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I Am A Teapot – Book Spotlight

 

Dystopian Science Fiction

Date Published: March 23, 2021

Publisher: Saevitia Publications

 

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418: I Am a Teapot is a near-future dystopian science fiction novel that
explores a world where people by choice, birth, or punishment, relinquish
the rights to their physical body. Their brains exist in a
constantly-connected virtual interface where they enjoy a fantasy world of
endless indulgences. However, while their minds have fun, their bodies are
controlled by implants doing the filthiest and most dangerous jobs known to
humanity.

Stripped of their identities, these dredges of society are simply called
staff and they are disposable. But what happens when a staff becomes
cognizant of its situation and tries to break free?

When staff number 418’s physical body is broken, he must come to terms with
reality, and defend himself in a trial for his life. Will an unlikely
friendship save him from permanent retirement?

 

 

 

About the Author

Edgar Scott was born in Houston and grew up in Canada. The last of three
boys born to a brilliant Leukemia specialist and a manic-depressive mother,
Edgar’s childhood was not normal. Through trial and error, Edgar turned his
family situation into an opportunity to become the best version of himself.
He struggled in the classroom but thrived on the field. His love for
baseball and hard training got him a spot in numerous all-star teams,
playing under assumed names in the US. It got Edgar through high school
until he tore his shoulder. The journey of author Edgar Scott is one of
success despite adversity.

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The Treason of Robyn Hood Book Spotlight

 

Dieselpunk Adventure

 

Date Published: March 9, 2021

Publisher: Ink & Magick

What is the price of justice?

As a ward of the Lacklands, Robyn Loxley has lived a privileged life. Even now, in 1942, when another war ravages the world and people on the home front must do without, her adopted family is not affected by the rations and shortages.

That’s not to say she hasn’t been affected by the war personally. As Robyn hits yet another roadblock in her quest to see her best friend Will, trapped in a Japanese-American concentration camp, she stumbles onto the people of Sherwood.

With dark truths revealed about the Lacklands and what really goes on in Midshire, Robyn must answer what justice means to her and what she’s willing to do to exact it.

Robyn and the merry band get an update in this dieselpunk sci-fi adventure.

 

“The Treason of Robyn Hood has suspense, drama, humor, romance, and action, all jam-packed in a tightly paced novel full of intrigue…I enjoyed it immensely and will highly recommend it to fans of fantasy and adventure. “

—Readers’ Favorite®

“Connoisseurs of urban fantasy and offbeat romance will find this novel both a fun and fulfilling read. The clever characterizations and skillful melding of fantasy, adventure, and romance put a spotlight on sisterly devotion, oddball alliances, social conscience, and the human ability to rise above broken hearts and broken lives. “

 

—The US Review of Books

About the Author

D. Lieber has a wanderlust that would make a butterfly envious. When she isn’t planning her next physical adventure, she’s recklessly jumping from one fictional world to another. Her love of reading led her to earn a Bachelor’s in English from Wright State University.

 

Beyond her skeptic and slightly pessimistic mind, Lieber wants to believe. She has been many places—from Canada to England, France to Italy, Germany to Russia—believing that a better world comes from putting a face on “other.” She is a romantic idealist at heart, always fighting to keep her feet on the ground and her head in the clouds.

 

Lieber lives in Wisconsin with her husband (John) and cats (Yin and Nox).

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Airway Is Life Book Spotlight

 

Nonfiction

 

Date Published: February 28, 2021

 

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A national health crisis is stealing your family’s sleep away, one breath at a time. In Airway is Life, Dr. Meghna Dassani, DMD gives you the information you need to spot sleep-disordered breathing and other issues so that you can get the help that you and your family need. Why are all stages of sleep important? What diagnosis might show that sleep is an underlying issue? How can you convince your doctor to prescribe a sleep study? Dr. Dassani’s interesting, accessible work will give you the tools you need to protect your family’s sleep breathing and change their lives.

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Dr. Meghna Dassani is an internationally educated dentist practicing in Houston, Texas. She received her initial dental training from the University of Mumbai, India where she graduated in 1996 and she operated a successful practice there for 6 years prior to moving to the US. She is a 2005 graduate of the Boston University (BU) Goldman School of Dental Medicine, where she was actively involved in research projects and she enjoyed working in communities surrounding the dental school.

