<?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:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" 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-3884813691327716608</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2026 21:00:38 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Grateful Writer</title><description>The Blog of Writer Sandra Warren</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>The Blog of Writer Sandra Warren</itunes:subtitle><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-4260776761905997429</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2026 10:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-03-27T17:09:09.972-04:00</atom:updated><title>An Interview With Blogger, Author Joan Y. Edwards</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;One of the greatest pleasures of being an author is meeting others in the field. I met &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Joan+Y.+Edwards&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;Joan Y. Edwards&lt;/a&gt; years ago, shortly after moving to North Carolina, at a Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators (SCBWI) conference. We both attended to become inspired, motivated and learn from agents, editors, publishers and even other children's authors. There is so much to learn about writing for children.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3j6BKVvu9CQDwEsYSJH30jTWB-i0wEl26ZE5CbpFI9yAQXLTqHPbfQ48fiS_pB6EnM5FW6gKJjcm6Y2pavCOG9q8D5eauv-WXJ7l6RdOBIcBO9H2pkGmhd1k6Up0VMJ1tvku6pGeQuYnrH8jUiSlxX7qdFt-oZDzSYPKNvR9BAk3Hndwc467Qwq1Gd_pK/s421/Flip-Flap-Floodle-cover-300-res-300x420-pixels.webp" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="421" data-original-width="300" height="189" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3j6BKVvu9CQDwEsYSJH30jTWB-i0wEl26ZE5CbpFI9yAQXLTqHPbfQ48fiS_pB6EnM5FW6gKJjcm6Y2pavCOG9q8D5eauv-WXJ7l6RdOBIcBO9H2pkGmhd1k6Up0VMJ1tvku6pGeQuYnrH8jUiSlxX7qdFt-oZDzSYPKNvR9BAk3Hndwc467Qwq1Gd_pK/w134-h189/Flip-Flap-Floodle-cover-300-res-300x420-pixels.webp" width="134" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we met, Joan had already published a children's book titled,&lt;i&gt; &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Flip+Flap+Floodle&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;Flip Flap Floodle&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;about a light-hearted duck who thought the song he could play on his flute would keep him safe from Mr. Fox! You can just imagine how well that worked out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Writers write for different reasons and although Joan's first love was writing for children, she likes to dabble in other genres such as poetry, screenwriting, scriptwriting, early grade and middle grade fiction and romance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Joan was one of the first writers I knew who had a Blog. Throughout the years her blog became known for great writing tips, publishing tips, sharing the sucess of other authors, inspirational and motivational ideas and always ended with positive feel-good thoughts. Her blog afforded her the opportunity to try out her many interests, growing an audience that today numbers nearly three-quarters of a million readers!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_YeeZ7lvdD4Nyz80ZM4gYOS7pnSfYp5OKUqEF6PAhtg1by6X6YhmmCU__DFp35WnNNIWWIsWb_LbSHpu0ugNlpBgEPCwCZUnQ96Reh-mi7RdAouiZoaugeUMZOn8LOkxzmprejBBFhb55xgCEeCDDWVSYjQLg7TTYKruX-GjJLC86UTYdBggm77XpXmcP/s1024/smaller-cover-joans-elder-care-guide-by-aidana-willowraven-1.webp" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="666" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_YeeZ7lvdD4Nyz80ZM4gYOS7pnSfYp5OKUqEF6PAhtg1by6X6YhmmCU__DFp35WnNNIWWIsWb_LbSHpu0ugNlpBgEPCwCZUnQ96Reh-mi7RdAouiZoaugeUMZOn8LOkxzmprejBBFhb55xgCEeCDDWVSYjQLg7TTYKruX-GjJLC86UTYdBggm77XpXmcP/w157-h241/smaller-cover-joans-elder-care-guide-by-aidana-willowraven-1.webp" width="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In 2016, after years of taking care of her mother, Joan felt her experiences, both good and not so good, could give other &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=caregiver+inspiration+and+motivation&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;caregivers&lt;/a&gt; inspiration and motivation to help get them through the day-to-day challenges they were facing. She felt they needed to be reminded to take care of themselves. Caregiving is one of many life experiences you don't realize how difficult it can be until you're in the thick of it. Joan "has a strong desire to share information to make it easier for others to take care of their parents than it was for her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfqGfDeNVhzZNU9ikjPFJeGZQtOBJLvNFvMjQNY6qhyphenhyphenRRL5_-WBcAzBgFXTTTE4Hq23vWGqEMO2iv5v_q1uSNGeaMSaVqwoLGCKK9KRZAywj9aICYmJFs6IaJpOHsPyN8BuxOn7HbyBhSBz8KzXUfKBsmTxQEdQuVafkK0R5AxiolHSZo_FDdgv58vQ388/s500/02-10-2026-JPG-Final-Ebook-Cover-The-Day-I-Turned-My-Brother-into-a-Monkey-scaled.webp" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="339" height="264" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfqGfDeNVhzZNU9ikjPFJeGZQtOBJLvNFvMjQNY6qhyphenhyphenRRL5_-WBcAzBgFXTTTE4Hq23vWGqEMO2iv5v_q1uSNGeaMSaVqwoLGCKK9KRZAywj9aICYmJFs6IaJpOHsPyN8BuxOn7HbyBhSBz8KzXUfKBsmTxQEdQuVafkK0R5AxiolHSZo_FDdgv58vQ388/w180-h264/02-10-2026-JPG-Final-Ebook-Cover-The-Day-I-Turned-My-Brother-into-a-Monkey-scaled.webp" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Joan has two books, hot off the press, for children. The first has an intriquing title, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=The+Day+I+Turned+My+Brother+Into+A+Monkey+book&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;The Day I Turned My Brother Into A Monkey&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;I couldn't resist asking&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Joan about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Joan, did the inspiration for this story come from a pesky sibling who badgered you when you were young or stories you heard from your students when you taught?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Yes, this story came from my pesky siblings. I am sure I was equally pesky. I had 3. An older sister, a younger brother, and a younger sister. In teaching I taught two sets of twins and learned from watching them interact. I also did a lot of babysitting for families where I got to watch&amp;nbsp; &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=define+sibling+rivalry&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;sibling rivalry&lt;/a&gt; in action."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What age child or grade level student do you see enjoying this book?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"I think children in kindergarten through fourth grade will especially enjoy it. Adults enjoy it, too. It is a fun read-aloud for families, librarians, and classroom teachers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Did you write this as a chapter book or an easy reader?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"I wrote it as a chapter book similar to &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Junie+B+Jones+series&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;Junie B Jones&lt;/a&gt;, but I wanted whole page illustrations in color rather than miniature black and white. I also thought having larger text was a way to leap from picture book to chapter book."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. If this book were to be traditionally published, you'd have no say in choosing the illustrator or be able to share what you envision. But, since you were self-publishing, you were able to choose your illustrator. Where did you find your illustrator?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"A friend of mine had used illustrators from &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Fiverr.com+marketplace&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;Fiverr.com marketplace&lt;/a&gt;. So, I went to the website and looked up illustrators for children's books. I found 5 that I liked their style and their pricing for one illustration. I carefully checked reviews. I wrote each one to get a quote and to see if they were interested. I chose &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Ecaterina+Leascenco+illustrator&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;Ecaterina Leascenco&lt;/a&gt;, known as &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Tincuta+illustrator&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;Tincuta&lt;/a&gt; on Fiverr, because she resonated most with my inner spirit, the sense of fun she created in her portfolio, and my pocketbook. After our agreement...I sent her the story."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. What kind of instructions did you give Tincuta?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"I told her I needed an illustration for each chapter and the first chapter illustration would also be used for the cover. I told her 6x9 in size and 300 resolution in jpeg format and in color.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;She gave me a quote for each illustration....I did each illustration separately. She did sketches in black and white first to see if I liked it. When I was happy with it, she sent me a quote for the next one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Joan, I have to say I love the bright colors and the detail in the illustrations. They are very eye-catching. Tincuta did a nice job of capturing the essence of the story, especially the monkey! His eyes give him so much personality. Children are going to love looking at the pictures. Who wouldn't want to turn their little brother into a monkey. I know I would have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh29jsag6kkF6tr1ScLovCGx6zIQp4ehprYVi_5ppp9Eeygmkn_74ahlB5ziWEyRbnvsfzPmeA4hThoUymOI4UgrwBvEVDAqlMMH487y2wE6hddnSW7CEVLZksIYR_t22diIVr9aOEelcm7ieMIQnkE19iFH_Ebp0jlSKM2on7Ipg8GAO9E5Z4MgZDC8Oj_/s500/mini-final-ebook-cover-2x5-Nov-28-2025-The-Golden-Arm.webp" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="313" height="242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh29jsag6kkF6tr1ScLovCGx6zIQp4ehprYVi_5ppp9Eeygmkn_74ahlB5ziWEyRbnvsfzPmeA4hThoUymOI4UgrwBvEVDAqlMMH487y2wE6hddnSW7CEVLZksIYR_t22diIVr9aOEelcm7ieMIQnkE19iFH_Ebp0jlSKM2on7Ipg8GAO9E5Z4MgZDC8Oj_/w151-h242/mini-final-ebook-cover-2x5-Nov-28-2025-The-Golden-Arm.webp" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The second new book hot off the press, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=The+Golden+Arm+book+themes&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;The Golden Arm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, is quite a departure from anything I've seen you write. Why the horror and graphic amputation? You're normally such a sweet, humorus, love'em, positive sort of person. This seems somewhat out of character for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"When I was a teenager, I babysat many children. Some of them loved &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=campfire+spooky+stories&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;spooky stories&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;i&gt;The Golden Arm&lt;/i&gt; was a campfire favorite. The children would huddle close and listen...one step, two steps... anticipating the scary part hugging each other more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"I visited &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=The+Apothecary+Fredericksburg+Virginia&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;The Apothecary&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Fredericksburg+Virginia+history&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;Fredericksburg, Virginia&lt;/a&gt;, where the guide explained that in the 1800's people would come there to get their arms amputated. They would sit you in a chair and lop off your arm! That stuck in my mind that Minerva, poor Minerva, might have had to go through that."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"In life, each of us, at sometime or another, may get carried away with ridiculous dreams, fears, demands, and expectations. It is good when we can see the humor and find a way to accept ourselves and find a way to dig our way out of our problems. A way to survive and be at peace."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Okay Joan, now I understand. This story comes from sitting around a campfire telling scary, often gruesome tales.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Once again the illustrations are so intricate and colorful. But, I see you used a different illustrator. How did you find &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Dazzling+Media+illustration&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;Dazzling Media&lt;/a&gt; and how different was it to work with them? Did they read the story? Did you have them do the illustrations one at a time like you did with your other book?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;The Golden Arm&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;needed illustrations that would be supernatural and have exaggerated detail to bring out both the humor and the seriousness of a story that reflects the trouble we get into when we are trying to control ourselves and/or others. So I chose Dazzling Media on Fiverr Marketplace. Their portfolio online showed me that they could definitely dazzle me. I shared the story with them. I told them I wanted one illustration 6x9 inches, 300 resolution color illustrations for each chapter and that I would choose one for the cover, probably one where &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Minerva+Golden+Arm+illustration&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;Minerva proudly walks through town with her Golden Arm&lt;/a&gt;. They gave me a quote for the whole project.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I believe they did an outstanding job. I wanted the illustrations to be scary, funny, and magical all at the same time. I believe they delivered that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thank you so much, Joan, for sharing the process in writing and illustrating your two new books. Your writing journey and desire to help others is unique and commendable. You are a fascinating lady! I learned a great deal and I think my readers did also.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Joan's new books, &lt;i&gt;The Golden Arm&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Day I Turned My Brother Into A Monkey &lt;/i&gt;are available on &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Joan+Y+Edwards+Amazon&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=4260776761905997429" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B003KXQ0X0/allbooks" style="font-size: large;"&gt;https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B003KXQ0X0/allbooks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span face="Lato, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #2b2b2b; font-size: 16px; font-weight: 700;"&gt;Email:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:joanyedwards1@gmail.com" style="background-color: white; 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The members, five writers--two poets, &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Annette+Larkin+author&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=5873004789478027501" target="_blank"&gt;Annette Larkin&lt;/a&gt;, John Stickney; two historical fiction writers Sandra Warren, E.Jax Willoughby; and a sci-fi writer, James Salkeld; gathered to do what some thought impossible. Yes, that's correct. All five were attempting to write a novel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2u7_VC4U8uMPA6PCOoi9sD9jy9Oj-M9TMzfu5pk7Ss_qwZ6ACLKXUNSahvQU9b2F0gvdEnSSopquoircs9Y9xt84LdkF4Qo7OV_0-4CxgDOlSMTYfaGngodGOH698B4sKphoFvFjGDpEjwTf_1f8j7YuDNPbZ3n_27JzHYeD7iggcPE-PXr9ikC80HXbP/s4825/Aura%20of%20Deceit_Group%20Pic%2009.25.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="1446" data-original-width="4825" height="120" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2u7_VC4U8uMPA6PCOoi9sD9jy9Oj-M9TMzfu5pk7Ss_qwZ6ACLKXUNSahvQU9b2F0gvdEnSSopquoircs9Y9xt84LdkF4Qo7OV_0-4CxgDOlSMTYfaGngodGOH698B4sKphoFvFjGDpEjwTf_1f8j7YuDNPbZ3n_27JzHYeD7iggcPE-PXr9ikC80HXbP/w400-h120/Aura%20of%20Deceit_Group%20Pic%2009.25.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone else seemed to think that a collaboration of this type would be challenging, but not one of the writers voiced any doubts. It's safe to say, however, a collaboration of this kind could only happen with respect, something these writers had in spades. They respected each other's imagination, creativity and writing skills. And, even though not everyone had publishing credits, no one writer had more control than the other.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From week to week, the writers, now known as the &lt;i&gt;&lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Lake+Norman+Writers+Guild&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=5873004789478027501" target="_blank"&gt;Lake Norman Writers Guild&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, developed interesting characters, created a setting ripe for mischief, produced a crime with many suspects and dropped a few red herrings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inspired by the community in which they all live, the writers gleaned and tweaked their experiences to form a tapestry of guilt and intrigue that you could, but hopefully won't, find in any active adult community.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The result: &lt;i&gt;Auras of Deceit: A Trivolity Cozy Mystery!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6otL1BugC48jpdrwajkmwT3ECKZCMX1xZFJFksKbvsGfNBkGYXUmWe2O7t76XL-MeNIa-tKW4z-_JgCeaJ6rTTZnkOe_m3-MLJKXyPH101DjD_zPLhFhEd37j73jQJlxtqhzkQRIyIZaqJE1k5sl0EmZLacmjoBr2JeD_C94x2JtSE3OiCPIPHCW055U9/s2775/Auras%20of%20Deceit.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="2775" data-original-width="1800" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6otL1BugC48jpdrwajkmwT3ECKZCMX1xZFJFksKbvsGfNBkGYXUmWe2O7t76XL-MeNIa-tKW4z-_JgCeaJ6rTTZnkOe_m3-MLJKXyPH101DjD_zPLhFhEd37j73jQJlxtqhzkQRIyIZaqJE1k5sl0EmZLacmjoBr2JeD_C94x2JtSE3OiCPIPHCW055U9/w130-h200/Auras%20of%20Deceit.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;This cozy mystery marries a lighthearted look at life in an active adult community with daring and intrigue when a "game of murder" goes horribly wrong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Auras of Deceit &lt;/i&gt;debuted shortly before the Christmas holidays and is available at &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Auras+of+Deceit+Amazon&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=5873004789478027501" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; in paperback and Kindle ebook.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Curl up with your favorite drink and &lt;i&gt;Auras of Deceit &lt;/i&gt;for a delicious, funny-fun read!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Lake Norman Writers Guild is available for &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Lake+Norman+Writers+Guild+book+talks&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=5873004789478027501" target="_blank"&gt;Book Talks&lt;/a&gt; and Presentations locally near &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Charlotte+NC+writers+guild&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=5873004789478027501" target="_blank"&gt;Charlotte, NC&lt;/a&gt; or via Zoom. Recommend it to your Book Club and receive one FREE Autographed Copy and a FREE Zoom meeting with one or all of the writers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contact: Sandra Warren&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=www.sandrawarren.com&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=5873004789478027501" target="_blank"&gt;www.sandrawarren.