Sunday, October 15, 2017
A Small Gang of Authors: Strange Symptoms Bizarre Cravings #AurAuthorGang
A Small Gang of Authors: Strange Symptoms Bizarre Cravings #AurAuthorGang: Why do we feel symptoms, and why do we experience cravings? by Erika M Szabo http://www.authorerikamszabo.com https://books...
Strange Symptoms Bizarre Cravings #OurAuthorGang
Why do we feel symptoms,
and why do we experience cravings?
by
Erika M Szabo
Sorry, the book is not available on Amazon
The symptoms, our body’s signals of diseases and conditions, are fascinating. This book contains unusual symptoms, strange food cravings, vitamin deficiency and overdose symptoms. Also a list of foods that keeps your body healthy as well as easy, whole body detoxification methods. The main purpose of this book is to urge you to pay attention to the signals that your body is sending you.
The meaning of the word symptom in medicine is: any sensation or change in bodily function that is experienced by a person and is associated with a particular disease.
Subjective symptoms are what you feel such as headache, nausea, anxiety, abdominal cramps etc.
Objective symptoms are what your doctor can observe such as abnormal heart or lung sounds, thyroid gland enlargement, palpable tumors etc.
Symptoms can be clear and simple, such as half sided blinding headache; sensitivity to light with nausea is most likely migraine headache. Or sudden pain under the right ribs, which refers to the back and accompanied by nausea, is most likely a gallbladder problem.
Other conditions are signaled by more complex symptoms, yet still easy to diagnose, such as increased appetite with weight loss, nervousness, faster than usual heart rate, increased sweating, tremor of the fingers and tongue with heat intolerance. These symptoms are usually the signs of hyperthyroidism, and the cause is easy to diagnose.
Symptoms can be unusual and even bizarre at times. You might ask, “What on earth does my earlobe have to do with the condition of my arteries”, or “If I have frequent hangnails do I really have vitamin C deficiency?”
Sounds bizarre but these are signals of our bodies that something is not right.
Nails:
Small indentations on nails, which resemble gnawing marks, can be the symptom of psoriasis (a common skin disease that affects the life cycle of the skin cells causing buildup rapidly on the surface of the skin).
No half-moons or ridged nails might signal vitamin A deficiency, kidney disorder or protein deficiency. Also, there is a possibility of autoimmune disease such as Lupus (the immune system mistakenly attacks the body’s cells and organs) or scleroderma (progressive tightening of the skin and connective tissue) as well as thyroid disease.
Yellow, thick nails and the moons are missing signals lung problems.
Splitting, peeling nails might signal vitamin A and D deficiency, poor circulation, thyroid problems, hydrochloric acid deficiency, iron deficiency, calcium deficiency, or protein deficiency.
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Skin:
Ring-like rash, the middle is healing and the edges are getting wider, is a symptom of ringworm infection.
Honey colored crust over the wound is a symptom of impetigo.
Growth, which resembles cauliflower, is a sign of treponema pertenue bacterial infection, also called yaws.
The fingers turn pasty white at times indicates scleroderma.
Butterfly rash on face is a common sign of Lupus.
The skin around the lips is taut and shiny indicates scleroderma.
Small bumps on the outer side of joints can signal high cholesterol.
A newborn has only one crease on palm instead of two indicates Down's syndrome.
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Bizarre cravings:
You have the urge to put metallic objects into your mouth:
You need: Iron.
Sources: grains, nuts, eggs, beef, liver, kidney, fish, clam, beans, asparagus, cherry, apricot, green leafy vegetables.
You crave chocolate
You need: magnesium
Sources: apple, lemon, fig, nuts and seeds, corn, vegetables, green leafy vegetables.
You crave sweets
You need chromium, carbon, phosphor, sulfur and tryptophan
Sources:
Chromium: broccoli, grapes, cheese, beans, liver, chicken.
Carbon: fresh fruit
Phosphor: poultry, beef, liver, egg, dairy, nuts, grains, legumes.
Sulfur: cabbage, horseradish, bilberry.
Tryptophan: cheese, liver, raisin, sweet potato, spinach.
You crave bread, toast
You need: nitrogen
Sources: fish, meat, nuts, beans.
You crave greasy food
You need: calcium
Sources: broccoli, leafy greens, legumes, cheese, sesame seed, nuts, vegetables, fish, beans.
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In my opinion, nature has provided us with the right foods for our organs. Moreover, nature even kind of labeled them for us to recognize them easily. They resemble the organs they were meant to protect. Let's see some of them.
