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#BookRelease ~ Charles Yallowitz ~ Legends of Windemere: Warlord of the Forgotten Age

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I can think of no better way to ring in the new year than by promoting a fellow author.
I’m delighted to welcome fantasy author Charles Yallowitz to my blog. Charles recently released his latest novel, Warlord of the Forgotten Age, the 15th and final book in the Legends of Windemere series.
Charles is a prolific author whose accomplishments are too numerous to mention in an introduction. I’ll try to do him justice at the end of this post. Now over to Charles, who will tell us about his writing experience and newest book.

Charles Yallowitz - Warload of the Forgotten Age

 Buy the book HERE
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Charles Yallowitz - The Hopeteller

Thank you to Tina Frisco for helping me promote my latest release, Legends of Windemere: Warlord of the Forgotten Age.  This is the final book of my fantasy adventure series, so I’ve been thinking a lot about the long journey.  15 volumes and 19 years later, I’m not the same person I was when I started.  How could I be?  One thing I did when I finished was looking at how I progressed along with the series.  Something this massive would show hints to my own development as a person, right?  Hence, the topic of what novel writing can teach us about ourselves.

The first thing I learned about myself goes back to the old favorite of pantser or plotter/planner.  As much as I love pants, I’m definitely more of a planner considering I put a lot of early work into outlines and character bios.  For a long series, I try to have the main story plotted out and the main cast designed before I even start.  This helps me maintain continuity and stay on target with foreshadowing.  Sure, I typically had to rewrite the next outline after I finished a book, but the major plot points remained intact.  That right there shows that I’m not 100% planner, which I think is the norm.  We gravitate more toward one than the other, but there’s at least a spark of the opposite in our work.  As much as I plan stuff out, outlines rarely survive the first draft process.  I merge, add, and erase sections while characters refuse to go along with some ideas.  You have to learn how to roll with this because a natural flow is better than forcing stuff.

You also learn about your own limits and boundaries.  How far are you willing to go with an action or romance scene?  What language are you comfortable with?  These are questions that we may answer without realizing it.  For me, I found that cursing didn’t work well for Legends of Windemere while it felt like a necessity for my Bedlam series.  Two different worlds and tones, which also effected the violence aspect.  I went for a little gore in my fantasy stuff because you have undead monsters and medieval weapons aren’t as clean as bullets.  Zombies ooze, vampires drink blood, and warriors can lose limbs, which I accepted without a problem.  Oddly enough, I had a harder time when it came to the sexual limits.  For the life of me, I can never bring myself to write the actual act.  Kissing, hugging, making out, removal of clothing without mentioning certain parts, and the afterglow were all done.  Actual sex?  It just didn’t feel like it was a necessity, which means I learned a limit.

We end up putting our opinions and thoughts on the world in our stories too.  It isn’t always apparent at first, but you can catch it on an editing run.  Many times, it will be a sudden ping in your head that part of yourself slipped into a scene.  I’ve found that half of these incidents had to be removed because it wasn’t in character and the rest worked because they were subtler.  You get passionate about something that isn’t writing and then get passionate about the story, the two can cross wires without realizing it.  The best example from me involves Fizzle the Drite (a small dragon with dragonfly wings) coming across a homeless child in the sewers.  He’s a character who has always been in the wild where orphaned animals are either left to die or adopted by another animal.  Fizzle would even step in to raise the kids, but his understanding was that it was the wilderness.  To him, cities were supposed to be different and seeing the abandonment of a small child confuses him to the point where he thinks it’s plain wrong.  He asks questions about why people let it happen, which I realized came from me because it’s something I personally don’t understand.  So, a character and story can end up being a voice for the author to vent confusion and frustration about a social situation.

I’ve been kind of dancing around the big one, which is we can learn how we see the concept of good and evil.  This is probably more so for adventure writers like myself who pit heroes against villains.  Getting straight to the point, I realized long ago that evil wins too often in the real world.  Either that or we pay too much attention to evil while good is dancing around in the background asking for even a half-hearted clap.  Call me naïve and foolish *waits for the shouting to stop*, but I don’t like escaping reality to read about a world that comes off just as stressful and unbalanced as our own.  Yeah, I’m getting very close to social commentary, but my point is that this led to my personal goal for writing.  It’s to entertain and give people an adventure that will help them forget the world for a while.  Making a point is nice and can make a story stronger, but I really find myself more interested in using my stories to make a reader shed some of their stress.  It could even be hope.  If these fictional characters can prove that good conquers evil then why can’t the flesh and blood citizens of our world not to do the same?

