For Mary

ForMaryI want to thank everyone for their continued support and prayers.

It is with a heavy heart that I announce that despite all of our prayers, Mary passed away this morning, peacefully, after being taken off life support two weeks ago.

Another Angel has joined the ranks, to watch over us from heaven.

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She will be missed here on earth.

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Out of respect for Mary and her memory, I will be postponing the release of Electric, Book 5 for one week.

I know you understand and I appreciate your continued support.

Peace be with you!

Tuesday’s Teaser/For Mary

Hi Folks:

I want to thank everyone for their patience.

I am not sure if any of you caught the post I put up on my Facebook Author Page, but I have postponed the release of book 5 for a few more weeks. I don’t want to give my readers anything but my best work and I have been a bit distracted this past month.

Unfortunately my 35 year old niece started having seizures due to different medications she was taking for various medical reasons. The seizures were so severe that they put her in a drug induced coma to calm the brain. They tried taking her off of the drug induced coma a week later and the seizure continued. They put her back into the coma for another week. When they took her off the drugs yet again she did not have seizures, but did not wake up. Two weeks later the seizures came back and they have had to put her back into the drug induced coma. This has been going on for six weeks.

Mary is a 35 year old woman with one son in high school. I feel so helpless for her and wish there was something I can do to help her out. At this point all anyone can do is pray for her complete and full recovery. I start and end every day with a prayer for her and I would like to ask if you might please join in, asking for a complete recovery for Mary and strength for her family at this time of trial.  Thank you in advance for your time and attention for Mary.

I decided to share the next Chapter of Electric Book 5 here. I hope you enjoy it. Feel free to leave comments below.

CHAPTER CXXXIX

To Brunch or Not To Brunch

 

“Rob, Honey,” Gina called as she went up the stairs.

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Reggie stepped into the living room and looked around shaking his head as his eyes scanned the humble abode, thinking, this place looks a lot smaller in person.

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Martha served French toast and fresh fruit in the sunroom to the delight of the children.

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“Rob,” Gina said as she knocked on his door.

“Go away!” Rob shouted, as Gina opened the door and entered the room.

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Jeeves grabbed a plate and sat in the dining room.

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“Honey,” Gina said, and bent down by Rob’s bed where he lay face down.

“Why were you kissing that man?” Rob buried his head deeper under the covers as Gina stammered. “Reggie is a very nice and generous man who has been helping me. He brought over those puppies for you and a wonderful breakfast too. I was just giving him a hug in gratitude. We are all going through so much; why don’t you go downstairs and get some breakfast while I go put some clothes on?” Gina said, standing to leave the room and get dressed.

Rob rolled over and looked at Gina with disgust and wrapped the pillow around his head as Gina left the room.

“Try the sausage,” Rob heard Lisa cry out as he decided to join the others.

“It’s delicious,” Amanda agreed, while Duncan was mostly interested in the bacon.

***

“It’s a cute house,” Martha offered as she took her seat at the dining room table.

Reggie just gave a grunt as he looked around the rather tight quarters barely room for him to walk around the table to get to the next room. He peered down into the little crystal chandelier that was hanging from the 7ft-ceiling saying; “I think I am getting claustrophobic in here. Will you be alright with the kids?”

“Yes, sir,” Both Jeeves and Martha replied.

“Good,” Reggie said as he grabbed a seat and waited for Gina.

***

Gina was freezing, as she looked at her hands and feet, her toes were a horrid shade of purple. This is all too much! She thought as she wondered what she was going to wear. She couldn’t go out with Reggie and leave the children, could she? This was happening too fast. She went over the day’s events as she rubbed her hands together and blew into them trying to warm them and get the blood circulating. She realized the only way she would warm up was by getting into the shower. If she let this episode go she might never get the blood back into her hands and feet. This thought just added more stress as she looked down at her toes, the tips now turning a darker shade of purple, almost black. This was enough to stress her out. Too Bad! She thought, I am taking a shower.

***

Reggie heard the shower turn on overhead and let out a sigh of frustration as he looked to Martha and Jeeves who were enjoying their breakfast. “Is there fresh Coffee,” Reggie asked, looking directly at Martha.

“No, sir, but I will put on a pot right away, if you will just give me a minute.”

“Fine,” Reggie said rising from the table. He decided to look around the house further. It looked so different to him now. Seeing it in person was rather surreal. He looked around and remembered explicit scenes that the family had been through. Gina slid down the wall there when she told Brad about Vladimir. He thought as he walked through the living room and into the den.

