liked, but no one knew what went on during the darkness
of the night ---when they all laid asleep I was roaming through realms beyond
our waking life dimensions. Yes, this popular boy I once knew created tragedy
for everyone around his death….except for me, and except for him. He was free
now, that is what he told me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;I found myself lurking through a dark hallway, only
lit by my eyes, towards a door that entered into a bathroom. I knew I had never
been here before, and I knew I did not end up here by a happy accident. I felt
a pull to walk through the door and into the bathroom. There was a shimmery
dull yellow light, but the atmosphere felt slightly heavy. Again I felt an
unexplainable pull to move towards the shower curtain; my eyes drawn to stare
at the off-white colored 80’s style dark yellow print just hanging there. Ok.
Why am I here? I felt a presence, behind me. I spun around to visually see who
he was, just like I had always remembered him – gorgeous, sweet, but now I saw
that he once was a tortured soul. I smiled feeling a little frightened as he
flashed his beautiful smile back.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;What is going on? You see you are dead.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;Yes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;Why am I here? I know I did not come searching for
you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;I called you here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;Why? How did you know to do that?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;They told me. And well I figured it out. You are
like me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;And how is that – we are far from alike. You barely
even acknowledged me alive. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;Yes true. If I connected with you then the truth
would exist and I was not sure if the truth was true… or even meant to exist.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;Ok, well…. what happened? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;Thank you for asking. I committed suicide, right in
this room. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;I shivered.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;See let me show you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;And there he was just as he died -hanging from the
sturdy shower pole. I turned my head in fear. Why are you showing me this?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;I need you to tell my family I am sorry. Tell them
I love them but this lifetime was not for me. Let them know I am free. I feel
good and I need to move on. They need to move on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;You just died how can they move on so quickly?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;I will not be able to cross without them letting
go. I will remain until their grief subsides. Can you do this for me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;No. Everyone will think I am insane. You are
freaking me out. Can I go now?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;You understand this. Why run from it? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;Are you scared?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;Not anymore. I always thought you were kind, don’t
get caught up in the cross fire of this physical life. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;You did. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;Yes, but this was my exit out and I took it. What
they teach is not all true. You know what this is all really like. We both do.
Please they will never “see” me. Help me tell them I am happy and free. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;He paused for a moment as I felt a vibrant
vibrational field rise above me. The dull yellow lit room did not feel as murky
as when I first entered it. I could feel he was different now. Thank You,
Meredith. And with those last words he disappeared before my eyes. With a quick
spin around the room I was sucked out of the vortex of his energy and thrown
back into my own existence. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;I woke up. I laid back
down scared out of my mind. I had no one in my life to talk about these dreams that
appear before me… to share this ability to speak in dreams. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Kalinga;"&gt;I am not sure how it began
as I have always known myself to be this way. I am not sure why I was granted
dreaming abilities, as over the years I have just accepted it as part of my
life. I wrote &lt;i&gt;DreamWorkers Behind the
Veil; Night Shift Dreams&lt;/i&gt; as a window into these types of dreams. Sharing
this simple fact: Many dreamers do float out of their bodies, astral travelling
through realms far beyond the view of our waking minds.&amp;nbsp; Many of us speak, heal, and help other souls
while their physical selves lay deeply at rest.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Thank you for stopping by, Meredith!&lt;br /&gt;
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By Charlotte Hubbard&lt;br /&gt;
Genre: Christian Fiction&lt;br /&gt;
Published 2012, Zebra Books&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Winds of change are blowing through Willow Ridge, and they're bringing a stranger to the Sweet Seasons Cafe. At first, widowed Miriam Lantz has misgivings about Ben Hooley, a handsome but rootless traveling blacksmith. But as she gets to know the kind-hearted newcomer, she wonders if his arrival was providential. Perhaps she could find love again - if only there weren't so many obstacles in the way. With Bishop Knepp relentlessly pursuing her hand in marriage and the fate of her beloved cafe at stake, Miriam must listen to God and her heart to find the happiness she longs for, and the love she deserves.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
I've been anxiously awaiting the sequel to &lt;u&gt;Summer of Secrets&lt;/u&gt;, and this book was worth the wait. A few matters that were left unfinished in the previous book are accounted for here, such as Rachel and Micah's wedding, and the humbling of Bishop Hiram's brash behavior. The introduction of several new characters, such as Ben's two maidel aunts, served to add color to the community of Willow Ridge and even added a dash of humor to the several romance-heavy sub-plots.&lt;br /&gt;
I thoroughly enjoyed following along in the lives of Miriam Lantz and her daughters, especially when reading about all of the mouth-watering food that the Sweet Seasons Bakery and Cafe served up everyday. I plan on trying out of a few of the recipes in the back of the book, and I was pleasantly surprised to find a bread recipe that I've tried among those listed.&lt;br /&gt;
The background of Amish culture I have also continued to find fascinating, as I learned more of the nuances in speech, behavior, and traditional beliefs. While I find some things too restrictive, such as the clothing and lack of electricity, the adherence to gender roles, the respect they give to one another, their beliefs in the Bible, and their use of wholesome and naturally-grown foods are all things I greatly admire. This book only serves to bring it all to life and make it that much more appealing. I look forward to reading more of this series.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Cover&lt;/b&gt;: The picture of the Amish woman and the background with autumn pumpkins is fitting for the context of the book.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today's guest is Jennifer Malone Wright, author of &lt;u&gt;The Vampire Hunter's Daughter&lt;/u&gt;. Jennifer Malone Wright resides in the beautiful mountains of northern Idaho with her husband and five children. Between the craziness of taking care of her children, whose ages range from fourteen all the way down to six months, and being a homemaker, Jennifer has little time left for herself. The time she does have left, usually leading far into the night, is spent working on freelance work or her beloved fiction.&lt;br /&gt;
When she grew up, Jennifer always had her nose in a book. She has been writing stories and poems since grade school. This love of the written word and her strong interest in the paranormal is what has led to her first novel “The Birth of Jaiden.”&lt;br /&gt;
In addition to being a mother and homemaker, Jennifer is also a very proud military wife. Moving around the country for the last ten years has made her a bit of a nomad and she finds it difficult to be in one place for too long.&lt;br /&gt;
Jennifer is also the author of The Birth of Jaiden, a paranormal novel filled with action, suspense, and even a love story.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here is the synopsis for her new book:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; This special edition of The Vampire Hunter’s Daughter contains parts I-VI, the complete collection. Fourteen-year-old Chloe witnesses her mother’s murder at the hands of a vampire. Before the vampire can kidnap her, there is an unexpected rescue by a group of vampire hunters.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ5gq7aSAtGohEapghrjQ5fSskW2hfoVPQwmx9zwS6Z-T_7g_rhTnVJp-0qi3lQ-CjYtMLfg2nLBtGkv8gCmZe9EzsnKguoZQhXCxOr7jJqy5VTuuB4VzXO2VM933UEFpB2fP1ZhlltKxD/s1600/POSTERJENN1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ5gq7aSAtGohEapghrjQ5fSskW2hfoVPQwmx9zwS6Z-T_7g_rhTnVJp-0qi3lQ-CjYtMLfg2nLBtGkv8gCmZe9EzsnKguoZQhXCxOr7jJqy5VTuuB4VzXO2VM933UEFpB2fP1ZhlltKxD/s200/POSTERJENN1.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Overwhelmed by the feeling of safety, Chloe passes out and they whisk her away to their small community. When Chloe wakes, she comes face to face with the only other living relative, besides her mother, whom she has ever met: her grandfather. Chloe’s mother kept her hidden from the family; now, Chloe tries to unveil the family secrets.&lt;br /&gt;
Through her grandfather, she learns her mother was a vampire hunter. In fact, her entire family is descended from the powerful bloodlines of vampire hunters. Chloe agrees to join the family she has never known for one reason only: Chloe vows to kill the vampire responsible for her mother’s murder. With vengeance in her soul, Chloe is even more determined to follow through on her vow when she discovers the true identity of her enemy and how he is connected to her.&lt;br /&gt;
Experience the world of vampire hunter’s, vampires and mythology with Chloe in this exciting series.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
And here is an excerpt from the book:&lt;br /&gt;
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off the stack and examined the cover. It was titled &lt;i&gt;Vampires throughout
History&lt;/i&gt;. The cover was leather and so old it was stiff and cracked in
spots. The pages showed signs of age too, yellowing and stiff to the touch.
