Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Blitz: Finding Your Happiness by Candy O'Donnell

Candy O’Donnell lives in California.
At the age of twelve, she wrote her first mini book, filled mostly with what took place with her mother and her long tedious bout with leukemia. It was a short story told as extra credit when she suffered a sprained ankle and had to be out of school for over two months. School officials refused to believe a word of what she had written until her grandmother, her guardian back then, entered the school with the truth. Everything she had written down was exactly what took place. Unfortunately, her mother succumbed to the disease.
She earned a bachelor’s degree in history and culture. After living with her aunt and uncle for over five years, she wished to explore her uncle’s native heritage, and did so with vigor. She also has grad units in criminal justice.

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Compassion is within us all, we just need to delve deeper to find it. When we have compassion for ourselves, everyone else falls into place. Understand how to be compassionate toward yourself and those around you.

 How does one discover happiness?

After long bouts of unhappiness, I discovered something buried within me. What I kept buried deep inside me was joy and happiness. At times I did not deeply love myself and others, I did not love with compassion, or see myself as one with others. Unhappiness stems from our pain and suffering, but we can let go of unhappiness. This journey is not easy and after digging through the pain and fear, I found happiness.



The deeper we go into who we are, the easier it is to find our passion. A passion is anything we love doing, celebrating, or hold near and dear to our heart. Do what you love. Your passion can be anything creative!

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Passion can be found within all of us. It is that small or large area inside of us that begs to come out. It makes us happy, forgiving, and amazing people. When we finally give in to following our passion our bodies react joyfully. We finally decide to be a happy with not only our lives, but the lives of everyone around us. Not everyone will be able embrace their passion. Some work because they have to, and still others because the money is just too good to pass up.
Be your passion, and move through it with ease and grace. Passion can be found when we finally decide to walk through fear and pain and toss out what others are telling us to do with our lives. We should be able to walk our passion with love in our hearts. Our minds can focus on what we believe to be right.
Live life passionately and know that you are not alone on this journey. Many others are searching for their passion. When they find it, something clicks within them and they begin to change. With this change comes a calming of the mind and soul. Our souls begin to halt their restlessness and we begin to relax more.
Have you ever seen someone so content that the world just passes them by? It only happens when they are living their passion. If that is what you desire for yourself then let’s begin.

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Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Blitz: Wishes for Christmas by Fern Michaels

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Fern Michaels

Releasing Oct 27th, 2015
Kensington Books
New York Times bestselling author Fern Michaels brings together the beloved heroines from two celebrated series—the Sisterhood and the Godmothers—for a holiday to remember…
This Christmas, instead of finding and punishing bad guys, all Maggie Spritzer wants is to bring a little more joy to the world—especially to a beloved teacher from her past. And as the Sisterhood unites to find her, they learn that no holiday treat is as fulfilling as giving to others…
Meanwhile, with a little help from the other Godmothers, Toots Loudenberry is preparing for Charleston’s annual holiday showcase of historic homes. But when the Godmothers sense trouble with one of the decorators, they must tackle a mystery and hope for a happy ending…
When Sisters and Godmothers unite, the result is a warm and wonderful holiday—with a special touch of magic…


FERN MICHAELS is the USA Today and New York Times bestselling author of the Sisterhood and Godmothers series, and dozens of other novels and novellas. There are over seventy-five million copies of her books in print. Fern Michaels has built and funded several large day-care centers in her hometown, and is a passionate animal lover who has outfitted police dogs across the country with special bulletproof vests. She shares her home in South Carolina with her four dogs and a resident ghost named Mary Margaret. Visit her website at

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This year, for some reason, I want . . . no, I need to make the angels sing. I want to hear them sing. Does that make sense?” Maggie asked fretfully.

“Of course it makes sense. I think it’s a wonderful idea. Count me in,” Annie said. “Now, you know if you include the boys, the fund would grow substantially higher,” she said slyly. The others agreed as they all started to eat.

