WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE?

The scenery is soothing. Snow covers the ground and trees, like a white blanket. But then in the middle of it all, a train charges down the track emitting smoke and noise.
We need trains but they do ruin the pretty picture.

The Dead Walk The Streets At Night

Come visit Oasis, Florida. Its picturesque streets wind through the pretty town. Its coastline offers white-sand beaches. Its waters are calm and peaceful. During the daytime. At night, dark shadows roam the streets looking for victims. Secret parties are held in the mansions on the hill. Who is behind the murders and disappearances?
Read The Dead Game and find out.

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TAKE TIME TO SMELL THE ROSES

I want to run through a field of flowers. Press my face into the scented grass. Run barefoot through the flowing stream of water. Turn my face up to the warm sun while zigzagging through the dense forest of trees. No worries. No cares. Just me and nature.
That is what life should all about. Time to enjoy the miracle of nature and the miracle of life. Babies are born each day—human, animal, fish, fowl. Once we slow down our pace, from the rat race we enjoy following, we will be able to appreciate our lives better. Appreciate what we really have. We live in a beautiful world with diverse cultures. The sun rises and shines for us each and every day. Nature provides for our needs with water, air, shelter, and food. We should be content with just this. We don’t need more. More is unnecessary. It just adds stress to our lives.
So take the time to smell the roses. It will change your whole outlook on life—for the better.
Evgeni Dinev, Bulgaria during autumn

DREAM ON!

DREAMS
Some days I feel that there is so much more out there—that I’m not experiencing all life has to offer. I want to travel everywhere. Try foods across the world. Meet new people with different customs and languages. I want to be invited into their world—into their homes to feel their warmth and hospitality.
We can’t all be so lucky. We can’t drop everything and take off on a whim. But I can look out into the calming waves of the ocean and dream. Dreaming is free for everyone. Our dreams are limitless in their scope. No one can take them away. We can savor them for as long as we want.
Look out at the waves or the stars and dream your own personal dreams. And maybe some of them will come true.

Foam by wayan mega 

A Peek Inside The Dead Game

A peek inside The Dead Game
Slowly his mouth lowered onto hers, drawing her into a swirling miasma of unexpected feelings and desires.  His mouth fully covering hers introduced her to a new realm of pure pleasure.  His powerful form enveloped her, making her feel feelings that were foreign and untried for her.  She couldn’t get enough of him.  She tentatively began touching his face and then his body with an eager and unrelenting hunger.  She didn’t know exactly what she needed, but she knew that she wanted and desired this beautiful man standing right before her.  Her past life was washed completely out of her mind, never to be considered again.  She begged him to take her with him tonight.  In response, Wolf lifted her in his arms—as if she weighed nothing—and turned to leave the party.  His beautiful face looked victorious and happy.  His black eyes filled with passion.  She hoped that it was because of her.  Then he looked down into her small face and gave a hearty roar.
While Wolf carried her in his powerful arms, a dark shadow swooped out of the house and flew directly at them.  Linda was knocked out of his strong grasp, while Wolf was thrown across the patio.
She looked up to see who had attacked them.  It was Todd, his eyes a deadly shade of green, standing there panting.
Linda backed away in horror.  His eyes clearing, Todd looked beseechingly at her.  “Don’t ever be afraid of me!  I’m here to protect you!”
Then he was struck down by Wolf.

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THE UNKNOWN

Who is not intrigued by the unknown? We all love to have some mystery in life. If we enter the woods, what will we find? The tingle we feel as we venture forth. Will something or someone jump out at us?
That is how I feel when I open a new mystery book. I also feel this when I go shopping. So here’s to the unknown!

BE PROUD. BE STRONG. BE CONFIDENT.

We all walk alone at some point. It is part of nature to be strong and self-sufficient. Be proud. Be confident.

THE CLOSED DOOR

The Closed Front Door
What do doors signify to us? A closed door can indicate that no one is welcomed or that no one is home. On the other hand, an open door can be beckoning for us to enter. By having a closed door on the front cover of a book raises the question of what lies behind the door and whether it should be opened.

My book, The Dead Game, reveals a closed door with smokey shapes curling around it. This door points to a house that isn’t waiting for guests or interested in any visitors. In this case, it would be wiser to stay away. Run far away if you can.

Without heeding the warning, the characters enter the deserted mansion. The house appears to be empty. No one is there to meet them besides empty rooms, dead bodies, and traps.
The red door on The Dead Game cover has warned readers that End House must be entered with care. The residents disregard the closed door and the unwelcome silence. They enter a house full of traps and secret passageways. Only some of their group make it out alive.

What would you do if you were faced with a closed door to an eerie deserted house?  Would you turn around and run? Sounds like a good idea to me.

Unfortunately, the young residents of Oasis didn’t run but stepped through the doorway into a deserted house with powers of its own. But who is running this house? Humans or vampires? Or maybe it’s computerized. They don’t have long to wait before the house turns on them. They must find out who is running the evil game and everyone else in town.

Why Can’t Life Be Easy?

Imagine if people worked so well together, how much could be accomplished? No worrying about who is behind us, ready to stab us in the back. The penguins trust each other, following their leader down the slope. Who was our last leader that we trusted blindly? Sadly it wasn’t in my lifetime.
It might still happen one day. We can’t give up hope.

PERFECT BEAUTY OF NATURE

Nature gets it right the first time. Nothing needs to be corrected or redone. There is beauty in its perfection. We should all learn from this.

Sunset glow by F toma

THE DEAD GAME

Come visit Oasis, Florida. Its picturesque streets wind through the pretty town. Its coastline offers white-sand beaches. Its waters are calm and peaceful. During the daytime. At night, dark shadows roam the streets looking for victims. Secret parties are held in the mansions on the hill. Who is behind the murders and disappearances?
Read The Dead Game and find out.

http://outskirtspress.com/thedeadgame
http://amazon.com/author/susanneleist

The Road Taken

The road taken can lead us in many directions and can also lead us to more choices. All our choices help mold us into who we are and who we later become. I’d like to choose the road that leads to beautiful sunsets and serenity.
We must be wise and choose the right course.

BEAUTY CAN BE CREATED. BE CREATIVE!

Beauty can be created.

"Deep Star" - 3D Computer Graphics - © Mark W Ballard

SNOW

THE FIRST SNOW
How does this picture make you feel? Peaceful, serene, eager for the first snowfall? I feel all the above. For a day, the city streets look clean. Without the backlash of society, this scene could remain pure and untouched for days, weeks, or even months. Bring it on!

The First Snowstorm

Snow covers the ground with its white purity. Everything is whispered clean. Sounds are muted. Animals go into hiding. The deeper the snow, fewer the cars that can be seen traveling the roads. A hush falls across towns and cities. We are able to take in a deep breath, step back, and enjoy the beauty left behind after the snowstorm. There's no hurry. Cars are buried. Mass transit is shut down. We have time for family and snow ball fights. Sleds sliding down newly created hills. Hot chocolate in front of the fire. Marshmallows roasting on sticks. I have my boots and gloves. I'm Ready!