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Saturday, May 26, 2012

MEMORIAL DAY, MEMORIES OF WWII & DONATION DAY

This weekend, it's D-Day here on my blog. Donation Day. For every comment, I will donate $1.00 to Operation Gratitude, an organization that raises money to send care packages to the military.


I borrowed some pictures of the Pacific Theater during WWII to share with you. There are aircraft, battleships and such, but mostly there are people...the men who fought for us all. This is my pictorial salute to the Marines and Navy in WWII who fought so bravely and died so valiantly. We should never forget them. Thank you all for making the ultimate sacrifice so we can live in freedom.
Wow! I've had an offer from Lindsay Downs, a fellow author, to match the donations, dollar for dollar. So now every comment will generate a donation of $2.00 instead of one!!! Yippee!!


Feb. 19, 1945: U.S. Fourth Division Marines move in from the beach on Iwo Jima, the Japanese Volcanic Island. A dead Marine lies at right in the foreground. Mt. Suribachi, in the background, was turned into a beehive of guns by Japanese troops. It was scaled by the U.S. Marines, who took control. (AP Photo/Joe Rosenthal) #







Nov. 4, 1942: Two alert U.S. Marines stand beside their small tank on Guadalcanal in the Solomon Islands during World War II. The military tank was used against the Japanese in the battle of the Tenaru River during the early stages of fighting. (AP Photo) #









Jan. 21, 1943: Native stretcher bearers rest in the shade of a coconut grove as they and the wounded American soldiers they are carrying from the front lines at Buna, New Guinea take the opportunity to relax. The wounded are on their way to makeshift hospitals in the rear. (AP Photo) #







Dec. 26, 1943: U.S. Marines march ashore as they arrive in six landing crafts at Cape Gloucester on the northwestern coast of New Britain Island, New Guinea. The Allied forces made a second big invasion operation of the Japanese occupied island in an attempt to capture the big air base of Rabual, on the southwestern coast of the island. (AP Photo/U.S. Coast Guard) #






March 22, 1943: Technical Sgt. R.W. Greenwood, a Marine, sits in the cockpit of a Grumman Wildcat fighter plane, based at Henderson Field, Guadalcanal, that is credited with shooting down 19 Japanese aircraft, as illustrated by the number of Japanese flags on his plane. Several different pilots have flown the ship during successful missions, but Sgt. Greenwood has remained plane captain. (AP Photo) #


February 1944: A wounded marine receives treatment from a Navy medical corpsman at a jungle first aid station behind the lines on New Britain Island, New Guinea, in the Battle for the Strategic Japanese air field on Cape Gloucester during World War II. (AP Photo/U.S. Marine Corps) #









March 1945: U.S. Marines prepare graves in the cemetery of the third and Fourth Marine Divisions for their buddies who died in taking the island of Iwo Jima, Japan, during World War II. (AP Photo/U.S. Navy) #










November 1943: As the invasion at Empress Augusta Bay gets under way on Bougainville, U.S. troops are seen climbing over the side of a Coast Guard-manned combat transport to enter the landing barges. (AP Photo) #

MArch 1944: Hundreds of pictures of pin-up girls adorn the entire wall of this bomber crew shack on Adak Island in the Aleutians in Alaska during World War II. (AP Photo) #












February 23, 1944: Captain Carter, upper center with map, briefs his men for amphibious assault operations at Arawe, New Britain aboard a troop transport ship. (AP Photo) #

















October 20, 1944: U.S. troops head toward the beaches of Leyte island during the amphibious assault to reconquest the Philippines. (AP Photo) #













January 1944: These U.S. Marine Raiders, with the reputation of being skillful jungle fighters, pose in front of a Japanese stronghold they conquered at Cape Totkina, Bougainville. (AP Photo) #










March 10, 1945: U.S. troops in the Pacific islands continued to find enemy holdouts long after the main Japanese forces had either surrendered or disappeared. Guam was considered cleared by August 12, 1944, but parts of the island were still dangerous half a year later. Here, patrolling Marines pass a dead Japanese sniper. These Marines may belong to the Fifty-second Defense Battalion, one of two black units sent to the Pacific. (Charles P. Gorry, AP Staff/AP Archives) #





Nov. 26, 1944: Burial at sea ceremonies are held aboard the USS Intrepid for members of the crew lost after the carrier was hit by a Japanese suicide pilot while operating off the coast of Luzon, the Philippines, during World War II. Sixteen men were killed in the kamikaze attack. (AP Photo/U.S. Navy) #



March 1945: Japanese night raiders are greeted with a lacework of antiaircraft fire by the U.S. Marine defenders of Yontan airfield, on Okinawa during World War II. In the foreground are Marine Corsair fighter planes of the "Hells Belles" squadron standing silhouetted against the sky. (AP Photo) #









