tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90917175577272436552024-03-13T14:28:28.768-07:00Entering Southern CountryAll Things SouthernAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13939633132476769741noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091717557727243655.post-3245196567711593572015-11-23T13:48:00.001-08:002015-11-23T13:50:20.259-08:00Give the Gift of a Book this Christmas<div style="text-align: center;">
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FREE 9/17/2015 - 9/21/2015 for Kindle app. Happy Valley (A Southern Country Novel) 1st in the series. <br />
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A year ago, Jo Preston was released and sent home from a mental
institution. She has only vague memories of why she had been committed.
Circumstances beyond her control will cause those memories to surface,
one by one.
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A tragedy, brought on by deceit, leaves her heartbroken and
rejected. She is sent away to live with some rather peculiar relatives.
Her fear of being institutionalized again has her desperate to keep her
past hidden, but how long can she keep it a secret when her imagination
begins playing tricks on her... or is it? A voice from her past
resurfaces as well as the man who wants her secret to die with her.
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This is a story about a young girl's heartbreak, rejection, fear, faith, and determination.
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Happy Valley is the first in the series of A Southern Country Novel.<br />
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<b>Happy Valley
</b><br />A year ago, Jo Preston was released and sent home from a mental
institution. She has only vague memories of why she had been committed.
Circumstances beyond her control will cause those memories to surface,
one by one.
<br />A tragedy, brought on by deceit, leaves her heartbroken and
rejected. She is sent away to live with some rather peculiar relatives.
Her fear of being institutionalized again has her desperate to keep her
past hidden, but how long can she keep it a secret when her imagination
begins playing tricks on her... or is it? A voice from her past
resurfaces, as well as the man who wants her secret to die with her.
<br />This is a story about a young girl's heartbreak, rejection, fear, faith, and determination.
<br />Happy Valley is the first in the series of A Southern Country Novel.
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<br /><b>Mississippi Gambler
</b><br />When Jo Preston Lane was nineteen, she left home thinking that was
the answer to her problem, but now, four years later, she must return,
and who she has to face is the least of her problems. To protect her
family, she must keep all that she discovered five months ago a secret.
She has little time to prepare for her great escape before her worst
nightmare catches up with her. She can’t afford to trust anyone, as her
life truly depends on it. Not the police or the FBI.
<br />Mississippi Gambler is the second in the series of A Southern Country Novel.
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<br /><b>Mississippi Bluff
</b><br />A Mississippi Bluff is a Texas Hold ’Em poker strategy, seventy-five
percent bluffing and twenty-five percent odds. Jo Lane doesn’t gamble
on anything but love and her life. In the past, gambling on love has
been a no-win for her. However, she’ll have to bluff her way out to win
the latest game on her life.
<br />With a deranged clown and a contract assassin after her, the odds
don’t look good for the young Special Agent Lane. The clown is seeking
revenge—but for whom? The contract assassin is desperate to get his
hands on something in Jo’s lost airline luggage. The assassin plans to
take her out of the picture as soon as he gets his hands on it—but who
hired him?
<br />Sam Hunter is new in town. He’s looking for his missing young niece,
April, and requests Jo’s help in finding her. After much thought, she
agrees to try to tap into her God-given ability to locate April. The
more she digs into April’s history, the more confused Jo becomes.
Something isn’t adding up—but what?
<br />Jo’s love life takes a toll on her emotions, leaving her
heartbroken. After she’s made up her mind that she’s through with the
game of love, a new player sits down at the table, and he’s all in. Is
she willing to take the risk and bet it all, or will she fold and walk
away?
<br />The stakes are high in Mississippi Bluff, the third book in A Southern Country Novel series.<br />
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A Mississippi Bluff is a Texas Hold ’Em poker strategy, seventy-five
percent bluffing and twenty-five percent odds. Jo Lane doesn’t gamble on
anything but love and her life. In the past, gambling on love has been a no-win
for her. However, she’ll have to bluff her way out to win the latest game on
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With a deranged clown and a contract assassin after her, the
odds don’t look good for the young Special Agent Lane. The clown is seeking
revenge—but for whom? The contract assassin is desperate to get his hands on
something in Jo’s lost airline luggage. The assassin plans to take her out of
the picture as soon as he gets his hands on it—but who hired him?</div>
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Sam Hunter is new in town. He’s looking for his missing young
niece, April, and requests Jo’s help in finding her. After much thought, she
agrees to try to tap into her God-given ability to locate April. The more she
digs into April’s history, the more confused Jo becomes. Something isn’t adding
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Jo’s love life takes a toll on her emotions, leaving her
heartbroken. After she’s made up her mind that she’s through with the game of
love, a new player sits down at the table, and he’s all in. Is she willing to
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The stakes are high in Mississippi Bluff, the third book in A
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13939633132476769741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091717557727243655.post-57811600015313650012015-04-07T12:18:00.001-07:002015-04-07T12:18:24.238-07:00Cruise Control<br />
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Many things move me emotionally, my family, my friends, and my relationship with my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Apart from these I'm moved by causes that have affected my life in one way or another. Causes such as the homeless, disaster relief, child abuse, domestic violence, sexual assault and rape, and animal abuse and rescue. I find that in writing novels I most always include one or all of the above. I had never really made the connection until one reader pointed it out to me. He referred to several chapters about a homeless woman. He said it was an emotional plight for my main character. He said it was written in such a way that he had assumed that I must have experienced it. I was moved by his grasp of what I had written. I told him yes, I had experienced being homeless. But I told him nothing more about my experiences, however, I later pondered his comment. For several months I've pondered it. It brought me to the realization that some of the main characters' experiences don't necessarily come from my imagination, but from my own life experiences.<br />
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With my life's experiences I've had several opportunities to help people and for that I'm grateful. Years ago, after going through Christian counseling, I stepped out of my shell. All the hurt and anger I had felt was gone. I was able to say, "Yes, this happened to me, but I'm a stronger person now because I no longer allow that experience to control me. I'm in charge of the control button."<br />
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<a href="http://www.newhopeforwomen.org/abuser-tricks" target="_blank">New Hope for Women</a><br />
<a href="http://www.joyfulheartfoundation.org/learn/sexual-assault-rape/effects-sexual-assault-and-rape" target="_blank">Joyful Heart Foundation</a><br />
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The second in the trilogy of An Entering southern Country Novel is now available on Amazon.<br />
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The folks of Cypress, Mississippi are unnerved when the ghost of Avery
Carson appears not long after her car is found abandoned on Crow River
Bridge. Laurel County Sheriff Cal Rayburn and his deputies set out to
find the missing woman’s body, but what they discover is the woman’s
sister is missing too. What could have happened to the sisters to
persuade them to take their own lives? Or did they? As evidence is
collected, doubts arise concerning the sisters’ demise. Was the
sheriff’s department investigating a double suicide or a double
homicide?
