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<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-82797217959967180562022-03-20T06:58:00.008-04:002022-03-20T06:58:59.150-04:00Books Worth Reading 2022 Catalog<h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666;"> Reading is Good for You!</span></h1><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgbKNnrYofn8FM6uZFp2GRePdeJY_C0ehyhZzvP78RcpAWLxHjvONatkgcjVt-4ntNYZcwtuWixUywKsAtuLyXO_apj7nF4P8_2kvVP9TZIfcpk6xgoBi-gUv4n73Pg8E9nErJP3mRgmMQGWtgPMhjEbKxmTp0oTE9Rbtr2FHTq3xQssBnw1ya8SPd4iQ=s3000" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="2400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgbKNnrYofn8FM6uZFp2GRePdeJY_C0ehyhZzvP78RcpAWLxHjvONatkgcjVt-4ntNYZcwtuWixUywKsAtuLyXO_apj7nF4P8_2kvVP9TZIfcpk6xgoBi-gUv4n73Pg8E9nErJP3mRgmMQGWtgPMhjEbKxmTp0oTE9Rbtr2FHTq3xQssBnw1ya8SPd4iQ=s320" width="256" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://online.fliphtml5.com/cmebw/vojj/">https://online.fliphtml5.com/cmebw/vojj/</a></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Reading improves memory and cognitive ability. When you read or listen to stories, visualize the characters and scenes, and feel the emotions of the characters, your brain releases the "feel good hormone".</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This hormone, dopamine, is the primary driver of the brain's reward system. It spikes when we experience something we enjoy. There are plenty of books in this catalog to provide you with many pleasurable dopamine hits.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Read the catalog below and choose from your favorite categories, but be adventurous and explore other genres as well. You might find a few precious gems.</div></div></div><span style="color: #e06666;"><br /></span></div>
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future had been decided by her courtesan mother and Madame Claudine. Her
innocence at age fourteen would be sold to the highest bidder. She’d be treated
as a usable and disposable toy to fulfill her patron’s every perverted desire
until he tires of her. Then she’d become a courtesan to entertain anyone who
visits the brothel.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Madeleine dreams of a better future. She runs away and finds
temporary refuge in a convent, but she doesn’t have too many options when she
turns eighteen. Either going back to the brothel, becoming a servant with an uncertain
future, living her life as a nun, or becoming a <i>filles à la cassette, </i>one
of the King’s Casket Girls, since no reputable man would marry her in France
with nothing to her name.<span class="msoIns"><ins cite="mailto:Erika%20Szabo" datetime="2021-12-11T05:47"> </ins></span>To escape her gloomy future, she
sails to the New World with hopes for a better life.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">What will her future hold? Will she find happiness?</p></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='321' height='267' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dybepktFVIzxO6T0whwhngp3a6Ea2GyFDVZu6NkaJ-9ztd9qmuUf413S9ccvz44tmU9hH8EB8V28vjCWANR2w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-48944752606364800272021-11-30T18:06:00.002-05:002021-11-30T18:06:25.868-05:00Bookish Magazine December 2021<p></p><h1 style="text-align: center;"> Enjoy!</h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaMSgTyPIH3VJ6fXYr43-SZpJ6cB5qa2VoS8e1q2gAWsCthLsc5n4ReqxAkeNffDZqMBVOsFy7Oe7VoMnkYfWG5R1T98QySfMAwUUXq_K1hF4T0wVbU7P7R-ebhjDjNK0hUuj7y3dCmu36/s623/DecemberTOC.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="623" data-original-width="498" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaMSgTyPIH3VJ6fXYr43-SZpJ6cB5qa2VoS8e1q2gAWsCthLsc5n4ReqxAkeNffDZqMBVOsFy7Oe7VoMnkYfWG5R1T98QySfMAwUUXq_K1hF4T0wVbU7P7R-ebhjDjNK0hUuj7y3dCmu36/s320/DecemberTOC.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDnejDgsiwZVMgRDyHHZME2tMx_uW3Pct9Jgvk0FhPVFvXldT1V0MrhLG5U68HhLYl4J-tNDpnJTii-limrmB6U4UiWzUoWbXIjpl9JmEhWI8HjD3NeiGO9VpmLOte16JGKQXgxno3ovI9/s1000/BookishDecemberMagCover.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDnejDgsiwZVMgRDyHHZME2tMx_uW3Pct9Jgvk0FhPVFvXldT1V0MrhLG5U68HhLYl4J-tNDpnJTii-limrmB6U4UiWzUoWbXIjpl9JmEhWI8HjD3NeiGO9VpmLOte16JGKQXgxno3ovI9/s320/BookishDecemberMagCover.jpeg" width="256" /></a></div><h3 style="text-align: center;">Click, flip, read, and enjoy</h3><p></p>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="autoplay *" class="_vs_ictr_player" frameborder="0" height="405" scrolling="no" src="https://swiftcdn6.global.ssl.fastly.net/projects/619e24c4277d5/index.html?cb=i7gpex0zv1l2538m7o2l9m" width="720"></iframe></div><script src="https://vsplayer.global.ssl.fastly.net/player-wrapper-v4.js"></script>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-19396247441796017242021-11-22T05:01:00.001-05:002021-11-22T05:01:37.477-05:00What Are They Doing?<h1 style="text-align: center;"> Flopsy wants to know</h1>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="autoplay *" class="_vs_ictr_player" frameborder="0" height="305" scrolling="no" src="https://swiftcdn6.global.ssl.fastly.net/projects/619ad62e76c92/index.html?cb=f22myrlc00w8siv984s98f" width="620"></iframe></div><script src="https://vsplayer.global.ssl.fastly.net/player-wrapper-v4.js"></script>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-41106789702413794602021-11-16T11:12:00.003-05:002021-11-16T11:12:33.936-05:00Hophop's Alphabet Tree<h1 style="text-align: center;"> New book by Erika M Szabo</h1><div style="text-align: center;">A fun, rhyming picture book for children 2-7</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxYq6CAyJjUBXyeApn1k4raK5M-Lt65-YUHEmSeHsyOuFra7RIjKLd01HYyO1IFjwgRojb20hojyo51UbcBXVyarjWfh3MBiTRnBIsFlf7opFNWLDZwsY5_44WjbFoxEKEMESOaGlw7gqh/s1600/HophopGIF.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxYq6CAyJjUBXyeApn1k4raK5M-Lt65-YUHEmSeHsyOuFra7RIjKLd01HYyO1IFjwgRojb20hojyo51UbcBXVyarjWfh3MBiTRnBIsFlf7opFNWLDZwsY5_44WjbFoxEKEMESOaGlw7gqh/w300-h400/HophopGIF.gif" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Available in eBook and paperback:</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://books2read.com/Hophops-Alphabet-Tree-by-Erika-M-Szabo"><b>https://books2read.com/Hophops-Alphabet-Tree-by-Erika-M-Szabo</b></a><o:p></o:p></p><div style="text-align: left;">A fun, rhyming picture book for children 2-7<br /><b>Hophop, the little bunny, is sad because he can't read his
book.<br /></b>"Did you like the book?" Ollie asked Hophop.<br /> "I never learned to read." He sadly sobbed. <br />"Oh, my. I will teach you!" Ollie sighed and
replied.<br /> "Can you really?" Hophop’s smile was bright and
wide.<br />Ollie, the wise owl, shows him the entire alphabet and
teaches him to read the fun way.<br />Armadillos can roll into a tight ball.<br />Bears eat lots of berries in the fall.<br />Cats have fun playing hide and seek games.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Dragons blow steam and sneeze hot flames.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"><b>CONTINUE READING:</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://books2read.com/Hophops-Alphabet-Tree-by-Erika-M-Szabo">https://books2read.com/Hophops-Alphabet-Tree-by-Erika-M-Szabo</a><o:p></o:p></p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Books by the Author:</h3></div></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="autoplay *" class="_vs_ictr_player" frameborder="0" height="305" scrolling="no" src="https://swiftcdn6.global.ssl.fastly.net/projects/617ff73ff32f7/index.html?cb=jmzg6hhs5lo9u796vkj3y6" width="620"></iframe></div><script src="https://vsplayer.global.ssl.fastly.net/player-wrapper-v4.js"></script>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-44064256914283015202021-11-16T10:55:00.001-05:002021-11-16T10:55:13.255-05:00The Ghost Cat<h1 style="text-align: center;">Read the post at <a href="https://www.goldenboxbooks.com/the-author-gang/did-i-just-see-a-ghost" target="_blank">The Author Gang</a></h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg16hVAOr_T7Ia8xPLLAkYIDx3Az2tn2R5yarUP5x9eF_JD-VrwQaNHktvPdTAfOrXYpPejszMeRFFfqSg49zdYGdboL6g9RB6lt4Z610I18ZHaLl9g89Ci62ikDSr8qBvzCEHvJrWkG78X/s640/GhostCatPostPic.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="640" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg16hVAOr_T7Ia8xPLLAkYIDx3Az2tn2R5yarUP5x9eF_JD-VrwQaNHktvPdTAfOrXYpPejszMeRFFfqSg49zdYGdboL6g9RB6lt4Z610I18ZHaLl9g89Ci62ikDSr8qBvzCEHvJrWkG78X/w400-h250/GhostCatPostPic.