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2026/02/a-collaboration-of-writers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2u7_VC4U8uMPA6PCOoi9sD9jy9Oj-M9TMzfu5pk7Ss_qwZ6ACLKXUNSahvQU9b2F0gvdEnSSopquoircs9Y9xt84LdkF4Qo7OV_0-4CxgDOlSMTYfaGngodGOH698B4sKphoFvFjGDpEjwTf_1f8j7YuDNPbZ3n_27JzHYeD7iggcPE-PXr9ikC80HXbP/s72-w400-h120-c/Aura%20of%20Deceit_Group%20Pic%2009.25.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-9163687626863344613</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2026 21:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-01-26T16:48:49.970-05:00</atom:updated><title>TO AI OR NOT TO AI: THAT IS THE QUESTION?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;To AI or not to AI? That is the question I, like other writers, are facing. When my work-in-progress is finished, I want to be able to honestly say that &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=define+artificial+intelligence&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=9163687626863344613" target="_blank"&gt;artificial intelligence&lt;/a&gt; was not used to create the story. That is a question some publishers are asking with submissions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what's a writer to do?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's tempting to allow the latest AI version to partially or completely do the work. But if you do, the finished product isn't really yours, is it? I think not. Others may argue that although AI will never be able to compete with the creativity and emotionalism needed in a good story, it can come pretty darn close.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Personally, I'm against using AI to create a story, but I can see value in using AI to analyze the final product, as long as you take what is written with a grain of salt. Recently, while involved with a collaboration of writers creating a &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=cozy+mystery+novel+examples&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=9163687626863344613" target="_blank"&gt;cozy mystery novel&lt;/a&gt;, one of the writers plugged the final manuscript into AI for an analysis. What came back was an amazing look at &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=define+story+arc&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=9163687626863344613" target="_blank"&gt;story arc&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=define+character+development&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=9163687626863344613" target="_blank"&gt;character development&lt;/a&gt; with percentages of time each character appeared in the story, &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=define+plot+development&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=9163687626863344613" target="_blank"&gt;plot development&lt;/a&gt;, chapter strengths and weak spots, etc. In short, I'd never seen a critique so thorough yet specific. It gave enough information to allow us to make some changes and beef up parts we felt needed it. It helped us look at the manuscript from a different lense.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AI can also be helpful to research clothing or setting or products for a period piece. For example, What kinds of things might you find in a &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=1950%27s+grocery+store+images&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=9163687626863344613" target="_blank"&gt;1950's grocery store&lt;/a&gt;? Or what would a &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=gravel+pit+images&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=9163687626863344613" target="_blank"&gt;gravel pit&lt;/a&gt; look like? Or what kind of equipment would a &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=blacksmith+working+images&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=9163687626863344613" target="_blank"&gt;blacksmith&lt;/a&gt; use? Or what kinds of jobs and equipment are needed to build a &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=skyscraper+images&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=9163687626863344613" target="_blank"&gt;skyscraper&lt;/a&gt;? Anything you might need to make your characters, your setting, your story more authentic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think it's safe to say artificial intelligence can be used by you in the same way you'd use any other resource.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=how+to+write+a+manuscript+synopsis&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=9163687626863344613" target="_blank"&gt;Condensing a complete manuscript into a synopsis&lt;/a&gt; is another way AI might be of help. It's always a challenge to write a synopsis, especially if only one paragraph is requested.&amp;nbsp; AI could give you ideas for a long and a short one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Any good &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=submission+letter+examples&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=9163687626863344613" target="_blank"&gt;submission letter&lt;/a&gt; includes or should include recent work comparable to your submission. AI might be able to help with that, too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It goes without saying that any help received should be put in your own words.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How do you feel about AI? Are you using it? I'd love to hear your thoughts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;************&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Recommend one of &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Sandra+Warren+books&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=9163687626863344613" target="_blank"&gt;Sandra's books&lt;/a&gt; for your next &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Sandra+Warren+book+club&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=9163687626863344613" target="_blank"&gt;Book Club&lt;/a&gt; read and receive one FREE autographed copy and a FREE &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Sandra+Warren+Zoom+talk&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=9163687626863344613" target="_blank"&gt;Zoom talk&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandrawarren.com/" style="color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;" target="_blank"&gt;www.sandrawarren.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span face="arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span face="arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arliebooks.com/" style="color: #1155cc; font-size: x-small;" target="_blank"&gt;www.arliebooks.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SandraWarrenNC" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;http://twitter.com/SandraWarrenNC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.instagram.com/sandrawarren_author/" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;https://www.instagram.com/sandrawarren_author/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/SWarren.Author" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/SWarren.Author&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2026/01/to-ai-or-not-to-ai-that-is-question.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-3407136238517815437</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2026 22:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-01-16T17:25:48.811-05:00</atom:updated><title>New Year! New Goal! </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you've been one of my faithful followers, you know that I've not been consistent in blogging over the years. In this NEW YEAR, 2026, my goal is to share more of what I'm up to on a regular basis. But, since January is already half over and I'm just getting started, I've already earned a C-minus or worse! I vow to be better!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be perfectly honest, I've always struggled with what to share. In my mind, posts needed to be meaningful, and to me, meaningful mean't something that teaches or inspires; something that will resonate with you, my readers and encourage you to make a comment, share with your social media friends or talk about it to others. Just writing this make me see my thinking is over-the-top. What others think about what I write is not my responsibility. What I write might be meaningful to some but it's impossible to inspire everyone. And to think I can is not realistic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, scratch the meaningful idea. I'm just going to post whatever I'm mentally processing at the moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you have ideas or information you'd like me to write about, please share them them in a comment section.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR and Thanks for following me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2026/01/new-year-new-goal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-3804708514112809797</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2025 21:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-10-11T17:49:21.015-04:00</atom:updated><title>REVISITING PATRIOTIC RENDERINGS</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;With our country's &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=US+250th+anniversary+celebration&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;250th Anniversary&lt;/a&gt; right around the corner, it's time to revisit the patriotic offerings I was proud to pen for adults and middle-school students.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=We+Bought+A+WWII+Bomber+Sandra+Warren&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;We Bought A WWII Bomber: The Untold Story of a Michigan High School, a B-17 Bomber and The Blue Ridge Parkway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;is the incredible true story of what students from a high school in &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Grand+Rapids+Michigan&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;Grand Rapids, Michigan&lt;/a&gt;, did in 1943, during WWII. They participated in the "&lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Buy+a+Bomber+WWII+campaign&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;Buy a Bomber&lt;/a&gt;" campaign and within eight weeks time, they instigated War Bond &amp;amp; Defense Stamp sales of over $375,000 which enabled them to buy, name and christen a &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=B-17+Bomber&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;B-17 Bomber&lt;/a&gt; and send it off to war.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I became interested in this story because it happened at the high school I attended many years later. There was a huge poster of the bomber on the wall in the school bookstore where I worked during school breaks. I knew something about the story, all of us did, but as a teen, I really didn't care about it. Jump ahead fifty-years to a presentation given at the reunion where the bomber story was mentioned. It peaked the interest of one of my classmates to find the bomber that was purchased. You see, on April 6, 1943, students had gathered at the local airport to dedicate the plane. It flew off with all their hopes and dreams that it would fight the definitive battle and bring their fathers, uncles, and brothers home and they never knew what happened to it! My classmate found that it had crashed in &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Meadows+of+Dan+Virginia&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;Meadows of Dan, Virginia&lt;/a&gt;, less than three hours from where I live.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My classmate called me and asked me to find out the whole story. I was able to verify that it was our school's bomber which opened up a whole new side of the story.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=She+Started+It+All+Sandra+Warren&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;She Started It All&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, is an historical fiction version of the nonfiction bomber story as told above, written for middle-school students. Even though the true bomber story is about what school-aged students did, I thought it would be fun to change it all into fiction. Set in a middle-school in the city near where the real B-17 bomber crashed, the WWII history reports of two students, one male and one female, collide in a surprising way when they discover they were reporting on the exact same airplane.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When both books are used together in a classroom, they provide students with an excellent example how an author turns nonfiction into fiction.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=When+Duty+Called+Even+Grandma+Had+To+Go+Sandra+Warren&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;When Duty Called Even Grandma Had To Go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;tells &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Dianah+Kwiatkowski+Persian+Gulf+War&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;2nd Lt. Dianah Kwiatkowski&lt;/a&gt;'s story of&amp;nbsp; enlisting in the &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=define+Army+Reserves&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;Army Reserves&lt;/a&gt; as a nurse, at forty-seven years of age and within two months of enlisting, being sent off to serve in &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=The+Persian+Gulf+War&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;The Persian Gulf War&lt;/a&gt;. This decision turned into a life-altering experience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Hidden+Casualties+Battles+On+The+Home+Front+Sandra+Warren&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;Hidden Casualties: Battles On The Home Front&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;shares &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Sgt+Sara+Raye+Persian+Gulf+War&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;Sgt. Sara Raye&lt;/a&gt;'s experience serving her country as an Army Reserves Nurse in The Persian Gulf War and coming home to discover her ex-husband had stolen custody of their three children while she was gone. Her battle to get them back would involve the military in two unprecendented moves and ultimately result in a change in enlistment requirements for single parents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;These two memoirs came about in a strange way. In November of 1991, a few days after voting, I received a telephone call from 2nd Lt. Kwiatkowski telling me that someone in line in front of her waiting to vote, overheard her saying she was a veteran of the Persian Gulf War and couldn't find someone to write her memoirs.&amp;nbsp; That stranger turned around and said, "Excuse me. You need to call &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Sandra+Warren+author&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;Sandra Warren&lt;/a&gt;, she lives in &lt;a data-preview="" href="https://www.google.com/search?ved=1t:260882&amp;amp;q=Strongsville+Ohio&amp;amp;bbid=3884813691327716608&amp;amp;bpid=3804708514112809797" target="_blank"&gt;Strongsville&lt;/a&gt;. Look her up in the book."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When the call came from 2nd Lt. Kwiatkowski, my immediate reaction was, "I don't write memoirs! I write children's books!" The lieutenant then begged me to let her come talk to me. She said that "God told her to call me!" Now how could I turn down a request like that?&amp;nbsp; We met and the rest is history.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A few weeks after starting the Lieutenant's book, she came to me and said, "There's a Sergeant in my troop who served with me in the Persian Gulf, who has a story that needs to be told. Can I tell her to call you?" I said, "yes," and once again, as the saying goes, the rest is history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Both&lt;/span&gt; books were completed using interviews with each military nurse, their bosses and colleagues in uniform. Meeting both brave nurses and writing their memoirs opened my eyes to life in the military, the challenges and the joys, and increased my admiration for all who serve, ten-fold. Those memoirs, along with the story of the patriotism shown during WWII, made me more proud to be an American than ever before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thank the brave men and women who give their ALL in defense of our freedom! Always remember, FREEDOM ISN'T FREE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sandra Warren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Thank you for reading my blog. Comments are always appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;The books mentioned above are available on Amazon. If you should read one of them, please share your honest likes and/or dislikes on Goodreads and Amazon. Thanks again!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;www.&lt;/span&gt;sa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandrawarren.com/" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;" target="_blank"&gt;n&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandrawarren.com/" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;" target="_blank"&gt;drawarren.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arliebooks.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.arliebooks.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/" style="background-color: white;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SandraWarrenNC" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://twitter.com/SandraWarrenNC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.instagram.com/sandrawarren_author/" target="_blank"&gt;https://www.instagram.com/sandrawarren_author/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/SWarren.Author" target="_blank"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/SWarren.Author&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2025/10/revisiting-patriotic-renderings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-1492080878482316100</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2025 21:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-05-29T13:46:12.775-04:00</atom:updated><title>COULD YOU FORGIVE?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Some of the biggest challenges in
life are not physical, but rather mental ones that cut you to the core and
challenge your faith, your morality, your integrity, sense of fairness and your
very being. Just about one year ago today, on a bright sunny June morning, one such
challenge broadsided me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It
came from one of my three brothers, in a telephone call, telling me that our
youngest brother, was in a bike accident and things didn’t look good. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;My 59-year-old brother was the picture of health. He ate well, exercised
and maintained a healthy lifestyle. He was married, with three grown children
and three new grandbabies. Biking with his Christian Bicycle Club was one of
his great pleasures in life. In this group of sixty bike enthusiasts, he was
known as “Mr. Cautious” because of his strict adherence to safety off and on
the bike. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;On this fateful day he was checking out a new ride for the club. He was riding in the bike lane on a country road with rolling hills and gentle curves, when a
car rounded the bend, came across into the oncoming lane and hit him head on
sending him one hundred and two feet down the road. The car continued onto the
shoulder, then ran between two telephone poles, crossed the street twice more
and landed in a deep gully in someone’s front yard. There were three witnesses
to the accident, homeowners who happened to be working on their lawns at the
time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;The thirty-nine-year-old woman behind the wheel had just been granted early
release from prison having been sentenced to ten years for drug possession; had
no driver’s license; and was high on Meth, Fentanyl and one other illegal drug.
