Thursday, March 31, 2022

Late for the Wedding

 


Late for the Wedding

by MK Scott

 

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GENRE:   cozy mystery

 

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BLURB:

 

The Senior Sleuths don’t mind a little peace now and then, but after a long bout of nothing out of the ordinary, they’re eager for some excitement.

No one could’ve imagined it would arrive with such a bang.

A mysterious explosion has rocked the assisted living community, disrupting life for everyone.

Despite the stern warnings from authorities, one of the Senior Sleuths can’t help but get involved. This is their home, after all.
Herman, always eager to root out the truth, ignores the warnings and hunts for answers. He’s convinced the explosion was a rouse to cover up something far more sinister. But the other seniors aren’t as eager to get involved. They’re focused on Marcy and Lance’s upcoming wedding.

Without his usual sidekicks, can Herman track down the bomber and a missing veteran who no one else remembers?

 

 

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EXCERPT


A loud boom erupted behind Herman, resulting in him jumping to his feet, placing a hand on his racing heart, then turning toward the center as bits of wood, shingles, and drywall showered him and the lawn. Gus lay prone on the ground with his hands covering his head. Not thinking twice about the noise and its origin, Herman dashed as much as his stiff knees would allow to his friend’s side. “Are you okay?” He gasped the words as he lowered himself beside his friend. 

 

Gus lifted his head, shaking off a shingle particle, and asked. “Are we being bombed?”

 

Using his flattened hand as a sun-shield, Herman peered up at the sky. “No planes in sight.”

 

No word of reproach for his friend who automatically assumed enemy fire. Complacency delivered many a soldier to an early grave. The words uttered years ago by his drill sergeant returned. Observe the area and check for the slightest thing awry. Herman stared at the single-story rambling building with the gabled roof. 

 

Herman offered his hand to help up Gus, who took it. They both stood, hugged tightly, patting each other on the back. After a few seconds, they separated then delivered half-hearted shoulder punches to each other.

 

“I don’t know what got into me,” Herman muttered, running a hand over his face. “I saw you on the ground, then I thought…” He paused and shook his head. “Oh, never mind.”

 

Gus inhaled deeply, then said, “Me, too.”

 


 

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

 

M. K. Scott is the husband and wife writing team behind the cozy mystery series, The Painted Lady Inn MysteriesThe Talking Dog Detective AgencyThe Way Over the Hill Gang, and Cupid’s Catering Company.

 

Morgan K Wyatt is the general wordsmith, while her husband, Scott, is the grammar hammer and physics specialist. He uses his engineering skills to explain how fast a body falls when pushed over a cliff and various other felonious activities. 

 

The Internet and experts in the field provide forensic information, while the recipes and B and B details require a more hands on approach. Morgan's daughter, who manages a hotel, provides guest horror stories to fuel the plot lines. The couple's dog, Jane, is the inspiration behind Jasper, Donna's dog.  

 

All the series are full of quirky characters, humorous shenanigans, along with the occasional murder.

 

Amazon buy link: https://www.amazon.com/Late-Wedding-Over-Hill-Gang-ebook/dp/B09LTCHFY3/

The book will be $0.99.

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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION 

 

MK Scott will be awarding a $40 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.


 

 

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Wednesday, March 30, 2022

America's Hero

 


America's Hero

by Regan Taylor

 

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GENRE:   Paranormal

 

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BLURB:

 

After her F/A-18 crashes Marine Corps Major Cassie Winter embarks on a daring rescue saving both her life and that of her RIO. In the aftermath she returns to her ship and hottie actor, Austin Quinn learns of her story. Quinn is determined to tell Cassie's story with a slight twist -- he will be the hero instead of Cassie. When he arrives on her ship she wants nothing to do with him, but once she is ordered to take him on a flight something strange happens and they find themselves back in time. As they move forward to their own time and beyond the couple finds more than just adventure. He plays America's Hero, but she IS America's Hero.

 

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EXCERPT


 

Over the whop-whop of the rotors, the CH-46 rescue helicopter reported in to the aircraft carrier George Washington’s air controller. “Calvary 1 approaching LZ.”