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px; text-align: justify;">We lived in a city apartment, and the time of planning, packing, job searching, and organizing the move to a country house was stressful for everyone. Months before moving day, my young daughter had overheard our conversations and sensed the tension.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px; text-align: justify;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px; text-align: justify;">We wanted to ease her anxiety, and because she’d been begging to have a cat, we adopted a silver-haired Main Coon. His name was Sir Lancelot on the adaption papers. It took quite a few days before the cat got used to his new home, but eventually, he wandered out of his safe place, that being my daughter’s closet, and discovered every room in the apartment. The shy, timid cat quickly turned into a playful, happy playmate, chasing mice made out of rabbit fur all over the apartment. A few weeks later, when he seemed to be feeling safe with all of us, we took him for his checkup.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px; text-align: justify;"><b><a href="https://www.goldenboxbooks.com/the-author-gang/did-i-just-see-a-ghost" target="_blank"><br /></a></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px; text-align: justify;"><b><a href="https://www.goldenboxbooks.com/the-author-gang/did-i-just-see-a-ghost" target="_blank">CONTINUE READING </a></b>the ghost story by Erika M Szabo, member of <b><a href="https://www.goldenboxbooks.com/the-author-gang/" target="_blank">The Author Gang</a></b> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="autoplay *" class="_vs_ictr_player" frameborder="0" height="305" scrolling="no" src="https://swiftcdn6.global.ssl.fastly.net/projects/617a75e10a683/index.html?cb=f8mqlf76rdszfbajj4tan" width="620"></iframe></div><script src="https://vsplayer.global.ssl.fastly.net/player-wrapper-v4.js"></script>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-64273809103573021372021-11-12T15:30:00.032-05:002021-11-16T10:44:51.008-05:00Superstitions<p></p><h1 style="text-align: center;"> Read the post at <a href="https://www.goldenboxbooks.com/the-author-gang/superstitions" target="_blank">The Author Gang</a></h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4O-4q4Yh86S44zybuVpKFz497lwOf50JYg9n3SvW1hCTTneeMh561Adrr4Ua5axEXzaeYevSPEAUQ7rfdIO7XnujlEDotyYAGRrHYCmhQlWs4Kis5cb4HMwpeeuBhEMuhVOw8jrheFwED/s640/divination-5964736_640.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="428" data-original-width="640" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4O-4q4Yh86S44zybuVpKFz497lwOf50JYg9n3SvW1hCTTneeMh561Adrr4Ua5axEXzaeYevSPEAUQ7rfdIO7XnujlEDotyYAGRrHYCmhQlWs4Kis5cb4HMwpeeuBhEMuhVOw8jrheFwED/w400-h268/divination-5964736_640.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><strong style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px; text-align: justify;">Stevie Wonder had a hit song</strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px; text-align: justify;"> back in the early seventies called </span><strong style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px; text-align: justify;">Superstition</strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px; text-align: justify;"> and it was a huge hit!</span></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px; text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;">A few of the lyrics included:</div></span><em style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px; position: relative; text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><em style="position: relative;">When you believe in things you don’t understand</em></div></em><em style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px; position: relative; text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><em style="position: relative;">Then you suffer</em></div></em><em style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px; position: relative; text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><em style="position: relative;">Superstition ain’t the way.</em></div></em><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Gentium Basic"; font-size: 18px; text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;">Well, it may not be the way for most folks, but many still are superstitious and have superstitions which they may have inherited from their ancestors or a certain culture.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><a href="https://www.goldenboxbooks.com/the-author-gang/superstitions" target="_blank">READ THE POST</a></b> by Lorraine Carey, member of #TheAutorGang</div></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="autoplay *" class="_vs_ictr_player" frameborder="0" height="305" scrolling="no" src="https://swiftcdn6.global.ssl.fastly.net/projects/617a75e10a683/index.html?cb=f8mqlf76rdszfbajj4tan" width="620"></iframe></div><script src="https://vsplayer.global.ssl.fastly.net/player-wrapper-v4.js"></script>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-27141206648504622252021-07-23T05:12:00.000-04:002021-07-23T05:12:02.020-04:00Common and Uncommon Phobias Part 1 - Re-blogged<p></p><h1 style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Phobias can be debilitating</h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Imagine being afraid of dogs</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='526' height='438' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw9NbYSPR3yD_hq-qlI3wP26OQIkOS4lcC_uoEzYcrMme--Rd667QoT9e3_DLm4KgWQFjmXHMVNgwHIoT3qqA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Or being afraid of eating in a restaurant</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='533' height='443' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw-X2wNIi8Ywlw2H1U7SCk7I_1bgFnPvw53wUjWpzeRJQw9fRlPBbLFmVFxtDF8cFerp1X8_oqC91mL9Gnfxg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Watch more here:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goldenboxbooks.com/the-author-gang/common-and-uncommon-phobias-part-1">https://www.goldenboxbooks.com/the-author-gang/common-and-uncommon-phobias-part-1</a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-60397134424375276382021-05-15T06:41:00.003-04:002021-05-19T05:44:05.584-04:00Our Last Post<h1 style="text-align: center;"> The Author Gang is saying goodbye to this blog</h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFSTAKsHInHuPHUEsko4i4NHrmUGF7dKxjq4SO921aQ6GqRk8zTk7TSzI8OyLYyieB3DdInpefSAskSuBpwXtVK5HPHr01scSPj8PlsFOOLfo9jUWKp-YKeQ3ZNhrI5wkiHKqWSx0BnlHb/s640/rabbit-5905600_640.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="640" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFSTAKsHInHuPHUEsko4i4NHrmUGF7dKxjq4SO921aQ6GqRk8zTk7TSzI8OyLYyieB3DdInpefSAskSuBpwXtVK5HPHr01scSPj8PlsFOOLfo9jUWKp-YKeQ3ZNhrI5wkiHKqWSx0BnlHb/s320/rabbit-5905600_640.png" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p style="text-align: left;">It has been a long run with many authors participating in the blog with 792 interesting blog posts since 2017. The blog had 379,998 visitors who left 1248 comments.</p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white;">However, three of our blog posts had been reported as malicious content and removed yesterday without warning the admins of the blog and without explanation. There is nothing wrong with censuring and flagging dangerous or malicious content, God knows there are plenty on blogs and social sites. However, when the authors don't even have a chance to find out why their posts had been removed without warning and what could have been offensive about the posts, it goes a step beyond censorship. 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text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #800180;">Erika M Szabo</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://www.authorerikamszabo.com" target="_blank">WEBSITE</a></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Erika became an avid reader at a very early age, thanks to her dad who introduced her to many great books. Erika writes epic fantasy, alternate history, sweet romance, romantic suspense, dystopian and cozy mystery novels, short stories, as well as fun, educational and bilingual books for children ages 2-14 about acceptance, friendship, family, and moral values such as accepting people with disabilities, dealing with bullies, and not judging others before getting to know them.