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Deputy Travis Velardi is new to the sheriff’s department. He has
moved on with his life after a bad relationship a year ago. Determined
not to be deceived again, Travis keeps a tight lock on his heart. Mara
Soriano unintentionally picks that lock and turns Travis’ life upside
down, but Mara has no intention of starting a relationship with anyone,
especially Travis.
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The sheriff assigns Deputy Velardi second in charge on the case.
With Mara on his mind, Avery Carson’s ghost wreaking havoc in town, and
the investigation leading him in every direction, he’s uncertain that
he’s the man for the job.
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To what end will one go for fame and fortune?
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What mystery does the shallow grave in the woods hold?
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Who is the mysterious woman in the cabin by the lake?
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Just when Travis thinks he has it figured out, he’s led down another dead-end road.
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Ghost in a Small Town is the second in the trilogy of An Entering
Southern Country Novel. It’s a story about lies, corruption, and murder.<br />
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Famous in a Small Town<br />
The
quiet town of Cypress, Mississippi is turned upside down when a former
citizen, Raven Sawyer, returns for a funeral. Raven’s fictional novel
goes viral when the town folk realize that she’s the author, and soon
they’re thinking that her book is not fiction but truth. Every little
dirty detail is revealed in her book and has the people of Cypress
wagging their tongues and shaking their heads at a few of the
upper-class citizens and—the Sheriff. All Raven wants is to get through
the funeral and go back to New York, but Sheriff Cal Rayburn can’t allow
her to leave after she discovers and turns over evidence that may be
connected to a double homicide that he’s investigating. At least, that’s
the excuse he’s giving her, and he’ll go to any length to keep her in
Cypress until he can make her believe that the affair, that she thinks
he had six years ago, never happened. When more dead bodies turn up, Cal
feels they’re connected to the double homicide, but with the evidence
he has, he can’t make a connection. He’s left with more questions than
answers. He’s told that Raven’s novel may have answers to questions that
could help with his investigation, but what it reveals is more than
what he wants to know.<br />
Famous in a Small Town is book one of An
Entering Southern Country Novel trilogy. It has murder, lies, fiction,
and truth—and more twists and turns than the back roads of northwestern
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My novels have many of my own experiences in them and
probably more than I even realize. Many of the characters are a combination of
people I’ve encountered through-out my lifetime. Only I know who they are, but
I must admit some must be coming from my subconscious, as I’ve asked myself,
where did they come from? The character and voice of that character sounds familiar.
