Just a quick note today. I want to tell you what a joy it was for me to present "Sunrise, Day One!" to the Las Crurces Chapter of the ARE today! I not only got to tell others about my book and how it came about, but I had the great pleasure of hearing testimony for those who had already read it as they told me what the book has meant to their lives!
I was humbled by their praise of the book and the thanks they gave me and my guides for writing it. I don't think there is any greater pleasure for me than to know that I have been able to help others understand their own spiritual nature and their relationship with Spirit. To hear someone say, "I no longer fear death because of the understanding that I got from your book," is reward enough for all and any struggles I have had in getting the book into print!
Thank you, Las Cruces for what you have given me today!
Dottie
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
What about the predictions in "Sunrise, Day One!"?
Good morning all.
It's a beautiful spring day in this area of the country today! As we look at the sunshine, the flowers that have begun to bloom and listen to the birds cheerfully singing, cataclysmic events are far from our minds. It's easy to think that nothing like that will happen here, and certainly not today!
The Law of Averages says you're right! Earthquakes big enough to move a continent and change the Earth's rotation on its axis don't happen every day! But don't tell that to the people of Chili! That is exactly what has happened there!
So, was that earthquake in Chili the beginning of the massive earth changes that are described in "Sunrise, Day One!"? Possibly. I truly do not know. I can only report how I felt when I heard NBC's Nigthly News describe the effects that the earthquake had had! What I felt was amazement and fear, fear that the powerful quake would set off a chain of geological responses to the movements it had made,... fear because I really would not like to be one who has predicted such events! I knew others would have questions for me, how I knew and what to do to be safe.
Strange, but I have no answers. I wrote what I wrote because my Spirit Guides directed me to write it. They showed me in my mind what they wanted others to see through my words. And they gave me the lessons that they wanted taught through those experiences given in the book.
Since the early 1960's, Spirit has shown me scenes of a time when all was confusion and chaos. It bothered me to the point that I lived with what I felt would be essential in my pockets, things like matches, a pocket knife, etc. I knew that when that time came, I should have on good shoes, shoes that I could walk in, because cars would not be possible. These visions bothered me until the early 1970's when a wise psychic told me that, what I was seeing was not yet, but was a long way off and that I should put them out of my mind and live my life. Relieved, I did exactly that...for a while.
In the 1980's we moved to W. KY, and I immediately felt I should learn the wild plants in the area and know which plants could be eaten. I was directed to learn these, because they told me, when the cataclysm comes, we will need to know how to eat off the land, what is available in Nature; all will be havoc, people stealing what others have to eat, taking whatever they could. Not a pretty scene. I studied the plants and know them pretty well. Well enough to survive? I hope I don't ever have to put it to the test!
In my book, I also describe the huge wall of water that Susan sees coming down the lake she lives on. Well, that was a vision that Spirit gave me looking out from my own front porch! And they said that would happen if the waters of the Great Lakes were thrown out of their banks.
So, the things that I wrote about in my book were things that came to me long before I began to write "Sunrise, Day One!." How accurate they are or their true source, I do not know. They were just given to me, and I gave them to you readers in the book.
Let's all pray that such Earth changes can be averted. But can we raise the consciousness of mankind enough to stop them? That is what it will take! Mankind has to change its ways of thinking. They must discover that only through cooperation and peace can we continue to live on this earth without massive changes that cleanse the Earth of such negativity! They must learn to think of others outside of themselves, look at things as being all connected, forget the self and discover the whole!
Peace all..... Dottie
It's a beautiful spring day in this area of the country today! As we look at the sunshine, the flowers that have begun to bloom and listen to the birds cheerfully singing, cataclysmic events are far from our minds. It's easy to think that nothing like that will happen here, and certainly not today!
The Law of Averages says you're right! Earthquakes big enough to move a continent and change the Earth's rotation on its axis don't happen every day! But don't tell that to the people of Chili! That is exactly what has happened there!
So, was that earthquake in Chili the beginning of the massive earth changes that are described in "Sunrise, Day One!"? Possibly. I truly do not know. I can only report how I felt when I heard NBC's Nigthly News describe the effects that the earthquake had had! What I felt was amazement and fear, fear that the powerful quake would set off a chain of geological responses to the movements it had made,... fear because I really would not like to be one who has predicted such events! I knew others would have questions for me, how I knew and what to do to be safe.
