Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Eyeshine Book Review


Eyeshine by Cy Wyss
 
on Tour March 1-31, 2016

 
Book Details:
 
Genre: Cozy Mystery
Published by: Nighttime Dog Press, LLC
Publication Date: November 2015
Number of Pages: 200
ASIN: B017WD3WWU 

Synopsis:
 
PJ Taylor is a reporter with a difference. Each night she turns into a black tabby cat from sundown to sunup.

In this first adventure, follow PJ as she chases thieves, drug dealers, and even a murderer.

Will PJ solve the mysterious drowning death of cantankerous old coot Chip Greene? Or will a local special needs boy end up taking the blame?

Be prepared for twists and turns along the way as PJ applies all her feline senses to this diabolical situation.
 
My Thoughts:
 
I actually loved this story! Yes, it's a little quirky that she turns into a black cat at night and people can only see her during the day as a human, but it was funny, had a hilarious murder plot and was a mystery all rolled into one!
 
Of course, her story about why she couldn't be out at night was a little off balance because I would have thought that her friends and her family would then say, well, we will come see you then so you don't have to leave home. But, no one I guess ever invited themselves over, so no one got suspicious.
 
It's a really fun story to read and even though it does have a murder involved, it was not a mean and vicious murder, just a kind of misunderstanding of what really happened. Otherwise, I would have ranked this a pretty good comedy!
 
It's a refreshing story and gives you a break from all the drama of other murder mysteries plus a side of the supernatural.
 
Happy Reading!

Read an excerpt:

People called Brooke Annabeth Taylor “PJ,” which stood not for pajamas but for Peeping Jane. She’d been a photographer and reporter for as long as the town could remember—at least since grade school—and her reportage was known for the most candid and impossible photos, like Peter Parker’s but from nearer the ground. Her job was made more difficult by her moniker because once people found out what it was, they shied away and wouldn’t tell her the secrets that are a reporter’s stock-in-trade. As she got older, it got harder and harder to convince anyone to give her a story. Now, at thirty, she was no longer “kitten cute” and able to wile her way easily into subjects’ confidence. Still, she managed to find a way.
With her penetrating amber eyes and easy smile, people found her disarming. She loved her relationship as a freelance reporter with the town’s paper, and all the vagaries that life entails, such as being a night owl and an absolute bulldog for the truth. If she could have chosen her own moniker, it would have likely combined these: Owl Dog. It was particularly inappropriate, however, because she turned not into a bird or canine every night, but into a cat.
She had been a black tabby from sundown to sunup since shortly after puberty. She often wondered why other people didn’t morph into alternate beings for the dark hours, but was admonished very early on by a loving mother to never, never, ever speak a word of it to anyone. PJ liked to think that was because her mother had a similar power and had suffered, but it could have been due solely to the woman’s intelligence and sense of practicality.
PJ’s father had died when she was ten. The man was a scientist, an absent-minded chemist, and PJ was of two minds about his awareness. On the one hand, his cleverness meant surely he wouldn’t have been fooled by a mere wife, no matter how adept at deception; on the other hand, his absentmindedness meant sometimes he forgot to wear shoes. So it wasn’t a stretch to think he might have no inkling about the bizarreness of his wife or daughter.
At sixteen, with PJ in limbo between childhood and womanhood, her mother suffered a tragic and debilitating stroke that took her life within months. PJ then moved in with her much older brother and his family. By then, she had become as adept as her mother at hiding her talent, in spite of the fact her brother was an FBI agent by that time, at twenty-nine, and extraordinarily difficult to deceive. It helped that after he witnessed firsthand the transformation from girl to cat, he immediately went into a long-lasting shock that consisted of utter denial. Instead of considering how her unique power could assist him in his life of crime fighting, he grounded her for a month and kept her largely confined to her room, especially after sundown.
PJ forgave Robert for locking her up, only because of her natural optimism and sense of personal grandeur. Honestly, grudges were beneath her, as were most things mere mono-modal humans did. She focused on her schoolwork and got all A’s that semester. Much later she discovered her brother had to take a polygraph test every year he was employed with the all-knowing government agency. PJ realized Robert had so thoroughly put the image of his sister becoming a black tabby cat out of his mind that he had convinced himself it wasn’t even a hallucination—it simply hadn’t existed at all. There’s no need to lie if you’re a true believer, and that was the most effective path for a forced deceiver. So PJ kept her secret, and Robert kept his job.
Fourteen years later, PJ was irrevocably known as Peeping Jane and Robert had traveled the country and come back in his forties to set up a one-man field office in Mayhap, Indiana. One day, PJ was out with her best friends Clara Goodwind and Vicky Donnerweise at the Mayhap Spring Festival when the sun dipped low on the horizon, threatening to bring the stars closer and the day to an end.
“PJ, why do you always leave just when things are getting interesting?” Clara said.
She was a buxom woman with big hazel eyes and bright red hair. Her wardrobe favored items with cats in evidence or implied by pithy sayings, such as “Meow Happens,” which her pink tube top currently sported. The woman was Taft County’s prime cat rescuer, with a warren of dedicated chicken-wire pens covering her backyard and a full-time feeding schedule. When she wasn’t volunteering at the county’s humane shelter, she was ensconced in a network of gossips centered at the Mayhap Memorial Library. Clara was an assistant librarian but party to all the good stories the town could provide. PJ found her an invaluable source. If it happened, or was going to happen, Clara knew about it and would talk.
Vicky stood with arms akimbo and watched PJ inhale an elephant ear. She was a striking woman with hair even blacker than PJ’s and blue eyes where PJ’s were yellow. Vicky was tall and muscular, like a man, but lither and hourglass-shaped inside the bulky kit she wore for law enforcement. She was one of Taft County’s deputies, second in their force only to Sheriff Curtis Denning, whom she happened to be married to.
“Land’s sake, PJ, how do you eat like that? You know I’m active all day, but I can’t eat three of those things without being ten pounds fatter tomorrow. Do you just stay up all night on the treadmill or what?”
A loud cry of enjoyment crescendoed from the fairway before PJ could answer, which was just as well since her mouth was filled with fried dough and she wouldn’t have gotten more than a grunt or two out. She didn’t have the heart to enlighten her friend. Every night, indeed, she ran the treadmill of being feline. She wandered miles in the summertime, searched every nook and cranny of the county, chased rodents and vermin, and napped only fitfully and with one eye open under the shifting moon.
She popped the last of the ear into her mouth and said, “It’s genetics. Some people are luckier than others.”
Vicky and Clara groaned.
Clara adjusted her pink-rimmed glasses and slurped her sno-cone. “At least I managed to keep myself to just one Devil Dog. And sno-cones have no calories after noon—everyone knows that.” Clara was constantly watching her figure, which didn’t seem to keep her from growing more buxom by the year. At the rate she was going, she would be a round octogenarian with a radiant smile in fifty years. PJ thought things could be worse.
“So you two coming two weeks from today or what?” Vicky said.
She was having a cookout, a common occurrence in the warmer months, and the Taylors and Goodwinds were regular fixtures. Everyone knew the cookouts were as much a bid to stuff the people of Taft County with reasons why the Denning clan should hold on to the sheriff-hood for the indefinite future, but everyone came anyway. Vicky’s ribs were legendary, and Curtis’s beer was as tasty and free flowing as anyone’s ever was. Today was Saturday, and two weeks from today was going to be the first big Donnerweise-Denning BBQ of the season.
“Yeah, I’ll be there,” PJ said. “At least until sunset.”
Vicky rolled her eyes. “Because you turn into a pumpkin at sunset, right? We’ll never get to see nighttime you. Isn’t Doc Fred helping you with that?”
Doctor Fred Norton was Mayhap’s most celebrated, and only, psychiatrist. Apparently he was a third cousin twice removed to the iconic Oprah Winfrey and had once listened to her problems with aplomb, inspiring her to go on and listen eternally to others. He was given a brief mention in a book of hers, which was now out-of-print. For Mayhap, that was all it took to secure one’s place in the annals of town history. He even had a special shelf in the library to display his pamphlets on the pluses of positive putation, despite the brochures containing more than their fair share of buzz non-words.
PJ’s cover story for disappearing every evening, no matter the weather or event, was a rare and debilitating overreaction to darkness. Everyone thought she ran home to sit in a bright room under full-spectrum lights so she could make it through the dark hours with her psyche intact, her odd and entrenched phobia notwithstanding. Doc Fred made a perfect corroborator. His acute sense of professional delicacy meant he could never confirm nor deny PJ’s hints that he was treating her without success for her illness. Perhaps he had spent the last decades sketching her case study, which would no doubt be picked up by the professional societies should it ever come to a positive conclusion.
“Sorry,” PJ said to Vicky, “I’m not going to talk about it.”
“Oh, right. Shrink’s privilege and all that.”
“Well, get going,” Clara said. “I don’t want to have to carry around any pumpkins your size after dark, if you turn into one.”
“Alrighty. Toodles, people.”