She didn’t even know she’d hit someone. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;It was six months before she came to trial and another five months
before she was sentenced. The verdict was guilty on three counts. She was
sentenced to 15-years with no chance of parole-to life in prison. Before the
sentence was announced, the family was allowed to address the woman. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Take a moment and think, what would you say to this woman? If you were
writing a story, what would you have your characters say or do? Could you
forgive?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Only one of my two remaining brothers was able to attend the trials. I was
unable to attend. My Texas brother sent a statement that was read to the woman at
the sentencing hearing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;The letter talked of my younger brother’s strong faith and how, had he
met the woman, he would have loved to talk to her. It spoke of the family and
how they were all Christians and how they know she didn’t do this on purpose.
To paraphrase the last paragraph,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; “Please know that I don’t hate you. My prayer
for you is that you will come to know&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;peace in understanding that your
remaining years are nothing in terms of eternity. You still have choices.
Please choose to find the faith my brother had and become a light in a dark
place.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The judge
commented that in all her years of serving on the bench, she’d never witnessed
such loving forgiveness. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Could you forgive? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: none; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-bottom-alt: dotted windowtext 3.0pt; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 1.0pt 0in; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;To read another extraordinary story of forgiveness in the face of
tragedy, check out the novel, by Australian author, Dr. Bob Rich, titled, &lt;i&gt;Hit
and Run!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Read my review of &lt;i&gt;Hit
and Run&lt;/i&gt; along with an interview with Dr. Rich, in my February, 2021
blogpost!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: none; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-bottom-alt: dotted windowtext 3.0pt; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 1.0pt 0in; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;

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What could be more unexciting than the verbiage in a writing book, especially when a stack of highly recommended novels sit on my bedside table waiting to be read?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The book arrived on my doorstep after agreeing to write a review for an author I had not previously known. The title and sub-title intriqued me; TIME TO WRITE: Inspiring Lessons and Practical Skills for Writing The Novel You've Always Wanted, by Emily Winslow. My husband retrieved it when the mail came, opened the package and left it on the counter. Later that evening, I picked it up, just to get a feel for what I was up against and thumbed through it. My eyes lit on the first page of chapter one, and I was hooked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unlike most "how to" books that concentrate on the discipline of writing everyday and completeing X number of words per day, this author emphasized the importance of rest and daydreaming.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;"This is because there are lots of steps to writing a book and writing is only one of them. Daydreaming, brainstorming, and what-iffing are parts of an essential foundation that count as a form of progress."&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A Time To Write, Chapter 1, Page 1.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The book is divided into eight parts: Getting Started, Writing Skills, Storytelling Skills, Technical Skills, Facing The Middle, Being Understood By Others, The Professional Life, and Your Future, with multiple chapters in each part. Intriqing chapter titles like Day Dreaming and Discipline, Grocery Bags and Maypoles, Wonder and Worry, and Tasting The Ginger, give you a flavor of her sense of humor and creative ways of sharing the information. Writing skills are masterfully separated from storytelling skills as are all skills, in short chapters using clear-cut examples and analogies. This is just a small part of what drew me into binging this book. Oh, and I might add, I highlighted something on almost every page!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You don't have to be writing a novel to learn from this book. There is something, many things, inside for every writer no matter where they/you are in their/your writing, publishing journey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvt-fL9d4_o6Cs50mjnhc6tNZz96HlJ0Zwueku6hiRvmqZd4LXfzkFem9zF0LNKxDUg85SzN7M1UUAZU2_UZUaPpI5VSue3U_jelMVfmofhVH0RPh4TAOyr5T5cbtDAvn2reIuNjt58A8irLRWFWheh4SghWEXoRZQ5UY4o9TN44mZ6vIqCYw7LbWSfKzL/s3050/20230923_165955~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="3050" data-original-width="1983" height="174" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvt-fL9d4_o6Cs50mjnhc6tNZz96HlJ0Zwueku6hiRvmqZd4LXfzkFem9zF0LNKxDUg85SzN7M1UUAZU2_UZUaPpI5VSue3U_jelMVfmofhVH0RPh4TAOyr5T5cbtDAvn2reIuNjt58A8irLRWFWheh4SghWEXoRZQ5UY4o9TN44mZ6vIqCYw7LbWSfKzL/w113-h174/20230923_165955~2.jpg" width="113" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you can only buy one book on writing, make it "TIME TO WRITE: Inspiring Lessons and Practical Skills for Writing the Novel You've Always Wanted, by Emily Winslow. Here is the link to Emily Winslow's website and books:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/48t8uqP" style="font-family: &amp;quot;proxima nova extrabold&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;bit.ly/48t8uqP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd love to hear from you if you find this book as useful as I did. Well, not just if you read the book. I'd love to hear from you anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Writing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sandra Warren is the author of books in several genres.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; https://www/sandrawarren.com&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; https://www.arliebooks.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contact:&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Email: sandra@arliebooks.com&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2023/09/i-binge-read-writing-book.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvt-fL9d4_o6Cs50mjnhc6tNZz96HlJ0Zwueku6hiRvmqZd4LXfzkFem9zF0LNKxDUg85SzN7M1UUAZU2_UZUaPpI5VSue3U_jelMVfmofhVH0RPh4TAOyr5T5cbtDAvn2reIuNjt58A8irLRWFWheh4SghWEXoRZQ5UY4o9TN44mZ6vIqCYw7LbWSfKzL/s72-w113-h174-c/20230923_165955~2.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-4805707726753227242</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2022 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2022-01-20T13:00:06.261-05:00</atom:updated><title>Prejudice Begins In The Home</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Note: Can it really be a year since I blogged? My goodness! As the world shut-down for COVID in 2020, many writer's were inspired to write with their new found time at home. I, on the other hand, was among those who shut-down mentally. Now, as we begin our third year of concern and semi-isolation with this horrible virus, I'm happy to say my creative juices are finally getting back on track. And although I'm not a prolific blogger, I vow to be better in 2022.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This week, as we celebrate the legacy and historical contribution of Martin Luther King Jr., I'm reminded of my youth growing up and attending an integrated school in Michigan. That remarkable school, South High School, functioned, for the most part, like society should function; accepting and respecting the differences of others no matter their ethnic background, religion or color. It was a school in a factory neighborhood that was a melting pot of multiple nationalities including Dutch, Latvian, African American, Irish and German, to name a few. There were athletes and scholars and artists and musicians of all colors and creeds. It wasn't a perfect place by any means. There was prejudice, but it wasn't rampant. There was no them and us. Most grew up going to school with each other so attitudes were formed while very young. I was one of them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My earliest recollection of racial differences that I can remember came about in first grade surrounding a birthday party for my friend, Edna Mae. She had a birthday party and I was the only one who showed up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was thrilled to have the story selected for inclusion in the first &lt;i&gt;Chicken Soup For The Kid's Soul &lt;/i&gt;book. You can read all about it in the book, on page 46. "Edna Mae, First Lesson In Prejudice" has provoked interesting discussions among groups where children and adults gather; in classrooms, churches and recreational programs, to name a few.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiia51tOo1e2UKu9ZthfcSyeVM2f4G0tlWR_IwaOKiaYoZtlvOJxfug-s4RbjxzEQxLo4lM9vqR7LqatO374lIt43ZH2Qwj73d6c9XyAiQMAwHZdvAVO8nAqBT-vyuj26OBLPLVwoQ8I34F3woGPl029qkVcGO7ic1QB0SVPQ0AFUu3MpGP8qxGops4Uw=s1269" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="1269" data-original-width="854" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiia51tOo1e2UKu9ZthfcSyeVM2f4G0tlWR_IwaOKiaYoZtlvOJxfug-s4RbjxzEQxLo4lM9vqR7LqatO374lIt43ZH2Qwj73d6c9XyAiQMAwHZdvAVO8nAqBT-vyuj26OBLPLVwoQ8I34F3woGPl029qkVcGO7ic1QB0SVPQ0AFUu3MpGP8qxGops4Uw=w134-h200" width="134" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Like most things, our attitudes are shaped by our environment and our earliest environment is the home. As parents, the first teachers our children know, we need to be mindful of the thoughts and ideas they&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt; are picking up from our behaviors. Like the old saying, "manners are caught, not taught," so too is prejudice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you remember your first encounter with prejudice?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contact Sandra Warren at&amp;nbsp; www.sandrawarren.com&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2022/01/prejudice-begins-in-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiia51tOo1e2UKu9ZthfcSyeVM2f4G0tlWR_IwaOKiaYoZtlvOJxfug-s4RbjxzEQxLo4lM9vqR7LqatO374lIt43ZH2Qwj73d6c9XyAiQMAwHZdvAVO8nAqBT-vyuj26OBLPLVwoQ8I34F3woGPl029qkVcGO7ic1QB0SVPQ0AFUu3MpGP8qxGops4Uw=s72-w134-h200-c" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-1959152468927491791</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Feb 2021 21:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2021-02-11T16:38:49.931-05:00</atom:updated><title>Hit and Run: An Interview with Australian author Dr. Bob Rich</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Congratulations to Joan Edwards. She won a copy of &lt;i&gt;Spivey's Christmas Web&lt;/i&gt; for commenting on my last blog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;***************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;But the greatest
of these is LOVE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;That's all I could think of as I neared the end of reading &lt;i&gt;Hit and Run &lt;/i&gt;by Dr. Bob Rich.&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Hit and Run&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;, the underlying themes of compassion, forgiveness and
especially love propel the characters forward following a tragic murder where
multiple children lose their lives. Led by 84-year old, Sylvia Kryz, a near
victim herself, parents of the children who perished are challenged to set
aside their grief and anger against the young perpetrator and help him become a
reformed member of society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_WZKIsxNne7gKYJLjDJqqAKI_fuGo_pmFcG-OMuuAbXwLATZz-l6xZ3OdOOUAd-xSlSdcO1iw_dHIaU205DO2bQU7E7aqNUss4wO-9NZ0Yt8QMb-MjQRNXXPLX_S-1OdfYeAfniiLnh6D/s518/Hit+and+Run+Cover+also.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="518" data-original-width="343" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_WZKIsxNne7gKYJLjDJqqAKI_fuGo_pmFcG-OMuuAbXwLATZz-l6xZ3OdOOUAd-xSlSdcO1iw_dHIaU205DO2bQU7E7aqNUss4wO-9NZ0Yt8QMb-MjQRNXXPLX_S-1OdfYeAfniiLnh6D/w133-h200/Hit+and+Run+Cover+also.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;The emotional side of
this story will stay with you and force you to contemplate how you would react
given the same set of circumstances.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;Dr. Bob Rich has
masterfully woven believable characters into a tale that models for us all the
power of love and that's why I was compelled to know more about the author. His responses to my questions do not disappoint.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;here did the idea for &lt;i&gt;Hit and Run&lt;/i&gt; come from?
