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I’ve been reading romantic stories since childhood: Cinderella, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, etc. I started on the ubiquitous Harlequin romances in the 1970s. By the time I was fourteen, I’d figured out the formula for a successful romance novel: boy meets girl; boy and girl hate each other; boy manhandles girl; girl falls in love with boy; boy and girl get married and live happily ever after.

I wasn’t sure that was an improvement upon the damsel-in-distress scenario featured in fairytales and mythology.

In the 1980s, heroines in romance novels began to grow up. They no longer aspired to grand career goals of serving as underpaid nannies to wealthy widowers. They acquired post-secondary educations and found professional employment. I’ve seen few romances about women in the skilled trades, but doctors, lawyers, and business owners seemed an improvement over uneducated 18-year-old girls who needed a rich man either to restore them to a lifestyle they once enjoyed before their daddies went bankrupt or to lift them from the lives of poverty into which they’d been born. These heroines might not have been obscenely affluent, but they held their own in a man’s world. These heroines served as role models of women who got it all: a great career, husbands devoted to them, and, presumably, two-point-five children and a dog.

Heroes began to evolve, too. Not much, because women continue to enjoy the fantasy of an alpha male who’s successful, confident, and skilled in the bedroom. But those heroes began to see women as competent, intelligent adults, not just soft, warm receptacles for their lust to be used once and discarded like toilet paper.

Over the last ten to fifteen years, romance has been backsliding. Sure, the Cinderella story remains popular. It always will. My own books take full advantage of that. But somewhere along the line, up and coming authors began to subscribe to old archetypes and to create new ones that really don’t flatter their own gender:

       The ingénue. This is the innocent, young virgin, usually poverty-stricken, who hasn’t gone beyond high school and is sweet enough to rot every tooth in a reader’s head.

       The party girl. This is the shallow, promiscuous young woman who thinks one night stands carry no consequences, is often too fascinated by pricey, name-brand shoes or coffee, and lives with roommates who are also giddy, squealing, fashion-obsessed dimwits.

       Cinderella. This standard character harkens back to the original. She’s hardworking, employed in a menial job for which she is ostensibly overqualified, and either in college or recently graduated with a degree.

There are, of course, variations on the romance heroine tropes, but professional, competent, and intelligent heroines have become scarce. I find that worrisome enough.

Adding to the disappointment are today’s popular heroes. They’re tall, handsome, wealthy, and confident. They go beyond confidence into arrogance. These guys don’t walk into a room, they swagger. They’re unrepentant womanizers and most enjoy having a different woman in their beds every night. The willingness of women to join the vast, lust-riddled hordes that parade through their bedrooms invites contempt toward the entire gender. These heroes fall into standard slots: CEO, biker, fighter, elite military warrior (pick your preferred military branch), cowboy/rancher.

So, there they go, working hard and enjoying the vast variety of female flesh happily presenting itself for their entertainment when--boom!--our heroine appears. She either needs rescuing from danger or poverty, or she’s his administrative assistant (secretary), or he kidnaps her because he wants her and he always takes what he wants.

What a jerk.

Of course, our heroine is so overcome by her raging hormones that she succumbs to his blandishments, thrills in the liberties he takes, and loves that he doesn’t take “No” for an answer.

In the real world, we call this sexual assault and rape.

But wait, there’s more! Let’s go further into the sub-genre of “dark” romance with its descent into the world of BDSM. Yes, we all know who’s dominant and who’s submissive, don’t we? We know who’s obeying whose orders and who gets punished for disobedience, don’t we? And, oh, it’s so sexy that he gets to tie up our heroine and strike or whip her, leaving welts and bruises on her skin.

In the real world, we call that abuse.

Now let’s compound this with recognition of the people--mainly women--who write this stuff. The days of Nora Roberts, Danielle Steele, and Jayne Ann Krentz are far from over--they’re still pumping out novels. But a new generation of authors cranks out an overwhelming number of romance novels that negate the progress women have made over the last fifty years. These writers are women in their twenties and early thirties who don’t remember being denied an opportunity because she was cursed with that second X chromosome. These are women who don’t recognize the term “Women’s Lib.” These are women who romanticize and glorify Stockholm Syndrome in their abduction fantasies and send their heroines back a couple hundred of years when women were chattel. Yet these heroines are content to be treated like chattel, as long as their heroes settle them into lives of luxury and pamper them like prize poodles.

These authors offer their young, impressionable audience heroines that exhibit traits we’d hate to see in our own daughters: unjustified obstinacy, terminal stupidity, promiscuity, shallowness, and an abject acceptance of poor treatment from their heroes because a heady orgasm makes everything okay.

I write romance. I’ve even written heroes who aren’t nice guys. I wrote an abduction romance. But my heroine was clever enough to escape his clutches and evade recapture for years while my hero suffered greatly for his hubris. (Credit that to an early influence of Greek mythology.)  My heroines may be underemployed and occasionally pigheaded, but they aren’t too stupid to live. These characters have human flaws and a level of self-respect lacking in too many of today’s heroines. They’re people you wouldn’t be ashamed to introduce to your family.

So, if you’re a woman of Generations Y or Z, what message do you want to send to yourself and to the young women born in the following generation? One that shows women as helpless, stupid, and enslaved by their hormones? Or one that shows independence, self-respect, and a happily ever after because she wants to be with the hero, not because she depends upon him for her existence?

Romance is the only genre that’s mainly written by women for women and which validates women’s happiness and fulfillment. It should inspire us to become better, not reduce us to weak-minded chattel.

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Introduction 

It is almost impossible to make somebody believe in something they cannot perceive. For this reason, we cannot blame anybody for not believing in spirit or an invisible God. This brings us to an extremely important question. What is the reason for so many people rejecting the Bible? Is the Bible no more relevant, or is it simply the way that dogmatic religion transformed a book of spiritual science, into a history and storybook? Do science and religion meet, and if they do, where is the missing link? In this book, we will learn that there is a link that clearly connects science and religion and that there is much more to the Bible’s mysteries than people ever imagined. 