Author Bio:

Cy WyssI live and write in the Indianapolis area. After earning a PhD in Computer Science in 2002 and teaching and researching for seven years, I’ve returned to the childhood dream of becoming an author. I better do it now because I won’t get a third life.

Behind me, I have a ton of academic experience and have written about twenty extremely boring papers on query languages and such, for example this one in the ACM Transactions on Databases. (That’s a mouthful.)

Now, I write in the mystery/thriller/suspense genres and sometimes science fiction. I know for some people databases would be the more beloved of the options, but for me, I finally realized that my heart wasn’t in it. So I took up a second life, as a self-published fiction author.

Online, I do the Writer Cy cartoon series about the (mis)adventures of researching, writing, and self-publishing in today’s shifting climate. I also love to design and create my own covers using GIMP.

Disclosure: Mary Bearden personally reviewed these products. I did not receive any monetary compensation for my review, just a sample product. All opinions are mine and belong to me solely. My thoughts and opinions may differ from yours.

Thursday, March 3, 2016

In The Mind of Revenge Book Review


 
I have a really eery book called In The Mind of Revenge, The Shamed Book 1 written by Liv Hadden that I wanted to share with all of you.
 
Synopsis:
In the Mind of Revenge, book one of The Shamed Series, takes a deep look at how monsters are born.  
Set in a society that glorifies “normal” and demonizes different, this dark tale takes its readers on an emotionally wild ride of vengeance, murder, pain and desperation. Though the reader is warned by its main character, Shame, not to develop an attachment, the first person narrative combined with Shame’s uninhibited vulnerability makes it nearly impossible not to do so.  
Raw, vivid, honest, fast-paced and beautifully vulgar, In the Mind of Revenge is sure to have you emotionally twisted from beginning to end. Mine is a tale of pain, hate, lies, murder, injustice, vengeance, and love unreturned. It began much like yours; a hopeful innocent born to a world of endless possibilities. But my journey has rarely been paved with opportunities of light. Confronted by those who sought to eclipse what light I had found, the darkness came for me. Wrapped in its intoxicating embrace, I have risen from the dead to reclaim my dignity and the life that was taken from me.  
I have begun my journey into the mind of revenge. Revenge for me. Revenge for those like me. Those who are shamed. This is a story for the shamed, by the shamed. The question is, are you ready for it?
Purchase your copy on Amazon. 
 
My Thoughts:
 
I have to tell you that while this book was very disturbing in the beginning, it was so compelling that I couldn't put it down!
 
Then towards the middle of the book, Shame starts to change, whether he realizes it or not, and the whole concept changes. You begin to see Shame as being redeemed and trying to do good things to counter balance the bad things that he did.
 
I guess I am a sucker for someone down on their luck, because then I tried to figure out ways that he might get out of being in trouble with the law. Yes, he did some disturbing things, but in his defense, some really bad and mind blowing things were done to him first.
 
This story will push you to the limits and make you try to figure out if Shame is redeemable and how does Shame's life go on?
 
I don't want to give too much away or why this happened to Shame or why he changed his name and once you read the story, you will begin to fully understand his actions afterwards. Especially after being in a coma for several years after these horrible things were done to him.
 
I would think anyone capable of the damage that was done to Shame would have to be pure evil and you can only deal with pure evil by becoming pure evil yourself. But, you can't live that way forever and that is what ultimately Shame has to figure out towards the last of this first installment.
 
I can't wait to read the next book!
 
Happy Reading!
 