Again, thank you to Tina for letting me be on her blog.  Please check out Legends of Windemere: Warlord of the Forgotten Age and enjoy the adventure.

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About Charles Yallowitz

Charles Yallowitz, Author

Charles Yallowitz was born and raised on Long Island, NY, but he has spent most of his life wandering his own imagination in a blissful haze. Occasionally, he would return from this world for the necessities such as food, showers, and Saturday morning cartoons. One day he returned from his imagination and decided he would share his stories with the world. After his wife decided that she was tired of hearing the same stories repeatedly, she convinced him that it would make more sense to follow his dream of being a fantasy author. So, locked within the house under orders to shut up and get to work, Charles brings you Legends of Windemere. He looks forward to sharing all of his stories with you, and his wife is happy he finally has someone else to play with.

Catch the rest of the LEGENDS OF WINDEMERE on
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All cover art done by JASON PEDERSEN

         Charles Yallowitz - Legends of Windemere        Charles Yallowitz - Legends of Windemere

Charles Yallowitz BOOKS

Purchase Charles’ books on
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Connect with Charles on his sites:
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I want to thank Charles for being my guest today, and I hope you enjoyed learning more about him. Do visit and follow his blog, and connect with him on social media.
Thanks so much for stopping by
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Darkness Defines the Light – Guest Post by, Tina Frisco… | Chris The Story Reading Ape’s Blog

Chris Graham, the best darn Story Reading Ape in the blogosphere, offers monthly guest posts to authors in his Hall of Fame. You can learn how to gain entry into this prestigious club HEREI’ve been contributing guest posts for the past year and a half, and have met many new and wonderful bloggers. 
Today I’m sharing my guest post for this month, published last Saturday on Chris’ blog. I hope you’ll head over to continue reading and, while there, follow Chris (if you’re not already doing so) and explore the many wonderful opportunities he has to offer. Thanks so much for stopping by ❤ 

 

Photo by Ningren
Image courtesy of Ningren
Without darkness, light would have no definition. Without evil, good would never be challenged to expand. Without definition and challenge, there would be no growth. Without growth, our spirits would not evolve.
Many indigenous peoples say the Earth is a schoolhouse and we incarnate here in order to learn. This makes sense only if we view the spirit as separate from the corporeal. If we do, then advancing to higher consciousness and an elevated spiritual plane holds great promise for human transcendence.
The Earth is a bipolar planet. Since all matter converts to energy, we can infer that our lessons will be of a bipolar nature. Darkness and evil are not, in and of themselves, our enemies. When we set up something as the enemy, we constrict and lose all prospect of growth. When we see adversity as our ally, our growth potential expands and accelerates.
I recently reviewed The Little Soul and the Sun by Neale Donald Walsch. You can read my review HERE
The Little Soul and the Sun by Neale Donald Walsch
The message in this book is that our spirits pledge with one another to learn specific lessons when we incarnate, and each of us plays a role specific to any person or persons with whom we have contracted. Thus, if I pledge to help another soul learn joy, I might be the implement of sorrow. Likewise: prejudice → tolerance; cruelty → compassion; animosity → forgiveness; fear → love.
This places adversity in a very different light, inclusive of the importance of endeavoring to change a bad situation. Growth lies in rising to the challenges we pledged to meet when making our contracts.
Viewing life in this way is empowering. If we made a contract that we later discover no longer serves, then it is within our power to change it. However, we might not readily see the means by which to do so. I have encountered this many times in my life and still struggle with it in some areas.
My spiritual teacher has often told me that I have the power to manifest what I want within a split second.
Continue reading . . . 
Source: Darkness Defines the Light – Guest Post by, Tina Frisco… | Chris The Story Reading Ape’s Blog

Guest Author #SallyCronin ~ Grace, a Christmas Story from What’s in a Name?

I am so pleased to feature author Sally Cronin during this Holiday Season. Sally’s generosity in promoting fellow authors on her blog, Smorgasbord Invitation, is well-known, and I am delighted to reciprocate. 
Sally recently released the double-volume of her book, What’s in a Name? available in paper on Amazon UK. 