 

She has been practicing in Houston, Texas for the last 15 years. She has a passion for providing patients with the highest quality of care that will benefit their overall health. Screening and treatment of obstructive sleep apnea in adults and children is an integral part of her practice. Her vision and goal for herself and her team is to help patients with sleep disordered breathing get the treatment they need to live healthier, happier lives.

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Dogs of Devtown Book Spotlight

Cyberpunk Science Fiction

 

Date Published: April 16, 2021

Welcome to DevTown.

In this city, holo ads lumber like neon giants seeking advertising targets. Men and women pop Oracle tabs in search of relief or enlightenment or both. Creatures of unknown origin stalk the darkest alleys. In the center of it all, NexDev Tower looms over the city, home to hundreds of floors of top-secret research.

And in its shadow, Shan Hayes kills people for money.

Rejecting the mechanical enhancements so popular in DevTown, Shan needs only two things: The resynth serum that can reshape her body’s entire cellular structure, and her hand-cannon containing a sentient parasite capable of converting her blood into weaponized wasps.

As a hired gun for various crime syndicates, there’s little of the city’s underbelly Shan hasn’t encountered. But when a longtime business associate hires her to track down an underling who’s vanished into the neon night, Shan finds DevTown still holds secrets more deadly and terrifying than anything she could imagine.

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The target pauses, turns to look at Shan. Here in the alley, shadow swallows his face. Emerald neon reflects off his mirrorshades, but it’s not the only surface catching the soft glow. As he turns, light flashes around his knees and continues to his feet.

Mech legs.

As he stares her down through green-glinting shades, a hissing whine fills the alley. He turns just as the sound reaches a crescendo, and as it releases in a blast, he bounds away. The single leap carries him thirty feet, and the instant he lands, there’s another blast, carrying him another thirty feet.

The mech legs must have some sort of repulsor technology. Shan has heard of newer models which concentrate electromagnetic fields and use them to propel users at high velocities, but it doesn’t matter how his models work. Shan won’t catch him without enhancements of her own. There isn’t a single mech installed on her body, but she doesn’t need mechs. Not when she has resynth.

All these thoughts pass through her head in an instant. Before the target lands, Shan swallows a handful of CalPills. The large yellow capsules land in her stomach like a ton of bricks, but she needs the calories for what comes next. She slides a syringe from the clip on her belt and plunges the needle into her thigh.

She runs.

Resynth serum, that cocktail of proteins and viruses, floods her bloodstream, issuing commands to each cell it touches. The cells comply, transforming to accommodate the design coded into the serum. Heat ignites in her belly as the CalPills fuel the change. Shan’s joints rearrange, her muscles grow, her tendons expand and contract, reforming her body until she isn’t running, but galloping, using the force of four limbs to chase her target. She is more than human now. She is a predator, and her target is prey, no matter how much organic tissue he’s traded for metal.

Thanks to those mech legs, her target is fast, but she’s faster still. The pavement is cool and rough on her palms. The scents of DevTown sharpen as air rushes past her face. Her lips twist in a bitter smile. No hunt is complete without a chase.

 

 

A news report on the old flatscreen details another attack in another alley. In a dry voice with a matter-of-fact tone, the anchor narrates grainy footage of bone-thin men and women overwhelming a victim, mentions the growing trend of corpses covered in bite wounds. She relays the authorities’ promise to investigate the violence and provides a phone number for anyone with information to share.

“Literal zombies is what they are,” says the bartender, wiping a pint glass with a rag. “People comin’ back from the dead and bitin’ chunks outta folks.”

Shan grunts, but offers no comment. She doesn’t care what he thinks. Theories won’t improve the streets of DevTown, but that’s never stopped conversation at Infusion.

“Aw, not this again,” shouts a voice behind Shan. “We got no proof the shamblers ever died to begin with.”

Shamblers. It’s the term used by anyone unbound by journalistic integrity, referencing the clumsy way the attackers move.

“Every single one of ’em looks like a walkin’ corpse. Add the bite marks, and how they don’t seem to feel nothin’ when folks fight back, it makes perfect sense.” The bartender sets down the pint glass and leans into the bar. Slender mech fingers drum a staccato on old wood. “I bet it’s Oracle tabs makin’ people do it. Ever notice how many of those victims turn up in Tabber Alley?”