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiullrsuRaKpgKHxjXFpIwzlr9eNTBoEMzQPqqoY4O2PUoNQEiBwCoNxI6yCFUQXtwYuZ69RoFyxH2_7HLtTDF7QMKAj_cV53iSqVd8FRUoO2aDb-dhSpdl53v4CRvlgH28OC93yu1Iz1TM/s500/CindyAuthor.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiullrsuRaKpgKHxjXFpIwzlr9eNTBoEMzQPqqoY4O2PUoNQEiBwCoNxI6yCFUQXtwYuZ69RoFyxH2_7HLtTDF7QMKAj_cV53iSqVd8FRUoO2aDb-dhSpdl53v4CRvlgH28OC93yu1Iz1TM/w200-h200/CindyAuthor.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #800180;"><b>Cindy J. Smith</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://cindysvoices.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">BLOG</a></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Cindy has written poetry, and with every experience in life, she has found inspiration. Wife, Mother, and Grandmother, she has a myriad of beautiful memories to draw from. Never having been good at playing the part of "starving artist", she has had many careers, but her current one, an over-the-road truck driver with her husband, Dave, has provided amazing opportunities for inspiration in her later years.</div><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJnyzn6JbtoxjsPVwb0d0JOdo9WO_92mAlUBj7uf5hgfVYTJJwgCq_elpAs-w-5_ztrHKPeEy10yho3mqM5rASI56eKsQm6gITKTOXdR4qSQHTI7BOfmQJBKfiIhRFczWc6d3Mv4ZvnLUj/s500/AlexPicture.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJnyzn6JbtoxjsPVwb0d0JOdo9WO_92mAlUBj7uf5hgfVYTJJwgCq_elpAs-w-5_ztrHKPeEy10yho3mqM5rASI56eKsQm6gITKTOXdR4qSQHTI7BOfmQJBKfiIhRFczWc6d3Mv4ZvnLUj/w200-h200/AlexPicture.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #800180;">A.L. Butcher</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://libraryoferana.wordpress.com/about-a-l-butcher-fantasy-author-poet-author-promotion/" target="_blank">WEBSITE</a></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">British-born A. L. Butcher is an avid reader and creator of worlds, a poet, and a dreamer, a lover of science, natural history, history, and monkeys. Her prose has been described as ‘dark and gritty’ and her poetry as ‘evocative’. She writes with a sure and sometimes erotic sensibility of things that might have been, never were, but could be.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVCPa0w_HTLcPJBtDEHLedVma-Nepex3m8atq90IWrc_SUivBnxulXsOf0jyjS9TCCfUzF69DS4yY-X1MWFcZGL3NIlGsBDs2rCfKmmlQAe9anClSDDAELJiA0XTfv493MEO508Ohl9Lnr/s500/PictureAlan.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVCPa0w_HTLcPJBtDEHLedVma-Nepex3m8atq90IWrc_SUivBnxulXsOf0jyjS9TCCfUzF69DS4yY-X1MWFcZGL3NIlGsBDs2rCfKmmlQAe9anClSDDAELJiA0XTfv493MEO508Ohl9Lnr/w200-h200/PictureAlan.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #800180;">Alan Zacher</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Alan-Zacher/e/B00APQXPEW/" target="_blank">AMAZON</a></b></div><p style="text-align: left;">After many years of being a "struggling" actor in LA, I turned to writing. I have had several novels published: "I'm No P. I."; "A Ghoulish Good Time"; "The 13th Hour"; "Being a P. I.--Again". I have had MS for serval years now; I know physical and mental pain; so I need much laughter to endure it. Hopefully, my novels do just that--give much laughter.</p><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir18ZJX-tTIuzT-poI1j3VUI4TTwMWJLTJjwSxwe5_PfO2GrJayBxXnOwuDapi9uCmSbi3kotpRgB5-gRbMSSRYk3Lh8I2_0bDK-gKBtwq95VNUw6k0R6G4AFzHS65h7_kYiZ0-hTJWnog/s500/PicturePaula.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir18ZJX-tTIuzT-poI1j3VUI4TTwMWJLTJjwSxwe5_PfO2GrJayBxXnOwuDapi9uCmSbi3kotpRgB5-gRbMSSRYk3Lh8I2_0bDK-gKBtwq95VNUw6k0R6G4AFzHS65h7_kYiZ0-hTJWnog/w200-h200/PicturePaula.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #800180;">P.J. Mann</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://pjmannauthor.com" target="_blank">WEBSITE</a></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">Paula J. Mann lives a double life. She is a geologist by day and a novelist by night. She's best known for writing psychological thrillers and crime fiction. She also writes historical fiction and paranormal suspense. She loves traveling and shares her experiences on her blog: <a href="http://paperpenandinkwell.blogspot.com">http://paperpenandinkwell.blogspot.com</a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbSqYH68RKm-fBUyWBeBD3lWBGROrkmwBRyO1ouxsQRrFJj9DFcqFaQXRK_jRJAAjMuNf-sNCqGqqTiEIoHbmDB5uks_phHwYLmzhN467ZXQkSc_GGwwaaBVnS87kEoFOcbU8hsDZkNKZ8/s500/ChrisPicture.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbSqYH68RKm-fBUyWBeBD3lWBGROrkmwBRyO1ouxsQRrFJj9DFcqFaQXRK_jRJAAjMuNf-sNCqGqqTiEIoHbmDB5uks_phHwYLmzhN467ZXQkSc_GGwwaaBVnS87kEoFOcbU8hsDZkNKZ8/w200-h200/ChrisPicture.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Christina Weigand</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Christina-Weigand/e/B003TXOXXA" target="_blank">AMAZON</a></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">A writer, wife, mother of four, and Nana to five. She lives in Pennsylvania and has three published YA novels, a woman’s Bible study, and two MG Fantasy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTyvfbLbhXtGW1O_oatYOtRb6M1q7yKUTriOln_S8VrF8S1RA6kmKZ1jiSq0Na5BV2-hZ72ChDbBXFoN1mU_DQYmqtuydxz46VpSQ5_nFuaDsTguUXzeHQs69B0iuCJc_u9TrTZEpN2pXm/s500/AnnPicture.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTyvfbLbhXtGW1O_oatYOtRb6M1q7yKUTriOln_S8VrF8S1RA6kmKZ1jiSq0Na5BV2-hZ72ChDbBXFoN1mU_DQYmqtuydxz46VpSQ5_nFuaDsTguUXzeHQs69B0iuCJc_u9TrTZEpN2pXm/w200-h200/AnnPicture.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>A.J. Park</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://www.amazon.com/A-J-Park/e/B07SJQGJ6J/" target="_blank">AMAZON</a></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">A.J. Park has embraced a lifelong passion for writing and reading. There is nothing better than a really good story, and she feels compelled to keep creating. Fantasy has always been her favorite genre, because it represents the world of imagination in fiction.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div></div></div></div><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><span color="rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.87)" face="Roboto, RobotoDraft, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white;"> </span></p>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-26668687949156087262021-05-14T03:00:00.002-04:002021-05-14T03:00:00.292-04:00Book Friday: Palace of the Twelve Pillars<h2 style="text-align: center;"> <span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;">Young Adult Christian Fantasy</span></h2><p><span face="Segoe UI Historic, Segoe UI, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #050505;"><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I wanted to know the backstory to a character in another book I wrote. For that book, I wanted to explore what would happen if the son of a farmer woke up one morning and discovered he was a prince and a wizard."</span></span></p>
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blacksmith god. It was forged from a meteorite and given to the Scythian people
to conquer the world and won by the Magyars and Huns when together they
defeated the Scythians.</p><p class="MsoNormal">The legend says that the Huns wanted to go one way, and
the Magyars another, so they gave the sword to a blind man to spin. Where it landed,
they would go. But a gust of wind took the sword out of sight towards the west,
and it was lost. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The sword is also known as the Sword of Attila, so clearly
the legend doesn’t end there. Much later, a shepherd found it buried in the
ground, after the tip nicked the leg of one of his sheep, causing it to bleed. He could see
it was powerful, and presented it to Atilla, insisting that he was the only one
worthy. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Atilla used the sword in battle, despite that Huns preferred bows and axes. And while he died before the sword’s magic could help him