If I had to tell you, that Adam never was the first human on earth, would you believe me? Not only was he not the first human on earth, but he never was a physical human being. You might also find it hard to believe, that Jesus never was a physical human being either. We will also learn, that God does not live in space and that no god will physically come on the clouds to destroy the earth. After reading this book, we will have a clear understanding of what Jesus is, and we will see, that there were two Adams. The first Adam was earthy, and the second Adam was from heaven. As a matter of fact, the second Adam was a spiritually enlightened being, and the Lord from heaven. We will also learn, that there never was a Jesus that was physically crucified. The recording of our creation in Genesis was not a recording of our physical universe, and that evolution and the creation in Genesis perfectly connect. If we do not understand the physical creation the way scientists and Darwin explained it by evolution; the creation in the Bible will not make any sense at all. If you do not believe in evolution, and you believe that the creation in Genesis was a recording of our physical creation; ask yourself this question: What is the reason for believing in what you believe in? Is it simply because you want to believe what the masses believe in? Do the Bible and all its teachings, honestly make sense to you? According to you; does the Bible contradict itself, or does it not? We have to remember, that God is Light; and if we do not understand something, we are in darkness. In this book, we will compare contradiction texts. And we will see, that everything makes perfect sense; from Genesis to Revelation; when we understand the codes, in which the Bible was written.

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Surgery did one thing for sure: It took me down. I was forced to rest, which was a good thing. Good, but not always easy for a type A personality like me. I work hard, and I play hard. I’ve now learned to rest as well. In athletics, there is an intensity-to-recovery ratio. The more intense your workout, the more recovery is required. Think of surgery as an extreme workout for your body, mind, and emotions.

If I’m honest with myself, life before my hysterectomy was lived at 180 miles per hour. I have since learned that a balanced life requires-even demands-rest and recovery on a daily basis. I cannot wait for an annual vacation to take a break. I require timeouts on a quarterly, monthly, weekly, and daily basis. This is where I take time to tune out the world and relax, play, and release the stress of everyday life. It is a time to rest, recover, reflect, and bring my life back into balance. I had to learn to make this a regular aspect of my healthy lifestyle, not a quick fix. When my body is tired and my spirit weary, the best thing I can do is rest.

Signs that would indicate you may not be recovering from surgery or that surgical menopause is taking a toll on you include:

  • Difficulty waking up in the morning.
  • Requiring more stimulants (caffeine, sugar) to keep going.
  • Utilizing alcohol, sleeping pills, or other substances to wind down or fall asleep.
  • Exhibiting a shorter fuse than normal, especially with loved ones.
  • Lack of focus, creativity, or productivity.

To become more aware of what areas of life might need some extra attention, you can ask yourself the following questions.

  • “Am I fueling my body with the proper nutrients?”
  • “Am I sleeping enough? Do I require a nap?”
  • “When was the last time I had a date night? Family day? Time with a friend?”
  • “When was the last time I got lost in a good book or a movie?”
  • “Can I give myself a creative outlet through writing, music, dance or art?”
  • “Do I need to unplug from the computer, phone, or social media?”
  • “Have I taken a day, weekend, or week off lately?”
  • “Are my vacations becoming staycations, where I work so hard around the house that I have to go back to work to rest?”
  • “Have I rejuvenated at the beach, by the lake or an ocean, in the mountains, or elsewhere in nature?”
  • “When was the last time I laughed?”
  • “Is my schedule too full? Where can I build in rest and recovery?”

If you find yourself less focused, creative, friendly, or productive, as I did, it may benefit you to slow down or take a break. As our intensity-to-recovery ratio improves, we are better able to come back stronger, more creative, productive, and refreshed, and with renewed energy and excitement. We have more passion for our career, relationships, and life in general. We’ll find we are balanced through the transition of menopause.

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It may seem odd to talk about menopause bringing gifts. But as someone who’s been there, I can look back and realize it does.

In 2015, an unexpected surgery sent me into sudden surgical menopause. Symptoms hit all at once and I wanted solutions all at once. The reality was, it simply took time. Regardless of whether you enter it naturally or surgically, menopause can be considered a gift of self reflection, discovery, care, love, acceptance, empowerment, and enhancement.

Self reflection

The Chinese refer to menopause as the second spring. They consider it a time to reflect on life and turn our focus inward to nurture ourselves. This rings true for me. Yes, I live a beautiful life. However, in the past, there was always this angst, this unrest, this questioning, this . . . searching. Menopause brought it up for examination. I began to reflect on my past with a strong desire to heal areas of stress and trauma and confusion. I also began to look to my future and ponder who I wanted to be.

Self discovery

Menopause can be a time to uncover and embrace your passions. So often, we stop dreaming. We forget our first loves. It could be due to time or money. It could be because life became all about the struggle. The self discovery of menopause is where you ask questions and give yourself permission to dream. You may not know what your passion is right now. Live in your curiosity and get quiet. Your mind, body, spirit, and emotion are connected. We can’t hear the still small voice pointing us in the right direction if we’re busy, tense, or stressed.

Spend time daily in prayer, meditation, and/or journalling. Explore your past and remember points in your life when you were most happy. What were you doing? Were you riding your bike? Gardening? Singing? Teaching? Working with your hands? Are you still doing it? If not, consider finding ways to bring it back into your life.

Self care

Self care is a daily practices that evolves. The central aspect is presence. When I am present, I can check in and consider what area needs attention. Sometimes, I need to focus on nutrition or exercise. Other times it is a relationship which requires extra nurturing. Often, the two biggest areas that get neglected are rest and play. When the surgical side of menopause took me down, I was forced to take a look at my life and make these two areas a priority. I had to learn to say no to things that were non-essential, and give myself the rest that I required. And, I had to remember how to play.

Self love

Self love was a powerful component of my healing. Most religions and spiritual traditions teach a version of the principles “Love thy neighbor as thyself.” It’s the premise of showing the same kindness to others that we want to be shown to us. The problem is, we don’t love ourselves enough, which adds to our stress levels and intensifies our symptoms.

During menopause, we hate our symptoms and our bodies. But the last thing any of us needs is hate, especially when it comes to ourselves. Think of a child who falls and skins her knee. Her caregiver jumps in with gentle kindness and kisses the boo-boo to make it better. What if our symptoms are our bodies’ ways of saying, “Hey? Love me. Hug me. Nurture me. Think good things about me. Get more rest. Stop feeding me that.” Are we listening?

I love my body and all it’s been through, even when it doesn’t look or feel its best. There are some aspects of my body, emotions, and life that I don’t always like. I love myself anyway. I love my future self, the person I am becoming, and the woman right now who is lovable just because she exists. She is more than enough.