Food for the brain:
Walnuts halves look like a brain. Walnut helps to build neuro transmitters and enhances brain function as well as reducing inflammation in the body and lowering cholesterol level. Walnuts are loaded with potassium, calcium, and magnesium as well as a form of vitamin E that is somewhat unusual, and particularly beneficial. Instead of having most of its vitamin E present in the alpha-tocopherol form, walnuts provide high level of vitamin E in the form of gamma-tocopherol, which, according to studies, provides significant protection from heart problems. Walnuts not only taste great, but are a rich source of heart-healthy monounsaturated fats and an excellent source of those hard to find omega-3 fatty acids.
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About vitamin overdose:
Vitamin A
Bone and joint pain, insomnia, fatigue, loss of hair, dryness and fissuring of the lips, loss of appetite and weight, persistent headaches, peeling of the skin, and liver enlargement. Overdose during childhood may cause premature closure of the epiphyses of the bones, limiting their normal growth.
Vitamin B1
Blocks the absorption of vitamin C neutralizes insulin.
Vitamin B3, niacin
Damage to the liver, depression, decreases the effect of cholesterol medications.
Vitamin B6
Restless sleep and nightmares can occur as well as damage to the liver.
Vitamin C
Abdominal cramps, diarrhea. Large doses can deactivate B12, produce demineralization of bones, and interfere with calcium absorption. Excess vitamin C forms calcium oxalate in the urine causing kidney stones.
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Saturday, October 14, 2017
Award Contest Winners #OurAuthorGang
Our Author Gang did very well in the
Golden Book Award Contest in 2016
Three books from our gang's authors were chosen to be winners
Our Author Gang did very well in the
Golden Quill Award Contest in 2017
Two books from our gang's authors were chosen to be winners
Golden Box Books Publishing is offering
a 10% entry discount to authors
The coupon code: OJC09 is valid until October 21
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Thursday, October 12, 2017
New Release The Power of the Sapphire Wand #OurAuthorGang
Creepy Hollow Adventures
For kids 8-17
Golden Book Award Winner, spooky and funny heroic fantasy adventure series for middle-grade children and young adults.
“Szabo and Bonadonna’s story crackles with action and excitement. Their storytelling moves with the speed of lightning, but never lets the reader get lost. The atmosphere is just spooky enough to be fun but never enough to be too scary.”
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“I was instantly swept up into an adventure of limitless possibilities. Though written for children, I as an adult felt drawn into a mystical place where anything can happen—where children can be mighty warriors, and battle the forces of evil.” ~Lee Porche
The perfect Trick or Treat gift for kids 8-17
Book 1, Three Ghosts in a Black Pumpkin
Golden Book Award Winner, spooky and funny heroic fantasy adventure for middle-grade children and young adults.
Nikki and her impish cousin, Jack, find a mysterious black pumpkin in the forest on Halloween. A wise talking skeleton, Wishbone, tells them that the ghosts of the Trinity of Wishmothers are trapped inside the pumpkin and can’t be freed without their wands. The children offer their help, so the skeleton takes them on a journey to the world of Creepy Hollow to retrieve the three wands he hid long ago in Red Crow Forest, the Tower of Shadows, and the Cave of Spooks. Ghoulina, the beautiful vegetarian ghoul, and Catman, who was once a man, join them on their quest. They must face danger and conquer evil every step of the way as they search for the Wands before the wicked Hobgoblin and his henchman, a Tasmanian Devil, can get their hands on them. This is a fun, humorous and touching story for kids, with plenty of character interaction woven into a backdrop of scary danger, heroic action and lessons to be learned.
Book 2, The Power of the Sapphire Wand
Nikki and Jack return to Creepy Hollow in this new, action-packed fantasy adventure for middle-grade children and young adults.
On her 13th birthday, Nikki discovers she has magical powers. During a surprise attack by the giant Mutanto, his henchmen Howler and a gang of Werewolves, Wishbone, Ghoulina and Catman arrive to save the kids and tell them about Evila the Grim Witch’s plans to conquer Creepy Hollow. Nikki also learns the truth about what happened to her parents twelve years ago. She and Jack go back to Creepy Hollow with their friends to help them defeat Evila. Jack discovers he can talk to animals when they meet a herd of Wild Horses and he becomes friends with Champ, the clumsy young colt, and Sparky, the orphaned dragon.
Together, Nikki and Jack conquer their fears and gain courage, and in the final battle against Evila and her minions they grow into the warriors they were destined to become.
The authors
Joe Bonadonna
Erika M Szabo
Wednesday, October 11, 2017
#NEWRELEASE ~ The Du Lac Princess #Arthurian #HistFic #ourAuthorGang
The Du Lac Princess
(Book 3 of The Du Lac Chronicles)
By Mary Anne Yarde
Briton 500 AD
The ink has dried on Amandine’s death warrant.
