Cover Revealing For The Investigative Paranormal Society Cookbook by Charles F. French

I love Cook Books and this one is truly a keeper!

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Hello to everyone! I am excited to reveal the cover of my upcoming book The Investigative Paranormal Society Cookbook in which characters from my two novels, Maledicus: The Investigative Paranormal Society, Book 1 and Gallows Hill: The Investigative Paranormal Society, Book 2 give a variety of their favorite recipes.

The wonderful book designer is Judy Bullard
http://www.customebookcovers.com . I recommend her highly!

Unlike the villains the heroes in my books battle, I hope these recipes do not frighten you. Instead, I hope they entice your appetite.

I will shortly give the release date for the book!

Happy reading and Good Eating!

GallowsHillFinalCoverEbookGallows Hill can be found here in ebook.

Gallows Hill in paperback can be found here.

An interview about Gallows Hill can be found here.

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Please follow the following links to find my novel:

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Thank you!

The book trailer:

Maledicus:Investigative Paranormal Society Book I

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The red devil ballerina

Robbie, I love this, the Red Devil Ballerina. It is beautiful and devilishly charming and the cutest Ballerina I have ever seen. Thank you sharing.

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IMG_0027Little Miss Christmas Cracker on the stage in Chocolate Land – I don’t have a picture of a red devil [smile]

When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a ballerina just like hundreds of other little girls all over the world. My mother, being a kind and understanding woman, indulged me in this desire and I attended ballet classes from when I was five years old.

When I was seven, I was a good enough ballerina to participate in the annual ballet concert hosted by my ballet school. My class of small girls were to perform the dance of the ladybird. I am sure you know the nursery rhyme which goes:

“Ladybird, ladybird,

Fly away home,

Your house is on fire

And your children all gone;

All except one

And that’s little Ann,

And she has crept under

The warming pan.”

When the great day arrived, my…

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Climate change increases risk of wars

Please, everyone listen to this. This is what is happening in America.

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This 12 June 2019 video from the USA says about itself:

Climate Change Concentration Camps

Family separation is one of the most controversial actions the Trump administration has taken and now the victims of climate change may be the next locked in cages.

Climate change refugees are on their way and the Trump administration is preparing for them by housing migrants where Japanese Americans were interned during WWII.

Is Donald Trump creating Climate Change Concentration Camps?

This 10 June 2019 video from Stanford University in the USA says about itself:

Synthesizing views from experts in different fields, a new study led by Katharine Mach, Director of the Stanford Environment Assessment Facility, and co-authored by Kenneth Schultz, Professor of Political Science at Stanford, finds that climate has affected the risk of armed conflict to date and its impact is expected to increase substantially with future warming.

As a Dutch…

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Quotations on Imagination

Chares F. French as posted, I think, three of the most influential quotes on Imagination that have initiated and produced some of the greatest works of art in writing and everything else under the sun. Where would we be without it? Imagination has changed our lives in multiply directions, as in our written works, art, inventions of all kinds, medicine, lifestyles, and has created more jobs than anyone could ever have imagined, except those people that did.

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“Imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were, but without it we go nowhere.”

                                                                  Carl Sagan

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“The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless.”

                                                                 Jean-Jacques Rousseau

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“Love what you do and do what you love. Don’t listen to anyone else who tells you not to do it. You do what you want, what you love. Imagination should be the center of your life.”

                                                                 Ray Bradbury

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A Sue Vincent Write#Prompt: Choices

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The earth is desolate now, even the ocean’s sand runs red. There are but a few of us left, but not enough of plant life left or cow or fowl or fish to eat. We had choices to prevent this end of everything we know. No one of import took it seriously, what lay ahead, though we were told a thousand times, and much sooner did the end come than we could have imagined.

It maybe too late for us that remain, but the earth will renew itself after many millenniums. It will begin again, as has happened many times before.

I am sad for all those we have lost and to think I regretted getting old, now, no longer an option. We buried as many as we could, but now most are fodder for the earth’s renewal, as I will be as well.

So, all is not lost and perhaps some of the most hardy and young will survive when the coming ice age arrives very soon. The ice age has a way of cleansing the earth to support life once more. This is a gift and I hope those that are left will see it for the blessing it is.

Yet, within me, there is this will to fight on, to not give up hope, to survive as well as I can, and that is my choice.

 

 

The Song of the Birds – Guest Post by, Kevin Morris…

These poems, from the book of poetry, The Writer’s Pen and Other Poems by K. Morris are so beautiful.

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As a child, I spent a good deal of time with my grandfather. He was a lover of birds an I do, I believe derive my affection for our feathered friends from him. I recollect a nesting box attached to the garden shed, and my feeling of excitement when BlueTits where born. I also remember the bird table which attracted a great variety of birds. 

Of course birdsong acts as a means of attracting a mate or warning off other birds who might trespass on the teritory of the songster. Nonetheless we humans find in the song of the birds an answering call within our own hearts. Their singing can bring joy to mind, or they may speak to us of sadness. A wonderful instance of the latter, can be found in Robert Frost’s poem “A Late Walk”:  

“And when I come to the garden ground, 

The…

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