The Authors’ Corner

Welcome to The Authors’ Corner. This week’s featured author is Mary Ann Finley.

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Mary Ann Finley is the founder and CEO of Mayrann Speaks Productions LLC. She’s the author of Corn Rowing Mama’s Hair on a Sunday, Somebody Say Grace, Thicker Than Blood (vols. and 2) and All Right At The Same Time. In 2013, Mary was nominated for Female Author of The Year by Oosa Book Club’s All Things Literary Awards. She is the owner and publisher of McCurtain Press, and recently began her autobiographical series, Clay Jar Chronicles, with This Is My Sony by Lanvester Jackson. All of her books are available on Amazon.

 

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Book Synopsis for Thicker Than Blood (Vol.1)
Veteran police officer, Gerald Lamar Jr., is a man of strong moral conviction, who seems to have the perfect life: a gorgeous wife, two wonderful, intelligent, college age children and a seasoned career on the police force. His righteousness takes a hard blow and his American dream becomes a nightmare, however, when his brother, Ramon “Rah-Money” Lamar is brutally murdered. Gerald is forced to remove his rose colored glasses and gets sucker punched by a triple dose of betrayal.
Handsome playboy, Patrick “Tip” Collier, is known as a sharp dresser with a sharp tongue. He is the city’s most notorious private investigator, and also who Gerald considers his worst enemy. Tip gets information dropped in his lap that puts him smack dab in the middle of the investigation of Rah-Money’s murder.
When these two men team up, no stone is left unturned, and Gerald discovers that throughout his entire life, he has trusted people who were one thing to his face and another behind his back. His immediate family has kept him completely in the dark. Investigation into this crime leads him into the light.
As a truck load of past deceits are uncovered, Gerald and Tip unveil the darkest Lamar family secret of all. In the end they’re both faced with one crucial question: If blood is thicker than water, is true love thicker than blood?
Thicker Than Blood is a murder mystery novel that reveals how generations of lies and secret sin can cause a family devastating and irrevocable damage.

 

For more information on Mary and to contact her:

Mayrann1963@gmail.com
https://www.facebook.com/mayrannspeaksproductions/

To purchase Thicker Than Blood Vol. I:

http://amzn.to/2pQxnYp

While you’re checking out Thicker Than Blood Vol. I, look for Thicker Than Blood II

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As always, thanks for stopping by.

Ciao!

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The Authors’ Corner

Welcome to The Authors’ Corner. This week’s featured author rounding things up with The Sister Scribes is yours truly, Savannah J.

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Savannah J. was born and raised in Wilmington, Delaware in an Italian neighborhood affectionately referred to as “Little Italy”. The unconditional love and support of her family and influence of her environment fostered her love and talents in the Arts. Subsequently, during her college years, she studied music and literature, which fed her passion for writing.

She is the author of Toward the Light and the sequel The Prodigal Son, Behind Closed Doors, The Prey and Raising Tristan. She is also the founder and organizer and host of The Annual Authors Literary Festival, which was held yearly in the Richmond Virginia Metro Area. Savannah is currently taking an extended break from The Annual Authors Literary Festival to focus on her writing but plans to one day bring it back.

In her spare time she enjoys reading, watching movies, traveling and spending time with family and friends. Savannah J. currently resides in Virginia with her son and family. For more information see her website at http://www.thesavannahjpublications.com or email her at savnhj@aol.com.

Raising Tristan

 

Book Synopsis

Raising Tristan is a story of Shiloh Milner, a gentleman who is involved in a relationship with Angela Pitchard. Their relationship is purely for companionship; she doesn?t love him, he doesn?t love her. When Angela who has made it clear she does not want children finds herself pregnant, Shiloh convinces her to have the baby. Twenty-four hours after their son, Tristan is born; Angela checks herself out of the hospital and disappears. With the help of his parents, and his new lady love, the beautiful Moselle Laveau, Shiloh devotes his life to caring for his son. But as time goes on will Moselle turn out to be all Shiloh believes her to be and will she be an asset in Raising Tristan.