 
About the Author:
 
Author. Creator. Adventurer. Human. In that order.

Debut novelist Liv Hadden has been writing ever since she was a little girl. But, it wasn't until 5th grade when her teacher said she'd one day write a book that she started taking it seriously.

Her Shamed series began in college, when Hadden employed her writing as an outlet for her feelings during a serious bout of depression. After a brief, yet impactful first night of writing, she dreamt of a shadowy figure, tormented and demonized by their own mind and realized this was the shadow of pain that hurting people everywhere felt.

She woke from her dream feeling more energized that she had in months, picked up her computer and began to write. "I felt if ever there was a story inside me and a character worth taking the leap, it was Shame and this story," says Hadden. "This one in particular is personal in nature, and perhaps the very reason it's so close to my heart."

Hailing from the land of Ben & Jerry's, Hadden has since settled in Austin, TX with her partner and two dogs, Madison and Samuel.
 
Connect on her Website | Facebook | Twitter |
 
Disclosure: Mary Bearden personally reviewed these products. I did not receive any monetary compensation for my review, just a sample product. All opinions are mine and belong to me solely. My thoughts and opinions may differ from yours. 

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

An Amish Year Book Review



I have a very special book to share with all of you that is actually 4 different Amish stories all in one easy book called An Amish Year written by Beth Wiseman!

Synopsis:
Spend a year in Amish country with four sweet romances.
Rooted in Love (previously published in An Amish Garden) 
Rosemary Lantz is doing her best to run her family’s household. She excels at all her tasks except one: gardening. Saul Petersheim has pursued Rosemary for years, but Rosemary keeps turning him down. What Saul doesn’t know is that she has good reason—something no one can know—especially not him. 
A Love for Irma Rose 
The year is 1957, and young Irma Rose has a choice to make. Date the man who is “right” for her? Or give Jonas a chance, the wild and reckless suitor who refuses to take no for an answer?  Irma Rose steps onto the path she believes God has planned for her, but when she loses her footing, she is forced to rethink her choice. 

Patchwork Perfect 
Eli Byler has been a widower for two years when he chooses to make a fresh start in Paradise, Pennsylvania. As Eli juggles the admiration of two women, he meets Miriam Fisher—the most unconventional Amish woman he’s ever met. She doesn’t fit the mold for what Eli is looking for, but it isn’t long before Eli realizes that Miriam is everything he wants. But Miriam has no plans to get married—ever.  Will Eli be able to change her mind? 
When Christmas Comes Again (previously published in An Amish Second Christmas) 
Katherine knows the first Christmas without Elias will be hard for her and the children. But when a mysterious Englischer appears with photographs of her late husband, Katherine begins to wonder what other blessings Christmas could have in store. 
My Thoughts:
If you love reading about the Amish, then this book is perfect for you!
It has 4 completely different romance stories that span a wide range of seasons within a year so that you get to experience how they live and cope with all the different weather and/or climate changes.
As for me, I am a sucker for Christmas time and everything that is associated with that holiday, so I was really into When Christmas Comes Again. I would imagine that most people have their favorite season also, which makes this collection of stories so awesome.
It's always fascinating to read about the Amish and how they deal with adversity and change in their lives but still they never lose track of their faith and way of life. Which is something we regular people seem to get wrong when faced with challenges we didn't see coming, or at least I am. So, reading about how to deal with them in a different way, is helpful to me to try and picture my response in a more positive light and learn something from it.
Reading Amish stories is for me a way to try to understand how to see things in a more positive way instead of reacting negatively and hopefully changing the worst outcome and making it a positive and sometimes a more exciting change.
Happy Reading! 
About the Author:

Beth Wiseman is the best-selling author of the Daughters of the Promise series and the Land of Canaan series. Having sold over 1.5 million books, her novels have held spots on the ECPA (Evangelical Christian Publishers Association) Bestseller List and the CBA (Christian Book Association) Bestseller List. She was the recipient of the prestigious Carol Award in 2011 and 2013. She is a three-time winner of the Inspirational Readers Choice Award, and an INSPY Award winner. In 2013 she took home the coveted Holt Medallion. Her first book in the Land of Canaan series--Seek Me With All Your Heart--was selected as the 2011 Women of Faith Book of the Year. Beth is contracted with HarperCollins Christian Publishing into the year 2018, and she has published thirteen novels and thirteen novellas to date.

As a former newspaper reporter, Beth was honored by her peers with eleven journalism awards, including first place news writing for The Texas Press Association. She has been a humor columnist for The 1960 Sun in Houston and published articles in various publications. However, writing novels is where her heart is. She left her job as a journalist in 2008 to write novels fulltime.

Beth has a deep affection for the Amish and their simpler way of life, and while she plans to continue writing Amish love stories, she is also branching out into other areas. Her first non-Amish, contemporary--Need You Now--released in April 2012 and landed on the CBA Bestseller List. She enjoyed writing the story based in a town near where she lives, and she chose another small Texas town for her next non-Amish contemporary--The House that Love Built--which is based in Smithville, the same quaint town where movies such as Hope Floats and Tree of Life were filmed. Beth continued to spread her wings when she released The Promise in October 2014. Inspired by actual events, The Promise follows Beth's characters all the way to Pakistan. Beth was involved in the real-life rescue when her friend was held captive in Pakistan. Beth is currently working on book #2 in her new Amish Secrets series, tentatively titled Jacob's Ladder. Book #1--Her Brother's Keeper--recently released and was chosen as a Top Pick by RT Reviews Magazine.

Beth and her husband are empty nesters enjoying the country life in Texas with three dogs and a rooster. When she's not writing, she loves to travel, paint, and enjoy time with friends and family.

Disclosure: Mary Bearden personally reviewed these products. I did not receive any monetary compensation for my review, just a sample product. "I received this book from Blogging for Books for this review." All opinions are mine and belong to me solely. My thoughts and opinions may differ from yours.

Keeper of the Stars Book Review



I have a really great romance novel for all of you that is titled Keeper of the Stars written by Robin Lee Hatcher.