Self acceptance

Self acceptance is an individual’s satisfaction or happiness with oneself, and is a necessary component of strong mental health. Menopause gave me permission to stop trying so hard to keep up with someone I’m not, and step into the woman I’m meant to be. There are parts of my life and my past that I may not like or in hindsight, things I wish I had done differently. I choose to accept myself, knowing I did my best for where I was at the time and the tools I had at my disposal. At the same time, I accept that I can move forward, discovering better tools of self-care, self-love, and self-empowerment..

Self empowerment

When we are self empowered we take control of our own life. In the months surrounding my surgery and through my recovery, I continued to educate and empower myself to hire and fire doctors, always requiring that they treat me with respect and as a valuable part of my wellness team.

Becoming self empowered also means taking responsibility for our peace, joy, and bliss. And joy comes from within. Why do I speak about joy? Because during my journey, there was darkness, sadness, and depression. As little girls, we read fairy tales about the prince riding in on a white horse to save us and living happily ever after. But the best satisfaction comes from you rescuing yourself. There is no need to give this power away. You are in charge of your joy. Don’t give the responsibility to your child, parent, spouse, doctor, coworkers, boss, or anyone else. As you empower yourself, you’ll come to appreciate the strength and confidence that comes from this time in your life.

Self enhanced

After surgery it took time for my body to heal physically. It took even longer for my mind and emotional health to stabilise. There were times when I felt broken. I had to constantly remind myself that I was in a state of healing and change. Even though I felt broken, I told myself that I was whole, strong, and valuable.

Menopause can be both frustrating and exhausting as it intensifies things that are out of balance. It can also enhance who we are as we open our hearts and minds to the gifts of personal discovery and creative expression, sending us deeper into our passions and purpose.

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I believe perspective plays a huge role in how we enter menopause, regardless of whether it is natural or surgically induced, as well as in how quickly we heal.

Think back to when you first got your period. What was your perspective? Did you view it as an honor as you stepped into womanhood, like my friend Susan? Or were you more like my friend Stephanie, who viewed it as terribly embarrassing—always having accidents and not being able to go in the water at the beach for fear of bleeding through? For me, I understood that getting my period made me a woman and enabled me to have children. With my young naïve mind, I thought that the day I got my period I would become pregnant. Silly? Or the power of a child’s brain who takes things literally?

What is your perspective on menopause? Is it a time of distress and discomfort? A signal of aging? Do you fear the best years are behind you? Are you focused completely on your symptoms? Or do you see this transition as a rite of passage and a time to discover or rediscover your power, purpose, passion, and authenticity?

I love that the Chinese refer to menopause as the second spring. They consider it a time to reflect on life and turn our focus inward to nurture ourselves. That rings true for me, as this season of my life already has had an ongoing theme of self-love, self-care, and self-reflection.

Just like surgery may have benefits of alleviating pain or risk of disease, menopause can be a wonderful transition with positive side effects such as:

  • No more periods, cramping, tampons, or pads.
  • We can finally wear white pants again, any time of the month.
  • We can enjoy sex without risk of pregnancy.
  • We may have greater confidence and self-assuredness.
  • We don’t have to schedule our sex lives, athletics, or vacations around our periods.

After my surgery, it took time for my body to heal physically. It took even longer for my mind and emotional health to stabilize.

There were times when I felt broken. I had to constantly remind myself that I was in a state of healing and change. Even though I felt broken, I told myself that I was whole, strong, and valuable.

Surgery and surgical menopause can be both frustrating and exhausting. The last thing we need to do is to beat ourselves up. And isn’t that one of our greatest strengths as women? We think we should heal faster, we shouldn’t cry for no reason, and we should be able to do it all… even right after a surgery. The only thing we need to do is cut ourselves some slack and remind ourselves that this too shall pass.

That’s a perspective I can embrace.

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The deceptively quiet remote village is shattered after a brazen obnoxious outsider purchases The Old Vicarage - strange disappearances occur. It wasn’t until the gruesome village history was revealed - that the baffled police could solve the chilling mysteries connected to the bell tower.

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Have you ever been shocked by the content of a book, movie, or television show?


Especially as parents, many of us have expressed concern about what our children and grandchildren are exposed to at what ages. With respect to literature, one way that publishers and book reviewers describe a story is by labelling it as Young Adult (adolescent), New Adult (college-aged), or Adult based on the ages of the primary characters. This article is a critique of the strict application of that practice, and touches upon issues related to maturity rating based upon violent and sexual content.


Many readers remember the infamous line screamed by a thirteen year old in The Exorcist: “…Your mother sucks cocks in Hell….” – a line that’s hard to forget. The movie was rated age 16+ but tons of younger kids read the book and watched the movie. The adolescent insult in ET: “penis breath” is also unforgettable. Elliot was ten years old when he insulted his brother by revealing his awareness of oral sex, about which his mother didn’t blink an eye. This story was vigorously consumed by appreciative YA and younger audiences. I remember being personally shocked when I watched a cartoon X-Ray of a gerbil climbing within a gay teacher’s rectum on South Park as he had orgasms on TV. This show is highly popular among kids, as were some of the sexual puns and potty humor on the Beavis and Butthead show. Age of the primary characters may not always be descriptive of maturing rating, whether the content will take us too far outside of our comfort zones, or whether it is appropriate for children.


Another strategy for defining maturity ratings that has been applied relates to violent content. I’m not sure how it happened, but, ironically, some of the most violent content in the marketplace now appears to be within YA novels and video games for kids. One of the bloodiest scenes that I’ve ever read was in a book that I was assigned to review through a Goodreads program. It was a labeled to be YA vampire story but was filled with violence, teenage angst that bordered on soft pornography, and included substance abuse. I won’t mention its title because my review was a low rating, but that book caused me to drop out of the Goodreads program and vow to avoid reading YA novels without fully checking them out first. At age sixty-five, I guess that I’m just not mature enough to handle the violence in some young adult literature.


Now let’s get to the nasty – sexual content about which I feel comfortably numb. Much more so than violent content, parental guidance ratings appear to be related to sex. Of course, any person of any age who has access to the internet could watch hardcore porn given an interest. Still, laws that restrict access are a positive symbolism.


If one takes sexual content down a notch from eroticism, romance literature appears to be highly popular, including with teens. Personally, I love a good Nora Roberts story but I usually skip past the kissy/kissy scenes. This type of entertainment appears to especially target young adult and new adult audiences when genre is based on the ages of the primary characters, i.e., NA for college-aged kids.


