Lizzie is the author of the Babe Driven which is available on Amazon. Lizzie is an enthusiastic inventor, businesswoman and artist. She founded her first company at the age of 17 and has been creating products and driving her family mad ever since.
Lizzie appeared on Sky News, ITV Lunchtime News, This Morning, The Big Breakfast, BBC’s Worldwide Radio Service, amongst others for becoming one of Fair Play London’s Female Innovators.

Lizzie lives in Essex, with her gorgeous husband, two bouncy children and a very unusual dog. In between the school run and baking cakes (or burning them!), she sits in her rooftop studio daydreaming about gaps in the market and how she can fill them. Lizzie is currently writing her third novel.​


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Bio: Father of 4 under the age of 11 IT Geek Author Another Sunset Before Another Sunset From Wallingford, CT President of the Wallingford Fireworks Fund http://wallingfordfireworks.org Proud member of the Rave Reviews Book Club #RRBC #RaveReviewsBookClub

Jason has been working in the information technology field in one form or the other since 1996. He is currently employed full time at Bloomberg LP as a Systems Engineer in the R&D group. Jason lives in Wallingford Connecticut, with his wife Renata. He is the father to four children, three boys and 1 girl – 11 years (Andrew), 9 years (Angela), 7 years (Adam) and 6 years old (Alex).

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Before Another Sunset (The Sunset Series Book 1)

Another Sunset (The Sunset Series Book 2)

I Hero: The Beginning

I Hero: Nathan Returns

As Life Goes: Elementary

MCSE Planning and Maintaining a Windows Server 2003 Network Infrastructure Exam Cram 2 (Exam Cram 70-293)




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Rave Reviews Book Club

Spotlight Author

TC Booth



Character Interview: Featuring Chase from To Be Honest

Hello, I’m Clean Read’s author TC Booth. I’m excited to share with you an interview with Chase McFall, a seventeen year old boy who works his way into Starla Emerson’s heart from my new young adult novel, To Be Honest.

Where do you go to school and what is your favorite subject?

  I’m a junior at Centerville High School in Indiana. My favorite subject is English because I sit with Star in that class.  She rocks at figuring out the meaning behind the book quotes our teacher gives us. She’s smart and pretty.

What hobbies or interests do you have?

 I compete in extreme sports. BMX competitions are my favorite. My brother is my biggest fan and coach. He has cerebral palsy so he can’t compete himself. I ride for him. He’s my hero.

Who do you most admire?

 That’s hard. I admire three people really. My mom. She raised my brother and me on her own. My dad couldn’t handle having a handicapped son so he took off when we were younger.

 My brother. He doesn’t let his condition stop him from lovin’ life. He smiles more than anyone I know. He’s pretty awesome.

 Starla. She’s the prettiest and sweetest girl I’ve ever met. She doesn’t hide her hand anymore. Even after being bullied about it, she’s not ashamed of being different. I admire that in her. She’s my brave girl.

Do you believe in God?

Yes, I do. He brought Starla into my life and gave me the best mom and brother anyone could’ve asked for.

 Do you have a motto?

No Fear. I have it tattooed here on my arm. That’s our motto, my brother and me. We face life head on with no fear. We won’t be cowards like my dad.

I hope you enjoyed getting to know a little bit about Chase. I think he’s a pretty cool guy and I had fun creating his character. He’s perfect for Starla.

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TODAY I’m giving away 1 (one) signed PAPERBACK copy of Luck of the Irish (US only – for winners living outside the US, the paperback copy will not be signed).

WINNER = Mistral K. Dawn

I’ll take this opportunity to introduce you to an amazing project called One Million Project – check the page here. I’ve been working on that for a little over a year now and it’s going to be launched next November.

Talented and versatile author Jason Greenfield (I profiled him in my GIVEBACK WEDNESDAY post last July – here) put together a collective work for The One Million Project with 24 short-stories written by himself and other authors and illustrated by different artists. He’s been working hard on that for a long time. I, on the other hand, have been lending a hand for the last fifteen months but I can tell you it’s been a beautiful and rewarding experience because the book will be made available on Amazon and sponsors will donate £1 per download to selected charity projects. Is this great or what?

