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PAIRED - Champagne & Sparkling Wines By Fran Flynn & David Stevens-Castro

  Blurb
  • Writers Digest Book Awards - First Place - Reference Category
  • Gourmand World Cook Book Awards - A 'Best in the World' award - Food & Wine Matching category
  • Foreword Reviews - Finalist - Cookbook of the Year
  • Australian Wine Communicator of the Year Awards - Finalist - Best Wine Book of the year These awards followed on from winning 'Best in Australia' in two categories of the Gourmand regional awards for 'Food & Wine Pairing' and 'French Wine' earlier in the year
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Food and wine pairing can be easy! All you need are taste buds and a sense of adventure. This beautifully presented, full colour recipe book will encourage and support you to experience the pleasure of food and wine pairing for yourself. The first volume showcases sparkling wines of all styles, and challenges usual perceptions by offering sparkling wines with tantalising home-cooked recipes for all courses of a meal, not just with finger food. The delicious recipes, presented by husband-and-wife team wine expert David Stevens-Castro and food photographer Fran Flynn create a foundation to apply your new pairing skills with confidence. Leave your comfort zone behind, try the unexpected, and bask in discoveries that your taste buds will be forever grateful for. Renowned award-winning wine expert Tyson Stezler contributes a foreword and discusses the current trends in champagne and sparkling wine consumption. Aimed at anyone with an interest in food and wine, this book uses a light-hearted and accessible style of language, plus full-colour illustrations to guide you on the right path to understanding food and wine pairings for yourself, with the added benefit of demystifying terminology and explaining wine labelling. Seven chapters each showcase a style of sparkling wine, present a visual synopsis of the country of origin, supply complimentary cheese ideas, and several recipes that will pair with the topical variety. Every recipe illustrated with full colour photographs is introduced by Fran, while David narrates some pairing suggestions. Common misconceptions about wine are dispelled, a broad range of dishes suitable for sharing and entertaining are presented, and suggestions on how you can introduce your friends to the wonderful world of food and wine are also provided. Note: All measurements appear in both imperial and metric format throughout the book.
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Blog Tour with Excerpt and Video: Phil by RP Momsen

PHIL! By: RP Momsen



Blurb:
A very funny science fiction adventure that will change the way you look at life, the universe and why we're all here. 

Billions of years ago, our universe was born. Not really that terribly exciting for most life forms except of course yourselves… and, well, Phil. The poor bastard who’s had to watch over all you people the last billion or so years.

Well, finally after years of listening to all your griping, bitching and whining, always with some imaginary being getting all the credit, he’s finally had it! 

Phil has decided to explain what the world is, why you’re here and how you can evolve finally into a species worth talking about at parties. 

In this hilarious actual account, Phil takes two unwitting Physicists on the adventure of their lives, which isn’t saying much for a couple of physicists, and shows them what life, the universe and lovely little corner pubs really is all about. They’re transported to other dimensions to meet their better looking selves, get taken prisoner by an evil but very good looking race, fly through black holes and help the creation of a new planet all while their greatest challenge hangs in the balance, saving earth from the most evil, and best dressed, species the universe has ever seen. 
Will they save earth? Has all the years of hard work Phil has done creating you beings be lost? Does any of this really matter?

Excerpt:
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“You gonna answer that?” Delphinia slurred. Typically an attractive female colleague, except now she had half a glass of Pan Universal Kumquat Juice down her front, and somehow an equal amount sprayed randomly throughout her hair. We were all drunk—she was winning.
“Just another idiotic human with some whiny ‘I can’t do anything for myself’ question.” “Are they still making you do that? Didn’t you create some god chat line for them to look up on their own?” asked Braithwaight, a much larger and uglier version of myself who had the unusual characteristic of having the largest nostrils in the universe. You wouldn't know them as nostrils, of course, given that their size and look is of one of your outhouses, massively uneven, bright orange and dripping with something I'd rather not discuss.
“Ya, but they seem to be using it mostly for porn and watching other humans or animals doing idiotic stuff, which is even stranger when you realize that the average human does 4.8 stupid things per week; you would think watching each other in real time would keep them amused enough,” I replied. Braithwaight was correct, after all—a number of years ago, I had instructed humans to create something called God Gab to answer all their questions and, hopefully, quit bothering me. As usual, they misunderstood, called it Google, and continued to harass me anyway.
“Slow... what dey say?” Delphinia slurred, spitting Pan Universal Kumquat Juice over both of us, which as it turned out was actually rather tasty; I decided to order one next despite it being a bit of a girly drink.