Synopsis:
Forgiveness is the only cure for heartbreak. But can Penny forgive the man she holds responsible for her brother’s death? 
When her mother died from pneumonia, Penny Cartwright was heartbroken. But now, after burying her younger brother just 12 years later, she is devastated. Anger, guilt, and sorrow cloud Penny’s mind, and the last thing she wants is to be reminded of her pain—but that’s exactly what happens when a stranger comes to town. 
Trevor Reynolds has been chasing fame for more than a dozen years, but his musical career can’t get off the ground. While on the road, an accident kills his young drummer, Brad Cartwright. Trevor wasn’t behind the wheel, but he still blames himself . . . and so does Brad’s sister, Penny. Now Trevor finds himself in Kings Meadow, determined to follow through on his final promise to his friend. 
Still feeling the pain of Brad’s death, Penny and Trevor must learn that forgiveness is the only thing that can heal their hearts. And if they do forgive, something beautiful may rise from the ashes of heartbreak. 
My Thoughts:
I think we all love books that somehow give us hope that there is good things waiting for us if we could just get pass the negative things that have happened to us in our lives.
There is nothing better than reading a really good, down to earth romance novel that shows us how to reach for love while we are still grieving for someone we lost.
It's not easy for Penny to do that and at first she refuses to see that Trevor is a good man. She wants to hold onto the bad image because it makes her feel like she isn't betraying her brother who died in an accident while with Trevor.
I have to give Trevor a lot of credit for sticking around and waiting out the time that was needed for Penny to come to grips with the loss of her brother and the new man who happens to move to her hometown after recovering from the same accident.
It's a good feeling book that is perfect for the winter and I love the colors of the book because it almost reminds you of Christmas!
Happy Reading!
About the Author:

Best-selling novelist Robin Lee Hatcher is known for her heartwarming and emotionally charged stories of faith, courage, and love. Winner of the Christy, the RITA, the Carol, the Inspirational Reader's Choice, and many other industry awards, Robin is also a recipient of Lifetime Achievement Awards from both Romance Writers of America and American Christian Fiction Writers. She is the author of 75+ novels and novellas with over five million copies in print.

Robin enjoys being with her family, spending time in the beautiful Idaho outdoors, reading books that make her cry, and watching romantic movies. Her main hobby (when time allows) is knitting, and she has a special love for making prayer shawls. A mother and grandmother, Robin and her husband make their home on the outskirts of Boise, sharing it with Poppet, the high-maintenance Papillon, and Princess Pinky, the DC (demon cat).

Robin is active on her Facebook Author Page where she loves to interact with readers.

Disclosure: Mary Bearden personally reviewed these products. I did not receive any monetary compensation for my review, just a sample product. "I received this book from Blogging for Books for this review." All opinions are mine and belong to me solely. My thoughts and opinions may differ from yours.

Elite Serum RX Review


 
I have a new eye extra strength eye serum that I know you will want to know about called Skinpro's new and improved Elite Serum RX!


I know that you have seen me review this product before and some others that are in the same line but they have added 2 more ingredients to this Elite Serum RX to make it work even better for all of us.

Those two ingredients are:
Syn®-Coll is an aqueous based peptide considered ideal for activating Tissue Growth Factor (TGF), which is the key element in the synthesis of collagen, a crucial component of the extra cellular matrix (ECM) of the skin. Degenerative changes in the skin take place without this crucial piece of the cellular puzzle. Syn-Coll compensates for collagen deficits and makes the skin look more youthful.

Inyline is a peptide that works to help constrict muscle contraction, reducing the depth and appearance of expression lines, those pesky lines that we earn from smiling, laughing, frowning and crying.  Expression lines are the hardest to treat.
 
I grin every time I see this because it reminds me of a really big syringe or needle. I used to be terrified of them! I mean really bad that I sometimes would pass out so to now be able to look at something like this and not freak out is very comforting. But, seriously, the whole concept I think is to make it look like you might be getting something like Botox but far from it.

This awesome serum will help plump up the lines around your mouth and eyes and help your skin appear much more smoother and younger. The new reformulated version has the consistency more like a cream instead of a serum.  It is still considered an eye serum, but it’s thicker, much like a cream, but with the benefits of a serum in the way that its not oily; it won’t cause breakouts or greasy skin.


The advanced compound is intended to reduce the appearance of dark circles, puffiness, and the appearance of crow’s feet and fine lines around the eyes. With continued use as directed, Elite Serum can improve tone, skin elasticity, and firmness, which improves the youthful appearance of users of any age by restoring a more youthful eye contour.

I have to tell you that I really love this awesome serum! It has done more for my eyes and the tops of my forehead closest to my eyes than just about anything else that I have tried. I have always been a firm believer in serums and just feel like they soak in better for my skin type. This new and improved serum is lighter and almost looks like clear drops of water when it is dispensed thru the syringe.

You just pump it and at the tip where normally a needle would be if you were having Botox, instead you get the clear serum and it doesn't take much because it glides on so smooth and it will spread so start small and work your way up if you need to.

In addition to the two ingredients that I already told you about, here is another one that is important to this serum:

Eyeliss™is a proprietary combination of three active peptide molecules designed to rapidly, and effectively, reduce puffiness and bag volume under the eyes. This bio-molecular engineered solution was discovered as a result of sensory perception screening tests, which were specifically designed to treat puffiness under the eyes. Eyeliss is composed of three important ingredients:
1. Hesperidin Methyl Chalcone decreases the capillary permeability in the lower eyelid. This molecule primes the delicate skin of this area for lymphatic drainage and toning.
2. Dipeptide Valyl-Tryptophane is a peptide, which increases lymphatic circulation leading to drainage. This peptide is responsible for safely draining the fluid out of the puffy eye bags.
3. Lipopeptide Pal-GQPR improves skin firmness and elasticity, which helps to remove fine lines and wrinkles on the sensitive lower eyelid skin. In addition to aiding firmness and elasticity, this peptide decreases the inflammation commonly caused by other lymphatic drainage agents.
There are a lot more other ingredients that I don't have time to explain all of them so please go and check out the rest of them and what they help do to make this awesome serum work.  I wanted you to know about the ones above because of the puffy eyes and how this serum could help with those in addition to helping with the fine lines and wrinkles.