Strange, but I have no answers. I wrote what I wrote because my Spirit Guides directed me to write it. They showed me in my mind what they wanted others to see through my words. And they gave me the lessons that they wanted taught through those experiences given in the book.
Since the early 1960's, Spirit has shown me scenes of a time when all was confusion and chaos. It bothered me to the point that I lived with what I felt would be essential in my pockets, things like matches, a pocket knife, etc. I knew that when that time came, I should have on good shoes, shoes that I could walk in, because cars would not be possible. These visions bothered me until the early 1970's when a wise psychic told me that, what I was seeing was not yet, but was a long way off and that I should put them out of my mind and live my life. Relieved, I did exactly that...for a while.
In the 1980's we moved to W. KY, and I immediately felt I should learn the wild plants in the area and know which plants could be eaten. I was directed to learn these, because they told me, when the cataclysm comes, we will need to know how to eat off the land, what is available in Nature; all will be havoc, people stealing what others have to eat, taking whatever they could. Not a pretty scene. I studied the plants and know them pretty well. Well enough to survive? I hope I don't ever have to put it to the test!
In my book, I also describe the huge wall of water that Susan sees coming down the lake she lives on. Well, that was a vision that Spirit gave me looking out from my own front porch! And they said that would happen if the waters of the Great Lakes were thrown out of their banks.
So, the things that I wrote about in my book were things that came to me long before I began to write "Sunrise, Day One!." How accurate they are or their true source, I do not know. They were just given to me, and I gave them to you readers in the book.
Let's all pray that such Earth changes can be averted. But can we raise the consciousness of mankind enough to stop them? That is what it will take! Mankind has to change its ways of thinking. They must discover that only through cooperation and peace can we continue to live on this earth without massive changes that cleanse the Earth of such negativity! They must learn to think of others outside of themselves, look at things as being all connected, forget the self and discover the whole!
Peace all..... Dottie
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Jan.9, 2010 Larry's funeral.
Just have to put down a few thoughts tonight. We just came home from a long-time family friend's funeral, Larry Myers. Larry was more than just a friend, he was our grandson's father.
Larry was a building contractor. We hired him about 20 years ago to put a roof over a house trailer that we had on our property. We owned a small fishing resort at the time and the house trailer was for my parents to stay in when they came up from Florida for a visit.
Larry was a handsome young man of about 30, and I liked him right away. He had a flare about him. Maybe it was his cowboy boots or the fact that he also owned horses, did horse-shoeing on the side and road bulls in the rodeo on the week-ends. But we hit it off really well.
He also took a shine to our daughter, Becky, and the two of them began to date. What I didn't know was that he also liked to drink. In the fall of 1991, Larry and my daughter took us out to dinner and announced that they wanted to get married. That was fine with us as long as he would treat her right, and he promised that he would. Then they announced that she was pregnant. Well, what was there to say to that? We had just said that they could get married!
But the wedding never happened. Becky moved in with him while they were making the wedding arrangements and quickly learned that she could not live with Larry. He would get drunk almost every night and that was just not something she could or would endure. So, she came back home.
Larry was still in our lives, though, and in our grandson's life. Though Becky couldn't live with him, there were still feelings there, as there were with us. We hired him to do several other construction jobs for us in the following years, all of which he did with meticulous care.
And as time passed and our friendship grew, Larry began to reveal the causes of his problems to us - Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. At least, that is what they call it now, now that it is so prevalent among our soldiers today. When Larry got out of the service there was no mention of such a thing. Larry had been stationed on the DMZ in Korea at age 17, and what he saw and experienced there left him with flashbacks and survivor's guilt. He drank and took risks with his live time after time after getting out of the service to try to stop the horrors that haunted him.
Last Wednesday night, Larry's quest for peace succeeded. He died; his body, broken and unable to handle any more alcohol, gave up. The passed few years had become even harder for Larry. He had a motorcycle accident that left him with brain damage and sever pain in his back. Though he continued to work, the back pain got worse and worse. The head injuries seemed to causes more flashbacks that usual. Many trips to the Veteran's Hospital now offered him psychological counseling as well as treatment for his back. But after many months of that, the medications that they gave him left him with blood pressure problems and a chemical imbalance that caused a stroke-like condition. Unable to work, he lost his truck, had to sell his horses and got behind on his child support payments. He started paperwork to get disability from the government, and Becky agreed to wait until that came through for her child support money.