 

For more information on me and to stay in touch:

Email: savnhj@aol.com

Website: http://www.thesavannahjpublications.com

To follow me on social media and to purchase my books see below.

 

As always, thanks for stopping by.

Ciao!

Savannah J. providing a place of tranquility away from the stress of life.

http://www.thesavannahjpublications.com

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Savannah is the author of The Prey now available in eBook on Kindle http://amzn.to/1xg0pgM and on Google Play Books http://bit.ly/1q5hncz

Also look for Raising Tristan on Google Play Books http://bit.ly/1pL4GqN and on Kindle http://amzn.to/1AlHl6g

 

 

The Authors’ Corner

Welcome to The Authors’ Corner. This week’s featured author is Alicia Hill Jones of The Sister Scribes.

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Imagine giving birth to something that has developed inside you for over 20 years. It sounds painful! Most women would throw in the sweaty, tearful towel. Alicia did—countless times.

The combination of school, work, family, and fear of rejection aged her dream to become a published author, but it never died. Born and raised in Richmond, Virginia, Alicia discovered her love for creative writing at the age of 12. She graduated from George Wythe High School and was accepted into Virginia Commonwealth University, where she earned a Bachelor’s degree in Accounting. In the fall of 2005, she established Destiny 11 Publications, a self-publishing company to publish her first novel, Blessings of Purpose. Her titles that followed are When Two Become One and Divine Purpose. 

Alicia resides in Richmond with her husband and their daughters.

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Book Synopsis 

Crystal Miller lived a first-class, celebrity lifestyle in California with her child’s wealthy father. When expensive make up and designer clothes weren’t enough to cover the damage of his abuse, she flees to her hometown in Virginia and settles into a mediocre job.

     On the day before Crystal’s 30th birthday she is laid off from work and forced to start over with no direction. She shuns using her natural gift of interior design to start a business because dreams don’t pay the bills. Desperation pushes her forward, but she is discouraged by a series of obstacles, rejection, and betrayal. Why is her life in this dark place again?

    With a heavy, mangled heart Crystal stumbles onto a spiritual path where her faith is revived through unexpected events and people. Will her faith be strong enough to pursue God’s purpose for her life or will fear keep her bound to losses from the past?

For more information on Alicia and to stay in touch with her:

Email: alicia@destiny11.com

Website: www.aliciahilljones.com

Follow Alicia on social media:

Facebook: @aliciahilljonesbooks

Twitter: @wordsbyalicia

Instagram: @alicia_hill_jones

To purchase Divine Purpose and other books by Alicia:

www.aliciahilljones

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Alicia-Hill-Jones/e/B002BLL8CA/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1

Barnes & Noble, iBooks, and other eBook retailers: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/675384

As always, thanks for stopping by.

Ciao!

Savannah J. providing a place of tranquility away from the stress of life.

http://www.thesavannahjpublications.com

Follow Savannah on Twitter http://bit.ly/1tBBC6o

on Google Plus http://bit.ly/1pnq9sP

and on Facebook http://on.fb.me/10p1o32

Savannah is the author of The Prey now available in eBook on Kindle http://amzn.to/1xg0pgM and on Google Play Books http://bit.ly/1q5hncz

Also look for Raising Tristan on Google Play Books http://bit.ly/1pL4GqN and on Kindle http://amzn.to/1AlHl6g

Memories

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It’s interesting how death removes our loved ones from our physical presence but cannot steal our memories. That being said, I’ve found myself missing my oldest sister quite a bit lately. She passed away seventeen years ago this coming May. She was one of my mentors and “The Wind Beneath My Wings” on many occasion.

As I grow and continue to develop into who I was created to be, I’m doing some pretty amazing things. With each accomplishment I’ve wanted  to run to the phone and call “Sister;” (that was her family nickname) and share. But alas, I can’t. (Her given name was Mary. For the sake of confusion, I’ll use her given name.)