Here's a little bit about the people behind Skinpro:
We are a science inspired cosmeticeutical company that is focused on discovering, developing, and commercializing novel products and ingredients for skin care, anti-aging, weight management, and other cosmetic applications. 
Our flagship product is Elite Serum, an internally developed, anti-aging topical cosmeceutical. Our staff of specially trained cosmetic pharmacists and scientists developed Elite Serum using our proprietary anti-aging technology, which is based on a unique combination of patented DNA precursor pool peptides. 
In addition to Elite Serum, we have discovered and commercialized other scientific breakthroughs in skin care.  Our Delfogo line of products consist of some of the most advanced and award-winning cosmeceutical innovations in the anti-aging industry. Additionally, our in-house cosmetic engineers have recently designed the Bellapulse Advanced Pulsar Technology device specifically to work in conjunction with our scientifically developed line of skin care treatments. 
Our specially trained cosmetic pharmacists are currently testing two new products that represent breakthroughs in the biopharmaceutical industry.  Tepamine, a dietary supplement for weight loss and anti-aging, is the first of these new products.  This potent formulation is currently in Phase I of development, where it will be extensively evaluated prior to submitting the product for consumer testing.   
Our team has also developed DNA Serum, which breaks new ground using patented peptides derived from Borneo’s Temple Viper snake venom in a powerful topical anti-aging eye treatment.  DNA Serum is currently in the Preliminary Phase of our developmental process.
Connect with Skinpro:

Mailing Address
SkinPro International
1602 Alton Road, 597
Miami Beach, FL 33139
Email:  info@skinpro.com
Phone:  1-800-575-2065

Disclosure: Mary Bearden personally reviewed these products. I did not receive any monetary compensation for my review, just a sample product. All opinions are mine and belong to me solely. My thoughts and opinions may differ from yours.

Monday, February 29, 2016

PMD Personal Microderm Review



I will start by saying that the PMD Personal Microderm is awesome! My friend and I both used it for almost three weeks and we loved the way our skin felt afterwards. It will make your skin feel baby soft! But, please, please read the directions and follow them to the letter. Do not go over the same area multiple times. My friend did that and ended up with what I call a rug burn the next day. It is meant for a one time sweep across your face. Two at the most, but don't go over that!

 
There are different sizes of the buffers and the big ones are for your body, not your face! We figured that one out real quick, too! Seriously, though, the smaller ones are for the face and the larger discs are for your body, like the hands.


And please, make sure you wash and clean your face and use plenty of moisturizer, especially if you have never had this type of treatment before. We both have had several in office procedures, so our faces were used to it and we really had no problems except for when she tried to go back over the area around her mouth a little too much.


I also got the How To Use video for you so that you can watch and make sure you are using the right way. Oh and by the way, they talked about this very same product on The Doctors awhile back and there is a video on their site if you would like to see what they said about this great product!



Also, it will work better if you gently take your other hand and pull the skin tight while you are sweeping this instrument across your face. It needs to get as close to the skin as possible to give you the maximum benefit. It will also come with a booklet with instructions. So, between the videos and the instructions, you should have no problems with using this product safely and without any trouble.


What is Microdermabrasion?
Microdermabrasion is a noninvasive form of exfoliation and mild skin resurfacing that removes the dead skin cells from the Stratum Corneum, the outer most layer of the skin. The Stratum Corneum is the layer of the skin affected by fine lines, wrinkles, blemishes, acne, and scaring. The concentrated microdermabrasion treatment exfoliates this skin layer to break apart these common imperfections. This then triggers the body’s healing mechanisms, causing the removed dead skin cells to be rapidly replaced with healthy, new ones.

Microdermabrasion provides several important benefits for the skin. The treatment smoothes away dull and rough skin texture, and it softens fine lines, wrinkles, burn scars, and acne scars. The treatment also improves the skin’s tone by fading uneven pigmentation, sun damage, age spots, and skin blemishes. In addition, microdermabrasion, which combines the power of a vacuum suction with exfoliation, reduces the formation of acne. The vacuum achieves this by clearing out clogged pores and releasing trapped dirt and oil. This leaves skin more clear, vibrant, and beautiful.

The benefits of microdermabrasion cause skin to become rejuvenated, while promoting new collagen growth and cell renewal. Also, since the dead skin cells on the Stratum Corneum act as a barrier for the skin, once they are removed through microdermabrasion, skin care products will be more fully absorbed into the skin, maximizing their effectiveness. All these microdermabrasion benefits combine to uncover youthful and radiant skin.
Connect with PMD Personal Microderm several ways:

Mailing Address:
Corporate Office
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Sunday, February 28, 2016

Dimorphic Book Review


Dimorpic by Cy Wyss

on Tour Jan 25, 2016 - Feb 29, 2016

Book Details:

Genre: Thriller, Mystery
 Published by: Nighttime Dog Press, LLC
 Publication Date: November 4th 2015
 Number of Pages: 338
 ISBN: 0996546510 (ISBN13: 9780996546515)
   Note: Dimorphic contains Strong Language
 
Synopsis:

DimorphicIt's easy to become a superhero. First, discover a superpower.

It might take a while to get used to, though --- especially if it's something as weird as being your twin brother half the time.

Second, recruit a sidekick.

Or, two. It'd be nice if they weren't a pyromaniacal sycophant and a foul-mouthed midget, but you get what you get.

Third, and most important, hire a mentor --- preferably not a vicious mobster with a God complex, however, this may, realistically, be your only choice.

Finally: go forth and fight crime. Try not to get shot, beaten, tortured, or apprehended in the process. Good luck!

My Thoughts:

This was a very complicated storyline to wrap my head around because even for a fantasy, I questioned a lot of the concepts.

First, dead bodies (in this case, one that was clinically brain dead and machines were keeping him alive) don't hold up well after being taken off of life support. Dead bodies tend to decompose and so I had a hard time understanding how her brother could just be laying on a bed without any life support other than the times her mind took over the body.

And why would no one really question the fact and investigate when
she gave everyone the story that they were telepathic and when he was sleeping, she was awake in her own body and then when she was sleeping, he took over and was able to roam around playing hero.

I guess if you don't look too hard into the 100% facts, I guess it's possible. After all, it is a fantasy type book. But, I would have liked for it to be a little bit more plausible. The story itself was awesome.