Then, last spring, Larry's mom died. Next, the bank re-possessed his property and house, and he had to move out in November. And in December, the court saw fit to arrest Larry for non-payment of his child support, despite Becky's pleas otherwise. We bailed him out, and, honorable man that he was, he saw that we got our money back. Is it any wonder that he decided to go get drunk last week?
The military was at the funeral. They gave him a 21-gun salute. It seemed to me to be way too little for all the years of emotional pain that he had suffered because of his military service.
What would this kind, gentle, skilled man's life have been like if he had not served in the Army? What would our daughter's life been like? What joys would he have known without his soul racked with pain?
Rest in peace, my friend. You'll be greatly missed.
Larry was a building contractor. We hired him about 20 years ago to put a roof over a house trailer that we had on our property. We owned a small fishing resort at the time and the house trailer was for my parents to stay in when they came up from Florida for a visit.
Larry was a handsome young man of about 30, and I liked him right away. He had a flare about him. Maybe it was his cowboy boots or the fact that he also owned horses, did horse-shoeing on the side and road bulls in the rodeo on the week-ends. But we hit it off really well.
He also took a shine to our daughter, Becky, and the two of them began to date. What I didn't know was that he also liked to drink. In the fall of 1991, Larry and my daughter took us out to dinner and announced that they wanted to get married. That was fine with us as long as he would treat her right, and he promised that he would. Then they announced that she was pregnant. Well, what was there to say to that? We had just said that they could get married!
But the wedding never happened. Becky moved in with him while they were making the wedding arrangements and quickly learned that she could not live with Larry. He would get drunk almost every night and that was just not something she could or would endure. So, she came back home.
Larry was still in our lives, though, and in our grandson's life. Though Becky couldn't live with him, there were still feelings there, as there were with us. We hired him to do several other construction jobs for us in the following years, all of which he did with meticulous care.
And as time passed and our friendship grew, Larry began to reveal the causes of his problems to us - Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. At least, that is what they call it now, now that it is so prevalent among our soldiers today. When Larry got out of the service there was no mention of such a thing. Larry had been stationed on the DMZ in Korea at age 17, and what he saw and experienced there left him with flashbacks and survivor's guilt. He drank and took risks with his live time after time after getting out of the service to try to stop the horrors that haunted him.
Last Wednesday night, Larry's quest for peace succeeded. He died; his body, broken and unable to handle any more alcohol, gave up. The passed few years had become even harder for Larry. He had a motorcycle accident that left him with brain damage and sever pain in his back. Though he continued to work, the back pain got worse and worse. The head injuries seemed to causes more flashbacks that usual. Many trips to the Veteran's Hospital now offered him psychological counseling as well as treatment for his back. But after many months of that, the medications that they gave him left him with blood pressure problems and a chemical imbalance that caused a stroke-like condition. Unable to work, he lost his truck, had to sell his horses and got behind on his child support payments. He started paperwork to get disability from the government, and Becky agreed to wait until that came through for her child support money.
Then, last spring, Larry's mom died. Next, the bank re-possessed his property and house, and he had to move out in November. And in December, the court saw fit to arrest Larry for non-payment of his child support, despite Becky's pleas otherwise. We bailed him out, and, honorable man that he was, he saw that we got our money back. Is it any wonder that he decided to go get drunk last week?
The military was at the funeral. They gave him a 21-gun salute. It seemed to me to be way too little for all the years of emotional pain that he had suffered because of his military service.
What would this kind, gentle, skilled man's life have been like if he had not served in the Army? What would our daughter's life been like? What joys would he have known without his soul racked with pain?
Rest in peace, my friend. You'll be greatly missed.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Just after Veteran's Day...
Hello friends,
Veteran's Day has just past, and now we are hearing reports about the many suicides of our servicemen. It makes me sad, because there is little help for these men and women returning from the combat zones. And I don't think those in charge realize the extent of psychic (spiritual) wounds that are taking place in these individuals.
The soldiers of the 21st century are not the same as soldiers of the 18th or 19th century. The majority of our people now do not hunt, kill, and dress their own meat; they are not farmers who slaughter their own animals; they are not wives who go out to the chicken coop and kill a chicken with their bare hands for Sunday dinner. People of today do not feel the life of another creature go out in their own hands as people of days of old had to. Death was an acceptable part of life back then, and man functioned at a lower vibration in order to maintain that acceptance within their psyche.
Today we are shielded from this horror and guilt by the mass production of our meats. We don't see that package of meat in the grocery store as a beautiful animal, dead, and chopped up. It's just a package of meat. Today, the taking of life and death is not a part of our daily lives as it was long ago. This has permitted a raise in consciousness for the general public.
