tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76839717832799458592024-03-20T03:01:40.949-07:00Leslie DeatonLeslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.comBlogger79125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-80868463869355778752013-11-27T12:43:00.000-08:002013-11-27T12:43:09.331-08:00Huge Holiday Savings!! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-78659075217237491012013-11-24T13:40:00.000-08:002013-11-24T13:55:29.920-08:00It’s the time of year when people say what they are thankful for. Here’s one of mine...<span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">It’s the time of year when people say what they are thankful
for. Here’s one of mine. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sometimes in life the smallest things make a huge impact.
Sometimes a kind word can make you smile when your day has otherwise been
unmemorable, or a funny story can bring a chuckle when worry had previously
creased your brow, or sometimes the gentlest of souls can find their way to walk
alongside you and their presence can change you profoundly, unexpectedly,
forever. That has happened to me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">Three years ago I came across an ad seeking a home for an 8
year old female long-haired dachshund. She was recently rescued from a puppy
mill. She was a mommy, having litter after litter of pups and left to live her
life behind bars. Listening to bits and pieces of her story when I called to
inquire, I felt my heart breaking for this little dog before I’d even met her.
She had health issues, fearfulness issues, potty training issues, and no one to
help her through any of them. So, Michael and I decided to take her in, get her
healthy, and give her a good home. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">She was silent for 2 months when we brought her home, not a
bark, a whine or a whimper. She was more of a shadow than a dog - nearly soundless
as she walked, peeking around corners before she entered a room, and watching
from afar when treats were handed out. She was a tiny black dog with less than
10 teeth, a few scars here and there, and a dirty, matted coat holding a lifetime
of horrible memories. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">It took her two years to trust us as kind hands, and another
year for her to lick my cheek for the first time. And now, three years later
she is here, happy, healthy, lying in front of the fireplace on a warm clean blanket
sleeping soundly as I write this. And when I scoop her up and press my face to
hers, I whisper to her how very thankful I am that she came to live with us. That
she needed a good home and she moved into ours.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">She is so gentle and brings a joy to this house that I never
expected to find in her frail little body. She is a small being who has made a
big impact on my soul. She’s teaching me patience, compassion, and to never overlook
the beauty in the world around me. She runs freely through the grass in our
back yard, barks loudly when something piques her interest, and never passes up
a chance for cuddle. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">Gracie has seen a world of darkness but now she lives only in
the light and I am so very thankful to walk in that light alongside her. She is
dark as black velvet, as soft as the silkiest fur, and the sweetest soul I have
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Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-39540582088540582992013-11-10T14:04:00.000-08:002013-11-10T14:04:03.389-08:00Birthday Wishes & Magical Moments<span class="userContent">This year I spent my birthday with the people I love most walking among the autumn leaves.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">When I was a little girl I was a full-fledged fraidy cat, believing
in goblins, and ghosts, and werewolves that loomed outside my window. I remember
sitting up in bed, breath frozen in my chest, watching shadows swirl and merge
into monsters outside my window, then race across my bedroom wall with the
flicker of headlights. My imagination was my biggest threat back then. I’d
shove my head under my blanket and reach for my little sister’s hand to protect
me from myself. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Sarah would squeeze my hand and tell me, nearly 5 years her
senior, that it was just the wind, or the traffic passing by and to go back to
sleep. Closing my eyes tight, I would hold onto my sister and try to forget the
fear. Instead, I’d fill my mind with positive things, like bunnies and berries
and magic, and then just before I’d fall asleep I’d focus on fairies. I would
imagine them flitting through my imagination, fluttering among the trees
outside my window, and resting quietly alongside me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Great Fairy books:</div>
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<a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_ss_i_2_9?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=beautiful%20disaster&sprefix=beautiful%2Cstripbooks%2C135#/ref=nb_sb_ss_i_1_9?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=wicked+lovely+series&sprefix=wicked+lo%2Cstripbooks%2C241&rh=n%3A283155%2Ck%3Awicked+lovely+series" target="_blank">Wicked Lovely Series</a></div>
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Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-61622545357376935782013-11-02T19:20:00.004-07:002013-11-02T19:20:41.049-07:00Witches Witches Everywhere
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">For the past three years I have been lost in a world of
magic, spells, and incantations – all the while hoping that this interest of
mine had not become so passé that no one would care when my trilogy was
complete. After all, weren’t witches and fantasy popular back in the 90’s? <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I laugh because I was absolutely oblivious of the supernatural
wave of that time…so much so that I have still never seen an episode of Buffy
the Vampire Slayer and only caught0 one or two episodes of Charmed – ever. I worked
too much, slept too little, and missed out on the magic going on around me.