 

“Copy your traffic, Calvary 1,” the controller responded, calm and in control. The voice of assurance coming over the air was heard clearly as the CH-46 approached what was designated as the landing zone, a place that was as safe as could be—given the circumstances.

 

Pilot Dawg Jameson scanned the area where the F/A-18 Hornet they were searching for had been downed two days earlier. If its pilot and weapons systems officer were alive, at a minimum, they’d be badly injured. He spotted a moving cloud of dust and identified three battered trucks, loaded with men who appeared to be carrying guns. The cloud moved toward the barely visible, scattered debris. No doubt they were also headed for the crash site. Most definitely not to effect a rescue but to take prisoners—if the crew were still alive.

 

“Calvary 1, Base, looks like company en route, counting three trucks filled with tangos. Request fast mover cover ASAP,” Dawg radioed in.

 

“Base copies, fast movers en route.”

 

“You see anything?” Dawg asked his co-pilot and crew.

 

“Nothing yet, Captain,” the co-pilot’s voice crackled over the headset.

 

Hovering over the crash site of the downed F/A-18 the crew of the CH-46 scanned the area. Major Cass Winter, aka, Snow White, had been shot down with Weapons System Officer Keith McDonald two days before and all the wingman could provide was a general location with two chutes deployed.

 

One of the embedded reporters on a passing helicopter sent out to check for survivors reported seeing what appeared to be one of the jet’s external tanks. Now, with tangos approaching from the east, the 46 either had to find the crewmen in the next few minutes or get out of Dodge fast. The thwuck of two COBRA attack helicopters initially sent as cover could be heard approaching, buying the rescue crew a few more precious minutes.

 

“Where the hell are those fast movers?” Jameson yelled as he set down the 46.

 

“There! I see something in that clump of whatever the heck that stuff is over there!” Lance Corporal Adamson called out.


 

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

 

Regan Taylor is originally Seaford, New York and now bucolic Marin County California. Published in both fiction and non-fiction she enjoys quiet days writing, reading with one of her cats on her lap and crocheting. She volunteers with Friends of Ferals in Marin County and considers the feral she cares for, OC, as one of her own. Her past careers include legal secretary, therapist and police dispatcher.

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1085063.Regan_Taylor

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/MsReganTaylor

Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/Regan-Taylor/e/B002BLFER0%3Fref=dbs_a_mng_rwt_scns_share

Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B09R5YT38B/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_hsch_vapi_tkin_p1_i0

 

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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION 


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Tuesday, March 29, 2022

Beyond the Book: Why I Write Romance Novels

Writing is so much fun.  If you’re thinking of writing a novel, one of the first things you’ll need to do is pick a genre.  I picked romance.  Out of all the genres out there, why did I pick romance?  Lots of people write romance.  

Well, I picked it for several reasons.   I think that first, most folks are fighting some kind of battle in their lives.  Maybe they’re in a relationship that went bad, and they’ve lost the one they love.  Whether it was by divorce, death, or just walking away, it tears a huge hole in someone’s heart.  Maybe the problem is health related.  Someone has to accept that there are now limitations placed on them.  Have you ever dealt with unemployment?  How do you feed your children with no paycheck?  My romances always have a happy ending which gives us hope that tomorrow things will be better.  We can believe that ‘this too shall pass.’   

Remember what happened at the end of Gone With the Wind?  Scarlett lost Rhett and collapsed in tears, but then she decided to go home to Tara where she can think of a way to get Rhett back.  Human beings are designed to hope.  

I also think that romances possibly satisfy our craving for justice.  In the real world, things don’t always end happily. Children are abused, the missing teen is never found, or our possessions are stolen.  In the vast majority of romances you know the bad guys are going to get what’s coming to them.  My heroes and heroines sometimes face determined villains, but you can rest easy in the knowledge that the bad guys will never win.  

Last, I write romance because I’m a romantic at heart.  I just adore a good love story.

Readers, what about you?  If you read romance, why did you pick that genre?  Leave a comment and tell me what you think.  