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I’m a people person. I wasn’t born that way. I sort of evolved
into myself. I am one of those people who you might say never met
a stranger. I’ve been caught many times staring at people in public, and I don’t
mean to stare. It maybe the person’s profile that I’m attracted to for a
portrait, or a photo, or may even be bits and pieces of a new character to a
novel I have in mind. However, not even one of my characters is solely from one person. Each
character is formed from the masses of people I’ve known or have come in
contact with over the years. For instance, their looks, their characteristics,
the way they walk, or their actions, so one character maybe a vortex of numerous
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I was born and raised in Oklahoma. After my second marriage, my husband and I moved to St. Louis and lived there for about a year and a half. We then moved our family to Mississippi. In 2006 we built the home of our dreams out in the country. We are surrounded by the woods. It is very peaceful here. We are so far out in the boonies that we had to have a well dug for water. The internet and television is by satellite. We do have electricity though. : ) I love the southern way of life.</div>
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I love writing southern Gothic mystery/thriller, a dab of romance,
and a lot of humor. That's also the kind of books I love to read. John Grisham is one of my favorite authors. I also enjoy Billie Letts and <span class="st">Fannie Flagg. </span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Happy Valley</b> <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">(A Southern Country Novel)</b> the first in
the series was fun to write. Some of Jo’s characteristics are my own as are most
of my main characters. She wasn’t popular in school and was picked on by many
of her peers. Today they call it bullying. I'm thankful to all of those who bullied me in school. If it hadn't been for them, I'm might not have the thick skin that I do today. </div>
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Although Jo graduated high school, I did not. I dropped out after I'd finished tenth grade. I later studied hard and acquired my GED. I didn't finish college though. I continued to study, mostly from books I'd checked out at the library as continuing college was out of the question for me with having four young children at home and one vehicle. Since my husband was providing for our family, he had dibs on the car.</div>
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I was never stalked by a serial killer like Jo, at least not to my
knowledge. I have, on the other hand, felt evil following me around all through
my childhood and youth. It wasn’t until I was much older that I understood
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Jo’s guardian angel, Joseph, I can relate to. I’ve only seen
my guardian angel once, but I know he’s always there. I was in the hospital close
to death when he appeared to me. Of course, I recovered. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Joseph was mostly behind the scenes, unseen,
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people have that same need, especially if they’ve come from a very dysfunctional
home. Don’t misunderstand me. I love my parents. God placed me in their care
for a reason, and I trust His judgment. It'll all get sorted out later.</div>
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Jo's relationship with God is on and off as it sometimes is with people in real life. We all get busy with our day to day lives and some times God is placed on hold until an emergency arises. Sad to say, but with many people that's true. I'm guilty of this, too. We all learn as we go.</div>
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Jo is an artist. I’m an artist. Jo loves photography. So do
I. (I do my own cover work for my novels.) Jo overcomes in the end. I like to
think that I’ll beat out the evil that has pursued me all of my life in then end of my own story.</div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Mississippi Gambler (A
Southern Country Novel)</b> the second in the series shows a wilder side of Jo.
There are quite a few tales I could share here about myself—but I won’t.</div>
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She has a loss in this novel that I can relate to. It’s a
loss I’ve never overcome and don’t expect to in this lifetime. The hurt is too
deep. I just keep on moving forward. That’s all I can do. Her wild side is her
way of running from her emotional pain. She also takes a big gamble in returning home. From the time she'd left home, she'd gambled with her choices and then later with her life.</div>
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physical, and emotional abuse is horrendous. I feel for any child that has suffered.
I feel for those who that have suffered as children and can’t seem to
overcome it in their adult lives. It takes courage and the right kind of support to get through it
and be able to function and go on to have a happy and functional life.</div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Faded Rose </b>was
the first novel I had written. I didn’t publish it first though. It sat in my
computer for so long that I had to make changes to it by adding cell phones and clothing descriptions. I wrote Faded Rose as a form of therapy. Rose’s first marriage
crumbled similarly to the way mine did. Of course, the main characters were exaggerated
as well as the plot. I was never charged with murder nor did I know anyone who
had been murdered. But Rose, on the other hand, has many of my characteristics.
She worked hard and had dreams and eventually let those dreams go by the
wayside and just lived from day to day. She didn’t believe in a happy ever
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that I pick and choose what I’m fearlessly up against and other days where I’d
just as soon cover my head and stay in bed. I prefer the days that I pick the
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Novel</b>) the first in the trilogy has very little that I can relate to. Famous
in a Small Town’s story is dark in so many areas that it frightened me, but I
had so much enjoyment in writing it. I loved inventing the plots and the twists
and the turns. I spent many sleepless nights envisioning them. Of all the novels I’ve
written so far, Famous in a Small Town is my favorite. I especially enjoyed
writing Callie’s POV (point of view). Although she is not the main character,
her role is vital to the plot in this novel. After I’d finished the novel and
after it’d been edited, I read it through one final time. I couldn’t believe
the character, Callie, came from my head. It had me shaking my own head and wondering how such a character lived inside of my head. Was she someone I invented or someone
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Today is Casey Belle's tenth birthday. Casey, as you can see, is a Jack Russell Terrier. She is my friend and companion. I can tell her anything, and she's good to keep a secret.<br />
My husband and I almost lost her when she was a year and a half old. Someone poisoned her, but we managed to get her to the vet in time. She was hospitalized for five days. She now has pancreatitis. I have to watch everything she eats and try to keep her away from stressful situations. She can only have all-natural dog food and treats. The first year, after that nasty incident, I cooked her meals. She refused to eat the prescription dog food from the vet. I couldn't blame her. It smelled nasty and looked weird. I made large batches of her meals, kept it refrigerated, and then heated up her portion. After a year had gone by, I put her on an enzyme supplement and then gradually introduced her to all-natural dog food. When she had become adjusted to it, I switched her completely over to all-natural dog food and then started adding all-natural treats.<br />
I noticed when she would have a pancreatic attack (usually brought on by stress), she would self-medicate. She would eat mint from my pots of herbs on my patio. So she has her very own pot of mint now.<br />