Her crime? She is a du Lac.
All that stands in the way of a grisly death on a pyre is the King of Brittany. However, King Philippe is a fickle friend, and if her death is profitable to him, then she has no doubt that he would light the pyre himself.
Alan, the only man Amandine trusts, has a secret and must make an impossible choice, which could have far-reaching consequences — not only for Amandine, but for the whole of Briton.
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Mary Anne Yarde is the the award winning author of the International Best Selling Series — The Du Lac Chronicles. Set a generation after the fall of of King Arthur, The Du Lac Chronicles takes you on journey through Dark Age Briton and Brittany, where you will meet new friends and terrifying foes. Based on legend and historical fact, The Du Lac Chronicles is a series not to be missed.
Born in Bath, Mary Anne Yarde grew up in the southwest of England, surrounded and influenced by centuries of history and mythology. Glastonbury — the fabled Isle of Avalon — were a mere fifteen-minute drive from her home, and tales of King Arthur and his knights were a part of her childhood.
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Tuesday, October 10, 2017
World Building and Vegetation #OurAuthorGang
By Rich Feitelberg
Obviously if you need to create a world for a story or series of stories, you need to have specific locations in mind so you can give the reader a sense of place. Each location can only exist in the context of a larger world and if the world is like ours that means there's vegetation growing about.
Vegetation grows only where conditions are favorable. If your world is a frozen ice planet, you needn't read any further. But for the rest of us, knowing where there are forests, grasslands, farmlands, and the like will help you give your world a sense of realism. Equally important is knowing the type of vegetation that's growing. This is where climate comes in.
Rain forests exists in the tropics, not in temperate zones. Northern forest are all coniferous, Temperature forests can have deciduous trees. Note the amount of water available in each area. Dense forests need more water (more rainfall) than sparingly forested areas. And actually it is the other way around, the more precipitation an area receive, the more densely forested it can be.
Where there's less water available, grasslands are likely. And these can range from tundra to scrublands, to wide plains of grass.
Once you figure out what your settings or world is like, create a map showing the forests and grasslands.
Likely where lands is irrigated, you'll have farms. In a medieval fantasy world like mine, large areas of lands must be set aside for farming to support the cities towns in the region. Otherwise everyone starves.
Note all this on your vegetation map or combine it with the elevation map to create a composite.
With all this done, you're ready to consider other types of terrain like deserts and swamps. We'll look at those next time.
Monday, October 9, 2017
Paint your world with color
by Ruth de Jauregui
My beautiful daughter is a singer. Her vocal coach always told her that while she might be singing to a track, she could use the expressiveness of her voice to color the song and make it her own. As a writer, I use words in a similar manner ― to color my world.
I don't know about everybody else, but when I read a movie rolls in my head. Color and descriptive words add to the story, helping me visualize the scenes as I move through the author's world.
As I write, if I close my eyes, I can see the developing scene in my mind. Then it's a matter of getting the words on paper, expressing not just the action, but also sight, smell, touch, temperature and more. I add not just the descriptive words, but also the people that inhabit my real life experiences to bring my character's world to life.
Bitter's life is filled with color, from her apple green Maverick Grabber to the pink and purple hair of her brother's wife's cousin's daughter. It is also diverse. The tamale man sells still-steaming tamales from a cooler in his hatchback, mariachi music vies with bass in Bitter's neighborhood, and her coworkers swoop onto her homemade lumpia at the staff potluck. Spanish, Tagalog and American Sign Language vie with English as Bitter investigates murder and mayhem in Sacramento, California.
While Bitter Nights is a work in progress, you can read the complete short story Bitter Nights at my sneak peeks website, www.ruthdj.weebly.com. You can also read snippets of other stories I started before Bitter coalesced and demanded my full attention – well, between nonfiction writing gigs and my part time job.
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A snippet from Bitter Nights - Chapter One:
In spite of herself, Bitter cracked a smile at his enthusiasm. "No. Papá's favorite, lumpia with sweet chile sauce, just the way Lola made it."
Sapp rolled his eyes in ecstasy. "No! You make lumpia too?"
"Aye, yes she does," O'Malley said from the break room, "and you'd best get out of the way before the stampede."
Bitter picked her way through the crowd of blues, taking a tray out of the carrier and setting it on the middle table with the rest of the potluck favorites. Behind her, she could still hear Sapp joshing with O'Malley about traditional foods.
"What, you don't have any traditional Irish foods?"
