Catching UP!

No books went to press this week:

No Galleys Went Out This Week:

Work Began or continued on the following books:

WINTER SONG: Poetry by Bobi Sinha-Morey

   This time Bobbi Sinha-Morey gives us a potpourri. Cookie-cutter poems of mysterious women and her rarely seen neighbor; poems of strangeness and those that come from deep down in her soul. The stuff of life. Poems of beauty and love poetry. Poignant human dramas and the dark side of life. Ones that grow from her sensitive nature. Grim thoughts that paint the dawn. Often haunting, often prophetic. Her expressive thoughts so impassioned, so delicately heard. It's a world like the eclipse of the sun; you want to see it before the sky draws to a close.

ARMY OF THE DEAD by Ray Morand

   "Twists and turns, chivalry and treachery, sword fights and, goblins and fire-breathing dragons---this book has all the familiar trappings of fantasy, but it also has a very human and engaging woman at its heart. Its cliffhanger ending definitely left me wanting more." ---Nina M. Osier, Eppie winning author of the Regs, The Mad Fisherman's Daughter, Interphase, and the Farthinghome Series.

RED YEAR by Jan Shapin

   CAN A RED-HAIRED WOMAN FROM CHICAGO SINGLE-HANDEDLY

FORCE JOSEPH STALIN TO BACK DOWN?

   China, 1927. Thirty-three-year-old Rayna Prohme, accompanying her left-wing journalist husband, becomes the political confidant and lover of Mikhail Borodin, the Russian commander sent to prop up a failing Chinese revolution. In a bid to continue their love affair, Rayna hatches a plan to accompany Mme. Sun, the widow of the Chinese revolution’s founder, to Moscow. But Moscow doesn’t welcome the women.

CHASING NIGHTMARES, by James R. Kincaid

             Chasing Nightmares, deliberately embracing terrors, isn’t what you and I are likely to do.  But you and I are not the four central characters in this novel, pretty typical college kids who sense that their lives are so predictable they hardly seem present in them.  They are determined not to succumb to the commonplace scripts set out for them, pathways that are so comfortable they might as well be padded, MUSAK softly playing.

      So, they set out from Los Angeles, trying hard to find the perilous.  They try hard to make themselves unprepared, open, desperate to vivify their minds and senses.  They make it only as far as Lake Tahoe and the nearby Donner Pass, where they do succeed in attracting horrors, certainly not the ones they had, despite themselves, anticipated. 

            But the nightmares they wrap round themselves also contain a good deal more than shivers, and the calls on their resolve demand more than simple courage (or foolhardy consistency).  Without knowing how it happened, they are drawn into a different strangeness, asking for and yet reluctant to receive something very much like love.

EASTERN SHORE NOIR, by Members of the Writer's Bloc.

    These stories are told in many styles. Some writers have been drawn back to memories from long forgotten times; the life they once lived, or observations of families

and friends.  Explore the emotional connections, at the very core, with keen insights that are not all black and white.

   Understand, that the writers are the rays of light, passing 

 through the darkness, resonating long after the final page 

 is turned.

M. Rita Tiso

Jack's News!

  by your Official Bookstore Cat,  

and Gossip Columnist.

Hi Folks,

  We have all the corrections for 

Beaucoup thanks to Ann Foley who rounded up 

info from

all the remaining authors and who helped with 

proofing George Mason's work.

If you have questions or comments

 e-mail

 arline@mail.com

I also heard from Ann Foley and Tom Taylor the following news:

The Writers Bloc will meet this Saturday, May 20, in Room  3 of the Salisbury library from 1 to 3. Hope to see you there.

Arline hasn't been very well this week, although she is still working on NOIR she didn't have the new (fixed) galley ready yet, as she had hoped to do. She didn't get anything done on her new book, either. With luck she should have the  fixed NOIR galley up soon.

As for here at home, we were all sad to learn that our cousin Harvey, and his cat Butch, have lost their loving lady, Sharon. She had been sick and suffering for a long time, and we shared their sadness, especially me and Spunky. We both know how hard it is to lose a human who loved you and our hearts go out to Butch. We still miss David's ear scratches and belly rubs.

Please remember to let us know if you have readings or events coming up, so we can pass on the news right here, for all the world to see. 

Just send arline@mail.com an e-mail, with 

 "News for Jack" 

 in the subject line, and

I'll make sure it shows up here for all the world to see!