51iOj5Xjl2L._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-v3-big,TopRight,0,-55_SX324_SY324_PIkin4,BottomRight,1,22_AA346_SH20_OU15_ Wedding Bands by Ev Bishop
As per Ev Bishop’s usual style, her book settings are enticing so that they draw her readers in at the onset. In her novel Wedding Bands,
the culinary descriptions alone will leave you salivating and famished.
Bishop portrays characters liken to the Phoenix rising from the ashes of the fire, which is the roller coaster ride of life.
Bishop astutely portrays the natural essence of the human being in that the enigmatic characters continually surprise us.
I’m pleased to hear that this book has a series to follow as I’m now entrenched in Bishop’s relentless, outdoorsy, charming and authentic characters.
Can’t wait to see which direction they take us next.
Good on you Ev Bishop Cheers!

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Spiritual memoirs of a blessed life by Roger Carling–Kelly is a delightful read.  One which you can follow the trek of one man’s suffering that blossoms  into awareness.  His journey weaves through the tapestry of spirituality, alternative healing practices and personal growth on this tenderhearted journey.









Petrocelli by John Rachel;!!!Petrocelli Cover_200x300

John Rachel’s latest novel is far removed from his usual genre of Political satire. Not for the faint of heart, nor the weak of stomach. Petrocelli is a provocative, dark, primal journey into the underworld of Human trafficking and all it’s maniacal, sadistic players. An intellectual stimulant for those wanting to be in the know. A thrilling read for anyone who dares to delve into the pits of hell that Rachel so eloquently evokes. A can’t put it down novel, that should become a movie Thriller.

review by Gina Dawn

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ABOUT Gina Dawn; 

Gina Dawn is a survivor, she has bounced back from a massive cerebral infarction {aka stroke} at age 17, and a type of cancer which is usually fatal in her late twenties and much more. Her rollercoaster ride of a life is expressed through her stories, funky poems and prose. She also does advocacy for persons with brain injuries. Forever finding new coping and management skills for memory improvement and the challenges the brain injured have need of. Book reviews are a favorite pastime for her. As well as learning new words everyday.
I’m a Canadian mountain girl who wears Harley Davidson boots, with her jeans tucked inside. My daughter always says “Mum where is the flood? “and, “Mum untuck your jeans from those stupid boots, you look like a farm girl!” I said “Honey, I am a farm girl” lol
I grew up on a ranch in the Caribou mountains. Our little slice of heaven and Dad’s Hobby farm tax deduction, for his contracting company. We had seven natural springs there and everyone raved about Mom’s coffee, regardless of which brand she used!
I love to write poetry down by the river, with my dogs beside me, I’m a student of humanity, more recently I’m learning about online publishing. I also advocate for persons with brain and head injuries which I found rewarding. I love to learn new things and meet new people, it’s a great way to expand ones horizons.  This Queen’s copyrighted poem of mine entitled I remember,
tells my whole story:



I remember cinnamon and nutmeg, thickening the air,

Flying saucers, made of Corning ware,

Scrawny screaming Mama’s, dashing here to there,

Chubby consoling Auntie’s over dresssed with flare

Turbine building Daddy’s polished to a glare,

Wet backed horses, no one else would dare,

To mount to ride to chase down the bear,

On my quarter horse of grand confirmation,

I was ten feet tall and could not be taken!

No return, no surrender!

Gina Dawn

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