There was no table of contents, so it looked like I was going to have to scan
the entire book for what I was wanting. I flipped the pages carefully, so as
not to tear any of them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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After an hour of
scanning and about half way through the book, I found something referring to
vampire children. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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~~~ &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Although extremely
rare, the natural-born offspring of vampires exist throughout the world. These
rare beings are called the dhampir. Dhampir are usually the product of a
vampire and mortal. The most common of these unions is a male vampire
impregnating a mortal woman. Vampires, both male and female, are seductive in
nature and some mortals came willingly to these unions. However, the majority of
dhampir born were produced through an act of rape. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Solitary by nature,
it is uncommon for a vampire to settle with any one mate for long. The children
of vampires, the dhampir, more often than not exhibit all the characteristics
of their vampire parent. The strength, speed and agility are the usual
hereditary traits that the children develop. They are not always born with
these traits but develop them as they grow into adulthood. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;The dhampir are day
walkers. Some of these children are sensitive to the sunlight but will not
perish in the direct rays. Most have no sensitivity at all. Drinking the fresh
blood of mortals is also not usually required of the dhampir; however, some
have a liking for it. Very few actually need it to survive. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Most dhampir are
rejected by the vampire species because of their mortality and weaknesses.
Mortals often reject the dhampir, as well, due to their vampirism, so they
frequently remain outcast. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Dhampir are known
for becoming vampire killers. Their closeness to the vampires and their vampire
characteristics make them powerful vampire hunters. The unique ability to track
and kill vampires is specific to only the dhampir and the mythological race of
vampire hunters. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Historically,
dhampir became vampire hunters as a trade. Towns and villages became plagued by
vampires who were terrorizing their homes and killing their people. The dhampir
accepted contracts in exchange for monetary payment and used their likeness to
their vampire counterparts to exterminate the vampires. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The more I read the passages, the more I understood that my being a hunter was
more than my heritage; it was my history and my future. Everything about my
bloodlines had hunters involved.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Book Details&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40440.The_Thirteenth_Tale"&gt;The Thirteenth Tale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By Diane Setterfield&lt;br /&gt;
Genre: Fiction&lt;br /&gt;
Published 2006, Atria Books&lt;br /&gt;
Hardback, 406 pages&lt;br /&gt;
ISBN: 9780743298025&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Biographer Margaret Lea returns one night to her apartment above her father’s antiquarian bookshop. On her steps she finds a letter. It is a hand-written request from one of Britain’s most prolific and well-loved novelists. Vida Winter, gravely ill, wants to recount her life story before it is too late, and she wants Margaret to be the one to capture her history. The request takes Margaret by surprise—she doesn’t know the author, nor has she read any of Miss Winter’s dozens of novels.&lt;br /&gt;
Late one night while pondering whether to accept the task of recording Miss Winter’s personal story, Margaret begins to read her father’s rare copy of Miss Winter’s Thirteen Tales of Change and Desperation. She is spellbound by the stories and confused when she realizes the book only contains twelve stories. Where is the thirteenth tale? Intrigued, Margaret agrees to meet Miss Winter and act as her biographer.&lt;br /&gt;
As Vida Winter unfolds her story, she shares with Margaret the dark family secrets that she has long kept hidden as she remembers her days at Angelfield, the now burnt-out estate that was her childhood home. Margaret carefully records Miss Winter’s account and finds herself more and more deeply immersed in the strange and troubling story. In the end, both women have to confront their pasts and the weight of family secrets. As well as the ghosts that haunt them still.