Monday, March 28, 2022

Find Your Way Back

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This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. The Literary Lobbyist will be awarding one $25 and one $50 Amazon or B/N GC to randomly drawn winners via rafflecopter during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

Award-winning freelance journalist Javacia Harris Bowser is convinced that writing is a superpower. She sees her life as proof of it since writing has helped her navigate marriage, crisis of faith and body image issues. It also helped her to beat cancer.

As a Black woman from the South, Javacia has used the written word to explore issues of gender and race as well as religion. Find Your Way Back is a collection of essays that demonstrate how Javacia has used writing to achieve some of her wildest dreams such as being a public speaker, having her own column, and being her own boss. The book also explores how writing, self-love, and faith helped her overcome her worst nightmare: a cancer diagnosis in 2020. Javacia’s goal is to show readers how writing can transform their lives as well. The book includes prompts throughout to help readers start their own writing journey.

This book is for the woman who has wanted to write since she was a girl but struggles to find the time or the courage to put her words on paper. Find Your Way Back, shows that instead of putting writing on the back burner when life gets turned upside down, we should turn to it to help life make sense again.

Read an Excerpt

- from “Write Like a Girl”

On my eleventh birthday, I declared I was a woman. I have no idea why. My budding boobs barely filled my training bra, and I wouldn’t get my period for another year. But it was as if turning eleven declared I was number one and said it again for good measure, and I believed it.

I can’t recall exactly what I decided to wear on this special day, but I do remember slouch socks were involved. I also remember that I didn’t want a party because birthday parties were for children. A woman–especially one who at the time fancied herself a poet–should spend her birthday having a quiet evening at home writing in her journal, reflecting on her past, and making plans for the years to come.

What I’m trying to say is eleven-year-old me was ridiculous. But I think about this girl often. Sometimes to become the woman you’re meant to be, you must remember the girl you used to be. Sometimes you must write like a girl.

When you write for a living, it can be hard to remember how to do this. When you write for a living, you can easily forget to write for yourself. You can forget to write simply for the love of words, for the joy of stringing together sentences. It can be hard to remember what it felt like to write with no regard for readers or a deadline, but that’s what writing like a girl is all about.

Sometimes I think back to that eleven-year-old girl–who thought she was a woman–and I challenge myself–just for a few moments–to forget about building a brand or pitching publications and just write. Yes, I can get back to business later, but right now, just write.



About the Author
Javacia Harris Bowser is an award-winning essayist and journalist and the founder of See Jane Write. A proud graduate of the journalism programs at the University of Alabama and the University of California at Berkeley, Javacia has written for USA Today, HerMoney.com, and Good Grit magazine. Named one of Birmingham’s Top 40 Under 40, she believes we can all write our way to the life of our dreams.

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Saturday, March 26, 2022

Saturday Snippet and Weekend Writing Warriors




 Welcome to my blog. Today I'd like to share an excerpt from my all time favorite book Blue 52. On Sunday when you finish here you can go to www.wewriwa.blogspot.com for more excerpts from a talented group of authors. 

Blurb:

First Lady Kills President Lovinggood" 

December 5, 2018 

Thirty years later, Hank Lovinggood embarks on a quest to prove his mother's innocence and punish the killers who took his family from him. Together Hank and lovely physicist Dr. Kathryn Sinclair confront an implacable, twisted, and merciless enemy who'll do whatever it takes to hide the truth forever.


Last Week's Excerpt: First page of Chapter 1

Senator Henry Lovinggood dozed in the warm sunshine streaming through the window of his study. A loud, rumbling snore woke him, and he saw his aide Tim Jarvis standing in the doorway.

“Taking a little snooze, Tim,” he boomed as he scrubbed his hand across his face. “Why didn’t you wake me?”

Tim handed a phone to the senator. “You have a phone call, sir. It’s the attorney general. Of California, I mean.”

Senator Lovinggood touched the flat screen, and a hologram of Morton Williams appeared before him. “What can I do for you, Morton?”

“Senator, I’m calling you about the Prescott Flash Train.”

“What about the Flash Train?” Senator Lovinggood growled. “We’ve already had this conversation.”