conquer the entire world, he certainly conquered a decent portion of it.<o:p></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzIFPHS-INCW3EY1yFHtratQOtVcGJ6cPL-RE9zUauG5GCKMr1L6z7P8m7jE9jx6ouZTW9ofXR7_I8Wpmxu-Fr6f4_f03Fc9MbQOnXUBynZbaqNhFQOsHADBtZe3Yq_Yfkv_Uzd7cdtlFj/s662/Attila.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="451" data-original-width="662" height="435" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzIFPHS-INCW3EY1yFHtratQOtVcGJ6cPL-RE9zUauG5GCKMr1L6z7P8m7jE9jx6ouZTW9ofXR7_I8Wpmxu-Fr6f4_f03Fc9MbQOnXUBynZbaqNhFQOsHADBtZe3Yq_Yfkv_Uzd7cdtlFj/w640-h435/Attila.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://virily.com/culture/a-dinner-with-attila-the-hun/" target="_blank">Picture credit</a></div><p></p><p>Attila was the ruler of the Huns from 434 until his death in March 453. He was also the leader of a tribal empire consisting of Huns, Ostrogoths, and Alans among others, on the territory of Central and Eastern Europe. He was the only king from 434 AD to 453 AD and became one of the most feared rulers, especially among eastern and western European empires.</p><p>Unlike what most people believe, Attila didn’t have an impoverished childhood and was born in a financially comfortable household. In fact, Attila and his older brother Bleda received training fit for a prince.</p><p>While there are very few accounts of what Attila looked like, King Priscus’s records show that Attila was a short man with a wide chest and a large head. He had small eyes, a thick black beard, and his skin was tanned.</p><p>Attila’s father, Mundzuc was a clan chieftain and was a brother to Hunnish kings Octar and Ruga. After Ruga's death, Attila killed his older brother, Bleda, to acquire the kingdom left to the both of them. According to King Priscus’s accounts, Bleda was assassinated by Attila, after a long conspiracy in 445 AD.</p><p>In 447 AD, Attila attacked the Eastern Romans at the Battle of the Utus, after which he carried his famous Balkan invasion, which allowed him to create a solid Eastern European stronghold.</p><p>Despite being a despotic ruler and famous for his large collection of gold, Attila preferred a simple lifestyle.</p><p style="text-align: center;">Watch the movie about Attila's life, with Gerald Butler</p>
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Erika writes <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">epic fantasy, alternate history, sweet romance, romantic suspense, dystopian and cozy mystery novels, short stories,</span> as well as fun, educational and bilingual books for children ages 2-14 about acceptance, friendship, family, and moral values such as accepting people with disabilities, dealing with bullies, and not judging others before getting to know them.</a></p></div>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-41592649879974318322021-05-07T03:00:00.004-04:002021-05-07T03:00:00.427-04:00Book Friday: War's Ending<h1 style="text-align: center;"> A romantic fantasy novel</h1><h3 style="text-align: center;">FREE today</h3><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4xNSnT2aXbqNEEPv8fWrIlXt-F9pdgG9xJT3esXzSkVXsbFKbM1SMoCfxwqNvLucG9FSnb9Dflj3QDbz4AgrV3h185cl3GUL5TcBnDuVnRuHIDkL8TT40QHjNel8EfPnrm-M_SNRcO1_R/s500/AnnBook.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="324" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4xNSnT2aXbqNEEPv8fWrIlXt-F9pdgG9xJT3esXzSkVXsbFKbM1SMoCfxwqNvLucG9FSnb9Dflj3QDbz4AgrV3h185cl3GUL5TcBnDuVnRuHIDkL8TT40QHjNel8EfPnrm-M_SNRcO1_R/w259-h400/AnnBook.jpg" width="259" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07SJJDVK2/" target="_blank">ON AMAZON</a></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>"I wrote this book because I wanted to explore the idea of people who hid their faces from outsiders. The book is about Shalyrie’s journey to understand them and their culture. She does eventually discover their secrets and is pushed into a terrible position between the opposite sides of the conflict. As she spends more time with them, she grows to respect and admire them, especially their young leader. His dedication and kindness make a deep impression on her. They grow closer until she can’t imagine leaving him. But unless she finds a way to stop the fighting, he will be killed and his people destroyed. </div><div>I wanted to create a story that explored new scenery and cultures. Shalyrie’s nation is sea-faring, native to an island, and she’s never seen horses before. What would you think of a horse if you’d never seen one before? The book is all about her efforts to stop the fighting between her people and the horsemen. I hope you enjoy War’s Ending."</div><div>A.J. Park</div><h3 style="text-align: center;">About the story</h3><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Royal Blood. A floor length gown. Neither is any use in a battle...</div><div style="text-align: left;">Shalyrie accepts an invitation to tour the colony with the charming young governor. Instead of site-seeing, she is injured in an unexpected raid. Captured by the enemy, she struggles to stay alive among masked horsemen who don't speak her language and refuse to show their faces.</div><div style="text-align: left;">As Shalyrie attempts to understand their culture, she discovers that the war is not what it seems. An attempt on her life by one of her own people reveals that someone has a compelling reason to continue fighting and they don't care if she is killed in the middle of it.</div></div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTyvfbLbhXtGW1O_oatYOtRb6M1q7yKUTriOln_S8VrF8S1RA6kmKZ1jiSq0Na5BV2-hZ72ChDbBXFoN1mU_DQYmqtuydxz46VpSQ5_nFuaDsTguUXzeHQs69B0iuCJc_u9TrTZEpN2pXm/s500/AnnPicture.jpeg" style="color: #3367d6; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTyvfbLbhXtGW1O_oatYOtRb6M1q7yKUTriOln_S8VrF8S1RA6kmKZ1jiSq0Na5BV2-hZ72ChDbBXFoN1mU_DQYmqtuydxz46VpSQ5_nFuaDsTguUXzeHQs69B0iuCJc_u9TrTZEpN2pXm/w200-h200/AnnPicture.jpeg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; padding: 5px; position: relative;" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><b>A.J. Park</b></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://www.amazon.com/A-J-Park/e/B07SJQGJ6J/" style="color: #3367d6; text-decoration-line: none;" target="_blank">AMAZON</a></b></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;">A.J. Park has embraced a lifelong passion for writing and reading. There is nothing better than a really good story, and she feels compelled to keep creating. Fantasy has always been her favorite genre, because it represents the world of imagination in fiction.</div></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-454973707411367552021-05-03T03:00:00.008-04:002021-05-03T03:00:00.237-04:00Black Dog Myths: Part 1 - Shuck<h1 style="text-align: center;"> Old Shuck</h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7_OPBN58mScVdOPxlBhg3rqDcs-Pscg51B0Ikr7u_Jl_W1CEQn6uNxXJASjZZJnhgSAmtOFGKMB4GJOnI7iWKAfIW99Qs9-Aku1vRd_8FvoTcNw8zb0I7mAnkrmeuS3aeLeuoM4ja5HlM/s640/alsatian-344065_640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="470" data-original-width="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7_OPBN58mScVdOPxlBhg3rqDcs-Pscg51B0Ikr7u_Jl_W1CEQn6uNxXJASjZZJnhgSAmtOFGKMB4GJOnI7iWKAfIW99Qs9-Aku1vRd_8FvoTcNw8zb0I7mAnkrmeuS3aeLeuoM4ja5HlM/s320/alsatian-344065_640.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Photo credit: <span style="color: #191b26; font-family: "Open Sans", Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px; white-space: nowrap;"><a href="https://pixabay.com/users/stevebidmead-249424/?utm_source=link-attribution&utm_medium=referral&utm_campaign=image&utm_content=344065" style="color: #191b26; cursor: pointer; margin: 0px; outline: none !important;">Steve Bidmead</a> from <a href="https://pixabay.com/?utm_source=link-attribution&utm_medium=referral&utm_campaign=image&utm_content=344065" style="color: #191b26; cursor: pointer; margin: 0px; outline: none !important;">Pixabay</a></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #191b26; font-family: "Open Sans", Arial, sans-serif; white-space: nowrap;"> </span></span></div><p>Britain is a land of myths and legends, from giants and dragons to St George and Headless Horsemen.</p><p>Black Dog spectres are nocturnal apparitions, often foretelling deaths and sometimes linked with Satan, although some are protectors. From Grim, Padfoot, Barguest, and Shuck, these nocturnal hounds walk the byways and lanes of Britain. Appearances differ – although they are always large, some have no head, a human-looking head, fiery eyes, chains, or blooded fang; they walk in silence and howl with spine-chilling cries. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>Old Shuck</b></p><p>Variously known as Black Shuck, Old Shuck, Old Shock, or Shuck, a ghostly hound is believed to haunt the coastline and countryside parts of Britain. Documents from the 16th-century record ‘sightings’ of this horrible hound, but records are believed to go back at far as the 12th Century. </p><p>The most notorious reports of Shuck come from Bungay and Blythburn in the county of Suffolk, in England (1577). The great devilish hound is said to have burst through the church doors during a storm, killed a man and child, and causing the steeple to collapse. There are, apparently scorch marks still remaining on the door to this day. He then appeared in a separate church in the village of Bungay, killed some more congregants before disappearing. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzISBVOQktZoIrEOIleBPnfdac1h0tThHVRKcBZ3gMIeLF9oem_NBBnjJ6UmJoY14rdpUcCXb9I3BuUklHngKAGkZNHCLxSo9xi2A0Sc06Xdtbi7I8b75uthGniWK8a3BRVgA7aioe5I6E/s477/alexpic2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="477" data-original-width="252" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzISBVOQktZoIrEOIleBPnfdac1h0tThHVRKcBZ3gMIeLF9oem_NBBnjJ6UmJoY14rdpUcCXb9I3BuUklHngKAGkZNHCLxSo9xi2A0Sc06Xdtbi7I8b75uthGniWK8a3BRVgA7aioe5I6E/s320/alexpic2.jpg" /></a></div><p>Title page of the account of Rev. Abraham Fleming's account of the appearance of the ghostly black dog "Black Shuck" at the church of Bungay, Suffolk in 1577: "A straunge, and terrible wunder wrought very late in the parish church of Bongay: a town of no great distance from the citie of Norwich, namely the fourth of this August, in ye yeere of our Lord 1577." (Public Domain )</p><p>In 1850 Revd Taylor of Ormesby wrote that he’d heard the tale of Shuck from many people in East Norfolk and Cambridgeshire. The great hound was described as ‘a black shaggy dog with fiery eyes, who visits churchyards at night’ (From Lore of the Land – Westwood and Simpson). The dog started at Beeston and walked Overstrand churchyard at twilight and his route crossed what is now Cromer railway station – and a local street was known as Shuck’s Lane. Another preacher heard from an elderly local parishioner that Shuck ran nightly over Coltishall Bridge. A local man had kicked at a large dog acting aggressively, the man’s foot when straight through the dog….</p><p>Shuck has now firmly become part of local folklore with manifestations of ‘Old Scarf’, ‘Old Shock’ and the ‘Shucky Dog’. A spectral dog known as Chuff was seen as late as 1980. Old Shock sometimes manifested as a calf, or had the head of a donkey, a goat, or even a ‘shug monkey’.</p><p>He is portrayed in many forms – including as a shapeshifting bogey beast. Headless or saucer-eyed creatures are traditional signs of the supernatural, and such beasts often had ‘skeffy’ or shaggy coats.</p><p>‘Shuck’ is derived from an Old English word – scucca –meaning fiend, ‘shucky’ is a Norfolk dialect for shaggy. In Europe, a sixth of all dog demons are black poodles (Patricia Dale Green Dog 1966). Shuck’s ancestry may be hinted at from an account from St Margaret in the late 12th century, called ‘Alde Shuke’ – an unwight who appeared in animal form, and calls himself a ‘bitter beast’.</p><p>Some accounts state meeting Shuck means death within a year, oral tradition does not always support this. Shuck and the Black Dog of Bungay myths have merged, out of 74 sightings, only seventeen could be connected with death or misfortune. </p><p>Other accounts have the Black Dogs act as guardians, escorted women along lonely lanes at night. In 1998 one man recounted having to get out of the road at night due to a huge hound with flaming eyes standing in his way. 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Butcher</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px;"><b><a href="https://libraryoferana.wordpress.com/about-a-l-butcher-fantasy-author-poet-author-promotion/" style="color: black; text-decoration-line: none;" target="_blank">WEBSITE</a></b></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: left;">British-born A. L. Butcher is an avid reader and creator of worlds, a poet, and a dreamer, a lover of science, natural history, history, and monkeys. Her prose has been described as ‘dark and gritty’ and her poetry as ‘evocative’. She writes with a sure and sometimes erotic sensibility of things that might have been, never were, but could be.</div></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-48326540668691827452021-05-02T10:01:00.003-04:002021-05-02T10:01:57.080-04:00Bookish Magazine May 2021<p style="text-align: center;"></p><h1>Free Online Magazine </h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://online.fliphtml5.com/cmebw/rwie/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="800" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUohTjFoDC4qhhAdi-UlgfHl5BG5_5S4JVtisfHVWFhTOgiF092wqomIZZL1kaHtnuYerSlAwez65IFB4a1bFqwEbWsi3lkvTVxtiBbFJK-4H_kgScvZVtR__Na7d-tfc7Ic90dV8EDkvl/w320-h400/MayMagCover.png" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYnk_2oWJ6pDWUoknTJ6QHEnKgXAJ_2zgsfawDMDb7HuQfJaotrMMFkBqLy4N3fip4Gi1ov9C24EHyS-4rwdLYKZDC3Pm7u1BoW2GaiL8-Do06cGifBKVD0fpK1E6g5yJN_GBrxVSR5s-/s640/PostAkhmose.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="360" data-original-width="640" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYnk_2oWJ6pDWUoknTJ6QHEnKgXAJ_2zgsfawDMDb7HuQfJaotrMMFkBqLy4N3fip4Gi1ov9C24EHyS-4rwdLYKZDC3Pm7u1BoW2GaiL8-Do06cGifBKVD0fpK1E6g5yJN_GBrxVSR5s-/w640-h360/PostAkhmose.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I've always been fascinated by Egyptian history. It's amazing how much we know yet how much remains a mystery of the people who lived thousands of years ago, built the pyramids, and left invaluable culture and art behind. I was reading about the 19th dynasty one day, and my mind wandered off. I thought about the post I added to Goodreads years ago about life and the afterlife, and it triggered an avalanche of thoughts in my mind.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I've been playing with the idea of writing a fantasy ghost story, so I thought, why not an Egyptian prince? I like cozy, entertaining stories, so there are no scary mummies in this one.</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Of course, I needed an evil wizard to curse the prince, an unsuspecting woman to save him, and a funny redhead friend to make you smile as well.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Okay, I'm not going to spoil it for you, enjoy this short, action-packed story. You can read this story in English, Spanish, or Italian, whichever language you feel most comfortable with, or listen to the English audiobook.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjos3ALULHLkSYPbKN-bvIAbpaF0LnhL53yCwN76kylUtvvyp1vyE17IfOOD1LqcQPtMRU1ZPV9QvZMI7i5Wo1Kk6ryJHe9ZZCMWO79LtVtpWXZ-WhHg5X5vlmJSce0XiwbS3vMGBel8Ojf/s640/AkhmoseQuote.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="640" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjos3ALULHLkSYPbKN-bvIAbpaF0LnhL53yCwN76kylUtvvyp1vyE17IfOOD1LqcQPtMRU1ZPV9QvZMI7i5Wo1Kk6ryJHe9ZZCMWO79LtVtpWXZ-WhHg5X5vlmJSce0XiwbS3vMGBel8Ojf/w640-h400/AkhmoseQuote.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><h3 style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A cozy ghost story</h3><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://books2read.com/u/49lpXM" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="400" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-r6HvlotjxCs6sbeZ5QGsJjqhyphenhyphengpXVg5HXQCov-Z3V53AQTiWLrNVqhMGAgUxAL_J6wDAavh4iQKXXtlzSTporz3PRjwL2AT9azv78TQTKvOkHe5bPk5SAB87WboYIWVbC9fClWzBYr0E/w266-h400/COVERTheGostOfPrinceAkhmose.jpeg" width="266" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://books2read.com/u/49lpXM" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;">EBOOK</span></a></b></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">A powerful curse cast
thousands of years ago by the Grand Vizier. Tanakhmet cursed Prince Akhmose to
never enter the Field of Reeds, the heavenly paradise. Why did he want him to
linger as a restless ghost among the living, forever?<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">By reading the hieroglyphs,
Layla, a young Egyptologist, inadvertently breaks the curse and frees the
ghosts of both Prince Akhmose and the Grand Vizier whose thirst for revenge is
stronger than ever.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">With Layla’s help, can Prince