The higher the consciousness, the more harm is done to the psyche by things of a base nature, especially killing and death. People are willing to fight for the cause of freedom and step up, never suspecting that the violence and death are going to rip into their minds, their very souls, like the bullets and bombs that rip into the body. If the only wounds that were suffered were physical wounds, the wars would be easy to fight. Bodies heal - even those badly damaged have less problems afterward than do those with wounds to the psyche.
So, what can be done for those returning form the horrors of war, man's inhumanity to man? How can such wounds be healed? Who among us is trained to dress the psychic wound and apply the healing salve? And if there were such healers, would the wounded come? Questions to ponder...answers to wished for! This is the cause of the suicides. The answers don't come to those who are suffering.
That's all for today's blog. Those of you who have looked in to see the excerpts from "Sunrise, Day One!" need to look for my earlier blogs from June 4th to July 26th, 2009. The book is doing well, and I am so happy that so many seem to be finding answers and peace from reading it! Cheers, all!
Veteran's Day has just past, and now we are hearing reports about the many suicides of our servicemen. It makes me sad, because there is little help for these men and women returning from the combat zones. And I don't think those in charge realize the extent of psychic (spiritual) wounds that are taking place in these individuals.
The soldiers of the 21st century are not the same as soldiers of the 18th or 19th century. The majority of our people now do not hunt, kill, and dress their own meat; they are not farmers who slaughter their own animals; they are not wives who go out to the chicken coop and kill a chicken with their bare hands for Sunday dinner. People of today do not feel the life of another creature go out in their own hands as people of days of old had to. Death was an acceptable part of life back then, and man functioned at a lower vibration in order to maintain that acceptance within their psyche.
Today we are shielded from this horror and guilt by the mass production of our meats. We don't see that package of meat in the grocery store as a beautiful animal, dead, and chopped up. It's just a package of meat. Today, the taking of life and death is not a part of our daily lives as it was long ago. This has permitted a raise in consciousness for the general public.
The higher the consciousness, the more harm is done to the psyche by things of a base nature, especially killing and death. People are willing to fight for the cause of freedom and step up, never suspecting that the violence and death are going to rip into their minds, their very souls, like the bullets and bombs that rip into the body. If the only wounds that were suffered were physical wounds, the wars would be easy to fight. Bodies heal - even those badly damaged have less problems afterward than do those with wounds to the psyche.
So, what can be done for those returning form the horrors of war, man's inhumanity to man? How can such wounds be healed? Who among us is trained to dress the psychic wound and apply the healing salve? And if there were such healers, would the wounded come? Questions to ponder...answers to wished for! This is the cause of the suicides. The answers don't come to those who are suffering.
That's all for today's blog. Those of you who have looked in to see the excerpts from "Sunrise, Day One!" need to look for my earlier blogs from June 4th to July 26th, 2009. The book is doing well, and I am so happy that so many seem to be finding answers and peace from reading it! Cheers, all!
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Late October.
Hi there friends.
I thought I'd take a moment to put down some thoughts today. One of the people on Twitter kept tweeting the quote, "Death is a debt we all must pay." (No credit given to the author.) The quote bothered me in that, my mind immediately rejected the statement. Each time she would re-post it, I heard the word, "wrong," spring into my head, and I asked myself why?
Well, I never looked at death that way! As a little kid, I quickly realized that we humans are always looking forward to an older age: when you're 4 you want to be 5 so that you can start school; when you're 10 you want to be 12 so that you can stay at home alone (or some other benefit); when you're 12 you want to be 16 so you can drive; when your 16 you want to be 21; etc., etc., etc. It appeared that each older age offered something that the younger age did not. I reasoned that, if we are always looking forward to an older age and the patterned continued throughout life, death, the end of life, must not be what it was made out to be! Death then, should actually be the ultimate prize! And I began my search for understanding about the spiritual side of life.
Now I know that it is not death that is the debt we have to pay, but rather time here on Earth in this plane of existence. Death is our reward, our release from our duties and burdens, our doorway back to peace, joy, contemplation and understanding.
I think it needs a new name - something like "graduation," "vacation," or "reunion" - something that more closely conveys the true meaning of that transition back home to our spiritual selves.
And that is my thought for today.