What's in a Name Vols. 1 & 2 by Sally Cronin

Buy the book HERE 

The e-Book and Volumes 1 & 2 can be purchased separately on Amazon US HERE 

Sally is sharing with us today a lovely Christmas story from What’s in a Name? Volume 1. This story exemplifies the true spirit of the season: love, compassion, and gratitude. 
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Grace
It was Grace’s fifth birthday and the staff at the council run orphanage had made sure that there was an iced cake for tea and some small wrapped presents beside the plastic yellow plate. The children sat at tables for ten boys and ten girls and meal times were expected to be conducted in silence. This rule was however broken on birthdays, when all fifty children would stand up and sing Happy Birthday enthusiastically in the hopes of receiving a thin slice of the oblong sponge cake.
Grace sat in silence as the noise erupted around her and gently fingered the blue and white wrapping paper on the nearest present to her. From the shape she could see that it was a book. It would not be new; a hand me down from one of the older children. Still, in this home of abandoned children, a gift was always treasured. A tear rolled down her flushed cheeks and slid into the corners of her mouth. She wiped them away hurriedly; being a cry baby was frowned upon. Gratefulness for the charity that put a roof over your head and food on the table in front of you was drummed into the children from a very early age.
The energetic rendering of the song ended and there was a scrapping of wooden chair legs as all fifty children sat down at once. Silence resumed as slices of bread and butter were grabbed and placed onto plates with well-scrubbed hands. There were four small dishes of jam around each table and the youngest children would wait their turn knowing that receiving a small spoonful would be an unusual bonus. One of the serving ladies, a local girl called Alice, took away the oblong iced sponge cake to be cut into thin slices. After Grace had been served one of the pieces; the large platter moved around the dining hall watched eagerly by fifty pairs of eyes.
Picking at the cake with trembling fingers, Grace managed to eat a few morsels before a coughing fit overtook her. The matron came across and slapped the child firmly on her back and offered her the beaker of diluted orange juice.
‘Come on girl, buck up,’ the stout grey-haired woman looked down at her sternly. ‘There is many a child here who would be delighted to have these treats’
Grace tried her best to smile knowing that being labelled ungrateful brought consequences, and having been disciplined twice recently, she was in no hurry to repeat the experience. It was not seen as cruelty to stand a child in a corner for an hour at a time or to send them to bed without even this meagre supper. Grace had felt the pangs of hunger more than once since her best friend Hope had left the orphanage.
The thought of her friend waving goodbye as she had left in her smart new tartan coat, made Grace catch her breath. To stop herself crying she pinched her arm as hard as possible. She hoped that Hope had not forgotten her now that she had a real mummy and daddy. The two girls had been brought to the orphanage within days of each other at only six weeks old in the winter of 1953; as toddlers they had become inseparable. They were so very different that no-one could mistake them for sisters. Grace had straight red hair that frizzed at the slightest dampness and freckles sprinkled her nose and cheeks. She grew rapidly into a gangly five year old whilst Hope, with her curly blonde hair and blue eyes, remained petite and doll-like.
It was always hoped that the babies who arrived at the orphanage would be adopted into a good home. Although there had been some interest initially, by the time the two girls reached four years old it was becoming more and more unlikely that this would happen.
However, a few months ago a couple had arrived and immediately taken to Hope and started the proceedings to adopt her. The two small girls had known nothing but this regimented environment and never imagined that one day they might be separated so devastatingly.
The matron rang the large brass bell on her table. The children stood ready to file out to the games room for an hour before bedtime at seven o’clock. Grace trailed behind the other girls from her table clasping her three gifts; as yet unopened. As the older boys played with some wooden toys in the corner, some of the smaller children clustered around Grace and begged her to open the presents. As expected there was a dog-eared picture book of fairy stories which was passed around and admired. One of the other packages contained a small packet of sherbet sweets that were eagerly sampled and in the third was a woollen scarf in a bright red colour. Grateful for its warmth, Grace wrapped around her neck and sat until bedtime looking at the pictures in her new book.