Heck, I even missed out on Harry Potter and Twilight until they became movie
deals – then I devoured the series in a matter of weeks. </span></div>
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For those of you who are always in the know, I love that you
have kept this genre alive and well. I noticed recently that on television it
truly is the season of the witch. TV shows like <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1844624/?ref_=fn_al_tt_1" target="_blank">American Horror Story</a> (voodoo
workers and teenage witches), then <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2288064/" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">The Witches of East End</span></a> (similar to Lyla’s family
of casters), and then fantasy tales like Vampire Diaries, and The Originals (witches)
and finally <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2647544/?ref_=nv_sr_1" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Sleepy Hollow</span></a> with its discording covens set in present-day brings
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Magic allows us take control of a situation that we
otherwise could not. A small teenaged girl can overcome a grown man; a child
can defeat a wild animal with the wave of a hand. She can correct a wrong,
punish an enemy, save a loved one…it’s empowering to believe that an internal
power can manipulate the world around us. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I’m not saying you need to believe in magic to enjoy these
shows. I’m just suggesting that you kick back and let your mind escape for an
hour while you try one out. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-86920721548909925192013-10-20T17:03:00.001-07:002013-10-20T17:03:16.986-07:00Series Finale: A Destiny Unfolds reveals the final chapters of The Mercer LegacyIt's that time of year, when the air goes chilly with the birth of fall and the demise of summer. The perfect time for a story about witches, specifically Lyla Mercer and her family.<br />
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The series finale is complete and flying off the shelves! Everyone wants to know if Lyla will defeat the Pastor. Will she live or die? What about her friends and family?<br />
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First impressions say 5 stars! Check it out for yourself and let us know what you think.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">After battling to save Hana from the Pastor’s hold, Lyla
watched her cousin turn her back and walk away from the family. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Finding herself lost in a world of unfamiliar magic and
mounting pressure, Lyla must search for a way to end the legacy that plagues
her family, without Hana. Their enemy has returned, this time with his own
allies, and he has vowed to stop at nothing to kill them. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Fearing Hana has changed sides, Lyla and Sage unite, ready
to defend themselves and fight to bring Hana home, but when Hana refuses, Lyla
is forced to seek support from outside their coven and their magical world.