I suppose that there could be negative impacts of exposing children to romance novels, but nobody seems concerned enough to study such a proposition, especially since most people experience their first romantic crush at age five or six. Most people report falling in love for the first time at age fifteen or sixteen.


At the same time, many people draw a very heavy line between romantic love and sexual content of entertainment. Sexual content nevertheless persists, has invaded venues in some of the least likely places. For example, there may be more comedic sexual innuendos in a half-hour of the Family Feud  TV show than within the entirety of most novels considered to have been written for an adult audience because of sexual content. Sitcoms like 2 Broke Girls and The Big Bang Theory, and crime dramas like Bones, are full of sexual content.


With respect to genre confusion, it appears to me that a maturity rating could be applied by producers, editors and reviewers by weighing content and target audiences outside of simply the age of the characters or the violent and sexual content of the works. Some people will never be mature enough to “get” the satire of some stories, and some children are much more astute about their worlds than many parents want to believe. Personally, I’m going to try and ignore age-related genre classification as I decide what entertainments to consume during the short period of time that humans are allotted. From now on, I vow to read reviews in their entirety. I would hate to miss something great because of a label.

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THE HOUSE THAT LOVE BUILT –

       A VALENTINE’S DAY STORY by Paul Lonardo

 
They say that it was love that launched a thousand ships and began the Trojan War, and that love was the reason the Taj Mahal was built, so the construction of an early 19th century mansion made of fieldstone located in pastoral Lincoln, Rhode Island may not seem all that impressive. Right?
Wrong.
The love story behind Hearthside House, like other legendary stories of love, feature romanticized elements that no one really questions. Such stories are simply accepted as fact. People seem to enjoy a good love story, especially around Valentine’s Day, a “holiday” whose own history is bound in myth.
While St. Valentine himself has become canonized as the official patron saint of lovers, this third century ladies’ man was actually a Roman priest who performed Christian weddings for soldiers during the reign of Emperor Claudius II, a Roman ruler who persecuted the church and issued an edict prohibiting the marriage of young people. His decree was based on the belief that unmarried soldiers fought better because they did not have families to worry about.
Though forbidden to conduct marriage ceremonies, St. Valentine did so anyway and he was eventually imprisoned for his actions. According to the legend, during his imprisonment, he healed the blind daughter of his jailer. An embellishment to this story states that before his execution he wrote her a letter and signed it, “Your Valentine.” However, no one can be certain of these accounts or deem them historically accurate, but it no longer seems to matter as chocolates, flowers, and especially Valentine’s cards, continue to be exchanged in many countries around the world on February 14th each year.
The apocryphal story about how Hearthside House came to be has all the elements of any other fable of love and lore. In other words, not everything about this love story can be substantiated.
The popular folktale surrounding Hearthside begins with its construction in the early 1800’s, when Stephen Hopkins Smith, a Rhode Islander in his 20’s, was courting a young woman of means from Providence. Smith did not see their difference in social status as an obstacle. He was a member of a noted local family that made its living in the agricultural industry, and although he was a Quaker, living a simple lifestyle, he often traveled in affluent circles, which was how he met the woman that he set his heart on marrying. The fact is that no one even knows the woman’s name or much about her.
It is believed, however, that she was more than a little cautious about any future with Smith and told him this directly. Accordingly, she revealed that she enjoyed spending time with him, but in a suitor she was looking for someone of substantial wealth who could provide her with the lifestyle she was used to.
The Smith family lived a comfortable life, but they were far from wealthy. Then one day, as if in answer to his prayers, Smith won a private lottery, something that had become quite popular in this era. Smith netted an estimated jackpot of $40,000, the equivalent of about $9 million in today’s money.
Keeping his winnings a secret from his love, Smith schemed to build a breathtaking home to sweep “Miss Prominent” off her feet. What is not in dispute is that construction on Hearthside got underway in 1810 and was completed in 1814. The 2½ story stately mansion was considered to be one of the finest examples of early 19th century federal-style architecture in the state, unique with its curved roofline and totally stone construction, which was rare in dwellings at this time. The design included a gable roof with impressive ogee curves above circular attic windows, four front entrance wooden pillars supporting a top floor balcony, and each of the ten rooms in the mansion boasting its own fireplace,  hence the name by which it would come to be known; Hearthside House. Though some fittingly would refer to it as The House the Love Built.
The magnificent home was located in an area of farm land in Lincoln on pastoral Great Road, the first traversable tract through the wilderness between Providence and Mendon, Massachusetts, and one of the oldest thoroughfares in America.
Smith continued his courtship of the woman through the four years of construction, never letting on the mansion he was building so that it would be a surprise sufficient to capture her heart. When the home was finally complete, he took a horse and buggy out to Providence and asked his sweetheart to come along with him for a ride. He was excited as they approached the bend of Great Road, and upon seeing the mansion come into view, the woman he hoped to marry clapped her hands together and exclaimed, “What a beautiful house! But who would ever want to live way out in the wilderness.”
Smith was heartbroken. It is believed that he drove her back to Providence that day and never called on her again. At least, that is the story that has been told through the years. Intermediate facts have been difficult to come by.
With no bride to occupy the country manor, Stephen Smith invited his brother George to move in with him. Stephen resided on the west side of the house while George and his family lived on the east side. Soon tiring of the commotion of family life, Stephen Smith moved into another house that he owned down the road. Having failed at romance, he put all his effort and energy into his work and career. He built a mill made of stone, similar in appearance and directly across from Hearthside. The manufacturing business he started there, however, was not successful and in 1826 he served as a commissioner of the Blackstone Canal, an important waterway that provided easy transportation of goods between Narragansett Bay in Providence and Massachusetts.
Smith became an ardent botanist, importing exotic trees and shrubs from China, which he planted all around on land called “Quinsnicket,” an Indian name meaning “large stone houses.” Today, the area is part of the 458-acre parcel of land that makes up Lincoln Woods. One plant that he was especially proud of, English ivy, grew up the east end of Hearthside for many decades. Two very rare tulip trees still adorn the front walkway to the mansion.
Smith was also connected to Stephen Hopkins, Governor of Rhode Island and signer of the Declaration of Independence. In 1755, Smith’s grandmother, Anne Smith, married Governor Stephen Hopkins, making the Governor his step-grandfather.
Stephen Smith died in 1857, a relatively old man for that time, having never married. He was buried in a cemetery a mile from the home he built for a love that never was, though the story continues to live on in local lore.
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HALLOWEEN HAS BECOME A MONTH LONG CELEBRATION by Paul Lonardo

We are all familiar with the modern traditions of Halloween, when kids of all ages dress in costumes and go door-to-door around their neighborhoods collecting candy and other treats every October 31. The origins of this saccharine-coated “holiday” can be directly linked to All Saints’ Day, a holy day celebrated on November 1, and followed by All Souls’ Day on November 2. Some may confuse one, or even all three of these, as being the same, but they are all very different.