“Sir, the state has made its position very clear. We have to have that land. Whether the public likes it or not, the bodies at Knollwood must be moved. Some of the Flash Train cables have to be buried, and...”

“I’ve heard it all before. I don’t believe that the engineers can’t find a way to route the train without disturbing a cemetery.”

“Sir, they say they can’t.”


The senator snorted. “I don’t believe it for—”


“Sir, it’s going to happen. President Lovinggood and his 
wife are scheduled to be disinterred on the twenty-third of November. You and your grandson should decide on a new resting place for them.


Today's Excerpt:

Piqued, Senator Lovinggood rudely turned off the phone and thrust it at Tim. “Damned petty flunky,” he shouted. “Are the transportation people too wimpy to tell me themselves?”

Tim pursed his lips, reminding the senator of an overgrown guppy. “The state attorney general’s office has to approve all exhumations, Senator. Anyway, the president should have been in Arlington all along.”

The senator skewered Tim with a fiery glare. “As you doubtless know, a sitting president is required to make his funeral arrangements so that his wishes are followed in the event of his death. President Lovinggood made his wishes very clear. He wanted to be buried here in California with his family.”

Tim flushed as his lips thinned. The senator saw both apprehension and contempt in his eyes, but he had too much sense to back talk his boss. “Can I get anything for you, Senator?”

“Yes. Some coffee.”

Friday, March 25, 2022

She's The One Who Can't Keep Quiet




She's the One Who Can't Keep Quiet 

(Book Five of the War Stories of the Seven Troublesome Sisters)

by S. R. Cronin

 

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GENRE: Historical Fantasy

 

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BLURB:

 

Do you know what your problem is?

 

Celestine, the fifth of seven sisters, is tired of hearing about hers. Father thinks she’s frivolous because she likes pretty clothes and caters to the crowds in the taverns who adore her music. Mother thinks that because she’s the most social daughter in the family, she can’t keep quiet about anything.

 

They’re both wrong. Celestine hides a secret she has kept for most of her life.

 

As the family beauty and a talented musician with a lyrical voice, she has the best prospects for marriage to a prince. When such a liaison never happens, people assume Celestine is too choosy. But even in somewhat tolerant Ilari, a daughter hates to disappoint her family. How can she tell them she’s in love with a princess instead?

 

Lucky for Celestine, all her sisters are obsessed with an invading army headed to their realm. Celestine would rather ignore the threat and enjoy the freedom their lack of attention gives her. But, her voice can unlock a power that may help save Ilari. And the woman she loves is determined to fight these invaders. And her family, for all their talents, seems clueless about how to motivate the masses.

 

Celestine knows she can inspire the citizens of Ilari to do what needs to be done. Is it time to put her inhibitions aside and use her voice to save those she cares about?

 

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EXCERPT


 

When I was a little girl, Kolada was my favorite time of the year. There were sweets, and pretty decorations, and gifts to open. The world sparkled and I loved sparkling things.

 

I still do, but I’m more jaded now. Performing for the public does that to you, as you learn to use sparkle to create an image.

 

I sat in the center of the stage in a large public room in K’ba, plucking the strings of my psaltery as the little mirrors hung around the many candles on the walls filled the room with glitter. People from the wealthy nichnas of Pilk, Kir, and Lev packed the tavern, hoping to celebrate the holiday in style in this fashionably artistic place.

 

I seldom bothered to scan the crowds for a familiar face. Those who could afford to travel to listen to the likes of me hadn’t spent time in my social circles. It’s why I looked right past her, more than once, as I performed. When I finally noticed Firuza, my fingers faltered for a heartbeat, then they resumed.

 

It had been half a year now since I took her summer class on the nature of the moon, and I hadn’t known if I’d ever see her again. If I did, I had no reason to think she’d speak to me. For although the recollection of her scent lingered along with the memory of my longing, what had passed between us eighths ago was surely gone.

 

Yet, she stood off to the side of the stage waiting to speak with me when I finished. Even in the eclectic mix of people visiting K’ba, Firuza stood out with her wide smile and her dark eyes full of life.

 

“Celestine. I’m so glad I could get into this show. Your performance was beautiful!” Her voice still carried those traces of her homeland somewhere to the south, and she still smelled of a spice I didn’t recognize.