Your comment at the end made me think you might have a personal connection to
the story.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;I read an
inspirational story in the newspaper. A man’s daughter was raped and killed.
After the criminal was convicted to 30 years imprisonment with a non-parole
period of 15 years, he was so outraged he started a petition to have the death
penalty reintroduced in Australia. His campaign was effective enough to get
tens of thousands of signatures, although this was before the internet had
taken off.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;One day, he visited
the criminal in jail, basically to gloat and rub it in. To his surprise, the
person he met wasn’t a monster, but a damaged, hurting man whose only wish was
to die. At first curiosity, then compassion, then even friendship replaced the
bitterness and hate. He publicly retracted his campaign, trained as a social
worker, and the newspaper article reported his first job in that jail, working
to rehabilitate criminals.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;There is no such thing
as coincidence. A few days later, a blind old man was referred to me under a
victims of crime scheme. A bunch of teenagers had bashed him up, and even hurt
his old seeing-eye dog.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;You can’t guide
someone out of his hole by jumping in and joining him. In order to work with
this poor man, I needed to get rid of my outrage. A standard psychological
technique for that is “displacement.” I invented a far worse crime by a
teenager: 14-year-old Chuck driving over 6 little kids and the crossing guard.
I thought this would be a short story of just retribution, so I could focus my
emotion there and maintain “professional distance” with my client.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I needed a witness
within the story, so added an old lady he’d barely missed. That was Sylvia. Only,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Sx3mFAd56mmVanDOwQe6kZ49W3g2mRoYAOOqa-TRCfnU1b-fEaxEYu0T3MPXNTbXBEOGI8_lMSLSKIE9pEmmbhp2zqE0mDRzQucf4eRD0o1txrVGFpXiLYtX8pUFMVbbDm2JzxggOJoR/s640/Hit+and+Run+Sylvia+Kryz.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="477" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Sx3mFAd56mmVanDOwQe6kZ49W3g2mRoYAOOqa-TRCfnU1b-fEaxEYu0T3MPXNTbXBEOGI8_lMSLSKIE9pEmmbhp2zqE0mDRzQucf4eRD0o1txrVGFpXiLYtX8pUFMVbbDm2JzxggOJoR/w149-h200/Hit+and+Run+Sylvia+Kryz.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;once she came alive in my computer, she dictated the contents, and I was merely
her scribe. The entire book is her record of the remarkable 9 months of contact
between her and the young killer.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;What was the most difficult part of the story
to write?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;Sandra, one of my
personal clichés is, writing is the chocolate icing on the cake of life. When I
write, I can get stuck, then simply allow the story to cook in some 7th
dimension and come to me when it is ready. There were periods like that, but such
things are just normal writing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;S: I love your&amp;nbsp;cliché!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;WRITING IS THE CHOCOLATE ICING ON THE CAKE OF LIFE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Con't:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;Hit and Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt; reports on several court hearings, and I needed to research these.
Advice from three lawyers was very helpful. Having to correct the details could
perhaps be called a difficulty. (Isn’t English a fun language? Do difficulties
come when you call them?)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;I also needed to
change the names of a few important secondary characters. There is a
12-year-old girl who is in a foster home because her mother is dying of cancer.
When she came to me, her name was Petra. But later, Sylvia told me that her
abusive father was actively searching for her, and a relatively unusual name
would be easier to trace. So, she became Jenny. It took me quite a while to get
used to the new name. My characters didn’t mind, because electronic people are
fortunate to have a delete button. Don’t you wish us humans did too?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;S: I know what you mean about changing a character's name. Midway through my last novel I did that and it was extremely difficult to picture that same character in the same way with the new name. I never would have believed it had I not been a writer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;ou could not have written such a story without
exhibiting some of Sylvia Kryz’s characteristics yourself. Did life experiences
shape compassion and forgiveness on your part or were you born with it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;Oh no. As a young
fellow, I was a passionate bully-basher. All my fights as a teenager were when
protecting someone from victimization, but my reaction was violence rather than
compassion. In my final year in high school, one of the other kids punched a
teacher — an overweight man in his 60s, waiting to retire. I converted the
boy’s face to hamburger and broke a few of his bones before others restrained
me, and this taught me the lesson that two-way violence is twice as bad as
violence one way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;This is one of the
stories in my novel, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Ascending Spiral&lt;/i&gt;,
which is my fictionalized autobiography. I’ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlkNTYGM5RTwxtSUVH5_JgzgegXMaeWvVsEB_LL68vhRxmPChnOymL_hYtwbnWG3BjkPbJpfHR_3HhNseuYwuERjr6jzZ8-caqjVT4wsl5m0OD5aufw8tGLBDLUasTRchSXNa8W7jy_aim/s510/Ascending+Spiral.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="510" data-original-width="341" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlkNTYGM5RTwxtSUVH5_JgzgegXMaeWvVsEB_LL68vhRxmPChnOymL_hYtwbnWG3BjkPbJpfHR_3HhNseuYwuERjr6jzZ8-caqjVT4wsl5m0OD5aufw8tGLBDLUasTRchSXNa8W7jy_aim/w134-h200/Ascending+Spiral.JPG" width="134" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;changed details for two reasons:
first, it protects the guilty so I am less likely to be sued; second, my hero,
Pip, faces the same life events I did, but handles them in the way I wish I had.
That’s a standard therapeutic technique I describe in &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;From Depression to Contentment: A self-therapy guide&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;In the early days of
my counseling practice, I could only work with a repentant bully. But then, as
you suggested, I grew, and like that man who became a mentor for his daughter’s
murderer, I realized that evil is what people do, not what people are. My task
is to point to the path to a good life, and invite the other person to walk
along it. Then it’s their choice whether they do or not. The outcome is not in
my hands, but I can and should do the best I can.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;Here is another of my
personal clichés: all sentient beings are apprentice Buddhas, apprentice
Jesuses. We are here to grow spiritually. Every human and other animal on this
planet, perhaps even every complex plant, is on a rung along a very long ladder
to enlightenment. We are all caterpillars feeding on the green leaves of
experience, until we graduate into butterflies. A graduate is someone who
intuitively, automatically, without effort, reacts to every other living being
with the unconditional Love St. Paul describes in Corinthians 13. However, this
is not a specifically Christian message. Have a look at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bobswriting.com/bill/metta.html"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;http://bobswriting.com/bill/metta.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt; to see what I mean.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;If it was innate, did it cause you problems
growing up among children who tend to be egocentric?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;Hmm. You just have to
read &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Ascending Spiral&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;I have two answers to
that.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;First, I was the
shoulder to cry on. When a kid’s parents fought, he came to me for consolation.
I didn’t tell him he was lucky to have parents — mine were on the other side of
the planet, and I lived isolated in a migrant hostel. When a kid had girlfriend
trouble, he unburdened himself to me. I didn’t tell him I’d never had a
girlfriend, and was sure I never would. My problem was too much empathy. Often,
I worried more about other people’s problems than they did themselves. That’s
why I couldn’t be a therapist until training as a nurse toughened me up. (“It’s
not your pain. You are not there to share it but to relieve it.”)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;Second, perhaps
paradoxically, I was (and am) a loner. I don’t know how to chat, prefer
solitude and quiet to crowds, noise and parties, and am much less fun in real
life than with my writing. Oh, I have the skills to get up on a stage and
inspire an audience, or make them laugh, or teach them, but that’s a learned
skill; a sort of a second skin I put on. For some lucky people, conversation is
lubrication. They can amusingly talk with anyone about anything (or nothing).
For people like me, conversation is information. When I have something to say,
I can say it well, but... But tell me to “Go and sit there next to Sandra, and
have a chat with her,” I’ll sit there like a dummy, unless you ask me questions
to unplug my information reservoir.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt; Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;ou tend to wear many hats which reflect your
desire to impact the world with positivity and love. If you could only wear one
of those hats, which would it be?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;I am trying to
visualize this. Are those hats each on a separate head? In that case, I can eat
LOTS of chocolate, with all those mouths! Or are the hats on top of each other?
I’d better be careful, walking through a door.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;Actually, I only have
one role in life. Everything else I do is subsidiary to it. This is being a
Professional Grandfather. Anyone born after 1992 qualifies as my grandchild;
anyone after 1967 as my child. They merely need to apply. Trivia like
nationality, skin color or religion don’t matter. Many hundreds have applied,
and been adopted with love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;The job specification
is that everything I do is working for a survivable future, and one worth
surviving in. Both are equally important.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;A survivable future
means environmental action. We are in the 6th extinction event of earth, and
when we unravel the web of life, we also fall through the hole. One worth
surviving in means a society of decency, cooperation, compassion instead of the
global culture we now have, which is ruled by greed and conflict.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a name="_GoBack"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;When all is said and done, what do you want
folks to remember about you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I am not that fussed about what other people
think of me. It’s more like, “I am going this way. It’s a good path, come with
me. If you do, welcome, if not, have a good life.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;The only place to live
in is THIS MOMENT. There is nothing else. If this moment I am in nirvana, then
I am in nirvana. If this moment I am of benefit, then I am of benefit. So, I
need to remember this, and shape this moment to be that of an apprentice
Buddha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;If you go to my blog,
Bobbing Around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;a href="https://bobrich18.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;https://bobrich18.wordpress.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt; you will find a lot more along lines that will
enable you to improve your life, regardless of your circumstances. The most
important thing is to read my essay, “How to Change the World,” but there are
many other goodies as well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;Among my stories,
you’ll find two relevant to your questions: “Forgiveness,” and “Jarro.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;And there is a list of
my published books too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’d like to mention &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Sleeper, Awake&lt;/i&gt;. I wrote this last
century, and it won an international award in 2001.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Jnf3Ic31zpw5bmdp2WEGqtgOYMHd-qGNK4zsRUTuf5T5wqpnz8hEwH59pBBa5fNDJYb_glmMiMd58R0X2NduHx4tFOBjm9v6Jo22E8yC9Gc-mRNm1T9OO4CcJ9FKK4e9bLGoMRpCxS4-/s500/Sleeper%252C+Awake+2.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="336" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Jnf3Ic31zpw5bmdp2WEGqtgOYMHd-qGNK4zsRUTuf5T5wqpnz8hEwH59pBBa5fNDJYb_glmMiMd58R0X2NduHx4tFOBjm9v6Jo22E8yC9Gc-mRNm1T9OO4CcJ9FKK4e9bLGoMRpCxS4-/w134-h200/Sleeper%252C+Awake+2.JPG" width="134" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It’s just been reissued by
a new publisher, and the passage of 20 years has not reduced its value to
entertain, to surprise, and when you’re not looking, to educate.&amp;nbsp; Currently I am
offering a free PDF copy to every follower of Bobbing Around, and every
subscriber to my monthly newsletter. So, your visitors need only do one of
those two things, and they have earned a free copy of a page-turner. Well,