STAY TUNED for further details in the next couple of months. Also, if you’re an artist or author, there will be new opportunities to participate in the The One Million Project Part 2. So, stick around and contact me!!


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And in celebration of RRBC’s BACK-TO-SCHOOL BOOK & BLOG BLOCK PARTY I’ve released a new collection of steamy short stories.

Please DON’T click HERE if you object to erotica stories involving three or more partners. 😀 If you don’t mind them, HAVE FUN!!

‘AS LIFE GOES’ Blog Tour

One of the prior topics on the blog tour was the discussion regarding offering up segments of your books online as free excerpts as a way to get readers engaged with your writing, your style of writing, and the theme of the given story you’re sharing with them.

I then offered three existing links that are also offered below in the “About As Life Goes: Elementary” section, with the promise of a fourth, never released excerpt for your enjoyment.

With that, here is the never before released, As Life Goes: Elementary – Excerpt IV

The school bus pulled up to Ward Street, and only Melissa and Matthew got out at the corner. They crossed the street in front of the bus, and then it continued northbound past Boylan’s corner store on South Cherry Street.

“So, I saw Liz finally got around to saying hello to you,” Melissa said, with her head turned to watch Matthew’s expression while they headed down the street to her house.

“Yeah. I didn’t know her so well. You know, except from class. I thought she lived in this neighborhood somewhere, but she lives over on Blakeslee.” Matthew kicked some of the snow boulders forward on the sidewalk.

“That’s closer to the southeast side schools: Dag, and Lyman Hall.” Melissa slowed at her driveway cut. “This is my house. I’ll call my mom. You’ll have to wait on the porch. I can’t have anyone in when no one’s home. Especially a boy.”

“Have you had many boys here?” Matthew said, and immediately regretted blurting it out.

Melissa thought about the comment for a second and smiled. “No. You’re the first one I brought home.” She kissed him on the cheek then darted into the house.


Melissa closed the front door behind her and blew a lung full of air out of her mouth all at once. I can’t believe I did that. TWICE now! What was I thinking? When did I become this mushy girl? She headed into the kitchen and grabbed the phone that hung on the wall. She dialed the number to her mother’s workplace and stretched the long coiled cord to the phone so that she could look towards the front windows. She watched Matthew pace around on the porch.

“Corametrics—how can I direct your call?” the female voice on the other end of the phone asked.

“Um … Accounting, Mrs. Canton, please,” Melissa asked, unsure of herself.

“One moment, please.” The line went on hold.

Too many last names, Melissa thought with a slight frown as the hold music filled her ear. Diane Wakeford, Melissa Bancroft, Karen Canton, wife of Joseph Canton … ugh! I miss Dad. I guess Diane feels the same way. I know Mom just wants to be happy and have someone in her life …”

“Hello,” the woman on the phone said on her return. “Mrs. Canton is unavailable to take a call at the moment. May I take a message for her?”

“Um … no, thank you. I’ll try her later.” Melissa hung up. She hated to leave messages despite her mother asking her to call once she got home from school, especially now with Diane not around because of work.

What could I say? She thought as she rummaged through the drawer in the kitchen for a pen and a piece of scratch paper. “Can you tell her, her daughter called, and leave her the message that she’s going up the street to do homework with a nice boy?” I hate that. It’s stupid to call, and I’m going to get her yelled at and into trouble at work. Melissa looked back to the front windows while she started the note to her mother. Still, he is a nice boy. I wouldn’t mind getting yelled at if it meant spending time with him. I wonder what music he likes. Melissa looked down at the little heart shape she’d drawn on the piece of paper. “This boy is making me brain damaged!” she said aloud and with a huff. She crumpled the paper, tossed it into the trash, and started a new note:

“Mom—I went up the street to Colony Convenience, where Diane works, to study with Matthew Sanford.” Melissa paused her writing for a moment. “I need help with Geography, and Matthew is a wiz at it. I will come home with Diane when the store closes around six. Love you—Missy.”

