Birthright

  Amazon Customer 5.0 out of 5 stars   Excellent read! Reviewed in the United States on October 31, 2019 Verified Purchase Excellent read! The author keeps you turning the pages - I wish it had been longer! A good read for all ages. Early 18th century, Loth, Scotland. A time fraught with fear, as witch trials subdued for years return. In Elspeth's community, women were often the target of these accusations. Now twelve, Elspeth learns that she is a witch - like her mother - and with it comes a life that will bring them great loss. Journeying to the Highlands, they follow an omen through a path of dark visions and danger. Soon, Elspeth will need to prove her worth in battles both internal and external. But in a world dictated by fear, can she win the biggest conflict she has ever faced, and take back what she thought was lost forever? http://mybook.to/elspeth   EBOOK http://mybook.to/elspethpb   PAPERBACK http://mybook.to/elspethlp     LARGE PRINT http://mybook.to/elspethpkb    POC

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What can I say about Mary Deal? For one, she is a perfectionist and my dearest friend. We meet a long time ago on Authornation and from then on, we've been in contact with each other ever since. I wanted to show off her books, as they are all very well written and have received numerous awards. You can find them all on Amazon. I promise you, you won't be disappointed in any of them, for her works shows much professionalism. They are hard to put down. It is also my reason for showing her off, due to the fact, that again, she has helped me out. I just recently contracted with a publisher she is also contracted under. She is mentoring me. A seasoned author, such as herself, I am honored. I just hope to stand up to her expectations and not mess up or if I do, pick myself back up and persevere.  I've never let anyone down, not yet, at least. So, I now introduce you all to Mary and some bit of information about her and her books. Buy them! They are that good!   

It is 1700, Loth, Scotland. Elspeth, who is now twelve, learns that she is a witch and from that day she begins her lessons on her craft, but at some point she learns about her fate as well . . . as does her Mother. They knew that a day would come, in the distant future, that she would eventually be on her own. The omens told her as did her familiar, Bram. Now, after experiencing a tragic event, she must face the world alone. A world where monster exist, but only in the minds of friends and neighbors, whose only lot in life is to seek gratification in the death of someone they friended. Buy Elspeth     

Alright, again, I know I haven't posted anything in awhile. It's been super crazy since March 17th...lockdown! Isolation! 6 feet distances! Not to mention the melting of days into other days and the sheer boredom of trying to keep busy without going stir crazy. For me though, being multi-talented I have and I mean this literally, a room full of art supplies. So, I have been feeding myself with art, because before all this nonsense, I was writing. Now, I have all the time in the world, so art became my choice of recreation if you will. What does this have to do with punctuation marks? Nothing! I'm just spewing jibber jabber. Punctuation marks...what the stylebooks aren't telling you. I am mentoring a new, young, author and so I post stuff like this for him and for others following the path of becoming published. The thing you must know is read...read...read some more, but for goodness sake READ! Read the genre you are writing about and then when you do, just write.

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