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Author, Bob Mustin on tour

 

Bob Mustin was born in Louisiana, USA. He attended the U.S. Naval Academy, Louisiana Tech University, and the University of North Carolina, Asheville. He holds a BS degree in Civil Engineering from La Tech and a Master of Liberal Arts degree with an emphasis on creative writing from UNC-Asheville.

He has worked in Georgia, USA, as a structural designer, specification writer, and transportation administrator. He has been an instructor in writing skills, and has served as a mentor. He’s also been a North Carolina Writers Network writer-in-residence at Peace College under the late Doris Betts. In the early ’90s, he was the editor of a small literary journal, The Rural Sophisticate, based in Georgia. His work has appeared in The Rockhurst Review, Elysian Fields Quarterly, Cooweescoowee, Under The Sun, Gihon River Review, Reflections Literary Journal, and at thesquaretable.com, raving dove, Sport Literate, The Externalist, Language and Culture, Imitation Fruit, and R.KV.R.Y in electronic form. A creative nonfiction piece won the North Carolina Writer’s Network Rose Post Award for Creative Non-Fiction in 2007.

He continues to write and publish novels, short fiction and non-fiction.

Book Genre: Literary, general fiction
Publisher: AuthorMike Ink Publishers
Release Date: March 2012
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Book Description:

Step inside Sam’s and you can play a game of eight ball, nurse a beer, or get to know a wayward preacher, a reformed hooker, an Iraq vet amputee – or Sam himself. You may watch a baby being born, see a deadly knife fight, or simply hear tall tales. But there’s always a rough-hewn truth within the lies, and Sam’s there to manage everything from birth to death with a righteous cant. All things considered, it isn’t a bad world. Sam’s Place is a collection of interwoven short stories that revolve around a local watering hole in the Alabama town of Striven. Pull up a chair and get to know the locals in this powerful and entertaining world that is Sam’s Place.

Excerpt:

The scarlet and white neon sign hanging over the entry to Sam’s Place began to swing, adding its creaks to the cold front’s moan. As the sign swayed, crimson shadows swept to and fro over scalloped gravel in the pool hall’s parking lot. A rangy teen-aged boy slipped from the surrounding thicket of Alabama pine and into view, his tee shirt bleached to a luminous white by the lights of an approaching semi on the two-lane. He hurried past crumpled plastic beer cups aglow with the oncoming glare, his black, high-top canvas shoes skirting a thick, odorous pudding of puke. With little more than a glance, he passed a man and woman grinding out their lubricious urges against a pickup cab. Then he leaped and cleared the three tiers of cinderblock steps to the pool hall’s threshold and opened the door to a wedge of dim light.

Inside the long, one-room building sat eight felt-covered tables, a wide aisle separating the two rows of four. An oak bar at the opposite end filled most of the building’s width, a rear door to the left. Multicolored neon beer lights clung to the rear wall, bubbling and flashing, indifferent to all else. Fluorescent fixtures hung over the tables, suspended as if by some nocturnal alchemy, the light fixing ghostly images within layers of cigarette smoke.

A lanky man, shirttail out, leaned on his pool cue at the nearest table. Opposite him stood a short, bald man named Wilson, his dress shirt stained yellow at the armpits, its buttons straining to contain a drooping gut. A woman, Noxanne, her sweatshirt pushing I BAMA at the world, muttered irritably and glanced to Wilson. She cocked an ample hip, plumbed a pocket, and handed a gobbet of greenbacks to the lanky one. Along the plank wall adjacent to the front door, hangers-on watched, solemn as cigar store Indians, their smokes hanging from lips and fingers. The lanky man took Noxanne’s money, put up his cue, slipped past the boy who had just entered, and left.

Across the aisle, a tall, stoop-shouldered man in thinning suit pants and a dress shirt with rolled-up sleeves scratched at his oily shock of graying hair, grinned, and approached his table.

“Two left,” he said. “Anybody want me to call ‘em?”

“No point to it, Slim,” said someone along the wall. ” You got too much mojo tonight.” Laughter slithered through smoke and darkness.

