Jowanna's YA Book Blog: Guest Post by Kat Deacon

Jowanna's YA Book Blog: Guest Post by Kat Deacon: I would like to welcome you to the Blog. Thanks for stopping by. Welcome everybody!! My name is Kat Deacon and I am a new YA paranormal...

My book is now out and available to be purchased!!!

http://www.etreasurespublishing.com/products/The-Gift-by-Kat-Deacon.html

Paranormal Opinion: Release party blog hop and Giveaway!!

Paranormal Opinion: Release party blog hop and Giveaway!!: Welcome to day three of my release party blog hop!! For those of you just joining us, my name is Kat Deacon and we're celebrating my ver...

Welcome to My Release Party!!

 Wow...I can't believe today's the day!! Today my novella The Gift is out and availablefor purchase!! I really hope you all love Seri as much as I do. The idea came to mind aftermy amazing husband gave be this gorgeous locket for our fifteenth wedding anniversary.It's sterling silver wings formed a beautiful heart shaped locket. It struck me as very unusual and possessed a warm vitality. I had to write a story about it. But what kind of story can you write about a piece of jewelry? You need flesh and blood characters....not like a necklace can tell a story. Ya know? I needed someone special to give this gift to...someone who needed it like I did. Seri was the perfect choice.

To celebrate the release, I want to give one lucky commenter a free copy of my book!! So feel free to jump in and make comments...ask questions...whatever you like! As a treat there's a chocolate fountain with various fruits and cakes. I also have plenty of Starbucks coffee and hunky guardian angels to serve a delicious punch I stayed up late mixing up!! Watch the wings ladies....those angels sometimes don't realize their own wingspan!!

 Anyone who would like to purchase a copy of my book The Gift, can do so by going

to www.etreasurespublishing.com!!

     Also, don't forget to join us tomorrow for some more fun and prizes at


http://paranormalopinion.blogspot.com/!!
    

CELEBRATE!!!

Come party with me tomorrow in celebration of my very first release The Gift!! We will have a virtual potluck so bring your favorite dish to share and maybe a hunky celebrity as well!! *Wink* My novella will be available for purchase on my publisher website www.etreasurespublishing.com. I hope to see you here!!

Book review of MISFIT

Misfit by Jon Skovron


Jael is a sixteen year old girl going through some mega changes. Growing up with a demon hunter ex-priest for a father can be difficult, but learning you inherited strange powers from your dead demon mother takes the cake. If that's not enough, through in the strict Catholic school with an exorcist for a history teacher and you have an adventure no one should miss.

Jael is a wonderfully funny, unique teen with all the emotional issues every teenage girl goes through and I enjoyed reading about her battle against the Duke of Hell that murdered her mother. She's feisty, strong, and she corrupts your heart with her caring demonic powers.

Jael's dad and Uncle Dagon...and yes that DAGON, the demon God, help Jael learn to use the gifts she was born to in order to survive. It's refreshing to see the familial bonds flourish during this heart warming story. Jael also has a love interest and a best friend who come in to own their roles in this wonderful story and make you love them just as much as I know you will love Jael.

I thoroughly enjoyed reading this book. It made me laugh. It made me cry. It made me want to be in the book with this character, helping her conquer those demons. I can't wait for a sequel!! http://jonskovron.com/misfit

Love letters

 I wanted to share a love letter written by Major Sullivan Ballou to his wife Sarah. My husband is deployed and found this letter online and sent it to me. He said that this letter conveyed how he felt about me in a way that he couldn't express so eloquently. The letter is untouched by the cruelty and harshness of the world and how Major Ballou may have felt about the war....he didn't let it tamper with what he wanted his wife to know. The love he expresses is profound and heartbreaking. After reading this letter, I realized that this is the kind of love we strive for. This is the kind of love romance authors write about and this is the kind of love every one of us dreams that we can both give and receive. I hope you enjoy the letter as much as I did. Thank  you to www.PBS.com for having the letter in its entirety.

July 14, 1861
Camp Clark, Washington

My very dear Sarah:
The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days—perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write again, I feel impelled to write a few lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more . . .

I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how strongly American Civilization now leans on the triumph of the Government and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and sufferings of the Revolution. And I am willing—perfectly willing—to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this Government, and to pay that debt . . .

Sarah my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me unresistibly on with all these chains to the battle field.

The memories of the blissful moments I have spent with you come creeping over me, and I feel most gratified to God and to you that I have enjoyed them for so long. And hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years, when, God willing, we might still have lived and loved together, and seen our sons grown up to honorable manhood, around us. I have, I know, but few and small claims upon Divine Providence, but something whispers to me—perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar, that I shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, and when my last breath escapes me on the battle field, it will whisper your name. Forgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless and foolish I have often times been! How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness . . .

But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the gladdest days and in the darkest nights . . . always, always, and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath, as the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by. Sarah do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again . . .

Sullivan Ballou was killed a week later at the first Battle of Bull Run, July 21, 1861.