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“Dear Lord.” (Dear Phil, it should have actually read.) Please give me strength in dealing with my two kids; I’m always so tired, they stay awake for hours on end, I seem to be the only one in the house able to nap, they eat all my food, hide my weed and are even messier than my 3 ex husbands. I can’t keep doing it. What should I do?”
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Author Info 
R.P. Momsen was lucky enough to meet Phil in a very lovely but rather smelly pub a few years ago. After listening to the most amazing story of his life, and a half dozen pints, Rick agreed to bring Phil’s story to the world and finally get Phil a vacation. Through an arduous process over the next couple years of intense notes, grand philosophical debates, lengthy trips through multiple universes and numerous beers this masterpiece of answers was named Phil and finally released. A great friendship has been created and Rick has agreed to continue to write the real truth about everything, why it’s kind of a good thing to know and what humankind could do to be invited to the really cool parties. 
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Release Day Blitz: In The Line of Duty by Carolyn Arnold

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itlofdBLURB He devoted his life to seeking justice. But would she get any for him? It was an ordinary day for police officer Barry Weir. It was the end of shift, he was tired, and he just wanted to get home to his wife and kids. But someone had other plans for him, shooting him down and forcing him to make the ultimate sacrifice. When news of Weir’s murder reaches the department, it leaves Detective Madison Knight and every cop in the Stiles PD itching for revenge. It cuts Madison’s boyfriend, colleague, and Weir’s childhood friend, Troy Matthews, deepest of all, driving him away from everyone he loves just when they need one another the most. With evidence pointing to a gang-related drive-by, Madison and her team investigate the town’s seedy underbelly in search of justice for their fallen brother. But the deeper they dig, the more convoluted the case becomes. Now they need to figure out if this was a random shooting as part of a gang initiation, a straight-up hate crime, or a targeted kill. But with members of the Stiles PD under attack, they have to do it fast…before more officers pay with their lives.    

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  ABOUT THE DETECTIVE MADISON KNIGHT SERIES 
Murder. Investigation. The pursuit of justice. 
Do you love trying to figure out whodunit? How about investigating alongside police detectives from the crime scene to the forensics lab and everywhere in between? Do you love a strong female lead? Then I invite you to meet Detective Madison Knight as she solves murders with her male partner, utilizing good old-fashioned investigative work aided by modern technology. This is the perfect book series for fans of Law & Order, CSI, Blue Bloods, Rizzoli & Isles, Women’s Murder Club, and Hawaii Five-O. Read in any order or follow the series from the beginning: Ties That Bind, Justified, Sacrifice, Found Innocent, Just Cause, Deadly Impulse, In the Line of Duty, Life Sentence (Bonus Prequel).   
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Author Bio CAROLYN ARNOLD is an international best-selling and award-winning author, as well as a speaker, teacher, and inspirational mentor. She has four continuing fiction series—Detective Madison Knight, Brandon Fisher FBI, McKinley Mysteries, and Matthew Connor Adventures—and has written nearly thirty books. Her genre diversity offers her readers everything from cozy to hard-boiled mysteries, and thrillers to action adventures. Both her female detective and FBI profiler series have been praised by those in law enforcement as being accurate and entertaining, leading her to adopt the trademark: POLICE PROCEDURALS RESPECTED BY LAW ENFORCEMENT™. Carolyn was born in a small town and enjoys spending time outdoors, but she also loves the lights of a big city. Grounded by her roots and lifted by her dreams, her overactive imagination insists that she tell her stories. Her intention is to touch the hearts of millions with her books, to entertain, inspire, and empower. She currently lives just west of Toronto with her husband and beagle and is a member of Crime Writers of Canada and Sisters in Crime.   

Connect with CAROLYN ARNOLD Online: Website - http://carolynarnold.net/ Twitter - https://twitter.com/Carolyn_Arnold Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/AuthorCarolynArnold   And don’t forget to sign up for her newsletter for up-to-date information on release and special offers at http://carolynarnold.net/newsletters.

Book Blog Tour with Excerpt: The Moreva of Astoreth by Roxanne Bland


The Moreva of Astoreth by Roxanne Bland

Blurb
In the world-building tradition of Andre Norton, Anne McCaffrey and Ursula K. LeGuin, The Moreva of Astoreth is a blend of science fiction, romance, and adventure in a unique, richly imagined imperialistic society in which gods and science are indelibly intertwined. It is the story of the priestess, scientist, and healer Moreva Tehi, the spoiled, headstrong granddaughter of a powerful deity who is banished for a year to a volatile far corner of the planet for neglecting to perform her sacred duty, only to venture into dangerous realms of banned experimentation, spiritual rebirth, and fervent, forbidden love.



 
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Excerpt from Chapter Six
A marun after the vandalism, I found myself at loose ends. Except for Temple services and monitoring the beacon, I had nothing to do until the next supply flight brought my new lab equipment. Hyme tried his best to keep me busy, but there wasn’t enough work for the two of us. I studied the pictures in the medicinal herb manuals he brought to me but tired of it after a day or so since I couldn’t read the text. I was so bored I even walked over to the small factory Eresh had pointed out and watched the village men and women make cloth.

One morning after breakfast, while prowling through Hyme’s stock in the lab, I noticed he was low on masich berries. He’d told me the masich bush blooms only during the winter and the berries appear late in the season. Though winter’s cold still lingered in the springtime air, the weather was definitely turning. If Hyme wanted to replenish his stock, he’d better do it soon before the berries rotted. “Hyme, you need more masich berries. Want to go out and get some?”

“Not right now, Tehi. I have to fill these orders before lunch.”