Slim looked to his opponent, who refused to retreat from the table. Slim jabbed his cue at two corner pockets and then slid his cigarette to the table’s edge. The cue ball clicked against one striped ball, then the other. The balls rumbled into their appointed pockets, and the cue ball rebounded away.

Slim’s opponent slammed a boot heel into the floor planking. Without a word, he broke down his cue, pulled on his coat, and departed.

“Shitfire,” someone whispered, voice tinged with awe, “you see that?”

Donnie, a short, snaggletoothed man of early middle age, offered to buy Slim a whiskey. Slim covered a cough and shook no, planted his cigarette in the thin line of his mouth, and grabbled a spray of twenties from the table’s edge. He peered into the shadows. “Anybody else got a game for me?”

“No fools here,” somebody said. Those around the spectator laughed – a staccato chorus of nervous praise.

Slim offered a wry smile. “Always some fool hoping to push you off the heap, though.” He dragged a Coke crate from against the nearby wall, stood it on end. Setting a foot on it, he leaned an elbow onto the up-bent knee and looked from face to face. “I ever tell y’all about that time in upper state New York? I was shooting with this fellow from Ohio, see? He come up to me, drunk as all get-out, bragging and waving money, so I said what the hell. Drunk as he was, he run the table on me nine straight times. Nine, I’m telling you!”

He spoke of finally beating the man, then of meeting him again in Minnesota, of playing him in the finals of a big tourney. Pausing, he licked spume from a corner of his mouth and spat a wad of dark phlegm to the plank floor.

“Did you whup ‘im in Duluth, Slim?” a beery voice asked.

“Damn right. I took him for his whole stake. But I’ll tell you what. If I ever see him again, I’ll just shake hands and ease out the door. I hear Lady Luck has been smiling real pretty for him lately.”

“Ah, you’d take him, Slim.”

“Maybe.” Slim laughed. “Well, hell, yeah, I’d probably do just that.”

The boy edged close. He reached deep and tossed a wadded bill onto Slim’s table.

Sam’s Place fell silent. All eyes turned.

 

 

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Einstein Relatively Simple by Ira Mark Egdall

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Einstein Relatively Simple: Our Universe Revealed in Everyday Language

Ira Mark Egdall

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Ira Mark Egdall is also the author of the eBook Unsung Heroes of the Universe and a popular science writer for DecodedScience.com. He is a retired aerospace program manager with an undergraduate degree in physics from Northeastern University. Mark now teaches lay courses in modern physics at Lifelong Learning Institutes at Florida International University, the University of Miami, and Nova Southeastern University. He also gives entertaining talks on Einstein and time travel. When not thinking about physics, Mark spends his time playing with his grandchildren and driving his wife of 45 years crazy.

Author Links

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Book Genre: Popular Science

Publisher: World Scientific Publishing

Release Date: February 24, 2014

Book Description:

Einstein Relatively Simplebrings together for the first time an exceptionally clear explanation of both special and general relativity. It is for people who always wanted to understand Einstein’s ideas but never thought it possible.

Told with humor, enthusiasm, and rare clarity, this entertaining book reveals how a former high school drop-out revolutionized our concepts of space and time. From E=mc2 and everyday time travel to black holes and the big bang, the book takes us all, regardless of any scientific background, on a mindboggling journey through the depths of Einstein’s universe.

Along the way, we track Einstein through the perils and triumphs of his life — follow his thinking, his logic, and his insights — and chronicle the audacity, imagination, and sheer genius of the man recognized as the greatest scientist of the modern era.

Excerpt from Chapter 14, Einstein’s Masterpiece.

The Lost Years . . .

Berlin

In July 1913, Max Planck and Walther Nernst approached Einstein with

a tantalizing offer — a professorship in Berlin, the “world-capital” of phys-

ics, and membership in the prestigious Prussian Academy of Sciences.13,14

At age 34, he would be appointed to Director of the Kaiser Wilhelm

Physical Institute and Professor in the University of Berlin, and become

the youngest member of the Prussian Academy of Sciences — the

“premier scientific society of all Europe.”15 In addition, he would have no

teaching responsibilities nor any real administrative duties.