The camera angle in the den certainly did not allow him to see into the drawers of the desk or the file cabinet. He looked around to see if he could spot a camera. He heard that Don had reinstalled them all over the house, while they were on their four-day escapade, but as he looked around he really couldn’t see any.

***

Gina stood under the running water. She had plugged the tub so that she could soak her cold feet while she shampooed her hair.

***

Vladimir was stunned, as he had just watched what Tonya had done for the last two weeks. He contemplated how things could have gone differently, but he could see no other way for things to play out. Questions where running through his mind at warp speed when he drifted off to sleep again.

***

“There is no rest for the wicked,” Tzadkiel said to Matatron as they closed the screen down.

“No indeed,” Matatron agreed.

“When we interfere and meddle in peoples lives too much and in a negative way there is going to be hell to pay,” Tzadkiel said with a wink.

“I am not sure how this is all going to play out. We have to think of the children first and foremost.”

“Precisely, so you know what to do,” Tzadkiel said, looking sternly at Matatron.

“Affirmative,” Matatron said uneasily, because he hadn’t the slightest clue.

“Good, then report to me when you have completed your mission. I will hand the rest of your cases over to Sensa, who will handle everything until your mission is complete.”

“Thank you, Tzadkiel. I will be in touch,” Matatron said, as he shimmered out of sight.

***

Gina ran the blow dryer through her long blonde hair feeling much better now that she warmed up. She felt so vulnerable thinking that something like answering the front door could cause her to relapse into a full on attack of Raynaud’s phenomenon, but that was the reality of her situation and she was going to have to face it. She took one final look at herself in the mirror, her hair cascaded down her back in loose ringlets, she selected her favorite Levi’s, and pink sweater with a plunging neckline. One last quick adjustment of her boobs, pushing them up and squishing them together, allowed a more voluptuous cleavage as she bounced down the stairs.

“There you are,” Reggie said with excitement. “It’s already 1:00 p.m. I thought you would never come down.”

“Sorry, my hands and feet went into an attack from being exposed to the cold so I had to warm them up before anything else.”

“Are you okay Ma’am?” Martha asked.

“Yes, I am now. Thank you Martha,” Gina said with a smile.

“Good,” Reggie said, “Let’s get out of here! I’m starving.”

“Where are you going Mommy?” Lisa asked.

“Just for lunch honey. You should be fine here for an hour?” Gina asked looking to Reggie for an answer.

“Better make it three hours,” Reggie said.

“But, Mommy, weren’t we supposed to go shopping for the week?”

“And what about school,” Amanda asked.

“You guys won’t go back to school until after the winter break. Even if we decide to go back we have all day tomorrow,” Gina said nervously.

“Oh, but I want to go back,” Lisa said.

“Me too,” Rob added.

“Well. Okay, if you think you are up to it. I told the school you wouldn’t be back until the beginning of the New Year. You guys really need to take it slow.”

“Why should the children sit around with their memories all day?” Martha asked.

“I guess if you guys go and then change your mind you can just call me and I will pick you up. But look, we will talk about it further when I get back. Okay?” Gina asked as she put on her parka.

“Okay Mommy,” Lisa said.

“If the children need anything from the store I would be happy to go pick it up,” Jeeves offered.

Realizing they would never get out of there at this point, Gina abruptly said, “You guys be good, okay,” she bent down and extended her arms in a hug to which the children gladly entered.

Reggie walked over to the door and held up his wrist to look at his Bvlgari Magsonic Sonnerie Tourbillon watch, with a slight sigh, which rattle Gina a bit, to move along.

end.

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Erin Andrews

Erin Andrews $75 Million dollar Lawsuit:

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First I would like to say how sorry I am that Erin Andrews has to go through this terrible ordeal.

It does speak volumes though, to Electric, The Aftermath, Book 4. Many of my readers cited that Gina seemed to go through a personality change from the previous three books, some citing that it was the mourning process, but as we watch Erin Andrew’s lawsuit against the Nashville Marriott Hotel we can see the devastating effects that this can have on an individual.

Erin was stalked and her privacy was violated exponentially by it being posted on the internet. Erin’s court case is different because people accused her of blasting her nude video on the internet as a publicity stunt, which is not the case. Not only was Erin Andrew’s violated, but now she is left to defend herself by proving that she did not post this video for publicity sake adding insult to injury.

When I wrote The Electric Series, I had no idea how relevant the story would be with both stalkers and unauthorized video taping of individuals being a real and constant threat in today’s society.

