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A MOTHER'S LOVE

I wanted you before you were born.
I fell in love with you the second I saw your face.
I knew then that I would die for you.

I wanted to hold you when you cried.
I loved you even more as I rocked you off to sleep.
I knew then that I would do anything for you.

I wanted to go to school with you.
I loved you when you brought me another drawing to put on my wall.
I knew then that I would always be proud of you.

I wanted to follow you on your first date.
I loved you when you told me about your first kiss.
I knew then I would do anything to protect you.

I wanted to tell you not to date that bum.
I loved you when you gave me my grandson.
I knew then that I had to let go of you.

I wanted to be there for you forever.
I loved you when you told me goodbye.
I knew then that I would always be with you
and God would now be your guide. 
~GEEWIZ~

You don't know shit because when somone tells you shit you don't listen for shit except to the one feeding you bullshit...Unknown Author

Happiness will never come to those who fail to appreciate what they already have...Unknown Source

Men never remember, but women never forget...Unknown Source

Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves...Confucius (BC 551-BC 479) Chinese philosopher.

A mother's heart is always with her children...Proverb

A wise man makes his own decisions, an ignorant man follows the public opinion...Chinese Proverb

It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog...Mark Twain (1835-1910) U.S. humorist, writer, and lecturer.

The books that the world calls immoral are the books that show the world its own shame...Oscar Wilde (1854-1900) Irish poet and dramatist.

I cannot teach anybody anything, I can only make them think...Socrates (BC 469-BC 399) Greek philosopher of Athens

Science without religion is lame, religion without science is blind...Albert Einstein (1879-1955) German-Swiss-U.S. scientist.

Men are Moved by two levers only: fear and self interest...Napoleon I (1769-1821) Napoleon Bonaparte. French general.

Life's tragedy is that we get old too soon and wise too late...Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790) American statesman, scientist and philosopher.

The only good is knowledge and the only evil is ignorance...Socrates (BC 469-BC 399) Greek philosopher of Athens

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Let's start with..........I am tired.

Odd way to start a blog, don't you think?

I have a complaint.  I am so tired of everyone telling me how unskilled I am.  I am tired of them telling me that I could not possibly be as good as they are.  I have been told that I should be ashamed of myself for thinking I could possibly be as good as WELL-KNOWN authors.  I have been told, "How dare you think that you could get published when there are well-known authors out there losing thier publishing contracts."  "The nerve, the audacity, to think you could compete with them."

I read several comments earlier today about how the only reason people self publish is because they don't have the patiences to go through the PROPER publishing channels.  What a crock?  I actually started the book, CONDOR 5: Where Thoughts Become Pleasure, 10 years ago.  I finished it and started sending out queries two years ago and to this day I am still sending queries even though it is on CreateSpace and Amazon for sale. 

Then why the rant you may ask?  Because even though I am upset with the publishing industry at this moment I still feel that they have the added experience that I lack.

I have been told that I should be ashamed of myself for even considering self-publishing (by an agent that won't get fee's from my books).  I have been told that someone like me could never make it onto the NYT best sellers list.  I have been told that I should be ashamed of myself for thinking I could edit my book as well as a professional editor (who wanted to charge me $120).  I have been a Master Proofreader for The Gutenberg project for years but they didn't want to hear that either.  It's not the same thing they tell me.  It's not good enough they reply.

When Angeline Riley decided to visit her cousin Lord Jaymes Riley in Romania she never expected to meet a vampire that would fulfill all of her fantasies and desires.

When Lord Vincent Lucius met her for the first time he knew she was the woman of his dreams. When he connected with her for the second time he knew he could never let her go.

Follow Angeline and Lord Lucius as they unlock the secrets to their past. They must decide whether to embrace their past or be destroyed by it. It’s an erotic thriller that will leave you exhausted but begging for more.

As you have probably noticed I don't talk much about myself but I feel it is time to properly introduce myself.  My name is Jovanna Francesco.  I live in a small town in Southwest Virginia. We have a population of around 4,000 people.

This blog is here to let you know about my wonderful adventure in QUERY LAND and SUBMISSION WORLD.

To start out my great adventure I wrote a book.  I created the creatures in the book.  I created a cover for that book myself.  I then created a website and blog to promote the book. You can find the link to my website on this page.

Everyone kept telling me, "You need an agent and publisher or your book will never sell."

So, when the book was completed I started sending out queries and submissions to agents and publishers.

Once again she woke up in a cold sweat. Every time she had the dream it became harder and harder for her to get the images out of her head. Tara Goodman had been having the same dream every night for the past two weeks. It always started the same way. She found herself in a dark hallway in an apartment building that was unfamiliar to her. When she got to the end of the hall a door opened and a man with a hood on stepped out, grabbed her and pulled her into the apartment. He shut and locked the door, then turned his attention on her. “Who are you? What do you want? She asked.


He walked over to her grabbed her and threw her down on the ground. The man always replied the same way. “I am your salvation. I want to relieve you of your nightmares.” He straddled her body raised a ceremonial blade above his head, murmured an incantation, removed his hood, and plunged the knife deep into her chest. Then she would wake up. She never did see who it was even though he removed his hood. It was always a blank face.

Cameron was getting anxious. He started to pace back and forth. He looked at his watch, a minute later he looked again.

“What could possibly be taking so long?”

Valaria started down the stairs in a slow almost floating fashion with her Gloppora close on her heels.
Cameron heard a foot step behind him and swung around.

“Finally…” he started to say then froze.

His jaw dropped. He could have sworn he heard a thump when it hit the floor. He was awestruck. When the Gloppora saw his reaction she flushed. Her body heated up and the blood rushed to her face.

What if you were one of the wealthiest and most handsome men in the universe but the one woman that you desired didn't give you a second glance? What if suddenly and for no apparent reason she put her body in your hands to do with as you please?

Would you hesitate to take her if you knew the reason she wanted you was because her thoughts were controlled by a creature that made her level of sex pheromones spike through the roof?

When Cameron discovers the creatures in the caves he realizes that he could finally conquer the one woman who denied him of the pleasures of her body; his assistant Valaria Pasclo. His chance to make love to her finally arose but his decision to take her or not would change his life forever.

When Cameron's newly aquired enemy kidnaps Valaria in an attmept to acquire a valuable treasure. Cameron has to go after her with the help of the Gloppora before the man can make good on his threats to steal a treasure that Cameron values more than gold.

Cameron Alexander and a few of his friends were having a drink at the Mardi Gras Night Club in down town Atlanta. They were discussing his latest conquest. They all agreed that since she was one of the dancers at a club that specialized in adult male entertainment that she didn’t count.

Cameron was only half listening to their conversation. His thoughts seemed to be overly focused on his assistant. He had even pictured himself making love to her last night instead of the exotic and extremely limber dancer he was with. He couldn’t understand why he couldn’t get her out of his head.

He is one of the wealthiest bachelors in the universe. He made his millions by collecting treasures and artifacts across the universe. He could have any woman he wanted and he knew that. He considered himself God’s greatest gift to women and most women would agree with that. His deeply tanned muscular arms could sweep any woman off her feet with ease. He is savvy, debonair, and sophisticated. The kind of man every woman fantasizes about.

So what is wrong with him? Why couldn’t he get his assistant in the sack?