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Open Your Heart for Happy Relationships by Eve picquette

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This book is so beautiful. Each time I would pick it up and read it, there was a feeling of entering another world with all of these angels escorting me a long the way especially the Angel of Hope and the Angel of Impatience. Open Your Heart for Happy Relationships by Eve Picquette is a soft covered book. I liked the feel of it. The soft, light feeling made me feel as though the author wanted me to receive her advice in a gentle manner. I had no choice. The admonitions throughout the book are easy to understand and given in such a manner that I didn't feel  totally lost in new territory. The fact is I've never read any book about how to make relationships work. Not because I knew what to do, but simply because I was afraid. Afraid that I wouldn't get it rightcanyway. I saw myself in Doomsville.

Reading this book helped me see there is a method to all this madness. Love is possible, but there is a way to give it and receive it. Eve Picquette writes that it is important to …

It's Monday! What Are You Reading?

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I finished All Things Murder by Jeanne Quigley. It's a good mystery by a Debut author. Received from Amazon. I am reading a Self Help book titled Open Your Heart for Happy Relationships by Eve Picquette. We can never know enough about learning how to make relationships grow IMO. Received a review copy from the author. I'm also trying to finish up Slow Hand by Victoria Bane. It's Erotic romance. Would like to finish it tomorrow. It's from Source books.
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My Little People by Annie Clara Brown

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"...she worked at St. Christopher's hospice to learn its approach to patient care and to study the hospice's organization ad management...As the first hospice in the United States, it was also first to offer home care and today, throughout the country, over 90%of hospice care is delivered at home." stchristophers.org.uk/

All Things Murder by Jeanne Quigley

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Barton is a small village in the Adirondacks. Veronica Walsh comes back here from California. The Soap Opera in which she acted is shutting down. Veronica loves acting but knows it will be difficult to find a new show at her age. All Things Murder is the first book of a new mystery series named A Veronica Walsh Mystery. Not long after Veronica returns to Barton, her neighbor, Anna, is murdered. Anna is a well to do woman. No one in Barton really cares for her personality. When she  is murdered, no one is shocked. Just before her death, she was enthusiastic about a new mall joining the community. This mall would have caused many small businesses to sink. This is very sad because the business owners need their money, and they love working independently. Plus, they've established a good relationship with the people in the town. Anna didn't seem to care. She was all about the bottom line money. Veronica finds herself fully involved in the case. For one, she lives next door. Secon…

A Stranger (need to edit)

She had lost a great opportunity. That's what the cashier at the Woodstock market told her. Her best friend said the same thing. She added the words, "another door will open. Don't worry." Cynthia wasn't worried about the lost opportunity because she was never aware of it. Being Bipolar, there were many things in a given day, month or year that didn't appear on her radar. In the midst of five people in a room, she could be unaware of what was being talked about, who was talking, what potato chip and whip they were eating. Cynthia seemed to zoom in and out of her body like a busy bumblebee. Unfortunately, no one knew when she was really present and when she had flew away.

Stress conquered her memory long ago. She would soon forget to think about this mysterious opportunity. Friends and family would worry about it more than she would worry about it. At the moment, she was concerned about yesterday's Thanksgiving dinner. She promised her mother that she wou…

It's Monday! What Are You Reading?

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http://bookjourney.wordpress.com I finished reading A Christmas Prayer by Kimberla Lawson Roby.
I finished fighter pilot's daughter by Mary Lawlor. It's non-fiction.
I am reading All Things Murder by Jeanne Quigley. It's for a book review.I'm going to spend more time reading Open Your Heart for Happy Relationships by Eve Picquette. It's for a blog tour book review.

fighter pilot's daughter by Mary Lawlor

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This memoir about a daughter growing up in the United States military was very interesting. Mary Lawlor is the daughter who writes her personal experiences of the Sixties. Mary Lawlor's father is a Fighter pilot. He's great at what he does in the military. When he comes home to spend time with his family, he's a different man. Mary Lawlor strives to explain his temperament in the memoir. She also writes about her mother, Frannie. Frannie is the one who carries on  while the father is fighting overseas. The Lawlors also experience battles at home without their dad. They are moved from place to place over and over again. Permanence seems like a word not written in a dictionary yet. Mostly Jack fights what we call  the Cold War. So there is much written about the Communists.Communism is the secret bogeyman hiding in a locked closet. No one sees it, feels it but there is this fear of what will happen if it jumps out of the closet.God forbid, if you should meet one.So, there i…