I am currently writing book 5 due out at the end of April working to find solutions to the problem. It is time that we stop victimizing the victims and create a dialogue and clear understanding that this behavior is not okay and will not be tolerated.

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Tuesday’s Teaser

Electric, Book 5/ Work in Progress…

You can be a part of the creative process. Please feel free to comment below as this is a work in progress. If I use your suggestion  your name will end up in the acknowledgments of this book.

Things seem to be moving right along and I do not expect any further delays on the release of book 5 due out at the end of April!

Thank you for your patience and enjoy this little sneak peak:

CHAPTER CXXXVIII

TESTING, TESTING 1, 2, 3.

 

Gina woke quietly and stretched out under her covers. Then she noted Brad was missing and her thoughts turned dark. How did you die Brad? Was it a heart attack? Were you poisoned?” Frustrated Gina pulled the covers over her head and fell back to sleep. Soon a loud rapping at the door below disturbed her as she pushed the covers off of her head and sat up and looked at the clock. 11:00 a.m.! Gina jumped out of the bed. Did we all sleep in so late? She thought as she grabbed her robe and put it on, as the perpetual knocking continued below. With a quick check on the kids who were still sleeping Gina ran down the stairs to see what all the commotion was about.

She peered though the peephole and saw Reggie! Gina gasped grabbing her robe and tightening it around her throat, noting she was not even wearing underwear. The knocking continued as Gina tried to think of what to do. She couldn’t go upstairs and change, she scanned the living room, blankets, and a few bowls of popcorn from last night were strewn about. She had to face the music and just open the door. She did a quick check in the mirror by the door, but it was pointless. She didn’t have a stitch of makeup on and it was too late to do anything about it. The knocking persisted as she grabbed the latch and opened the door.

“What? Don’t tell me you were sleeping?” Reggie’s voice barreled through the room.

“Good morning!” Gina said in shock.

“Good morning to you too. May I come in,” Reggie asked, holding something behind his back.

“Of course,” Gina said, opening the door wider and stepping back as Reggie pulled his arm from behind his back to reveal a basket covered with a blanket.

“What is this?” Gina asked.

“Take a look,” Reggie insisted.

Gina pulled back the blanket to reveal two of the most adorable puppies inside.

“Oh My God!” Gina exclaimed, taking the basket from his hands and placing it the floor as Reggie entered fully.

“I called you yesterday. Did you get my message?”

“Yeah, but it was late at night and I thought I would call you in the morning. I never sleep this late,” Gina said picking up one of the puppies that were little bigger than the size of her hand. “What are these?”

“Pomeranians, they’re brothers, from my breeder. Romulus and Remus, what do you think? Catchy? “

“Oh my God, they’re so cute, but so small! Is it too soon to be taken from their mother?”

“They’re fine,” Reggie said, as the kids came down the stairs, now awake from all the commotion.

“Who are these sleepy heads,” Reggie asked as the children shyly entered the living room.

“What are those?” Rob asked excitedly, as the girls ran forward squealing with delight.

“Puppies. Little Pomeranian pooches.” Reggie said as the children gathered around the basket with all manner of onomatopoeias.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I saw how much you loved my dogs and I thought they would be great for the children too and they’re small so they won’t take up too much room.”

“But I don’t have any supplies,” Gina said, as she thought of caring for the dogs and all the responsibilities that went with it.

“Don’t worry I thought of everything, I have Jeeves and Martha waiting outside. I bought the pups everything they will need and I even brought you all a nice brunch.”

“Oh, Thank you,” Gina said astounded. “Well, invite them in. We cannot leave them out in the cold,” Gina insisted.

Reggie opened the door and gave a signal and soon Jeeves and Martha were at the door with hoards of bags and boxes. The snow on Reggie’s shoes melted creating a puddle where he stood.

“Good morning,” Gina said, welcoming them in. The front hall became too crowded. Gina grabbed the basket with the puppies and moved into the living room, the children followed. “Rob, Honey, run upstairs and get a dark bath towel so we can clean up that water in the hall there,” Gina asked.

Without question, Rob dutifully went up the stairs. Gina laid the basket down quick as the sash to her robe started to fail. She quickly tighten it remembering again her state of undress…nothing but Brad’s old faded, thread bare t-shirt covered by her sheer satin dressing gown.

“I brought food, ma’am. Where is the kitchen?” Martha asked.

“Just around the corner to your left,” Gina pointed.

“Where do you want me to put the dog’s beds and paraphernalia?” Jeeves asked.

“Let’s leave it right here,” Gina suggested.

“Okay. I have more stuff in the car,” Jeeves said exiting back to the car.

