Tag Archives: Books
Book Review: Kabul 24, by Henry O. Arnold & Ben Pearson
Posted on 17. Jul, 2010 by Michele.
Part of being a book reviewer involves the unpleasant task of being completely honest when a book doesn’t quite thrill. But that’s my job, to provide you with preview of the stories that both wow and disappoint. At least from my perspective.
For the record, I loathe negative reviews, both reading them and writing them, primarily [...]
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Book Review: Plan B, by Pete Wilson
Posted on 09. Jul, 2010 by Michele.
I was twenty-one years old when my well-orchestrated Plan A fell apart. Since then I’ve been living (often reluctantly) in a Plan B, an alternative I fought against and then spent too many years resenting. That’s why the title of Pete Wilson’s new book intrigued me from first glimpse:
Plan B: What do you do when [...]
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WFTJ: Special Guest Speaker, DiAnn Mills
Posted on 12. Apr, 2010 by Michele.
This Tuesday, April 13, 2010 Author DiAnn Mills will be speaking to my Words For The Journey writers group. Her topic: Self-Editing For the Dynamic Writer. If you’re in the Colorado area, join us! I’d love to meet you and spend the day together. Details are below:
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
FEATURING: Author DiAnn Mills!
9:30 AM to [...]
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WFTJ Event Featuring Bestselling Author Dave Cullen
Posted on 22. Feb, 2010 by Michele.
Words For The Journey welcomes …
Dave Cullen
Author of Bestselling Columbine
Writing and Researching Columbine
How do you get your arms around an overwhelming topic like Columbine? How much research is too much? Author Dave Cullen will discuss writing obstacles, finding the story, choosing the characters, what to leave out, cutting to the bone, and structure, structure, structure. [...]
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Book Review: Thin Places, by Mary DeMuth
Posted on 12. Feb, 2010 by Michele.
The bustle of early morning customers ordering bagels, egg sandwiches and steamy cups of coffee filled the shop where I sat. But I couldn’t hear them. I sat entranced, nose buried as I finished the last pages of Thin Places.
I’d never read anything penned by Mary DeMuth before, aside from the occasional glance at her [...]