All Saints’ Day and All Souls’ Day are related, but they are two separate celebrations. On All Saints’ Day, the Christian holy day honoring saintly people from the past, there’s a call to live as saints, to remind us how we’re supposed to live. All Souls’ Day is about all souls and asking God’s mercy for them.

The root word of Halloween, “hallow,” means “holy.” The suffix “een” is an abbreviation of “evening.” Translated as “Eve of All Hallows,” or “All Hallow’s Eve,” it represents the night before All Saints’ Day. Catholics commemorate many saints on their own “Saints Day,” often on the anniversary of their death. But with thousands of canonized saints, only a small percentage are recognized regularly. So, in the seventh century, Pope Boniface IV officially established All Saints’ Day in order to honor all the saints at one time. Originally, observed on May 13, in the eighth century, Pope Gregory III moved it to November 1. Many historians believe the Church moved the observance to correspond with Samhain, a Gaelic festival marking the end of the harvest season and the beginning of winter or the "darker half of the year. Traditionally, Samhain is celebrated from sunset on 31 October to sunset on 1 November. The festival falls approximately halfway between the autumn equinox and the winter solstice.

The Catholic Church had a long-standing policy of incorporating non-Christian traditions into its holidays in order to bring people into the Catholic faith. This included moving the dates of Christian holidays to those of established non-Christian occasions. Many historians believe, for example, that the church set Christmas on December 25 so that it would correspond with pagan winter solstice festivals.

Thus, when All Saints’ Day moved to November 1, the church began to incorporate Samhain traditions into the holy day’s activities. This helped bring descendants of the ancient Celts into Christianity, but it posed some problems for the church. Much of the Samhain traditions centered on the supernatural and spirit world, ideas that don’t have much of a place in Christianity. More than a thousand years ago in Ireland and Britain, a common custom of Christians was to come together on the eve of the feast of All Hallows Day to ask for God’s blessing and protection from evil in the world, as this is considered a time when evil could manifest itself. Often, they would dress in costumes of saints or evil spirits and act out the battle between good and evil around bonfires; the source of the modern observance of Halloween.

Despite some unease in the church, these supernatural ideas persisted, making the occasion a remarkable combination of Christian and pagan beliefs. The Catholic Church could not get rid of the supernatural elements of the celebrations, so they began characterizing the spirits as evil forces associated with the devil. This is where we get a lot of the more disturbing Halloween imagery, such as evil witches and demons.

At the end of the 10th century, the church tried to give these traditions a little more direction by establishing All Souls’ Day, an occasion to recognize all Christian dead. The Roman Catholic celebration is associated with the doctrine that the souls of the faithful who at death have not been cleansed cannot enter heaven, and that these souls stuck in purgatory may be helped along to heaven by prayer. On All Souls’ Day, Catholic churches have a Book of the Dead, in which parishioners have an opportunity to write the names of relatives to be remembered. The book is placed near the altar, and this is done all through November, in fact, not just on the second day of the month.

All Souls’ Day lives on today, particularly in Mexico, where All Hallows’ Eve, All Saints’ Day and All Souls’ Day are collectively observed as “Los Dias de los Muertos” (The Days of the Dead). First and foremost, the Days of the Dead is a time when families fondly remember the deceased. But it is also a time marked by festivities, including spectacular parades of skeletons and ghouls. This masquerade is closely connected to the celebration of Halloween, as are other elements of All Souls’ Day.

In medieval times, one popular All Souls’ Day practice was to make “soul cakes,” simple bread desserts. In a custom called “souling,” children would go door-to-door begging for the cakes, much like modern trick-or-treaters. For every cake a child collected, he or she would have to say a prayer for the dead relatives of the person who gave the cake. These prayers would help the relatives find their way out of purgatory and into heaven. The children even sang a soul cake song along the lines of the modern “Trick-or-treat, trick-or-treat, give me something good to eat.” One version of the song went:

A soul cake! A soul cake! Have mercy on all Christian souls, for A soul cake!

There is also some evidence of trick-or-treat type activities in the original Celtic tradition. A lot of the Samhain celebration had to do with honoring Celtic gods, and there’s evidence that the Celts would dress as these deities as part of the festival. They may have actually gone door to door to collect food to offer to the gods. The Celts also clearly believed in fairies and other mischievous creatures, and the notion of Halloween trickery may have come from their reported activities on Samhain.

While all the history behind Halloween is interesting, it is not necessary in enjoying all that the season has to offer, whether it is watching scary movies, decorating the house with symbols of the holiday, carving Jack-O-Lanterns, and dressing up for a costume party or trick-or-treating. One thing is certain, Halloween continues to grow in popularity, and it is not just for kids anymore. It’s become a multi-billion dollar industry in this country alone, and it is celebrated all month long.

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Shake On It – Or Not  by Paul Lonardo

The handshake has been around in one form or another for millennia. It is well-documented in historical records, but its evolution in becoming a common method of greeting in the Western world is not as clear as you might have thought.

One of the earliest depictions of a handshake can be found in a ninth century B.C. relief depicting the Assyrian King and a Babylonian ruler locking hands. This gesture was most often representative of displays or pledges of trust, as similarly described in several passages of Homer’s epic poems, the Iliad and the Odyssey. People “shaking hands” remained a recurring motif in the fourth and fifth century B.C. Greek funerary art.

In 300 B.C., Egyptians extended and shook with their right hands, which signified the phrase “to give.” This was a symbolic gesture of handing over power from a god to a human leader. During an annual ceremony, a king would grip the right hand of a statue of Marduk, an ancient Mesopotamian god, to transfer his authority, protection and strength into the next year. When Rome and Greece invaded Egypt, each carried the custom back to their countries. Handshaking as symbol of friendship and loyalty was even expressed in images on Roman coins.