Grace had barely eaten since her birthday and the head teacher at the primary school in the village had rung matron to say that the child was becoming more and more withdrawn. Although strict and somewhat fierce looking, the matron was not an intentionally unkind woman and she called in the doctor from the local surgery.
He was a gruff looking man with a shaggy mane of greying hair. The children adored him because he always arrived with pockets filled with boiled sweets. He sat on the edge of Grace’s bed and having examined her carefully, he took her little hand in his.
‘Well little Grace what a pickle we are in,’ he smiled down at the solemn child. ‘It is nearly Christmas and you will miss all the fun if you don’t start eating soon and you will have to stay in bed.’
The child turned her head away and whispered into her pillow. ‘I only want Hope to come back home for Christmas.’
The doctor returned downstairs and met with matron behind the closed door of her office. Reluctantly at his request she made a phone call and proceeded to have a lengthy discussion with the person on the end of the line.
Having left instructions that Grace was to be fed every two to three hours with some chicken broth and a little toast and jelly if she would eat it, Doctor Baxter left to continue his rounds. He promised to return on Christmas Eve in three days to see how the patient was doing and also to carry out his annual duties as Father Christmas at the children’s party.
Grace did sip a little of the broth and nibbled at the toast and three days later she was carried downstairs and sat on a chair near to the Christmas tree. The children had made all the decorations and what they might have lacked in expertise they had made up for in bright colours and glitter. Fairy lights flickered through the branches of the tree that had been donated by the villagers along with a present for every child in a sack placed by a big red arm chair. The presents were to be distributed before they would sit down to unusually overflowing platefuls of sandwiches, jelly and as a very special treat, Christmas cake. The boys and girls were not sure what they were looking forward to most.
Hearing tyres on the gravel of the drive the children rushed to the windows of the dining hall and started clutching each other in excitement. Santa Claus sat in the back of a large open topped black car and when the vehicle stopped; he opened the door and stepped out to wave to them all. They were so focused on his progress as he walked to the front door that the three other passengers in the vehicle went unnoticed.
Ten minutes later Santa was sat in his large comfortable chair and the children came up one by one to sit on his knee and were given a present wrapped in festive paper, tied with either a blue or pink ribbon. Grace watched the proceedings quietly on the side lines until there was just one present left. Alice put down the jug of juice that she was serving to the children and came over, picking Grace up and depositing her gently on Santa’s lap. The white faced child glanced up into a pair of twinkling eyes that looked vaguely familiar, but it was difficult to tell who was behind the big white bushy beard.
He leant down and whispered in her ear. ‘I hear that you would like something very special for Christmas, is that right little girl?’ he winked at her. ‘I hope that I’ve brought you what you wished for.’
At that moment Grace’s eyes were drawn to three people who had suddenly appeared at Santa’s shoulder. For a moment she froze in place, then pushing herself off his knee, she wrapped her arms around the small blonde girl standing in front of a smiling man and woman.
The two girls remained huddled in each other’s arms sobbing uncontrollably until the woman knelt down beside them and wiped their faces with a clean white handkerchief. Satisfied that she had managed to stop the flood of tears, she reached out and took each of their hands in her own.
‘Hope has missed you dreadfully Grace and we have heard so much about you,’ she smiled at the bewildered Grace. ‘We were all hoping that you would like to come and live with us too; as Hope’s sister.’
An hour later the group of adults watched as the two girls sat side by side at a table. They were talking non-stop except when selecting and eating another sandwich or a piece of cake.
Even matron could not hold back a smile at the change in Grace now that she was reunited with her soul mate. As for Santa, he scratched his face behind the itchy beard and wished that he could capture this moment for ever.
Happy Christmas Grace…
©SallyCronin What’s in a Name? 