Akhmose finally cross into the afterlife? </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Or perhaps, because of the
charms of the mortal woman, he doesn’t want to…</span></p><h3 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Spanish</span></h3><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://books2read.com/u/brP9Vz" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN9OOJhFgphsG2bQREpSKFpsNY4TbV07_kDMCP4vWDS7S-foyxfwenarq1XtqyZNkrtlHYkR1qWbSoaUI9vNrZ7djq1fTjQo4JBJ792hCC4YsyxfJ_SXKTczEfxJdzo90eXMp71uQJhYC7/s320/SpanishCoverTheGhostOfPrinceAkhmose.jpeg" /></a></div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://books2read.com/u/brP9Vz" target="_blank">EBOOK</a></span></b></div></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-US" style="font-size: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: ES-US;"><b>Una acogedora historia de fantasmas.</b><o:p></o:p></span></p><div>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-US" style="font-size: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: ES-US;">Una poderosa maldición lanzada hace miles de años por el Gran Visir.
Tanakhmet maldijo al príncipe Akhmose para que nunca entrara en el Campo de
Juncos, el paraíso celestial. ¿Por qué quería que el príncipe permaneciera para
siempre como un fantasma inquieto entre los vivos?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-US" style="font-size: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: ES-US;">Al leer los jeroglíficos, Layla, una joven egiptóloga, rompe
inadvertidamente la maldición y libera los fantasmas tanto del príncipe Akhmose
como del Gran Visir, cuya sed de venganza es más fuerte que nunca.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-US" style="font-size: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: ES-US;">Con la ayuda de Layla, ¿podrá el príncipe Akhmose finalmente cruzar al
más allá? </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">O tal vez, hipnotizado por los encantos de la mujer mortal, no quiere
...</span></p><h3 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Italian</span></h3></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://books2read.com/u/m2REwj" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi453xFA72nrFWo-Lg-UhZlNCK8wMYXTbZh3ncK1dDFRyoin61YXwygsQjRAB7JmNyXpl-KRVwDSTQ_MN4BB0oUzjeOu_l0N7iKIl8Byl-WsVyFDkOV48thqyjtUiwSwVCXsWn3y61107nd/s320/ItalianCoverTheGhostOfPrinceAkhmose.jpeg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://books2read.com/u/m2REwj" target="_blank">EBOOK</a></span></b></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="font-size: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: IT;"><b>Un romanzo fantasy storico.</b><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="font-size: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: IT;">Una potente maledizione lanciata migliaia di anni fa dal Gran Visir.
Tanakhmet maledì il principe Akhmose per non entrare mai nel Campo delle Canne,
il paradiso celeste. Perché voleva che rimanesse per sempre come un fantasma
irrequieto tra i vivi?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="font-size: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: IT;">Leggendo i geroglifici, Layla, una giovane egittologa, spezza
inavvertitamente la maledizione e libera i fantasmi sia del principe Akhmose
che del Gran Visir, la cui sete di vendetta è più forte che mai.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="font-size: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: IT;">Con l'aiuto di Layla, il principe Akhmose può finalmente entrare
nell'aldilà? </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">O forse, a causa del fascino della donna mortale, non vuole ...</span></p><h3 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Audiobook</span></h3><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/The-Ghost-of-Prince-Akhmose/dp/B0937KQVSQ/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf4WAQlySajQCyIwWNsfQfRNddvxGdH7bef3jc46m93Yt1tZcOwoFoVbDEuy9n7o-JXI8MNeaqqX5FSLFz9WOzv1MScVw7ybCIJ0BdF9Em7_8cTKrWJCbsddbKMsd1z2sy2bYV7aXAUfdu/s320/AudioCoverAkhmose2.jpeg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/The-Ghost-of-Prince-Akhmose/dp/B0937KQVSQ/" target="_blank">AUDIOBOOK</a></span></b></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"><b>The author</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAf4jrQTDhyphenhyphenIM3YEQmC0DPk_fdhppOY_isYOTPVLaaWDZdvYqvIZrTl_EcG9Oj1WllSRSrTvVNy4qyxSl4uTl_TQd9lSBbfPrhLJntg7XFlg215xqGyWhlQpRgP3j2CqZal0Z8rcdlOfWS/s500/www.authorerikamszabo.com.png.png" style="color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAf4jrQTDhyphenhyphenIM3YEQmC0DPk_fdhppOY_isYOTPVLaaWDZdvYqvIZrTl_EcG9Oj1WllSRSrTvVNy4qyxSl4uTl_TQd9lSBbfPrhLJntg7XFlg215xqGyWhlQpRgP3j2CqZal0Z8rcdlOfWS/w200-h200/www.authorerikamszabo.com.png.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border: 1px solid rgb(232, 232, 232); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; padding: 5px; position: relative;" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px;"><b><span style="color: #800180;">Erika M Szabo</span></b></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px;"><b><a href="https://www.authorerikamszabo.com/" style="color: black; text-decoration-line: none;" target="_blank">WEBSITE</a></b></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: start;"><a name="_Hlk31944652">Erika became an avid reader at a very early age, thanks to her dad who introduced her to many great books. Erika writes <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">epic fantasy, alternate history, sweet romance, romantic suspense, dystopian and cozy mystery novels, short stories,</span> as well as fun, educational and bilingual books for children ages 2-14 about acceptance, friendship, family, and moral values such as accepting people with disabilities, dealing with bullies, and not judging others before getting to know them.</a></p></div><p></p></div></div><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-75027812830285240252021-04-26T03:00:00.003-04:002021-05-01T11:50:54.482-04:00The Doubts of an Author<h1 style="text-align: center;"> I Have Doubts</h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1r1oBrNq1beanCnt8Pm0fCm712CFQhe-d8RnitIMwULi5cm79g1rBh2vtyHyAuaEEqvdUlG5M9JXEzhvHHLyIAoZwLy3T-mXS34670fPLReALv444buvpu8D2Q-AcuaLvVsWCiLPaDQ0j/s640/home-office-2838944_640LukasBieryPixabay.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="426" data-original-width="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1r1oBrNq1beanCnt8Pm0fCm712CFQhe-d8RnitIMwULi5cm79g1rBh2vtyHyAuaEEqvdUlG5M9JXEzhvHHLyIAoZwLy3T-mXS34670fPLReALv444buvpu8D2Q-AcuaLvVsWCiLPaDQ0j/s320/home-office-2838944_640LukasBieryPixabay.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Image credit: Lukas Biery from Pixabay</div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Yes, I have doubts as to the
quality of my writing. Is it any good or am I just fooling myself?<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Every morning, early, —always about
5 a. m.—I rise from bed and begin writing. I’m always excited to begin the day
writing, my heart pumping, and my creative juices flowing. On good days, I may
write, off-and-on, for four or five hours. If it goes well, I’m elated; if it
goes badly, I’m miserable. If I only hammered out two or three lines, I feel
that I have wasted my whole day—for nothing! I pout and I feel anger for the
rest of the day, and I wonder whatever made me ever believe that I could ever
do a thing like writing a book, to begin with. Stupid! And for an Indie writer, this is even worse—you don’t have a publisher!<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Well, and even having a publisher
isn’t always a sure deal of the quality of one’s writing. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">I have had many short stories and
six novels published. My first novel was published by a man who owned a small
publishing company. He kept telling me that my manuscript was one of the best
novels that he had ever read. The contract that I signed with him was a 60/40
contract, with a 30% overhead charge—meaning that before the 60/40 kicked in,
30% was taken off first: I made little money.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">So, I don’t know. Yeah, I have
doubts. Even the King says—that’s Stephen King— “Don’t go into writing lightly.