Early 6th century Islamic teachings cite the handshake as a way to determine good or evil. The Koran associated the left hand with evil. While men and women used the left hand for dirtier daily duties, such as washing themselves, the right hand was reserved for more pure gestures, such as cooking, eating and touching the Koran. When men met, they shook right hands as a sign of equality and respect.

In Christianity, the Devil is depicted as left-handed, which is considered evil and bad luck by those with a superstitious bent even today. The Bible makes many favorable references to the right hand, such as the right hand of the Lord. Michelangelo’s immortal rendering of the creation of Adam on the Sistine Chapel shows him receiving life from God’s right hand. Christians followed this tradition by extending their right hands to shake as a gesture of goodness.

In the 14th century, European knights and soldiers extended their hands to indicate that they were unarmed. They would grasp each other’s forearms, literally patting the arm down to the hand before shaking it up and down, a motion intended to dislodge any knives or daggers that might be hidden in the sleeve. Knights raised their helmet’s visors with the right hand, which eventually became the salute.

By and large, these handshakes from antiquity were symbolic, or part of making deals and settling conflicts. The handshake as an everyday greeting is a much more recent phenomenon, with some historians believing it was first popularized by the 17th century Quakers, who viewed a simple handclasp as an alternative to bowing or tipping a hat. Other historians note handshaking in the modern sense not appearing as a routine and accepted greeting until the mid-19th centuryEtiquette manuals from this era can be found which include guidelines for the proper handshaking technique.

Just as today, the Victorian handshake was supposed to be firm but not overly strong. However, not everyone embraced this physical link enthusiastically, as some considered it an improper gesture that should only be used with friends.

As for why shaking hands became the standard form of greeting rather than some other gesture, that is subject to some debate. The most popular most explanation remains self-preservation, as the action incapacitates the right hand, making it useless for weapon-concealment and usage.

While most historians explain that shaking right hands became a friendly greeting symbolizing two people coming together in peace and not holding a weapon, science may provide a very different explanation – smell.

In a famous study conducted at the Weizmann Institute, researchers observed more than 270 people and discovered that after shaking hands with someone, many would sniff their hands afterward. This response appeared to be a completely unconscious act, but it was irrefutable, with the subjects bringing their right hands up to their noses 22% of the time. According to New Scientist, after shaking hands with someone, the subjects sniffed their hand more than twice as much as they did before the handshake. Scientists believe this activity has to do with something called social chemosignalingStudies have revealed that human sweat carries a wealth of information, including indicating the gender and age of a person, as well as emotional states, such as fear or happiness. The scientists believe that there is a lot more chemical communication going on than we are even aware.

In the midst of the handshake debate going on now over the concerns of passing germs, there are related customs around the world that are even more intimate. For instance, in Tibet an acceptable form of greeting is sticking your tongue out at someone. In Yemen, bumping noses would demonstrate that you view a potential business contact as a peer. Placing your nose and upper lip against someone’s cheek or forehead and sniffing, though limited to close relationships, is an Inuit tradition in Greenland. On the South Pacific island of Tuvalu, pressing cheeks together and taking a deep breath is a customary Polynesian welcome for visitors. Throughout Asia and Africa, honoring your elders is a given, but in the Philippines locals will take an older person’s hand and press it gently to their foreheads. In India, locals touch older people’s feet as a show of respect.

Whatever the ultimate fate of the handshake might be, it is worth knowing how it has been part of our society for a long time.

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My writing journey started as I pondered if I had a book in me while I took my daily “power walks” around and around my neighborhood. I thought about the diaries and scrapbooks I kept while growing up, that were sitting up in my attic. Surely all that documentation would be useful.

One day while on my walk, I had the idea to take all the romances I had back in the day, and turn it into one long relationship. Once I had that idea, I was good to go!

To write the best story possible, I realized that being completely authentic was of paramount importance. I remember a famous fiction author saying that although her story is fiction, there is nothing in it that didn’t really happen in real life. That is completely true of April’s Heart as well. Which lends itself to some controversial points that I will discuss later in this article. I felt everything I wrote had to be pretty much exactly the way it was. The big things and the small. This made the writing a little easier because I had such a strong picture in my mind, right down to the hand gestures of a character. I wanted my readers to have the same picture in their heads as I did in mine. That was really important to me.

I finished April’s Heart on the Fourth of July, 2019. I started reading tons of articles about editing and publishing. It was all very daunting. I discussed the cost of editing with a trusted friend who told me, right or wrong, I’m still not sure, for my husband and I to edit it ourselves. I took that advice and our approach was for me to read it out loud to him. We had a blast! He found the story very funny and moving. And although he and I did not grow up together, it brought back tons of his own old memories, including heartbreaks from former girlfriends and such. We would end up laughing, then stopping to discuss our teenage years. It was hard to believe after all these years of marriage that I was hearing some pretty crazy stories for the first time!

We read it out loud twice. I found this helpful in that if I myself stumbled over a sentence, it needed to be fixed. We would discuss certain sentences or passages over and over again, way beyond the readings that summer. It’s amazing what changing one little word can do. Every word had to be purposeful. We wanted less rather than more, and constantly kept that in mind.

After our two readings together, I read it six more times. I also gave copies to several friends and relatives, and their feedback was very helpful.

The music of the time period helps tell the story of April’s Heart. I researched how to use song lyrics in books, and learned four basic ideas, all of which were used in my novel. First, titles of songs are not copyrighted, so if just using the title of a song was enough to get my point across, great! Next, you can rephrase a segment of a song lyric, so it’s not a direct quote. Did that. Or you can make up your own song lyric to suite your purpose, no problem there. And finally, you can ask permission to the holders of the copyright to reprint lyrics. So I asked myself what were the most important songs that I felt strongly enough about to go through the difficult process of finding the right copyright holders, contacting them, waiting and waiting, getting the permission, paying the fee and signing an agreement. As you may know, there are two songs in which lyrics are reprinted with permission, as stated on the copyright page of my book.

During my research about using copyrighted material I stumbled across an article in which an author gave credit to the artists of the songs he referenced by embedding a free 30 second Spotify link right there in the text. That changed everything for me! My husband and I decided to go for it! I went through the story again, listing all the songs referenced. He secured the Spotify links and showed me how to embed them into the text. As you may know, April’s Heart has almost 40 (37 to be exact) Spotify music links on all the songs in the ebook edition. I think this makes the story a lot of fun, and brings the reader right back to the time and place of the eighties.