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What's in a Name Vol. 1 by Sally Cronin

One of the 5-star reviews for What’s in a Name? Volume 1
A highly recommended read. This is a gift for the soul.
on October 7, 2017 
What’s in a Name by Sally Cronin is an absolute gem of a book. Cronin is a gifted storyteller, and readers are sure to be moved  and intrigued by this collection that was inspired by real-life occurrences. These are stories that will move you and stay with you long after you finish. I read through this collection in one day and have revisited it many times since. A book so enticing is a true testament to the skill of an author. To keep a book near, allowing one to relish in the many emotions it is sure to evoke, ultimately speaks to the treasures held within.
The characters come to life, and it’s impossible not to think of similar people we have met along our own journeys. I laughed and cried, found solace in heartfelt reflection.
A highly recommended read. This is a gift for the soul.
Also by Sally Cronin 
Books by Sally Cronin

All books available at  Amazon US  and  Amazon UK

About Sally Cronin

Sally Cronin

I have been a storyteller most of my life (my mother called them fibs!). Poetry, song lyrics and short stories were left behind when work and life intruded, but that all changed in 1996. My first book Size Matters was a health and weight loss book based on my own experiences of losing 70kilo. I have written another ten books since then on health and also fiction including three collections of short stories. I am an indie author and proud to be one. My greatest pleasure comes from those readers who enjoy my take on health, characters and twisted endings… and of course come back for more.

Connect with Sally on her social networks and follow her blog and on Amazon:  Blog   Moyhill Publishing   Goodreads  Twitter  Facebook  LinkedIn   Google+   Amazon US   Amazon UK   

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I hope you enjoyed Sally’s heartwarming story and are making beautiful memories during this magical festive season. 
Namaste, my friends ❤ 

Featured image by Pixabay CCO 

#Booklaunch – Twenty Years: After “I Do” by D.G. Kaye

Debby Gies, aka D.G. Kayehas just released her 6th memoir,  Twenty Years: After “I Do”. She speaks from the heart and bares her soul in her writing. I couldn’t recommend her books more highly. 
Debby is an ardent supporter of authors, featuring guest posts and interviews, reblogs, book reviews, tips and tricks, and much more. She is an inspiration and a woman I am proud to call Sister and Friend. 
Join me in congratulating Debby on launching her new book. She frequently shares her fellow authors’ posts, so please do her the honor of sharing this, or her original launch post, to your social networks. Thank you so much ♥  

 

Twenty Years: After "I Do" by D.G. Kaye

Buy the book HERE
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May/December memoirs.

In this personal accounting, D.G. Kaye shares the insights and wisdom she has accrued through twenty years of keeping her marriage strong and thriving despite the everyday changes and challenges of aging. Kaye reveals how a little creative planning, acceptance, and unconditional love can create a bond no obstacle will break. Kaye’s stories are informative, inspiring, and a testament to love eclipsing all when two people understand, respect, and honor their vows. She adds that a daily sprinkling of laughter is a staple in nourishing a healthy marriage.

Twenty years began with a promise. As Kaye recounts what transpired within that time, she shows that true love has no limits, even when one spouse ages ahead of the other. 

EXCERPT
Chapter: To the Moon with Laughter 

I’ve witnessed many relationships head south when the initial attraction fades. Sure, people change opinions, preferences, or attitudes on certain issues as time passes, but if our core values or personality change, or if the common elements of enjoyment once shared between two people dissipate, we question our happiness. If we’re not happy about our partner’s personality change or views, a little bit of laughter dies within us. It becomes difficult to feel comfortable with our partner when inner unrest grows. The new discomfort curtails our ability to remain happy and feel the familiar freedom to laugh when our partner no longer shares the same humor. Note that I’m not referring to changes such as complacency or laziness that may set in due to declining energy levels. Age will sometimes alter our agility and even certain desires, but it doesn’t have to affect our senses of humor. Age creeping into a good marriage shouldn’t be a relationship killer.

EDITORIAL REVIEW 

Twenty Years: After “I Do” shows not only newly married couples but also those in the middle of their lives how to navigate companionship challenges and show love and kindness to their partners, handling life together gracefully and in harmony.

Multibook self-help author D.G. Kaye demonstrates, using examples from her own marriage, how to really commit to a relationship—till death do us part. 

– Doris-Maria Heilmann, 111 Publishing

BIO D.G. Kaye Writer

Debby Gies is a Canadian nonfiction/memoir author who writes under the pen name of D.G. Kaye. She was born, raised, and resides in Toronto, Canada. Kaye writes about her life experiences, matters of the heart and women’s issues.

D.G. writes to inspire others. Her writing encompasses stories taken from events she encountered in her own life, and she shares the lessons taken from them. Her sunny outlook on life developed from learning to overcome challenges in her life, and finding the upside from those situations, while practicing gratitude for all the positives.