Those of you who are looking for the excerpts from my book, "Sunrise, Day One!" they are posted on my earlier entries from June 4, 2009 to July 26, 2009. I hope you enjoy them! And if you'd like to purchase the book at a lower price than the online bookstores, just email me at the address in my previous blogs. Cheers!
Dottie
I thought I'd take a moment to put down some thoughts today. One of the people on Twitter kept tweeting the quote, "Death is a debt we all must pay." (No credit given to the author.) The quote bothered me in that, my mind immediately rejected the statement. Each time she would re-post it, I heard the word, "wrong," spring into my head, and I asked myself why?
Well, I never looked at death that way! As a little kid, I quickly realized that we humans are always looking forward to an older age: when you're 4 you want to be 5 so that you can start school; when you're 10 you want to be 12 so that you can stay at home alone (or some other benefit); when you're 12 you want to be 16 so you can drive; when your 16 you want to be 21; etc., etc., etc. It appeared that each older age offered something that the younger age did not. I reasoned that, if we are always looking forward to an older age and the patterned continued throughout life, death, the end of life, must not be what it was made out to be! Death then, should actually be the ultimate prize! And I began my search for understanding about the spiritual side of life.
Now I know that it is not death that is the debt we have to pay, but rather time here on Earth in this plane of existence. Death is our reward, our release from our duties and burdens, our doorway back to peace, joy, contemplation and understanding.
I think it needs a new name - something like "graduation," "vacation," or "reunion" - something that more closely conveys the true meaning of that transition back home to our spiritual selves.
And that is my thought for today.
Those of you who are looking for the excerpts from my book, "Sunrise, Day One!" they are posted on my earlier entries from June 4, 2009 to July 26, 2009. I hope you enjoy them! And if you'd like to purchase the book at a lower price than the online bookstores, just email me at the address in my previous blogs. Cheers!
Dottie
Thursday, October 15, 2009
October 2009
Hello again,
Since I last wrote, my sister's huband passed away, & my husband & I spent two weeks in Southern France at my sister's home in the mountain village of Bardou to try to help her through this difficult time. My sister and her husband have lived there for 45 years and own almost all of the cottages in the village. They rent the cottages out like a resort and have many customers that come every year. This summer & fall were no exception. While we were there, there were quite a few customers coming and going, most of whom have stayed in the village many times before.
The fact that the business was stedily busy was helpful to my sister. It gave an air of continuity to her day with people knocking on her door, checking in or out, cottages to be cleaned, and the duties of the maintenance man to be assigned, etc.
The customers were actually a part of the good support group that I found her to have. In addition to them was that faithful, efficient maintenance man who has been with them for years, friends in the area, and her children.
Now she plans to make a trip to the U.S. and visit our cousins and me in November. This will be her first trip to the U.S. in many years, and we are hoping that her son, James will be able to accompany her on the trip. They will be at our house for Thanksgiving, and it promises to be quite a celebration! All of my children want to come to visit their aunt who they haven't seen is so long! We may have to set up tables in all of the rooms on the first floor to accommodate the crowd! Ha! But, it will be fun, and we are looking forward to her visit!
In the meantime, I have been trying to get back into the swing of promoting my book, "Sunrise, Day One!" I'm keeping the word out on Twitter, but have to get more written on Facebook. I had a nice surprise on Monday. The owner of The Catalpa Tree Bookstore in Grabill, IN called saying that she was sold out of my book and needed to order more! I sent her order off on the next day! Now, I am waiting for a new shippment of books from BookSurge to replenish my own supply. I was so pleased to hear how quickly they were selling there in Indiana!
If any of you who are reading this would like to order the book, I will be happy to sell it to you at $15.95, a good bit less that Amazon's cost of $29.95! Just drop me an email at dslemmer@hughes.net to place your order. Not sure you're interested? Read my posts between June 4 and July 30, 2009 here on Blogger. They contain excerpts from the book that will give you an idea of its content. I can tell you, it's quite an adventure! And it contains the teachings of some very good spirit guides who really hit the nail on the head when they give advice about how to live in peace with your fellow man.
Peace and love to you all,
Dottie
Since I last wrote, my sister's huband passed away, & my husband & I spent two weeks in Southern France at my sister's home in the mountain village of Bardou to try to help her through this difficult time. My sister and her husband have lived there for 45 years and own almost all of the cottages in the village. They rent the cottages out like a resort and have many customers that come every year. This summer & fall were no exception. While we were there, there were quite a few customers coming and going, most of whom have stayed in the village many times before.