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2021/02/hit-and-run-interview-with-australian.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_WZKIsxNne7gKYJLjDJqqAKI_fuGo_pmFcG-OMuuAbXwLATZz-l6xZ3OdOOUAd-xSlSdcO1iw_dHIaU205DO2bQU7E7aqNUss4wO-9NZ0Yt8QMb-MjQRNXXPLX_S-1OdfYeAfniiLnh6D/s72-w133-h200-c/Hit+and+Run+Cover+also.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-380395292997487395</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2021 17:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2021-01-25T12:06:07.161-05:00</atom:updated><title>There really is nothing new under the sun! </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Congratulations to Carol Baldwin and Joan Edwards. They both won a copy of &lt;i&gt;Obsessed By A Promise!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;by leaving a comment on my last blogpost!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have often heard the quote from Ecclesiastes 1:9, "There is nothing new under the sun," but never thought much about it until recently when one of my critique partners sent me a link to an article about a spider. Let me explain.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Years ago, I had an idea for a children's story about a very creative spider who is tired of spinning ho hum barn spider webs and wants to create her own more intricate designs. Mocked for her new designs, the spider would retreat to a window high in the barn loft where others couldn't see. It would take a family moving into the barn and one bright star shining through the new web, to make the others see that having different ideas can have surprising results.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I had never read a children's story about a spider besides E.B. White's, &lt;i&gt;Charlotte's Web &lt;/i&gt;and thought there might be room for another spider book. When I shared my idea with other writers I received very mixed comments. Many folks liked the idea but a fare amount did not. One person even said, "Eww! Spiders are scary. Nobody likes spiders!" But my spider, Spivey, I called her, would have an important job to perform. She would spin a creative web that would calm a very special baby lying in a manger. Spivey's story would have a surprise Christmas story ending.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNG7p6_1fkcnR-x-GRnzbHbAY_cn7sGktCgz7Ax-ZuJKMIAq8pB6K2Enq_pmuLtJmDkFQEjeF0CaOCPBW-osB0tKGEAHGyssQfTLSb1MUQ4PA1Q9-XQ-YMLeAuo-nM29RXbJCRIfuv1mFC/s2048/Spider+That+Saved+Christmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1607" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNG7p6_1fkcnR-x-GRnzbHbAY_cn7sGktCgz7Ax-ZuJKMIAq8pB6K2Enq_pmuLtJmDkFQEjeF0CaOCPBW-osB0tKGEAHGyssQfTLSb1MUQ4PA1Q9-XQ-YMLeAuo-nM29RXbJCRIfuv1mFC/w157-h200/Spider+That+Saved+Christmas.jpg" width="157" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spivey's Web&lt;/i&gt;, arrived on the market in 2017 and was retitled in 2020 as &lt;i&gt;Spivey's Christmas Web&lt;/i&gt;. Just before Christmas, 2020, I received an article about author Raymond Arroyo and his new book, based on an ancient Eastern European legend, titled, &lt;i&gt;The Spider Who Saved Christmas.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Arroyo came across the legend while doing research for a middle-grade series. In his beautiful book, illustrated by Randy Gallegos, it's Nephila, a cave spider whose web saves the Christ child and his parents from Herod's men.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Another version of the legend tells the story of a pinecone that falls to the floor in a hut occupied by a poor widow and her children. The pinecone takes root and grows into a tree but at Christmas time, the widow couldn't afford to decorate it. While the family slept, spiders in the tree spun webs that sparkled in the morning sun, a gift for the widow and her brood.&amp;nbsp; Since that time, throughout Eastern Europe, it has been the tradition to decorate Christmas trees with spiders. It is also believed that those spider webs are the reasons we decorate with tinsel to this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Who knew? I certainly did not. I thought my idea about a spider helping the Christ child was original, a figment of my creative mind. But you see, it wasn't.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;There really is nothing new under the sun!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Leave a comment by February 5th and I'll put your name in to win a copy of &lt;i&gt;Spivey's Christmas Web&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Check out the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Spivey's Christmas Web&lt;/i&gt; book trailer here:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a data-saferedirecturl="https://www.google.com/url?q=http://goog_1642935863/&amp;amp;source=gmail&amp;amp;ust=1611671907636000&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNFcR-EcSLUAQdwfjJ7lwV8PdCaUQA" href="http://goog_1642935863/" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a data-saferedirecturl="https://www.google.com/url?q=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v%3DaWxu-vSpuRI&amp;amp;source=gmail&amp;amp;ust=1611671907636000&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNHYkyXgpjflaRqKKwG-wBR3LXEizA" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aWxu-vSpuRI" style="color: #1155cc; font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot;, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;https://www.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;youtube.com/watch?v=aWxu-&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;vSpuRI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contact Sandra Warren&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.arliebooks.com"&gt;https://www.arliebooks.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandrawarren.com"&gt;http://www.sandrawarren.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2021/01/there-really-is-nothing-new-under-sun.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNG7p6_1fkcnR-x-GRnzbHbAY_cn7sGktCgz7Ax-ZuJKMIAq8pB6K2Enq_pmuLtJmDkFQEjeF0CaOCPBW-osB0tKGEAHGyssQfTLSb1MUQ4PA1Q9-XQ-YMLeAuo-nM29RXbJCRIfuv1mFC/s72-w157-h200-c/Spider+That+Saved+Christmas.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-4452717051056572962</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jan 2021 16:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2021-01-15T12:54:45.148-05:00</atom:updated><title>Firebird Book Award</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've never been big on contests but when one of my books comes up a winner, it's easy to change my tune.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, I was notified that my historical fiction novel was awarded a FIRST PLACE in the HISTORICAL FICTION category for the SPEAK UP TALK RADIO FIREBIRD BOOK AWARDS. I entered the contest because the sponsors were sending all the proceeds to a worthy cause, a group that makes pillow cases for wounded veterans and their families. I always hoped my book, &lt;i&gt;Obsessed By A Promise&lt;/i&gt; would be recognized but I never expected a First Place Award. I am thrilled, of course!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmdEpXwWpl8JXZhh14QT7dmzAwG4g0kRKMe50Of6IjsJaVFrCWosSBfqwd0SSLIYf5W7COLzk4-kkSN2KNU2_b98jGG7ttyF7IaytE26I5WvO_K14xGoh2eNLrN0p6S24RxEaFZ3CMFiZh/s1595/Mock+Sandra+Warren+3.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="1057" data-original-width="1595" height="144" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmdEpXwWpl8JXZhh14QT7dmzAwG4g0kRKMe50Of6IjsJaVFrCWosSBfqwd0SSLIYf5W7COLzk4-kkSN2KNU2_b98jGG7ttyF7IaytE26I5WvO_K14xGoh2eNLrN0p6S24RxEaFZ3CMFiZh/w218-h144/Mock+Sandra+Warren+3.png" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Obsessed By A Promise&lt;/i&gt; is different than the other Orphan Train stories in that it is told from the point of view of a family member not from the child taken; a big brother charged with taking care of his little brother and the life long fifty-year search that ensues when the older brother loses him to the Orphan Train movement. The story is about family and how it transforms when a child is lost.&amp;nbsp;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUcpGjlEOMu9sYgIgK0_7yVc88WYSqPSyW3pSAQO37O_Hqz5LlyA8KnF7_HZbSNmPV8nNe_fsPAE9nSCA0W8QUMjNtuhHWa7qzZQ5LZhpQGDsm66wxt71fkxjSvcGfK22CUXQDm5O2gA0q/s960/FB+Cert+Sandra+Warren.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" height="165" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUcpGjlEOMu9sYgIgK0_7yVc88WYSqPSyW3pSAQO37O_Hqz5LlyA8KnF7_HZbSNmPV8nNe_fsPAE9nSCA0W8QUMjNtuhHWa7qzZQ5LZhpQGDsm66wxt71fkxjSvcGfK22CUXQDm5O2gA0q/w220-h165/FB+Cert+Sandra+Warren.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you enjoyed other Orphan Train stories, you need to check this one out and hopefully, like many other readers, you won't be able to put it down.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's how to win a copy of the awarding winning &lt;i&gt;Obsessed By A Promise:&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Leave a comment by January 20th and I will award Two Lucky Readers&amp;nbsp; an &lt;u&gt;UNEDITED&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;copy of &lt;i&gt;Obsessed By A Promise, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;autographed if you like. A review on Amazon and/or Goodreads is always appreciated.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Obsessed By A Promise&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.amazon.com/Obsessed-Promise-Sandra-Warren-ebook/dp/B07VV16ZC2/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&amp;amp;keywords=Obsessed+By+A+Promise&amp;amp;qid=1610726107&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;https://www.amazon.com/Obsessed-Promise-Sandra-Warren-ebook/dp/B07VV16ZC2/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&amp;amp;keywords=Obsessed+By+A+Promise&amp;amp;qid=1610726107&amp;amp;sr=8-1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*******&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contact Sandra Warren:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.sandrawarren.com"&gt;www.sandrawarren.com&lt;/a&gt; and/or&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.arliebooks.com"&gt;www.arliebooks.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2021/01/firebird-book-award.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmdEpXwWpl8JXZhh14QT7dmzAwG4g0kRKMe50Of6IjsJaVFrCWosSBfqwd0SSLIYf5W7COLzk4-kkSN2KNU2_b98jGG7ttyF7IaytE26I5WvO_K14xGoh2eNLrN0p6S24RxEaFZ3CMFiZh/s72-w218-h144-c/Mock+Sandra+Warren+3.png" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-5997692387171600824</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2021 10:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2021-01-06T05:00:07.551-05:00</atom:updated><title>Unexpected Writer Gifts From The Heart! </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxwCVJ2NqxrS7Tw4910eKqlRq5vjB4ePM-_lRB3RU2o89Yq4phneu4k3sVnSRMQJPe32oMEN80RwuhsljPDBqkWW33jgAD2b2weSpz2SGqzJhdkgouCNUWI1BPVzkYLvhUZZVk6EvcIzBB/s2800/IMG_20201227_122934343.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="2182" data-original-width="2800" height="122" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxwCVJ2NqxrS7Tw4910eKqlRq5vjB4ePM-_lRB3RU2o89Yq4phneu4k3sVnSRMQJPe32oMEN80RwuhsljPDBqkWW33jgAD2b2weSpz2SGqzJhdkgouCNUWI1BPVzkYLvhUZZVk6EvcIzBB/w157-h122/IMG_20201227_122934343.jpg" width="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;As I reflect on this past year, as well as other years gone by, I'm reminded of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;the many people, known and unknown, who have stood by me and cheered with each new book and supported me in so many ways. Unexpected were the many gifts related to particular books I'd written, that came my way; many from complete strangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After writing &lt;i&gt;Arlie the Alligator&lt;/i&gt;, my story-song picture book, alligators started to invade my house. Today, I have too many to count, from stuffed animals, necklaces, earrings, ceramic alligators, coffee mugs, alligator puzzles, a cement alligator for outside, two custom made alligator cookie cutters and even an alligator cookie jar, to name a few!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjruX86Pgj5U2BTTx11qW5eickpdfOWw-IQ_yoR2te-nXo_HYrVl-X1ge9JBL3Qw3KjnEbzuAWfsQRGSqGVrJtoy9SWNdqzq1CG9OzJhhGweKpdUyy9RFL1AQDuarXHrWX_l7ezt_K_jeNQ/s2048/2020+Writer+gifts+4.jpg" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1498" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjruX86Pgj5U2BTTx11qW5eickpdfOWw-IQ_yoR2te-nXo_HYrVl-X1ge9JBL3Qw3KjnEbzuAWfsQRGSqGVrJtoy9SWNdqzq1CG9OzJhhGweKpdUyy9RFL1AQDuarXHrWX_l7ezt_K_jeNQ/w146-h200/2020+Writer+gifts+4.jpg" width="146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas 2020 brought me a most unusual gift: an infinity scarf imprinted with the complete text, including song lyrics from the &lt;i&gt;Arlie the Alligator&lt;/i&gt; mini-musical. Here is a photo of the infinity scarf and a close up of the story text with lyrics. A most wonderful gift.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbKuWIHY4FRPBvwc6Am-JJ8hmkipMrMICFKozlkGBypoZLbWnii6JeZbv4-hoXT5sJC9SgILJRde1L4Xn2TOGuH8N6PNqsOFQQPfmc4pCpl2OTds2IyCbODMv6Gft7QiWCfM-k2LnY9XGC/s2048/2020+Xmas+Scarf+Text+.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="170" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbKuWIHY4FRPBvwc6Am-JJ8hmkipMrMICFKozlkGBypoZLbWnii6JeZbv4-hoXT5sJC9SgILJRde1L4Xn2TOGuH8N6PNqsOFQQPfmc4pCpl2OTds2IyCbODMv6Gft7QiWCfM-k2LnY9XGC/w127-h170/2020+Xmas+Scarf+Text+.jpg" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaLXYNVrNzn2Ry4az_zgxcZyi2zKK8xIU1w4SLu6Zuvtz45tVUUO83dV3OGkIJGJycOrfvT9MFlczCVakXeXMbirNR59MHKiP-NEvSnBgpW7GZOVTtcq_6cHDqBobPktRi0-Wya7DEasY5/s2048/2020+Xmas+Arlie+Scarf+.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1433" height="171" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaLXYNVrNzn2Ry4az_zgxcZyi2zKK8xIU1w4SLu6Zuvtz45tVUUO83dV3OGkIJGJycOrfvT9MFlczCVakXeXMbirNR59MHKiP-NEvSnBgpW7GZOVTtcq_6cHDqBobPktRi0-Wya7DEasY5/w120-h171/2020+Xmas+Arlie+Scarf+.jpg" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After writing &lt;i&gt;Spivey's Web&lt;/i&gt;, which became &lt;i&gt;Spivey's Christmas Web, &lt;/i&gt;the story of a barn spider tired of spinning barn spider webs, who spins a web of her own design that creates stars that calm a tiny baby lying in a manger, I received a wonderful wire web to hang in my window as well as a spider mug that says, "Welcome to our web!"&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnnEwot-H17bdaRY9qdm13x004lonpEXj-HJskSralNWzJ2rBJSTRFfO2c8zQYpS4om_MaPME1jyygf08x7eWgSFmX47ZdZaUrcILbvxQs3r7hCgY6gtA6LjUr2jiwJMAW7kvEtaLp-ALC/s2048/2020+Writer+gifts+3.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="1356" data-original-width="2048" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnnEwot-H17bdaRY9qdm13x004lonpEXj-HJskSralNWzJ2rBJSTRFfO2c8zQYpS4om_MaPME1jyygf08x7eWgSFmX47ZdZaUrcILbvxQs3r7hCgY6gtA6LjUr2jiwJMAW7kvEtaLp-ALC/w200-h133/2020+Writer+gifts+3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the gentleman from Virginia, the husband of a caterer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhizTmApByQHEeOQmJYJmfF2MHemcULJPrsjkZqoHh4Orj3zhwcG-8RJ-x7TD-d5E-KtyFfMvrzAxNOu2FMhCNy2ekOW_MNP3IzV4py9hHNjIok9tTRrUP_Kj2FGpm0RmepvChwloK3yv1O/s2048/2020+Writer+gifts+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="1667" data-original-width="2048" height="175" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhizTmApByQHEeOQmJYJmfF2MHemcULJPrsjkZqoHh4Orj3zhwcG-8RJ-x7TD-d5E-KtyFfMvrzAxNOu2FMhCNy2ekOW_MNP3IzV4py9hHNjIok9tTRrUP_Kj2FGpm0RmepvChwloK3yv1O/w215-h175/2020+Writer+gifts+.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;catering a reception for the dedication of a historical marker that resulted from the book, &lt;i&gt;We Bought A WWII Bomber,&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;who hand hammered a WWII B-17 Bomber out of metal to make bomber cookies for the reception. Following the reception, he gifted me with the cookie cutter.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVoRBpXZgPs76iEqYgXiI5WbUCm9PEiy1fuwksYJn3xzLxrZ_uOOOmOpAit7XPWWj0BbHDQyQOFjjkeIi8JeK3KCpRNG5-TEqruO9Xf6r5zJTk8K3pixIYmNWI97aKmemm5VpDlVtl-6YX/s2615/IMG_20210104_164106522.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="2615" data-original-width="2516" height="135" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVoRBpXZgPs76iEqYgXiI5WbUCm9PEiy1fuwksYJn3xzLxrZ_uOOOmOpAit7XPWWj0BbHDQyQOFjjkeIi8JeK3KCpRNG5-TEqruO9Xf6r5zJTk8K3pixIYmNWI97aKmemm5VpDlVtl-6YX/w130-h135/IMG_20210104_164106522.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several cherished gifts came from my wonderful critique group. In addition to helping me become a better writer, they've stood by me through thick and thin and were always there to offer honest and sometimes brutal advice that made each manuscript shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3GiHROqft0prRgqE-cZuWLFeAmdvFlt5gmXy9hFOL6K4hEjEJXJSb_vO6I5AeFNTHR7v1nHWedG7psWzz537_7rNd_NvKrqeuHrVid1sdFY4OHhWBlGzBvBAUYNI8LnjOQ0pogMdbLNFk/s2048/2020+Writer+gifts+2.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1532" height="173" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3GiHROqft0prRgqE-cZuWLFeAmdvFlt5gmXy9hFOL6K4hEjEJXJSb_vO6I5AeFNTHR7v1nHWedG7psWzz537_7rNd_NvKrqeuHrVid1sdFY4OHhWBlGzBvBAUYNI8LnjOQ0pogMdbLNFk/w129-h173/2020+Writer+gifts+2.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'll never forget receiving the coffee mugs that make me laugh every time I use them. I particularly like the one that says, "My critique group understands me!" and "Writer: powered by chocolate!" Oh how well they know me.&amp;nbsp;I'd be remiss to not mention the SCBWIC (Society of Children's Writers &amp;amp; Illustrators) hoodie or my latest writer gift that makes it all official..."I'm the Writer Elf!