 

She came to see me.  I had to concentrate on my breathing.

 

When she invited me to share hot spiced wine, I gave my musical group a wave to let them know I was fine and joined her at one of the little tables.

 

“I love to visit K’ba,” she said. “I feel freer here than I do in Pilk. Less observed, if you know what I mean.”

 

Yes, I did. I felt less observed here, too.

 

She stroked my hand with her fingers, then she looked into my eyes.

 

“Would you like to take our hot wine back to my chambers? It’s quieter there. We could visit and get caught up.”

 

My insides trembled as I answered yes. I knew what was going to happen in her room, and I knew I’d never wanted anything more.

 

We both set down our wine as we entered. It would still be tasty once it cooled.

 

 

 

 

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

 

Sherrie Cronin writes stories about people achieving the astonishing by developing abilities they barely knew they had. She’s made a lot of stops along the way to telling these tells — living in seven cities, visiting forty-six countries, and working as a waitress, technical writer, and geophysicist. She’s lost too many beloved cats to mention, but has acquired a husband and three children who are all doing fine, despite how odd she is.

 

Today she lives in the mountains of Western North Carolina where she writes, answers a hotline, and occasionally checks her phone for a message from Captain Picard. She still hopes to get the chance to pursue her remaining dream in life and become Chief Science Officer on the Starship Enterprise.

 

Author Social Media Links:

Twitter: https://twitter.com/cinnabar01 

Facebook: www.facebook.com/46Ascending

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/s.r.cronin/

Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/author/show/5805814.Sherrie_Cronin

Amazon: www.amazon.com/Sherrie-Cronin/e/B007FRMO9Q

BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/s-r-cronin

Author Blog:  https://troublesome7sisters.xyz/

 

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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION 

 

S. R. Cronin will be awarding a $20 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

 

  


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Thursday, March 24, 2022

Marines Don't Cry


                                                             Marines Don't Cry

by Daniel Garcia and Jacqueline C. Garcia

 

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GENRE: Memoir, Non-fiction

 

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BLURB:

 

Have you ever been lost -- really lost?

 

Danny and Jackie answer this question in Marines Don’t Cry with stories of death to life, deep sorrow to joy, darkness to light, and freedom in Christ.

 

Danny recounts his early life in Spanish Harlem and describes conversion from a life of drugs and “the fast lane” to one consumed with knowing and serving God. This makes his journey of walking more than 52 million steps on six continents for children and world peace such an incredible story.

 

Marines Don’t Cry is about the transformational power of God’s love: how Danny found his calling and is delivering the message of Christ at all costs.

 

 

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EXCERPT

 

Chapter 7: “You Must Choose Now”

 

One night in my living room, under the influence of several drugs and alcohol, I experienced something bizarre and frightening. Something happened to me, and I knew that something was terribly wrong. In a moment, I felt my spirit leaving my body; a wrenching separation and tearing from deep within. Life literally came out of my body. My feet lifted from the floor. I levitated upwards and felt myself being pulled out of this world. It was an out-of-body experience. I did not feel physical pain, but I knew I was dying. All my life, I had been in control and never let fear consume me. Now, I was terrified.

 

I panicked.

 

My thoughts raced. I knew that if I died, I would go to hell because of all the bad things I had done in my life. I learned in Catholic school that if I died in the state of mortal sin, I was destined for hell, a place of eternal fire and torment. Eternity flashed before me, and I heard an audible voice through time, space, and spirit say:

 

“Which way do you choose? Life or death? You must choose now.”

 

The voice enveloped my thoughts. In a flash, the Lord gave me a choice of life or death, and it was a choice of both physical and spiritual proportions. Although I had not been in church for over twenty-five years, I knew I was lost, had no hope, and was going to hell. I was completely petrified, and for the first time in my entire life, I was truly afraid and frightened beyond my understanding.

 

With a desperate cry, I screamed, “Jesus, save me!”

 

As soon as I said the name “Jesus,” my spirit immediately jumped back into my body. I experienced the terrible fear of God. To this point in my life, I paid no attention to the teachings that the Catholic church instilled in me. I had turned away from Him and disobeyed His laws.

