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R. S. Hunter Author- WILL WORK 4 FOOD


by R. S. Hunter

Experience what it feels like to lose everything you own, to be stripped down to nothing; where only the will to survive keeps you going.


Amethyst Moon Publishing & Services

Publishing with a Personal Touch

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James F. Weinsier Author- WHERE DO WE GO? A Child-friendly about Death


      By James F. Weinsier

      The award-winning book, Where Do We Go?, delicately explores the theme of death in a comforting, child-friendly fashion with reassuring, thought-provoking text and cheerful illustrations. Its non-secular approach compatibly blends with any religious, spiritual or nondenominational framework, opening a pathway for a discussion about the hereafter. Weinsier conceived the book after his tragic loss of three immediate family members over a nine-month period. As he lovingly responded to his young grandchildren’s questions about their loved ones’ fates, the book naturally evolved, becoming an invaluable tool for parents, caregivers and other adults challenged with talking about death with little ones.

Publisher: Wondrous Publications L.L.C.
Fernandina Beach, Florida Price: $12.95 U.S.
Softbound / Nonfiction Size: 9.3″ by 9.01″ / 44 pages ISBN: 978-0-61523-805-0 Pub Date: 2008 Website: www.WondrousBooksOnline.com

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Jullian Cantor Author- THE LIFE OF GLASS, a new novel


      by Jullian Cantor

     “…Thoughtful, uplifting…”  Booklist

     “…Heartfelt..Pitch-Perfect”  BookPage


      Published by Harper Collins

           “Before he died, Melissa’s father told her about stars.   He told her that the brightest stars weren’t always the most beautiful—that if people took the time to look at the smaller stars, if they looked with a telescope at the true essence of the star, they would find real beauty.   But even though Melissa knows that beauty isn’t only skin deep, the people around her don’t seem to feel that way.   There’s her gorgeous sister, Ashley, who will barely acknowledge Melissa at school; there’s her best friend, Ryan, who may be falling in love with the sophisticated Courtney; and there’s Melissa’s mother, who’s dating someone new, someone Melissa knows will never be able to replace her father.

      To make sure she doesn’t lose her father completely, Melissa spends her time trying to piece together the last of his secrets and finishing a journal he began—one about love and relationships and the remarkable ways people find one another.   But when tragedy strikes, Melissa has to start living and loving in the present as she realizes that being beautiful on the outside doesn’t mean you can’t be beautiful on the inside.

      This is a lyrical tale of love, loss, and self-discovery from the author of The September Sisters.”- Indi Bound

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Louise Netherton- PASSAGES: HOLLYHOCKS ON THE GARDEN WALL, a journal about loss


     People passing through. 

     They don’t see the red lights,

      They are on green. 

      Do they know,

     Do they experience today.

      Is there time,

     Time to love,

     Time to share,

     Time to live?

     These months of grieving

      have been a passage. 

      Passages can become like a

     meandering river searching

     For the sea. 

      PASSAGES: hOLLYHOCKS ON THE GARDEN WALL by Louise Netherton is available:  Amazon.com; Book Shop Green Valley Mall Green Valley, Az  Exit 19 on Espranza; Dragonfly Book Store  1451 S. La Canada Green Valley, Az Exit 19 Continental Exit; Meredith’s Hallmark Shop  Exit 19 Continental Exit; Tubac Center for the Arts Tuback, Arizona; and Wheatmark…www.wheatmark.com/bookstore.

      I hope sharing my experience of loss through this journal will provide some comfort and insights for those of you have lost a loved one.  I am proud in this way I am able to contribute funds for cancer research in Arizona

      Louise Netherton

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Randy Ford Author-loss, and a Machiavellian Filipino

      Elaine told Nick about herself.   “I always wanted friends.   Instead I would end up in a new place without any, and I was expected to adjust.   We lived the life of gypsies.   And as people on the move, we quickly learned to take with us a few essentials.   We’d have to choose and our choices generally boiled down to objects rather than people.   And I would have a good cry.   Over the nanny or the girlfriends that I had to leave behind.   I couldn’t help myself.   It did no good to ask or to plead: there was no way to avoid it, and the losses were frequent.   It was stupid of me to ask, making it harder on my parents.   That was what it was like being a Navy brat.   I always wanted to stay put.”   As though she had a choice.

      Nick said, “I always wanted to get an education.   I wanted to study Ambition, Greed, and Paranoia.   And that meant looking at America.   I wanted to be like Machiavelli.   People who are shrewd, pragmatic, and insightful are generally happier than those who are not.   As Filipinos, we would all be better off if we were more like Machiavelli.”   Then he thought that he was probably being too cynical.

      And then another time when she and Nick were alone Elaine said, “Nick, you’re so against Americans, and yet you’re sitting here with me.   I could be married to an American now or have an American boyfriend.   My parents don’t care.   They don’t care who…who I’m involved with.   They don’t hold it against you for being a Filipino.   I went to school with Filipinos in Hawaii, and I was taught to respect people of all nationalities.   I’ve lived in Europe and the Middle East.   I’ve been around more kids from different countries than from my own, and now I’ve found a wonderful man.   He happens to be Filipino.   I want to show him off to my parents.   I want my parents to get to know him and see how wonderful he is.   After that, who knows?   I know not to pressure you.   You don’t seem to want to be that open about our relationship, and I can understand that up to a point.   People who know about it are expecting us to break up; bets are on.   I haven’t placed my bet yet because it’s a risky bet.   These days fewer and fewer people are staying together.   It should be easy for me because in my life I’ve had to leave so many people behind.   But, as the song goes, ‘breaking up is hard to do.’   So you have this pushy broad on your hands: who would like for you to meet her parents, and she would like her parents to the meet this wonderful man she happens to like.   So I come off as a pushy broad.   That’s one scenario.   Here’s another.   There is this unhappy American woman in college.   She is smitten by one of the professors.   Now the professor has a dilemma.   He already sees this woman.   They’ve had a few good times together, but she wants more.   More would make her happy.   More of what?   And he wouldn’t know.”

      And Nick knew that he felt close to Elaine, but he didn’t want to get too close to her.   What would it hurt for him to meet her parents?   However he couldn’t see himself going to Cavite, except as part of a demonstration.   “Oh, but they live in Forbes Park.”   Still he felt trapped by her; at the same time his feelings for her increased.

     This old boyfriend I had: he was a Chinese guy from Bolivia and his name was John Woo.   He said he loved me and wanted to marry me but his parents would never approve.   I thought he was joking and wondered what my parents would say about that.   A Jewish Navy Commander’s daughter’s name and his name on wedding announcements and his parents refusing to recognize me as their daughter-in-law.   He’s back home in Bolivia living with his snooty parents, where he wanted to take me.   Now doesn’t that take the cake?   Woo is me, and he wanted to take me home collared with his name.


Randy Ford

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