“Shut up,” says another voice. “Oracle can’t raise the dead.”

“You sure?” says the bartender. “Oracle’s the newest drug on the street. No one’s studyin’ it. Tabbers know what happens after they swallow, but what about after they die?”

The door to Infusion slams open. Shan glances over her shoulder, half-expecting to find a bone-white, withered corpse of a person. It would shamble in, fall upon one of Infusion’s patrons and bite into his neck, sucking everything out until the patron is twitching on the stained floor and the newcomer’s body bloats with fluid.

But that’s not what she sees. Instead, it’s three men. They’re pale, but not bleached white, and they certainly aren’t wasting away. Their arms are thick, their chests wide. As one, they stride up to the bar. There’s no sizing up the patrons, no scanning for dangerous characters. Each man’s gate is purposeful, fearless. One settles into a stool next to Shan, and the others wait behind him, snapping at the bartender for attention. After they order a round of drinks, an uneasy silence falls over Infusion. Nobody offers another opinion on Oracle tabs, nobody theorizes on the shamblers’ origin. Everyone stares at their glasses, but the bar’s collective focus centers on the newcomers.

“You Shan Hayes?” says one man. His voice is a dagger, piercing the silence and leaving a gaping wound in its wake.

“Who’s asking?”

The man’s lips quirk in a smile. “Heard we might find her here.”

Shan holds his stare, tracking his companions in the corner of her eye. One has shifted a hand inside his black trench coat; the other drifts sideways, flanking her. She doesn’t know who sent them, but they aren’t here for a friendly chat.

So Shan acts before they do. She throws an elbow back, sinking it into the gut of the man shifting behind her. As he grunts, more from surprise than pain, she keeps turning, spinning off her seat and using her other hand to snatch his glass of whiskey and hurl it at his companion in the stool beside her. He dodges the projectile, and it shatters in a spray of gold and glitter. That split second of hesitation is all she needs. She shuffles away until they’re in front of her, the bar at their backs. At least she’s not surrounded anymore.

The guy reaching into his jacket withdraws his hand to reveal a weapon. It’s not a gun or even a knife, though. This is a long black baton with ice blue spirals running up and down its length. He lunges at her, lifting the weapon over his head. Reckless.

With ease, she sidesteps the attack and throws herself into a counterstrike. Her knuckles crash into his jaw, but a jarring vibration runs from her wrist to her shoulder. He barely reacts to the perfectly placed blow, now whirling toward her. He even has the audacity to smile.

Of course. He’d used mechs to reinforce his bones. Not a terrible investment for someone on his career path.

The guy with the baton lurches toward her, and Shan reacts instantly. She grabs a syringe from her belt, plunges it into her thigh, and throws the empty canister at her attacker. He dodges, and she backs away, waiting for the serum to do its work.

The cells in her arms split, change, and die, burning calories at a rapid rate. Her stomach feels empty, and the emptiness spreads to her entire body as the serum demands more fuel.

Kim would not approve of this.

Shan forces herself to focus through the sudden hunger, the lightheadedness, the feverish disorientation. Her right arm has grown razor-sharp spines along the edge of the forearm, and her left has changed into a massive claw as hard as a diamond.

This time, when the guy swings at her, Shan plants her feet and blocks with her spiny forearm. His elbow catches on the fresh blades, and when she jerks her arm aside, it shreds his mech. The club rattles to the floor, but he stays upright. Synthetic skin hangs in ribbons around the ruined chrome. He sneers.

Shan sways where she stands, her body burning through calories at an unsustainable rate. She has to finish this. Without CalPills, she can’t hold this form long.

She launches herself at the man with the shredded arm, bringing the full weight of her claw into the crook of his neck. Now he falls, legs buckling under the force of her blow. The claw sinks into his shoulder. It isn’t heavy enough to sever an entire mech, but its serrations still cut partway through. Shan rips the claw free, and he collapses, twitching in the chaos of shorted and severed connections.

The clock is ticking. Shan’s growing weaker by the second.

She kicks a loose barstool at one attacker and lunges at the other. It’s a reckless move, but she doesn’t have the time to maneuver so there’s nobody behind her. She must rely on her own speed, hoping to finish one guy before the other recovers.

