Saturday, April 1, 2017

May 2017 PnPAuthor Magazine


PnPAuthor Magazine

A Magazine for Authors, Poets & Artist


Owners: Peter & Pattimari Cacciolfi



New Members


Marjorie Hembroff, Canada




John Fioravanti, Canada


Bill Riales, Daphine, Al

Mike Rana, India


Columnist





Johnny's Junction





Peter's Corner


We’ve traveled the world, the marvels are seen with so much more to go.  The remainder must be for another time.  For now, it is my pleasure to introduce you to, or refresh your minds with, a greater awareness of the creatures both large and small who have rarely or never been brought into our writing world. Some are ugly and some are mean, and some are happy as will be seen.
     We must be on alert that there may be more magical creatures we know nothing about; animals and other beings who for one reason or another have yet to reveal themselves to us.  Some are generous, some shy and retrieving, but as long as we allow the magical land of imagination to remain strong in our minds and at the tip of our pens, their extinction will never be an option; creatures that destroy everything in their paths, half human, half animal, part god, supernatural from the Otherworld, apart from our physical world will exist.  One world cannot exist without the other, their overlap inevitable where time and place encounter timeless space is where these inhabitants enter our existence. The beauty or havoc is in the reality that these creatures appear and disappear at their own choosing because of their timeless existence in the Otherworld.  One must be willing to follow dreams with an endless imagination in order to encounter these magical creatures for ourselves.  Let’s open our minds and ponder at the borders of the worlds for as we do, we will surely see those who we didn’t know and those we did.  Keep in mind that the creatures you will encounter do not come domesticated or tamed to the will of humans but are full of wisdom and who in many parts of the globe caused the world to come into being.  The Coyote and Raven are tricksters, the Centaurs are the teachers of humanity who brought to us skills art and music.
     An important point to ponder should we look down on lowly creatures and devalue their importance is to simply look at a poem by the Inuit from the great North, collected by the explorer Knud Rasmussen: “In the very earliest time, when both people and animals lived on earth, a person could become an animal if he wanted to, and an animal could become a human beingall spoke the same language.”
     Just because we are civilized and sophisticated we must not think we have domesticated all the creatures known and yet to be known.  Can we ignore the darkness swiftly falling upon us as we approach the wooded area leading to our home even scary in the daytime?  What of the lonely roadside or the curving mountain passes, forcing us to slow to a crawl; are they a waiting ground for the unseen?  Is the rustling of leaves along the path caused by the soft breeze?  Perhaps, but do the dark hidden places provide shelter for those we do not see, some we do not wish to be seen by?  Hurry along to safety for your safe zone is just a short distance away.
     Allow me to introduce you to A Bro A Qu, a near invisible being menacingly yet impatiently awaiting at the base of a pilgrim tower where it has been for centuries.  It is thought to have many tentacles and skin that feels like the fuzz on a peach.  As a pilgrim climbs the steps, A Bro A Qu becomes more visible, changing colors emitting a bluish glow, close behind the visitor.  It can only become complete when a visitor reaches the top, becoming a perfect person.  Since all who have attempted to climb the tower have been imperfect, the pilgrims seeking the way must return without accomplishing their fulfillment.  As the pilgrim turns to descend, the A Boa A Qu emits a groan and fades with each level to the bottom where it must await the next pilgrim.  Reaching the top is achieving one’s Nirvana, which is transcending all suffering and attaining peace, rest, harmony, stability and joy; a tall order, difficult to achieve.

    







Suzanne's Corner




Choices: Today is the first day of the rest of your life

Hello and welcome. Today is the first day of the rest of your life. I realise that this phrase has become cliché but if you look beyond that then other meanings open up. In relation to dealing with a chronic condition, or other life trials, this means it’s possible over time that coping will become mentally and emotionally easier.

Even though past situations can’t be undone, patterns relating to the original and subsequent events can be changed. The past has happened – good and bad. We’re well-trained to disregard the good. We are, unfortunately, expert at holding onto the bad. You can look at events and your feelings, your responses to those situations, including that episode of pain which never seems to end and consider how you might like to respond differently. What is deemed a change for the good by one person, though might be the worst possible outcome for another. Therefore listen, consider, decide. Consider what might empower you, uplift you, allow you to be more the person you’d like to be.

Everything is based on patterns; one pattern dissolves and another takes its place. Energetically patterns can be consciously changed, which can lead to affecting you on a physical level. It takes courage to change – and patience. You hear of ‘miracles’ with change happening quickly – an enormous high and then much too often you hear this good fortune being followed by events which leaves the person in a worse-off situation. However, this swing doesn’t need to happen. Instead, it is being willing to look at how to build the new pattern this miracle, or hard work, creates without reverting completely to old habits. I use the word ‘completely’ because that gives you leeway without guilt as you are adapting to a new way of viewing your world, and feeling comfortable with your actions.

You can allow yourself to embrace memories which hold joy and happiness. You can allow yourself to mentally ‘give back’ the judging beliefs and values that belong to others, thereby releasing those habits which no longer serve you. If you have a look now at the phrase ‘Today is the first day of the rest of your life’ can you work with it?

