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		<title>Memoirs of an Accused Madam</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 15:00:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Vicky Gallas</dc:creator>
		
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In 1992, Vicky Gallas opened escort services in Orlando, Florida. Two years later she became the focus of an intense criminal investigation that resulted in her arrest in late 2001, and subsequent jury trial. With her fighting spirit and her unwillingness to buckle under an unrelenting pattern of intimidation, the author became the only owner [...]]]></description>
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<p>In 1992, Vicky Gallas opened escort services in Orlando, Florida. Two years later she became the focus of an intense criminal investigation that resulted in her arrest in late 2001, and subsequent jury trial. With her fighting spirit and her unwillingness to buckle under an unrelenting pattern of intimidation, the author became the only owner of an escort service in the United States brought to trial on organized crime charges and found innocent.</p>
<p><span style="#363333;"><strong>In this hard-hitting memoir, Gallas reveals how racketeering and organized crime charges were brought against her based on evidence so flimsy that agents and prosecutors could not get a wiretap or a warrant to search.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="#363333;">The real story begins in early 1993, with the discovery of blocks on escort service telephone lines in Orlando area resort PBX systems during large convention bookings. The author unknowingly walked into the middle of one of the biggest ongoing conspiracies in US history, and as she discovered, the blocks began in the late 1980s and were not isolated to the Orlando area, but were also transpiring in Las Vegas and later in numerous other US cities. Though there have been civil suits filed in Nevada and federal courts over the blocks by other victims of the conspiracy, to this day the practice has evolved and continues unabated by the powerful group that concocted the conspiracy so long ago. The real story is the relentless pursuit of Vicky Gallas by powerful people with so much to lose if the truth were to be exposed.</span></p>
<p><strong><span style="#363333;">For anyone fascinated with the foibles of our criminal justice system, the sensational Orlando connection, and how escort services really work, this is a must-read book.  </span></strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.accusedmadam.com">Author Website</a></p>
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<div class="pagecount">262 pages</div>
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		<title>I Love You Maggie</title>
		<link>http://www.ebooksjustpublished.com/2009/04/25/i-love-you-maggie/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2009 15:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>philgood</dc:creator>
		
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<p>John Kennedy was President when five young men, one of them white, sat in at a downtown New Orleans lunch counter. The same five sat in at the Tulane University cafeteria three months later. The University didn&#8217;t change its &#8220;whites only&#8221; policy, nor did Woolworth&#8217;s, but in May 1961, the Parish School Board announced they would open the Orleans public school system &#8220;a grade at a time&#8221; to children of all races.</p>
<p>Wood came to New Orleans on his motorcycle looking for adventure. The first night, he crashed a hotel wedding reception, hustled a Bourbon Street strip joint, was swept up in a police raid, got a part-time job as an animal caretaker, and met the women of his dreams&#8211;all three of them.</p>
<p>For a quarter of a century, Professor Mason lived in New Orleans hiding from life. All he wanted was to protect his daughters, though he didn&#8217;t know how to begin. For Mason as well as Wood, the integration movement is an intrusion, at best scenery glimpsed from a passing train. For Barcus, a long-time political operative, the sit-ins represent opportunity, a chance to serve as a well-paid &#8220;consultant&#8221; and to bestow patronage. His friendship with Leonard Zellner, the white boy who sat in among the blacks, was an explainable embarrassment. His pursuit of Little Hamilton, a biological imperative. But when Leonard&#8217;s life is threatened and Little Hamilton thrown in jail, Barcus has to choose. Projected on the proscenium of this novel of character development are a sit-in at a five and dime, a meeting of the Congress on Racial Equality, students lounging about the Tulane Cafeteria, Leander Perez lecturing at the Civic Auditorium, a Citizen&#8217;s Council fund raiser in the Garden District, and Wood and Maggie in the back seat of a borrowed car.</p>
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		<title>Questing Marilyn: In Search of My Holy Grail, Personal Growth Through Travel</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 15:00:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marilyn Barnicke Belleghem</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Preface

Living is about learning. It is a lifelong Quest. Come with me on a part of my life journey and discover living from a new point of view. 

As a young child I learned things from my parents. By their words and actions, they taught me their way to live. I believed what I was told to believe and usually behaved as I was coerced into behaving. I was fearful of making decisions for myself. I feared I might make a wrong decision. When I trusted in my own decisions, I expected criticism and was filled with terror. I was bewildered. I tried to make sense of my experiences. Anxiety was often my companion.