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This book is like several stories woven together - Margaret's story, Vida Winter's story, and the story that Vida tells to Margaret. There was so much to keep track of that I really took my time reading and digesting the book.&lt;br /&gt;
Before Margaret meets Vida, the reader learns about Margaret's childhood filled with books, growing up in an antique bookstore with a book trader for a father - so many things for a bookworm to envy! Her love of nineteenth century&amp;nbsp;literature&amp;nbsp;seeps through the pages of the book in subtle ways, and I doubt I picked up on all of the hints.&lt;br /&gt;
Vida draws Margaret into her world through secrets, ghosts, and promises of some greater truth. Margaret is suspicious enough of Vida's story to do her own investigative work into Vida's past, which reveals more secrets and ghosts, as she is also battling with her own personal ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
The "thirteenth tale" is the big mystery and hook for Margaret, and very little of the book is predictable, so I was just as surprised by how it all ends as Margaret is. Margaret's dedication to Vida' story and her past goes way beyond that of a simple biographer, and I can't help but root all her varied efforts in tying up all the loose ends before Vida expires.&lt;br /&gt;
The over-riding theme of the book is the duality of twins, which makes for a very interesting concept and plays into so many sub-plots throughout the book. Without giving it away, uncovering the big revelation is worth the 400-plus page read!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Cover&lt;/b&gt;: The cover captures me immediately, since it is a stack of books - I love books!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;First Lines&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;"It was November. Although it was not yet late, the sky was dark when I turned into Laundress Passage."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There is nothing particularly interesting about this opening line, not even attractive, so this could have been done differently.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Favorite Quote&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;"All morning I struggled with the sensation of stray wisps of one world seeping through the cracks of another. Do you know the feeling when you start reading a new book before the membrane of the last one has had time to close behind you? You leave the previous book with ideas and themes -- characters even -- caught in the fibers of your clothes, and when you open the new book, they are still with you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/5604848-destined-for-an-early-grave"&gt;Destined For an Early Grave&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By Jeaniene Frost&lt;br /&gt;
Genre: Fantasy&lt;br /&gt;
Published July 2009, Avon&lt;br /&gt;
e-book, 287 pages&lt;br /&gt;
ISBN: 9780061583216&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Her deadly dreams leave her in grave danger&lt;br /&gt;
Since half-vampire Cat Crawfield and her undead lover Bones met six years ago, they've fought against the rogue undead, battled a vengeful Master vampire, and pledged their devotion with a blood bond. Now it's time for a vacation. But their hopes for a perfect Paris holiday are dashed when Cat awakes one night in terror. She's having visions of a vampire named Gregor who's more powerful than Bones and has ties to her past that even Cat herself didn't know about.&lt;br /&gt;
Gregor believes Cat is his and he won't stop until he has her. As the battle begins between the vamp who haunts her nightmares and the one who holds her heart, only Cat can break Gregor's hold over her. She'll need all the power she can summon in order to bring down the baddest bloodsucker she's ever faced . . . even if getting that power will result in an early grave.
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This book throws some new twists into the series with the introduction of Gregor, Cat's almost-first husband, whom has been conveniently erased from her memory by Mencheres. Mind-boggling, I know. This book kind of revived the series for me, as it answered a few questions and finally forced Cat to make a monumental decision about her future. It's hard for me not to say that I loved everything about this book, but it comes pretty darn close. I especially liked Vlad's role in this as Cat's platonic support system, despite how it ticks off Bones. Of course, the big lesson for the book is how important communication is - if Cat and Bones had just bothered to talk to each other, much of the conflict could have been avoided. I'm all ready to read the next book, &lt;u&gt;This Side of the Grave&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Cover&lt;/b&gt;: The cover fits in with the previous covers, but tells virtually nothing about this book in particular.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;First Line&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;"If he catches me, I'm dead."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This fits in with the same familiar dramatics that I know so well from the series.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Favorite Quote&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;“Then you remember the dream,” Mencheres stated. “That bodes ill.” 
The fear of that made my reply snappy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;“Hey, Walks Like An Egyptian, how about for once you drop the formal stuff and talk like you live in the twenty-first century?”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"The shit’s gonna splatter, start buggin’, yo,” Mencheres responded instantly. 
I stared at him, then burst out laughing, which was highly inappropriate considering the very grave warning he’d just conveyed.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Take it away, T.K.!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Since I was a child, I’ve loved books. One story that captured my imagination, even before I could read, was “The Velveteen Rabbit,” by Margery Williams. The love of a little boy for his toy, in the end, makes the velveteen rabbit “real.”&lt;br /&gt;
Once I could read for myself, my circle of friends included Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys, Tom Swift, Rick Brant, and Chip Hilton. Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy March played well with Lassie and her boy, Joe Carraclough. Soon I was reading C.S. Lewis, Georgette Heyer, Louis L’Amour, E.E. “Doc” Smith, Dorothy Sayers, Dick Francis, Katherine Kurtz, Lois McMaster Bujold.... And the list goes on, and on, through the decades and a raft of genres.&lt;br /&gt;
As a reader, I appreciated the authors who fed my voracious appetite. But I never realized how important I—the reader—was to the author.&lt;br /&gt;
Then I began to write. “Forge” emerged out of the pressures of a traumatic time in my life. At first, I thought I was only writing for myself, and my own sanity. Then my sisters began to snatch the raw draft of the story out of my hands. Bolstered by their enthusiasm, I gathered up my courage and posted an early version on a critique site. The comments I received were grist for my mill, and when people I’d never met started demanding the next chapter, I was elated, and honored.&lt;br /&gt;
This was a revelation, giving me an entirely new insight into writing. Appreciation, I discovered, is a two-way street. The authors of all those books I read needed me, just as much as I needed them. And not only because I was willing to plunk down hard cash for their stories—although I’m certain that was part of it! As an author, I love readers...people who sprinkle the magic pixie dust of their time and attention, their love, on the product of my imagination and make it “real.”&lt;br /&gt;
Authors and readers today have more choices. We are no longer held hostage to the publishing decisions of a few big houses. Authors can reach more readers, because readers can choose books from among a growing list of publishers, and even the self-published. They can choose to read their book in dead-tree format, or on the now-ubiquitous e-reader. They can also reach out to the authors they like—via Amazon rating, email, website comment, tweet, or Facebook post. Authors respond to reader feedback the way Tinkerbelle responds to applause! And the author-reader relationship is stronger than ever.&lt;br /&gt;
So I hope, if you buy a copy of “Forge,” you’ll reach out to me and let me know what you think of it! And, you might take just a minute, and give your favorite author a positive vibe, too. Because we need you more than you might appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;
In token of my appreciation for joining me today at Jacob’s Beloved Books, your comment here will enter you into tonight’s random drawing; the winner will receive another title from Decadent Publishing in the e-format of their choice. You can also enter the drawing, through Rafflecopter, for the$20 Amazon gift card given at the end of the blog tour. Be sure to tell Rafflecopter that “Tazhret”'s real name is Keir!