“So this is it? Your home?” Reggie inquired, looking around the living room to his right and then the dining room to his left.

“Yes,” Gina said looking around the room that was overstuffed with the clutter of living, made more so by the added Christmas decorations.

“Here,” Rob announced handing Reggie a navy blue towel.

“What’s this?” Reggie asked, taking the towel with a quizzical look.

“For your shoes,” Gina said pointing to the puddle now forming on the tiled foyer.

“Oh, sorry,” Reggie said nervously wondering what to do.

“You can just stand on it,” Gina offered.

“Okay. Thanks,” Reggie said placing the towel on the floor. “You have a charming home. Are you guys ready for brunch?”

The children looked at each other excited, but unsure how to answer.

“Go into the kitchen kids and see what Martha has cooking,” Gina suggested. The puppies were over stimulated by all the attention. When the children left through the den, Reggie held open his arms in greeting. Gina stood feeling self-conscious. She felt goose bumps on her flesh and the chill was apparent as her nipples poked through the sheer t-shirt and robe she was wearing.

Reggie’s eyes gravitated to her chest further adding to her awkwardness so she rushed forward to Reggie’s waiting arms enveloped by his embrace in a passionate hug. Gina’s condition only worsened having pressed up to the cold leather of Reggie’s black leather boomer jacket. Her left nipple grazed the zipper as she pulled away causing a twinge between her legs.

“Thank you, Reggie,” Gina said as Reggie put his arms around her waist and pulled her in tighter. He whispered in her ear, “Oh how I have missed you my sweet, sweet Gina.” He moved his lips from her ear to her lips. Jeeves came in with another load.

“Where do I put the presents?” Jeeves asked.

“Presents,” Gina exclaimed as Jeeves entered the door.

“Under the tree I guess,” Gina said, as Jeeves promptly placed the elegantly wrapped packages under the tree.

“What’s all this?” Gina asked.

“I took the liberty of picking up a few things for you and the kids.”

“That’s incredible,” Gina said, as Reggie instructed Jeeves to join the others in the kitchen.

“Now where were we,” Reggie asked, looking Gina up and down, noting her pert nipples, he pulled Gina in closer.  He lifted her chin with his hand as he laid his lip on hers in a passionate kiss. Rob entered the room with a shriek of surprise that broke their embrace.

“Rob, honey,” Gina stammered, “I was just thanking Reggie for the gifts.”

“I can see that!” Rob exclaimed, as he stomped up the stairs very deliberately.

“Oh my God!” Gina whispered. “This is terrible. Reggie, he just lost his father. I have to go to him.” Gina said breaking their embrace.

“Sure honey, but let me take you out to lunch. Martha and Jeeves are great with kids. They can look after them while we go out.”

“I don’t know,” Gina hesitated. “Let me go talk to Rob and smooth things over.”

“Okay, go get dressed,” Reggie insisted as Gina went up the stairs after Rob.

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I hope you enjoyed chapter 138 of book 5.

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Looking for a little romance and intrigue this Valentine’s Day?

You will find it in the pages of the Electric Series!

I want to thank all my readers for making Electric, The Beginning, Book 1, A Best Seller on Amazon and I would like to remind you, that there is more than one book…so if you haven’t read them all yet take a look at the links below:

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Happy New Year! Happy Valentine’s Day! Happy Reading!

And don’t forget to tell a friend.

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Dysfunctional Family Day

Imagine for a moment that you are eighteen years old.

What did you look like? How did it feel? Did you have more energy? Did you have a different outlook on life? What were you thinking and what was important to you at that age?

Now imagine you are with the one and only. That member of the opposite sex that you have been waiting for, for the last three years. Yes, they were older than you, but now you are legal. Now, you are an adult and not some lost teenager…Now imagine further still, that they have invited you to attend a wedding and you are seated at the back of the church as your date starts to narrate….

“That’s my aunt and uncle up there, see in the second pew?”

“Yes, with the silver hair?”

“Yes, that’s my aunt and her husband is right next to her. They own a restaurant downtown, Beaumont’s, it used to be my grandmothers before she retired.”

“I’ve heard of Beaumont’s, but I didn’t know you were related to the family.” You say, trying to hide your enthusiasm and sheer excitement to be involved with such a prominent family in Chicago.

 “Yes, my grandmother is sitting right next to them and their three children. Joanne is getting married next month.”

You sit back and take in the scene. Everyone is in their Sunday best, dressed to the hilt. Now you are imagining that you could be a part of this. Your date doesn’t realize that your family does’t own restaurants or have big weddings like the one you are about to witness. Heck, your family does’t even attend church and has TV dinners for a Thanksgiving day feast!