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As wonderful as all these gifts are, nothing beats a letter, a drawing or a story from a child who really enjoyed Spivey's Christmas Web or Arlie the Alligator and were inspired to pen something of their own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hearing from a stranger, who took the time to write a review and said things&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; about your adult historical fiction novel like, "It's one of the best novels I've ever&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjh39V5aevIfqtSvxs22eS1T2v4KKtvFBBFxEMKVw0DanVBWeQqiFCEE-yrM5QjVT6FTenIGn7WdNfHBrJEdVpFYuwtXAwnSVJ2Uhha6d8Bag6DAIlHgZAR6rf-r2VmLBWHr-7anvOMVlU/s1843/IMG_20201219_161137516_HDR%257E3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="1843" data-original-width="731" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjh39V5aevIfqtSvxs22eS1T2v4KKtvFBBFxEMKVw0DanVBWeQqiFCEE-yrM5QjVT6FTenIGn7WdNfHBrJEdVpFYuwtXAwnSVJ2Uhha6d8Bag6DAIlHgZAR6rf-r2VmLBWHr-7anvOMVlU/s320/IMG_20201219_161137516_HDR%257E3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;read!" or "I couldn't put it down," is perhaps the best gift of all and makes the long hours of frustration and enlightenment, creative inspiration and writer's block, emotional lows and highs that make up the writer's journey, worth every minute.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;None of the above mentioned gifts were expected. Some arrived on gift giving days like a birthday or holiday but most arrived out-of-the-blue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's something funny, almost mystical about giving gifts to writers, at least in my experience, most arrived at the precise moment when I needed them most, when writer's block was at it's worst or when I couldn't figure out what to write next and the thought of giving up crept into my head. Writer gifts from the heart to the heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you dear friends, critique partners, family and most of all readers for giving me the the kind words that keep me writing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What kind of gifts have you been given to keep you going?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Books referred to in this blog:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arlie the Alligator - PB/Kindle/ DVD &amp;amp; Audio Cassette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spivey's Christmas Web&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We Bought A WWII Bomber: The Untold Story of A Michigan High School, a B-17 Bomber &amp;amp; The&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Blue Ridge Parkway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obsessed By A Promise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandra Warren can be contacted through her website.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandrawarren.com/" style="color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="gmail_default" style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;​&lt;/span&gt;www.sandrawarren.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arliebooks.com/" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;www.arliebooks.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SandraWarrenNC" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/SandraWarrenNC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.instagram.com/sandrawarren_author/" target="_blank"&gt;https://www.instagram.com/sandrawarren_author/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/SWarren.Author" target="_blank"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/SWarren.Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2021/01/unexpected-writer-gifts-from-heart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxwCVJ2NqxrS7Tw4910eKqlRq5vjB4ePM-_lRB3RU2o89Yq4phneu4k3sVnSRMQJPe32oMEN80RwuhsljPDBqkWW33jgAD2b2weSpz2SGqzJhdkgouCNUWI1BPVzkYLvhUZZVk6EvcIzBB/s72-w157-h122-c/IMG_20201227_122934343.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-6915587216374175863</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2020 21:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-08-16T17:56:39.047-04:00</atom:updated><title>With A Little Help From My Writer Friends</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ask any writer how they developed their writing skills and you'll get a wide range of answers from degree programs to writer's conferences, workshops, webinars and books written on that very subject. Everyone's path is different and no one path is better than the next.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's also safe to say that every writer develops their own circle of writer friends, those they admire and study and trust to give them the feedback they need to improve their skills. I have been extremely fortunate in the forty years since my first book came out, to have many writer friends along the way who have encouraged, inspired, taught and even critiqued my work, sometimes brutally, to make me a better writer. Because of my writer friends, my writing and story telling skills have significantly improved.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of my favorite ways of learning has been to attend writing conferences; conferences that today have all been either shut down or forced to go digital. And although the quality of information being given won't suffer, I as a conference goer will miss the camaraderie of meeting and interacting with other writers more skilled than I.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But adapt we must and adapt we will.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many opportunities are opening up that will allow us to learn from home in front of our own computers. One great opportunity is being offered by "Write 2 Ignite, a Christian writers group dedicated to helping writers provide excellent books for children and adults," as per Carol Baldwin's blog. Here is the information:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MASTER FICTION WRITING&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Taught by award winning author, Joyce Hostettler&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipRD9hpK_3OFuUfDLceaO4uvYqO3rQerxSV9hEqNeK9bqIM6d7w82_A-_HCVKgbDWVBZVx8qbRzMdwZCh54hU3S1S4B_aJijPEqkXrEjiS8BZa3NNxt-nG3yOIr5GHvCqxhiSfgWjGXjkv/s464/Joyce+Hostettler.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="208" data-original-width="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipRD9hpK_3OFuUfDLceaO4uvYqO3rQerxSV9hEqNeK9bqIM6d7w82_A-_HCVKgbDWVBZVx8qbRzMdwZCh54hU3S1S4B_aJijPEqkXrEjiS8BZa3NNxt-nG3yOIr5GHvCqxhiSfgWjGXjkv/s0/Joyce+Hostettler.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Includes 3 talks by Joyce:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creating Memorable Characters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Writing Plot: What's The Problem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;View Point and Dialogue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;September 19th&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;9:00 am to 5:30 pm (recorded and password protected for 2 months)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;$79&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Register: www.Write2Ignite.com&amp;nbsp; REGISTER NOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;*****************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are unable to attend a workshop, webinar or conference, remember to tap into the knowledge of your writer friends. They will not only inspire and challenge you, they'll be there to pump you up when you need it most. Having said that, I need to give a shout out to my critique partners, Debbie, Teresa and Gretchen who have been the writing friends I've needed during the last decade of writing journey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What part have your writing friends played in your writing journey?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;******************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contact Sandra Warren&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandrawarren.com/" style="color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="gmail_default" style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;​&lt;/span&gt;www.sandrawarren.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arliebooks.com/" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;www.arliebooks.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SandraWarrenNC" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/SandraWarrenNC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.instagram.com/sandrawarren_author/" target="_blank"&gt;https://www.instagram.com/sandrawarren_author/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/SWarren.Author" target="_blank"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/SWarren.Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2020/08/with-little-help-from-my-writer-friends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipRD9hpK_3OFuUfDLceaO4uvYqO3rQerxSV9hEqNeK9bqIM6d7w82_A-_HCVKgbDWVBZVx8qbRzMdwZCh54hU3S1S4B_aJijPEqkXrEjiS8BZa3NNxt-nG3yOIr5GHvCqxhiSfgWjGXjkv/s72-c/Joyce+Hostettler.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-1242108984667319635</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2020 19:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-08-12T15:43:26.203-04:00</atom:updated><title>Movies about Writers! </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've noticed lately that many movies have been made with a writer as the main character or one of the main characters. Not only on the big screen but also television channels like Hallmark Movies tackle ways to involve book writers or song writers into their screenplays. What I didn't realize was how many movies have been made with a writer as a main character.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Google &lt;i&gt;movies about writers &lt;/i&gt;and be prepared to view lists and lists; 10 of the Best Movies about writers, 20 of the best movies about writers, movies about real writers, movies about female writers, horror movies about writers, screenwriters, etc. There are even lists of movies that motivate writers and movies that teach writing. The lists go on and on. Who knew?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My interest in this topic came from watching &lt;i&gt;Finding Forrester,&lt;/i&gt; a wonderful movie about an award winning one-book-wonder author who mentors a young black teen. Forrester, played by Sean Connery, is said to be loosely based on the life of J.D. Salinger. What stuck with me was a line from the movie that I shall never forget: "The first draft you write from the heart, you revise from the brain."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXMmZ_xrhE1kQq1Wvf3jAamCwDxribOk_bZt49AWuPk_l69YW_J_uN1j1NrPOpaCDnmQrcbJHitABms4sg4BH1JveENw8YFtipHSJMMeWw_CAsijSKlLG5GMHtmCC0CDL7a9CP_GWYVmAy/s444/Finding+Forrester+image+.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="444" data-original-width="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXMmZ_xrhE1kQq1Wvf3jAamCwDxribOk_bZt49AWuPk_l69YW_J_uN1j1NrPOpaCDnmQrcbJHitABms4sg4BH1JveENw8YFtipHSJMMeWw_CAsijSKlLG5GMHtmCC0CDL7a9CP_GWYVmAy/s0/Finding+Forrester+image+.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;After reading the synopsis of multiple movies about writers, I've learned that many of them have tidbits of writing advice woven throughout their screenplays. What a great way to learn as you watch and listen, especially during these COVID 19 quarantine times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I seem to naturally gravitate toward movies about writers, sometime knowingly and sometimes by accident. Either way it's always a pleasant surprise. Even so, I'm surprised that I've seen so few of the recommended films.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The list of movies I want to see has grown substantially since I began this post. It's been surprising to me that there are so many. But, rather than give you my choices for 'gotta-see' writers flicks, I'll challenge you to Google. "movies with writers" or "movies about writers," and make your own list.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What movie or movies about writers has inspired you? What tidbits about writing, if any, have you gleaned from watching a movie?&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*****************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sandra Warren has published products in multiple genres.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="gmail_default" style="color: #1155cc; font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Contact her at:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.sandrawarren.com/" style="color: #1155cc; font-family: arial,sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;​&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandrawarren.com/" style="color: #1155cc; font-family: arial,sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;www.sandrawarren.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arliebooks.com/" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;www.arliebooks.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SandraWarrenNC" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://twitter.com/SandraWarrenNC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.instagram.com/sandrawarren_author/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;https://www.instagram.com/sandrawarren_author/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/SWarren.Author" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/SWarren.Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2020/08/movies-about-writers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXMmZ_xrhE1kQq1Wvf3jAamCwDxribOk_bZt49AWuPk_l69YW_J_uN1j1NrPOpaCDnmQrcbJHitABms4sg4BH1JveENw8YFtipHSJMMeWw_CAsijSKlLG5GMHtmCC0CDL7a9CP_GWYVmAy/s72-c/Finding+Forrester+image+.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-6353663968154454131</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2020 08:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-06-17T12:56:24.852-04:00</atom:updated><title>Of Grief, Garlic &amp; Gratitude - A Book Review </title><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"&gt;Rarely does a book come along that everyone, and I mean everyone, should read; a book that teaches us how to comfort those who have lost loved-ones, especially those who've lost children, and how to make it through each day if the family involved is yours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"&gt;Do you remember what you were doing on October 9, 2013? Probably not. It's a date that the Franceour family and their friends will never forget. The date is forever embedded&amp;nbsp;in their minds and hearts as the day they received the terrible news, news no parent should ever receive, news that their charismatic, happy, friend-to-all-son Sam, passed away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, serif"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, serif"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg04w-i9wE3jAYNcC5HDXflaoRlr-NYXwvmOOVZ7abLW9JrqcyMd5IfdZqeux2TZPJ8taZmz4uGj1h3hT4jytoUwMGsFcLeyJFWr98a8PuLXkCmne_Xg9rh2Z1iq2YaEs5H5rwNWRVEEESp/s3141/Grief+Garlic+Gratitude.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="3141" data-original-width="2118" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg04w-i9wE3jAYNcC5HDXflaoRlr-NYXwvmOOVZ7abLW9JrqcyMd5IfdZqeux2TZPJ8taZmz4uGj1h3hT4jytoUwMGsFcLeyJFWr98a8PuLXkCmne_Xg9rh2Z1iq2YaEs5H5rwNWRVEEESp/s320/Grief+Garlic+Gratitude.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"&gt;Of Grief, Garlic and Gratitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"&gt; takes you on an unthinkable journey with Kris
Franceour as she shares her day to day struggle to accept the fact that her
fun-loving, caring, twenty-year old son is never coming home again. Through raw
emotion and inspirational thoughts, Franceour reminds us that nothing compares
to the death of a child and, even though love is everlasting, pain also follows
for days, months and even years beyond the passing. The book ends with
thoughtful suggestions for those who suffer a similar loss as well as those