Today, on her birthday, I made her a batch of Pumpkin Cookies (Recipe Below). I bought her a stuffed squeaky toy. The label said Hedgehog, but to me it looks more like a Armadillo. She doesn't care as long as it squeaks.<br />
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The quiet town of
Cypress, Mississippi is turned upside down when a former citizen, Raven Sawyer,
returns for a funeral. Raven’s fictional novel goes viral when the town folk
realize that she’s the author, and soon they’re thinking that her book is
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connected to a double homicide that he’s investigating. At least, that’s the
excuse he’s giving her, and he’ll go to any length to keep her in Cypress until
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Yesterday I planted all my herbs in flower pots on my
patio. Now I get to watch them grow and enjoy the spoils of my garden. If you’ve ever used fresh herbs
in recipes, then you know why I love my herb garden so much.</div>
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Since <span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cinco_de_Mayo" target="_blank">Cinco de Mayo</a>
is just a few days away, I thought I’d share<b> </b></span>my recipe for
Guacamole. I’ve had many people asking for this recipe.</div>
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Enjoy!</div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Guacamole</b></div>
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2 large avocados, mashed</div>
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1 large ripe tomato, finely chopped</div>
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1 large onion, finely chopped</div>
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1 clove garlic, minced</div>
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3 Tbsp. mayo</div>
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1 Tbsp. olive oil</div>
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¼ tsp cumin</div>
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1/4 cup fresh cilantro or 2 Tbsp. dried</div>
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1/8 tsp. cayenne pepper (optional)</div>
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2 tsp. sugar</div>
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2 tsp. chili powder</div>
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3 Tbsp. lime juice</div>
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1 dash hot sauce (optional)</div>
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1/4 tsp. salt</div>
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1/8 tsp. pepper</div>
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Mix well and chill for about an hour. Makes 1 1/2 – 2 cups</div>
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<a href="http://nutritiondata.self.com/facts/fruits-and-fruit-juices/1843/2" target="_blank">Nutrition Facts and Analysis for Avocado </a></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13939633132476769741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091717557727243655.post-26104156117243340262013-04-24T09:13:00.000-07:002013-05-09T17:50:43.244-07:00When Nature Calls<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Deer in my front yard.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> My husband, Roy, and I love living in the country. I call it
the boonies. We pipe in everything but the sunshine. Satellite TV, satellite internet,
and electricity. We are surrounded by nature at its best. Deer graze on our
hillside, bunnies munch on greens in our yard, and squirrels bury their stash
all around our house. Plus we have eight chickens that help take care of the
tick population around the outside of our fenced in yard and leave our
breakfast in their nests in the hen-house. Our Jack Russell Terrier keeps watch
over our property. She is so good at her job we bought her a “Beware of Dog”
sign and hung it on the fence beside the gate to show our appreciation. Life is
good out here in the boonies.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Roy and I like to drive around the back roads once in a
while and take in this area’s nature. Actually, my husband is scouting for
deer. Me? I’m taking in the scenery, the trees, kudzu, flowers, kudzu, deer,
kudzu, road kill, and kudzu. Well, you get the idea. I’m not paying attention
to where we are going. He’s the driver, and I’m enjoying the ride. I’ve got a
fairly good idea where we are going, but as far as how we getting there... not
really.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Last Saturday evening, we had our good friends, Linda and
Bob over to spend the night. The idea was to have dinner and then karaoke.
Sunday morning, the guys would take Roy’s boat, head for Sardis Lake, and do
some crappie fishing. Linda and I would go shopping, have lunch, and shop some
more. Sounded like fun, right?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Here we go...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> The guys had left early, and Linda and I got ready to go to
Senatobia. That’s the nearest town. Then it hit me, it’s Sunday. Nothing but
gas stations are open at ten in the morning. We sat and had another pot of
coffee and chatted until a quarter till ten and then we headed out the door.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> She wanted to take her car. Bless her heart! She has had
nothing but trouble with that car. I didn’t want to, but knew that she was
being her usual generous self, and I didn’t want to deny her that. So we hopped
in her car and headed to town.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> We went to Walgreen's and picked up a few items and then
headed toward Coldwater to the nursery. It was time for me to replenish my herb
garden, and Linda wanted to give that a try and start her own herb garden. I
have mine in flower pots on the patio. I have fresh herbs in the spring,
summer, and into the early fall. I take the spoils in the fall and dry them for
winter use.</span></div>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9yvQNOsEEU8/UXb8QzYQx2I/AAAAAAAAAVY/eRpXXQpn-7E/s1600/P5264542a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9yvQNOsEEU8/UXb8QzYQx2I/AAAAAAAAAVY/eRpXXQpn-7E/s320/P5264542a.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Not my complete herb garden, but you get the idea.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Everything was going great on our outing. We find what we
want, pay for it, and get the backseat full of herbs, and then head to Senatobia
to have lunch.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> I love El Charro’s, but whoever was the cook on duty that
day must have been in a foul mood. Linda and I ordered the Taco beef salad and
a spinach, mushroom, and tomato <span style="font-style: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">Quesadilla</span>. The <span style="font-style: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">Quesadilla we shared.</span>
Neither of us could eat much of the Taco salad. It was greasy, had a sprig
of shredded lettuce, no tomato, and I couldn’t find the guacamole. I thought it
was under the gallon of sour cream, but it wasn’t. I suppose you’d have to be
specific when you order something special, because the <span style="font-style: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">Quesadilla didn’t have any
cheese on it and looked more like a soft flour taco.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i><span style="font-style: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"> </span></i><span style="font-style: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">Since
Linda insisted on buying because she felt it was her turn, I didn’t say
anything about the meal, but kept nibbling. I noticed that she was taking her
time too. I sat my fork down and looked across the table at her.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-style: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"> She
looked up at me and said, “This is awful!”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-style: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"> Before
we left, she mentioned that to the cashier.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> We headed for Cato’s. Linda has always been a very frugal