She got to be a man at night and during the day she was a woman. Although, I would have found that really creepy! They even had a pretend funeral for her brother, which to me, doesn't make sense because someone somewhere down the line is going to see him one day and wonder why? How can a dead body not decompose because when she was walking around during the day, the body of her brother was just basically laying on a bed with nothing working.

But, again, like I said, it did make the story interesting and kind of fun reading of how she kept up this storyline and she even had her best friend thinking he was a vampire and that was why he wasn't out during the day! So, like I said, it's very complicated!!

But it had it's humorous moments and I decided to just view the book for it's crazy fun moments and totally unrealistic views of all things mythical. It's a book you should read knowing it's going to be full of half cooked/half baked ideas and just take it for what it's worth.

Happy Reading!

Read an excerpt:

It would be unfair to blame that crazy year on Batman. Yet who can say how much my love for the Dark Knight was responsible for the whole murderous mess? At the very least, I blame DC Comics for my lifelong hero complex and fanatic ability to take random violence personally. “Why is it,” I would ask, “people are so freaked out by the news, but no one does anything about it?” My twin brother, Ethan, would answer, “We are doing something about it. We live our lives and make sure those stories aren’t written about us.” He grew up into a wiry beast of a man, while I grew up into a buxom klutz of a woman. How fair is that? Throughout our youth, Ethan gallivanted around Atlanta, branding its towering facades with fantastic graffiti. He was a wisp of smoke dissipating in the night air, leaving behind a spray of hieroglyphic taunts. I, on the other hand, spent life in a tent in our backyard nibbling cheese puffs and devouring the Justice League’s latest escapades by an upended flashlight. By twenty-three Ethan was big in the XGames and had scored a lucrative sponsorship for professional daredevilry. I, on the other hand, had dropped out of law school a week before graduating to join the police academy, from which I was ejected a mere two weeks later due to irreconcilable clumsiness and an unfortunate inability to defer to authority. It didn’t matter. If I couldn’t be a police officer, then I’d be a bounty hunter. Or a private detective. Or a fireman. I would be something heroic, even if it killed me—reality be damned. But reality had other ideas. I like to believe the forces of the universe give as much as they take. Unfortunately they also take as much as they give, so if you are going to receive a vast and powerful boon, you have to suffer in equal measure first. Like Batman, whose parents were gunned down before his eyes. October descended, and the worst happened. In global events, $500 million of U.S. sky supremacy suddenly and rudely vanished over Afghanistan; in regional events, Atlanta underwent a freak drought, which was promptly declared apocalyptic; and, in personal events, my beloved twin died a prosaic death. It wasn’t a hero’s demise. He simply miscalculated on his motocross. By the time they airlifted him to Brennan Memorial’s trauma center, his cerebral cortex was lifeless. A day later, on October 31 at exactly 17:33, Ethan was declared brain-dead by the presiding neurologist. I was there. I sat in an armchair next to Ethan’s bed and stared at his spiritless body. It didn’t seem real. I watched his stomach rise and fall as artificial breath filled his muscular chest. Inside, his organs hummed right along, unaware they no longer constituted life. * * * I coughed and choked, struggling to sit up. I only managed to hang my head off the side of the bed. It wasn’t [my] bed. Where am I? I wondered. The flashing red light was back. I squinted at it. It was a respirator, warning me of some kind of connection problem. Below me, the face mask sat in a puddle of sour-smelling bile on the floor. I could see how that might constitute a connection problem. I looked around. I was in a hospital room, at night. Rain splattered against the windows. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and panic twisted in my chest. It wasn’t my hand. It was too broad, and there was hair on it. I clapped those foreign hands to my face. Someone else’s stubbly jaw pulsed under my touch. I rolled out of the bed onto unfamiliar legs. In front of me was a sink in a small alcove, illuminated with a dim night-light. Water. I would wake up if I got water. I staggered toward the sink. I whacked my knee on an armchair and stumbled over big feet. Nothing seemed to be where it was supposed to be. When I made it to the sink, I slammed my forehead into the squat mirror above the faucet on my way down to the running water. I drank voraciously, right from the tap. I shoved my head into the sink and let the water run over me. Some water got up my nose, and I sneezed and had to back off, sputtering and rubbing my face. When my hands parted, I saw the face staring back at me from the mirror. It was my face. Or, at least, as close as possible—for someone of the opposite sex. A more prominent brow, a more angular chin beneath the shadow, darker shades of blue eyes and brown hair. . . I was Ethan. My eyes rolled back in my head and my knees buckled as I fainted.

Author Bio:

Cy Wyss I live and write in the Indianapolis area. After earning a PhD in Computer Science in 2002 and teaching and researching for seven years, I’ve returned to the childhood dream of becoming an author.

I better do it now because I won’t get a third life. Behind me, I have a ton of academic experience and have written about twenty extremely boring papers on query languages and such, for example this one in the ACM Transactions on Databases. (That’s a mouthful.)

Now, I write in the mystery/thriller/suspense genres and sometimes science fiction. I know for some people databases would be the more beloved of the options, but for me, I finally realized that my heart wasn’t in it. So I took up a second life, as a self-published fiction author.

Online, I do the Writer Cy cartoon series about the (mis)adventures of researching, writing, and self-publishing in today’s shifting climate. I also love to design and create my own covers using GIMP. 
 
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Thanks so much for stopping by Mary's Cup of Tea! I have four paperback books that I thought would make a great selection for you to read. These are all romantic stories and I hope you will enjoy reading them as much as I did.

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1.)  After I Do by Taylor Jenkins Reid


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4.)  The Daughter of Highland Hall by Carrie Turansky


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Thursday, February 25, 2016

The Zombie Game Book Review


The Zombie Game by Glenn Shepard

on Tour Jan 18 - Feb 28

The Zombie Game by Glenn ShepardThe Zombie Game Details:

 Genre: Thriller, Action & Adventure 
Published by: Mystery House
 Publication Date: January 2016
 Number of Pages: 336
 ISBN: 978-0-9905893-0-3 // 978-0-9905893-6-5
 Series: The Dr. Scott James Thriller Series Book 2 (each can be read individually)


Synopsis:
 
The real Zombies of Haiti come alive in this story of a plastic surgeon, a man who "fixes people's faces," racing to stop a plot to kill the Pope during his Papal visit to America.