Sept. 11, 1943: After three days of fighting on the front lines on Munda, a Marine's tank crew take a rest, during which their machine guns are overhauled. This platoon wiped out 30 Japanese pill boxes. Left to right are: Pfc. Arnold McKenzie, Los Angeles, Calif.; Joseph Lodico, Sharon, Mass.; Pvt. Noel M. Billups, Columbus Ohio; and Staff Sgt. Douglas Ayres, Los Angeles. (AP Photo) #

Feb. 19, 1945: U.S. Fourth Division Marines move in from the beach on Iwo Jima, the Japanese Volcanic Island. A dead Marine lies at right in the foreground. Mt. Suribachi, in the background, was turned into a beehive of guns by Japanese troops. It was scaled by the U.S. Marines, who took control. (AP Photo/Joe Rosenthal) #





January 1944: U.S. Marines come ashore from the mouth of a Coast Guard manned LST, during the invasion of New Britain Island, at Cape Gloucester. (AP Photo) #


April 1945: White markers designate the final resting place for hundreds of Third and Fourth Marine Division fighters, who died during the invasion of Iwo Jima in World War II, in this cemetery located near the beach where the U.S. Marines first established a beachhead. In the background, an American flag flies at half staff in tribute to the late President Franklin D. Roosevelt, who died in Warm Springs, Ga., on April 12. (AP Photo/Murray Befeler) #



PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT AND LINDSAY &  I'll MAKE A DONATION OF $2.00 PER COMMENT TO OPERATION GRATITUDE, A NONPROFIT THAT RAISES MONEY TO SEND CARE PACKAGES TO THE MILITARY.

THIS BLOG IS DEDICATED TO ALL THE SONS, HUSBANDS, FATHERS AND GRANDFATHERS WHO SERVED IN WWII, THOSE WHO RETURNED AND THOSE WHO DID NOT. WE SALUTE YOUR BRAVERY AND COURAGE.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

FIRST CHAPTER FRIDAY! APRIL'S KISS IN THE MOONLIGHT

Welcome! Come, take a trip to Pine Grove with April McKenna. Meet her friends and the devastating fireman, Gavin Dailey who is determined to win her. Read the first chapter of April's story and enjoy some pictures of Pine Grove.

                  CLICK HERE FOR THE FIRST CHAPTER

 The lake in Pine Grove
A little bit about the book:

How could anything bad happen to a young woman, fresh from graduate school, who strikes out on a new path rather than return to take a job with her father’s firm? April McKenna sets off for an escapade that ends in tragedy. Injured and alone she is taken in by a friend of her mother’s who lives in a small town in the Catskill Mountains in New York.
During her recovery, April resolves to carve out an exotic life of travel and adventure. But she didn’t count on a sexy fireman upsetting her plans. Gavin Dailey has dated practically every woman in the county, but when he meets April, he knows he’s finally found the one he wants.  Only a stubborn man like Gavin wouldn’t let April’s resistance to his charm and his small town change his plans. Determined to win her, he pulls out all the stops until he encounters one stumbling block he didn’t count on. Only a near-tragedy resurrected from the past gives April the tenacity she needs to make the right decision for her life in April’s Kiss in the Moonlight, a sweet romance.

AN HISTORIC HOUSE IN PINE GROVE.

Buy the book here, $2.99 in ebook, $8.09 in paperback:


More pix of Pine Grove...


PATHWAY DOWN TO THE LAKE FOR SWIMMING OR A SECRET MIDNIGHT SKINNY DIP!














THE COTTAGE APRIL LIVES IN FOR THE SUMMER.












ANOTHER VIEW OF THE LAKE.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

MEET DAVEE JONES AND HER BOOKS

Welcome, Davee, tell us something about yourself. I write in several genres, like, Romance, Erotic Romance, Thrillers, coming soon YA. I have three published books, On Ellicott Street, Finless, and Ruby's Dance-Thank You Mae West. See a little bit about the books following my bio. I also recently began reviewing books and will post reviews from time to time. 
 Rather than talk about myself *blushes*, here's my official bio: Davee Jones began a career in the counseling field with her M.Ed. She then diversified and began work for the federal government. The dryness of the day to day assignments fostered the desire for her to do something more creative. Because writing was always a passion, she used every opportunity to journal and create fictional worlds with her words. She began writing short fiction and books, inspired by the events around her.
Now avidly writing in the little spare time she has, she has several other books in progress. She has books that draw from eroticism, romance, suspense, drama, and sometimes comedy. A few of her books garner only one flame, but, others will secure all five flames in the heat index.

My first published book, On Ellicott Street, describes an older woman finding love in a most unusual place. Although the demands of being a single parent seemingly have taken over every aspect of her life, when Cassie meets Ellicott (Eli for short), this younger man teaches her a thing or two about romance and how to rekindle the fires of intimacy she thought had long been extinguished.