shopper. They had one sale rack. She circled that rack at least fifteen times.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> I love Cato’s and so does Linda, but I never buy shoes
there. The clothing is great, but the shoes? Linda tried on every pair of
sandals they had on the shoe rack. After finding a pair she liked, we paid for
our items, and headed out the door. Linda was sporting her new sandals. Her car
was parked about fifteen feet from the front doors to the store.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> She opened the trunk of her car and said, “I gotta get out
of these shoes. They’re killing my feet.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> We hopped in the car and headed to Burger King. She drove to
the drive-thru.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Welcome to Burger King! How may I help you?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Linda leaned her head out the window and said, “Do you have
any drinks on sale?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Excuse me?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Do you have any drinks on sale?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Uh, no, ma’am.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Linda looked at me and asked what I wanted. I told her I’d
take a medium Coke. Linda gave our drink orders.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Linda,” I said, “It’s Happy Hour at the Sonic.”</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Linda poked her head back out the window. “Excuse me?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Yes.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Cancel that order.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> We headed to the Sonic. I love Happy Hour. We got our drinks
and then headed home. Right before we got to the turnoff to my house, Linda
said, “What’s up this way?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> We drove passed the turnoff and headed around the bend.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “It’s pretty up this way,” I said, “But I’m not really sure
about where all the roads lead. Roy usually drives, and I just look around. I
don’t always pay attention to which way he goes.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X0Z6GMfK43s/UXb-VVazTNI/AAAAAAAAAVw/LllaR7lJhdI/s1600/P1112963+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X0Z6GMfK43s/UXb-VVazTNI/AAAAAAAAAVw/LllaR7lJhdI/s320/P1112963+copy.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> She kept driving. I recognized a road and suggested that she
turn there. I was amazed at how many back roads I recognized. We were really
enjoying the ride until I remembered... there was little to no cell phone
service on these back roads. I got out my phone and checked and sure enough, no
service. My next thought was the sound her car makes. It wasn’t anything new,
but still it sounded like it was in pain.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KuyXh2O2Dy0/UXb8uSVoZVI/AAAAAAAAAVk/dSIvqvK4B3M/s1600/P9141332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KuyXh2O2Dy0/UXb8uSVoZVI/AAAAAAAAAVk/dSIvqvK4B3M/s320/P9141332.jpg" width="239" /></a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Linda?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Yeah.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “You know there isn’t any cell phone service out here,
right?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “You’re kidding me?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Nope!”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Well, we should be heading back to your place.” She topped
a hill and came to a stop at a crossroad. “Which way?”</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> All I knew was Roy and I had been in all four directions at
some time or another. “Right. I think.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">She drove about a mile and a half down the road and was heading
up a hill when the car started slowing down.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Something’s wrong with my car.” Linda said.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> I looked over at her and saw that she was staring down at
the car dash. I scanned the dash and then spotted where she were she was
looking. We watched the speedometer needle. She pulled over just right before
it went to zero. She cut off the ignition and tried to start it again. It
clicked and clicked. She gave up.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> We looked around the area and spotted a farm house on the
opposite side of the road.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> After fuming for a bit as to what could be wrong with the
car, Linda went in search of her cell phone. She looked through her purse, in
the floorboard, and in her seat. Nothing! It’s nothing new for Linda to
misplace something. You just have to be patient; she’ll find it sooner or
later.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> I got out my cell phone and turned it on. It had one 4G bar.
I called her number, and we listened. A faint ringtone was heard from somewhere
on her side of the car.</span></div>
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the door shut, got back into the driver’s side, and closed her door. We both
looked out at three ankle biters running toward the car.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> I still had the phone to my ear and heard it go to voice
mail, so I called her phone again. We heard it ringing. I felt around in the
floorboard in the back on her side of the car. I couldn’t locate it.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Are you sitting on it?” I asked.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> She raised her bottom up and felt around on the car seat.
“No.” She felt around on the floorboard under her seat and came up with nothing.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> We looked out her window across the road and saw the little
dogs heading toward some cows at a fence line. The cows were staring back at
us. The dogs ran the cows away from the fence. Linda took the opportunity and
got out of the car. She opened the back door. I called her number again. I
could barely hear it. She looked in the backseat of the car and fished around
the herbs we had placed back there. Still nothing. She pulled back out of the
car and stood for a moment listening. She reached behind her and pulled her cell
phone out of her back pocket.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> The little dogs began yelping again. I disconnected the
call. She got back inside and closed the door before the ankle biters reached
the car. She looked down at her phone.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “I don’t have any service,” she said.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> I looked down at mine. “I don’t either.”</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> I held mine up closer to the windshield and it spun up one
bar. She held hers closer to the windshield and got a signal. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> I called Roy and told him the situation. He handed his cell
phone to Bob, and I handed mine to Linda. She spoke with Bob, and they decided
what she should do. After she disconnected, she handed my phone back to me. She
located the number on her phone and called Triple A. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> In the mean time, I decided to see where we were on an app
called “Find my Phone”. It’s a great little gadget if you have cell service. I
had an iPhone 5. Of course I knew where my phone was, but this little app gave
details in the form of a road map. I needed the name of the road we were on. When
I loaded the app, it would connect and then disconnect, and every time it
disconnected, I had to type in my password again. The signal from the nearest
cell tower wasn’t strong enough to keep it connected. I gave up and called my
son, Andy. He had it on his cell phone and linked with mine. He lived in an LTE
area.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> The call went to voice mail.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> So in the meantime, I listened in on Linda’s conversation.