“Not so fast,” Myra said. “Dear,” she said, addressing Maggie, “did you forget we have an organization that Abner is in charge of that donates yearly, very generously and very heavily, during the holidays? Any new charity or person is always welcome. I thought we all had agreed to that. Last year alone, we donated—anonymously, of course—over one billion dollars, which we confiscated from that monster, Angus Spyder. So, I’m not quite sure what it is you want us to contribute to, and while I have no problem with that at all, I guess I just don’t understand the end result here.”

The women stopped eating long enough to stare at Maggie, waiting to see how she would respond.

“I guess I didn’t fully explain, because I’m not clear in my own mind. Sometimes late at night, when I can’t sleep, I think about my life, my childhood, my family and wonder, as I think most people wonder, if I could do things over, what would I do differently? Is there some wrong in my past life that I never made right, for whatever reason? Just think about that for a minute. I have an instance, and I’ve never forgotten it. I don’t know if money can or will right that situation, but I want to look into it and try. It’s not the same as what Abner is doing with Spyder’s money and all those other people’s money we helped ourselves to. This is personal. That’s the best way I can explain it to you all. Does it make more sense now?”

“Well, yes, dear, it certainly does,” Myra said. “I think you might be on to something. Let’s run this up the flagpole. Now that I understand where you’re going with this, I think we should include the boys in this.”

“I agree,” Isabelle said. The others were quick to agree.

“We can’t call them now. It’s too late,” Yoko said. “They’ll be miffed that they weren’t included in this luncheon.”

“Then we’ll do a repeat tomorrow at my house,” Nikki said. “That’s when we’ll run it up the flagpole, and they’ll never know this was a rehearsal for tomorrow. How about that for sneaky? Do you all agree?”

“What are you going to serve?” Kathryn asked, her mind jumping ahead to the menu.

“How about a little of everything that is takeout?” Nikki laughed.

“Works for me.” Alexis giggled. Not surprisingly, it worked for everyone.

“So, let’s get to the dessert, Maggie,” Annie said.

The women talked nonstop as they devoured the peach cobbler, the main topic being that memories, for the most part, were a wonderful thing, be they sad or happy.

“How much money are we talking about?” Yoko asked. “The reason I ask is that Harry and I are going to China next month, and that always puts a big dent in our budget.”

“It doesn’t matter how much, Yoko. If it’s fifty dollars, that’s fine. If it’s two hundred fifty thousand dollars, that’s fine, too. The point is it has to be our own personal money, whatever we can afford. Gus’s insurance money is just the cherry on top. I’ll be putting my own money in, too. It will all go into one fund, and then, when we’re ready to distribute it to whoever needs it, we’ll vote on it. I think that’s fair. If you all want to keep your amounts secret, that’s okay, too. We should vote on that tomorrow. In the end, it might not even come down to money. Maybe there is someone out there from our past who needs something other than money. Something we can provide for them that no one else can. That kind of thing.”

“I think this is a wonderful idea,” Myra said. “I can’t wait for tomorrow. Thank you so much, Maggie, for bringing this up. Sometimes I think we forget that it’s better to give than to receive. Oh, this is going to be such a wonderful Christmas. The true meaning of it. Truly, truly.”

Annie swiped at her eyes. “Myra’s right. This is just what we all need. We’ve been getting complacent. I agree with Myra. I can’t wait till tomorrow.”

Twelve minutes later, right on schedule, Maggie’s kitchen and dining room were back to normal, with just the autumn centerpiece in the middle of the table. A second round of fresh coffee was served as the girls talked nonstop about what was going to transpire the following day.

“It’s going to take a lot of research to track down people from our past,” Isabelle said.

“And who better to do that than our four in- trepid reporters, meaning Ted, Dennis, Maggie, and Espinosa?” Nikki chortled.

“We need a name for this project,” Alexis said.

The group threw out names and titles, but it was Yoko who came up with the one they finally agreed to. Bright Star.

The Sisters all clapped, making their newest project official.

Saturday, October 24, 2015

Monster Mash Blitz Day 12: Phobic by Cortney Pearson

 Fifteen-year-old Piper Crenshaw knows her house is strange. As if never needing repairs since 1875, or lights flickering in response to things she says, aren’t creepy enough, it’s also the place where her mother committed murder.