Calling on her friends, Lyla ignites a power so great it was foretold in the
stars. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A Destiny Unfolds brings Lyla’s fight for survival to its
final chapter: one in which she must unite her allies, harness the power of her
gifts, and battle to stay alive.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>Explore all Lyla’s adventures:</strong>
<strong>A Marked Past</strong> by Leslie Deaton Book 1<br />
<strong>A History Renewed</strong> by Leslie Deaton Book 2<br />
<strong>A Destiny Unfolds</strong> by Leslie Deaton Book 3 <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-17229378456526897412013-10-02T07:40:00.002-07:002013-10-02T07:40:51.197-07:00New Book Trailer for A Destiny Unfolds!<span style="font-size: large;">I have been a silent blogger for a while. My apologies; it has been a crazy summer. I recently moved to a beautiful house in the country with some nooks perfect for writing. And most importantly, I have been finishing Lyla's story. It was tough to wrap up but I am proud to say the book is finished! Ready for a taste?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The book trailer is live! Take a peek and let us know what you think. The book is in final edits and will be available for you in just a few weeks! </span><br />
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<a href="http://youtu.be/PjIov6QEJRA" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;">A Destiny Unfolds Book 3 The Mercer Legacy</span></a><br />
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Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-83618491703955612732013-06-16T06:21:00.000-07:002013-06-16T06:21:13.716-07:00Happy Father's Day
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Happy Father’s day to my daddy! You have taught me so much
in the past 36 years and for that I am so very grateful. You taught me to
appreciate the beauty in the Kentucky country side, the whiney of a happy quarter
horse in a quiet pasture, and the throaty roar of an old engine. You showed me how
to swing a hammer, to appreciate the shine of metallic fleck in the restored
paint of muscle cars, and how to pop the choke on my go-cart to get the reluctant
engine to start. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">You trusted me to help, even when I wasn’t the best
apprentice on your projects which ignited a desire to have my own projects. </span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">You taught me the value and reward in a job well
done, gave me the calm that I find in chaos, and the courage to tear just about
anything apart with the belief that I can probably put it back together. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I was a little girl with big brown curious eyes and you were
my Daddy. Thank you for all that you have done to make me the person I am, and
all that you continue to do for all of us. We love you today and every day.</span><br />
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Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-46848206149518985122013-04-19T07:31:00.001-07:002013-04-19T07:31:25.896-07:00Saying Goodbye
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Today I’m taking advantage of a day away from the office to
enjoy some me time. The pups got me up at 6 and instead of rushing around; I
made some coffee and sat outside in the cool morning air. The sky was just
starting to lighten and the stars were fading back into the atmosphere. The
sound of birds tweeting in the trees that line my back fence filled the, air
and I couldn’t help but smile. It was so nice to take a few minutes to soak up
the beauty that surrounds me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Today I’m working on book three, brainstorming the end of
the book. But honestly it feels like more than just closing out Lyla’s
adventure; it feels like I’m deciding a path for me too. Writing these books
has been the biggest personal project I’ve ever undertaken and I’ve become
attached to the storyline. I love getting emails from my readers suggesting
plotlines, egging me on to kill this character or bring that one back, but this
final journey is proving to be a solitary one.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Last week I was in NYC roaming through Central Park and just
getting lost in all the people and movement of the city. As I wandered through
the chaos, I couldn’t help but find myself wondering how the Mercer Legacy will
end. What will be Lyla’s Legacy? Will she fight? Will she win? Who will stand
with her? Some of the readers want more action, some are asking for more history;
what’s the right mix? And how will it end? Harry watched his son get on a
train; Bella saved her family; Katniss survived; Wendy ruled a kingdom; Tris
triumphed to truth…but what will Lyla do?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Closing her story is proving much more difficult than I
expected. Maybe I baked too much of own spirit in her character, so I don’t know
how her tale will end. Perhaps I’m struggling to let go because I fear that the
end of her story will be the end of this phase of my life. I was buried in busy
for more than 15 years, working to become something more than what I was, more
educated, more successful, more mature. But when I finally delved into what I
loved, when I picked up my laptop and retreated into the magical realm of a
fictional teenage girl named Lyla, I found more excitement and happiness than
all of those other things combined had given me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">So today, I will spend some time with Lyla and together we’ll
figure out how she will end, but also, I’ll figure out how I will continue on
without her; and where my next path will lead.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I am 150 pages into book 3 and working to finish the story in
the next month or so…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">It is the time of year for sharing secrets, planning surprises,
wrapping and unwrapping wishes. Tiny white lights are twinkling on my Christmas tree
and illuminating my backyard. The air is cold and crisp on my daily walks, and
I smile into the sunshine when it peeks out from behind a bank of clouds. There