The Triple A rep wanted directions. Linda hadn’t a clue.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> My cell rang. It was Andy.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Hey!” I said.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Hey! Sorry I missed your call.”</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Yeah, were you asleep?” My son is a truck driver. He sleeps
when he can.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “No.”</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Are you busy?”</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “No. What’s up?” he asked.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “I just need to know where I am.”</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Huh?”</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> I explained it to him, and he located us on that handy
little iPhone app, and gave me directions to give to Linda so she could give it
to the Triple A people. She spoke to a rep for about fifteen minutes before
help was on the way.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"> We noticed the dogs were gone and decided to get out of the
car. I waded through the weeds. She popped the hood and raised it. We looked
under the hood. Don’t know why. We both just stared down at the battery... kind
of like the cows did when they were staring at us. She reached in and began
jiggling wires.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “What are you doing?” I asked.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “I don’t know.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> She left the hood up, and we hurried back inside the car
when the ankle biters returned. We sat in silence for several minutes.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Linda?” I broke the silence.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “What?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “I need to pee.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “I’m sorry!”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Not your fault. I shouldn’t have filled up on tea at El
Charro’s and the Sonic.” I looked out the window at the weeds. I’d have been
taking chances on getting eat up with chiggers, ticks, or getting my behind bit
by tiny terriers. I decided not to think about it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “That man keeps looking over here,” Linda said.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “What man?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Beside that truck.” She pointed. “He has the hood up and
doing something.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> I looked where she was pointing across the road. “I guess
he’s scared of us.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> The Triple A guy showed up about thirty minutes later, pulled
in front of her car, and then got out of his truck, and headed our way. Apparently
he couldn’t see over the hood into the driver’s side as he came around to my
side of the car.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Ms. Bailey,” he said, smiling at me and then nodded to the
driver’s side, “Mr. Bailey.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> I point toward Linda and said, “She’s Mrs. Bailey.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> He leaned down and looked inside and gave a jerky smile.
“Sorry!”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> She explained the situation again. He went to his truck,
retrieved the jumper cables, and connected them to her car and to his truck. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Roy and Bob pulled up behind Linda’s car a few minutes
later. They got out and look under the hood of Linda’s car.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> A few minutes later a big black truck pulled along side of
the car. It was the man from across the road. The dogs ran up to the car but didn’t
bark. The man leaned over to the passenger side, looked out the window at the
men, and asked, “Are y’all having car trouble?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Linda and I look at each other.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> The men talked “man” talk, and then the black truck sped
away. The Triple A guy disconnected the jumper cables, and Linda started the
car.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> My eyeballs were floating by then. We made it all the way
back to my house just in time.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Next time, I’m driving my truck when Roy and I venture out.
I want to know where I’m going and how to find my way back. And ... I’m going to be
super generous when company comes and drive us where we want to go.</span></div>
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<span id="freeText12406108349368553848">Josephine Preston
was released and sent home from a mental institution. She has only vague
memories of why she had been committed. Circumstances beyond her
control will cause those memories to surface, one by one.<br />A tragedy,
brought on by deceit, leaves her heartbroken and rejected. Jo is sent
away to live with some rather peculiar relatives. Her fear of being
institutionalized again has her desperate to keep her past hidden, but
how long can she keep it a secret when her imagination begins playing
tricks on her... or is it? A voice from her past resurfaces as well as
the man who wants her secret to die with her. <br />This is a story about a young girl's heartbreak, rejection, fear, faith, and determination.<br />Happy Valley is the first in the series of A Southern Country Novel.</span><br />
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<span id="freeText12406108349368553848">To read a sample or download follow the link below. Happy reading! </span><br />
<span id="freeText12406108349368553848"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Happy-Valley-Southern-Country-ebook/dp/B008FQPMNQ/ref=sr_1_7?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1341115733&sr=1-7&keywords=diana+anderson" target="_blank">Happy Valley @ Amazon</a> </span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13939633132476769741noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091717557727243655.post-60329674450713386452012-12-19T16:00:00.001-08:002014-01-08T08:24:35.908-08:00The Next Big Thing ~ Author Diana AndersonThe Next Big Thing is a questionnaire going around the author community. <span style="color: black;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/JenniferBrinkauthor">Jennifer Brink</a> tagged me, after talking about her book <a href="http://www.jenniferbrinkauthor.com/">Cerulean Seas, The Jessica Hart Series</a>.
Participants answer, and then tag five more authors to participate.