My sister, Mary was a remarkable woman and I’m not just saying that because she was my sister. There are many who can attest to my opinion. She touched so many lives during her short stay here on earth. For me, next to my mother, Mary was my biggest cheerleader. In her eyes there was nothing I couldn’t achieve.

I often joke by saying if I told Mary, I wanted to build a ladder to the moon, she would reply, you can do it! There was nothing I could say or do that would cause her to judge or think ill of me. I would often call her and pour my heart out, sharing my hopes, dreams and disappointments. I never felt sharing with my sister was a mistake.

Not only do I miss her presence, I miss her wisdom. My sister’s advice to my quandaries was priceless and her suggestions always proved to work. I’m so thankful, although death removes our loved ones from our physical presence, it can’t steal our memories. My time with my sister is planted ineradicably in my mind and heart where I can visit with her whenever I like. For that, I’m grateful. My sister died young, so I say to you cherish your loved ones every day. Remember tomorrow isn’t promised.

As always, I hope my thoughts encourage you.

Ciao!

Savannah J. providing a place of tranquility away from the stress of life.

http://www.thesavannahjpublications.com

Follow Savannah on Twitter http://bit.ly/1tBBC6o

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Savannah is the author of The Prey now available in eBook on Kindle http://amzn.to/1xg0pgM and on Google Play Books http://bit.ly/1q5hncz

Also look for Raising Tristan on Google Play Books http://bit.ly/1pL4GqN and on Kindle http://amzn.to/1AlHl6g

 

“Am I Real Now ?”

starThe title of my post comes from a movie I recently watched called The Christmas Bunny. It was a sweet tale of a young girl named, Julia who was in need of a forever home.  In the movie, Julia’s favorite video was The Velveteen Rabbit based on the book and she watched it over and over again. At the end of The Christmas Bunny, Julia’s foster family asked her to become a permanent member of their family. She looked at her family and asked, “am I real now?” I thought about how profound her question was.

If you’ve read The Velveteen Rabbit or seen the movie, you’ll remember Skin Horse, a very wise toy tells Rabbit, toys become real because of the love of children. In the movie The Christmas Bunny, Julia asks her forever family, am I real now because she finally feels loved. I thought of all the people in the world who at this very moment lack the love of another human being in their lives. They probably feel invisible and perhaps unreal.

I’m not one to ponder such things without doing my part to find a solution. Showing love can be as simple as making eye contact and speaking to that man, woman or child walking along with their head bowed. We can visit a neighbor who otherwise wouldn’t have company. Or sit next to someone at church who always attends and sits alone.

During this holiday season, which can be especially painful for some, there are many options open for us to show love. I ask you to join me in doing just that. Lets bless our fellow man, it not only benefits them, but us too.

As always, I hope my thoughts encourage you.

Ciao!

Savannah J. providing a place of tranquility away from the stress of life.

http://www.thesavannahjpublications.com

Follow Savannah on Twitter http://bit.ly/1tBBC6o

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Savannah is the author of The Prey now available in eBook on Kindle http://amzn.to/1xg0pgM and on Google Play Books http://bit.ly/1q5hncz

Also look for Raising Tristan on Google Play Books http://bit.ly/1pL4GqN and on Kindle http://amzn.to/1AlHl6g

Have Some Respect!

IMG_0274It seems in the world of business, respect has become a lost art. On numerous occasions, I’ve had to correct customer service representatives who refer to me by my first name instead of my last, without asking permission. In many instances, I’m old enough to be the parent or grandparent of the representative on the other end of the phone.

I’m well aware times have changed and today’s rules of etiquette are not quite the same as those from my childhood. In those days, men removed their hats upon entering a building, especially someone’s home. They held doors for us women and seldom walked through an entrance to a facility in front of us.

