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THIS ISSUE OF THE
BOOKS WE LOVE NEWSLETTER INCLUDES: 1.
Reader
Appreciation Contest information 2.
Spotlighted
authors 3.
Announcements 4.
New
book releases 5.
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Father’s Hope by Judy Leigh Peters (Book Excerpt) 6.
Sabrina’s
Destiny by Selena Robins (Book Excerpt) Happy reading! Judith Pittman & Maureen McMahon Directors, Books We
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BOOKS WE LOVE
READER APPRECIATION CONTEST: |
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Welcome to our Enchanted Holiday contest. We hope you’ll enjoy
visiting our author pages and discovering the wonderful new books featured by
our Books We Love authors. PRIZES: Win one of four holiday
gift baskets. Visit the CONTEST PAGE
to see prizes. (There are too many to include in this newsletter!) CONTEST DATES: March 18 – May 31, 2007 |
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Vote for your favorite author: To vote, all you do is click on the buttons in the above grid to visit
the author index pages. Each
author has a guest book on their page.
Click the guest book to sign in and enter the words Reader
Appreciation Vote in the guest book, along with your name and email address. The contest committee will visit all the guest books, add the names to
the contest folders (you get one entry into the contest for every guest book
you sign) and on June 1st winners will win one of the prize packages listed
on the Books We Love contest page. |
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You will find complete contest information by visiting the Books We
Love main page (http://www.bookswelove.net)
and click on the contest link, or visit the contest page directly by clicking
on the shopping bag below: CLICK THE PICTURE TO VISIT THE CONTEST
PAGE!
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BOOKS WE LOVE
SPICE !! RESTRICTED:
18+ ONLY!! SPRING SPICE CONTEST: For those of you 18 or over, who like a bit of heat in your romance,
click the sun to visit the Books We Love Spring Spice Contest for a chance to
win erotic romances. |
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AUTHOR SPOTLIGHTS: |
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ANNOUNCEMENTS FROM BOOKS WE LOVE
AUTHORS: (Click the names for more information,
or to buy, from their Books We Love author page) CELIA LEAMAN will
be hosting two informal workshops for writers and readers, from 3 to 5 p.m.
at the South Delta, and 7 to 9 p.m. at the Ladner
branches of the Fraser Valley Regional Library in the Lower Mainland of
British Columbia on the 19th April. She will be covering various aspects of
publishing, including epublishing and
self-publishing. Anyone wishing to register for these free events is asked to
call the library of their choice at: South Delta 604-943-6941 and Ladner 604-946-6215. BETTY JO SCHULER
announces her book, LOVE IN A SMALL TOWN, is a 2006 Ecataromance
Reviewers Choice nominee. BARRI BRYAN has won the 2007 EPPIE for the best collection of
poems published in 2006. The book is entitled What Will Suffice. PAULINE BAIRD JONES is pleased to announce that OUT OF TIME is an
EPPIE 2007 winner in the single title/mainstream category. |
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LATEST
RELEASES FROM BOOKS WE LOVE AUTHORS: |
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What's a married cop to do when his affair with a fellow policeman's greedy wife goes south because he doesn't make enough money? Commit the perfect murder! Officer Cal Sylvester finds himself out in the cold when gorgeous Darcy Gordon shoves him away. His answer is to kill his wife for her insurance money, and he's got a way to get away with it. In a volatile mix of
crime and a cop on the edge of the law, F. M. Meredith gives readers a
glimpse at police officers and their reactions to their jobs, families, and
personal lives.
Fiery-haired Octavia
travels far from the drawing rooms of her native Silver Grass,
Octavia's daughter, fleeing from the white men's attacks on her people in New
York States, finds refuge near courts her? Kieran MacAuley and his men, the choice was simple. This day, their legend would be plowed into the soil, carried on the wind to be heard far and wide across the Isle. But of all his brave
men, only Kieran would survive the disastrous battle. To what purpose had his
life been spared? And who was the mysterious beauty whose face remained
in his memory, though he could recall no name, no identity, to match.