When Kaye isn’t writing intimate memoirs, she brings her natural sense of humor into her other works. She loves to laugh and self- medicate with a daily dose of humor.

Why I Write

I love to tell stories that have lessons in them, and hope to empower others by sharing my own experiences. I write raw and honest about my own experiences, hoping through my writing, that others can relate and find that there is always a choice to move from a negative space, and look for the positive.

Quotes

“Live Laugh Love . . . And Don’t Forget to Breathe!”

“For every kindness, there should be kindness in return. Wouldn’t that just make the world right?”

When I’m not writing, I’m reading or quite possibly looking after some mundane thing in life. It’s also possible I may be on a secret getaway trip, as that is my passion—traveling. 

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Find Debby’s other books and read the reviews on
Amazon US     Amazon UK     Goodreads  

D.G. Kaye Amazon Author Page

Connect with Debby on her Website and social networks:
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Thanks so much for stopping by ❤

#AllanHudson Releases His New Book: Wall of War

Join me in congratulating Allan Hudson on the release of his new book, Wall of War (Drake Alexander Adventures Book 2). To celebrate and help promote his work, I invited Allan to share an excerpt from his thrilling new mystery. You can learn how to connect with him at the end of this post.

Wall of War by Allan Hudson

Buy the book HERE

 

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Deep in the wilderness of the Peruvian Andes lies a monument hidden for centuries. Who were the builders? Why was it abandoned? What secrets does it reveal?

In 1953, an amateur rock climber makes a startling discovery. Overwhelmed by the choices he must make, the mountaineer completes his ascent deciding he will document his findings and present them to his superiors as soon as possible. It will take another fifty years before anyone reads what he wrote.

In 2004 news of the strange revelation reaches Drake Alexander. He will become involved whether he likes it or not. People very dear to him are plunged into a nightmare of avarice, impairment and death. Using all his skills as an ex-soldier, with accomplices he can trust, can he save his tormented friends from the raiders that thirst for the secret that lies within the mountains?

EXCERPT
from Chapter 1

He picks himself up, brushes away some of the dust and retrieves his tool. When he bends down to pick it up, he disturbs a dusty blue rag that was rolled into the insulation. He picks it up.

“What have we here, Miguel?”

Miguel is braced upon the ladder. He watches Teodoro reach for the rag, noticing that there is something rolled up inside where the edge of the flap is open.

“It’s very heavy, whatever it is.”

Teodoro unravels the cloth to reveal a roll of paper.  The shiny edge of something gleams from within. He drops the rag to the floor, holding the items in his hand. The paper has an unfamiliar feel and thickness. As Teodoro unrolls the paper, the golden object slips out, falling to the floor. Miguel has alit from the ladder, curious as to what Teodoro has. He is standing beside the younger man when the object falls. He picks it up. Holding it in both hands, the men are speechless as it is obviously made of gold. After several moments, Miguel says, “This is an ancient dagger, Teodoro; it is similar to one on display I saw at the University in Cuzco. Archeologists have suggested knives like this were used in what was referred to as capacocha ceremonies, human sacrifice, often children. The squat figure of the haft might be a depiction of one of their gods. This one reminds me of Supai, the god of death, but I’m only guessing.”

Teodoro remains spellbound, not so much by Miguel’s interpretation, but at what such a relic might be worth. He has forgotten about the paper he holds in his hand until Miguel hands the golden object out to him and says, “Hold this Teodoro and let me see the paper. Handle the scroll carefully for it seems quite old.”

The men trade objects; the younger man’s eyes are glazed by greed, unnoticed by Miguel. Teodoro handles the dagger with caution, turning it over while inspecting the details of the carved figure. Miguel studies the paper roll, surprised at how white the paper is. It hasn’t yellowed like most paper, adding to the mystery. The texture is much different than normal paper; it almost feels like a banknote. It is then that he realizes that it is likely rag paper, paper made from fibres of the cotton plant. That would explain why it is not brittle.

Dark Side of Promise by Allan Hudson

 

About Allan Hudson

I live by Cocagne Bay in Eastern Canada where the summers are hot by the seaside and the snow is deep in the winter. I married the greatest gal on earth, Gloria, and have a wonderful son Adam, two great stepsons Mark (Nathalie) and Chris (Mireille)Young. Three grandchildren Matthieu, Natasha and Damian.