"None that you'd want to eat," growled O'Malley as he stared past the overloaded table into a shadowy corner.
Bitter paused and shrugged. O'Malley was always seeing ghosts in the shadows. Sapp leaned down, murmuring, "You should ride with him at night. If I hear one more time about him being the sixth of seven sons―"
Laden with a large silver coffeemaker, one of the dispatchers staggered into the room. Bitter couldn't remember her name. Maybe it was Candy. The high heels, flowing white dress and overdone makeup made her think of a perky young woman named Candy anyway. "Hey, hey, let me get that," someone said swiftly and several of the younger officers jumped to help her.
"Thank you," Candy said as they put the pot next to the industrial-sized coffeepot.
"What is it?"
"Oh!" She smiled. "It's chaga tea. You'll have to check it out, it tastes sorta like coffee. And it's organic," she finished brightly.
Turning away so Candy couldn't see his expression, Sapp gave O'Malley a quick side-eye, then sent an expressive eye roll in Bitter's direction. Just then, a huge platter of stuffed mushrooms arrived and Sapp started making a space on the main table.
"No, no, no, over there." Bitter pointed at the side table.
"What?"
"Allergy-producing foods go on that table. Peanuts, shellfish, mangos, and mushrooms go over there."
"Mushrooms? Who's allergic to mushrooms?" Sapp asked curiously.
She looked at him grimly. "Me."
Sapp sobered. "Really?"
"Yes, really."
Sapp looked down at her sympathetically, remembering that her ex-husband poisoned her once with shrooms, but didn't say anything more. He knew better.
#CrimeMeetsUrbanFantasy #DiversityMatters #ColorYourWorld #ASmallGangOfAuthors
Sunday, October 8, 2017
Multi Genre Books #OurAuthosGang
Golden Box Books Publishing supports Indie authors and started promoting books on their genre pages. There is a nice collection of awesome books on the pages already.
Click on the links and view the recommended and featured books.
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Saturday, October 7, 2017
Bittersweet beginnings #OurAuthorGang
How do I get through the tough stuff? I write.
by Grace Augustine
As I reflect on the loves of my life, (there have only been 4--2 husbands, a fiance and a very special man) I find I've been "in" love two times. Once was in the 1980's with a redheaded Scottish chiropractor. We'd seen each other for months and talked of marriage. He attended an out of town conference and said when he got home we'd discuss it more. He didn't get home. I received a phone call from his office manager telling me that he had committed suicide. The family was making arrangements and I'd be notified when services were. Oh, the pain! The anger! The loss! I was friends with a radio station disc jockey and we were to have had dinner that night. I phoned and told him what had happened. He of course was working and couldn't leave the station,but he encouraged me to write. I wrote what I titled "A Eulogy for Philip" and put down my pen for good...or so I thought.
An Eulogy for Philip
I love you with a love so deep
My days are filled with pain
The nights do not hold sleep.
My head only beats in anger
My heart is an empty shell
I’m numb, void of feeling
For today from life you fell.
I remember many dinners
Late night moonlight walks
Singing and playing music
And quiet heartfelt talks
I remember Halloween
The masked bandit and the clown
Laughing and dancing ‘til 3 am
And all the love we found
I remember the day we met
I thought you old and gray
Then deja vous got in our way
You loved wispy pastels and long flowing hair
We made quite a pair, you and I
You came to Sunday dinner in a three piece suit
Portraying some big winner
You saw me during good times
Counselled me in bad
Held me during rough times
Loved me when I was sad
Animals seemed to love you
Children did, too.
You played the piano and we sang ‘til dawn
I still can’t believe you’re really gone
Gone from my life
And all that is real
We sat on your roof
Counting the stars
Dreaming our dreams
I never thought you’d leave
Be gone forever
And I’d never get the chance to say good-bye
I wonder where you are
Are you sitting on a star?
Sailing a ship?
Singing love songs in my ear?
Have you passed through the Gate?
Are you clothed in sparkling white?
God, I feel you so close
My heart beats in tune with yours
As it always did
I loved the curls of your soft auburn hair
The twinkle in your beautiful eyes
Every time you smiled.
Your closeness warms my heart
My dear, dear, Philip
We will never live our dreams
We will never be together
We will never be each other’s soulmate
I’ll never hold you again
Feel the warmth of your touch
The passion filled kisses
The plans for marriage
For a lifetime together
All gone in the blink of an eye.
