Monday, October 27, 2008
I have decided to post an excerpt from last night's episode of 20/40 where Barbetha Waters interviewed the candidate who could very well be the next president of this country.
BW: Goofy, how long will you deny the affair that took place between you and Lady while Tramp was away on business?
Goofy: Well, goosh, Barbetha, read my lips. The alleged affair between Lady and myself never took place. Besides, Tramp was not alone on his business trip. He took Peg. I repeat, I have had no relations with Lady whatsoever.
BW: And what about the polygamy scandal with your two ex-wives? Do you honestly expect the American people to believe that the accusation is false when we have witnesses from the Aristocat Group that testify they were present at both weddings? Stop trying to jerk our chains and admit it!
Goofy: Under no circumstances will I admit it because it is not true. I divorced Jewel before I married Hollie, pure and simple.
BW: There are those who think you have crossed the line with your proposal of the "Dog and Master Look-a-like Day." You really think we need a holiday celebrating people whose features favor their dogs? What about the ones who look nothing alike? Don't you think they will feel left out?
Goofy:Of course they're going to feel left out, but that is to be expected. We can't please everyone. Nevertheless, we do what we can for those dedicated owners who aren't ashamed to go out in public dressed like their dog. That is exactly what this country is missing, pride in pet ownership. A vote for me will bring that pride back.
BW: We have witnesses who have reported seeing you enter the Club 57 disco this past Saturday with a tall, voluptuous blonde. They think it was Betty Boop in disguise. They also reported seeing your underage son, Max outside the club with his skateboarding friends. Is that true?
Goofy: Goosh, I would have to say . . . no comment. Now let's talk about the extra rations of Kibbles-n-Bits and steak I would like to propose for America. Now I think. . .
BW: That's all the time we have tonight. I'm Barbetha Waters and we'll see you next time on 20/40.
Isn't election time fun? :o)
Book: Hawksong - The Kiesha'Ra Volume 1
Author: Amelia Atwater Rhodes
Publisher: Laurel-Leaf Books
In this engaging fantasy, Danica Shardae is an avian shapeshifter. She is a princess of her people who, like the birds they become, is reserved and disciplined, yet full of passion. Her people have been at war with the serpiente, a people who shapeshift into serpent forms, for so many years that no one remembers how it all started. The hatred and bloodshed have taken a heavy toll on both sides, and Danica and Zane Cobriana, a prince among the serpiente, are determined to stop it, at any cost. He is the last of his line as is Danica and so he proposes that the avian and serpiente royalty meet at a neutral place and seek mediation to end the war. The mediator proposal-that Danica and Zane marry-is so crazy and repugnant a plan that both parties leave immediately. The young people, however, consider it in spite of the apparent lunacy, for it would mean an end to the fighting. But can they pull it off? And can they keep the dissenters among them from destroying this shred of a chance for peace?
I LOVE this series. It's a great Romeo-Juliet kind of story that keeps you engrossed to the very end.
Hawksong, as well as the rest of the books in this YA series can be purchased at Barnes&Noble or by logging on to Amazon.com
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Monday, October 20, 2008
Thought For The Week
Start living now. Stop saving the good china for that special occasion. Stop withholding your love until that special person materializes. Every day you are alive is a special occasion. Every minute, every breath, is a gift from God.
Mary Manin Morrissey
Author: Richard Paul Evans
Publisher: Simon & Shcuster
She was my first kiss. My first love. She was a little match girl who could see the future in the flame of a candle. She was a runaway who taught me more about life than anyone has before or since. And when she was gone my innocence left with her.
As I begin to write, a part of me feels as if I am awakening something best left dead and buried, or at least buried. We can bury the past, but it never really dies. The experience of that winter has grown on my soul like ivy climbing the outside of a home, growing until it begins to tear and tug at the brick and mortar.I pray I can still get the story right. My memory, like my eyesight, has waned with age. Still, there are things that become clearer to me as I grow older. This much I know: too many things were kept secret in those days. Things that never should have been hidden. And things that should have.
As always with Richard's books, I came away from this story crying my eyes out, yet I felt uplifted. This is now another of my Christmas favorites.
