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6 Signs Your Home Is Ruled by Cats
Originally posted on Marion's Superkitty Tales and Children's Books:
Now that you have chosen your pet (or they have chosen you), let’s see what your home may look like once the newness has worn off. There’s a reason cat owners, as well as other animals, are sometimes referred to as “staff.” Cats have…
How/Where Does Your Ad Display on Amazon?
Originally posted on chrismcmullen:
Click on this image to view it full-screen. YOUR AD ON AMAZON Amazon now allows KDP Select authors to advertise their books on Amazon.com. The picture above is a screenshot of my desktop. You can see an ad for a Kindle in the bottom right corner. This ad shows near the…
SPLITS IN THE SKIN — CAN YOU HANDLE THE DEPRAVITY??????
SPLITS IN THE SKIN follows a Bounty Hunter on his quest to capture a Fugitive in a small mountain town full of secrets and skeletons. SPLITS IN THE SKIN has a Unique Plot, Non-Stop Action, Unforgettable Characters, Philosophical Dilemmas, and a smattering of Romance. AMAZON — http://www.amazon.com/Splits-Skin-John-Tucke…/…/ref=asap_bc… BOOK REVIEW —http://www.amazon.com/rev…/R3AAMFDH2H4Z86/ref=cm_cr_pr_perm… BOOK TRAILER — http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TTipDXi9kWA
Grainne
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
Love reached through the leaves Rowanberry red, blood dark, She cupped her hands, her face, her lips And drank it thick and sweet, Drank it to the lees, Though the lees were more bitter Than wormwood.
Dog Bone Soup by Bette A. Stevens – Book Launch Tour
Originally posted on Jo Robinson:
DOG BONE SOUP is not only the title of Bette A. Stevens’s debut novel; it ranks high among the paltry meals that the book’s protagonist, Shawn Daniels, wants to forget. Plodding through mounting snow and battling howling winds, Shawn is ready to leave it all behind—living in poverty, Dad’s drinking,…
I Must Be Getting Old; I’ve Already Lost My Mind
Originally posted on The One & Only Elgon:
Okay, the title is a bit overdramatic. But yesterday morning I had pretty good evidence of the deterioration of my mental faculties, or at least my perception. As my son left for work, his dog, Rocco, came to visit me, as he does every morning. It was…