I love reading. My mother was my school teacher and taught me to read and write when I was young. I’m thankful for that.
I’m a carpenter, woodworker, aspiring author and I sell jewellery for a living at Peoples Jewellers.

I love jazz music and am a HUGE fan of JJ Cale.

I have a wonderful life. I hope that you will read my novels – Wall of War and Dark Side of a Promise . I trust you will enjoy them and if so please tell someone.

I can be reached at allan.f.hudson@gmail.com. Please visit my website if you like short stories, guest writers and interviews.

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My thanks to Allan for being my guest and sharing his new book with us. Learn more about Allan and connect with him by visiting his sites below. Thanks so much for stopping by

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Guest Post – Tina Frisco on #Forgiveness

Just before I took my blogging break in August, the lovely Debby Gies, aka D.G. Kaye, invited me to guest post on her blog. Debby is the Sherlock Holmes of our blogging community 🙂 Aside from featuring authors, books reviews, and myriad reblogs, she regularly shares tips and tricks she garners from sleuthing. If you’re not familiar with Debby, do yourself a favor and visit her informative BLOG
My thanks to Debby for her abiding generosity and enthusiastic spirit. I was honored and delighted to be her guest, and would like to share that post with you now 
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D.G. Kaye Author

As many of you know, I enjoy sharing posts here by Tina Frisco. And I was elated at Tina’s agreement to write a guest post to feature here today while I’m knee-deep in re-writes on my newest book. Tina has an inner wisdom, which opens our eyes to simple things we often take for granted, or sometimes hold a place within us that we sometimes struggle with but may not be able to come to terms with. In this post, Tina shares her experience with finding forgiveness and methods she utilizes to delve deep within her soul to find resolution.

Author Tina Frisco

Forgiveness

Terri Webster Schrandt
Image courtesy of Terri Webster Schrandt

“We tend to think of the rational as a higher order, but it is the emotional that marks our lives. One often learns more from ten days of agony than from ten years of contentment.” –Merle Shain, Canadian journalist and author, 1935-1989

Forgiveness is the highest form of virtue. It requires a strong and open heart. It challenges faith, trust, and understanding. It demands a willingness to let go of judgment. It moves us into compassion and elevates our consciousness. It fashions a deeper awareness of ourselves and others. Its gift is a more peaceful and fruitful life lived here on Mother Earth.

Forgiving someone a deep hurt is one of the most difficult challenges I have had to face.

As a small child, I was abused and often overlooked in favor of my younger sister. I was an afterthought. Because children have embryonic coping mechanisms, this neglectful behavior by the adults in my life carved a deep hole in my psyche. Desperate to be recognized, I became an overachiever and a slave to codependence. The imperatives of service and recognition fueled my desperation to a point where it imploded. I fragmented, and many took advantage. I was a walking, breathing wound.

In my teenage years, salt was added to that wound by those who mistook my need to help for egoism. Fortunately, I have a strong will and was able to rebut such claims. Unfortunately, this got me nowhere. I was labeled stubborn, angry, selfish, and a know-it-all. I would be the first to volunteer and the last to be selected. No matter how hard I tried, I could not get people to see me.

These labels followed me into early adulthood. Every time my eagerness to serve was mistaken for arrogance or selfishness, I either lashed out or fell into despair. My life had become one of emotional extremes – a roller coaster ride of peaks and valleys, racing fast to stand still.

All of this began to change when, at age thirty-three, I apprenticed to a medicine woman. She was as brutal in pointing out my weaknesses as she was compassionate in acknowledging my strengths. She forced me to dive deep and breathe while in the grasp of fear. Upon surfacing, I saw that all emotion is self-imposed. I alone am responsible for the choices I make. As my awareness grew, I began to own who I am – a wounded warrior made stronger for having faced that which terrorized me.

A few years into my apprenticeship, an issue I thought I had resolved attacked with a sudden and nauseating potency. Once again, and painfully, I felt overlooked. The hurt cut so deep, I nearly lost my life. I thought I was regressing, but I thought wrong. Issues become lighter as they are resolving. The pieces we have dealt with rise toward the surface. The nearer the surface, the more clearly we see them and the more powerful the impact. As these pieces are released, we might feel we are exploding, much like an erupting boil or volcano.

