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A Wall Street Bailout For Main Street

Title: A Wall Street Bailout for Main Street
By: Dr. Iris Mack
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Publication Date: December 8, 2016
Genre: Non-Fiction

About the Book:

In her new book, Dr. Mack shows investors on Main Street how to make money by renting their stocks! That’s right! Investors can actually “rent” stocks in their portfolios by trading covered call options. This conservative investment strategy allows investors to generate extra cash flow in their portfolios. The covered call options strategy is so safe, it is suitable for most retirement accounts. By the time you finish reading this book, you will agree that this conservative investment strategy is indeed bulletproof!

 

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Company Name: MainStBailout
Contact Person: Dr. Iris Mack
Email: imack@mainstbailout.com
Website: www.mainstbailout.com

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Ms. Creant: The Wrong Doers!

Title: Ms. Creant: The Wrong Doers!
By: E. A. Barker
Genre: Nonfiction

Book Excerpt: Ms. Creant: The Wrong Doers!
Life With Women: The Long-Awaited Instruction Manual

This book was created for everyone from young adults to seniors. It was written from a male’s point of view, speaking to men who are endlessly struggling to understand the opposite sex. For women, this is a fascinating journey inside the male psyche. The book gives a young reader a glimpse of the future, with a recommended timeline for key life events. Mature readers, who have already experienced much of what is discussed in the book, should come away with a new found understanding and perhaps even closure. Ms. Creant is a controversial, entertaining, yet informative look at everything which influences human behaviour including relationships, life, health, biology, philosophy, sociology, theology, politics, genetics—even physics. E. A. Barker shares twenty-four “inappropriate” stories of life with women. The author based these stories of women behaving badly on his real life experiences, spanning four decades of his search for an ideal partner. The lessons taken away from the book will serve to help readers make better choices, become more aware, grow and change—at any stage of life.

Author Bio: E. A. Barker believes he is an average guy in mid-life who has led a mostly average life. His readers may not agree with his assessment. The single biggest difference between him and most other people is his pursuit of knowledge. Throughout his life, he never stopped asking the simplest question: Why? E. A. describes himself as a collector of ideas and a purveyor of dot connections. He attempts to present his findings in an entertaining fashion in an effort to encourage people to read—especially men who are reading far too little these days. E. A is an advocate of education for its ability to affect social reform and actively promotes the idea that a global conscience is possible.

Author Contact Links:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MsCreantTheWrongDoers/

Website:  http://MsCreant.EABarker.com

Where to purchase the book: e-books:
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ISBNs
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Just a Boy Like Me…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Title of Book: Just a Boy Like Me…
By: Ray McCoy
Genre: Non-fiction, history, Military, WWII

Book Excerpt:

My uncle had written scores of letters to his family in Crossville from the day he reached Fort Oglethorpe to the last letter he wrote in the Replacement Depot in Italy. He was killed in a small town just outside of Rome during the Allied push from Anzio. A year earlier, he met Beecher Seegraves and Artis Winningham on the bus to basic training in June 1943 and they became instant friends. They all three had a lot in common. They were farm boys, they loved their country, and they all had the same burning desire to be back home. Two of the three would make it back to fall in love, marry, and raise a family back in Tennessee. This book is the story about these three boys sent miles away from the comfort of home to fight for the way of life that we enjoy today. Beecher and Artis give us first-hand accounts about what life was like in the war in Europe. My Uncle Andrew’s story had to come from the recollections of Beecher and Artis, the 3rd Division after action reports and his letters home. We will never know exactly what happened to Andrew, but we know what was on his mind… “he’s just a boy like me…always thinking of home.”

Author Bio: Ray McCoy was born in the small town of Manchester, TN and grew up around several WWII veterans and a father who inspired his love for American History. He heard stories of an Uncle who was killed during the breakout of Anzio in WWII, and a grandfather who survived the war. He enjoys interviewing combat veterans and sharing their stories through his writing. Ray is the author of “General Quarters!”, a nonfiction story about a signalman caught up in the war in the Pacific. He is also the author of the combat story of his Uncle and the comrades from the 3rd and 45th Army divisions who served with him during WWII. His second book is titled “Just a Boy Like Me…”

Author Contact Links:

E-mail: Rtmccoy@charter.net
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/rtmccoy
Twitter: @raymccoy12

Where to purchase the book: Createspace paperback at https://www.createspace.com/6672399

Kindle/paperback at Amazon.com

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Spring Forward Book Attack

Do you like to read? Do you like free books? Of course, you do! This is Goodreads!
Support for Indie Authors is proud to announce our first Free & Bargain Book event of 2017!

Load up your Kindle with more than 125 free and 99¢ book deals in a wide variety of genres!

Details: For three days beginning Friday, March 31st and running through Sunday, April 2nd, visit our event website to nab a whack load of free and 99¢ Kindle ebooks by our indie author members.

That’s it! No RSVP, no obligation, and best of all, no need to put on pants!* Some books will be offered all three days, but there are many one day only freebies, so make sure to check the site each day!

*Pants are only optional if you are browsing our event from the comfort of your home. SIAFBB is not responsible for pantsless readers wandering aimlessly in public spaces.