We planned to have a photo shoot in a local high school with some young friends we would pay as models. We wanted April and Mitch up against the lockers looking at each other longingly. I thought I had done everything right. I filled out the paperwork to use the school, set the day and time with my chosen models, discussed clothing, everything. Exactly 24 hours before the photo shoot I get a call from someone in charge of such uses of schools who tells me I need a million dollar insurance policy! I was devastated and forced to cancel the shoot!

My ever supportive husband took the beach dune photo that now graces the cover of April’s Heart. I now know that most authors contract with a professional to design a cover, but again, right or wrong, we were not willing to do that. We are planning to remake the cover this summer, adding some sexy detail like a bikini top on a beach blanket. I am currently waiting for a review of April’s Heart from a group of people who collectively discuss the story and the cover, and agree on a review. I want to see what they have to say about the cover before we proceed.

I published April’s Heart using Kindle Direct Publishing. It was pretty easy to use, but had some challenges as well. However, their system of calling you when you need help was brilliant, and really helped me more than once to navigate some tricky things that I just wouldn’t be able to figure out myself!

April’s Heart paperback debuted on January 17, 2020 and the ebook on January 21, my husband’s birthday. Although April’s Heart has been largely well received, sales are slow. I have a handful of reviews, mostly positive, but it has been difficult to get any traction going. There is just so much content these days, it’s hard to get noticed. But hey, you never know, sometimes lightening does strike!

As I stated earlier in this article, everything that happened in April’s Heart actually happened in real life. That includes the drinking, drug use, and sexual activity of minors. I thought long and hard about this as I wrote my story and the year that has followed. I had to be true to myself and my readers. I can apologize for the actions of these characters, but for me, and so many people I know, this is the way it was. The late seventies and eighties. Sometimes I cringed as I questioned whether I should include a certain detail, but I just had to man up, be brave and just put it in there. “Just put it in there” became a small mantra of mine!

I feared what people would think. I feared offending people. Some of the best advice I got when I shared my fears with an author friend of mine was that not everyone is going to like ANY story. There is no story that is everyone’s cup of tea. You’ve just got to accept and expect that. Boy, that really helped me. I stopped worrying about it.

Turns out, no one even mentioned it! Not until recently that is. As a publicity function I agreed to participate in a certain program, but was notified by the organizers that they were disturbed by the content of April’s Heart, and did not want their program associated with my book. I simply emailed them back with two words, “No worries”. I let it go.

But, like I said, my readers really like April’s Heart and have left some amazing reviews that focus on the emotions of young love.


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It may be a matter of research on how has social media, particularly Facebook and WhatsApp affected society.

I can talk about the changes in me and the part of society In which I move.                    1. It has created loneliness for some people and given succor from loneliness to the people,  who were lonely. At least these people can have contacts and communicate with them in cyberspace.

2. It is good and presently necessary to keep in touch with our family, relatives, and friends.

3. People are following 'Sharing is caring' and 'sharing is joy' and sharing compulsively too much. People are sharing even otherwise the unshareable things like pictures of very personal and private moments.

4. Some times I doubt that social media has changed the personality of some persons or caused duel or multiple personality syndromes. Introvert becomes extrovert and vise Versa. Some introverts start talking much and some extroverts prefer silently watching the activities without any reaction. We can see a marked difference in the behavior of some people online and offline.

I have also changed. I was a reserved guy shying away from any publicity or limelight. Now I like to share all my activities, life events, and any big or small achievements online.

Sometimes I feel a bit embarrassed by this newly acquired behavior.

However, I like social media, recognize it's power and usefulness. It can be misused also so need some caution.

Go on sharing good things on social media. Spread love and peace.

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1. Mirror Imaged Shree Mad BhagvadGita (Pen) Piyush Goel has a unique art, he can write words in mirror image Piyush Goel can write words in mirror image in two languages Hindi and English.He has completed “World First Mirror Image Book Shreemad BhagvadGita”, all 18 chapters, 700 verses in two languages Hindi and English.Besides all of these he has completed “Shree Durga SaptSatti” in Sanskrit Languages, Shree Sai Satcharitra in two languages Hindi and English,Sundar Kand (two times).

2. Needle Write Book “Madhushala”(Needle)To read a book in front of a mirror ,reading then mirror very hard.People asked Piyush to read your mirror imaged books,mirror is necessary, he replied “Yes”.After a lot of thinking an idea stuck into his mind “Why should i not write a book with Needle.Then he started writing “Madhushala”,a book of Harbans Rai Bachchan,father of Amitabh Bachchan,Legend of IndianCinema,now no need of Mirror.(Mirror image but no need of mirror).

3. Book “Gitanjali” written with Mehndi Cone(Mehdi Cone)Piyush always think “DO SOMETHING NEW”, because of this thinking, he makes a project and work on it. Whenever he has spare time and bring out the work at the end and this is the result of “Gitanjali” a book of Noble Literate Rabindra Nath Tagore, completed with the help of Mehndi Cone.

4. Book “PiyushVani” with the help of Iron Nail (Iron Nail)Imagination and Creativity brings new things to the world, Piyush started writing “PiyushVani” one of his own published book, written on A-4 size Aluminium Sheet with the help of “Iron Nail”.(Mirror image but no need of mirror).

5. Book ‘Panchtantra” with the help of Carbon Paper (Carbon Paper)Recently Piyush Goel completed “Vishnu Sharma”,s “Panchtantra” 5 tantras,41 stories with the help of Carbon Paper, on one page both the words(mirror/non-mirror) appeared in front and in the reverse. (Mirror image but no need of mirror).

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The Day Job vs. the Passion for Writing:  Finding the Balance

By Larry Yoakum III

 

 

 

            Greetings, I am Larry Yoakum III and I am an author.  Right now I still have to maintain a day job in order to pay the bills.  Just like everyone else in this world, we all have to pay money to keep our homes occupied, our refrigerators full, our electric on, and hopefully have money left over for a weekend trip to Las Vegas, or even Branson, Missouri.

            One thing we have to remember as authors is that we are basically artists.  Instead of paint on canvas we put words on paper.  That in itself is quite a feat of artistic skill.

            For those of us who haven’t hit it big yet, we have to keep doing the day job.  The main benefit of the day job, at least for me, is medical and dental benefits.  Having insurance through your company is also much easier than fiddling around with doing it on your own.  Convenience is the thing that makes it almost worthwhile to get up earlier than you like so you can drive in horrendous traffic to a job that slowly eats away at your fledgling sanity.