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Thank you for coming, T.K., and for a reminder of one of the many reasons that I review books!&lt;br /&gt;
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Carla Caruso has worked as a newspaper and magazine journalist, government PR and fashion stylist. Mommy Blogger was inspired by applying to write for a parenting website at the start of her freelancing career, pretending she was a mom – when she really wasn’t. Her clueless article ideas, needless to stay, didn’t make the cut – though, the experience at least gave her the premise for a fiction plot! Carla is a member of Romance Writers of Australia.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here is a quick blurb for Carla Caruso's new book, &lt;u&gt;Mommy Blogger:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Stella lands a fab job as a mommy blogger. The catch is she’s never had children. Plunged into a world of insanity every mother faces, she must learn to cope as her lies build upon one another. A sexy ex comes into the picture, forcing her to choose between him or the job and a handsome ‘keeper’ of a coworker. It can’t last forever.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Cleo continues, “Most of our team work freelance from home or part-time in the office. You met Angelique in admin before. There’s also Bethany in accounts, who makes girly accessories for the site under her own label, and Topaz, who helps with packaging and postage. Oh, and Noah, of course, our webmaster—”&lt;br /&gt;
A deep male voice, behind me, cuts in. “My ears are burning.”&lt;br /&gt;
I swing around and my heart gets a jumpstart. The guy in question is not your garden-variety, weedy IT type. More like a young John Corbett, with mid-length, wavy, brown hair, sea-green eyes and a tall, well-built figure, clad in a fitted, charcoal tee and faded jeans.&lt;br /&gt;
Noah extends a hand toward me. I feel the warmth of his hand enclosing mine, before I remember mine’s Oompa Loompa colored. He smells of manliness and soap. Mommy blogging suddenly got a whole lot more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;
“Hey,” he drawls.&lt;br /&gt;
“Hi, I’m...Stella.” Yup, just forgot my name.&lt;br /&gt;
Noah’s gaze lingers on mine. “You're our new girl then?”&lt;br /&gt;
“Apparently.”&lt;br /&gt;
He nods slowly, as though sizing me up. “You’ll fit right in.”&lt;br /&gt;
“Oh, thanks,” I manage, but my mind screams: What’s that mean? That he could see me donning maternity jeans or possibly that I look like a MILF? Or worse, a GILF? (A Grandmother I’d Like To...)&lt;br /&gt;
“Look forward to seeing you at the next meeting,” Noah says, dropping my hand. Darn.
“Meeting?” I ask mildly as Noah strides away.&lt;br /&gt;
There were meetings? I had imagined being a faceless blogger, squirreling away in tracky-dacks in my home office, laughing to myself, while re-runs of Sex and the City played in the background.
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Looks like both a humorous and sexy read!&lt;br /&gt;
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Today's guest is Jenna Jaxon, author of &lt;u&gt;Only Scandal Will Do&lt;/u&gt;. Jenna Jaxon is a multi-published author of historical and contemporary romance who has been reading and writing historical romance since she was a teenager.  A romantic herself, Jenna has always loved a dark side to the genre, a twist, suspense, a surprise.  She tries to incorporate all of these elements into her own writing. &lt;br /&gt;
Jenna lives in Virginia with her family and a small menagerie of pets.  When not reading or writing, she indulges her passion for the theatre, working with local theatres as a director.  She often feels she is directing her characters on their own private stage. &lt;br /&gt;
She has equated her writing to an addiction to chocolate, because once she starts she just can’t stop.
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There is magic in the book world.  At least, I consider it magic.&lt;br /&gt;
My recently released romance novel, Only Scandal Will Do, has gone through the extremely tough process of writing, editing, cover designing, publishing and promoting - necessary steps to a fantastic product that will reach the targeted audience.  Hard work?  Extremely.  Fun?  Not always, though very rewarding. And as part of that reward, I’ve been blessed with a bit of the magic that I’ve dreamed about since I began seeking publication.&lt;br /&gt;
Only Scandal Will Do has its own book trailer.&lt;br /&gt;
Some people may not think that’s a big deal, but being in theatre as well as a romance writer, I understand how valuable it is for audiences to be able to see the vision you have of your book. The book trailer is that very opportunity.  Yes, in our writing we are admonished to “show, not tell,” which we do with varying levels of success.  But nothing can take the place of the visual experience of a story unfolding before you with colorful images and stirring musical accompaniment.  We live in a world that bombards us with television, movies, video games, and music videos.  And while the written word is still one of our favorite forms of entertainment, we still thrill to see books we love come to life on the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;
And while that is not going to happen on a big scale for most of us authors, we can experience that magic on a small scale--with a book trailer.&lt;br /&gt;
I had the great good fortune to win the lottery--not for mega millions, but for a book trailer.  The fantastically talented Danielle Fine Tweeted one day that the next two people to Tweet her back would receive a free book trailer.  Guess who was one of those lucky people?&lt;br /&gt;
Thus began an arduous, but so wonderfully rewarding, experience of creating a bit of movie magic--starring my very own hero and heroine from Only Scandal Will Do.  I’d seen some of Danielle’s previous trailers and so I knew mine would be something truly special and magical.  We talked, via email, and I gave her some ideas about what I was looking for, filled out her questionnaire, and got to work squeezing my 93K novel down into 56 words and 13 images—one was repeated as a theme several times and one (the final image) was the novel’s cover.&lt;br /&gt;
The magic is that those few words and images captured the novel’s plot, mood, and intensity perfectly.  The soundtrack, music by Kevin McLeod titled “Five Armies” is also absolutely ideal for the trailer.  To sing Danielle’s praises once more, the only suggestion I had for her was that the music should have the same sound as the soundtrack to Pirates of the Caribbean. That was apparently enough feedback for her to find the perfect score.  And her timing of images to music is flawless.  I may be biased, but to me it’s mesmerizing.&lt;br /&gt;
As a promotional tool (which is its ultimate purpose), the trailer has been effective.  It hasn’t had as many views on YouTube as I’d like (I think a million views would be nice LOL), but I’ve heard from people who have watched the trailer and said, “That made me want to buy the book.”&lt;br /&gt;
And that is probably the best magic of all.&lt;br /&gt;
Here’s the link to my trailer for Only Scandal Will Do.  Take a look and experience the magic!&lt;br /&gt;
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Thank you so much for coming, Jenna! The trailer is great!&lt;br /&gt;
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Today's guest is Tory Michaels, author of two books in the Dream-Walker War series, &lt;u&gt;Blood Rage&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;u&gt;Blood Mage Rising&lt;/u&gt;. Originally from the Sacramento Valley, Tory packed up and moved all the way to Southwest Florida in 2004 with her husband (a Florida native) under the premise that ‘hurricanes almost never hit that part of the state.’ That year, 4 blasted the area. 4 more came the following year, and her husband blames her for bringing the hurricanes. She now resides in Jacksonville and is relieved that, thus far, no more hurricanes have followed her around.&lt;br /&gt;