Even if pain and other debilitating issues are out of your control and trying to keep you down, remember that it’s your choice how you wish to respond. So, until next month I look forward to hearing from you about this and anything else you’d like to share with me, to share with all of you.

Blessings
Suzanne Newnham


Suzanne, were you ever a Prize Fighter?  You have so much fight in you.  Peter



Dr. Willie White's Religious Corner



A Mother’s Love

Much will be said and written about mothers as they symbolize love and care for her children as well as others in the community. A mother and her love are to be cherished as she is a precious commodity, because regardless of the situation her love is unconditional and will stand by her children to the end. This emulates the love of God because His love is unconditional. He loved us when we didn’t love Him in return.
Proverbs 31:10-31 describes the attributes of a virtuous woman, which depicts the character traits of a loving wife, mother and an upstanding woman in the church and community. Her light shines brightly through her love, care and service serving others.
A mother’s love is on display even when she is offering corrections to a love one or her children. She does so with grace and the love of God, wanting the best for the person.
A mother is the child’s first teacher because she teaches her children godly wisdom preparing them for life. A loving mother lives love as well as verbalizes it in her teachings to her children, those in the church and the community.
A loving mother is sound in her faith, in charity, her giving and in her patience with others. A mother is always ready, willing and able to give of herself to others to enhance the well-being of the person. She takes no thought for herself, knowing that God will take care of her and will supply all her needs.
Let me close by saying, the month of May is associated with mothers, but I say to all mothers, you are loved, a precious commodity, you are invaluable and are to be and will be cherished at all times. Therefore, women and mothers “we love you with the love of God and there is nothing you can do about it” (original author unknown).
A mother’s love shines bright as the morning sun and glow deep in the darkness of night.

c
More truer words were never spoken     Peter







Pattimari's Thoughts

In the Old Trunk

                                       All dusty and covered with muck
There sat the old trunk
Right there
Some 30 years
Inside were poems
Written with tear stains
While others had happy bounces
And yet more that struggled to bend
Around the next corner
To reach out to the light
Solitary moment
Pictures bountiful and more
Ah, the child sitting near the lake
Was me
A glow upon the face
A smile in the corner of the mouth
A happy child one would say
And over there family members
Preparing another path
While the little one
Sat upon the warm log
Glowing in thoughts
Of magical moments in time
Others were swinging on wooden swings
While she was dancing in the stream
Some were screaming and yelling
She sat in solitude
Moments in time
A silent movement she made
Walking through wheat fields
Of yellow
A treasure she found
Down deep
In the truck
A box filled with memories
A necklace of stone
A heart wrapped in tissue paper
A pen still dripping with ink
She wrote with it often
O’ the treasure
IN THE OLD TRUCK.

Pattimari ,copright
                                         A treasure found, to be treasured...Peter



Vinita's Corner                                             

Let’s Go to the Writing Land 

Chapter Two

In the castle, you can go to the writing classes if you want, but remember you may not need it.
Your powers may be good enough for you to pass the writing land without classes.  It’s mandatory for the ones that get in the castle, but since you are the original one,” you can attend when you want.  It’s optional, said Agatha.  Anamelia asked, “What do you mean it’s optional, what do you mean the original one.”  “Well, no one has ever told me they have powers.  That makes you the original one. The only one who can write stories that will win the contest.”  The ones who will go international with their book and hit big fame.” They will win many noble prizes.  Only the original ones with power can do that.”  “Do not be scared”.  Meditate when you are the one with the meditation power. “It’s the meditation power you have which also makes you the original one.  Anamelia says, but “what if I get lost in the castle?”.  “What if I lose all my work?” Agatha, told Anamelia, “You can say the magic words.  Let me come back to the castle. Let me come back to the castle. Let me have all my work back. You have power because you have imagination like no one else does.”  “Now in class if you go, “Do not have any desires. Do not wish for fame. Do not be a show off”.  Work is misappropriated.  “Remember Anamelia, Do not show your work to the close ones.  They will not care, the close ones who may not like it.  They may have jealousy.  Only show it to the readers, or the audience. Be careful in showing your work to others.  You will know who to show it to by their faces.   As Agatha left Anamelia, in the big castle, “she said you choose your rooms, your books and your direction.  You will follow your voice and you will be fine. Listen to your own voice carefully and focus”. You will know the direction, to success.  Anamelia, suddenly stumbled across, a book.  She picked up the book. The book said, “Enter the rooms. Go to the nowhere room. Travel with me said a voice, in the book, Follow me said the voice in a soft tone.”  Anamelia, put the book down, she didn’t want to go to the nowhere room.  She walked five minutes.  There she saw a chair which she sat on.  The book was under her feet. It had followed her.  Anamelia sat thinking.  “Shall I go to the nowhere room?  She finally decided to go and listen to the small book.”  The book told her, Pick me up quickly and I will show you to the nowhere room.  Follow my directions and do not lose this book.  If you lose the book or my voice” “You will be stuck in nowhere room forever. Anamelia, opened the door.  There she saw a big house.  It was in the corner. The house was an open backyard with big trees fenced around.  She entered the front door.  Inside the house was a small baby in his crib.  The book told her you can write this story.  You can write the house was empty and no one lived in the house for two years. She went in the master bedroom, It was huge and comfortable.  She saw the baby sleeping inside in his crib. Fair as white, chubby cheeks with big eyes.  Anamelia, went saw the big living room and the back door.  The big wide green trees in the backyard.  She decided to go out in the back.  She left her keys and her phone on the counter kitchen and went out in the back. When she shut the door behind her accidently she saw that she was locked outside.  She suddenly felt helpless. No one was outside. Not a soul. She quickly rant to the neighbors. She didn’t open.  Then she went to the house next door, she asked to call the lady that checked on the house, she didn’t have her number.  Now she had no choice but to call the rescuers and saviors.   She thought of the baby, she knew she must not waste time. She quickly called the rescuers, and they came in five minutes.  They had a long thin silver colored stick. They pressed it in the door.  The back doors were open.  Anamelia went in.  She walked out of the nowhere room.  She felt really that she had been in nowhere. No one was around.  She was lost there.   There were big houses with trees.   She felt fear in the nowhere room.  Then she went and opened another door.  There were streaks of lightning.  It said, enter the nightmare lightning room.   She went and sat on a chair.  She started meditating.   She went into deep sleep.  She was dreaming now.  She saw an old man.  A lady.  She suddenly saw electricity, white lights like lightning running threw her body, pushing her from one wall to another,” She went flying across the wall into another room.  Anamelia woke up frightened. She left the room and thought she could write about the girl in the room with lightening”, but also the nowhere room.  She then sat still and tried to listen to her voice.
                                                                                      Copyright @Vinita Singh Nov 16, 2015
Vinita, if it was all a dream, it couldn't be more vivid...Peter
Vin
Motherhood