There are too many disappointments.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Yet, when all is said and done,
there are the occasional emails that I receive from people—total strangers! —thanking
me for my writing putting a smile on their faces. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Yes, I have doubts, but receiving
one of those joyful emails makes it all worth it.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;"><b>Written by:</b></p><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVCPa0w_HTLcPJBtDEHLedVma-Nepex3m8atq90IWrc_SUivBnxulXsOf0jyjS9TCCfUzF69DS4yY-X1MWFcZGL3NIlGsBDs2rCfKmmlQAe9anClSDDAELJiA0XTfv493MEO508Ohl9Lnr/s500/PictureAlan.jpeg" style="color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVCPa0w_HTLcPJBtDEHLedVma-Nepex3m8atq90IWrc_SUivBnxulXsOf0jyjS9TCCfUzF69DS4yY-X1MWFcZGL3NIlGsBDs2rCfKmmlQAe9anClSDDAELJiA0XTfv493MEO508Ohl9Lnr/w200-h200/PictureAlan.jpeg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border: 1px solid rgb(232, 232, 232); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; padding: 5px; position: relative;" width="200" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #800180;">Alan Zacher</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Alan-Zacher/e/B00APQXPEW/" style="color: black; text-decoration-line: none;" target="_blank">AMAZON</a></b></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-indent: 0px;">After many years of being a "struggling" actor in LA, I turned to writing. I have had several novels published: "I'm No P. I."; "A Ghoulish Good Time"; "The 13th Hour"; "Being a P. I.--Again". I have had MS for serval years now; I know physical and mental pain; so I need much laughter to endure it. Hopefully, my novels do just that--give much laughter.</span></p>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-61938905006628371982021-04-23T03:00:00.001-04:002021-04-23T03:00:00.220-04:00Book Friday: Bittersweet Reality<p></p><h1 style="text-align: center;"> Poems and short stories</h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpv-VIqnaxxiWEL0R342_dinhG8a1nscVVv_iASNI5IGPctWFyOTSSzqop1I_BIdsmjKWdCVS1OROijgtitBeaPhOxMdPqkGM4-DWIUnaheDc50OEWsGzHbQrZZMqR_aY7A6c9JKvsgJI3/s1200/Cindy.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="800" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpv-VIqnaxxiWEL0R342_dinhG8a1nscVVv_iASNI5IGPctWFyOTSSzqop1I_BIdsmjKWdCVS1OROijgtitBeaPhOxMdPqkGM4-DWIUnaheDc50OEWsGzHbQrZZMqR_aY7A6c9JKvsgJI3/w266-h400/Cindy.gif" width="266" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://books2read.com/BittersweetReality" target="_blank">EBOOK</a> <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Bittersweet-Reality-Cindy-J-Smith/dp/1943962820/" target="_blank">PRINT</a></span></b></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Choosing to ignore the reality of my publications' lack of success, I assembled another collection for public entertainment. Gorged on the sincere praises of my editor and several fans, I have once again allowed my ego to lead me by the carrot of fame it dangles before my eyes. How can you refuse to follow the advice to publish given by someone who even takes the time to come up with the perfect title?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Bittersweet Reality has become a reality thanks to the efforts of my editor, Cindy Calloway who encouraged me to share these works and named them. The artistic and technical abilities of Erika M. Szabo of <b><a href="https://www.goldenboxbooks.com" target="_blank">Golden Box Books Publishing</a></b>, are evident when you see this gorgeous cover, the beautiful interior of the book in all its forms and when you watch the video below which she created. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This collection has stories as well as poems offering my view of the world before me without my rose-colored glasses.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/YuuX8Bfb-ko" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiullrsuRaKpgKHxjXFpIwzlr9eNTBoEMzQPqqoY4O2PUoNQEiBwCoNxI6yCFUQXtwYuZ69RoFyxH2_7HLtTDF7QMKAj_cV53iSqVd8FRUoO2aDb-dhSpdl53v4CRvlgH28OC93yu1Iz1TM/s500/CindyAuthor.jpeg" style="color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiullrsuRaKpgKHxjXFpIwzlr9eNTBoEMzQPqqoY4O2PUoNQEiBwCoNxI6yCFUQXtwYuZ69RoFyxH2_7HLtTDF7QMKAj_cV53iSqVd8FRUoO2aDb-dhSpdl53v4CRvlgH28OC93yu1Iz1TM/w200-h200/CindyAuthor.jpeg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border: 1px solid rgb(232, 232, 232); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; padding: 5px; position: relative;" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px;"><span style="color: #800180;"><b>Cindy J. Smith</b></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px;"><b><a href="https://cindysvoices.blogspot.com/" style="color: black; text-decoration-line: none;" target="_blank">BLOG</a></b></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: left;">Cindy has written poetry, and with every experience in life, she has found inspiration. Wife, Mother, and Grandmother, she has a myriad of beautiful memories to draw from. Never having been good at playing the part of "starving artist", she has had many careers, but her current one, an over-the-road truck driver with her husband, Dave, has provided amazing opportunities for inspiration in her later years.</div></div>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-9244412430693164562021-04-19T03:00:00.001-04:002021-04-19T03:00:00.217-04:00Resilience and Patience<p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijqPYJ1PamxGblkPCg3_vBvC7Lm8lUKZev1m3XXdEnMCBqgxPvp0SGW1uNH7_6Ew52gfnsLKtSYEG1xTNr9WzcY4r8k2MBa41jkSwKTz5w9dleRJA2acoAw6l0R1hMNj3NAYqe7b2ThHGm/s1059/PaulaPicture1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1059" data-original-width="794" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijqPYJ1PamxGblkPCg3_vBvC7Lm8lUKZev1m3XXdEnMCBqgxPvp0SGW1uNH7_6Ew52gfnsLKtSYEG1xTNr9WzcY4r8k2MBa41jkSwKTz5w9dleRJA2acoAw6l0R1hMNj3NAYqe7b2ThHGm/w300-h400/PaulaPicture1.png" width="300" /></a></div><p></p><p>Last year the 30th of December I was surprised to see one of my garden plants starting to bloom. I have it there for enough time to understand that it starts to bloom between April and August. I remember having chosen it just because of its long blooming season and because the first pollinators could have soon something to eat after the long winter. </p><p>For this reason, you can imagine my surprise when I saw it blooming in the middle of the winter. I was also worried because, although we didn’t have had yet any snow, I was sure it would have come quite soon, meaning the demise of the plant.</p><p>In fact, as I feared, after a few days the Finnish landscape turned white, and the only hope I had was that at least only those early blooms would have died out, leaving the whole plant alive ready to bloom once again at the right time.