She began writing in kindergarten when a turnip wished to be human and, other than a hiatus shortly after getting married, has never stopped. Her love of vampires began somewhere in junior high, and combining the two loves didn’t take long. She loves music, considers herself a ‘book slut’ whose reading habits would break her family financially if given free reign, and is (usually) delighted to be a mommy of twin Shrimpettes and a Shrimp.&lt;br /&gt;
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First, let me say thank you for having me on your blog today. I liked your topic suggestions so much (why vampires or how did I pick my setting), that I’m going to combine them! &lt;br /&gt;
My Dream-Walker War (two books out with one almost done and the fourth/final one in the planning stages) takes place primarily in South/Southwest Florida (Tampa and Fort Myers). You might think that’s an odd place to put a bunch of vampires, but…not really, if you think about it. If you put them in somewhere like Washington State, you’ve got those super long days during the summer. Sure, you get nice long nights in the winter, but it’s still a pain. In Florida, and other more globally central locations, there’s far less of a seasonal shift as to length of day. So, to my mind, it’s logical that they’d cluster in Florida despite the frequency of rainy days. &lt;br /&gt;
Now, as to why I write about vampires. I’ve been fascinated by the supernatural my entire life. I remember loving the show Dracula: the Series when I was 16 (short-lived sit-com, believe it or not), and the Ben Cross incarnation of Dark Shadows (cut after a single season, which cutting I firmly blame on the first invasion of Iraq). But I look at the undead and see more than the broody/sulky vamps (a la the Angels and Edwards of the world) or evil, soul-less creatures (Angelus and innumerable other purely evil critters). I don’t get why they must lose their souls upon conversion to vampirism (yes, I know the mythology behind vampires). So, I decided to write about vampires who really aren’t that much different than humans. They’re who they were in life, just with really long life-spans and a liquid diet.&lt;br /&gt;
My fascination with vampires comes from the ageless/immortal factor. Being immortal seems like a pretty good deal, doesn’t it? Can you imagine the things people would see if they could live longer than our puny 60-100 years? Heck, just a century ago, we were toddling along in the first cars, no internet and movies weren’t even that huge yet. And now, here we are with instantaneous access to movies at home, easy communication from almost anywhere in the world, and we can go from New York to Japan in under a day (assuming you get the good connecting flights). What new and wonderful things are going to change in the next hundred years? Or how about a thousand?&lt;br /&gt;
The main male characters (I hesitate to call both of them “heroes” given one is a sociopath) of my books are 1200 and 1000 years old, respectively. One came from Viking society, the other from Celtic. Imagine the changes they’ve seen? Heck, even my heroines aren’t that young (one’s 200, the other 250). I don’t see why a 1000+ y/o vampire would prefer a fresh, young human over a woman who’s been around for a couple hundred years. Granted, Anthony and Dara (Blood Rage) met while Dara was still human, but they didn’t make a real go of things until she was close to her two-century mark. 
I just like the freedom you’d get after seeing and doing so much. So that’s why vampires.&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks for having me here and hope I haven’t bored you. Have a great week!
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&lt;b&gt;Book Details&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/7137327-enclave"&gt;Enclave&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By Ann Aguirre&lt;br /&gt;
Genre: Young Adult&lt;br /&gt;
Published April 2011, Feiwel &amp;amp; Friends&lt;br /&gt;
Hardback, 259 pages&lt;br /&gt;
ISBN: 9780312650087&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; In Deuce’s world, people earn the right to a name only if they survive their first fifteen years. By that point, each unnamed ‘brat’ has trained into one of three groups–Breeders, Builders, or Hunters, identifiable by the number of scars they bear on their arms. Deuce has wanted to be a Huntress for as long as she can remember.&lt;br /&gt;
As a Huntress, her purpose is clear—to brave the dangerous tunnels outside the enclave and bring back meat to feed the group while evading ferocious monsters known as Freaks. She’s worked toward this goal her whole life, and nothing’s going to stop her, not even a beautiful, brooding Hunter named Fade. When the mysterious boy becomes her partner, Deuce’s troubles are just beginning.&lt;br /&gt;
Down below, deviation from the rules is punished swiftly and harshly, and Fade doesn’t like following orders. At first Deuce thinks he’s crazy, but as death stalks their sanctuary, and it becomes clear the elders don’t always know best, Deuce wonders if Fade might be telling the truth. Her partner confuses her; she’s never known a boy like him before, as prone to touching her gently as using his knives with feral grace.&lt;br /&gt;
As Deuce’s perception shifts, so does the balance in the constant battle for survival. The mindless Freaks, once considered a threat only due to their sheer numbers, show signs of cunning and strategy… but the elders refuse to heed any warnings. Despite imminent disaster, the enclave puts their faith in strictures and sacrifice instead. No matter how she tries, Deuce cannot stem the dark tide that carries her far from the only world she’s ever known.
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This book is less dystopia and more post-apocalypse, with zombies thrown in - though they are never given that name. Though the plot focused solely on Deuce's life inside and outside the enclave, I was much more curious about the details of the world that Deuce lived in. The answers to these questions were sadly few and far between. It quickly became apparent that it was not in Deuce's nature to be inquisitive, and I was often distracted from Deuce's single-mindedness to be a Huntress. Deuce's two closest friends come from the other two groups, but little is told about these groups or the members that populated them. I was especially curious about Deuce's Breeder friend, who fathered a baby boy, but he is unfortunately removed from the plot before much development could occur.&lt;br /&gt;
Many loose threads are pushed aside to make way for the character of Fade, and Deuce's relationship with him. I saw much potential in Fade's character because of the potential of his backstory, but the possibilities of what he could accomplish in the enclave are wasted. In the end, despite the title of the book, the plot seems to be more about what happens Topside than saving or reforming the enclave. Plus, I know little more about the Freaks (zombies) than I did when I started the book. While the book brimmed with potential, much of the characters' potential was unrealized, and the book ended with too many loose ends and unanswered questions. While I typically love YA literature, I think this book was too juvenile for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Cover&lt;/b&gt;: The cover is both mysterious and creepy, especially with that hand coming out of the corner, which hints at the rabid creatures hidden within the pages of the book. While creepy is not always my thing, this works.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;First Line&lt;/b&gt;: "I was born during the second holocaust."&lt;br /&gt;
What a shocking way to open a book - and immediately I have all kinds of questions regarding this second holocaust.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Favorite Quote&lt;/b&gt;: "Instead I'm here, where day by day, I don't know if I'll have food to eat or a place to sleep, if I'll wake up with something trying to kill me. It's hard. And it will get harder, the farther we get from known territory. We have no idea what's out there. None. And either you're ready to start over... or you're not. No more of this. If I didn't let go of what I've lost, I'd go crazy. I suggest you do the same."&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/6131786-the-virgin-cure"&gt;The Virgin Cure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By Ami McKay&lt;br /&gt;