Eye contact when speaking to your child teaches them to give eye contact.





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When low and depressed, dress up and see how better you feel~


J. House's Relationship Thoughts

The surest way to make your dreams come true, is take that first step forward.


Charles Ray's Thoughts

Book Covers – DIY or Not

The last thing most indie authors think of when writing a book is the cover; either because it’s not felt the cover is important, or because they just assume that it’s only the content that matters.

That is a major mistake. Covers DO sell books. After all, your cover is the first thing a potential reader sees when shopping for books to buy, either paperback or e-book versions. So, giving serious consideration to the cover is almost as important as making sure you’ve written a good book and edited it well.

You have two choices when it comes to covers: pay a professional to do it, or do it yourself. I’ve done both, and believe me, not all professionally designed covers—which can be quite costly, by the way—are all that good. The one time I paid to have a cover designed; the first book I had published, turned out to be a chastening experience. The cover was just so-so, actually pretty bad considering how much I paid for it, and the publisher, in my opinion, overpriced the book. It still sells a few copies a year, but not nearly as many as my subsequent books, which have covers that I designed myself.

I have an advantage over many indie authors in that I am an artist. I’ve done artwork for newspapers and magazines for many years, so I’m familiar with design concepts. It took me a while to get the hang of designing book covers that ‘caught the eye.’ Turns out that a book cover is not the same as an editorial cartoon or a magazine cover. But, little by little, and through trial and error, I’m finally getting the hang of it.

Here are a few things I’ve learned over the years:

-          Keep it simple. While common wisdom is that all the elements of the cover must be legible in a thumbnail, I’ve found that’s not the case. It’s the overall color and design that catches the eye. Contrasting colors and well-done artwork that catches a reader’s eye mean more than the ability to read everything on the cover in the thumbnail; after all, the words on the cover will, on most book selling sites, be included with the thumbnail.
-          Artwork on the cover should convey something of the content. For fiction, this might be the main plot, while for non-fiction, it should cause the reader to think.
-          Less is best. Don’t try to put too much on the cover. A cover that’s too busy, or that tries to include everything that’s in the book will just confuse the reader. Better to just give a hint of the contents or theme.


As with the contents, which should be edited until it says what you want to say, the way you want to say it, and is as free of errors as humanly possible, you should tinker with the cover until it ‘speaks’ to you. I find that doing rough sketches helps me refine the cover concept before I begin the final artwork. I usually select the main illustration first. Sometimes I’ll use a stock photo from one of the many photo sites on the Internet, or from my own extensive photo library. At other times, I’ll create a custom drawing or painting, and at other times, I’ll do a combination of the two. When I use stock photos, I first make sure that I have the legal rights to use the work commercially, and that I’ve attributed it appropriately. When I do custom artwork, I photograph it, and then use one of the photo applications on my computer to manipulate the digital photo; color, contrast, etc.; until it looks the way I want the final cover to look. After that, I then upload the photo to CoverGeniePro.com, and add the text, playing with different fonts, colors and text placement until I have the cover I want. The advantage of Cover Genie Pro is that it shows you a 3D image of what the book will look like. I then insert the .png file from Cover Genie Pro into PowerPoint and save it as a .jpeg file, which can then be used with CreateSpace or Kindle Direct to create my book’s cover (these are the two platforms I use to publish my books). Here are some examples of book covers I’ve done for recently published books or works in progress:

 

 

Advice for the Insecure Writer was created entirely with PowerPoint with the oval shapes inserted, colored, and the text inserted, followed by the author’s name at the bottom. Here I was going for a combination of simplicity and symbolism.