Tags at the bottom. Also, you'll find guest authors' questions and
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<b>What is the working title of your next book? </b><br />
I’m
working on Remember When. I have three on the back burner, Famous in a Small Town, Sundown Gossip, and waiting to be titled is the third
in the series of A Southern Country Novel.<br />
<span style="color: red;">(update) Famous in a Small Town got bumped up in the ranks of which novel is next and is available at Amazon.com). </span><br />
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<b>Where did the idea come from for the book?</b><br />
Remember
When began when I sat down at my laptop and typed the first thing that
came to mind. I never know where I’m going with it at first. I start off
with a mystery that I have to figure out as I go. My main character is
always at the end of her rope in the beginning, in dire straits in the
middle, and hanging by a thread near the end.<br />
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<b>What genre does your book fall under? </b><br />
Remember
When, Entering Southern Country, and Sundown Gossip are Mystery/Thriller/Romance/Southern Gothic. A Southern Country Novel series are
all Mystery/Thriller/Humor/Southern Gothic.<br />
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<b>What actors would you choose to play the part of your characters in a movie rendition?</b><br />
Are we talking major motion picture? <br />
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<b>What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book? </b><br />
Remember
When ~ Disappointment from a miscarriage and divorce, Thera Logan
decides to move back to her hometown of Tahlequah, Oklahoma and start a
new life, but before she can catch her flight out of Seattle, an event takes place that puts her life in jeopardy, and it won't be the last of these events. <br />
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<b>Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency? </b><br />
Self-published<br />
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<b>How long did it take you to write the first draft of the manuscript?</b><br />
One
month for Remember When, one week for A Vanilla Christmas (Novella),
three months each for Happy Valley (1st in the series of A Southern
Country Novel) and Mississippi Gambler, and Faded Rose,
six months.<br />
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<b>What other books would you compare this story to within your genre? </b><br />
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like to write similar to what I like to read. I’m a Harlan Coben, Lee
Child, John Grisham, Janet Evanovich, and Sandra Brown fan. To be as
good as these listed authors would be a dream come true.<br />
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<b>Who or what inspired you to write this book? </b><br />
I’m a restless daydreamer in need of adventure.<br />
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<b>What else about the book might pique the reader's interest?</b><br />
Dark mystery, thriller, drama, humor, southern settings, southern characters,
surprise, romance, murder, sexual tension, and a few very unusual
characters thrown in the mix.<br />
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<span style="color: black;">Please check out the author links below.</span><br />
Wayne Zurl ~ <a href="http://www.waynezurlbooks.net/" target="_blank">http://www.waynezurlbooks.net/</a><br />
<span style="color: black;">Barbara Boswell Brunner ~ <a href="http://www.dogmathebook.com/">http://www.dogmathebook.com/</a></span><br />
<span style="color: black;">D. A. & S. F. Swem ~ <a href="http://www.voldamar.com/Voldamar_Blog/">http://www.voldamar.com/Voldamar_Blog/</a></span><br />
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Vanilla Lillian Carver has given up on love. Every
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romance, to a broken engagement, and then jilted at the altar. She’s decided
that she's through with love. It was a good plan until the day her true love
returns after he had disappeared twelve years earlier without even saying
goodbye. She's afraid to trust him again. Her heart and common sense battle it
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Rose Daniels is ready for a change. Her decision to divorce after twelve years of a failed marriage gives her a short moment of hope for her and her son's future, but Mother Nature throws a wrench in her plans and so does the Hughes County Sheriff when he arrests her for the murder of a local woman. She's lost so much already, but she could lose more... her son and her life.<br />
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My husband and I live in the country in northwestern Mississippi. A
beautiful area. Lots of deer, wild turkey's, and great fishing.<br />
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Saturday, I was restless. I wanted to go out for a drive and get away
from the house for awhile. So my husband and I took off on a short road
trip. We headed down the back roads from our house on our way to Sardis
Lake. We drove down Highway 310 and stopped at a little bait and grocery
store called T & T.. Near the store, a family was having a yard
sale. We browsed around the sale. My husband bought me two antique
lamps, an antique hand mirror, and an old hand carved quilt rack. I was thrilled. I've always wanted a quilt rack and having one that someone carved by hand made it extra special.<br />
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the items in our car and went inside T & T and ordered a hamburger
with all the fixin's. While we waited, we purchased our drinks. I was surprised
that they carried Mexican Cokes in their refrigerated case. For those
of you who don't know, Mexican Cokes are made with real sugar and not
corn syrup. In 1984 Coca Cola changed from real sugar to corn syrup. The
taste took me back to my childhood and so did the hamburger. <br />
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All in all, we had a nice outing. So if you are ever in northwestern Mississippi, take a drive down 310 toward Sardis Lake. Stop in at T & T's Bait & Grocery and get the best hamburger in the state of Mississippi and while you're there, have a look around. Some real nice folks run the place.<br />
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<br />Paperbacks for both are coming soon. So stay tuned.<br />
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Blurb for Happy Valley:<br />
A year ago, Jo Preston was released and sent home from a mental
institution. She has only vague memories of why she had been committed.
Circumstances beyond her control will cause those memories to surface,
one by one.<br />
A tragedy, brought on by deceit, leaves her heartbroken
and rejected. She is sent away to live with some rather peculiar
relatives. Her fear of being institutionalized again has her desperate
to keep her past hidden, but how long can she keep it a secret when her
imagination begins playing tricks on her... or is it? A voice from her
past resurfaces as well as the man who wants her secret to die with her.