Genre: Fiction&lt;br /&gt;
Published 2011, Random House&lt;br /&gt;
Paperback, 354 pages&lt;br /&gt;
ISBN: 9780676979572&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Following in the footsteps of The Birth House, her powerful debut novel, The Virgin Cure secures Ami McKay's place as one of our most beguiling storytellers. (Not that it has to… that is pretty much taken care of!)&lt;br /&gt;
"I am Moth, a girl from the lowest part of Chrystie Street, born to a slum-house mystic and the man who broke her heart." So begins The Virgin Cure, a novel set in the tenements of lower Manhattan in the year 1871. As a young child, Moth's father smiled, tipped his hat and walked away from his wife and daughter forever, and Moth has never stopped imagining that one day they may be reunited – despite knowing in her heart what he chose over them. Her hard mother is barely making a living with her fortune-telling, sometimes for well-heeled clients, yet Moth is all too aware of how she really pays the rent.&lt;br /&gt;
Life would be so much better, Moth knows, if fortune had gone the other way - if only she'd had the luxury of a good family and some station in life. The young Moth spends her days wandering the streets of her own and better neighbourhoods, imagining what days are like for the wealthy women whose grand yet forbidding gardens she slips through when no one's looking. Yet every night Moth must return to the disease- and grief-ridden tenements she calls home.&lt;br /&gt;
The summer Moth turns twelve, her mother puts a halt to her explorations by selling her boots to a local vendor, convinced that Moth was planning to run away. Wanting to make the most of her every asset, she also sells Moth to a wealthy woman as a servant, with no intention of ever seeing her again.&lt;br /&gt;
These betrayals lead Moth to the wild, murky world of the Bowery, filled with house-thieves, pickpockets, beggars, sideshow freaks and prostitutes, but also a locale frequented by New York's social elite. Their patronage supports the shadowy undersphere, where businesses can flourish if they truly understand the importance of wealth and social standing - and of keeping secrets. In that world Moth meets Miss Everett, the owner of a brothel simply known as an "infant school." There Moth finds the orderly solace she has always wanted, and begins to imagine herself embarking upon a new path.&lt;br /&gt;
Yet salvation does not come without its price: Miss Everett caters to gentlemen who pay dearly for companions who are "willing and clean," and the most desirable of them all are young virgins like Moth. That's not the worst of the situation, though. In a time and place where mysterious illnesses ravage those who haven't been cautious, no matter their social station, diseased men yearn for a "virgin cure" - thinking that deflowering a "fresh maid" can heal the incurable and tainted.&lt;br /&gt;
Through the friendship of Dr. Sadie, a female physician who works to help young women like her, Moth learns to question and observe the world around her. Moth's new friends are falling prey to fates both expected and forced upon them, yet she knows the law will not protect her, and that polite society ignores her. Still she dreams of answering to no one but herself. There's a high price for such independence, though, and no one knows that better than a girl from Chrystie Street.
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I loved Ami McKay's first book, &lt;u&gt;The Birth House&lt;/u&gt;, so I was eager to read this one without even knowing the synopsis. This book did not really live up to the quality of the first book, but I did still enjoy it. While the title conveys the idea that the focus of the book is this social problem of the myth of the "virgin cure", in reality the book was really about the life of the main character, Moth. The virgin cure only plays a part in two small events, and serves better as a footnote to Moth's life.&lt;br /&gt;
Moth is quite an interesting girl from the start, having the maturity of a much older person as she deals with her mother's methods of making money along with her drinking habits, even as she finds her own ways of survival. Despite being of such a young age, she is aware of the struggles of the people around her and knows enough to recognize what a better life would look like for herself - even beyond the trappings of wealth. While sold by her own mother for the price of a sack of coins, Moth still longs to impress her and return to her. From there, she encounters one horror after another, many hidden behind a veneer of wealth and privilege. Her desires propel her to take on a different name in an effort to change her very identity into the kind of person she longs to be.&lt;br /&gt;
Dr. Sadie's intervention into Moth's life provides a nice contrast to what Moth lived with day-to-day. As McKay's original protagonist, she provided another appealing way of life other than one of wealth and privilege. Her journal entries in the book also showed how Moth appeared to others. Despite the struggles that Dr. Sadie endured as a female physician, I liked the part she played in Moth's life and the things she showed Moth.&lt;br /&gt;
As for the format of the book, I found it a bit strange sometimes. The pages often held side notes that had little to do with the plot, and were better at serving as distractions, plus chapters often began with poems or quotes that were vague at best and required some intelligent&amp;nbsp;deciphering&amp;nbsp;to figure out how they contributed to the book. The journal entries of Dr. Sadie that peppered the book held the most valuable writing, as it fit in with the timeline of the plot. I think the book would have fared better with less distractions, more plotting, and a better title.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Cover&lt;/b&gt;: I liked the cover for the picture of the main character, as well as the moths that littered the cover, but I did not care for the title. I did not feel that the title adequately conveyed the main plot.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;First Line&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;"I am Moth, a girl from the lowest part of Chrystie Street, born to a slum-house mystic and the man who broke her heart."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This is a very&amp;nbsp;succinct opening line, as it does a good job of summing up the main character.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Favorite Quote&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;"I don't want to belong to anyone."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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minor in Classical Studies from NC State University. She has extensive
freelance editing experience, and teaches various fiction writing classes at a
local college. She is an Associate Editor with Entangled Publishing. In
addition to editing, Kerry writes science fiction, romantic fantasy, and
paranormal romance.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kerry is here today to talk about inspiration. Take it away, Kerry!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwGIfGoKzPl557sNIz2yCpdtE5O_Q7Vr1IPvSZtzIiXLudP6cLqsupcBRYqi2KkG2gk6s8bWen9-OweIOmU0P1XxYRii15GmHrNUqwZs9InjpxILMR_G8BKfdXO42Fz4xunaC5MWo817xx/s1600/Druid+Mine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwGIfGoKzPl557sNIz2yCpdtE5O_Q7Vr1IPvSZtzIiXLudP6cLqsupcBRYqi2KkG2gk6s8bWen9-OweIOmU0P1XxYRii15GmHrNUqwZs9InjpxILMR_G8BKfdXO42Fz4xunaC5MWo817xx/s200/Druid+Mine.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Where does inspiration come from? Have you ever wondered? Jonah Lehrer (neuroscientist who wrote the book Imagine) says, “…these moments emanate from a certain part of the brain. Creativity corresponds to a steady rhythm of alpha waves emanating from the brain’s right hemisphere. And that is stimulated by relaxation.”