</p><p>Likewise every winter, the temperatures went far below freezing this winter, reaching -25 C. </p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOVmAEvN5NvSCwdQtuNP4djtWS-ME4v93ogC5UJaQQa3lP2AoXHT-fTFaRUUhqBDOWroiWypFZApvre5aBWLabye4w-q0vfxvWNcZsaujr5Y6lVDL1_PIqBqronCzD9dTYGpuJOlfOsJ3_/s1059/PaulaPicture2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1059" data-original-width="794" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOVmAEvN5NvSCwdQtuNP4djtWS-ME4v93ogC5UJaQQa3lP2AoXHT-fTFaRUUhqBDOWroiWypFZApvre5aBWLabye4w-q0vfxvWNcZsaujr5Y6lVDL1_PIqBqronCzD9dTYGpuJOlfOsJ3_/w300-h400/PaulaPicture2.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Every time I looked out of the window, I wondered about the well-being of those little flowers. Many times I have been tempted to dig them out from the snow and cover them with a cloth that could have protected them from the cold, but a little voice in my head told me that perhaps the snow cover could be just enough of a protection.</p><p>A few days ago, as the milder temperatures started to melt the snow cover, I thought I saw something worth my attention, and as I went to refill the bird feeder, I reached the place where the blooming flower was planted.</p><p>And I marveled…</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguDv_-taqOj2zxyoy5Ly3G-fT8X09v2NTqIaJ_Y6Yi8QmUG7gyQhSLQpwKeFvehRpFw4RIMNFP_S8x5NONLDqp0OjEPuPcaSgnDETwUH7VXSYU1WWfWswVvj56TD8MnzWx02_ktUHQtBMJ/s1279/Picture4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="959" data-original-width="1279" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguDv_-taqOj2zxyoy5Ly3G-fT8X09v2NTqIaJ_Y6Yi8QmUG7gyQhSLQpwKeFvehRpFw4RIMNFP_S8x5NONLDqp0OjEPuPcaSgnDETwUH7VXSYU1WWfWswVvj56TD8MnzWx02_ktUHQtBMJ/w400-h300/Picture4.png" width="400" /></a></div><p>Not only the plant survived the harsh and long winter, but under the snow cover, those flowers found a safe cocoon from where to find shelter from the cold weather. They patiently kept themselves alive, gathering the weak light filtering through the snow cover, feeding on the slowly melting ice, and counting the days to Spring.</p><p>It gave me a sense of hope and also a good lesson, about patience. Sometimes we all need to work and wait before we can harvest the fruits of what we’ve done, as nothing happens in a one-day timeframe. So the old say ‘good things come to those who wait’ isn’t so wrong after all.</p><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir18ZJX-tTIuzT-poI1j3VUI4TTwMWJLTJjwSxwe5_PfO2GrJayBxXnOwuDapi9uCmSbi3kotpRgB5-gRbMSSRYk3Lh8I2_0bDK-gKBtwq95VNUw6k0R6G4AFzHS65h7_kYiZ0-hTJWnog/s500/PicturePaula.jpeg" style="color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir18ZJX-tTIuzT-poI1j3VUI4TTwMWJLTJjwSxwe5_PfO2GrJayBxXnOwuDapi9uCmSbi3kotpRgB5-gRbMSSRYk3Lh8I2_0bDK-gKBtwq95VNUw6k0R6G4AFzHS65h7_kYiZ0-hTJWnog/w200-h200/PicturePaula.jpeg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border: 1px solid rgb(232, 232, 232); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; padding: 5px; position: relative;" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #800180;">P.J. Mann</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://pjmannauthor.com/" style="color: black; text-decoration-line: none;" target="_blank">WEBSITE</a></b></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">Paula J. Mann lives a double life. She is a geologist by day and a novelist by night. She's best known for writing psychological thrillers and crime fiction. She also writes historical fiction and paranormal suspense. She loves traveling and shares her experiences on her blog: <a href="http://paperpenandinkwell.blogspot.com/" style="color: black; text-decoration-line: none;">http://paperpenandinkwell.blogspot.com</a></p></div>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4630863509044352054.post-21815994100520582402021-04-16T03:00:00.003-04:002021-04-16T15:13:12.586-04:00Book Friday: Mystics in Hell<h1 style="text-align: center;">Metaphysical fantasy anthology </h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Mystics-Hell-Janet-Morris-ebook/dp/B0926LKYYH/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="313" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnjDOuti35gaCt4kBkuvlZWqfO4IyDZ7BRTZ52R2L36YVYP67MC4kUZA92SIYYkiHMYHM67oyhS-IrxmI-vjp9os9UWdednfD0joHK5Qh2CJ5_8cbGwCvu2qC19GxIuLu3d7Id93BaQH_r/w250-h400/AlexCover.jpg" width="250" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>on <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Mystics-Hell-Janet-Morris-ebook/dp/B0926LKYYH/" target="_blank">AMAZON</a></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b>Why did I write my story in the anthology?</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Abode of Woe features characters from ancient Greek Myth, and from Victorian England. Where else could such people meet? Darkly humorous and fiery fantasy in the ultimate shared world.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b>About the book:</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Join the doomed on their vision quests in eleven stories by the damnedest writers in Perdition: Janet Morris; A.L. Butcher; Joe Bonadonna; Andrew P. Weston; Gustavo Bondoni; Seth Lindberg; Tom Barczak; Michael H. Hanson; Louis Antonelli; Christopher Crosby Morris.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Mystics in Hell is the latest volume in the notorious Heroes in Hell series of anthologies and novels created by Janet Morris.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Posted by:</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJnyzn6JbtoxjsPVwb0d0JOdo9WO_92mAlUBj7uf5hgfVYTJJwgCq_elpAs-w-5_ztrHKPeEy10yho3mqM5rASI56eKsQm6gITKTOXdR4qSQHTI7BOfmQJBKfiIhRFczWc6d3Mv4ZvnLUj/s500/AlexPicture.jpeg" style="color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJnyzn6JbtoxjsPVwb0d0JOdo9WO_92mAlUBj7uf5hgfVYTJJwgCq_elpAs-w-5_ztrHKPeEy10yho3mqM5rASI56eKsQm6gITKTOXdR4qSQHTI7BOfmQJBKfiIhRFczWc6d3Mv4ZvnLUj/w200-h200/AlexPicture.jpeg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border: 1px solid rgb(232, 232, 232); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; padding: 5px; position: relative;" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #800180;">A.L. Butcher</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://libraryoferana.wordpress.com/about-a-l-butcher-fantasy-author-poet-author-promotion/" style="color: black; text-decoration-line: none;" target="_blank">WEBSITE</a></b></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #7b1fa2; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 17.6px;">British-born A. L. Butcher is an avid reader and creator of worlds, a poet, and a dreamer, a lover of science, natural history, history, and monkeys. Her prose has been described as ‘dark and gritty’ and her poetry as ‘evocative’. She writes with a sure and sometimes erotic sensibility of things that might have been, never were, but could be.</div></div></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Erika M Szabohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09183807132586480431noreply@blogger.com5