A Christmas Prayer by Kimberla Lawson Roby

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I really love the cover of A Christmas Prayer by Kimberla Lawson Roby. Along with the beautiful cover, there is a wonderful Christmas novel. Alexis is in love with Chase. They are going to marry. However, they have one problem. It's called a future mother - in - law problem. Geneva is Chase's mother. She despises Alexis. All she wants for Christmas is for Alexis to disappear from her son's life. The novel is filled with painful situations: there is conflict between two sisters, Sabrina and Alexis, there is the emptiness Alexis experiences every Christmas season because she misses her mother so much, and of course, there is Geneva, the mother - in - law no one wants in their life.

All the way through the novel, Alexis proves herself to be quite a lady. I don't think she ever faltered. I really liked Alexis especially when she would do all she could to help her neice, Courtney. Then, I began to think that Alexis just is too good. She's the Angel on the top of the Ch…

Wondrous Words

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http://bermudaonion.net 1."It is two days after the feast of Saint George on Saint Margaret's marsh. Pieter lies struck down with a flux of some sort; It is in his stomach and he cannot move. Sarah fears the worst - he's always had too much black bile but would never give credence to the doctors."

.flux (flÅ­ks) n. The discharge of large quantities of fluid material from the body, especially the discharge of watery feces from the intestines. Material thus discharged from the bowels. The rate of flow of fluid, particles, or energy through a given surface. Google

2.A wherry has just cast off from the staithe at Stokesby as they round the last bend and the village comes into view. Beth fends with the oar and Richard leaps to the bank, making fast the boat."

wherry a light rowboat used chiefly for carrying passengers.

staithe A landing place or pier where ships may tie up and load or unload. 2. Obsolete A shore or riverbank. v. wharfed, wharf·ing, wharfs. 

fend man…

fighter pilot's daughter by Mary Lawlor

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I've never ridden down Rt. 66. I just vaguely remember a song or t.v. show about Rt. 66. Our famous route was and has been Rt. 95. We could travel from Pennsylvania down to North Carolina and Florida on this route of paved road. Then, we could come back the same way. Here is Mary Lawlor's memory. Rt. 66 is nos called the Historic Route.

'"We drove straight across the South, following Route 66, and stopped along the way at tourist sites. The trip took seven days. We stayed in motels along the road and ate dinner in trucker's restaurants."'

First Chapter First Paragraph

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http://bibliophilebythesea.blogspot.com '"The pilot's house where I grew up was mostly a women's world. There were five of us. We had the place to ourselves most of the time. My mother made the big decisions--where we went to school, which bank to keep our money in. She had to decide these things often because we moved every couple of years. The house is thus a figure of speech, a way of thinking about a long series of small, cement dwellings we occupied as one fictional home."'

Teaser Tuesday

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'"As with all the moves we'd been through in the past, my sisters and I didn't know why we were going to California, what the reason or "mission" was. As the weeks shortened to days before we would leave Dothan. Frannie and Jack had more low-voiced conversations in the farm kitchen during cocktail hour. We didn't expect to be told anything. '"The Army"' was as mysterious in its ways as God, and our parents were its guarded ministers. This move, like all the others, had been ordained far beyond us. All we knew was California would be our next home."'Pump Up Our Books
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The Heretic by Henry Vyner-Brooks

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There is a point in a book where I feel at ease. This is when  I can say this is a book worth reading. I might be able to understand this book, or I know this book will make me laugh. The Heretic by Henry Vyner-Brooks is a book I picked to review. I have no idea the titles of the other books now. I do remember getting excited about this one. When the book arrived in my mailbox, the excitement kind of left. The book is six hundred pages and not an easy read. It's 1536. There is a lot of Church Poltics going on. There are monks, the Pope, the King, etc.