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When Mrs. Bookmark applies for a kitchen job

A Scheduled Book Tour

My Mum, the Dinner Lady by R. B.N. Bookmark

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It was April 1972, and I had settled down fairly well at St Iggy’s. The initial brawls to establish my middle ranking in the class hierarchy were over, and for the most part, I’d arrive home with my clothes and nose still intact.

The miners’ strike was in full swing, and Britain had become a cold and dark place to live.

One of our neighbours had hit upon the idea of making her own candles, a very enterprising thing to do in light of the “dark” economic situation at the time. My mum bought a few, but within minutes of them being lit, the room would smell of chip fat and other more nondescript odours of a dubious nature. We persuaded Mum not to buy any more, and the earth’s ozone layer was given a short reprieve.

One morning at school assembly, Mr. Bishop announced that the school was looking for a new dinner lady to work in the kitchen and if we knew of anyone to tell them to get in touch with the head. When I arrived home later that day, I mentioned it to Mum, as she was always going on about returning to work now we were grown up.

“If you like I’ll speak to the headmaster and book an appointment for you to come over.”

Mum couldn’t say yes fast enough, and the next day I knocked on Mr. Bishop’s door. “Come in,” said that all-too-familiar commanding deep voice.

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Happy Birthday to Me!

happy-birthdaybeautiful-hd-picToday’s my Birthday and I sent out invitations for others to join me, however, everyone seemed to be too busy so I am eating CAKE all by myself.

Like my invitation stated, I am promoting all genres today even though February is Romance month.

And since no one wanted to party…guess you all had to big of a night on Sunday night after the Super Bowl Game…I am partying by myself.

If you would like a chance to win a copy of one of the books below, subscribe to my newsletter before midnight (Feb. 7th).  I will choose the winner on Feb. 8th.

http://www.sparkinganvil.com/cindy.html

Take time to visit the authors below and sign up for their newsletters.

 

 

by Clementine Paddleford and Cynthia Harris

Stories Paddleford wrote about her childhood.

  • Hometown Appetites, The Story of
    Clementine Paddleford the Forgotten Food Writer Who Chronicled How America Ate

by Cynthia Harris and Kelly Alexander

You can only get this book in Paperback and Kindle, if you would like to purchase a hardcover, I will be happy to sell you a copy.

Website – http://www.sparkinganvil.com/cindy.html

Twitter – https://twitter.com/Cyn_Harris

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  • The Yellow Hoods Series

by Adam Dreece

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Twitter: @AdamDreece
Signed copies available at TheYellowHoods.com/Store

 

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by Jason B. Ladd
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Featuring Children, Tweens & YA Authors

Are you a Children’s Author?

Do you write for tweens?

What about Young Adults?

I am paying it forward in 2017 by featuring authors on my blog.

Sign up for me to feature you on the Feature Calendar page!feature-md

Occasionally, there will be bonus material, giveaways, reviews and more!

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2 Days Before Christmas

No books today!

Instead, I am going to tell a favorite Christmas story.

In 1988, my husband asked me what I wanted or needed for Christmas.

I am a simple person and I don’t need or want much of anything.  I thought about what to say to him and this is what I said: “I want a Christmas Sock stuffed full of fruits, nuts, and candy just like when I was a kid on Christmas morn.”

I didn’t think much about it in the coming days, however, I should have known better.

You see, the first Christmas we spent together after meeting, he asked me the same thing and my response was: “I want a red jeep, a million dollars, and a trip around the world for two.”

On Christmas day, I got exactly what I asked for, but not in my way of thinking, yet it was funny.

monopoly-money2I got a red plastic toy jeep that was parked in the driveway between two vehicles.  I got a million dollars of Monopoly Game money and I got my trip around the world for two by him placing a world globe in the middle of the living room floor and walking me around it.

So, you see.  I really should have seen what was coming.

76881450e85d781040c3eebd9b0d8b04mixedchristmasnutsOn Christmas morn, 1988, I got up and there on the back of a chair in the dining room was one of my hubby’s sock stuffed full of fruit, nuts, and candies–all from my childhood: apples, oranges, grapefruit, bananas, English walnuts, hazelnuts, etc. and the ribbon Christmas candy, etc.

It really did bring back my childhood memories and tears flooded my eyes.

So, this year, when you hang your stocking with care, ask your parents and/or grandparents what did they receive in their stockings on Christmas morn.

One thing is for sure, it was probably nothing electronic!

Enjoy yourself today and this evening and on Christmas Eve, don’t rush around like a chicken with its head cut off.  Instead, enjoy your family and/or friends, eat what you want (in moderation), and laugh.

And if you are a church going person, go to church and enjoy the candlelight service.

Wishing Peace to Everyone!

Merry Christmas!

Cindy Harris

P. S.  Don’t forget to leave a comment so you can be entered into my giveaway of a $25 Amazon Gift Card.  Drawing to take place on January 7th.

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Leaving Galway

12Title: Leaving Galway
By: James Linnane
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Publication Date: August 8, 2016
Genre: Non-Fiction, Short Stories

Book Excerpt:

My First Tree

I remember distinctly the day I cut down my first tree.  I was eight years old.