Mountain Man is an original watercolor which was uploaded to CoverGeniePro where I added the title and author’s name. Again, I went for simplicity; showing a loner of a mountain man living in his isolated cabin in the hills.

Devil’s Lake is a paranormal thriller. I used a photo I took of a man in a boat that I took during a visit to Naples, Italy, converting it from color to black and white and darkening it. Then I uploaded it to CoverGeniePro and added the title and author’s name, using the color variations to convey mystery.

Ethical Dilemmas and the Practice of Diplomacy is a work in progress that I plan to publish soon. This is nonfiction, and the cover is meant to symbolize the dilemmas diplomats face on a daily basis—they must navigate a minefield of regulations, prohibitions, and expectations as they do their jobs. The red, white, and blue motif is used because I’m writing about American diplomats.

These are just four of the covers I’ve designed. Of the three already published, Mountain Man has proven to be quite popular. While none of the reviews of the book have mentioned the cover, I take that as a positive, because if the cover sucked, some reviewer would be sure to mention it.

As you can see from the first and fourth, you don’t really have to be an artist to create a book cover. You do need to know how to use applications like Microsoft Word and PowerPoint, but with a little practice, it’s possible. Applications like CoverGeniePro can be a bit daunting at first, but with practice, this one’s as easy as PowerPoint.

If you want the full indie author experience, think about cover design as the next skill to develop, and good luck on your journey.



Vee Vee's Thoughts
A smile makes you beautiful


KEEP YOUR FACE TO THE SUNSHINE


Good Morning, One & All,
As with the world of highway and building reconstruction, it eventually comes to completion. And so is true for the human body and my time of getting the body healthy again has been completed.
The surgery to remove the abdominal tumor went perfectly and the doctor did pelvic washes and checked some of the surrounding lymph nodes. Much to my joy there is no evidence of disease. I would have been discharged sooner, but the small intestine decided to "not wake up" and perform its assigned duties. I had a NG (nasogastric tube) inserted and ended up staying at the hospital for a total of 8 days.
This week's blog is about the importance of keeping our face to the sunshine. No matter if you or a loved one is going through a construction zone, that is the time to learn and grow from the experience. We are not to let negativity fill our day and be the tool to use during construction...but rather be positive. www.outshineovariancancer.blogspot.com
As Dr. Martin Luther King stated "We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope."

Karen Ingalls

  


Susan's corner


Authors, are you making these 5 mistakes?
I have been a published author for 7 years. I stepped away from promoting my books for 18 months to find out why I wasn’t selling many. I wanted to know why my books weren’t selling and I wanted to learn how to fix this problem.
What was I doing wrong? I did everything everyone told me to do – and I mean everything. If someone said to message my free book on Twitter, I did it. If they said to gather subscribers and email them, I did it. I even hauled my sorry self to Sunday markets to try and create a buzz about my books.
But, do you know what? Not one thing worked and brought me consistent sales. Sales came when I was active, but nothing when I wasn’t. It was exhausting.
So, I studied content creation under Bill Belew, and website marketing under James Tuckerman – both talented and experienced professionals in their fields.
I wanted to learn how to market and sell my books, and I’m going to use this monthly column to share what I’ve learned with you all.
Here are the top 5 mistakes I did, and I see other authors doing:
1.      Using social media to sell your book
2.      Asking people to like your Facebook page
3.      Giving away free chapters to read to just about anyone
4.      Bombarding email subscribers with information about your book
5.      Sharing posts and tweets ad hoc
The reason these things don’t work is because while they may appeal to a few people sometimes, they are not going to appeal to a lot of people over a long period of time.
Not many people are on social media to buy stuff. People who like your Facebook page probably want you to like theirs. Hardly anyone is going to go to the trouble to give you their email in exchange for something they are likely not to be that interested in reading. Bombarding your email subscribers with “Buy this” or “free offer” is about as new as the wheel. Sharing posts ad hoc is like shooting at the clouds – you never quite hit the mark.
The truth is, all of these approaches are like asking someone you have just met to marry you. You wouldn’t go up to a stranger and propose without expecting a definite refusal or perhaps a slap in the face! If you did you would come across as desperate and needy, and a little bit more than strange.
Prove you are going to be around for the long haul
You need to build a platform of trust, reliability and professionalism. You need to prove to strangers that you are going to be around for a long time. There are over 1 million pieces of information published on the internet just about every minute. How are you going to be found and heard? And when you do make a connection with someone why would they want to trust you and buy off you?
How do you react to “Buy Me!” “Buy Me!” promotions? Researchers are discovering that website visitors have “banner blindness”. That is they have learned to ignore flashing images and ads along the top and done the side of website pages. They are also learning how to quickly retreat when a sign-up box pops up in front of them. If they can’t make it disappear in 2 to 3 seconds they leave the site.
What’s in it for your visitors?
Everyone online right at this very minute is suffering from WIIFM - (What’s In It For Me?) People go online to be informed, educated and entertained. Some do go on to shop, but they are not going to give their hard-earned cash to a stranger.
If you provide valuable content on your site regularly that is not screaming “Buy Me!” “Buy Me!” you will begin to gain people’s trust. This content should take the form of blog articles, longer written pieces, videos, infographics and podcasts. However, it must be created with the user’s experience in mind.
Provide your visitors with what they are looking for, and they’ll want to come back to your site. Develop relationships which are meaningful and be reliable. Do you buy from complete strangers? I don’t, but I do buy off people I have made a genuine connection with, and therefore who I trust.
Take your visitors out for coffee before hitting them with the big “marriage proposal.” Give them a reason to put their trust in you, and start blogging with their interests in mind.
About the author - Susan Day
Susan Day is a children’s author and writer. Her blog, Astro’s Adventures Book Club, is full of ideas and tips for grandparents who want to build a strong relationship with their grandchildren. In particular, Susan specializes in helping grandparents share their love of books with their grandchildren. Susan is currently writing a book titled, The Top 10 Things Happy Grandparents Never Regret Doing!
Susan lives in country Australia with four dogs, three boss cats, three rescue guinea pigs, and an errant kangaroo. And, apart from blogging, writing and reading; she loves drinking coffee, painting and learning to box.
Susan, great advice, and if you are going to put in the time to learn to box, throw in some kickboxing along with it; it will come in handy if and when needed...Peter