Oh, that sounded ridiculous, Melissa thought, dropping the pen on the table and walking away from the note. It serves the purpose. It communicated where I am, whom I’m with, and how and when I will be home, even if it sounds dorky.


Matthew peered briefly in through the window to check how far into the house he could see. It was too dark to make out much more than a hallway into the house going past a flight of stairs. The room at the far end might be the kitchen. He could see Melissa’s outline in the poor lighting. From where he stood, it looked like she’d taken off her hat and pulled the phone from the wall to place a call. With the tiny amount of light coming from the kitchen, it was hard to make out much, but she did shake out her long black hair.

I never really noticed how long it was, Matthew thought. She always has it pinned up or under a hat. The bangs look cute. Matthew pulled his face away from the window and walked back and forth on the porch, shaking his head like a puppy might. When the heck did I become a girl’s hair expert?

A few moments later, after thinking about Baseball cards, Styx, and whether it would be cool to have cable TV and thirty-six channels for the first time, Matthew stopped walking when Melissa came out of the house.


“All set?” Matthew turned to step off the porch but stopped short.

“Yep, all set. I called my mother.” Melissa turned to him since he’d stopped. “Everything okay?”

“Yes,” Matthew said, waving his hand forward in a partial motion to the stairs. Melissa stepped forward and realized he was letting her go first. Once she appreciated that, she simply stepped off and walked at a normal pace. “So, your Mom was okay with things?”

“Well,” Melissa admitted, sheepish, “I didn’t reach her. She couldn’t take the call, and I hate leaving a personal message like that with the woman who takes the calls, so I hung up and wrote her a note.” Melissa turned half a step in front of him. “It’s not a huge deal.”

“Of course not.” Matthew nodded. “I leave my Dad a note all the time when I take off to do something. It’s so he knows where I am and that way he doesn’t worry.”

Matthew slipped on an icy patch but caught his balance. Melissa stepped forward with her head turned back and snorted with a quick laugh then slipped herself. Matthew reached forward and grabbed her, one hand low on her waist and another on her shoulder to stop her fall. He held her effortlessly while keeping his stance on the remainder of the ice. The cold winter air escaped both of their open mouths as the two of them stood looking at one another. A look of uncertainty overtook Matthew’s expression as he held her, and he stood her up to let her go.

Keep breathing, Melissa said to herself. Saying something now would be cool. “Thanks for catching me. No point in cracking my head open; I could ruin the rest of winter that way.” Oh my God! Stop talking. The remainder of the walk. Say nothing!

“Uh, yeah. No problem. Sorry. I didn’t mean to grab at you.” Matthew sounded nervous.

“Oh yeah, well, anytime,” Melissa said, stepping forward. Oh God, maybe I can get out into the road at the corner, and a car can hit me. “Anytime?” What is wrong with me? He caught me and couldn’t wait to let me go. He had such an awful look on his face.

Matthew became quiet and said nothing further, and the two of them continued over the next few blocks to the store in silence.

When they came up alongside the building of his father’s store they each looked up at Diane, who stared back at them through the glass. Matthew confidently stepped ahead of Melissa to open the door for her. She jittered just a little but then immediately calmed down once she sensed that strength of character coming from him again.

Melissa stepped in and took her hat off, and Matthew pulled the door closed. Diane waved over to them. “Hi.” She looked surprised to see her little sister. “What are you doing here?” she mouthed silently to her as Matthew turned his head away and toward the glass windows of the garage area.

“Just a second,” Matthew said, touching her softly on her lower back and over her heavy winter jacket. “I want to see what my Dad is doing and then I can introduce you.” Matthew stepped away, and Melissa felt a tingle from his light touch.

“What are you doing here?” Diane whispered sharply. “No way Mom said this was okay.”