is so much to be happy about, so much to anticipate, so many friends, relatives,
and traditions to enjoy. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">But this year I have to pause, just for a moment, before I
celebrate. This year I have to acknowledge, that while I am counting down the
days until I arrive at my parents’ house, many families on the east coast are struggling
to piece their lives back together. I am not a political person so my message
is very simply this...<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">This year I will be thinking of those families who have lost
so much, those whose homes and loved ones were taken away, those who endured
and survived storms and attacks, and always those people who are fighting to
make the world safe again. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">Happy Holidays, safe travels, and best wishes for the New
Year.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p></div>
Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-80019057276468318582012-11-21T18:41:00.000-08:002012-11-21T18:41:12.863-08:00Giving Thanks
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">So every year much like the rest of the country I try to
take a moment to acknowledge those things for which I am most thankful. This
year my list, my cup, my life, is full of wonderful things and people. Very
simply, I am grateful for a loving family, caring friends and a great job. I
know that I am fortunate to have these things and I try not to take them for
granted. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tomorrow morning I’ll be up early, hoping for some sunshine
in the autumn sky as I take on my very first 5K Turkey Trot. Then I’m off to
spend the day with family and friends so I wanted to share my list a little
early. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">This year I am thankful for:<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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</span></span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">My parents who have survived 35 years of not
seeing eye to eye and still gave us a loving home<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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</span></span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">My sister who brings out the best in me, is
brave when I’m afraid, and holds our mom’s hand when I’m too far away to reach<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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</span></span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">My brother who makes me laugh, sees the world
differently than most, and reminds me to take time to relax<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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</span></span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">My husband who is devoted to making our life
together filled with love, endless memories, and amazing experiences<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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</span></span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">My amazing friends and family who invite me to
their table when I might otherwise be dining alone<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">Happy Thanksgiving everyone, have
a wonderful day.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">In 2008 I read all four Twilight Saga books over the course
of about a month, about a book a week. That’s pretty fast for me since I like
to get lost in the words of the book I’m reading. I like to linger on the
phrasing and meanings of the words the author chose. I say names aloud to hear
what they sound like in the real world. And I think about great characters even
after the end of the last chapter, sometimes they linger in my mind, and walk through
my day with me. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">The emotion that Stephanie Meyer wove into her tale between
Bella and Edward captivated me. I had never read a book or seen a movie about a
vampire before; it was not a genre I had an interest in until Meyer’s
characters came to live inside my mind. Love them or hate them, Edward and
Bella changed me as a reader, expanded my world to include lots more Young
Adult fiction, especially fantasy, and regenerated my desire to read again.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">But more importantly, reading Stephanie Meyer’s books
revitalized the writer in me. I mean this in the very best way; her commonness reminded
me that greatness was possible by anyone, including me. Her ability to pull
readers into her world, to breed loyalty and ignite passion for these imagined
characters inspired me to create my own characters. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">After years of keeping myself busy with keeping busy I
finally picked up a laptop and started writing. I always knew I wanted to be a
writer, to create my own space in this vast world and live through a character
or two. As a kid, I relished trips to the library with my mom, choosing a stack
of different stories to take home and escape into. We were never wealthy, but
my imagination was rich with colors and characters and adventures. Being a kid in
Middletown Ohio, I thought I could only dream of going to the exotic places and
doing the amazing things I’d only read about. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Thirty years later, I realize that I’m no Blume,
Tolkien, Rowlings, Meyer or Austen but after reading their books, I’ve finished
two of my own. And I’m working to wrap the third book of the trilogy. A Marked
Past changed me from a dreamer to a believer, A History Renewed taught me to
keep living my dream, and this third book will complete my fantasy. It will
transform me from one of those people that I’ve read about to being one of
those people I always admired – an author.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">This morning I woke up early to the sound of a daschund
whining, made coffee, had some breakfast, and now I am taking a few minutes to
think about what I have done in 36 years of existence. My life is small
compared to some; I have not saved lives or funded industry changing concepts.