CLICK HERE TO BUY ON ELLICOTT STREET


My second published book, Finless, released in early April by my publisher, Secret Cravings Publishing (SCP).  Finless is an erotic romance of 193 pages riddled with BDSM. It is a M/F storyline. Before you groan in angst at yet another "book on the bandwagon", akin to the Fifty Shades of Grey phenomena, please entertain my promise this book is nothing common or trite. I attempt to present graphic imagery to take my readers not only to the scene in the book, but, hope they will develop their own personalization of it in their mind. I also write to appeal to both genders. My novel is a type of Black Swan meets Fifty Shades of Grey. I have a sequel in the works, Finless Too, to further explore the character's lives.
The story connects fish, BDSM play, spirituality, sexuality, and the extreme decisions in the lives of the books’ protagonists to meld one story of tremendous revelations. Finless includes descriptive scenes of rhythmic caning, bondage, almost violent expressive dreams, and other explicit content. The message of the book intends to reach out positively to anyone, regardless of their proclivities, who may feel inept, unworthy, untrusting, or lost in their existence.
SHORT EXCERPT: 
 “Sarah’s and Lily’s transformations confused Nathaniel. Largely in part to his negative
influence, they each changed in such dramatically negative ways. Sarah, once docile and clandestine, had become raucous and pompous. Lily, once confident and joyful, had become apprehensive and listless. How was it possible that because of his influence in each of their lives, they changed so dramatically? Was he being arrogant in his assumption that he was responsible for this catalyst? He was humbled by the knowledge that his power could be so mortally altering in the lives of two of the most breath-taking women he had ever met.
Sarah’s reckless ways were leading her down the path of destruction he himself had
ventured. She lost her innocence and compassion and now presented coldhearted toward the world. It was as if she adopted his method of self-preservation to protect her from the nonsensical matters of the heart.
Lily wilted beneath his overpowering demands of servitude. Brainwashed to reality, they
both relied on his influence and he had no idea how to make them take back control of their circumstances. You have to allow it, you power hungry narcissist. Are you so egocentric you cannot allow their independence to flourish. What, are you afraid they will leave your sorry ass?”

 My most recently published book, May 23, is entitled Ruby's Dance-Thank You Mae West. This short novella addresses a young woman coming of age in the 1930's and finding the love of her life that spans decades. She becomes her Walter's "Princess", and to celebrate their love, he buys her a special headband each year for their anniversary. Those headbands bring more meaning to her than she could ever express.

Where to find Davee Jones: 


Monday, May 21, 2012

TUESDAY TALES -WRITTEN TO THE PROMPT "PIE' FROM "IF I LOVED YOU"


Thanks for stopping by. This is a snippet from my work-in-progress, "If I Loved You". Chaz is a movie star and Megan is his finanacial advisor.
 "Meat Loaf"
Chaz took a big swig of the fine champagne when she left the room. Then a big breath and let it out slowly. Calm down. Meatloaf and “I love you”. Can’t handle this.
            Megan approached the dining table carrying a platter with a meatloaf covered in a chunky tomato sauce with roasted potatoes lined up on one side and green beans on the other.
            “It’s…it’s beautiful,” Chaz managed, his eyes clouding with tears.
            Meg put it down on the table and turned to him. He was dabbing a handkerchief to his eyes. She stepped over and hugged him.
            “What’s wrong? Don’t you like meatloaf? It was the easiest recipe I had and Mark loves it so I figured you would, too.”
            “It’s my favorite.”
            “Then why are you upset?” He eased her arms away from him, seized his champagne, took another big swig and refilled the glass. Then he sat down where she indicated.
            Megan began to cut the loaf into one-inch thick slices.
            “So, give.”
            His mouth watered as he watched her cut the perfectly browned meat.
            “God that looks great. Okay. You deserve an explanation. On holidays when my mom was okay…between her bouts with drugs…she’d make a meatloaf. We had nothing…no money, so we ate pasta every day because it was cheap. We lived on food stamps and welfare checks most of the time. Meatloaf was the cheapest special food she could cook.”
            “So it became your favorite.”
            He nodded.
            “She made a terrific meatloaf. I loved it. Her meatloaf was our special holiday dish. She always managed to have a small gift for me at Christmas but on Thanksgiving and Easter, we had meatloaf. I’d dream about it for days. After she died, none of my foster families made meat loaf. It was back to pasta. On Thanksgiving we had turkey and stuffing and but with so many kids there wasn’t a whole lot to go around.”
             “Do you love turkey, too?”
            “I love everything about a normal Thanksgiving Day…watching the parade, football games, eating too much…”
            “But you didn’t have a lot, right?”
            “When you’re not used to big portions, just a normal portion makes you feel stuffed.”
“I baked you an apple pie for dessert.”
“Homemade apple pie? This will be a first for me.”

