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A wonderful collection of resources and inspiration for any traveler,
this book has a lot of good, solid advice for anyone planning a trip.
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SG Suicide Game - one of the 5 best books out of 3112.
UK Novel Writers Competition.
You can find SG Suicide Game on Amazon
Every step you take, comes from a decision you made or from a decision someone else (or society) made for you?
Can you decide your path when your future is already determined? How far does your free will goes? Can you make choices in which the outcome has not been determined by past events? Is determinism necessary for free will, arguing that choice involves preference for one course of action over another, requiring a sense of how choices will turn out?
Is your future already determined by your past, society, destiny or premonitions?
Norah tries to make her own decisions in a world where her path seems to be pre determined.
How far can she go? How much can she decide about her own life and future?
What would you do if you would be Norah? Who would you trust?
This book is thought provoking, magic and a page turner.
I am looking forward to read the next book.
Life outside the box is a book about dreams, work and success.
It is an inspiring book, with stories about ten real people and their achievements in life.
People you maybe never hear about, but are there, working hard, day after day to make it happen.
The book takes us through 10 inspirational journeys of individuals who had the courage to follow their dreams
and succeed, turning impossible into possible, making a better life for themselves and a better world for all.
A very emotional and heartbreaking book, written from the heart of a mother to give an account of the truth.
This book makes an important contribution to increasing awareness of the problem of child abductions
and the fact that there are serious shortcomings in how police forces address the problem.
After almost 10 years, Madeleine is still missing.
I hope Madeleine can be found or find her way back home.
The tragic disappearance of Madeleine McCann which occured in Portugal May 2007, to this day is still a mystery.
Madeleine McCann disappeared on the evening of 3 May 2007 from her bed in a holiday apartment in Praia da Luz, a resort in the Algarve region of Portugal, sparking what one newspaper called "the most heavily reported missing-person case in modern history"
After almost 10 years, Madeleine is still missing.
This book is well written and helps you understand the anguish of this terrible and sad situation and events leading up to it.
In this book you can find detailed background on Portugals legal system in an authorititive manner which helped to explain the difficulties that the average or non-average person had in understanding Portugals different methods.
The book seems logical and food for thought about what really happened.
A top detective, Dave Edgar, who worked with Madeleine McCann’s parents has suggested (in April 2017) she could be alive,
living with her captor and oblivious that she is even missing.
Despite a decade with no answers her parents have said they have never given up hope of seeing their daughter again.
Miracles happen every day. I hope Madeleine can be found.
This book is full of surprises, twists and mysteries.
My preferred quote is:
"Where do you go to when you close your eyes?"
The UK Novel Writing Competition 2017 Shortlist is now available at
25 Finalists out of 3112 entries.
Imaginative and intense,
The Ocean at the end of the Lane is a sweet, yet scary, story of childhood innocence and imagination.
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Right leg first, left leg second, leg after leg, out of the bed.
Leg after leg, back into the bed. Out of her bed, back onto her back, Talliskynina played with her legs.
The morning sunlight, shining through the curtain, created shadows of her legs on the wall. Going in and out of her bed, Talliskynina watched the images, smiling, going backward and forward, playing with the morning shadow theater, as would she be deciding between sleeping longer and going out to see the light of the sun from the other side of the window.
From outside the window, from inside her world.
Suddenly, her movements turned faster, as would a second be a half-second, increasing time, trying to stay longer in bed, jumping out of the bed, jumping back into the bed.
In and out of the bed again, until…step after step, jump after jump, Talliskynina went to the kitchen, and picked up some strawberries.
Strawberries that were supposed to be for a cake.
She walked into her mother’s Hug.
“Mom…can I go out?”
“Talliskynina, eat your breakfast first,” said her mother, pointing to a bowl with cereals on the far end of the table.
Picking up more strawberries and eating three strawberries between each spoonful of cereal, the girl asked again:
“Moooommm, can I go out now?”
“Talliskynina, take care and please be back before lunchtime…the streets can be a dangerous place to be. A street is a place to walk over, to use to go somewhere, not a place to stay around for too long.”
No word about the stolen strawberries, or too many strawberries; Talliskynina’s mother was already used to preparing more, knowing her kid’s passions.
Going out of the safe walls, out of her mother’s safe embrace, Talliskynina prepared herself for the street jungle. One hand on the door frame, a quick look outside, a slower look inside, a quick look outside again until, one foot after another, jumping backward and forward between inside and outside the house.
Jumped to the outside side of the door, as would there be a trampoline, running to the street as would she be a swimmer swimming against the current of her fear, screaming:
It wasn’t even a “BUUU” but only a little “buuu” like only a lovely eight-year-old girl can do. “For me the street is a place to be so long as I can. B…buuuu.”
Most people passing by did not notice her, as she, after a few steps, stood on the walkway, trying to make the scariest grimace she could ever do. Which means, not scary at all, out of her imagination. The few ones noticing her smiled, thinking she was an adorable girl, while she whispered more to herself than to the world:
“I’m a monster…I’m so ugly and scary, people please run away from me. You will all be scared to death if you come closer or try to touch or steal me… buuuu.”
Talliskynina stood there on her skinny legs on the top of her eight years of age, believing her grimaces would protect her from the scary outside world.
Protect her from all the bad people living outside the house in a dangerous place called the street. A place she loved to be.
“Hi little girl, how are you?” asked a woman who wasn’t a real stranger, but the owner of a grocery shop around the corner where Talliskynina use to go with her mother from time to time.
Feeling scared, the girl ran away, figuring out how to make uglier grimaces the next time, to avoid people speaking to her. Dangerous people. But inside of her, she liked the supermarket woman and whispered, “Hi, I’m fine. How are you?” while running back home as fast as she could. Going out again only after making her hand full of strawberries and some checking on how to make better grimaces in the bathroom mirror.
She tried to scare people away but it never happened that someone would run away from her... Her grimaces never scared people or protected her from knowing them.
Or scared away her interest in knowing them. The problem or the solution was, she liked people.
She was too curious not to start conversations herself and when people spoke to her, she at first whispered and ran away, but with time passing by, she answered more and more to people. And she carried on making her grimaces until...
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