I was taught that if I followed certain rules, acted in specific ways, and did certain things, my life would be happy and calm. Happy and calm was the goal. Keeping my parents happy and calm was part of my perception of my responsibility too. Being nice was a big part of achieving this goal.

In my childhood years, I feared that if I made choices for myself that were different from those that others expected me to make, my life might go wheeling out of control into chaos. At that time, I didn’t understand that it was the adults who had difficulty with me because they couldn’t control me. I thought that I must do the right thing, according to the definition of right set first by my parents, then by the priests, and later by my teachers. I must, at all costs, be good, by their definition of what that meant. When I managed to conform to their ways, I escaped their emotional reactions which I found so disquieting.

The safety and security of being directed, parented, and protected is seductive. However, as I grew in age and experience, I realized that those who were trying to show me how to live did not have a corner on the truth. I learned that other people did not live as we did. Our way was not the only way, or even necessarily the right way, to go about the experiences of living. I began to question those who told me that there was only one way to live. I asked many questions. I was not always given satisfactory answers.

Living within the controlling limits set by others is comfortable for a while. The cage of these restrictions confines me as much as a cage confines an animal in the zoo. For me, it eventually becomes unbearable. When feeling safe and comfortable with the familiar is no longer enough, I must break the “rules,” listen to my own inner drummer, and move to that beat. I must create my own path. I must follow a spiritual Quest.

I was called rebellious. I was rebuked, punished, and avoided by some people when I did not behave like one of the “nice” girls. When I did not follow the expected norm and maintain the status quo, I was criticized. That was when I first experienced loneliness.

When I roamed the fields and woods near my childhood home, I found my Self in the solitude of nature. I did not feel lonely because I had my Self and my imagination for companionship. I could pretend to be anyone and act any way I wanted. The birds and squirrels never scolded, and when a blue jay sounded as if it was doing so, I could laugh at the imagined rebuke and carry on with my play. This was not the way I handled it when others were present. I learned that, by using my imagination, I could be led to a healing of my Self and the sadness of not being accepted just didn’t matter. I sometimes thought of my companion as my guardian angel. I also heard her referred to as a guiding spirit.

Travelling through the process from dependent child to self-responsible adult has been a hazardous journey, fraught with pain and fear. Taking this journey has brought me face to face with some of the vital lessons of a fully lived life. The freedom to make decisions for myself and live with the consequences is often frightening and lonely. As a critical, thinking being, I have the power to analyse, observe, and decide for myself. I can develop the flexibility to look at alternative choices. I can create my own life.  

The foundation of how I live my life is built on my beliefs. The ideas I was originally taught about how a life should be lived have often come into conflict with the life I want to live. It is the tension between these two forces that I now recognize as the anxiety that leads me into the decision-making process. Knowing my inner conflict is about my beliefs and wants versus the norms expected of me by others, I can look carefully at the choices I face. My beliefs and the myths I have learned guide my steps and shape and limit my choices.

My fears keep me from stretching too far beyond the way I was in the past, while my desire to learn and grow leads me to new ways to be my Self.  

When I dare to listen seriously to my inner Self, I often feel fear. I know this fear. It has become familiar and it has power in my life. As I live with it, I discover I can venture forth into the place where I feel it most acutely. It leads me into territory that has previously been only a dream, or perhaps a nightmare. In the past, I have been told that everything is possible, and I have been told that some of my dreams are unattainable. The contradiction between these two concepts creates tension within me. Sometimes I just want the tension to go away so I can keep on doing the same old things that are familiar and safe. This is when I try to bury it with busyness.

I sometimes think that my life choices are unique to me; no one has been in my position before me, no one really understands me. I believe my life and my choices are as diverse as I am as a person. I am special.

As I have matured, I have gradually realized that there are common elements to life and developmental stages through which we all progress. I am travelling a route others have travelled before me. This awareness calms and comforts me. I need not feel isolated. The knowledge that I am at a normal and predictable stage that countless others have experienced and survived, stretches me from the disappointment of realizing that I am not so special after all, to the joy of not being totally alone.  

Like a formless ghost gliding just ahead of my awareness, the next stage of growth beckons me to follow. My spirit sees the apparition and senses the adventure. I follow just at my growing edge, travelling where I have never dared to go before. The excitement of the anticipation pulls me onward. I am not the only factor that controls my destiny. I hear a distant drum beat, a silent calling from deep within. Some invisible force to grow lures me on.

There are those who have travelled this way before me and those who will travel after me. Life has order. There is a grand design. Those who travel behind can learn from my experience. I can learn from those who went into this territory before me. I am part of the flow of human existence and the flow of the evolution of our species.