I used to pal around with the only other boy in our small village around my age named Patrick.  Patrick was four years older than me.  He was stronger, bigger and smarter than me, so I always played second fiddle, with regard to who was boss.  He once told me he was going to be a doctor and years later I can tell you that’s just what he did.  Our village was, at that time, in a remote part of County Galway.  We were both farmer’s sons, fond of the fields, the seashore and the open air.  At the weekend and on holidays when there was no school we would spend time together when we had no homework or farm work to do and we always invented some sort of adventure for ourselves.

On that day we decided to build ourselves a hut in a remote, inaccessible corner of one of my father’s fields.  The spot was picked.  We trampled down the vegetation around it and so it began.  Somewhere along the way, and for some reason best known to ourselves at that time, now well and truly forgotten, we decided nothing would do us but to cut down some unfortunate Ash tree for the main structure.  We intended to build a framework, which we would cover with plastic bags, to keep out the rain, with leaves and branches to camouflage it from prying eyes.  It would be our secret hiding place.

I was duly dispatched to get tools in my father’s shed.  My father’s precious tools, a risky venture at best, but he was well occupied, as he usually was, and I crept in and then out laden with an old saw, two formidable hatchets and some plastic bags, unseen.  I sped down the fields as fast as my burdens would permit me, which probably was not too fast.  Patrick had been waiting at a safe distance and met me along the way to assist with my load.  When we arrived back we surveyed the doomed tree.

We began to work.  Our abundance of enthusiasm was only matched by our total ineptitude and lack of skill.  I began sawing like a man possessed.  The saw bounced and slipped, bucked and buckled.  I nearly fell over a couple of times, sweat poured from my brow and then Patrick took his turn.  Truly he fared no better than I.  Finally, the saw stuck fast and neither of us could move it.  A titan struggle ensued and finally the saw was free.  It was decided to finish the job with the hatchets.  We were about as good with the hatchets as we were with the saw, or maybe worse, and it amazes me that we did not kill or maim each other.

We both walloped the poor tree till we were fit to drop.  The tree stooped unimpressed and unmoving while we lay on the ground panting and sweating, red faced and beaten.  The tree seemed to bear only minor scars despite our exertions and for a while, it looked as if we might well be beaten.

But perseverance and downright stubbornness are a funny thing and we were country lads with boundless energy, raised on farm work, hurling, plenty of fresh air and home cooking.  Our swearing vocabulary, at that time was quite limited, but we used them all just the same as we renewed our efforts yet again.  Still being raised on the rosary and mass on Sunday we chose not to overdo it lest a bolt of lightning strike us down.

We grunted, chopped, sweated and thumped as the day wore on.  The day became sunny it compounded our hardships.  Hands began to blister and bleed our shirts were off, wood chips lay scattered all around, but the tree still stood.  We rested and worked alternately and spasmodically.  Our tired limbs ached and throbbed as we whacked the pock mark trunk, inflicting more grievous, gaping wounds on the already wounded tree.  On towards evening the tree let out an almost inaudible groan and a slight shudder.  We attacked it with renewed zeal and it was I who struck the mortal blow, allowing us to pull it down, narrowly avoiding being pinned underneath it, however, we survived.

Having succeeded in our efforts, we trimmed its branches and tried to fit it to our hut, only to be convinced that it wouldn’t do.  We duly discarded our hard won prize.  It lay there, accusing, its naked stump, blatant in its starkness, a dying thing and we the villians of the plot.

It was getting late as we donned our shirts, collected the tools and gazed again at the say dejected tree lying prone and smitten.  We hid the plastic bags before we headed home.

I felt slightly nervous as I bade my friend goodnight wondering what my father might do if he should notice the unnecessary havoc we had wrought and left.  I quietly replaced the tools in the shed.  As I walked towards our house I felt elation tinged with sadness.  We had, had a grand adventure, I had cut down my first tree.  I don’t know if we ever finished that hut, I don’t think we did.  Youth is always fickle and restless, so certain yet so foolish and I was all of these things even at that age, a country lad just starting to grow with a head full of nonsense, coupled with a childish wisdom and a question for every answer.

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Author Bio:

James Linnane was born in County Galway Ireland in 1962. The youngest of a family of 10 children. The son of a building foreman/farmer and mother who essentially ran the farm while raising the family. James has lived in various parts of Ireland, has had various jobs and a career spanning barwork, security, construction and engineering.

His first book Never take an Irishman seriously unless he’s armed was published in New York in 1988, his sec­ond book, a novel(The Life and Times of a Gotcha) was released in 2011 and his third, The Potless Generation (a book of poetry) was released in 2014.

James has been a member of various writing groups including The Boyne Writers, The Meath Writers, and Splinter4all among whom James has many good friends. He has been widely published in various publications be­sides his own books. James is also involved with doing vol­untary work and with festival groups like Scurloughstown Olympiad.

James now lives in Ballivor County Meath with his wife and 2 daughters.

Connect with James:

Blog: jameslinnanebookchatcorner.blogspot.ie

Email: Jameslinn48@gmail.com

 

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