Relaxation? I can do that (well, sort of). I definitely get my best ideas right before I fall asleep, or in the shower, or driving my little convertible. If I *try* to have an idea, my brain just shuts down.&lt;br /&gt;
Don’t you wonder where all the idea-getters are getting their inspiration? Are they more relaxed than the rest of us? Do they take ten showers a day? I mean, come on, whoever invented the Snuggie is a genius (not really).&lt;br /&gt;
And does this method of relaxing so that Alpha waves predominate also work for scientists? Architects? Should the best companies have spas on-site so that the employees can go relax and have million-dollar ideas?&lt;br /&gt;
It’s definitely important to think and plan—even when not relaxed—but I am thinking a hammock on a nice beach somewhere would be a great place to be inspired.  I wonder if I could write it off on my taxes?&lt;br /&gt;
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I've never really self-examined where I get inspiration from - possibly dreams, or things I've seen while web-surfing, or even just waiting for the images to come while daydreaming, not having much time for the latter. I find the ideas often come faster when I am under pressure!&lt;br /&gt;
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Today's guest is Lillian Grant, author of &lt;u&gt;Go With the Flo&lt;/u&gt;. Here is a blurb about her new book:&lt;br /&gt;
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When Florence notices her eccentric ex-boyfriend, Eddie, isn't putting on his usual show in the front window on Friday night she decides to investigate.  She asks her best friend, Nelson Tyler, to help but he seems more interested in seducing Florence than in finding her personal flasher. Florence has no idea when she embarks on the adventure she will accidentally shoot an undercover policeman, or that her actions will lead to Nelson's kidnapping.  Now with two men missing she has no choice but to continue and thwart the plans of a psychotic soon to be divorcee.  She needs to rescue Nelson because life without him is unbearable, especially since she's discovered his long sensitive fingers are far more erotic than scissorhands.
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I don’t know about you but I love to read books with bad boys that ride motorbikes.  There is something sexy about a man with something hard throbbing between his thighs.  Maybe it’s the idea of taming the beast within or, as one of my heroines says, riding on the back of a motorbike is the closest thing to sex you can get with your clothes on.  I grew up on the back of a bike. From the time I could wrap my little arms around the waist of my uncle I rode pillion. My helmet was bigger than I was and back in the day the thought that a child might not belong on the back of a bike hadn’t really been considered.  So, I know the reality of riding a bike is a long way from the fantasy and yet I have written more than one book with a bike riding bad boy hero.&lt;br /&gt;
In my latest story, Go With the Flo, my heroine is the sort of girl to jump into any situation without considering the consequences. Fortunately for her bad boy Nelson is her best friend and is ready to ride to her rescue.  He may not say much and she may have no idea how he really feels about her, despite the kiss they shared under the mistletoe at her grandmothers Christmas in July party, but when she decides to play amateur detective Nelson is the one person she knows she can rely on.  When her quest to find her missing ex-boyfriend and personal flasher leads to Nelson being snatched it is Florence who has to ride the bike and rescue the man who she finally realizes is so much more than a friend. So, does that mean as well as a bad boy hero I have a bad girl heroine?  I am sure Nelson hopes so.
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While motorbikes will never be my thing, I do understand the appeal of bad boys. Thank you for stopping by, Lillian!&lt;br /&gt;
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Today I am spotlighting the book &lt;u&gt;Descendants&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Andrew Katz. Here is the blurb:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Knights are dead and gone since the days of Camelot. The ancient battles pitting sword and shield against one another are just a distant memory, one that very few even give validity, and that’s exactly how it should be. I mean honestly, if people knew half of what really went on in the shadows and under the bed they’d probably wind up institutionalized.&lt;br /&gt;
Luckily, that’s where people like me come in. I’m a Knight. That’s right, an armor-clad, sword-wielding powerhouse of old, with all the powers and responsibilities that come with that position. We’re not all gone, but unfortunately, trouble is brewing in the Kingdom hidden in North America… and it’s kind of my fault. I killed a bunch of gnomes, which in turn pissed off some trolls. Now they’re trying to kill me and start a war with all of humanity. And all while an ancient evil is awakening to try and block my path at every turn.
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Andrew Katz is a young, up and coming author from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. His novel, “Descendants”, is his first full length work. Action, adventure, and a healthy dose of sarcasm are staples of his writing. He has also published a short story in the anthology “Dark Light”, centering on the same protagonist as his novel. Andrew loves music, reading, his dog George, and relaxing in the sun. He may not be the most exciting person, but he makes up for it with imagination and unpredictability.&lt;br /&gt;
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This sounds like a fascinating read!&lt;br /&gt;
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Today's guest is Monique O'Conner James, author of &lt;u&gt;Becoming Jolie&lt;/u&gt;. Monique is the mother of two beautiful children and lives in a small community outside of Baton Rouge, Louisiana. She currently works full time as an insurance agent, but her favorite jobs are mother, wife, and author. On her ninth birthday, her mother bought her a journal and said, "Write whatever you want. Just write." And so, a love affair with words was born.&lt;br /&gt;
She wrote poetry and short stories in high school and college, until 1993 when her mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. After her mother's death in 1998, deep in depression, she found herself unable to write. Nine years passed, and only on rare occasion did she attempt to write. Finally in 2007, under the urging of   friends, she sat down and pecked out her first novel. It was raw and unpolished, but the process had been unquestionably cathartic.&lt;br /&gt;
The next three years were spent filling her hard drive with seven complete manuscripts. At the beginning   of 2011, Monique decided it was time to edit the work and share it with the world. She hopes you enjoy the ramblings of a truly southern girl raised in a state rich with heritage and love.&lt;br /&gt;
In June of 2011 her first book, The Keepers, was published by Astraea Press and it has been a world wind of excitement ever since.  Please check out her website and feel free to contact her at any time via her email, facebook, or twitter.