Anyway, I've just reached the point where easy breathing is possible, I think. I'm beginning to know one character from another character. I'm beginning to get upset. That's a good sign. Upset because there is a good deal of greed and corruption in the church. People are also martyred, burnt at the stake.  Since I don't want to lose my way, or if I lose my way, I might use posts here to keep myself aware of what …

All I Did Was Shoot My Man by Walter Mosley

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The main sleuths in Walter Mosley novels are two very different men. In my heart, I still love and adore Easy Rawlins. He remains my first love. In this novel, I  met Leonid Trotter McGill.  Leonid is brutal and street smart. Leonid has a short fuse. He doesn't have time to mess around. You either want him to work for you or you don't. It's that easy.  However, McGill is not just a man ready to punch you out. He's also a family man. Weaved beneath each case in this novel, is the importance of family to McGill.

There is Zella, a woman who has just gotten out of prison. She was charged with the shooting of her boyfriend, Harry Tangelo. She found her man in bed with another woman. She has no bitterness when she walks out of the prison. Of prime importance to her is her daughter. Little Zella has been adopted. Zella, the mother, wants to see the parents of her child and talk about getting her back. At the least, she wants to meet the family and to see her child. She hires…

The Christmas Prayer by Kimberla Roby Lawson

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'"Well, since you put it that way, I say forget Italy!" He laughed. "Let's just go to Half Moon in Jamaica...I still can't believe you've never gone anywhere in the Caribbean,, though. Especially with all the traveling you've done." Chase had told her that the reason he'd never gone was because his mother preferred to vacation in places like Milan, Rome, Paris, and London."'

Act Of Grace by Karen Simpson

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Life takes its toll on most people. By middle age or older, we've been hurt emotionally and/or physically a time or two. Each individual chooses how he or she will handle these unwanted lessons of life. Grace's emotional scars come from her mother, Mariam. This woman is unable or unwilling to show unconditional love to Grace, her daughter. Her other daughter, Jamila, can do no wrong.Grace's life is a railroad track. One side of her life is covered with mercy. The other side of her life is covered with nothing good. Act of Grace by Karen Simpson is about love, forgiveness, family and secrets. Throughout the novel, Grace's life is fought on a battlefield beside that railroad track.

Grace has a personal relationship with her ancestors who have passed to the other side. These ancestors give Grace guidance. Grace contends with the secret of not knowing how her father died. Her mother with an attitude claims suicide as the cause. The people in Vigilant say his murder was a …

Wondrous Words

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"  "Strands of a misshapen combover shifted and fell like damp, loose straw across his forehead as he covered me back up in a perfuctory manner."http://bermudaonion.netUrban Dictionary: comb-overwww.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=comb-over
Urban Dictionary 5. comb-over. Hairstyle sported by men who refuse to grow bald gracefully. Any remaining hair at the side of the head (sometimes also ear hair) is grown long and combed over the top of the head (see also egg in a nest).

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" The beauty too of shakuhachi and cello."

Act Of Grace by Karen Simpson

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"He understood the difference. Any man who knew the African meaning of the cowries I had scattered on the grave understood and appreciated the difference."http://africaimports.com/cowrieshell.asp


wrapped up in life with omniscient eyes by Sandra Proto

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I do believe a Kindly Spirit might have shared their "omniscient" power with Sandra Proto. Every poem in wrapped up in life with omniscient eyes is wise and beautiful and sometimes sorrowful rather than happy. What matters is whenever I opened this book my body fleshed out with purpose and love of life. Each poem is one I want to reread on another day in another month and another season.

I think most girls love their fathers in a special way. Sandra Proto captures an almost photographic rendering of a father in a poem titled Oh, what a memory I have of you(in memory of my father). This is the part of the poem I like best.

When you took us for a spin
and swerved smoothly around the bend,
It was like sailing.
I held onto the back door like a railing. 

Those lines reminded me of my father whom I loved to ride with in his blue Falcon Ford . The memories rushed back because of the words in this poem. I could see the Schuylkill River as it rushed pass the front passenger side window.…

Writers Write /Prompt

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Write a paragraph or short story that begins with orange and ends with turquoise.