“I called her. She couldn’t come to the phone, so I left her a note on the kitchen table,” Melissa said in a hushed tone, looking back over at Matthew, who’d stepped into the garage area.

“What if Joe sees the note? He’ll go ballistic!” Diane said as her voice began to come back to a normal volume with Matthew out of hearing range. The sounds of the power tools going on and off would certainly drown out their voices.

“You worry too much about stepfather Canton, Diane,” Melissa said, cracking wise. “You’re twenty-four; if I were twenty-four, I wouldn’t let him push me around the way he does you and Mom.”

“Well, you’re not me. And you’re not depending on him for a place to live like I am. You’re still a minor and Mom’s daughter. If she’s there, he sort of has to keep you. He can remove me at any time.”

“You know he works until eleven and doesn’t get home for half an hour after that. Longer if he stops at the club to play cards.” Melissa’s irritation showed in her voice.

“He’s a cute boy,” Diane said, trying to change the subject to something more light hearted.

“I suppose,” Melissa said, attempting to sound indifferent.

“That was a miserable effort to sound uninterested in him,” Diane said, giggling. “Fifth grade …” She gave a sigh. “What a wonderful time of change.”

“Is that when you started liking boys?” Melissa asked.

“It might have been over the summer,” Diane said. “It might have even been the start of sixth grade, but it was Danny Quintin. I’d had a crush on him since second grade. It blossomed into something around then. Well, for me at least.”

Melissa looked over at Matthew talking to his father. He motioned over towards the two of them. Noticing they were looking at him, Matthew waved to the two of them, looking directly at Melissa. The blood rushed to her face, turning it red, while Diane waved back.

“My God, you’re blushing. You must really like him,” Diane said with a smile.

“I do.” She bit her lip, nervous. “I don’t think he does, you know, like that.”

“Why would you say that?” Diane asked.

“Well, I slipped on the ice earlier and he caught me before I fell. He barely said anything to me and then couldn’t wait to let me go,” Melissa said with a sad tone in her voice, looking through the shop window at him.

Diane countered, “Well, he asked you to study with him, and he could study and do homework by himself or with one of his other friends, but he asked you instead.”

“He also said we might listen to some music. I assume if we finished early,” Melissa responded, and glanced at the floor shyly.

“An invitation to study and then listen to music too?” Diane said. “When’s the wedding?”

“Stop. Please. Tease me any other day like a sister might but please not today. Yes. I do like him. He’s nice. He’s polite. He talks to me like I’m anyone. He knows I’m a girl, but he treats me the same as any of his friends. I like that. All the way home on the bus I talked, and he listened and he talked and I listened. It was better than talking to Carrie or Alecia.” Melissa turned to look at him again, and then turned around and looked at Diane. “I know I give you a lot of flak about Steve. I’m sorry. He treated you like crap as if he owned you. I’m not sorry to say I was happy when he kicked you out because that meant you got to come home and be with us. I like having you there.” She closed her eyes as tears welled up in them. “I’m sorry I was hard, saying what I felt, while that was all happening and when you first came home. I could have found a better way to tell you.”

“I know, Missy, and I understand,” Diane said. “That’s your style. Straightforward and from the hip. Someday, when I grow up, I want to be like you.”

Melissa wiped a stray tear away as the garage door opened, and Matthew and his father walked into the store area.

“Missy,” Matthew called out to her, “this is my Dad. Dad, this is Melissa, Diane’s sister.”

“Hi,” Mark said as he brushed his hands on his work pants. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m a little dirty, sorry.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Sanford,” Melissa said with a smile.

“Did you want a soda or anything before you go study? Matthew said that he asked you here and that no one was at your house.” Mark motioned toward the coolers.

A car pulled up to the fuel pumps, and Mark turned his head to look out.

“You seem to get a lot of cars through the fuel pumps,” Melissa said, looking out the windows as well. “I saw a few coming and going last week when I stopped in here with my Step Dad. He says you have the cheapest fuel in town.”