Friday, May 18, 2012

Welcome to the SCP Villiantine's Day Blog Hop!



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Welcome Imogene Nix! Here is her Villain!  (list of other villainous interviews at the end of this blog)
I entered the room, where Crick Sur Banden was waiting. It is dimly lit, so I can only see him in
a shadowy way. He is just returning to full strength after the Alpha Star Colony incursion and I
have been warned that he may be slightly…uncomfortable.
He waits for me, reclined on a divan and I am flanked by a team of guards, which I have paid to protect me.
Instead, I find a small and somewhat wizened old Ru’Edan waiting. His grey features are more pronounced than I had previously been led to believe. Well? Let’s get on with this. I don’t have time for vacuous questions and comments. I have plans to formulate, an empire to destroy and worlds to conquer.

Yes, yes, yes…sit down and get started.
1. Are you upset your name is not in the title?
What? No. I’m an evil genius and these kinds of questions are beneath me. In fact they are so beneath me, that I will not deign to answer this question. Next!
2. Why do you hate Duvall McCord and Chowd Sturat Sur Banden?
Well they both engender a level of hate and anger in me. Duvall McCord because he
came between me and my plans. Numerous times. Which is not acceptable. Creeping humans. Coming into our sovereign space.
Chowd. Well I may have sired him…but he’s is less than me. His mother was a human!
He is unclean. That makes him an unsatisfactory heir. But right now, he is the only
one I have. But he refuses to return and take his rightful place beside me.
3. Do you have a love interest or are you forced to be alone?
Love? There is no such thing as love. Females are only playthings and breeding stock. Nothing more!
4. Do you have any annoying habits your author did not share with us in your book?
I am perfect. I have no bad or annoying habits. Where did these questions come from anyway? Was it a human? Next!
5. Did you get the revenge you wanted?
Revenge? Revenge is such a small word. I’d rather see the annihilation of the human race. Once I get that, I will over throw the ruling senate…Are you here to spy on me? Guards!!
6. Are you happy with the profession your author chose for you and why?
I am going to liberate my people, and educate those who have been brainwashed. I have no simple profession. This is my gods given right. I will rule.
7. Are you planning to make an appearance in a sequel?
Without me, there can be no sequel. I am the reason for being. The only one who can…Yes, medic? You may pass me my Xeradax. Anyway. I am in every book in this universe.
8. Now for a personal question. Did you get any sex in the book? Was it enough or would you have liked more?
Sex? No. I don’t. Urrgh. All those nasty female earthlings? Can’t think of anything more repulsive.
9. Did you get to kiss the hero/heroine?
No? Who wrote these questions? You expect me to answer these?
Guards? Where are the guards?
10. Did you kill anyone? Did you want to?
Now, you’re talking. Yes, sit back down. As a matter of fact, I do kill quite a few. But mainly off the page. Duvall, Chowd and even Jemma get credited with more. But I’ve killed thousands over the years. Quietly. It’s a very fulfilling aspect to my role as rogue leader.
11. Did you spread any nasty rumors?
Do I spread nasty rumors? Do I look like a rumor spreader to you? Honestly, are we back to these types of questions again.
12. Did you lie?
Only as often as it gets me what I want.
13. Did your author listen to you when you tried to redirect her/him?
No. If I could get my hands on Imogene Nix…well…Mind you, I like the way her twisted mind words. There is lots and lots of
opportunity for just in time getaways.
14. Did you get enough time in the story or do you feel shortchanged?
No. I never get taken seriously. But I will change that. Once I take over the human species. I will take some as slaves. Yes, I’m thinking the crew off the Elector should be my first victims.
15. Do you want your story to become a series with you as a recurring character?
 Wouldn’t that be a fine thing. Yes, I think the entire series should be re-written with me as the central character. This time telling the truth about the subservient role those nasty dirty creeping humans would expect us to play. Highlighting my efforts at ridding the universe of all who would enter our space. Allowing me to dominate…I would take over the ruling senate…What was that? You have to leave? I’m just getting started.

 At the end of the interview, I was hustled from the room and placed on a shuttle. The guards then explained that he was more unstable than they had been led to believe and that the entire
time I had been there, I had existed in a dangerous sort of limbo.
For the record, no actual images exist of Crick Sur Banden as his concern for his safety, makes him paranoid, including that those outside his personal recruits. There are tales that sketches
have been made of him and that those have been circulated to members of the Alliance worlds and human empire.
We do, however, have images of offspring, obtained by stealth. None of his sons have survived apart from Chowd Sturat Sur Banden, however, we believe that there could be a daughter. Out
there. Somewhere.

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