Orange soda was left on the store counter. It was opened. Maybe two sips had been taken from the bottle. Beside the orange soda there was a banana cream donut. Maybe two bites had been eaten. A fly flew over the donut and landed. The cashier became terribly upset. She yelled. "Who left their food and soda up here on my counter?" If it's yours, come and get it now! If you don't, I'm trashing all of it." There were only two people in the store at the time. There was a mailman wearing his uniform shorts because it was about a hundred degrees. The other person was a Senior woman who was coming up the aisle with a loaf of bread and a jar of coffee. Jean's scream must have scared her. She dropped the jar of coffee. It rolled under the soup shelves. She asked the mailman, "Would you mind picking up my jar of coffee? I just can't bend any more without my knees hurting so b…

ALL I DID WAS SHOOT MY MAN BY WALTER MOSLEY Riverhead Books

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If I had the chance to ask Mr. Mosley a question, I would ask this one. Are you passionate about Art? There are a few examples about Art in this mystery. As usual, his writing is superb.


 "It was a big cubical room, with four identical large blue sofas that faced one another across a solid-glass coffee table set upon shiny golden globes. Embedded in the thick plate of crystal was a six-by-eight blue painting of a Negro musician playing a fanciful horn. He was sitting in a chair in a lopsided room. There was a broom leaning sadly in the corner. This was an unknown Picasso."


"We followed the maid into a room that had a ceiling only twenty feet high. The centerpience dominating this chamber was a dark metal sculpture of two wrestlers, almost certaily wrought by Rodin....There were no windows in this room and the walls were charcoal gray. The only lights were yellowy spots that showed highlights of the brilliant forms exhibited by the sculpture.

I didn't realize there…

The Bachelor by Stephanie Reed Book Two Kregel

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At the beginning of each chapter is a quote. Since I have a fondness for Robert Frost, I could not pass by this quote without noting it.

"Where had I heard this wind before
Change like this to a deeper roar?"

"Bereft" by Robert Frost

Now I've talked myself in to looking up the whole poem. Hope I can find it online.

Where had I heard this wind before
Change like this to a deeper roar?
What would it take my standing there for,
Holding open a restive door,
Looking down hill to a frothy shore?
Summer was past and the day was past.
Sombre clouds in the west were massed.
Out on the porch's sagging floor,
Leaves got up in a coil and hissed,
Blindly struck at my knee and missed.
Something sinister in the tone
Told me my secret must be known:
Word I was in the house alone
Somehow must have gotten abroad,
Word I was in my life alone,
Word I had no one left but God. http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bereft/




The Returned by Jason Mott

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"All our days are the same until one day when our world turns upside down. This is what happens in Arcadia. Harold and Lucille's son, Jacob, has returned. He hasn't returned from the store or from school. He has returned from the dead. Soon he will become one of the many people who will return from their graves and  go back home to their loved ones. These people will be called "The Returned."

Jacob died by drowning in 1966. His father was the last one to hold him. Now, he's alive again. Lucille, Jacob's mother, asks no questions. She's happy to see her son back home again. It doesn't matter that none of this makes sense. Jacob is home again. Therefore, how foolish not to continue on with life as if they had never lost him in the first place.

Jacob's father thinks differently. He can't swallow this wild event hook, line and sinker. To Harold, this is not his son. "It's "something else." Harold takes a more philosophical …

It's Monday! What Are You Reading?

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I finished The Returned by Jason Mott. I am still reading The Bachelor by Stephanie Reed. Also reading, All Things Murder by Jeanne Quigley, and Act of Grace by Karen Simpson.http://bookjourney.wordpress.com



The Returned by Jason Mott

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"There was always magic in her dreams: Impossibly tall mountains, speaking animals, oddly colored moonrises. Each dream had a meaning for her. Dreams of mountains were omens of adversity. Talking animals were old friends soon to reenter her life. The color of each moonrise a portent of the mood of the day to come."http://shouldbereading.wordpress.com