It's Not About YOU! - a breast cancer book for all the teenage girls
who suffer in silence as they watch and worry if their moms will be around
next year, and for the mothers who have their breasts removed and their
daughters' well-being destroyed by this incurable disease.
Emerging from her three-year post-divorce pity party--Hannah Evans
believes she may have finally found the confidence she needs to step out from
under her parent's wing, and her promiscuous sister's meddling, and start a
fresh new life for herself and her six-year-old daughter. Little did she know
she was stepping smack dab into a lustful new relationship and the murder of
a beauty queen--both of which are taboo in the East Texas Bible belt she had
run home to. |
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BOOK EXCERPT: |
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Click here to visit Judy
Leigh Peter’s Books We Love
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BOOK EXCERPT:
by Selena Robins “God! Is this
another test?” Sabrina Monroe tilted her head heavenward and stared at
the dark-purple hazed October sky. “Okay, I don’t
blame you.” She hopped onto the hood of her now comatose
fifteen-year-old Firebird. “You have to admit though--I keep bumping
into bad luck.” She glanced around at the long deserted rural
road--grateful there wasn’t a soul in sight to witness her loud
outburst. “Sabrina,” a
soft voice called out to her. “Believing in yourself
is half the secret.” Startled, Sabrina stumbled
off the car and stood before a middle-aged woman with curly, pink hair. Pink
as it was, it looked natural. She wore faded jeans and a green T-shirt. Where did she come from? “Do I know you?”
Sabrina asked with caution as she inched back toward her car.
“How…how do you know my name?” “You’re
wearing it.” The stranger pointed a pink manicured finger to the
brass-plated nametag pinned on Sabrina’s blouse. “Oh? I thought
I’d removed this,” Sabrina whispered in astonishment. She
recovered her composure and met the hand extended to her. “My name is Lucinda.
A little girl once named me Lucy. It stuck.” Lucy hummed a soft tune
and sauntered around the Firebird. Sabrina swung her head in
all directions as she searched for the stranger’s mode of
transportation--a car, truck, a hot air balloon--a
spaceship? Nothing was impossible.
And how about the group that passed through town last year “BABA,
Businessmen Abducted By Aliens.” Everyone had laughed at the time, but
maybe they had left this one behind! Great. Not only was she stuck in the middle of
nowhere, but the day had arrived--the men in white coats were probably around
the corner ready to whisk her away. She had prayed for solutions to ease her
troubles. It looked like her request had been answered in the form of a
breakdown--she’d lost it! “Sabrina, relax.
You’re fine.” Did she speak aloud?
Wonderful, she had told a perfect stranger she was in the middle of a mental
crisis. She had been suspicious of Ms. Pink Hair, when all along her mind was
as lost as a star in the day. Talk about role reversal. Sabrina shrugged. “I
give up.” “Anyone can give up.
It's the easiest thing in the world to do. But to hold it together when
everyone expects you to fall apart, well, that's true strength--the stuff
you’re made of.” Sabrina nodded in answer.
It was still possible this was a dream and a result of all the nachos and
chocolate she’d devoured at midnight to chase away her tension. The air stilled with a
quiet hush, and the leaves on the trees stopped rustling in the wind. It was
as though she’d been transported to another time zone, or was it the
Twilight Zone? She needed to get a life, and
soon! Her imagination was in overdrive. Truth be told, the lady
seemed harmless enough, and she had a kind smile. She’d just shared her
words of wisdom--it was that simple. Besides, what else did she have to do
until a tow-truck or car drove by. She scrutinized
Lucy’s features. Lucy’s eyes reminded her of a blue sky on a
clear summer day, and her unlined face took on the crimson glow of her hair.
