Happy Memorial Day

Today is a wonderful day to remember the courage and honor of so many who've given their time and lives for America. So many times I'm irritated by our ever-encroaching government but it's good to realize that I still have so many liberties others don't. It sounds cliche but I really am proud to be an American.

On a side note, a few days ago author Rhonda Mcknight posted about book marketing. It's worth a read and it's informative. Looks like someday when I get published I'll have my work cut out for me.

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Anonymous said…
Hi Jessica! Hope you're having a great Memorial Day, too. :-)

My nephew (a second LT. in the army) is about to be deployed in a couple of weeks, so this is a very poignant holiday for us this year. But we're sending him off with lots of hugs and prayers, so I have every faith he'll make it back to us soon.

Thanks for dropping by my LJ and inviting me to be a guest blogger on your blog! I'd love to do that! Why don't you send me an email (www.tina@tinagraysrealm.com) and
let me know when, and if you have anything in particular you'd like me to talk about.

Also, I need to get you in touch with one of my writer pals. Her name is Kymber Lee (pseudonym). She writes inspirational romance, too, and has recently had her first book published by going to a small press publisher. She might be someone good for you to talk to. Here's her website: www.kymberleebooks.com.

You can drop by and email her from there. I'll give her your blog link and a heads up as to who you are.

TTYS...
May 26, 2008 at 8:26 PM
Anonymous said…
Oops. Sorry. My email is:tina@tinagraysrealm.com--you don't need the www. *snort*

I think I started to give you my web address and changed midstream. :)
May 26, 2008 at 8:28 PM
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