Lynn's Corner


Your Spiritual Gourmet Chef
Author and Publisher at
Royal Candlelight Christian Publishing Company


Lynn Williams is a certified gourmet chef with a culinary arts degree in French cooking. She received her college degree in culinary arts and hotel management. Presently she is attending the Hebrew University of Israel to extend her education and interest in Hebrew Bible course studies. She is the cofounder of The Royal Candlelight Christian Publishing Company. Her career has been established as an author, workshop presenter, Bible study teacher at the Teleois Institute, and ministry director for Vacation Bible School, events planning, Fitly Joined, and the political awareness ministries of Ecclesia Christian Fellowship, one of California’s well-known churches in the community and in the Inland Empire, located in San Bernardino, California,
Lynn has owned her catering, floral designing, wedding and events planning business for over thirty years. She has also developed her own line of Christian books called The Royal Candlelight Christian Book Series. This series of books is being developed to point you to the truth, which can only be found in the Word of God. Five of the books will be “spiritual culinary recipe books,” study guides written in culinary allegory based on all sixty-six books of the Bible. A second line of Christian books will be based on life experiences and various life situations and social topics of interest, written in allegory to encourage true believers in God by assisting them in finding the truth about what God has said about their life challenges according to the governing principles of His Word.
Lynn is dedicated to humbly serving God and His people by taking every opportunity to minister, love, and cater to “picking up the broken pieces in the lives of believers.”


The Story Reading Ape does author spotlights
https://thestoryreadingapeblog.com/

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 ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Greg Smith


I’ve had an interest in writing for eons (when I was in primary school in Sydney, Australia) and always received 100% for every competition I turned in. This carried right through to my graduating high school but unfortunately that’s when it ended as my interest for a career steered me into graphic design. For the next millennia my career took me through many levels of the printing and publishing industries, which also included my discovering the love of my life online (before it became fashionable) and relocating to America.

Last January my career morphed into retirement and my wife and I sold our 4-bedroom/3-car garage house and we set up home in our 35 ft 5th wheel and hit the road. I had begun tipping my fingers into the writing pool a few years prior to retiring and published 2 books. Once on the road I found (or rather my wife created) the time to pursue my writing more seriously and I am about to hand over my latest manuscript to my editor. This is for the 3rd book in my action crime series.

Oh, okay, so I now have the bug. The best part of my writing has turned out to be the researching of the story’s settings and factual details that I like to incorporate. While producing the crime series I began tackling a mammoth project — an historical fiction novel. Part of the story is based several centuries ago and the researching has been mind-blowing, even to contacting the curator of the British Museum, London, England for his assistance, which he was very pleased to give.

So, unless people clamor for a sequel to my soon-to-be-released book, Lex Talionis, I will turn my attention to my historical fiction novel. It’s already clocked up 5-6 years of my casual time. I’m looking forward to the challenge of completing it.

Graphic Designer 
& Novelist of The Kramer and Shadow Crime Novel Series
and Killing Softly Book 1 
http://gregsmith-writer.weebly.com/
Greg, gotta hand it to you for that stick-to-it-tiveness...Peter












Sal Buttaci's Books










Still the Dawn. A book of poems and ballads. Poems written to preserve memories, explore moods, emotions, art, mythis, real events and dream, together with some attempts at light verse, even nonsense. Ballads that tell tales, reflect on seasons, time and its passing. The poet enters the mead hall, un-lids his word hoard, recites. He shares his gift. Those who attend to his works, he hopes to entertain.____




Ignatius Fernandez  is an author of eight books, working on his ninth. Also he has published over sixty articles in magazines and on international sites. He writes more on Relationships. Parenting Corporate Government Religion and spirituality. His books and articles have been well received. His eighth book which will be on the stands in a few months is titled: JESUS CHRIST. True leader and Perfect Gentleman. And his ninth book is titled:Think Christ.Live Christian.

His style is direct and simple and always keeps the reader in mind. Writing is his passion and occupies his waking ours.
Before taking up writing he was a Professor of management studies. Corporate Trainer for senior managers. Senior Management Professional. SPeak, Counselor, and Blogger. On Social Media he has pages on Facebook, Twitter, Linkedin and Pinterest.