left to comfort the bereaved. There is much to learn from this brave and
heart-wrenching story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif;"&gt;You may not think this book will have value for you. It's not a fun read, but it's an important read that is also inspirational. Years ago, within a two year period, my husband and I were friends with six families who lost children; five boys and one girl. Four months ago we learned of another. All were unexpected. All were devastating. I wish I had, had the suggestions listed at the end of, &lt;i&gt;Of Grief, Garlic and Gratitude&lt;/i&gt; to know how to be a better positive source of comfort for each of those friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif;" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;" /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/42170271.Of_Grief__Garlic_and_Gratitude_Returning_to_Hope_and_Joy_from_a_Shattered_Life_Sam_s_Love_Story" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #00635d; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;" title="Of Grief, Garlic and Gratitude Returning to Hope and Joy from a Shattered Life―Sam’s Love Story by Kris Francoeur"&gt;Of Grief, Garlic and Gratitude: Returning to Hope and Joy from a Shattered Life―Sam’s Love Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;_______________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span class="gmail_default" style="color: #1155cc; font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Contact Sandra Warren&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.sandrawarren.com/" style="color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;​&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandrawarren.com/" style="color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;www.sandrawarren.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arliebooks.com/" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;www.arliebooks.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SandraWarrenNC" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;http://twitter.com/SandraWarrenNC&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.instagram.com/sandrawarren_author/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;https://www.instagram.com/sandrawarren_author/&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/SWarren.Author" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/SWarren.Author&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2020/06/of-grief-garlic-gratitude-book-review.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg04w-i9wE3jAYNcC5HDXflaoRlr-NYXwvmOOVZ7abLW9JrqcyMd5IfdZqeux2TZPJ8taZmz4uGj1h3hT4jytoUwMGsFcLeyJFWr98a8PuLXkCmne_Xg9rh2Z1iq2YaEs5H5rwNWRVEEESp/s72-c/Grief+Garlic+Gratitude.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-5508721502869508042</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2020 08:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-06-03T04:30:10.635-04:00</atom:updated><title>FLY GIRLS MADE ME ANGRY!</title><description>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Never have I read a book that made me angrier than &lt;i&gt;Fly Girls&lt;/i&gt; by P. O'Connell Pearson.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;The story itself is the amazing true account of the 1102 women who became WWII WASPS (Women Air Force Service Pilots) risking their lives on a daily basis, flying planes their male counterparts wouldn't fly and accepting missions the men refused to take, with little thanks and support from from the male dominated Army Air Corps. They bought their own uniforms, paid for their own meals and housing, paid their own way back home after delivering their assigned bombers to bases all over the country and parts of Europe, all while keeping quiet about what they were doing so as to not undermine the egos of the military male pilots.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Whereas the men were trained and flew only one type of aircraft, the WASPS flew and were expected to fly all different types, sometimes on a moments notice, flying in a cockpit they'd never seen before with the directions in their laps. Some pulled targets behind their airplane so soldiers on the ground could practice with live ammunition hitting flying targets. And yes, several WASPS lost their lives to men who failed to hit the target and brought down the plane instead.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;It would be 35 years before the WWII WASPS were granted full military status after years of battling the chauvinistic military establishment and Congress. Prior to the bill being passed, arguments were still brought forward claiming WASPS were not under military discipline when they flew. This was hogwash since all the WASPS received the same training as the U.S. Army Air Corps male pilots and all of their missions were ordered by the U.S. Army Air Corp.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;This story is dear to my heart because a women who graduated from the high school I later attended, Jane&amp;nbsp; Baessler Doyle, was a WASP. I had the privilege of meeting her prior to her passing, at 97-years of age. Up to that time, she was clear minded and youthful. You have only to Google her name to see and hear her story profiled on many television spots. My greatest regret is that I didn't interview her when I had the chance and offer to document her story.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTw-84XzQBAZHMfLTEJoFfU6btvPIr30j4LEE0lcFUZBhag-Pa9nC7fko3PaZHT9zlcyw2FikQXkrHLxAFbpPy6tZpzsXvSDZLFMtUp2PNAhMxAtgO6IlBtremnvZM2QI1YYcHSZ7csYlI/" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="2246" data-original-width="4027" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTw-84XzQBAZHMfLTEJoFfU6btvPIr30j4LEE0lcFUZBhag-Pa9nC7fko3PaZHT9zlcyw2FikQXkrHLxAFbpPy6tZpzsXvSDZLFMtUp2PNAhMxAtgO6IlBtremnvZM2QI1YYcHSZ7csYlI/s320/IMG_20160830_113538.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="3159" data-original-width="2432" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhHWJAWiUqKvemcBCn6l8DEn66eCV0JpmqabB0nI_l0SAqIMKYVU4tTBa-dyb6OHmjAXtbmsOQkFYdqDIZ7pfFOEjzhS8BJgMjTZjAT69tS0CtC6Mk4nFI2meI8OGLFbAx1oIbX9ViAgf3/s320/Jane+Baessler+Doyl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;If you have a relative or neighbor or church member who served in WWII, please sit down with them and record their stories. You don't have to write a book about them. Just record their stories and send them to the Veterans History Project at the Library of Congress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Hats off to ALL our service personal but especially the WWII WASPS who are still living.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;To read more about these amazing women, check out the National WASP WWII Museum in Sweetwater, Texas.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; www.waspmuseum.org.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#181818" face="Merriweather, Georgia, serif"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px;"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#181818" face="Merriweather, Georgia, serif"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Sandra Warren has written has written a&amp;nbsp;WWII story about what children accomplished during that war; &lt;i&gt;We Bought A WWII Bomber: The Untold Story of A Michigan High School, a B-17 Bomber &amp;amp; The Blue Ridge Parkway, as well as,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;two biographies of Army Reserve nurses who served in the Persian Gulf War;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; 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On this special day of remembrance, if you can't attend a service or parade, at least give thanks to those who have gone before us as well as the young men and women serving now to protect our freedom. In this day of isolation and the battle with COVID-19, the poem also seems relevant and applicable to those fighting this virus on the front lines.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;FREEDOM ISN'T FREE&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;(copyright, Don Dieleman, 2004)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Freedom isn't free&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Look around and you will see&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Some are crippled some are lame&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;With their stories to proclaim.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Some have scars you do not see&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Cutting deep in memory&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;They gave their all for you and me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;So that freedom we can see.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;It's hard for young to comprehend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;When family goes to war&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;But one day they will understand&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;What they went fighting for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;We enjoy so much of everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;In a land of liberty we sing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Help us Lord to always see&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;That lives were lost for you and me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;We seem very out of touch&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;With many places that have not much&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Especially freedom that they seek&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;May we always freedom keep.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;So pray that where our troops may go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;To distant lands away from home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;That they will always lead the way&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;To help spread freedom everyday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;(Copyright, Don Dieleman, 2004)&lt;br /&gt;
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When you see a man or woman in uniform or just wearing a military hat, thank them for their service and say a little prayer that the negative memories embedded during their service will diminish, give them peace and a sense of pride.&lt;br /&gt;
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I never served in the military but I had the privilege of writing two memoirs of Army Reserve nurses who served in the Persian Gulf War; then 2nd Lt. Dianah Kwiatkowski, &lt;i&gt;When Duty Called: Even Grandma Had To Go, &lt;/i&gt;and Sgt. Sara Raye (pen name)&lt;i&gt;, Hidden Casualties: Battles On The Home Front, &lt;/i&gt;as well as the WWII story of home front America and what a group of children from one school accomplished, &lt;i&gt;We Bought A WWII Bomber: The Untold Story of A Michigan High School, a B-17 Bomber &amp;amp; The Blue Ridge Parkway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Please SHARE and leave a comment before May 30th and I'll put your name in to WIN the book of your choice from above.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2020/05/freedom-isnt-free.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-4650771439601923997</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2020 17:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-04-25T13:33:01.189-04:00</atom:updated><title>KEEP ME AT IT! </title><description>"Keep me at it," is a mantra that applies to just about everything I start during this pandemic isolation. After over almost two months in quarantine, as I sit among boxes pulled out of my closet, I worry about my inability to stick with or to any one task. Like a humming bird flitting from flower to flower, I'm flitting from job to job. It seems to be my new normal as I struggle to adjust to these strange times.&lt;br /&gt;
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Clear out and clean out is a worthy goal, but I'm finding it difficult to complete one task before starting another, consequently, there are boxes opened, some emptied, contents piled on tables in every room in the house. My office, a large second family room in our lower level, is almost impassable as I try to unload years of files filled with proof that being a wife and mother was just one of many hats I used to wear. Things on my computer aren't much better. Another distraction. Am I alone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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In one of the files I was emptying, I found a letter from Anne Cox, a long ago. acquaintance, that contained words of inspiration; words I needed to hear at that precise moment; words by Marjorie Holmes that inspired me and I hope may inspire you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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KEEP ME AT IT&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;by Marjorie Holmes&lt;br /&gt;
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God, give me due respect for the abilities you have given me.&lt;br /&gt;
Don't let me sell them short.&lt;br /&gt;
Don't let me cheapen them.&lt;br /&gt;
Don't let me bury my talents through indecision, cowardice or laziness.&lt;br /&gt;
Plant in me the necessary determination.&lt;br /&gt;
Keep me at it!&lt;br /&gt;
Rouse in me the fires of dedication.&lt;br /&gt;
Keep me at it!&lt;br /&gt;
Give me the energy, strength, and will power to bring your gifts to their proper fruition.&lt;br /&gt;
Keep me at it!&lt;br /&gt;
When I falter or fall, lift me up and set me back on my destined path.&lt;br /&gt;
Keep me at it!&lt;br /&gt;
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KEEP ME AT IT, seems especially pertinent to those of us who write or illustrate; a profession with so much rejection. If we give up, so many stories and wonderful pieces of art will never be told or shared. So KEEP AT IT!&lt;br /&gt;
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Look around you. Whatever you've started or haven't started but know you should, whether it's cleaning or sorting or writing or painting or exercising or cooking or resting, remember Marjorie Holmes's words of wisdom to KEEP ME AT IT! If you do that today, then I will too. Now, I'd better get hopping or I'll never be able to clear a path out of my office.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2020/04/keep-me-at-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-1605135815492339882</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2020 07:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-04-01T03:00:11.997-04:00</atom:updated><title>Consider the "What ifs?"</title><description>One of the things we're told to do when developing stories is to consider the "what ifs?" We look at an incident, behavior or personality of a character and think about changes that can move a story forward, add interest and an opportunity for character growth. Many times we don't want our characters to change, especially if that changed is forced upon us by an editor or critique from a writer we respect, and even&amp;nbsp; when we know the change will improve our story, sometimes it's just&amp;nbsp; hard to cast aside our original concept and respond to the "what ifs?"&lt;br /&gt;
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The "what ifs," I'd like you to consider has nothing to do with the development of story but more about life itself. If we've learned anything from the pandemic we're all living through, it's that life is precious. With everything shut down, we've been given the gift of time to reflect and share with our spouses, children, family and friends in ways we've never done before. And all though we don't want to think about it, what happens if our family is hit with the virus and loses a loved one? And, what if that loved one is you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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What if it is you? Have you left clear instructions as to how to access your computer files, your works-in-progress, contact information for the important people in your career; agents, editors, publicist, lawyer, publishers? If published, does your spouse or loved one know which publishers to contact regarding royalties and for which books? Royalties don't stop when you're gone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I could go on and on with more "what if" questions but I think the idea is clear. We all need to have a plan. We all need to prepare for the "what ifs!"&lt;br /&gt;