Follow Dr. Scott James as he falls into an incredible world of psychotropic drugs, exotic ceremonies, and murder.

MEET JAKJAK, DEAD MAN

Jacques Jacobo, “Jakjak,” is the Haitian Finance Minister’s personal bodyguard.

He’s just taken two bullets in the chest trying to stop an assassination attempt on his boss.

DR. SCOTT JAMES, TARGET

Dr. Scott James is a volunteer surgeon on a hospital ship anchored off the coast of earthquake-ravaged Haiti. He’s got his share of personal demons.

OMAR FAROK, MASTERMIND

Omar Farok wants to rule ISIS, and the world. He’s just taken over the hospital ship and converted it into a launch platform for a nuclear strike on Miami.

SANFIA, VODOUN BOKOR

Sanfia is the most powerful Vodoun priestess in Haiti. Omar Farok will pay her big money to turn Dr. James into a zombie.

ELIZABETH, THE WILDCARD

Beautiful Elizabeth is one of the most notorious freelance operatives in the world. She’s come to Haiti to defuse the bomb. They’re all about to play The Zombie Game.

My Thoughts:

This was a very strange book, but in a good way. It's not even close to what the book title implies, so don't think this is Walking Dead.

Elizabeth's brother has an accident and is clinically dead but on life support and she has to make a decision to let him go or to keep him alive by using the machines.

What happens next was something I never expected because I was in that zombie mode and thought things would become hairy. They actually do, but in a totally supernatural way that I have no way to explain to you.

You will have to read the book to understand what I mean. If I explain anymore, then I will ruin the surprise to this book and it is best for you to be totally in the dark until the unexpected happens.

Elizabeth goes on a wild ride from this point on that she never thought was possible, which leads to a double life that can sometimes make her reckless with her life and those around her. I am not sure I would have taken her path, but it's a book and it's meant to entertain you and that is exactly what it does!

Happy Reading!

Read an excerpt

Chapter 1 of The Zombie Game:
The Streets of Port-au-Prince, Haiti June, 2014 10:01 p.m. JAKJAK, THE CHAUFFEUR, PEERED through the windshield of the black Mercedes sedan, looking for danger. Haiti could be a bad place after dark. Killings, kidnappings, and armed robbery were common. Police protection was almost nonexistent in Port-au-Prince. Not only was Jakjak a driver, but he was also his employer’s bodyguard. It had been more than four years since the terrible earthquake had destroyed the country, but massive piles of rubble remained. Jakjak dodged broken stones that had spilled onto the road from the high rows of demolished cement blocks lining the streets, and then suddenly a black cat jumped out in front of the Mercedes. Jakjak stomped on the brakes but heard the thump of the animal striking the bottom of the car. Slamming to a halt, he looked back to see the dead cat lying in the middle of the road. His heart beat faster and he began to sweat. His mother had warned him of this. She was a Mambo, a Vodoun priestess with strong powers. According to Jakjak’s religion—Petro Vodou—the spirit embodied in black cats, Iwa, grew angry and vindictive to those who brought him harm. Jakjak felt through his black suit coat to reassure himself that his .45 was in the holster strapped to his chest. He was a young thirty-eight, muscular from his daily workouts with heavy weights, and imposing at six-foot-two and 220 pounds. But killing the cat had made his large hands shake. Jakjak turned to the three men in the back seat. “Mal se nan lé a. Evil is in the air. We must turn back.” Julien Duran answered, “No, Jakjak. Drive on.” “Please, sir. Listen to me. No good will come of tonight’s meeting. I feel the spirit of the cat on me. We have angered him.” Duran cleared his throat. At forty-eight, Duran was tall and thin, with prematurely gray hair. He wore a white suit, white tie with a diamond stickpin, and a heavily starched white shirt with gold cuff links and mother-of-pearl inlays. Jakjak had worked for him for twenty years, since Duran had returned from his economics studies at Yale, and law school at the University of Virginia. After only two years in a prestigious law firm in Port-au-Prince, Duran had been offered a government job as Assistant Minister of Finance, where his work gained him frequent promotions. In 2010, after the quake, he reached the top. He was made Minister of Finance. Duran, sitting in the back of the Mercedes between his two assistant ministers, leaned toward his driver and said, “Jakjak, I respect your beliefs, but regardless of what your intuition tells you, I must go to this meeting. Charles Roche is a billionaire. I can’t keep him waiting.” “Men lé a. But the hour ... Hooligans now rule the streets at night. The spirits say we are in danger.” Duran folded his arms as he sat back. “Tonight, Roche is choosing between giving financial aid to Haiti or Chile for earthquake damages. I don’t want Chile to be the one to take his money.” A few minutes later, the Mercedes cruised past the once opulent building of the Ministry of Finance. The white columns and mahogany doors had all been bulldozed after the great building had stood for months as an uninhabited ghost structure. The marble and white cement that was once a palace now lay in ruins. Jakjak continued a short way and then parked in front of the temporary housing units that were still used from time to time as offices for the Ministry. Piles of debris covered most of the parking spaces, so Jakjak was forced to park the Mercedes a good distance away. In the aftermath of the quake, the Minister and his two assistants were used to this kind of thing. Jakjak got out, briskly opened the car doors for his passengers, and then he escorted Duran and his two assistants to the office. The visiting group consisted of three officials and two bodyguards. They were waiting at the door of the main temporary building. Jakjak unlocked it and ushered them in. One of the bodyguards saw Jakjak’s .45 bulging against his coat and stopped him at the door. “No guns.” Jakjak placed his hand over his gun. “Non, Mesye. I won’t give up my gun.” “Then no meeting.” Duran went to Jakjak’s side. “Check these men for weapons and then wait outside.” The five visitors raised their hands as Jakjak patted them down. Jakjak turned to Duran. “I cannot leave you.” “I’ll be fine. Stay in the car. I’ll be out shortly.” As the other men made their way to the conference room, Jakjak returned to the Mercedes. But his hands began to shake. He closed his eyes. He saw the cat’s eyes; they were in the face of the devil. The introductions were brief. The central figure was a lawyer Duran had known for years, Virgil Baccus. Baccus was the attorney for billionaire Charles Roche. He was a portly man who practiced law in St. John and often worked with foreign clients. After shaking Duran’s hand, Baccus took his seat. Duran’s heart beat fast as he thought about Baccus. He had a reputation for representing men who created their wealth by embezzling corporate funds. To Baccus’ right was a six-foot, muscular man dressed in black; to his left was another tall, muscular man, also dressed in a black suit. The two bodyguards stood by the door. Duran recognized all the men as being from St. John and St. Croix. Baccus spoke up immediately. “Well, I have good news. Mr. Roche has already decided to give his money to your country. I bring a check from him for five hundred million dollars.” Baccus removed a check from an envelope and handed it to Duran. Duran looked at the check and smiled. At the conference table were his assistants, Antoine Gabriel and Hugon Cheval. Both were small and thin. Gabriel wore wire-rimmed eyeglasses. Both men were dressed in black suits and black ties. Duran showed the check to Gabriel and Cheval. Both smiled and nodded their heads in appreciation. Duran turned to Baccus. “Please extend my sincere thanks to Mr. Roche. This will be incredibly helpful in rebuilding Haiti.” “Indeed.” As they stood and shook hands, Baccus said, “Mr. Roche would appreciate the check being deposited right away so we can begin to allot money for building projects here on your island.” Duran withdrew his hand. “We?” “Yes. My client of course expects to have a say in the distribution of his generous gift.” Baccus handed a ten-page contract to Duran. Duran put on reading glasses and spread the papers in front of his men. His smile turned to a frown. Cheval pointed to an item on page one and shook his head. Gabriel pointed to two lines and then a third. Duran put his finger on a paragraph on another page. The three men raised their heads and locked eyes with Baccus. Duran, looking over his glasses, asked, “Is this some sort of joke? You’re proposing we have your client serve on the board, my board, and have veto powers over everything, including my authority?” “That seems only fair. My client has good insights into the needs of your country. He pledges to restore Haiti to an even better state than it was before the quake. But he must be in charge of the relief effort.” “We’ll gladly accept his money, but I’ll never agree to turning over control of the funds to outsiders,” Duran said. “You have twenty-four hours to sign these papers, or else we will withdraw all our funds.” “We don’t need more time. My associates and I are in agreement. The answer is no. This meeting is over.” The two bodyguards moved quickly from the door, just as Baccus broke open his briefcase. Passing by, single file, the guards reached in and removed two, tiny, .22-caliber pistols, each fitted with a silencer as hefty as a beer can. Baccus spoke. “That is unfortunate. However, there is still time to change your vote to our favor.” He looked coldly at Duran’s assistants. “Mr. Gabriel?” Gabriel trembled as one of the guards raised his custom-fitted gun to the terrified man’s head. But Gabriel’s answer was firm. “No.”
 