“Well, we have the location here on Route 5 and it’s on the corner; that’s certainly a traffic pull, but the main attraction is that we do have the lowest cost for fuel in town. It’s because we did away with the full-service pumps and have people pump fuel themselves, unlike most of the other stations, so we’re able to shed that cost and pass the savings along to the customer.” Mark gave a gentle laugh. “Honestly, I’d like to sell more coffee. I earn more per unit.” Mark looked over at Diane then back to Melissa. “The work I’m doing out there …” He pointed over his shoulder. “… converting two of the bays into more store space; I’m going to sublet that out. Your sister gave me that idea.”

“She’s smart like that,” Melissa said with a wide smile and turned toward Diane. “She’s pretty and kind, too. When I grow up, I want to be like her.”


The words from Mark and Melissa overwhelmed Diane, and she began to cry a little, so she turned her head away and tried to look busy. Matthew went over to the display of paper products and grabbed a small box of facial tissues for her. “Thank you,” she said, then sniffed and dried her eyes.

Matthew nodded and took Melissa by the hand to head into his Dad’s office area to do homework.

Mark watched them round the corner and turned back to Diane. “Are you okay?”

“Oh yes,” Diane said with a sniff. “Complements are scarce at home.”

“I’m sorry about that.” Mark sounded sympathetic. “They shouldn’t be in general, but especially not at home.”

“I can see where Matthew gets his kindness.” Diane leaned over the counter. “I think my sister likes him. You know. Like a girl likes a boy,” she said in a soft whisper.

“Oh,” Mark said, caught somewhat off guard. “Well, I guess I’ll need to have ‘that’ conversation with him soon. At least it’s a nice girl like your sister.”

Diane laughed a little. “She’s nice, but she’s tough too.”

“Matthew can use the challenge. Besides, if she’s anything like you, it’s worth any potential negative,” Mark said as he backed away and turned to head to the garage. “I mean that. Your idea for these two bays is very progressive. I’m encouraged that it will be successful. All I need now, really, is someone to operate that final garage bay for all the things I can’t do.”


Diane took on that intense look that she had when she focused on something. Mark could almost feel the look on him. The bell on the door rang as the customer came in to pay for his fuel. With Diane turned away to collect the payment, Mark headed back out to the garage.



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About As Life Goes: Elementary

“Every new beginning starts from nothing. Understanding that you can have everything in the love of one person, isn’t that worth the risk of personal capital? Isn’t that kind of love worth it?” – Diane Wakeford

“Have I ever told you, you’re the nicest boy I’ve ever met?” – Melissa Bancroft

“I will have the friends I want. I don’t care what boy likes me or what boy I like. You’re an awesome friend. I am not giving you up because we’re going to different schools or for any one person either.” – Elizabeth Wellsworth

Mark Sanford returns to his hometown with his son Matthew in tow to rebuild their lives. Recently divorced, and with the mother totally abandoning her parental responsibilities, both father and son are beginning their fresh start together.

Matthew begins to make new friends in the neighborhood and at school while he tries to find his place among people that have been friends with one another for years at elementary school.

Mark takes over the reins of the former family corner store with the help of a young woman looking for work. The ability to love and trust that woman entering his life is difficult for him because of all he has lost. For Matthew, that “first love” is difficult to understand without a motherly influence and with a father that has been deeply hurt.