The fact that the business was stedily busy was helpful to my sister. It gave an air of continuity to her day with people knocking on her door, checking in or out, cottages to be cleaned, and the duties of the maintenance man to be assigned, etc.
The customers were actually a part of the good support group that I found her to have. In addition to them was that faithful, efficient maintenance man who has been with them for years, friends in the area, and her children.
Now she plans to make a trip to the U.S. and visit our cousins and me in November. This will be her first trip to the U.S. in many years, and we are hoping that her son, James will be able to accompany her on the trip. They will be at our house for Thanksgiving, and it promises to be quite a celebration! All of my children want to come to visit their aunt who they haven't seen is so long! We may have to set up tables in all of the rooms on the first floor to accommodate the crowd! Ha! But, it will be fun, and we are looking forward to her visit!
In the meantime, I have been trying to get back into the swing of promoting my book, "Sunrise, Day One!" I'm keeping the word out on Twitter, but have to get more written on Facebook. I had a nice surprise on Monday. The owner of The Catalpa Tree Bookstore in Grabill, IN called saying that she was sold out of my book and needed to order more! I sent her order off on the next day! Now, I am waiting for a new shippment of books from BookSurge to replenish my own supply. I was so pleased to hear how quickly they were selling there in Indiana!
If any of you who are reading this would like to order the book, I will be happy to sell it to you at $15.95, a good bit less that Amazon's cost of $29.95! Just drop me an email at dslemmer@hughes.net to place your order. Not sure you're interested? Read my posts between June 4 and July 30, 2009 here on Blogger. They contain excerpts from the book that will give you an idea of its content. I can tell you, it's quite an adventure! And it contains the teachings of some very good spirit guides who really hit the nail on the head when they give advice about how to live in peace with your fellow man.
Peace and love to you all,
Dottie
Thursday, August 13, 2009
8/13/09
Good morning friends,
Sorry it has been so long since I have been able to blog. Had a family funeral to attend over the last weekend and was out of state for a few day for that.
The big news is that I received my first shipment of "Sunrise, Day One!" on Tuesday and was sold out by Wednesday! Part of that was due to the wonderful book review written for me by Jan Toomer, a Twitter friend. She posted her article on http://tinyurl.com/m72hnm for all to see. A better review I could not have asked for! Thanks so much, Jan, and I am so glad that you liked the book!
I can tell you all that it means so much to an author when people appreciate and enjoy your work. I know for me, "Sunrise, Day One!" is not just a book or a story. It is a part of me, of my experiences in life, and the very core of my beliefs, something that has come from my heart and soul.
"Sunrise, Day One!" is available on Alibris.com, Abebooks.com, BookSurge.com and of course, Amazon.com. However, I have put in another order for a good supply of books so that I will have some on hand, if any of my Twitter friends or blog readers would like to order directly from me and save some "middle man" costs. Again, my email address is dslemmer@hughes.net and I look forward to hearing from you.
Those of you who are new to reading my blog and would like to read excerpts from "Sunrise, Day One!" check out my earlier blogs from June 4th through July 25th. They will give you a good idea of the type and content of the book.
Happy reading, all!
Dottie
Sorry it has been so long since I have been able to blog. Had a family funeral to attend over the last weekend and was out of state for a few day for that.
The big news is that I received my first shipment of "Sunrise, Day One!" on Tuesday and was sold out by Wednesday! Part of that was due to the wonderful book review written for me by Jan Toomer, a Twitter friend. She posted her article on http://tinyurl.com/m72hnm for all to see. A better review I could not have asked for! Thanks so much, Jan, and I am so glad that you liked the book!
I can tell you all that it means so much to an author when people appreciate and enjoy your work. I know for me, "Sunrise, Day One!" is not just a book or a story. It is a part of me, of my experiences in life, and the very core of my beliefs, something that has come from my heart and soul.
"Sunrise, Day One!" is available on Alibris.com, Abebooks.com, BookSurge.com and of course, Amazon.com. However, I have put in another order for a good supply of books so that I will have some on hand, if any of my Twitter friends or blog readers would like to order directly from me and save some "middle man" costs. Again, my email address is dslemmer@hughes.net and I look forward to hearing from you.
Those of you who are new to reading my blog and would like to read excerpts from "Sunrise, Day One!" check out my earlier blogs from June 4th through July 25th. They will give you a good idea of the type and content of the book.
Happy reading, all!
Dottie
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