Sabrina relaxed her shoulders as a sensation of familiarity enveloped her. But how could someone
she’d never met before seem so familiar? Lucy nodded toward the
Firebird. “It looks like you need help.” She tore her stare away
from Lucy’s curls and focused on the conversation. “Oh, yes,
I…I have to find a phone and call a tow-truck. You don’t happen
to have a cell phone?” Lucy shook her head and
placed her hands on the car’s hood. “A friend of mine has a
similar car. I’ve heard her say it can be temperamental at
times.” “That’s what I
say about this old bird all the time.” “Go ahead. Start it
up.” “It won’t do
any good. I think she’s ready for retirement. But I’ll give it a
whirl.” Sabrina slid in the driver’s seat and turned the
ignition. She controlled her gasp of shock when her car kicked in and purred
like a kitten. She emerged from the Firebird and shook her head in bewildered
relief. “Did you fix my car? How? What did you do?” “Sometimes when one
takes a step away from the problem, things fix themselves.” “Can you twitch your
nose--do you have a hubby named Darren?” The wackiness of the afternoon
had drugged Sabrina into a giddy mood as she continued to tease. “Or do
you swoosh out of a bottle?” Lucy leaned against the
car and raised a brown manicured eyebrow. “Or maybe your old bird
needed a time-out.” “You’re right. She’s
overheated before. A cooling time-out helps.” Sabrina grinned.
“Either that, or you’re a magical mechanic.” “I repair
souls.” “You’re a
shoemaker?” “You can say that,
since all long journeys take many steps.” Lucy smiled and looked down
at Sabrina’s tattered running shoes. “One must wear good shoes
for the long trip.” “When one finds good
shoes on sale.” Sabrina laughed. “It was nice talking to
you.” She meant that, even though she’d been skeptical earlier.
“I better take this old bird home before she challenges me to another
duel.” “Challenges are
blessings in disguise, when you take time to look underneath the
surface.” “Blessings?
There’s no blessing in the corporate grubbers trying to steal my
property, and the deceptive people I’ve come across. Those challenges
are giving me a major headache without enough money to buy Aspirin!” Yikes! Horrified at her outburst,
Sabrina flung her hand over her mouth. “Oh, God! I never spout off like
that…well, I do, but not to nice people like you. I don’t know
what got into me. I’m so sorry.” She wished she could now rewind
and start over, this time with a muzzle clamped over her mouth. What in blue blazes had possessed her to ramble on
like that? “Again, Lucy, I
apologize….” Lucy held her hand up.
“No need. You’re a successful young woman. You can handle a few
bumps on the road.” “My road to success
has been under construction for the past year.” The sun peeked through the
clouds and shimmers of light danced through Lucy’s curls. Sabrina
closed her eyes for a moment as a nostalgic scent of cotton candy engulfed
Sabrina’s senses, she had the urge to befriend Lucy and continue their
conversation. “Lucy, can I offer
you a lift?” But Lucy had already
started down the road. At least Sabrina
wouldn’t have to be towed home. She climbed into her car and rolled
down her window when she noticed Lucy had turned and waved. “You’ll find
something in your car,” Lucy called out. “It’s on loan.
Don’t worry about returning it. It’ll find its way back.” “Something? Find its
way?” Sabrina noticed the box on the passenger seat. “Whoa. How
did this get in here?” They do say the hand is quicker than the eye,
and the passenger window was open. “Till we meet again,
Sabrina.” “Hey, Lucy, can you
change my old bird into a new Mustang?” she hollered out the window,
but Lucy had already disappeared behind a thicket of maple trees. Sabrina opened the green
box and pulled out a whimsical snow globe. A shiver scurried up her spine as
a musical tune emitted from its mahogany base--the same tune Lucy had hummed. She brought the globe
close to her eyes and gazed inside the glass in wonderment. Her fingers trembled and
she drew a sharp breath. A deer and an oak tree
stood in front of the three-dimensional miniature model of her home--Maple
Inn! More surprised than
frightened she whispered, “What’s this?” Tears welled up in her
eyes as she watched black letters magically emblazon across the brass plaque. She gasped and read the words, “SABRINA’S DESTINY!” |
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