As Life Goes: Elementary – Links to Excerpts

As Life Goes: Elementary – Excerpt I

As Life Goes: Elementary – Excerpt II

As Life Goes: Elementary – Excerpt III


Books and links

Before Another Sunset (The Sunset Series Book 1)

Another Sunset (The Sunset Series Book 2)

I Hero: The Beginning

I Hero: Nathan Returns

As Life Goes: Elementary


As Life Goes: The End of the Innocence – (expected November 2015)
As Life Goes: The Reunion – (expected April 2016)
As Life Goes: The Wedding (expected July 2016)
As Life Goes: The Funeral (expected October 2016)


I Hero: Untitled Book 3 (Expected first half 2016)
I Hero: Untitled Book 4 (Expected second half 2016)
I Hero: Untitled Book 5 (Expected first half 2017)


Social Media links

Twitter – @GUNDERSTONE https://twitter.com/gunderstone/
Facebook Author page – https://www.facebook.com/jzandri
LinkedIn – https://www.linkedin.com/in/jasonzandri
Google+ – https://plus.google.com/+JasonZandri/
Author blog – The GUNDERSTONE Review https://gunderstone.wordpress.com/




Jason has been working in the information technology field in one form or the other since 1996. He is currently employed full time at Bloomberg LP as a Systems Engineer in the R&D group. Jason lives in Wallingford Connecticut, with his wife Renata. He is the father to four children, three boys and 1 girl – 11 years (Andrew), 9 years (Angela), 7 years (Adam) and 6 years old (Alex).


“This tour sponsored by 4WillsPublishing.wordpress.com.”


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 Hmm… where was I? Oh, yes… I was about to introduce today’s guest!

I apologize but I always get distracted when I visit this talented author’s website and am greeted with the vision … I mean, the picture above. LOL

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Michelle serves at the Governing Board of Rave Reviews Book Club (if you’re not a member JOIN NOW – where else can you find great and supportive people and initiatives like this PAY IT FORWARD WEEK?).

That’s where I met her and learned to admire her style – discreet and quiet presence, which translates into few but insightful and funny remarks. The kind of person I need to learn a thing or two from since I’m too loud and exaggerated! LOL

But I’ll let Michelle tell you about herself:

“Hi, I’m MICHELLE ABBOTT. I’ve lived all my life in the UK. I’m a mother to two awesome children who are now adults. My own mother regularly took me to the library as a child, so I’ve grown up with a love of reading. I’ve enjoyed writing ever since I was old enough to hold a pen. I remember winning a writing contest at school and being too nervous to go on stage to collect my prize; my father had to accept the prize on my behalf. I’m no longer so shy, but I’m still somewhat of an introvert. I’ve written three new adult romance books, my latest being ‘Just Stay’ which I published in May. I’m currently working on my fourth book. I love the support we get from Rave Reviews Book Club and I’m delighted to serve in the role of HOSPITALITY Co-ordinator!”


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Joy Nwosu LoBamijoko

 When I think of this amazing author, who I met at Rave Reviews Book Club, the radiant smile in the picture above – same one that’s on the cover of her book – is what pops into my mind. So I naturally associate Joy with… well, joy!

And isn’t it a wonderful thing, I mean, being associated with such a good feeling? Let me tell you that this lady lives up to the promise in her name, and then some, once you have a chance to interact with her more closely.

In a group where supportive people abound, like RRBC, Joy stands out because of her awesome, tireless support of others. She’s everywhere – visiting blog tours, tweeting, commenting on the Book Club’s website and, mostly, reading and reviewing other members’ books. She is a sweetheart and I’m delighted to have her visiting today.

Here’s a little bit about Joy Nwosu LoBamijoko:

Joy Nwosu was born in Enugu, Anambra State of south-eastern Nigeria. Her parents were Charles Belonwu and Deborah Nwosu. She is the fifth in rank of the seven children of her parents. Joy was born into a music family.

Joy, now retired, was a music teacher, trained in Santa Cecilia, Rome, and obtained her Ph.D. in Music Education from the University of Michigan, USA.

She has written and published extensively on national and international scholarly journals, magazines, and newspapers.


Her short story I Come from Utopia was published in African Voices, Spring/Summer, 2007, pg. 18, and her first English novel; Mirror of Our Lives: Voices of Four Igbo Women was published in 2011, and was shortlisted for the Commonwealth Book Contest in 2012. She has also two books published in the Italian language.


She is a trained musician, and taught music for 35 years. She writes and records folk songs.


 There’s no better way to thank authors than reading and reviewing their books.