I can actively seek like-minded others to share my time and experiences. I have discovered that I can choose my friends. If I have no sense of choice, then I am not living my life in full consciousness. Sometimes, those who think like me drop into my life as if by magic. When I spend time with these like-minded soul mates, my previous panic settles into a sense of common adventure. Sharing personal stories of triumphs over oppression, conquered terrors, and fresh ways to be alive in the world, stirs my imagination.

I am choosing to flow with the current of life rather than lying in a tide pool experiencing the same things again and again. To do this, I must be brave. I must accept that at times there will be chaos. I will have to let go of needing to be in control and trust the universal forces. 

Living life with purpose and meaning is exciting. The energy of the universe flows through my being and creates more energy. The experience of this process is contagious. Sharing this universal life force is the essence of being truly alive and present in the act of living. The results are well worth the trials and tribulations I have met on the way. Journeying has become my way of life.

I now actively search for the next phase of my personal growth. I know I am planning to visit a “land” that is not entirely foreign, only foreign to me. As an adventurer I am on a journey that I believe will last me my whole life. A new relationship, discovery, or awareness excites me. I then apply the new skills and ideas in my life. This is how my life experience expands and changes.

When I realize I am doing something I have never done before or thinking in a way I have not experienced thought before, I practise the new-found skill to test it. Once I realize it has a broad spectrum of applications, I want to share my new discovery with anyone who is interested. I want to be your guide on this journey. This is my intention in sharing this personal Quest with you. 

Please read, learn, and enjoy.

Marilyn
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<p>Questing Marilyn: In Search of My Holy Grail, Personal Growth Through Travel, takes readers on a uniquely personal Quest to sacred and historical sites in England and Ireland.</p>
<p>You will visit</p>
<ul>
<li>Stonehenge</li>
<li>Avebury</li>
<li>Glastonbury</li>
<li>Bath</li>
<li>Tintagel</li>
<li>Kilkenny</li>
<li>Dublin</li>
<li>and other favourites of travellers</li>
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<p>I confront how what I was taught to believe influences my life as an adult.</p>
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<li>Explore myths and legends.</li>
<li>Question beliefs.</li>
<li>See how group dynamics provoke relationship issues.</li>
<li>Learn life skills.</li>
<li>See how I create a plan that allows me to experience deep joy and satisfaction.</li>
<li>Experience how my change in energy brings me new experiences in rich and marvellous ways that might appear to be coincidences.</li>
<li>Readers feel they are present on the journey.</li>
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<blockquote><p>“The most important message of this book, however, is the introduction of travel as a tool towards self-exploration and self-acceptance. Often, due to the busyness and chaos of daily life, individuals don&#8217;t have the luxury or time to truly understand who they are and what they want from life. However, during a vacation, normal routines and responsibilities can be temporarily forgotten. Thus, vacation time is the perfect time to reflect on these very personalized aspects of one&#8217;s life, how he or she feels about that life, and what they need to do to make his or herself happy. Moreover, this analysis need not take place in Britain or Ireland. In fact, where the reader&#8217;s quest starts and ends is completely unique to that individual.” <em>Tami Brady M.A., Co-Dean of the School of Religion and Spirituality, archaeological consultant, freelance writer, Calgary, Alberta.</em> <a href="http://www.tcm-ca.com/" target="_blank">www.tcm-ca.com</a></p></blockquote>
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<div class="pagecount">364 pages</div>
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		<title>In Search of Aimai Cristen</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 15:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>philgood</dc:creator>
		
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<p>A year ago, Diana decided to return home, get a teaching credential, and work with kids as mixed up as herself. Going through the boxes in the garage, the stuff her family had been lugging around for as long as she could remember, she found a record of another dropout from another generation. Her father&#8217;s Berkeley Barb articles were in those boxes, along with some short-story attempts, and the responses to Aimai Cristen&#8217;s ad in the Barb&#8217;s personal column. She wanted to discuss them. Her professor father was reluctant, afraid where their discussions might lead.</p>
<p>&#8221; Young attractive girl, 24, searching for love, compassion, joy from a man who can provide financial security. Write Aimai Cristen, Barb Box 3689, Barb Office, 1234 University Ave, Berkeley CA 94709.&#8221;</p>
<p>An odyssey through the late 1960&#8217;s from L.A.&#8217;s Shrine Auditorium to Berkeley and Altamont, this novel describes a daughter&#8217;s search today for her father and herself. </p>
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		<title>The Wrong War</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 15:00:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>jay cuze</dc:creator>
		