 

By calling on the name of Jesus Christ, I chose life. I was saved spiritually; the moment of my salvation from death and beginning the transformation to a new life. This was a miracle. I was thirty-three years old—the same age as Jesus when he started his public ministry.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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                                                             AUTHOR Bios and Links:

 

About the authors of Marines Don’t Cry

 

Daniel Garcia




 

Danny Garcia, The Walking Man, was born and raised in New York’s Spanish Harlem.  He served as a United States Marine, law enforcement officer, and ordained minister.  Since 1996, he has prayed and walked over 52,000, 000 steps on six continents for children and world peace.  During his journeys, Garcia met with dignitaries all over the world, ministering to the famous and to the poorest of the poor.  Danny made presentations to Kings/royals, Presidents, and other world leaders, to include four Presidents of the USA, several Prime Ministers of other countries, the Pope, Mother Teresa, Ambassadors and various eminent personalities and multilateral organizations.  Garcia began his journey as a personal commitment to peace and children and continued walking and raising funds for multiple charitable organizations.

 

Danny is married to the former Jacqueline Charsagua of El Paso, TX, and they work side by side to share the gospel of Jesus Christ.  For more information, visit Danny’s website,  www.globalwalk.cc.


Jackie Charsagua Garcia




 

Jackie Charsagua Garcia is married to Daniel Garcia.  She graduated from the United States Air Force Academy in Colorado Springs, CO, in 1985 and was commissioned as a Second Lieutenant in the United States Air Force.  Jackie holds a Bachelor of Science in Management and a Master of Science in Human Resources Management.  While in the US Air Force, Jackie specialized in communications, acquisition, systems engineering, and information technology. 

 

After a rewarding and fulfilling Air Force career, she retired as a Lieutenant Colonel in the summer of 2006, having spent more than 21 years on active duty.  Since 2006, she has supported and advised on all aspects of her husband’s walks and charitable initiatives within the United States and abroad.  She joined Danny during his Africa Walk in 2007 and ministered in South Africa, Uganda, Ethiopia, and Southern Sudan.  During this time, her faith and reliance on God grew tremendously under the mentorship of Danny Garcia. The Global Walk experience gave Jackie an opportunity to serve God abroad, and her vision is to spread the hope, love, and the grace of Jesus Christ through her writing.  She is a native of El Paso, TX, mother of one amazing daughter, and a breast cancer survivor. 

 

Websites: 

https://marinesdontcry.com    

https://www.globalwalk.cc

 

Facebook:  

https://www.facebook.com/dannygarciawalkingman/            

https://www.facebook.com/groups/263639465513321

https://www.facebook.com/jackiecharsagua.garcia

 

Instagram:  

https://www.instagram.com/dannyg_walking man/

https://www.instagram.com/jackiecg_usafa85/

 

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCIBYOx4vqntVWUtW8pnefqg/videos

 

YouTube link of an interview with Danny and Jackie for the Veterans History Project: https://youtu.be/tiJV0RdVmis

 

Linked In: 

https://www.linkedin.com/in/jackie-c-garcia/

https://www.linkedin.com/company/global-walk-inc/

 

Buy links:  Marines Don't Cry (marinesdontcry.com)

 

BookFunnel:  https://buy.bookfunnel.com/xq67q9237u

 

Amazon:  https://www.amazon.com/Marines-Dont-Cry-Delivering-Message/dp/163195640X/

 

Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/marines-dont-cry-danny-garcia/1139454637

 

Books-a-Million:  https://www.booksamillion.com/p/Marines-Dont-Cry/Danny-Garcia/9781631956409

 

BookShop:  https://bookshop.org/books/marines-don-t-cry-delivering-the-message-at-all-costs/9781631956409

 

IndieBound:  https://www.indiebound.org/book/9781631956409

 

 

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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION 

 

One randomly chosen winner via rafflecopter will win a $50 Amazon/BN.com gift card.

Ten randomly chosen winners via rafflecopter will win a free copy of the eBook.

 


 




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