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This is a story about a young girl's heartbreak, rejection, fear, faith, and determination.<br />
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that was the answer to her problem, but now, four years later, she must return
and who she has to face is the least of her problems. To protect her family,
she must keep all she has discovered five months ago a secret. She has little
time to prepare for her great escape before her worst nightmare catches up with
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13939633132476769741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091717557727243655.post-88748646119091283562012-07-17T11:52:00.004-07:002014-01-08T08:53:53.969-08:00Happy Valley<br />
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At first, I was skeptical about putting my novel on
Amazon.com, but I've sold several and have had some good reviews. The reviews
are from people I don't know. My friends are still reading my novel and
I'm waiting for their feedback.<br />
Happy Valley A Southern Country Novel is the first in the series. The story is
mainly based in Northwest Mississippi. Happy Valley is a mystery with
humor. <br />
"Jo Preston could write a book on survival. Her titles could be: How to
Survive Five Years in a Mental Institution, How to Cheat Death, How to Overcome
Heartbreak and Rejection, How to Live With Crazy Relatives, or How to Run From
a Serial Killer. Yes, she could write a book... if she survives all of the
above."<br />
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If you read my novel, please leave a review at Amazon.com. Thanks! </div>
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My Facebook page is: <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Diana-Anderson/432120250141271">http://www.facebook.com/pages/Diana-Anderson/432120250141271</a><br />
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Now that I've told you about my novel, let me tell you about where I
live. Although I was born and raised in Oklahoma, I've lived in this area
of Mississippi since 1979. My husband and I moved to the country in
2006. Being raised a farm girl, I was long over-do and ready for the
move.<br />
A sign over our driveway reads, "God's Country" and it is a taste of
heaven on earth. I love having my morning coffee on the patio. I'm
never alone. Many mornings, deer walk between our yard and the woods that
surround our home. Casey, our Jack Russell Terrier, is more interested in
the squirrels and lizards though. We have chickens, which is more of a
hobby as most are pets. However, fresh eggs are good. We keep a
bird feeder in view of our kitchen window as well as hummingbird feeders.
I love watching the blue buntings and have managed to get a few photos of the
skittish little creatures. We have a creek down below our home and when
we get a good rain, you can hear the rushing water. At night, the
whippoorwill sing, tree frogs croak, and crickets chirp. We are so far
away from the city that the night skies are lit up with stars, like diamonds on
black velvet. I remember the first few nights after we moved in. I
couldn't sleep because it was so quiet. Now, sleep is wonderful.<br />
Life is good here out in this neck of the woods. I wouldn't have it any
other way.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13939633132476769741noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091717557727243655.post-38535502201688778362010-06-08T10:56:00.000-07:002012-07-17T11:57:02.837-07:00The Flower Beds Will Have to Wait<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4RFAWHzW-w/TA6aBKv9wOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dm7Cc1WMeCc/s1600/P7143281a.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480487141412552930" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4RFAWHzW-w/TA6aBKv9wOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dm7Cc1WMeCc/s320/P7143281a.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /></a><br />
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Okay, here I go. My first blog.<br />
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I've been searching for a local writer's group and have come up with zilch. Where are all the struggling novelist in Mississippi? One group, I was able to locate, was further down south near the Gulf. I don't think it'd be wise of me to go for a once a month Tuesday luncheon. That's quite a drive. Others don't have a website or much on the website that they do have. It can be rather frustrating trying to get some feedback.<br />
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From research on the internet, most of what I'm getting is the Catch-22. You have to have an agent to get published and to get an agent you have to be a published author. (Insert head tilt here.) So it seems, no matter how much sweat you pour out onto the keypad of your laptop while your eyes feel like daggers have been poked into them from the eye strain of working and polishing your manuscript, day in and day out for over two years, it may have been time better spent weeding your flower beds that have been neglected. My flower bed needs mowing.<br />
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I try to wake up every morning with a positive outlook. As long as I'm not looking out my window at my flower bed. A pot of coffee and back at it. I've written the darn thing in first person and third person... just in case. I've sent it to several agents and have had one reply. Yes, the old form letter, not for us.<br />
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I've tried mental telepathy. Desperate times means taking desperate measures. I've stared at the agents photos on their website at least once a week and try to convince them what a good novel it is. Maybe there is too much aluminum in the building material at their location. Whatever, it doesn't seem to be working.<br />
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I'm curious as to what literary agents really do all day. With the Catch-22 thing, it makes me wonder, if just maybe, they spend their days trying to steal established authors from other agents.<br />
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I think my manuscript is a good story and I'm very critical of my writing as well as my artwork. I'm my worst critic. I'm critical of the books I read and get frustrated trying to find a good read. You buy a novel and it's really good, so you purchase another novel by that same author and it's a huge disappointment. Seems like they are in a big hurry to sell another and add filler that you end up skipping over. Gotta get that 100,000 word count in. Filler reminds me of minced fish in fish sticks. I actually threw a book across the room after reading three pages. I won't meantion the fairly well known author here, but geez lady, how did you get into the business? I've been known to kiss some ass when needed, but after reading that mess, I'd say a tad more than ass kissing was involved. And it's a shame. Really! What? Are you going to return the book to the store and get your money back? To me, there should be a standard a writer must uphold to all of his or her readers. A high standard. After all, if it weren't for their loyal fans, they'd be history.<br />
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It's not all about money. It's not all about fame. That's just the perks. For me, it's really all about someone enjoying my story. I love to make people laugh and cry with a story. I want to touch a heart and encourage the soul. I want to take them away from their weary day, their worries, and travel to another place. A place with characters that are real and dreams do come true.<br />
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Am I going to give up? No. It's been a life long dream of mine since I was a youngster. I was telling stories when I starting talking. Got into a lot of trouble weaving those tales. I didn't have books to read when I was very young and didn't have anyone reading to me, but I told myself bedtime stories. And when I was school age, I read a lot. And then I started writing. Married with children put my personal dream on hold. No regrets mind you. My kids are all grown with little ones of their own and now, it's Mom's turn.<br />
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The flower beds will have to wait.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13939633132476769741noreply@blogger.com0