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<p>Agreeing to spy for the Confederacy, Jean-Pierre Mercier, a bilingual McGill student, survives the Battle of Baltimore to join the hundreds of correspondents who have flocked to Washington to report on the forthcoming War Between the States.<br />
A balloon ride brings him to Bull Run.  Appalled by the carnage among the green troops on both sides, he follows a Confederate deserter into the hills of Kentucky where he meets the young Protestant girl who will later become his wife.<br />
Rested, he resumes his mission, spying on the disposition of the Union troops at Mill Run and Shiloh.  Assigned to report on holes in the Union Naval Blockade, he travels down the Mississippi to New Orleans and then across the Southern States by train through Mobile, Macon, Savannah, and Charleston.<br />
Captured at Chancellorsville, he is sent to the Federal prison at Point Lookout.  Once he is free, he heads for home, riding to New York with a trainload of draft protestors.<br />
The man who returns to Montreal, hardened by travel, war, and the constant need to live by his wits, is far different from the boy who left. </p>
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		<title>Aroma of Orange Pekoe</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 15:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mark Gladding</dc:creator>
		
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Amusing and entertaining nostalgic incidents from the life of planters: Tea and Coffee, between 1959 and 1992 and covering NE India(Dooars and Assam)and Papua New Guinea.Planters and their families lived in remote areas of the country where they made their own entertainment and lived lavish lives in large bungalows.The Managers were considered minor Gods by [...]]]></description>
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<p>Amusing and entertaining nostalgic incidents from the life of planters: Tea and Coffee, between 1959 and 1992 and covering NE India(Dooars and Assam)and Papua New Guinea.Planters and their families lived in remote areas of the country where they made their own entertainment and lived lavish lives in large bungalows.The Managers were considered minor Gods by the labor who held them in high esteem.A Managers word was &#8216;law&#8217; and incontrovertible.</p>
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<div class="pagecount">108 pages</div>
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		<title>Can’t You Get Along With Anyone?</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 15:00:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mark Gladding</dc:creator>
		
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		<category><![CDATA[Allan Weisbecker]]></category>

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At the finale of his critically acclaimed first memoir, In Search of Captain Zero, Allan Weisbecker has found his paradise at the end of the road in outback Central America (Pavones, Costa Rica), and is working of the screen adaptation of the book, commissioned by Sean Penn and a major Hollywood studio. Can&#8217;t You Get [...]]]></description>
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<p>At the finale of his critically acclaimed first memoir, <em>In Search of Captain Zero</em>, Allan Weisbecker has found his paradise at the end of the road in outback Central America (Pavones, Costa Rica), and is working of the screen adaptation of the book, commissioned by Sean Penn and a major Hollywood studio. <em>Can&#8217;t You Get Along With Anyone?</em> is the story of Weisbecker&#8217;s paradise, its underbelly, his fall from grace with the powers that be in Hollywood and the publishing business, plus the near loss of his life due to the writing of the book; he exposes a double murderer and, more dangerously, the love of his life as a sociopath. Interwoven through the various catastrophes that test him on every level, are Weisbecker&#8217;s reflections on the process of writing the book itself and the nature of nonfiction. Weathering his after-writing throes, writer&#8217;s queasy gut, and hemorrhaging forehead (from staring at the blank page), Weisbecker maintains his sanity and perspective through his wry, sometimes wildly funny take on his own fears and flaws, and through retreat into the purity of the simple act of riding a wave.</p>
<blockquote><p>“As his sanity, health and existence are simultaneously mangled, Weisbecker somehow manages to solve a murder, wrestle the dark side of paradise, and wind up on multiple third world hit lists… <em>Can’t You Get Along With Anyone?</em> is a necessity for anyone who believes truth is indeed stranger than fiction… an entrancing, thoughtful and darkly humorous calamity.”</p>
<p class="quoteattributes" align="right"><em>&#8211;Surfer Magazine</em></p>
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<blockquote><p>“<em>Can’t You Get Along With Anyone? </em>is a writer’s book about writing. And when I say writer, I mean Writer. I’ve already compared Weisbecker’s writing with Alexandr Solzhenitsyn’s, and now I’m going to compare it to Mark Twain’s. Alexandr Solzhenitsyn is a Writer. Mark Twain is a Writer. And Allan Weisbecker is a Writer.”</p>
<p class="quoteattributes" align="right">&#8211;James Maclaren, <em>Ink 19 Magazine</em></p>
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<div class="pagecount">504 pages</div>
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