After five months of consideration, Einstein accepted the offer. He

left Zurich Poly the following spring, and moved back with his family to

the country of his birth. On arrival in Berlin, he remarked:

The Germans are gambling on me as they would on a prize-winning hen,

but I don’t know if I can still lay eggs.16

On June 28, 1914, four days before Einstein gave his inaugural

address to the Prussian Academy, a Serbian nationalist assassinated

Archduke Franz Ferdinand, heir to Austria-Hungary’s throne, and his

wife, Sophie, while they were visiting Sarajevo.17 With the pretext he had

been looking for, Austro-Hungarian Emperor Franz Joseph declared war

on Serbia a month later. World War I, the “War to End All Wars,” had

begun.

On July 31, Serbian ally Russia mobilized its armed forces. The next

day, Austria-Hungary’s ally Germany declared war on Russia. Two days

later, she declared war on France, and then on neutral Belgium to flank

France. In response, Britain declared war on Germany. On August 6,

Austria-Hungary declared war on Russia. The continent was soon ablaze

with the bloodiest and most inexplicable war in its history.

In September of 1914, ninety-three prominent German scientists,

scholars, and artists, including Max Planck, signed a manifesto which

declared support for the Kaiser and the war effort.18 Albert Einstein re-

fused to sign. Two months later, he put his signature on a counter-manifesto

calling for peace. Only four others dared sign.

Europe in her insanity has started something unbelievable. At such times

as this one realizes what a sorry species of animal one belongs to.

Albert Einstein

To make matters worse, Einstein’s marriage to Mileva Marić was on

the rocks. As his fame grew, her resentment over the time he spent outside

the home and on his physics grew accordingly.

In the spring of 1912, while a professor in Prague, Einstein had recon-

nected with his cousin Elsa Löwenthal, a divorcée with two grown daughters

who lived in Berlin.20Unhappy at home, he began a romantic correspondence.

After several failed attempts at reconciliation, Mileva left Berlin in July

of 1914 and returned to Zurich with the two boys. (See Fig. 14.3.) Seeing

his sons off at the station, Albert “bawled like a little boy.”21He wrote to

Elsa; “They used to shout with joy when I came … Now they will be gone

forever.”

Einstein’s mother Pauline was delighted with the news. She had always

disliked Marić intensely. “Oh, if your poor Papa had only lived to see it!”

she told her son.

In the bitter summer of 1915, Albert Einstein found himself at the lowest

point of his adult life. Not since his parents had left him in the hated Munich

gymnasium and moved to Italy had he felt such despair. With the continent

and much of the world raging with war, his health deteriorating due to lack

of food, his children virtually unreachable in Zurich, and his new theory of

gravity at a dead end, his only solace was the growing attentions of Elsa.

But for Einstein it was literally the dark before the dawn . . .

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Freezer-Friendly Recipes

 

Author Bio:

Diane Krause is a Southern girl who began cooking and baking at a very young age. She’s the former owner-operator of Dinner Creations, and still enjoys sharing Jalapeno-Stuffed Chicken and King Ranch Chicken with those she loves. Diane currently works as a freelance writer and editor. She’s the author of a short inspirational book for writers, 25 Ways to Create Classic Characters Readers Will Love, and is currently at work on her second cookbook.

Author and book links:

http://www.thedianekrause.com

http://www.dinnercreationscookbook.com

Twitter: @DianeKrause2

Genre: Cookbooks

Publisher: Southern Road Press

Release Date: 2nd edition released 7/14/13; Original release September 2009

Purchase link (Amazon): http://tinyurl.com/nxhuco6

Book Description:

The Dinner Creations Cookbook is a collection of more than 130 delicious freezer-friendly recipes.


Dinner Creations was a meal assembly business that operated in Friendswood, Texas from 2004 to 2008. With this cookbook, you can enjoy the Dinner Creations favorites in your own home. Among those favorites are:

  • King Ranch Chicken
  • and Dumplings
  • Jalapeno-Stuffed Chicken
  • Baked Salmon in Puff Pastry
  • Herb Crusted Flank Steak
  • Guiltless Brownies
  • ….and many more!