I have not studied to the point of PhD or sung in public for a fee but I am
happy most days. I have been a joyful kid, a bossy older sister, a loving
spouse, and a trusted friend. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">I left home but always love going back for a visit. I adore
my family, whisper with my mom, laugh with my dad, and cherish my siblings. I
know what I come from and respect how that has shaped who I am today. I’ve
created a home of my own and love everything that lives inside those walls. I
put out positive and friendly in hopes that it will come back to me. I work
hard, look to the future, encourage others and always continue to dream.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">I don’t have a bucket list because I want to do it all. I
stand up and admire what is before me. Nature inspires me so I take moments to
enjoy a deep breath of cold air in the morning, I gaze into the sky and smile
at the moon, and I reach my hand into the sunlight and absorb its warmth. Honor
and patriotism humble me so I work every day to support our country and armed
forces. I thank veterans, and shake the hands of military retirees – they gave
me freedom.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">I’m not perfect but I think I’m ok with that. I am a full
figured woman with a few lumps and lines here and there. I have a temper that I
have to curb, a tongue that I have to bite at times, but I try to remind myself
to live freely, seek happiness, and walk away from the negative in the world. I
watch family movies, remember things like <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">when
a baby laughs a fairy gets her wings</i>. I live by the words of The Hobbit “<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">never laugh at live dragons.</i>” I read
slowly, relishing the meaning of passages and emotion in prose. I write often,
nearly every day, I dream overtly, on paper, and put it out for all to see. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">I chase my dreams until I stretch high enough to reach them.
I am thankful for what I have, try not to be envious for what I want, and live happily.
I’ve written two books, am working to finish a third and have ideas for a few
more. I have a great job, great friends, an amazing family, and a husband that
brings me more happiness than I could ever imagine. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">Have my 36 years been perfect, nah. Would I have it any
other way….never.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">My favorite time of year is now. I love everything about autumn, the rush of cool air, the yellowing leaves, keeping the windows open, the smell of damp grass and the sound of leaves rustling down the sidewalk around my house. I crave apples and pumpkins and hot lattes on cool mornings. I take long walks and sit on my back steps watching the bright white moon hanging in the sky secretly wondering if I will ever see a witch silhouette cross it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I enjoy every moment of fall, layered in sweaters and jeans, wrapped in scarves and jackets. I love the sound of rain on decaying leaves. My family teases me; they call it my catnip, and they’re right. I come to life with the dying of the foliage. I wear my hair long and dig out my argyle socks, and enjoy every moment of fall.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">And today my autumnal celebration just got a little better - 5 star reviews are rolling in for A History Renewed!!! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-7575468060996011342012-09-01T10:31:00.001-07:002012-09-01T10:32:20.589-07:00Guest Blog and Free Giveaway! <br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I've just completed a Guest Blog for one of my devoted
readers and pal Sarita L. She is an avid YA reader and reviewer. Jump over and
take a look, I offered some advice on how to get published. Specifically I
annotated some of the adventure, pitfalls, and excitement along the way that I
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Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-67371014705538843972012-08-21T10:19:00.001-07:002012-08-21T10:19:15.656-07:00Happy Birthday to My Mom!
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birthday!! She is 54 years old today, an amazing, loving, glowing, giving, woman
who makes me smile every time I talk to her. She loves unconditionally, has
faith when mine runs low, and always has a place for me at her table. She manages
my mood swings, celebrates my successes, and tears up when I cry. She may have been a teenager when she had me, but she has always been nothing less than an amazing mother to me. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She gave me
her heart when I was born and has let me carry it around with me everywhere I go.
</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The day I left for college was our longest day, it tested
the stretch of her heart lines, it tested the strength of our bond, and the
lessons she had imparted to me. But during those four years and more than a decade
later her heart is still with me. It rides with me in traffic to my office, sits
with me on my back steps and sips coffee on lazy mornings, it flies with me and
meets her in various places around the world. </span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I never feel better than when I
am with her, sipping, chatting, laughing, sunning, splashing, whatever the world
may bring to us that day. I always enjoy it even more with my mom by my side. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Happy Birthday Mom! I love you more than you might know, but
never more than you will deserve.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">This week has been a busy one for me, but the bright spots
in my long days have been making progress on Book 3 in my own Mercer Legacy
series and reading Amanda Hocking’s new book Wake. For my own books, I’ve added
some more details about a new character and drafted another chapter. Every page
I finish puts us all one step closer to knowing how Lyla’s journey will end,
including me. </span><span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">So on to the book I’m reading. I’ve long awaited the release
of Amanda Hocking’s new book series Watersong and specifically the first book
Wake. To be honest, I wanted to read the book to see if I could detect changes
since her contract signing. I am excited to say that I don’t see a difference.