I love you, darling
Someday, someday
We will have our second chance
We will have a brand new start
Until then
Fly with the angels
Brighten the night sky
I’ll forever hold you in my heart
I’ll see you soon
I’ll never say goodbye
--5/21/81
It seems my batting record with romance is a big fat zero! Don't get me wrong, when I love, I love with every ounce of me. That may be my biggest downfall. After an unfortunate set of circumstances I could no longer overlook, or be part of, six years ago I ended a relationship with the man I felt was my soulmate. This person taught me what I wanted from love, taught me how to love completely with no reservation, and taught me how to grow. To say I was devastated was an understatement! I was angry...seeing red, snorting bull angry... that he didn't seem to understand why my decision had to stand.
So, as I had in the past when adversity struck, I pulled out paper and pen and wrote down my thoughts and feelings. Tears poured down my cheeks and onto the paper. My head soon was on that wet surface as I grieved for what I'd lost. Soon, I'd written 30 pages...front and back...and a story was forming. Little did I know at that time, it would be the first book of my Acorn Hills Series... Bittersweet.
It's amazing the stories we can weave when we are uspet, betrayed, unloved, or so elated we want to shout to the masses from the rooftops.
I hope you enjoy reading Bittersweet. It is book 1 of The Acorn Hills Series and is free on all platforms.
Excerpt from Bittersweet:
"One of Jake’s major problems was that he loved
women. Not just some women, but ALL women. Sure he knew that he brought it all on
himself, but damn it, he just couldn’t help how he felt. He loved how they looked, how they
smelled. Hell, he could even tell which
ones were ripe and in “heat” when walking by them! He loved the curves of full
breasts, whether they were a B cup or a double D! He loved the sight of a tight
ass as it walked away in front of him; the perfect sway of those hips with each
step. Ah, yes, women! His pet word for them was “PITA” which stood
for Pains in the Ass.
No two ways about it, Jake WAS charming. He knew how to get what he wanted from just
about anyone. He was a master at putting
his spin on the truth. People seemed
drawn to him like the Pied Piper. Maybe the spin came in a look or in his
dazzling smile or in his deep commanding voice. It was different for each
situation.
Little
did people know that once in his lair, it was hard to get away and more
difficult to escape the charming smoke screen that enshrouded the situation. That didn’t mean he got off scot free, though.
Women loved him, men hated him, business associates tolerated him, and family,
for the most part, was very disappointed in his choices. He let out a breath of
exasperation. Life as he knew it.
Jake reflected on the conversation from
earlier that afternoon. Jillian had told him to come get his things. Well, it certainly
wasn’t going to happen right now. He had to think about this, had to plan what
was going to be the best for him with this whole thing.
His condo wasn't ready
to move into and he really didn’t want to spend the money to stay at a hotel.
His only choice was to stay at his office. After all, he had spent millions on
renovations and it would accommodate his needs for the present time. He would
go home and pick up his things in a couple days. He just couldn’t do it right
now. The reality of those words pierced his heart…Jillian’s was no longer his home.
It was HER house, her home. He didn’t
have a “home”.
A vision of Jillian plagued his mind. Jillian
Halloran wasn’t “just another woman.” She had been THE woman in his life for the
past three years. Jake remembered thinking
how “wholesome” she appeared when they met at that Chamber of Commerce
luncheon. She wasn’t a striking beauty, and in fact Jake would categorize her
as “nothing special,” but Jillian was
definitely bright and funny and caring and compassionate and loving and just
simply beautiful from the inside out.
She had extremely expressive eyes, those
big, lash-fringed, doe-like eyes that you just couldn’t resist. Yet when she
was angry her eyes turned to these pools of liquid amber that threw daggers at
the opposition. God, he just simply got
lost in them every time their eyes met. And, her nose. How he loved her nose…it
was just the right size to kiss and suckle.
Her breasts fit so well in the palms of his hands. Her fragrance, sometimes
fruity, sometimes spicy, but always fresh.
He fell hard for her the day they met.
It was like fireworks and a tilt-a-whirl mixed into one daring ride. Yet, now she was saying it was over? Who was she to call the shots? Who was she to say when it was over? And why couldn’t she just deal with the fact
that his passion was women?"
Friday, October 6, 2017
Vorn the Onyx, Book 2 of the Aglaril Cycle
By Rich Feitelberg
Evan Pierce, a demon hunter and priest of St. Michael, must match wits with the witch of Martingis when she abducts four orphan girls and attempts a fifth. The witch has been terrorizing the locals for months. Evan, who is on his way to Wrightwood, talks to the town manager about the situation and he charges Evan to rescue the orphans and break the witch’s hold on the town. Events become bleak when an orphan boy is murdered and the fifth girl is finally taken. Evan and his companions must now find the missing girls and free the town from the clutches of the witch before she can complete her evil scheme.
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