Each recipe includes freezer preparation instructions, and as an added bonus, printable freezer labels – complete with thawing and cooking instructions – are available at www.dinnercreationscookbook.com.

INTRODUCTION

Dinner Creations operated in Friendswood, Texas, from 2004 to 2008 and was one of the first meal assembly businesses in the Houston area.

Through the business of Dinner Creations, we gained a whole new family. We shared life stories, celebrated weddings, and rejoiced over the addition of new little ones to families. We watched people provide care and comfort to others through the gift of food and considered it a blessing to be a part of that caring. We made new friends, and we had a very good time doing the business of Dinner Creations.

This book is a collection of the recipes from Dinner Creations. Perhaps these recipes will enrich your family, and maybe even help you extend a bit of care to those around you.

From all of us who have been a part of Dinner Creations, thank you for letting us have a place around your dinner table.

—Diane Krause

Owner, Dinner Creations

BACK-TO-SCHOOL OATMEAL BARS

Yields 24 bars

3/4 cup butter, softened 3/4 cup brown sugar 1/3 cup sugar 1 egg

1 1/2 tsp. vanilla extract 1 1/2 cups flour 1 tsp. baking soda 2 cups quick-cooking oats 3/4 cups chocolate chips, or other flavored chips 1/2 cup raisins

1/2 cup nuts, chopped (optional)

Preheat oven to 350° F. Spray a 9 x 13 baking pan with nonstick cooking spray, or line with foil.

Cream softened butter with sugars. Add egg and vanilla extract and mix well. Stir together the flour and baking soda, then add to butter mixture. Stir in oats, chips and raisins. Spread batter into prepared pan. Bake for 25-30 minutes or until golden brown. Cool in pan, then cut into bars.

FREEZER PREPARATION:Mix batter as directed and spread in pan; do not bake. Cover tightly, label and freeze.

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Author Andrew Hess on Virtual Book Tour

The Phoenix Blade

by Andrew Hess

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Andrew Hess (1983-present) was born in Lindenhurst, NY where he spent most of his life. After living in the New Paltz/Poughkeepsie, NY area for five years (2003-2008) he returned home to Long Island to pursue his dream of writing. Andrew published his first book, The Chamber of Souls (2011), where he blended free verse poetry and short story into one book.

Genre: Action/Drama

Publisher: CreateSpace

Release Date: April 24, 2013

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Book Description:

Follow the journey of Andrew Lancaster and his friends as they are thrown in the middle of the biggest government conspiracy to hit the United States. Andrew is contacted by a man known only as the Benefactor.; claiming to be a government official that has been monitoring Lancaster and his friends. He is told they have enough evidence to arrest them for treason, but would like to hire them instead for a top secret government project. As a bonus the Benefactor says he will reveal something Lancaster has wanted to know for the last six years. Who killed his mother.

Excerpt:

“Prologue

Bright white lights. It was the first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes.
“Just relax Mr. Lancaster,” a stern woman’s voice said as she laid a hand on my chest; forcing me back to the bed. “You’ve been through a major ordeal and need your rest.”
I tried to push myself up on the bed, but found my arms tied down with restraints.
“What’s going on? Where am I?”
“Relax, you’re in good hands.”
I craned my neck to look through the window on a solid door. I thought I saw a woman with short brown hair. She looked familiar. I continued to fight the restraints. I was always claustrophobic and being pinned to a plain white bed didn’t help that feeling.
“Mr. Lancaster, you need to relax,” the woman said.
My eyes cleared; allowing me to see a tall heavy set woman dressed in white standing over my bed. Her surgical mask told me something was off. I struggled to get free, but was locked in too tight. The woman reached for a syringe and placed it into my IV.
“This should calm you down.” My vision blurred and my body felt limp. The woman’s voice sounded like she was yelling down a long hallway. “He should be out any minute.”
“Good bring him downstairs,” a stern male voice said. My eyes closed as I was wheeled out of the room forcefully.
When I awoke, I was back in my parent’s old house; sprawled out on the old brown living room carpet. The TV clicked on and recaps of last night’s baseball games were playing. I looked up and saw a teenage boy lying on the couch with the remote in hand.
“Steve,” I asked while pulling myself off the floor. He didn’t flinch or respond when I called his name. His eyes were fixated on the TV and wouldn’t budge.
I sat down on the love seat and wondered why he couldn’t hear me. A woman’s voice could be heard coming down the hallway. A short woman with shoulder length blond hair entered the room with a slightly chubby sixteen year old boy.
“Now Andrew, you’re in charge while I’m gone. Make sure your brother doesn’t get into any trouble and no rough housing.”
“Yes mom.” I looked at the boy and realized it was a younger version of me.
“Hey mom,” Steven said from the couch. “Can you bring us home lunch?”
“What’s wrong with what’s in the fridge?”
“I’m sick of having soup and making sandwiches. Can you bring us home something different?”
“Fine,” she reached into her purse and pulled out a twenty dollar bill and placed it on the fireplace mantle. “Order yourselves a pizza and try to save me some. I’ll be back in two hours.”
I watched the teenage version of Steven and I waive to our mother through the window as she approached her car. I knew what this was. I dreamt it every night. I stepped through the front door to stop her from leaving. The house was gone, and then found myself standing on the side of the road. A handful of police, fire, and rescue trucks had it blocked off trying to put out a car fire.
“MOM,” I shouted while running towards her overturned car as it burst into flames. Tires, bumper fragments, and glass littered the highway. Police tried to keep everyone away who attempted to get a glimpse of the wreckage. I ran to the car; knowing I couldn’t be stopped.
I pulled the car door open and walked into a funeral home. A long line of people stood along the wall; waiting to pay their respects. There were colorful combinations of flowers lined up around the casket and two large cardboard displays filled with pictures. The younger Steven and Andrew were standing next to the couches; accepting their guests’ condolences. I walked past the line of people; wanting to see my mother one last time.
I looked at the pictures as I made my way to the front. My left hand rested on the kneeler as I looked into the casket. I jumped back immediately; trying to catch my breath. I wanted to scream, but somehow lost my voice. I wasn’t staring at my mother. The body lying in the box was mine.”

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Rising Calm by Haley Fisher, a Book Tour

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Rising Calm

by Haley Fisher

About The Author:

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I’m Haley Fisher, a college student in Kansas, and I’ve just signed a contract with a company called Silver Tongue Press to publish my first book!

For as long as I can remember I’ve been an avid reader and an aspiring writer, but the step toward actually getting a book published is an enormous one for me. This is a big deal. And, as I’ve been told, the next step to being successful is getting the word out that my book exists.

So, though it’s not in print yet—it’s coming out February 14th—I’d love for people to keep an eye out for Rising Calm. It’ll be the first in a series of books about a young girl who finds out her life and her fate are far bigger than she ever realized. At the risk of giving too much away, the most I can tell you for now is that there is magic, prophecy, new worlds, and a cast of characters who I love to write.

I’ll keep this updated as Rising Calmgets farther and farther along on the path to being published. Until then, I don’t have much else to say but thanks for reading!

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Genre: Young Adult Fantasy

Publisher: Silver Tongue Press

Release Date: February 14, 2013


Book Description:

On Cara Weaver’s first day at her new high school—merely the next in a long line of new schools—she meets two senior boys: James Sable and Crispin Calaway. They’re new too; they’ve been at the school just longer than she has, and they’ve never made an effort to reach out to anyone. Until she comes. When her friends find out, they’re awed. But Cara can’t shake the feeling that there’s more to James and Crispin than the two are telling.

As the days go on, everything at her new home seems to be going better than it has in any of the previous cities she’s lived in. She loves her friends, gets a job at a bookstore, and even starts to spend more time with Crispin and James. She’s happy. But all that begins to change when she comes to realize that the two boys she’s becoming close to are hiding something. It’s then that she knows her unexplainable wariness of them has been justified all along. But she keeps it a secret.


Days later, when a stranger accosts her outside a small shopping center, Crispin and James arrive just in time to help her. But they seem know the attacker. And instead of running him off, Crispin and James take Cara away, for her own protection.