Amanda has an earthy real quality to her writing that captures her wit and
personality. I saw this quality in Wake right away (think llama reference) and
that made me smile. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I loved that a
professional editing, marketing, and publishing staff has not changed the
writer that Hocking has always been. <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;">Amanda is one of those truly talented people in the world whose
ability surpasses the masses of classmates I’ve had. I have always been very
impressed with her drive, forethought to dive right into self-publishing when
so many others (myself included) were sitting on the banks considering dipping
a toe in the water, and her undeniable ability to create. She is a master of
fantasy, pulling from zombies, faeries, mermaids, and even trolls. I’m so excited
to be reading her newest series while I’m working on wrapping up mine.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;">Congratulations Amanda!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">There are moments in life in which I am humbled, reminded that this self-imposed, voluntarily boarded rollercoaster that I have created for myself is but a tiny spec of what is truly important. I spend my time considering billable hours, defining processes, and dreaming up witchy tales for book 3. But someone, somewhere is sitting awake in the dark, watching the landscape while his buddy sleeps, guarding both their lives until it’s his turn to sleep. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">In the past 9 days I’ve come to know one of those men. He is a 30 year old wounded war vet whose easy smile and combat tales remind me that the land that I live on was not free, and his sacrifice has kept me safe. He is genuine in a way that not even terrorism could steal, honest in a way that makes people trust him immediately, and calm when chaos sets in. He’s driven, making plans for a future that he fought to defend, and one of the most humble men I have ever met. His kind eyes watch doorways, a tattoo covers his left bicep revealing a chapter of his story, and his drive to survive brought him home despite his injuries.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">While walking the halls of a quiet government building he turned to me with a gentle smile and said “so I heard you wrote a couple of books, that’s pretty amazing.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nodding slowly I retuned his grin humbled by his admiration, “Yeah, I guess. But I heard you served in Afghanistan and came home to tell the story, and I’d say that’s pretty amazing too.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He gave me a solemn nod, patted his tattooed bicep and held the door for me as I stepped into the Florida sunshine. It was just another day at work, just another twirl on my rollercoaster, but this time I took the ride with a man who watched over my world while I was sleeping, and it changed me forever.</span></div>Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-72026039811760552242012-07-04T07:39:00.000-07:002012-07-04T07:39:21.155-07:00Fireworks and flags and all that<span style="font-family: Calibri;">It’s the 4<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup> of July, and beyond the typical (and
awesome) display of American patriotism, this day is very special to me. Today
is my daddy’s birthday. It’s a day of too much sun, some lake water splashing in
your face, the scent of Kentucky trees wafting through the air around you, and
pineapple upside down cake. He doesn’t need frosting and candles, just a few
cans of beer, some good friends, and a smooth lake glinting in the sunshine. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He had me too young and raised me when he was still too
reckless. He drove fast, rode fast, worked to make everything he owned fast or
faster. I watched as he and Dale pulled motors, replaced brakes, sanded
fenders. I knew a world of bondo, and Lava soap, and electric sanders before I
could even see over the steering wheel. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I played on my swing set as the sound of mechanics chimed in
the garage, set to a soundtrack of old country music, Merle Haggard, Johnny
Cash, Hank Williams. Those things linger with me. There were a million other little
things that seeped from his hands, from his mind, from his mouth, that defined
who I would be. I left his house with a firm grasp on the person that I was,
grounded, abundant with morals, and heavy with expectation. But he made it
clear to me the expectations were my own, his door would always be open for me,
left ajar should I need to come home. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He took me to college, toured a new land, and left me there
to thrive. He probably hated the liberal young woman I was becoming, but he
never said so. He let me live, marry, move, and still come home when I need to.