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So lovely to meet an author from my home state! Take it away, Monique!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Thank you so much for having me on your blog today!  We are all influenced by the things that surround us every day.  I thought I’d share with you 8 parts of me and my personality that show up in my writing!&lt;br /&gt;
1.   I married and am still in love with my high school sweetheart – Most of the heroes in my novels are extremely loving and protective of the heroines.&lt;br /&gt;
2. I lost my mother to breast cancer - I’m always trying to bring back the dead in my books!&lt;br /&gt;
3. I love muscle cars – there is one in almost every story.&lt;br /&gt;
4. I adore all things Louisiana – My settings become almost like another character because of my passion for the state.&lt;br /&gt;
5. I’ve had nightmares since I was a child – a lot of my characters work through their problems in their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;
6. I have migraines – I’ve noticed many of my characters do too!&lt;br /&gt;
7. I’m always for the underdog – most of my characters are flawed, but there is something redeeming even about my villains (except for in Becoming Jolie, perhaps!)&lt;br /&gt;
8. I love music – there is usually a shout out to a band I like in each book.&lt;br /&gt;
Its fun to analyze our favorite writer’s personalities based on what they write.  If you notice any other themes in my writing let me know!&lt;br /&gt;
Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;
Monique O’Connor James&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Thank you again for stopping by!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Book Details&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/6093337-thorn-queen"&gt;Thorn Queen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By Richelle Mead&lt;br /&gt;
Genre: Fantasy&lt;br /&gt;
Published August 2009, Zebra Books&lt;br /&gt;
Paperback, 374 pages&lt;br /&gt;
ISBN: 9781420100976&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Synopsis&lt;/b&gt;:
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Eugenie Markham is a shaman for hire, paid to bind and banish creatures from the Otherworld. But after her last battle, she's also become queen of the Thorn Land. It's hardly an envious life, not with her kingdom in tatters, her love life in chaos, and Eugenie eager to avoid the prophecy about her firstborn destroying mankind. And now young girls are disappearing from the Otherworld, and no one--except Eugenie--seems willing to find out why.&lt;br /&gt;
Eugenie has spilled plenty of fey blood in her time, but this enemy is shrewd, subtle, and nursing a very personal grudge. And the men in her life aren't making things any easier. Her boyfriend Kiyo is preoccupied with his pregnant ex, and sexy fey king Dorian always poses a dangerous distraction. With or without their help, Eugenie must venture deep into the Otherworld and trust in an unpredictable power she can barely control. Reluctant queen or not, Eugenie has sworn to do her duty--even if it means facing the darkest--and deadliest--side of her nature. . . &lt;/blockquote&gt;
I liked this book more than the first in the series, &lt;u&gt;Storm Born&lt;/u&gt;, simply because the complaints I had about the first book were answered to in this one. I thought that Dorian was by far a better match for Eugenie than Kiyo, and really, Kiyo just becomes a major wimp in this book. Even his ability in the bedroom is shown up by Eugenie's mere memories of Dorian - and that's just sad.&lt;br /&gt;
The second complaint I had in the first book is also answered for - but definitely not in a good way, as it was about how Richelle Mead wrote Eugenie's reactions to the multiple rape attempts made on her. This book took things much further and really drew an emotional reaction from me. I really hope that the next two books don't revisit this issue. Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;
Dorian is nearly perfect in every way in this book, answering to Eugenie's many sensitivities and internal struggles, as well as exacting justice when Kiyo was too cowardly to do the deed. Honestly, I'm at the point where if Dorian says to do it, Eugenie should do it. After all, I loved that Dorian tricked Eugenie into claiming Aeson's kingdom, as she genuinely cares about and wants to help her people just as much as she would want to in the human world.&lt;br /&gt;
Oh yes, and some of the other quirks of this plot were quite enjoyable, such as watching Eugenie gain greater access to her storm abilities, as well as her angsty half-sister Jasmine coming to her aid at the end. I look forward to reading the next installment, &lt;u&gt;Iron Crowned&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Cover&lt;/b&gt;: Honestly, I wanted to see Eugenie in one of the typical gentry gowns, instead of her fighting leathers. Other than that, the desert with the castle is great and helps me to imagine her desert kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;First Line&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;"Sad fact: lots of kids know how to use knives and guns."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
While a strange way to begin a book, it is arresting and pulls me in to the plot.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Favorite Quote&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;"You have no idea what love is.”
“Oh, I do. I know that it’s the best high and the worst hurt all at the same time—not to mention confusing as hell.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Book Details&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/9463960-veiled-rose"&gt;Veiled Rose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By Anne Elisabeth Stengl&lt;br /&gt;
Genre: Christian Fiction&lt;br /&gt;
Published 2011, Bethany House Publishers&lt;br /&gt;
Paperback, 375 pages&lt;br /&gt;
ISBN: 9780764207822&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Synopsis&lt;/b&gt;:
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Rose Red trusts no one with her secret. She hides in the forest, her face veiled in rags, shunning the company of all save her old father and her nanny goat. Her life is bleak and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;
Until she meets a privileged young man sent to spend his summer in the mountains. Leo, a lonely lad, befriends Rose Red, and together they begin hunting for the Mountain Monster which, rumor says, stalks these lands.&lt;br /&gt;
But the hunt which began as a game holds greater risk than Leo supposes. Rose Red can scarcely guess at the consequences should he insist on continuing his search. Dare she trust him with her secret? Or tell him what dwells at the top of the mountain in the cave only she can find?&lt;br /&gt;
Above all, when Leo asks Rose Red to leave the mountain and follow him to the low country, dare she agree and risk the wrath of a Monster that is all too real?
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I am always a fan of fairy re-tellings, even if it is for a fairy tale I am not actually familiar with, as that of Rose Red. It took me awhile, but I also gathered that the book is a kind of Christian allegory, and parts remind me of &lt;u&gt;Pilgrim's Progress&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;by John Bunyan.&lt;br /&gt;
Rose Red is by far the most intriguing character, as her birth is&amp;nbsp;shrouded&amp;nbsp;in mystery, her friends are animals with voices, and she cloaks herself in veils and layers to hide even the smallest scrap of skin from any prying eyes - including her own. The shame she bears for her own appearance is so great that her very existence is surrounded by grand tales of monsters and demons told by all of the local villagers, yet she bears a strength much greater than she appears to possess and she has a kind of magic that allows her to walk the secret Paths and face down death in all its forms. Even at the end of the book, I could not fully grasp who or what she is.&lt;br /&gt;
Leo manages to find and befriend Rose Red in boyhood, but he has a burden of his own as Prince Lionheart of Southlands, destined to become King. Leo knows his responsibilities, but he secretly just wants a friend and to make people laugh as a court jester. &amp;nbsp;These polar opposites manage to pull him across the world again and again as he struggles with the simple question, &lt;i&gt;"What do you want?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Many other characters litter the pages of the book, which was at times confusing as I attempted to deduce which creature or character was on the side of good or evil, such as the Dragon - which became apparent at its occupation of Southlands. As an allegory for Christianity, some characters were clear - such as the Prince, but others were murkier, such as the Lady.&lt;br /&gt;
The structure of the book itself was off-putting for me. The book is divided into five parts, with chapters in each part, but in between each part a vague sense of time has passed, so that the reader cannot pick up where the last chapter left off. At each break, I would get the feeling that the plot was picking up, only to be let down that the climactic moments have been glossed over. I also really disliked the ending. Certain things are expected of classic fairy tales, and none of this was included in the ending of this book. Perhaps the author was aiming for something more "realistic" or to simply get the reader to continue the series, but loose endings this big make me feel like I wasted my time reading the book, only to get no satisfaction at the finale.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Cover&lt;/b&gt;:I love all of the details in cover while still maintaining some mystery. I was so intrigued by the cover that I kept returning to it while I read the book.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;First Line&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;"Hill House, though abandoned, had remained unscathed during the years of the Dragon's occupation."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, that sentence is just filled with questions - what is Hill House, what is the Dragon, and what occupation? Of course, I had to keep reading.&lt;br /&gt;
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