As children we were taught to address our older relatives and friends of our parents by Mr or Mrs so and so. If we used that elder’s first name it was again preceded by Mr or Mrs. We would’t dare refer to any adult by their first names only. It was unheard of and highly disrespectful.

I recall my parents using the surnames of their creditors when conducting business and the creditors extending the same courtesy. I don’t exactly know  why things have changed. Perhaps employees are trained to use first names to foster familiarity. What I do know is, I along with several others are highly insulted by this new way of addressing clients.

It’s gotten to the point, I dread making business calls or answering the phone. I’ve grown weary with correcting customer service representatives who insist on using my first name.  That being said, I may be tired of correcting, but I will not stop. So, for every customer service representative out there who addresses me by anything other than my last name, be prepared. You will be called out.

I’d love to hear your feedback on this topic. Perhaps you share my sentiment, perhaps you don’t. There is no right or wrong, only our truth.

As always, I hope my thoughts encourage you.

Ciao!

Savannah J. providing a place of tranquility away from the stress of life.

http://www.thesavannahjpublications.com

Follow Savannah on Twitter http://bit.ly/1tBBC6o

on Google Plus http://bit.ly/1pnq9sP

and on Facebook http://on.fb.me/10p1o32

Savannah is the author of The Prey now available in eBook on Kindle http://amzn.to/1xg0pgM and on Google Play Books http://bit.ly/1q5hncz

Also look for Raising Tristan on Google Play Books http://bit.ly/1pL4GqN and on Kindle http://amzn.to/1AlHl6g

An old man’s side-piece. (I don’t think so)

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The following blog is my thought based solely on an encounter I experienced. It is in no way intended to insult or offend. It is merely my expression of how I was made to feel as a result of the interaction between myself and an older gentleman.  

I had an interesting encounter on a train ride a couple weeks ago. I was assigned a seat next to an older gentleman. All seemed to be going well with our ride until he decided to engage me in conversation. The conversation started off fine enough and then, he digressed and began to flirt. Initially, I attempted to divert the conversation to the usual, “how’s the weather” sort of thing. He’d participate for awhile and then would startup with how attractive I was and how much he enjoyed talking with women. After some time, I grew disgusted. I leaned into him and explained that he needed to stay in his lane, if you will.

With my posture as well as my words, I informed him, I was not nor would I ever be interested in him; after all he’d admitted he was married. I’m not quite sure who the women were he was used to entertaining, but believe you me, I’m not the one. First of all he’s married and that alone is a deterrent for me. Secondly, even if he weren’t married, he was too many years my senior. Now, what disturbed me most about our encounter, was this man’s insistence on having what I felt was an inappropriate conversation.

His mannerisms were quite juvenile, almost teenage like, if you will. He would giggle every now and again and start talking about the women he enjoyed talking with as if I was supposed to be impressed. He even suggested we have lunch. As I listened to him jibber-jabber on, I wondered when or if he’d ever realize his behavior was out of line. Here was a man who was obviously in his late 70’s, still attempting to woo women half his age.

I believe what I found most disturbing about my experience with this man, is the fact he admitted he was married, yet obviously found no qualms with seeking my company. He shared that his wife was unwell and I wondered where was his loyalty to her. I could have made the excuse for him in my mind, he was lonely and seeking companionship (bless his heart). However, I’m wise enough to know his behavior was nothing new.

I’m currently single but when the man God has promised to me comes into my life, he’ll know beyond a shadow of doubt, loyalty, trust and honesty are priorities on my relationship list. And that goes for when we’re apart as well as together.

Ciao!

Savannah J.  providing a place of tranquility away from the stress of life. 

Http://www.thesavannahjpublications.com 

Follow Savannah on Twitter   http://bit.ly/1tBBC6o 

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Savannah is the author of The Prey now available in eBook on Kindle http://amzn.to/1xg0pgM and on Google Play Books http://bit.ly/1q5hncz

Also look for Raising Tristan on Google Play Books http://bit.ly/1pL4GqN and on Kindle http://amzn.to/1AlHl6g