He is quiet when disapproval sets in, observes closely when he’s curious, and
works constantly. He loves our mom, adores his kids, and has worked a lifetime
to give us everything he has ever had. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Here’s to you Daddy, Happy Birthday we love you!</span></div>
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I can’t wait to read your reviews of A History Renewed, the story picks up with Lyla, Hana, Sage and the rest of the crew right where it left off in A Marked Past.<br />
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Here are the links, I hope you love it!<br />
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<a href="http://www.createspace.com/3866643" target="_blank">Paperback Version - Createspace</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.amazon.com/History-Renewed-Mercer-Legacy-Volume/dp/1475291647/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&qid=1340542599&sr=8-5&keywords=leslie+deaton" target="_blank">Paperback Version Amazon.com</a><br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/History-Renewed-Mercer-Legacy-ebook/dp/B008C9LVKY/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1340235868&sr=8-1&keywords=a+history+renewed+leslie">Kindle Version</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-history-renewed-leslie-deaton/1111622283?ean=2940014706704">Nook Version</a><br />
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<a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/172873">Smashwords - All ebook versions</a><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">It’s June 16<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup>, officially mid-June and I’m
excited to report A History Renewed is coming out next week! This week has been
full of finishing touches, redesigns, re wording, and rethinking but I think we’re
ready to release! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ed just launched my new website, incorporating both A Marked
Past and A History Renewed into one space. It’s called The Mercer Legacy page,
and I think you’ll like it. Remember this design came from some design student
brainiacs so I hope you like it as much as I do.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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release of A History Renewed so stay tuned, and enjoy the new site! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></strong><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/13641564-a-history-renewed" target="_blank"><strong><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">A History Renewed on GoodReads</span></strong></a>Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-61091109140649153722012-05-26T07:09:00.000-07:002012-05-26T07:09:18.928-07:00June is quickly sneaking up on me, everyday I look at the calendar and think EEK, how did it get to be so late in the year. <br />
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Today my mobile office is in Ohio on my parents' patio with my laptop, coffee, marked up proof copy of A History Renewed, and sunshine all around me...I might need to work from here more often.<br />
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For those of you who are asking....<br />
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Sneak Peek Chapters of A History Renewed are available here for download / reading:<br />
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A free give away of 20 books is being hosted on GoodReads:<br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/13641564-a-history-renewed" target="_blank">Free Giveaway A History Renewed</a>Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-34793538792885453182012-05-05T12:23:00.002-07:002012-05-05T12:23:33.549-07:00Leslie Deaton: A Marked Past Compared to House of Night Series<a href="http://lesliedeaton.blogspot.com/2012/05/marked-past-compared-to-house-of-night.html?spref=bl">Leslie Deaton: A Marked Past Compared to House of Night Series</a>: Smiling today! A Marked Past got a write up in Voice of Youth Advocates, or (VOYA), magazine and was compared to The House of Night Seri...Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-62524854533229768502012-05-05T12:23:00.000-07:002012-05-05T12:30:34.811-07:00A Marked Past Compared to House of Night Series<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Smiling today!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A
Marked Past got a write up in <strong><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Voice of Youth Advocates, </span></strong>or
<strong><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">(VOYA), </span></strong>magazine and was
compared to The House of Night Series by author P. C. Cast and her daughter Kristin Cast.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“ It felt like reading the <em><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">House
of Night </span></em>series by the Cast ladies, only with witches instead of
vampires... [T]eens that are drawn to the vampire/witch genre that
will appreciate these novels. The sequel, <strong><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">A
History Renewed</span></strong>, will be released in 2012.”—Jonatha Basye.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nothing like being compared to the Cast ladies and their series of work to make me smile! </span></div>Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683971783279945859.post-31596438824483053502012-04-28T18:52:00.001-07:002012-04-28T18:52:35.340-07:00A Preview of Amazing Things to Come!<span style="font-size: large;">This week I was able to finalize the book blurb for A History Renewed!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I'm working through the editors comments right now so keep checking back for more to come. The Cover is in the works and sample chapters are being prepped just for you! </span><br />Leslie Deatonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160871418649007415noreply@blogger.com1