With little explanation, Cara is told that she’s important and that she can’t go home until the boys have sorted some things out. In the meantime, Cara’s world is being turned upside down as she finds out that there is more to her life than she possibly imagined.

Giveaway:

5 Copies of Rising Calm – US/Canada have choice of ebook or paperback, International Winners will receive an ebook.

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Michael Meyer, a Promotional Book Tour

Michael-Meyer-Long-2Excerpt:

The Munich all around her was bustling with activity.  She could hear it from all directions.  Munich was a wonderful city, a fun-loving place, the live and let live ebullience of the city emanating from its every nook and cranny.  She had had a lovely stay here.  All of it had been so adventurous, so new, so unlike life back home in Arizona.  She could vividly recall the first time she had ventured into a Munich beer garden, where the liter mugs had been so huge that she had had to lift hers with both hands, and the giggles, from him, until he too had had to use both hands.

The fumbling noises he had been making came to an abrupt halt.  He began stroking her cheek again.  Gus looked so happy, so young, so full of life.  It was so hard to imagine that he could be so heavily involved in all this horror.

Gus smiled at her once more.  His eyes were soft, so gentle, so caring, so loving.

Maybe this was some kind of huge mistake.  Maybe he wasn’t going to kill her after all.  Maybe everything would turn out happily ever after.  Maybe.  Maybe. Maybe.

But then suddenly she saw it clearly.  It was no fairy tale.  There would be no maybe.  This was real, as real as the mixture of sadness and fear that now flooded her brain.

And then she died, with her eyes wide open, challenging, piercing his to the end.

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P. M. Terrell, a Promotional Book Tour and Giveaway

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Irishman Dylan Maguire is back in Secrets of a Dangerous Woman, reuniting with psychic spy Vicki Boyd.  In this first mission with the CIA, he must interrogate recently captured Brenda Carnegie.  But when she escapes again, it’s obvious she’s had help from within the CIA’s own ranks.

With Vicki Boyd’s psychic assistance, Brenda is back in his custody again.  And now he must find out why some in the highest branches of government want her dead – an other will risk everything to help her.  And when he discovers her true identity, his mission has just become very personal.

Excerpt from book:

Something grasped Dylan’s ankle and he recoiled as he stared downward. Sam had rolled toward him, grabbing his ankle with desperate strength. His bloodshot eyes were open, revealing his misery.

“We’re gettin’ you out o’ here,” Dylan said.

Chris raced through the doorway to peer over the banister at the floor below.

“No,” Sam croaked. His voice was dry and his fingers tightened around Dylan’s ankle, tugging him into coming closer.

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Blanca Beyar, a Promotional Book Tour

Blanca-Beyar-Long-1Q:  Would you say writing chose you or you chose writing?

A:  Writing certainly chose me for sure. Looking back at my childhood, I loved to role-play and make-believe that I was an actress! However, I also learned how to read at a very young age but I never thought that my future would include writing books—especially in the genre of Mind/Body/Spirit.

My passion to write emerged through the guidance of an angel that came into my life when I began to explore spirituality. In a meditation, my angel told me that I needed to begin to write. I laughed at the thought of it because I was never very proficient in writing.  Still, I was so captured by the guidance and love that I had received from this luminous angel that I followed his guidance and began to write articles on angelic communication. I found an internet portal that featured spiritual topics and in a short period of time, realized that writing was one of my soul’s passion!         

Q:  Do you write under a pen name?  If ‘yes’, what is your pen name?

A: I  do not write under a pen name but there have been several articles throughout my writing career that feature my guru name, Lavanya.

Q:  What genre do you write?

A:  My genre of writing is Spirituality and Self-Help. I also enjoy composing articles for writers and the “Writing Life” because it allows me to share my own experiences in writing and also allows me to share advice for writers who are just beginning to harness their passion for composition and expression.    

Q:  What is the title of your current book?

A: My current release is entitled, “Attributes of Mastery.” It is an empowering book that can be read by anyone who has a yearning to live a more spiritual and fulfilling life. The book features 21 attributes of living that can be practiced by anyone and who will discover a whole new way of experiencing life when they apply these simple but vital attributes to their lives. 

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