Author Bio:

Glenn Shepard - authorGlenn Shepard’s first novel, Surge, was written while he was still a surgical resident at Vanderbilt.

In the following years he wrote The Hart Virus, a one-thousand-page epic about the AIDS crisis, as well as three other novels.

In 2012, he created “Dr. Scott James,” his Fugitive-like action-hero, and began publishing a series.

The first volume of the Dr. Scott James series was The Missile Game, followed shortly afterward by The Zombie Game.

The third of the series, The Ebola Game, is due out in December, 2015. Though the books contain many of the same characters, they don’t have to be read in order. Each can be read as a stand-alone.

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The Average Girl Book Review


 
Title: The Average Girl
Author: Angelina Goode
Publisher: Beach Blanket Publishing
Pages: 228
Genre: Romantic Comedy

 
Synopsis:
Being average can lead to wonderful things…  
Olivia Fowler, helper of the star-struck, runs a successful business helping average people meet celebrities in everyday ways. Flawless at what she does, the celebrities don’t have a clue they’re part of a pre-planned meeting. Business is booming and Olivia knows everything there is to know about Hollywood’s famous and their behavior. Her clients trust her because she is just like them, not famous. 
But when Olivia accidentally meets the super-famous Alexander Young at the grocery store, her world is flipped upside-down. She can’t possibly resist those charming eyes and sexy arms. As their romance blossoms, Olivia learns she may not know as much as she thought she did about celebrities and their ways. 
Then Olivia’s most important and loyal client requests to meet Alexander. Suddenly, Olivia is forced to choose between her love and her business. 
Will Olivia be able to keep her booming business a secret from her soon-to-be boyfriend? Will her clients still trust her if she is no longer the average girl? 
My Thoughts:
 
This is one bid mess for Olivia but then again, she has a really unusual type of job! I don't know if this is really a "real" job, but if it is, what a job to have!
 
I personally would have told him right up front what I did for a living once I knew it was going beyond a 2nd date. Why would you wait longer?
 
By then you both have more invested in the new relationship and to avoid a trust issue later on, is just too much stress to be worth it and why would you want to worry every single day when the shoe was going to drop?
 
Gosh,there is so much stuff to sort through and worry about with new relationships that I just don't get why you wouldn't say what is important to know right away. If it is a deal breaker, it's better to know right away then to have a broken heart later on?
 
Away, it's a really good story because of Olivia's job and how it reeks some havoc on her love life. It's a nice cozy romantic story that you can actually enjoy without any hidden plots that sometimes authors try to insert into romantic books like murders or other drama.
 
Happy Reading!
 
About the Author:
 
Angelina Goode began writing as a teenager. Though her first works were poems about love-struck teenagers, she grew her craft while earning her degree in Journalism and Creative Writing. A former grade school teacher that loved teaching children to write, she enjoys finding creative ways to present everyday events.

Now she primarily writes light-hearted contemporary women’s fiction. She lives in Los Angeles where she enjoys the occasional celebrity sighting and year-round sun.

Angelina started gaining first-hand fan and celebrity experience as a devoted follower of her generation’s boy band. Her experience shifted in college when she interned in the promotions department for a Los Angeles based radio station and for the public relations department of a network television station.

There she was able to learn about the ins and outs of promoting celebrities and all the backstage activities that are rarely seen by the public eye. She was also able to observe fans’ behavior from an objective perspective, seeing what it looks like to an outside observer.

Now she combines her experience as a loyal fan attending numerous concerts and meet and greets every year, her brief but educational stint in the entertainment industry, and a highly active imagination to create fiction for celebrity lovers of all ages.
 
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