“All right.” I sat in my swivel chair and spun it a few times. “This is ridiculous,” I muttered. “I’ve got to do something.” I spied Hyme’s collection bag in the corner by the door. I walked over to it, picked it up and peered inside. The cutters were lying at its bottom. I decided to get the berries myself. The village rule always in pairs, one with a gun when in the woods outside the village gates ran through my head but I dismissed it. It’s not far. And I’ll be back before anyone misses me. I grimaced a little. If they miss me at all. Picking up the bag, I slipped out the door.

Outside, I hurried to Mjor’s rear gates. As I’d predicted, the villagers ignored me. I sauntered through the open doors and then I was on my way.

I walked forty Å¡Ä«zu or so along the paved road leading out of the village then stepped off onto the dirt path that led into the forest. I was a little nervous heading into the woods alone, but Hyme and I had been out here before to gather masich berries and I knew exactly where the stand of bushes was. I turned right at the path’s first fork, bypassed the second, and turned right again at the third. Walking along, I noticed the twin suns had warmed the air more than I would have thought. In my winter uniform, I only felt a little chilly rather than cold. My lips tightened and I quickened my step. What berries were left might have already rotted on the bush.

The forest was filled with the sounds of life awakening after a long winter’s sleep. I smiled a little. It’s beautiful out here. Kherah was a desert, its water provided by diverting the Den, a wide, deep river to the east of Uruk. Because of that, we had lavish gardens planted with exotic flowers and stands of qal, water-loving trees with delicate, willowy trunks, and long pointed red leaves. But it was nothing like this.
The leaves on the trees and bushes may not have budded yet, but after walking through the hologram with Morevi Reng, I knew the wild, lush foliage that would appear in the marun to come. Soon it would be hard to believe that a good-sized village lay just a bit more than twelve nindan away.

I walked on. I heard little creatures scuttling in the underbrush and every so often saw a striped mouse cross my path. Birds sang in the trees. Just around the bend now. And there they were, the masich bushes looking like big, fat balls with their shiny, dark blue leaves. I stepped off the path and forged my way through the underbrush, pushing skeletal branches out of my way. I reached the stand of bushes and peered at them. I was just in time. In less than seven or eight days, the bushes would have gone dormant. Humming a tune from childhood, I fished for the cutter, found it, and started clipping twigs sporting the best-looking orange berries. I dropped these into the bag.

After about an hour, the bag was half full. I wanted to get more, but the rest of the berries I saw had started to dimple, a sure sign of rot, Hyme had told me. I smiled, thinking about the happy reception I’d get on returning with a bag even half full of berries. I placed the cutter in the bag and turned to leave.

I made my way back through the underbrush. I’d just reached the path when I heard something crashing through the forest. Whatever it was, it was a lot bigger than a mouse. Then the crashing sounds ceased.

I stopped and looked around but couldn’t see anything. Curious and uneasy, I stepped onto the packed dirt. I froze. Standing on the path between the village and me was a great, shaggy beast. A curved horn grew out of its snout. It had feet the size of dinner plates ringed by wicked-looking claws. And it was staring at me.

It bellowed, stood on its hind legs and then charged.

The world seemed to slow to a crawl. I screamed, a long, drawn-out sound, hurled my bag into the underbrush and ran. Even though I had the speed of the Devi, I sensed it gaining on me. I imagined its hot breath on my neck. Unless I did something and fast, I wasn’t going to make it out of the forest alive.

Author Info

I've been a fugitive from reality since forever. As a child, I constantly made up stories--some would call them lies--about my family, friends, neighbors and even strangers on the street. I had friends that only I could see. Oh, the adventures we had! 

Learning to read was a revelation. Words fascinated me. Whole new worlds opened up, and since my parents forbade nothing, I read everything. Some of it I didn't quite understand, but I didn't mind. I read it anyway. I even read the dictionary. When I was a little older, I was big on mysteries--English cozy mysteries, that is, Agatha Christie, were my favorites. Then I graduated to horror. Whenever a new book came out by Stephen King, Peter Straub or Dean Koontz, I was first in line. I was reading a little science fiction at this time--Robert Heinlein and authors like him--but I really didn't get into it until I was in college. The same with fantasy. I really got into high fantasy--Lord of the Rings style--in college. 

During this time I was still making up stories, but not writing them down. They were private. Besides, I thought my family and friends would laugh at me. In fact, the only story I recall writing was one that won a contest when I was in elementary school.

So anyway, life goes on. I went to law school. After I graduated and entered the workforce, I finally started writing down my stories. I wrote a bit here and there, short stories that never saw the light of day (which was probably a good thing). Then I fell ill. I had the flu for a month. Bored out of my skull, I started writing a piece of fan fiction, though I didn't know that's what it was at the time. I showed it to a friend of mine who suggested I finish the story. 

Well, that piece of fan fiction fell by the wayside, but in its place came a manuscript that would eventually become my first book, The Underground. I absolutely adored writing it. I absolutely adore writing, period. Slipping into that alternate reality for hours on end, there was a time in my life when it was called daydreaming and I got into trouble for it. Now it's legitimate. And that's the best part of all.

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