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Debbie De Louise is a reference librarian at a public library on Long Island and the award-winning author of the Cobble Cove cozy my mystery series.
The first book of the series, A Stone's Throw, is the story of a widowed librarian who visits her husband's hometown and finds a new love with the town's newspaper publisher but also discovers some alarming truths about her husband's death and its connection to the publisher and his family. Along with a variety of quirky characters, there is also a cat and dog who play minor but interesting roles in the novel. The sequel and second Cobble Cove Mystery, Between a Rock and a Hard Place, released in October 2016 by Solstice Publishing placed 2nd in the Best mystery catefory in the P&E reader's poll. This book also was an Amazon bestseller. The third book, Written in Stone, was published in April, 2017.


Debbie has a B.A. in English and an MLS in Library Science from Long Island University/C.W. Post. She’s a member of Sisters-in-Crime, International Thriller Writers, and the Cat Writer’s Association. In addition to her mystery series, she has also published articles, a novella, and short stories of various genres. She lives on Long Island with her husband, daughter, and two cats. You can connect with her through the following links:

Website/Blog/Newsletter Sign-Up: https://debbiedelouise.com









______________________________________Debbie, sounds great to me.  Also an Instructional Media Specialist/Teacher in CA, now retired...Congrats on your work...Peter______________________

SHORT STORIES OR CHAPTERS


         Let’s Go to the Writing Land by Vinita

Chapter Two



                In the castle you can go to the writing classes if you want, but remember you may not need it.

Your powers may be good enough for you to pass the writing land without classes.  It’s mandatory for the ones that get in the castle but since you are the original one,” you can attend when you want.  It’s optional, said Agatha.  Anamelia asked, “What do you mean it’s optional, what do you mean the original one.”  “Well no one has ever told me they have powers.  That makes you the original one. The only one who can write stories that will win the contest.”  The ones who will go international with their book and hit big fame.” They will win many noble prizes.  Only the original ones with power can do that.”  “Do not be scared”.  Meditate when you are the one with the meditation power. “It’s the meditation power you have which also makes you the original one.  Anamelia says but “what if I get lost in the castle”.  “What if I lose all my work” Agatha, told Anamelia, “You can say the magic words.  Let me come back to the castle. Let me come back to the castle. Let me have all my work back. You have power because you have imagination like no one else does.”  “Now in class if you go, “Do not have any desires. Do not wish for fame. Do not be a show off”.  Work is misappropriated.  “Remember Anamelia, Do not show your work to the close ones.  They will not care, the close ones who may not like it.  They may have jealousy.  Only show it to the readers, or the audience. Be careful in showing your work to others.  You will know who to show it to by their faces.   As Agatha left Anamelia, in the big castle, “she said you choose your rooms, your books and your direction.  You will follow your voice and you will be fine. Listen to your own voice carefully and focus”. You will know the direction, to success.  Anamelia, suddenly stumbled across, a book.  She picked up the book. The book said, “Enter the rooms. Go to the nowhere room. Travel with me said a voice, in the book, Follow me said the voice in a soft tone.”  Anamelia, put the book down, she didn’t want to go to the nowhere room.  She walked five minutes.  There she saw a chair which she sat on.  The book was under her feet. It had followed her.  Anamelia sat thinking.  “Shall I go to the nowhere room.  She finally decided to go and listen to the small book.”  The book told her, Pick me up quickly and I will show you to the nowhere room.  Follow my directions and do not lose this book.  If you lose the book or my voice” “You will be stuck in nowhere room forever. Anamelia, opened the door.  There she saw a big house.  It was in the corner. The house was an open backyard with big trees fenced around.  She entered the front door.  Inside the house was a small baby in his crib.  The book told her you can write this story.  You can write the house was empty and no one lived in the house for two years. She went in the master bedroom, It was huge and comfortable.  She saw the baby sleeping inside in his crib. Fair as white, chubby cheeks with big eyes.  Anamelia, went saw the big living room and the back door.  The big wide green trees in the backyard.  She decided to go out in the back.  She left her keys and her phone on the counter kitchen and went out in the back. When she shut the door behind her accidently she saw that she was locked outside.  She suddenly felt helpless. No one was outside. Not a soul. She quickly rant to the neighbors. She didn’t open.  Then she went to the house next door, she asked to call the lady that checked on the house, she didn’t have her number.  Now she had no choice but to call the rescuers and saviors.   She thought of the baby, she knew she must not waste time. She quickly called the rescuers, and they came in five minutes.  They had a long thin silver colored stick. They pressed in the door.  The back doors were open.  Anamelia went in.  She walked out of the nowhere room.  She felt really that she had been in nowhere. No one was around.  She was lost there.   There were big houses with trees.   She felt fear in the nowhere room.  Then she went and opened another door.  There were streaks of lightning.  It said, enter the nightmare lightning room.   She went and sat on a chair.  She started meditating.   She went into deep sleep.  She was dreaming now.  She saw an old man.  A lady.  She suddenly saw electricity, white lights like lightning running threw her body, pushing her from one wall to another,” She went flying across the wall into another room.  Anamelia woke up frightened. She left the room and thought she could write about the girl in the room with lightening”, but also the nowhere room.  She then sat still and tried to listen to her voice.