Legend of the Walking Dead: Igbo Mythologies is a journey into the mysteries of life and death of the Igbos of Nigeria. The book draws readers into the Igbo people’s ancient and traditional beliefs about life and death.

There is a very thin line dividing the land of the living and the land of the dead, so thin that spirits from both lands coexist. Sometimes, during the story, it is difficult to differentiate between the living and the dead. Both have bodies; the living existing in their bodies, while the dead exist in (are using) borrowed bodies.

Fifteen-year-old Osondu has disappeared. His mother goes searching for her son and faces the same fate. She too goes missing.

The gods are ever present, in control, and minister to both the living and the dead. This is because the gods minister to the spirits, not the bodies that harbor them. To the gods, the spirits of both the living and the dead are ever alive.

The world of the traditional Igbo society is a world in which the dead visit and interact easily with the living. It is also a world in which most of the time the living are at the mercy of the gods.




In Mirror of Our Lives, four Nigerian women share the compelling tales of their troubled lives and failed marriages, revealing how each managed to not only survive, but triumph under difficult and repressive circumstances.

Njide, Nneka, Miss Nelly, and Oby relive their stories of passion, deceit, heartache, and strength as they push through life—each on a unique journey to attain happiness, self-respect and inner peace. But none of the women’s journeys is without misjudgments and missteps. Njide falls in love at first sight, marries Tunji too quickly, and is dismayed when Tunji shows his true colors. Nneka once thought that she and Oji were the perfect couple—until Oji traveled to the United States. Miss Nelly is a kind and good-natured woman who allows everyone to take advantage of her—even her husband, whom she married only for his name. But everyone wonders why Oby and Mat even married at all, for their marriage was a battle from the very beginning.

The tales in Mirror of Our Lives: Voices of Four Igbo Women will inspire womenaround the world to never give up, to discover a sense of worth, and most of all, to learn to love themselves above everyone else.


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Don’t worry! You’re NOT seeing double or had too much wine!!

In fact, this mother/daughter team of writers, with a plethora of shared passions – Lake Erie, boating, shopping, drinking good wine, and eating cheese in all its wonderful varieties – is known as Maureen K. Howard.

Maureen is a soon-to-be retired high school English teacher with a focus on American Literature and Creative Writing. Brigette is the general manager of a well-known franchised restaurant and has a degree in Marketing. Their first novel, Sunny Side Up, is a humorous cozy mystery set on Kelleys Island in Lake Erie, Ohio. Book 2 in the Lake Erie Mystery series, Deviled, is scheduled to be released in the summer of 2015. People ask us if we argue about our books. We say No! Weird but true.

Even though I don’t know these two ladies personally, I can assure you they’re supportive, interesting people because you have to be like that to belong to such an awesome organization as the RAVE REVIEWS BOOK CLUB. And they’re very active members!!





From the relative safety of the doorway, I stared at my windblown friend as she extricated herself from the silky fabric. Considering she had just fallen from the sky, she was remarkably calm and collected. She looked like a superhero just stopping by, and I easily imagined her leaping back up into the blue and flying off to save the world from mayhem.

This is how Maureen Kovach and Brigette Howard present their book collaborative project – SUNNY SIDE UP – on their website and here’s the book’s blurb:

“Drink in one hand, credit card in the other, and everything else will sort itself out.”

The school year is over and the article deadlines have been met, so best friends, Francie and June, ditch their business attire, grab their flip flops, and head to the lake for some fun in the sun.
Instead of enjoying a relaxing Memorial Day weekend at Kelleys Island on Lake Erie, this dynamic duo finds themselves in the middle of a murder investigation. They need to find out who burned down their friend’s store, discover the identity of the charred corpse found in the wreckage, and clear Francie’s husband, Hamm, before he is charged with the crime.
Fueled up with their favorite snacks of wine and cheese, these adventure-loving ladies manage to keep their eyes open for a bargain, come up with a plan, and even indulge in a bit of romance, all while dodging increasingly dangerous attempts to silence them for good.
Grab your sunglasses, your favorite cocktail, a copy of Sunny Side Up, and head to the lake with them for an unforgettable weekend adventure.