“How many people are going to attend this wedding?” You ask as the church starts to fill with people and the din of delightful conversation.

“500 easy! They won’t all come to the church here, but they will show up at the reception later. It’s being held at the Starlight! Look there’s my aunt. Mother of the bride.”

Your gaze follows back to the entrance until you see her. A tall ostentatious figure wearing a large  brimmed black hat with netting  covering her rather glamorous face.  Her floor length skin tight sequined evening gown shimmers as she sashays down the isle with a nervous usher in a white tuxedo. “She just got out of the hospital. She had a nervous breakdown after her divorce and now spends her time in and out of treatment.”

“Oh!” You say, stunned thinking that she doesn’t look like the type and surprised at your intended’s admission. “Is that your mother or father’s sister.”

“My father’s, my mother’s family is all in Poland. Look there’s the bride’s father. He’s had been married three times. He is also my Godfather.”

“I wonder if all his wives are invited to the wedding. They are, after all, like step mothers to the bride, right?”

“My mom and dad just arrived, they brought my sisters, Brenda and Ellen along. You will meet them later.”

Yes, you think to yourself, this is alright. You can imagine being a part of this family as the organ music starts to play and everyone settles in their seat to Ava Maria, The 12 bridesmaids enter the sanctum in their rainbow taffeta along with their bridegrooms handsomely dressed in tuxedos as they take their places at the head of the church encompassing the alter. After a brief pause, the organ plays out that classic song, Here Comes the Bride.  As the groom takes his place at the front alter of the church the guests turn to the back to see the stunning bride!

Now, Flash forward 12 years into the future and get your #freedownload to see how this story plays out…

With Thanksgiving fast approaching, I thought you might like to take a little break from your dysfunctional families and peak in on someone else’s dysfunction for a change. Get a birds eye view with the realization that you are not alone and enjoy a story with both heart and soul peppered with some good humor and a sprinkling of reality.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone. I am grateful for my readers and wish you all an abundantly happy holiday season!

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Back To the Future II Day!

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I originally wrote this post a year ago to commemorate the 25th anniversary of the movie, Back to the Future II, but now the day has arrived and in case you missed it here are some developments:

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A Japanese Tea Garden

Peace In Every Step, written by, Zen Master, Vietnamese Buddhist monk and poet Thich Nhat Hanh teaches us that it is our intention that colors our attitude in everything we do. Doing everything with intention, brings order and peace of mind.

One of my favorite local spots is Geneva, Illinois. Some of you might remember a post I wrote last December about a fine little shop located in the downtown area.

In our harried lives, it is important to slow down with intention and notice everything around us. In creating a ceremony of the simplest things in life, we can gain a greater appreciation for the every day things around us.

Recently I went on a garden walk in Geneva, Illinois and I thought I would share my experience with you here. Continue reading A Japanese Tea Garden

There is no reality only perception!

This post is dedicated to my beautiful daughters, my lovely niece and anyone who has suffered  trauma in their lives.

Unfortunately, it is true that none of us can get through this life unscathed. They say that adversity builds character, and for the most part that is true. It is what we do with our adverse experiences that turns victims into survivors and losers into triumphant winners. Continue reading There is no reality only perception!

Shadrach Del’Monte

One of my readers, Shadrach Del’Monte  paid me the highest compliment. After reading my books he created movie posters of how he saw the books. I was so impressed with his adaptation that I decided to share them with you here.

In the picture below I see the intensity of Mads Mikkelsen as Mikhail Vladimir and although their backs are turned on each other you can feel the chemistry and sense the vulnerability of Anne Hathaway as Gina Parrot. You can also feel the electric current and mayhem that is about to ensue. Outstanding visuals for this storyline. shadzbook1

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For book 2 below, the image he chose of Mads Mikkelsen shows that Mikhail Vladimir is spurned, determined and angry; the image of Anne Hathaway shows Gina’s scars of a tough life. The entire image shows that a storm is brewing between them. It is a perfect portrayal of the books.

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For books 3 & 4 below, the image of Ann Hathaway as Gina shows that she is trying to figure this out. Gina is looking toward the image of James Spader as the infamous Don Redmen, we see that Jessica Alba as Carlotta Vanburen is behind it all as the story unfolds. The bubbling lights all around suggests spiritual beings. Outstanding portrayal of the story in its entirety.

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Thank you for you time and attention.

When we raise one, we all rise!

Have a great day everyone, I bid you peace!

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