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Poems





 Philip Dodd



        A Tale From A Bestiary Found In A Bazaar

In dreams I was a traveller
in a stone city in the east.
I went up wooden stairs to my room in an inn,
sat in a chair by a window.
The night was quiet, with no moon or star.
Its pages lit by a lamp,
I read a tale from a Bestiary
found in a bazaar.
"It's jewels not books, people want,"
said the stall trader.
Was not interested to haggle much over the price.
Bought it with four bronze and one silver coin.
My hands rested on it in a basket,
crammed with braclets, sculptures and pots.
Absorbed by its pictures and prose, I was happy there.
When I woke, my head was warm on my pillow.
I'd rather be here than anywhere.



Stone Age Sonnet

My heart stampedes,
like a herd of mammoths,
when I think of your dark eyes.
With them in mind,
I fear not the chattering baboon
or the sabre toothed tiger
in the darksome night
when no light stones shine in the skies.
You give me strength to brush away
a mammoth like a moth,
and you nourish my innards more than a
bowl of brontosaurus broth.
To be brass bold, bee hive brave,
I wish to share with you my cave.
Meanwhile, more mammoths thump the ground,
not as hard as the beats of my heart,
when I think of the depth of your smile,
the way you lift your eye lash with no sound.
Accept my Stone Age sonnet,
even though it obeys no rules.
It may sound pre-historic,
I did my best with basic tools.

The Burning of Ivory
The burning of ivory,
I watched it on the news.
It shocked me, disturbed me,
what was filmed by the camera crews.
An awe inspiring sight, I call it, rightly.
Mounds of white tusks,
I saw blacken, splinter, melt,
blazing in a green field
in Kenya in Africa.
From the bonfires of bone,
smoke rose to the sky.
The burning of ivory,
guarded by game wardens,
watched by silent crowds,
appalled by the work of fire.
A symbolic deed it was,
the people of Kenya
wanted the world to see,
to show they cared not for ivory,
but only for elephants.
Herds native to their land,
they wished to preserve.
The burning of ivory,
a protest against the poachers
who killed elephants for ivory
for nothing else but money.
"Wherever you are in the world,
if you wear ivory, shame on you,"
the spokeswoman said, defiantly,
stood alone, speaking to the microphone.
"What we do today proves that ivory
means nothing to us.
What we care about is elephants."
The burning of ivory
ended on the news
with a brief picture of elephants
moving slowly, in a long line,
down to a river for water,
in the grasslands of Kenya in Africa.
Bless those who work to preserve
the elephant, the whale, the gorilla,
the snow leopard, the white tiger,
the polar bear, the panda.
Bless the bee who gives us honey.
Curse the poacher who kills the elephant
for ivory, for nothing else but money.

Copyright, Philip Dodd

Ah, the wonderfulness of poetry   Peter 



At the risk of sounding a bit off the edge, I wrote the following poems to praise all of God’s Creation, including the flowers that bloom in spring and summer gardens, then rest as seeds, hopeful of passing the autumn and winter seasons undisturbed.
God the Father loved humanity so much He created the world for us. We are expected to be not only caretakers of the environment but admirers of his magnificent work. In our hectic lives, we find little, if any, time to appreciate the Master’s gifts. We fail to see ourselves in the cycle of a flower’s life: it lives, it dies, it is resurrected to live again.

Sal Buttaci


APPRECIATE THE SPRINGTIME

Don't forget to smell the other flowers,
not just red roses famous for their scent.
In your lifetime, they all delight the hours
of these passing years that we all spend.

Give time to the daffodil and daisy.
Touch their velvet petals wet with dew.
Don’t let life’s pressures drive you crazy.
Take the time to savor floral hues.

Sometimes we lose ourselves in worry.
We let the world take too much of our time.
                                                                                                                                     

It seems we’re always in a hurry.
A moment to reflect we cannot find.

Smell the lilac and the rhododendron.
Lose yourself in the yellow disk of asters.
Run your fingers along their green stems.
Pause. Reflect. Don’t make time your master.

God Who created all living things
Knows the name of everything He made.
Every flower that bloomed in every spring:
From first seed, to flower, to decay.

He put us all on earth to share His graces.
We need to open up our eyes and look around.
Go and spend some time in garden places
Where flowers of all kinds abound.

            

Yellow Daffodils
I saw the yellow daffodils in fields
Of dream one night, their petaled skins aglow
From beaming sun. They trembled even though
The wind was silent. Flower talk revealed
Their fear to me: “If only we could shield
Ourselves from summer’s end, survive the snow
That kills all greening things!  This is the woe
Of season’s change to which we flowers yield.”
I told those yellow daffodils the night  
I traveled sleep’s green gardens that nature 
Has laws no one escapes. We take our turn 
And fade away. Our lives are brief, a venture   
On Earth short-lived. We leave this world, take flight  
For brighter gardens. We do not return.