In the blink of an eye, she’s on top of her target. The spines on her forearm pierce flesh and tendons on his chest with ease, and when she tears the arm free, he gives a low, gurgling moan. Blood sprays a nearby table. Her stomach roars with hunger, and her head vibrates, but she can’t stop yet.

She whirls to face the last of them, but he’s ready for her. The barstool she kicked is his weapon now. He’s already mid-swing, and the seat catches her under the ear.

Darkness swallows her.

 

About The Author


Taylor Hohulin is a radio personality by morning, a science fiction author by afternoon, and asleep by 9:30. He is the author of The Marian Trilogy, Tar, Your Best Apocalypse Now, and other genre-bending stories. He lives in West Des Moines, Iowa with his wife, where they are owned by two cats and a dog.

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Raising Children With Our Heavenly Father – Spotlight Post for RABT Book Tours

 

Parenting, Christian Living

Date Published: Jan 26, 2021

Publisher: Clay Bridges Press

 

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Raising Children with Your Heavenly Father encourages parents to plant
spiritual seeds in the hearts of their children from birth. With time, those
spiritual seeds (Scripture, Bible stories, spiritual songs) grow and mature,
producing godly children who know right from wrong and live exemplary
lives.  Pray that those children will give the next generation a
strong, spiritual heritage as well.

When parents tell their children that God wants them to treat others as
they would like to be treated, they are more prone to hear and obey. The
name of God has clout with children, who innately revere God. When they
choose to obey their parents or other adults, they are actually obeying
God’s fifth commandment to “honor your father and your mother.” All children
need to know and attempt to keep the Ten Commandments and live by God’s many
teachings found in the Bible.

This book has hundreds of verses with practical applications for parents,
teachers, and counselors. With this valuable resource, you can embrace your
opportunity to raise godly children who walk with their Heavenly
Father.

Proceeds from this book will be used to spread spiritual seeds around the
world.

 

 

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Susan Parker was born in New York City, spent her preschool years in
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and then moved to Odessa, Texas, where she lived
through the 12th grade. A year after graduation, she married her high school
sweetheart, Phil Parker. After they graduated from Baylor University, God
blessed them with three wonderful children: JoEllen, Pamela, and Philip
Jr.

Susan began writing Raising Children with Your Heavenly Father after
reading Bruce H. Wilkinson’s The Daily Walk Bible several times. During the
second reading, she started highlighting parenting scriptures, and on the
third reading, Susan began transforming scripture into parenting
lessons.

She has always had a passion for teaching children, and she raised her
children using Scripture. She explained to her children that God wants them
to be kind, loving, and forgiving. She also planted a multiplicity of
spiritual seeds in the lives of many, many children. For years she taught
flannel board Bible stories to preschoolers and afterschool YMCA children,
and teaching eighth-grade girls on Sunday was pure joy!

Writing Raising Children with Your Heavenly Father has brought her much joy
and satisfaction!

 

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I Am Home – Book Spotlight Post

 

Self-Help, Spirituality

Date Published: July 10, 2020

 

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My life has been a roller coaster filled with loss, pain, illness, failure,
heartache and suffering. (Life can be so much fun, right?) It has also been
filled with PURE JOY – the joy of spiritual awakening, wonderful people,
world travel, long bike rides, hiking up mountains and the heart-warming
adventures that come from taking the road less traveled. When I was 23 I had
a profound spiritual enlightenment experience and since then my life has
been about exploring how I can wake up to that state more fully and help
others to as well. This book shares my adventurous and ultimately triumphant
story of finding happiness through inner transformation. It explains how
going “crazy” can actually be a good thing and how when things
fall apart, that’s the doorway to something more.I believe that
we’re all in this together. It is my hope that by sharing what I know
others can find joy in the middle of their own difficulties and ultimately
find their way home.

 

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Kimberly Herndon has traveled the world and studied various spiritual paths
to enlightenment to determine what makes us truly happy. Kimberly has a
bachelor’s degree in International Studies from the University of Washington
in Seattle. She also has a master’s degree in Theological Studies from the
Iliff School of Theology in Denver, Colorado. She is from Overland Park,
Kansas, and lives in Denver with her boyfriend, their human baby and two fur
babies.

 

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