There’s no better way to thank authors than reading and reviewing their books. Find Maureen and Brigette’s:

Amazon US

Amazon UK



Author Page on Amazon

Twitter handle @Mhowardbooks


 Email mhowardbooks@gmail.com



 “Don’t do that, Abby. 

I don’t like him and I will never like him. And he’ll never like me.

But, like it or not, we both love you. So we’ll make it work.”

John F. Kennedy Jr. very accurately predicting the less-than-stellar relationship he and Christopher Dean would have for the next twenty years

 Does the quote above sound implausible to you?

Well, in my opinion, it’s brilliant! And you’ll find it in I’ve Loved These Days (Book One in The Abigail Phelps Series) by amazingly talented author



I’ve met her through Rave Reviews Book Club (if you’re not yet a member go there RIGHT NOW and join us) and I can tell you she’s not only a talented indie author but amazingly supportive of fellow writers. Well, the whole idea of this PAY IT FORWARD WEEK originated with her , so you get my meaning! If you don’t know this awesome initiative, please, take your time to check it here.

Bethany is currently RRBC’s SPOTLIGHT AUTHOR and you don’t want to miss her posts there. They’re informative, interesting, and fun! Click here for the lineup!

In my opinion, there’s no better way to thank authors than reading and reviewing their books.

Here’s where you can go for Bethany’s- http://www.abbyphelps.com

I’ve Loved These Days: Abigail Phelps, Book One



Scenes From Highland Falls: Abigail Phelps, Book Two 



Two Thousand Years: Abigail Phelps, Book Three 

Author Page on Amazon

Author Page on GoodReads





 Email Links




Twitter handle @BTLiteraryStuff

Facebook Author Bethany Turner Page 

Facebook Abigail Phelps Page 



The Homepage of Bethany Turner

Abigail Phelps Reality is in the eye of the beholder…


See Bethany Write

The Year of Blogging Faithfully


WOW! What a kick-off for my very first PAY IT FORWARD WEEK !!






At Rave Reviews Book Club they’re one and the same. I joined the club a little over a year ago but only recently I got to know Nonnie Jules better, after she generously invited me to join the Governing Board. Boy! It’s been a ride!!

But I won’t talk about myself. Today the SPOTLIGHT is on this talented author and hard-working founder and President of Rave Reviews Book Club, which by the way, is the best Book Club you’ll find online. Please, don’t take only my word on that – check what RRBC has done for our members here.

Among the many quotes you will find in her book “SUGARCOATIN’ IS FOR CANDY & PACIFYING IS FOR KIDS” – go get it NOW if you haven’t yet because it’s a treat!! –  this one summarizes the essence of RRBC:

 “A tiny spark ignites a flame, just as a helping hand can do the same” – Nonnie Jules.

You can’t go wrong with this kind of thinking, right? I mean, if you put together an organization based on that principle you’re bound to attract generous and supportive people who share your vision. I guess that’s part of the secret of Rave Reviews Book Club and we have only Nonnie Jules to thank for that.

And, in my opinion, there’s no better way to thank authors than reading and reviewing their books.

Here’s where you can go – https://booksbynonnie.wordpress.com








Daydream’s Daughter, Nightmare’s Friend





 Sugarcoatin’ Is For Candy & Pacifyin’ Is For Kids Yes, I Said It!



If Only There Was Music…The Poetry of Forbidden Love





If you want to know more about Nonnie Jules, read her blog – https://nonniewrites.wordpress.com

For great tips on parenting, be sure to check – https://askthegoodmommy.wordpress.com

If you’re looking for priceless services for authors, here’s the place to go to – https://4willspublishing.wordpress.com




Twitter:  @NonnieJules

Facebook:  www.facebook.com/BooksByNonnie.