Make well of the time we have, and follow the advice above...Peter



Peter's poem~

It's springtime when the flowers grow
our eyes, ears, nose let us know
The poet's pen gets in the act
the words must flow, and that's a fact
The birds and bees new breaths do draw
a welcome relief from winter's claw
Not just the blossoms & the blooms that brighten up our life
it's open hearts & happiness blocking out world's strife
It's sad because our eyes don't close at sadness that abounds
some nations never feel relief sadness drowns the happy sounds
It takes a people just like we
to spread the word to help people see
The fighting and sadness are not the way
but loving, caring, & giving can save the day
We do our part, we spread the word
we hope & pray it will be heard
copyright, Peter



                         


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Gotta try this crispy potato bacon dish. WOW!



Butter Biscuits and Fairy-tales

The best part about a fairy tale is typically the happy-ending. I remember asking so many questions about the prince and his stallion. Where did he sleep when he wasn’t near a castle? What did he eat? Where did the witch buy her supplies? Did she make them from scratch? What do you cook for gnomes? Where do Fairy Godmothers buy glass slippers? When a story mentions red lips, does that mean she wore lipstick? Do the stepsisters grow out of being ugly like the Ugly duckling? What was inside Little Red Riding Hood’s basket? And so on and so on....
 I probably drove my parents bonkers with tons of inquisitive questions but they had to enjoy the fact that they could hold my attention for a short amount of time. Sadly, they couldn’t always answer all my inquiries so I ran to the library to read as much as I could about Dorothy and her friends from Oz, by Frank L. Baum. Inhaling books by E.B. White, Antoine de Saint Exupery or books by Jules Verne and any imaginative author who mingled reality and fantasy. I also often wondered whether Huck Finn really existed and if he did--how he managed to walk barefoot all summer?
But this post is about my mother’s butter biscuits. In Hungarian folklore, there’s usually a boy like Huck Finn or a girl, going on an adventure with their knapsack. It’s the magical way our parents pulled our imaginations into the story, ala The Princess Bride. Parents know that you can't go on a quest without tasty snacks. Most likely, he/she is running away to see the world and that’s where the story begins, because inside of the knapsack are the butter biscuits, which might best be described as a form of hard tack or scones, depending on the talent of the grandmother who made them. These are not soft biscuits, but crumbly ones that can survive a journey. In some tales, they have a coating of protective ash due to the old-fashioned method of dropping dough directly into the fire. 
My mother’s tiny tea biscuits are etched into my fading memories and I couldn’t replicate them if I tried. The following recipe is a satisfactory but easy version, nowhere near perfection. Mom used yeast and sour cream, creating a light, airy dough that once baked, melted upon contact with your tongue. Truly, her Pogacsas were in my mind anyway--legendary. Of course, Red Riding Hood’s basket contained this type of mouthwatering biscuit, because after all, a buttery, biscuit has to be memorable for it to be in a fairy tale.

Hello! I have two Ghanaian favorite recipes.I hope this would do for now.



 Ghanaian  Recipe
             By 
Jerry Sarkwah



(1)"Mpotompoto "
Ingredients
Onions
Cocoyam
Smoked fish/Smoked herrings
Palm oil or oil palm
Pepper
tomatoes
Garlic
Method
Peel the cocoyam and slice/dice into small sizes.
 Wash and  put them in to a saucepan with a cover.
 Add water, salt,grinded peppers,onions and put on fire.
Add fresh tomatoes  and cover to simmer for some time.
Add any spices of your choice.
Remove the tomatoes and grind it to the food.
Add garlic.
Put your smoked fish for about 11-15 minutes.
Finally,mash the the food with a wooden ladle in the saucepan.
 Heat the palm oil and add to the food it and serve.

(2)"Nkontomire" Stew/Palava Sauce
Ingredients
Bundle of Cocoyam leaves
3-4 tomatoes
Smoked salmon
Onions
1 cup ground melon seeds/"Agushie"
Salt 
Pepper
Palm oil /any type of oil you prefer.

Method
  Slice  cocoyam leaves and wash them.
Cut onions and tomatoes.
Grind pepper.
Remove  garlic covers.
Put the saucepan along with palm oil on fire and allow to heat.
Put your onions and allow to fry.
Add grinded pepper and tomatoes .
Add any spices and salt to the stew.
Add your washed cocoyam leaves to the stew.
Cover the saucepan and leave to simmer for sometime.
Add "agushhie" and smoked/canned fish and cover until it is well cooked.
Serve with rice,cooked yam,plaintain,potatoe (ampesi).





Copyright (c) 2017 Jerry Sarkwah



6 comments:

  1. I am so impressed with all of the writers, poets, and artist in this magazine. Top people. Thank you for allowing us to read your words.
    Pattimari

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  2. Thank you very much for including the cover of my book, Still the Dawn: Poems and Ballads, and three of my poems in your fine magazine. It is very well put together and is interesting and refreshing to read.

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    1. Good work done, I really appreciate your hard work and thanks again for adding my recipe to your fine magazine.

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  4. Great submissions to this May issue!

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  5. This is the first time I have read the PnPAuthor Magazine and I must say I was very impressed. Illness and surgery for my husband and me has slowed me down over the last several months, but now we are both recovering well. I plan to contribute more and be more involved with PnP. Thank you for highlighting my blog entry about Keep Your Face to the Sunshine.

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