            The balance, well, that is something I think is unique to each individual.  I can’t speak for anyone other than myself, so that is what I’ll do.  My way works for me, and it might for you, too.  If not, just keep searching for that balance.  We’re all unique and have to find that sweet spot where we can make the time to create our worlds of words.

            I allocate myself one hour minimum each night after the day job to work on something writing related.  It could be tweaking my outline for my next project.  It could be rereading what I have so far and catching some continuity errors.  Sometimes it might even be me staring at the screen, my eye on that blinking cursor as it mocks me as if to say “Come on, chucklehead.  Do something constructive!” 

            In addition to the one hour minimum, I also set aside one of the weekend days to do some major work.  As soon as I get up, provided I don’t have to do yard work or take the garbage to the road so that it can be picked up, the first thing I do is put on some coffee.  Once that smell hits my senses, it gets me in the mood.  Go into my office, fire up the laptop, take a swig of that liquid ambrosia, and…

            There are mornings where I type and type and type.  Others where I get that mocking imaginary voice from the cursor.  Don’t force it, but be persistent.  Write.  Just write.

            There is one thing in particular that really helps me out.  If I find myself stuck with nothing coming to mind about whatever I’m working on, I’ll start a different project.  At any given time, I have two or three works in progress.  Having issues with that next exciting chapter of your novel?  Try writing a short story that is completely different from your current work.

            The day job is important, too, don’t get me wrong.  I suggest that between the hours of 8 to 5, or whatever your shift is, try not to think about writing.  YEAH RIGHT!  That’s when I seem to get a lot of ideas.  Well, that’s normal author thinking.  What can I say?  We can’t simply turn it off.

            In life, we often do things we don’t want because it’s necessary to make ends meet.  When doing these things, we often want to be doing something else.  Which brings me to another area of difficulty in writing.

            Don’t think of your writing as a job.  I don’t care if you get a million dollar contract and an unreasonable deadline.  Don’t think of it as a job.  If you do, you might start thinking you’d rather be doing something else.  Above all, your writing should be your passion.  Do it because you love it.  A labor of love is something where you’ll strive and thrive, not just do to survive.  Hey, that rhymed.

            Basically, this is what I am getting at with this article.  When at the day job, do the day job.  Make your mental notes, send yourself emails with ideas so you won’t lose them, write ideas in a notebook.  Just don’t let your manager see you.  Kidding, not kidding. 

            Allocate yourself time to write at home, but don’t forget to spend time with your family and friends.  They will be your biggest supporters, even if they never read a word of your work. 

            I almost forgot one of the biggest parts of writing.  Read a lot.  Reading is exercise for the brain.  If you don’t exercise it, your imagination can atrophy.  You need to keep those neurons firing so your creativity will continue to be fed. 

            I hope that this has in some way helped you along the rocky road of finding that balance between the day job and the passion of writing.  So, until you’re that next big superstar going on a national book tour, stay sane at your 9-To-5 and never give up on the written word.  After all, it is the best escape from the daily grind for a lot of people out there.

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Author Emma Huffman writes about her spiritual journey in her new book The Reincarnation of Empress  Emma. She depicts her subconscious mind and the ongoing revolution of knowing her ancestors are guiding her through out this matrix of reality in this realm....

I did the thing in a country called Vietnam.

I went on from there to have a fairly wild and messy but distinguished career in the CIA. How come, after all that, and publishing my story in books and more, I am expected on such social communication sites like this, to be some swollen-chested ape and go aggressively at my fellow human beings for any or all transgressions?
You do not become more bellicose if you have real combat experience. You become much much less. You don’t want to do it anymore because you have come to discover up close and very personal that the price is not worth the expenditure. Some of it cannot be avoided and if brought to your door you must take up old arms and stand your ground. But you do not go out and seek to commit violence.
You do not sit home and hope that an enemy is coming so you can use that weaponry.
No, you seek to attempt to get others, mostly inexperienced men, to understand that they do not want to carry the burden of killing in combat, or being half-killed themselves or both.
On social media, I am considered by many to be a liberal, libtard snowflake. It is true I am a progressive. A New Testament progressive who believes the bible needs to be quietly studied, it’s meaning discussed in fervent whispers with other believers, and then it needs to very loudly be acted upon and lived.
Don’t quote scripture to men like me about feeding the poor unless you are doing so.
Don’t quote scripture to me about visiting the prisoners unless you are doing so.
Don’t talk to me about the scripture that deals with being a good samaritan or any of that unless you are performing that function.
I am a man of peace. I will fight no more forever unless such a fight is brought to and then through my locked front door and then on through the locked basement door.
This is the most successful and wealthy country to ever inhabit any geographic portion of the earth through all time. We don’t need their stuff out there. We need to stop our fighting over it and killing people as a country, and then calling such killing collateral damage.
I am not weak unless you need me to be weak.
I am strong if you need me to be strong.
I am not what you think.
I am what I think.
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The Black and White House on the edge political thriller.
My journey has been a long one and although I began writing many years ago I finally found a publisher who did not ask for payment,and after a lot of editing decided to publish three of my novels.
https://blazingheartpublishing .com are now my publisher but I also have eight books on smashwords,so as you can see although its been a long hard struggle and thus far I have earned nothing ,at last I was able to see my books published and fulfil my bucket list
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Book synopsis:

A new administration is in power in the U.S. promising to enact a 'solution that is final' to the 'immigrant problem'. In spite of the rhetoric, no one seems to care that immigrants are going missing in increasing numbers, as their fellow compatriots continue with their daily lives watching their telenovelas like any normal day. Meanwhile, a mysterious ash falls across the U.S. and Mexico, and no one knows its true source. 

When Marco, a reporter for the Daily News Report, is assigned to investigate rumors of a secret immigrant panel headed by the president's staff, his investigation uncovers truths too dangerous to reveal to the general public, and he is taken off the story. 

Facing the choice of keeping the truth in the dark, or telling the world one way or another, Marco decides to go underground and head all the way to Mexico City to reveal the plot against all people of Mexican descent. Along the way, Marco is triggered by people complacently sitting around in public spaces watching telenovelas in cafes and hair salons, which drives him to shoot the TV sets to send a message, but no one seems to get it. 

Will Mexicans stop living vicarious lives of fantasy through their telenovelas and live life to the fullest? Or will time run out once Marco reaches his destination and reveals the news of an impending Mexican apocalypse?

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