To prove she’s not afraid of where she lives, Piper opens a forbidden door and soon after begins to witness a string of flashbacks—including a love affair between two young servants. Not only did these servants used to live in a set of rooms just down the hall from her bedroom, but they happen to be hiding a deadly secret.

This secret is pulling Piper deeper into not only their story, but also her house. To sever her link to it, she must unravel the clues in the flashbacks and uncover the truth about her mother’s crime before becoming a part of her house for good.

Open the door to this striking, unstoppable mystery, but remember: sometimes a house…isn’t just a house.

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Cortney Pearson is the author of Phobic, about doors that shouldn't be opened, and the Stolen Tears series, about a vial of enchanted tears and the only girl who can wield them. She is a mother, a musician, and a lover of pink and sparkles, and she lives with her husband and three sons in a small Idaho farm town.

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“Brought you something,” he says, removing a hand from his pocket. Clark Kent’s head
pokes out of the top of Todd’s fist. A laugh escapes me.

“You brought me Superman?” I take the head-on-a-stick candy dispenser and stare at the large S on Clark’s big blue chest.

Todd leans against the bed rail. “You know. Just in case you ever decide to jump out a 

window again.”


“I guess a direct approach would probably have worked better,” he says. Then he balls his hands into fists and taps them at his knees. “I have the biggest crush on you. There. I said it.”

“You—you do?” This is absurd. And yet I’m ravenous inside. It’s a challenge to concentrate on anything but him, and I want nothing more than for him to keep talking.

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Friday, October 23, 2015

Monster Mash Blitz Day 11: Checkmate by Jonathan Patrick


Julie Folk, Jewels to her friends, has a problem. As a newly hired computer systems analyst at a brand new government agency, she and her team have little or no support in their efforts to determine who is attacking America's missile defense systems. In a race against time to determine whether it's the Iranians out for some payback or the Chinese making a power play, Jewels must convince America's powerful national intelligence leadership that the threat against America is both real...and imminent.

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Jonathan Patrick is a retired U.S. Air Force veteran (21 years) who lives with his wife and two children in the Carolinas. His military career took him to many countries around the world and exposed him to the inner workings of several key intelligence agencies and programs. During his career he had the privilege of working with the U.S. Navy as well as the U.S. Army Special Operations Command.
He has recently begun work on his second novel "Archers Paradox" a sequel to his debut novel "Checkmate."

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5- Is there a message you would like readers to get out of this book? What is it?
A couple of things readers should be able to take away from this story are that all of us can grow beyond how we see ourselves in the mirror. Another important take away would be that we are under the attack of a persistent enemy who will stop at nothing to destroy us.


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Ten minutes later the diving officer on the Great Wall announced they were at periscope depth. The captain of the Great Wall slid the periscope up until it just barely broke the surface. He found the Bien Hoa right where he thought it would be. It just wasn't doing what he thought it would be doing.
On the bow of the boat was the only white man he could see on the whole boat. He was wearing a long sleeved white linen shirt and a floppy hat to protect him from the brutal tropical sun. The man appeared to be struggling with whatever was on the end of his line. It was apparent to the Chinese submarine captain that the man on the Bien Hoa was quite obviously an amateur fisherman.
The captain watched his moves and determined that today might have actually been his first attempt at fishing. He adjusted the focus a bit tighter on the periscope and could see the man's face.  Even at this distance he could tell that it didn't matter if the man actually landed the fish or not.  The smile on the man's face meant he would remember today's experience for the rest of his life.
From what the Great Wall's captain could see, most of the crew of the Bien Hoa was offering the neophyte fisherman pointers on how to best land his catch. It was amusing as the crew would give him contradicting advice and he would dutifully try and follow their instructions.
Not being well known by his crew for his sense of humor, the sub captain laughed. Several nearby crewmen glanced warily in his direction. He had grown up in a fishing village himself and truly missed that amazing connection with the sea that only a true fisherman understands.
“Do you need a firing solution sir?” asked his rather impatient weapons officer.
Still laughing, the captain responded, “No, not yet, let's let them catch their dinner in peace. Put us back on the bottom as quietly as we came up.”
The Chinese submarine began her slow silent descent back into the depths with her captain remembering a simpler life long ago, and still chuckling.

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