Grace can be purchased at you local book store or by logging on to Amazon.com
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Monday, October 13, 2008
Yes, today I have decided to shamelessly toot my own horn:o) I am featuring an excerpt from my YA fantasy The Journey. And, I am running a special. Purchase a copy of The Journey and receive The St. John Trilogy and For Love of Angel ebooks free!
Ciran's eyes widened in wonder as she took in the scene beyond the gate. There were people walking to and fro along the gray cobblestone streets. Small merchandising stands lined the streets where people were purchasing various items. Large stone buildings loomed imposingly, casting shadows over the stands and providing shade for both merchants and patrons.
Ciran lifted her eyes and gazed at the elegant structures. Some were more so than others with stone spires reaching toward the heavens and archways that had to have been created by the most gifted artisans. She guessed this area to be the town square.
Glancing back the way she came, Ciran was startled to find that the gate was no longer there. In its place was a large cluster of flowering bushes. Shades of pink, purple, and ivory burst from the branches, providing a feast of wonder and beauty to her eyes. Puzzled, she scanned the area around the floral bushes, searching for the missing entrance but saw nothing except a wall of stone.
I should not be surprised, she mused with a half smile. There was definitely no changing her mind now. Not that she would even if she could. She was determined to see this through.
Turning back to face the crowded street, Ciran opened her satchel and pulled out a small piece of paper containing an address Alana told her to find. There, she would find permanent lodging and work. Looking up and down the street, she stood unmoving for a moment and tried to decide which direction she should go. She closed her eyes for a moment and attempted to shake away the sudden feeling of aloneness. Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes and found the courage to forge ahead. She would get nowhere standing still as she was.
Just as she was about to step into the street, a black and gray carriage pulled up, stopping right in front of her, completely taking her by surprise. The carriage driver immediately jumped down and she was startled, not only by his action, but his appearance as well. The man stood no more than four feet tall. Fiery red hair flowed past his shoulders and bushy brows framed his gold-colored eyes. His smile was wide as he approached her.
“Are you needing a ride to Havenwood, miss?”
“I am,” Ciran replied.
“I am Orion. I am here to take you to Havenwood.”
“But . . . how did you know?”
“Why, we were expecting you.” He opened the carriage door and held out his hand. Sensing Ciran's hesitance, he said, “I will get you there safely, miss. You have my word.”
The Journey makes a great gift for both young and old. Find out more about this book and order your copy by logging on to jadamsnovels.com
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Even though they get excited about presents, food, Christmas music, food, putting up the tree, and food, when it comes to remembering what Christmas is all about, they are pretty grounded.
Since all of both mine and my husband's family, with the exception of my mother-in-law, live back east, our family is pretty much alone during the holidays. Both of my parents and grandparents are gone and I think of them often during the holidays. I get a little lonely for them, but I still feel blessed to have had them in my life and I'm grateful for the things I learned from them.
I read a neat little booklet called Three Angels for Christmas by Lori Nawyn. In this booklet she shares her feeling about her experiences of losing loved ones during such a joyous season. She also shares the blessings that she received during those trials.
Three Angels For Christmas is a great little story to share with friends and family and makes the perfect gift for the loved ones in your life.
Three Angels For Christmas is published by O. Halverson & Co. and can be purchased through Brigham Distributing. To find out more about Lori Nawyn, visit her blog at http://www.lorinawyn.blogspot.com
More Suggested Reading
Book: Her Good Name
Author: Josi S. Kilpack
Publisher: Deseret Book
Chrissy is having an identity crisis. As a single woman and convert to the Church, she has always managed to find her place in life — at least until someone else begins using her credit cards, her bank account, and, most important, her name. Now the real Chrissy must prove her innocence against a growing pile of collection notices and unpaid bills. But with no job, no money, a warrant for her arrest, and a closet full of high-heeled shoes, a girl can only get so far.
When Chrissy meets Micah Heet, the other half of a blind date gone bad, the two discover they are facing the same battle and join forces to find the perpetrators. Little do they know that the small semblance of life they have left will be put on the line in the process.
Her Good Name is available at Deseret Book, Seagull Book, and Amazon.com
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