Naively, or perhaps wishfully, I thought I had finally battled this demon for the last time. Again, I thought wrong.

Continue reading … 

Source: Guest post by Tina Frisco – forgiveness

#BookRelease: What’s in a Name? Vols. 1 and 2 by Sally Cronin ~ Print Version

I am pleased to join Sally Cronin in announcing the publication of the two-volume print version of her book, What’s in a Name. Those of you familiar with Sally know her as an avid supporter of her fellow bloggers, consistently promoting our artistic endeavors on her outstanding blog magazine, Smorgasbord Invitation. If you’re not familiar with Sally, do visit and follow her blog. As the title Smorgasbord implies, there’s something for everyone ~ health, food, books, music, humor, life in general. And now, over to Sally to tell you about her new book … 

Sally Cronin

What’s in a Name is a collection of short stories across two volumes, about the influence our given names can have on our lives. Those names may have previously belonged to the famous and brave, a loved family member, or picked out of a hat by our parents. But they all have one thing in common. They are with us from birth until the grave and they are how we are remembered by those we meet.

What's in a Name Vols. 1 & 2 by Sally Cronin

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Both these short story collections have been brought together in one print copy. Currently available only in the UK and Ireland. Both volumes are available separately in eBook version.

What’s in a Name Volume One

What's in a Name Vol. 1 by Sally Cronin

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There are names that have been passed down through thousands of years which have powerful and deep-rooted meaning to their bearers. Other names have been adopted from other languages, cultures and from the big screen. They all have one thing in common. They are with us from birth until the grave and they are how we are known to everyone that we meet.

There are classical names such as Adam, David and Sarah that will grace millions of babies in the future. There are also names that parents have invented or borrowed from places or events in their lives which may last just one lifetime or may become the classic names of tomorrow.  

What’s in a Name Volume Two

What's in a Name Vol. 2 by Sally Cronin

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Our legacy is not always about money or fame, but rather in the way that people remember our name after we have gone. In these sixteen short stories we discover the reasons why special men and women will stay in the hearts and minds of those who have met them. Romance, revenge and sacrifice all play their part in the lives of these characters.

Kenneth watches the love of his life dance on New Year’s Eve while Lily plants very special flowers every spring for her father. Martha helps out a work colleague as Norman steps back out into the world to make a difference. Owen brings light into a house and Patrick risks his life in the skies over Britain and holds back from telling a beautiful redhead that he loves her.

In one way or another all these characters will be remembered by those whose lives they have touched.

One of the reviews for Volume Two of What’s in a Name

One of my most FAVORITE reads of 2017 By Carmen Stefanescu on September 5, 2017

It is the first fiction book written by Sally Cronin that I’ve had the opportunity to read. I was drawn into What’s in a Name collection and went on reading until the last story was done. I would call most of them “tales with a twist.” I really did enjoy this book…you may need some tissue at times. You will love the unexpected and won’t think to put the book down. I found it hard to put down

The motives and emotions of the characters in all of the stories were well defined and expressed. I really liked the fact that each story came to a satisfying ending and the next story quickly engaged me with the new people and place. It’s undoubtedly one of my most FAVORITE reads of 2017, in my TOP 5. Sally Cronin creates stories that will keep you flipping pages and loving it!

I won’t tell you what they are about because being short stories I would reveal important details and I want other readers to live themselves the emotions I experienced. What I can tell you is that each story is as touching and compelling as the next one. The thread that links them all stories or characters is sacrifice and romance. Children, parents, lovers, life being lived.

These stories are for me like a fragrant flowers bouquet, each flower having its own special color and scent.

If you are short on time, What’s in a Name allows you to read something start to finish, which I love. Great for airplanes or a one hour mental break, beside being just great for personal “escape from the world.”

Also by Sally Cronin

Books by Sally Cronin

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About Sally Cronin

I have been a storyteller most of my life (my mother called them fibs!). Poetry, song lyrics and short stories were left behind when work and life intruded, but that all changed in 1996. My first book Size Matters was a health and weight loss book based on my own experiences of losing 70kilo. I have written another ten books since then on health and also fiction including three collections of short stories. I am an indie author and proud to be one. My greatest pleasure comes from those readers who enjoy my take on health, characters and twisted endings… and of course come back for more.

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