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Meet Sally Cronin
Please welcome Sally Cronin, author of a short stories, a copious and impressive blog, novels, and a number of books on health, wellness, weight loss, and media training. Her most recent book is called Tales from the Garden. I’m particularly thrilled to have Sally on Reade and Write because she is a tireless and selfless promoter of other authors.
Hi, Sally!
Thank you so much Amy for inviting me along today to talk about my books and blog.
Tell me about your new book.
My latest book is a collection of fairy stories called Tales from the Garden and the stories cover the usual fairy story themes of love won and lost, evil witches and handsome princes.
Who is the audience for the book?
Judging by the comments it would seem that fairy stories appeal to all ages and I was surprised by the reaction from men and women…
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“Lazy? No, Miss-Judged” by Jayne King
I am pleased to publish the below poem, “Lazy? No Miss-Judged”, by Jayne King. For Jayne’s poem, “Dreadfully Drained” please visit http://newauthoronline.com/2016/03/03/dreadfully-drained-by-jayne-king/.
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People think I’m lazy,
Sleeping until noon,
They don’t see my misery,
Making judgments, too soon.
They don’t know that I have been
Laying awake for hours.
Tossing as well as turning,
Underneath the covers.
Finally, as the world around starts waking,
My eyelids feel like lead,
Now, what I’ve been waiting for all night,
I have to fight, instead.
House of Glass
How easy to judgement pass
As we sit in our house of glass
Watching the foolish trip by
On heels high.
How simple it is to sneer
At those who in joy and fear
Lose
Themselves in shoes
Passing near.
With our clear view
We watch the stupid stew
And smile
In denial
For ‘Tis not me and you …
Metaphors
He speaks in metaphors
Of doors
That with reluctance open
And flowers, their stems broken
By the passionate gale
That leaves pale
Ghosts behind.
In his mind
He sees
The bees
Sup from the flower’s heart.
The rain start
To fall
And summer joys, turn to gall.
Birds
I have always felt an afinity with birds.
Birds singing bringing to mind you, their song tearing my heart in two. Birdsong expressing what I can not express, my inadequate thoughts on life and death. Unaware of their own mortality, birds sing wild and free.
3-D: A Party for the Story Reading
Hello everyone. The Four Naughty Chimps are back and it’s time to get jiggy! None other than the one and only Chris Graham, better known to you as The Story Reading Ape, is here today. And I’ve decided to throw him a party. Woot!
Chris/Ape is such a multi-talented individual, making book cover designs and promo trailers. Not to mention his tireless promotion of Indie authors. I’m going to start this party by showing you a sample of something new he’s doing — 3-D images of book covers. I was so excited to see Atonement, Tennessee in 3-D!
The Prices, etc, can be found at: http://thestoryreadingapeblog.com/tsra-3d-books/
It wouldn’t be a party if I didn’t invite everyone to come out and play. When I saw the wonderful 3-D image, on a whim I challenged our Ape/Chris to write a quick story relating to 3-D. Not only did he go 3-D…
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Wolves
A lone wolf
At the edge of the pack
Feels no lack
Of comrades true
For through
The clouds his friend,the moon, breaks.
He howls and wwakes
The ancient fear
In those dwelling near.
The hunter his gun aims.
The wolf’s brains
Explode.
There is no need to reload.
Taking up the body of his friend
He glances at the clouds which portend
A storm.
The sky so dark and forlorn.
Alone
At home
He sits
And strips
The carcass bare.
The pack neither know nor care
About the hunter’s prey.
They will commune
With the moon
Another day.
‘Albatross’ – Extract 4
“Dreadfully Drained” By Jayne King
I am pleased to publish the below poem, “Dreadfully Drained” by Jayne King. For Jayne’s poem, “Sleepless 1 and 2” please visit http://newauthoronline.com/2016/01/30/sleepless-1-and-2-by-jayne-king/.
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On the sofa I’m falling asleep,
But in bed I lay awake.
Why this bizarre occurance?
Life’s no piece of cake.
Work is so draining,
Everyone wants a piece of me.
I’m merely human, you know?
Why can’t they just let me be?
This can’t be all to life,
Please, someone tell me there’s more.
People are quick to ask for favours,
But when I ask, I’m shown the door.
With all these things floating around,
My fatigue growing the wrong way,
Unsure when or if answers will come,
It’s no wonder sleep stays away.
K Morris - Poet 