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Have you ever considered this? Do you have a plan? I'd like to know.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sandra Warren is the author of books in multiple genres. Contact via her website listed below.&lt;br /&gt;
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Writing, for those of us who love to create stories, will be the escape we so desperately need in these challenging times. Intellectually, we all know that what makes a story great are the trials and tribulations our characters face and overcome. That's where our characters change and grow, hopefully for the better.&lt;br /&gt;
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Life has given us all the opportunity to model those positive changes in our own lives. We need to record and remember that the emotions we're feeling, the highs and the lows, the fears and bright spots along the way, words of encouragement and words that depress, can all be applied to the characters in our current works in progress, or in characters in stories to come.&lt;br /&gt;
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Positive, extraordinary things can emerge from the most horrendous experiences.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2020/03/pandemic-time-to-pull-back-reflect-write.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-4341788734657222998</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Dec 2019 16:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-12-31T11:18:57.895-05:00</atom:updated><title>Unearthing &amp; Celebrating History</title><description>I hated taking History in school. I don't know why--well, maybe I do. Events, dates, causes and consequences didn't interest me. For the most part, I couldn't relate. Too many things were going on in my teenage life. I didn't care about what happened years ago even if, as my teachers tried to explain, the past allowed me to have the freedoms I take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today, we live in an era of technology where the Internet has given us access to information through videos, documentaries, nonfiction as well as narrative non-fiction, podcasts and blogs, Internet radio and even "Alexa" where you only have to ask "Alexa" to get the answers to most anything. The way History is taught no longer needs to be boring.&lt;br /&gt;
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Whether or not a student clicks in will depend, I believe, on their sense of curiosity and timing; curiosity to begin to explore a topic in new and different ways or appreciate those that do and did, and timing that connects them to some part of the story. If I had heard about the Orphan Trains as a teen, I'm not sure I would have been as horrified with the process as I was years later as a Mother of three. The story certainly wouldn't have resonated with me in the same way.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the early 1990's, while working for an educational publisher, I came across a little book called &lt;i&gt;The Orphan Trains. &lt;/i&gt;Intrigued, I sat down and read it cover to cover. For days, weeks, no months, I couldn't get the information I had read out of my mind. I kept thinking of the "what ifs?" My father had passed away when I was six and we were quite poor. What if my mother hadn't been able to care for me and my brother? Would she have been forced to give us away? Could that have been us? What if my brother and I had been separated? What would my life or his have become? Slowly but surely, through all the thinking and imagining and researching, a story emerged; a story that would evolve over the next twenty-plus years before culminating in a book.&lt;br /&gt;
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First titled,&lt;i&gt; My Brother's Keeper&lt;/i&gt;, and then,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;They Called Me Blue,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Obsessed By A Promise&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;follows the lives of two brothers separated in the Spring of 1929. The youngest is taken and eventually sent out west on the Orphan Train to a new family while the oldest is frantically searching for him. Devastated by the loss of his little brother, the elder dedicates the next fifty years of his life to the search.&lt;br /&gt;
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Strangely, history also played a major role in one of my other books. &lt;i&gt;We Bought A WWII Bomber &lt;/i&gt;centered on a historical accomplishment of students during World War Two. Doing research for that book unearthed a seventy-year old mystery, made history in a small town that had forgotten the important event, and resulted in the placement of two historical markers in two different States.&lt;br /&gt;
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Experiences writing these two books have taught me to pay attention to the world around me. What is current today may be significant history tomorrow. Had you told me back when I was in school that history would become an important part of my future as a writer, I wouldn't have believed you. I hated History classes in school so it's very strange to me that I enjoy writing about it today.&lt;br /&gt;
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To celebrate the NEW YEAR, I'm giving away an autographed copy of either &lt;i&gt;We Bought A WWII Bomber&lt;/i&gt;, or &lt;i&gt;Obsessed By A Promise&lt;/i&gt;. Leave a comment by January 5, 2020 and one winner will be able to choose their book of choice.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her comment made me laugh because last November, I received a call regarding my children's mini-musical story book, CD and DVD package,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Arlie the Alligator&lt;/i&gt;, asking about purchasing multiple copies for an alligator preserve's gift shop. I was thrilled, of course, and somewhat amazed. Although &lt;i&gt;Arlie the Alligator&lt;/i&gt; has received modest success over the years, I never expected a bulk order at this time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjX4uAEhyLAq7xFyJLADH-DSr0preTgKWWsmHvCYSnRqME_x3u10fsBybZufVJ-O047xR9bDFBmUbn43i8rxf1hLUqGFJSV3mkw3acWFhPj0S22fWJdadwUiNk3r00LpYwcuFODDhsFWyI/s1600/If+I+Were+A+Table+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1218" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjX4uAEhyLAq7xFyJLADH-DSr0preTgKWWsmHvCYSnRqME_x3u10fsBybZufVJ-O047xR9bDFBmUbn43i8rxf1hLUqGFJSV3mkw3acWFhPj0S22fWJdadwUiNk3r00LpYwcuFODDhsFWyI/s200/If+I+Were+A+Table+.jpg" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXq2K2z-XUvjHdXzWe1bQ2-b4mRC6obMuGGXW_BDcsBb3iFjPvgcGHbUxIquE1bgrEYlhMacBkQfNOaceMLumhNdksxVkkceMmc4bR6D-Sb7E8ExZ3hQnqP_cVCRHZQ-ESGY5krooZDPEl/s1600/Reflections.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="997" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXq2K2z-XUvjHdXzWe1bQ2-b4mRC6obMuGGXW_BDcsBb3iFjPvgcGHbUxIquE1bgrEYlhMacBkQfNOaceMLumhNdksxVkkceMmc4bR6D-Sb7E8ExZ3hQnqP_cVCRHZQ-ESGY5krooZDPEl/s200/Reflections.JPG" width="124" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This happened with two other books of mine, also. In 2016, publisher Royal Fireworks Press, re-illustrated and republished, &lt;i&gt;If I Were A Table &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;i&gt; Reflections On Being Gifted, &lt;/i&gt;a title change for&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;a book originally called,&lt;i&gt; Being Gifted: Because You're Special From&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;The Rest&lt;/i&gt;. Both of these updates and returns to market were surprises to me since both books had original publishing dates on them of 1981 and 1986.&lt;br /&gt;
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You never know when you put your heart and soul into a book or an idea if it will find an audience and have a lasting impact.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's like my friend said, ". . . You never know when [a book you authored] will unexpectedly pop-up again."&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes books are like volunteer flowers in the garden that surprise you in the Spring. They pop up to delight when you least expect them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Has interest in any of your books popped up again after many years?&lt;br /&gt;
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Leave a comment by October 10th and Sandra will gift one lucky winner with a copy of &lt;i&gt;Arlie the Alligator.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://sandrawarrenwrites.blogspot.com/2019/09/old-books-keep-coming-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sandra Warren)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuzOfSUln4A-xaFcEknxKqhjPRblLNfDLedrZcG1JkmIVQR5Vk9JB9xln2T6a7Vv2ZobDMhyit497Xuaq2Brzj4L1jUcMMVwvoNmNdAmT_q2y2sXEJg8_d7PFGV0HtSn3bVDZhjxypu4mv/s72-c/Arlie+and+CD.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884813691327716608.post-1959296800972794095</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Mar 2019 09:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-03-06T04:30:05.079-05:00</atom:updated><title>Sharing Your Secrets In Presentations</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;While planning a weekend presentation, it occurred to me that my audience might like to hear more than a synopsis or a reading of the book. I know I do when I attend an author event.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;Don't read me a page from your book. I can do that myself, later. Tell me something not in the book, something I learned from being at your presentation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;Things like:&amp;nbsp; Where the idea came from and what inspired you to pursue it? How long it took to write? Did you have to do research? Are the characters based on someone you know? What was the hardest part of the story to write? How many times did you rewrite it? Where did the title come from? Sprinkle in your personal writing experience too; Is this your first book? Did you always want to write? Who is your favorite author? Who is your biggest supporter? Where do your other ideas come from?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Do you have a critique group?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And so on and so on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;This weekend I will be speaking to group of adults and young adults at a local library about my newest work of historical fiction,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;She Started It All&lt;/i&gt;. But rather than talk about the story as written, I am sharing my secrets about how I turned a nonfiction story into the historical fiction they came to hear about. As interesting as I think the story itself is, I believe it's more interesting to share how I determined what facts from the nonfiction needed to be in the historical fiction. What pitfalls I faced? If I use real character names? Why or why not? Stuff like that. In my humble opinion, this will be much more interesting than merely telling the story.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It all started years ago with my Arlie the Alligator: Story-Song Picture Book. Although designed for primary children, preschoolers caught on to the catchy tunes and insisted on playing the audio tape and then CD, over and over again. They loved to BELLOW with Arlie, much to their parents dismay. One three year old boy named Bryan, insisted that his mom buy Arlie's Mom, he called me that, an alligator necklace that he saw in a store. It was totally unexpected and I cherish it to this day.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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An exact replica of the B-17 Flying Fortress Bomber was also gifted to me complete with the correct tail numbers #229577 and the name given to the bomber by the students who raised the money to purchase it, &lt;i&gt;The Spirit of South High, Grand Rapids, Michigan, &lt;/i&gt;painted on the fuselage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="text-align: right;"&gt;A real surprise gift came in the mail a few days ago from the caterer of the reception that followed the Dedication of the Wayside Historical Marker placed on The Blue Ridge Parkway, October 1st. For the reception, the caterer's husband made a B-17 bomber cookie cutter so she could make gingerbread bomber cookies. Two days ago a box arrived with a bomber cookie cutter inside. I am thrilled! What a wonderful surprise!&amp;nbsp; It arrived in time for me to make bomber cookies for the November 20th Book Launch of&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;She Started It All,&lt;/i&gt; the middle grade historical fiction version of the bomber story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;In 2015, I was privileged to write a nonfiction book about an incident that occurred in my high school during WWII. It involved a funding program that put a tangible face on money Americans spent on United States War Bonds and War Loan Stamps. The largest of these programs was called the "Buy A Bomber" or "Bonds for Bombers" campaign. Students in my school, South High School from Grand Rapids, Michigan initiated War Bond sales totaling $375,000, earning the right to name a a small Pursuit Fighter and a B-17 Flying Fortress. They named them both "The Spirit of South High School. War Bond sales paid for 57% of the cost of WWII, after taxes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;My purpose in writing the story was solely&amp;nbsp;to tell the alumni from the school, what happened to their bomber. For 71-years they had no idea. One of my classmates, Joe Rogers, found it on a crash report that said it came down stateside in a small mountain Virginia town located on The Blue Ridge Parkway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;Monday, October 1, 2018, a Wayside Historical Marker was dedicated on The Blue Ridge Parkway at Mabry's Mill, near the sight where that bomber crashed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;Approximately 150 folks attended including 15+ alumni from that high school in Michigan. Media from three television stations attended as well as newspaper reporters.&amp;nbsp; Those attending enjoyed a reception at the Meadows of Dan Community Center courtesy of the Patrick County Historical Society and the VFW Organization.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;One of the reporters asked me what I hoped students and adults will get out of seeing and reading the marker. Here's what I said: "I hope folks will be reminded and impressed with the importance of Americans working together for our country. WWII was a time when patriotism was the norm and permeated our great country. If ever we needed that kind of patriotism, it's now. I also hope students see that they can achieve great things and make a difference. I pray readers will catch the "Spirit of South High School" exhibited there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;The marker is beautiful! If you're ever on&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;The Blue Ridge Parkway in Virginia, Milepost 176.2, at Mabry's Mill, stop by and see it and know that wonderful and unexpected things can happen when your book comes out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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