This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Christina and Amanda will be awarding an 8 x 8 inch framed tile of Japanese Gardens in Seattle Washington to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour. (Click to see picture of tile) (US ONLY)
Enjoy an excerpt:When four ten yen coins are mysteriously received, who knows where the journey will lead and what miracles may occur along the way.For many years, the monk sat beside the Ajiike pond as he did today in the early morning, breathing in the peaceful settings of the Pure Land gardens........He was angry at the awful atrocities so recently bestowed upon his people....
Caitlin was ambitious to the point of ruthlessness.........
JJ was counting on getting a job at Johns Hopkins......he had to get out of Ashland KY and his fathers house before he blew his stack......
Little Tommy....He glanced again at the coin beside his hospital bed and felt suddenly peaceful.....Like maybe everything would be ok.......
Paul Somerville....Tommys father, former Hollywood actor, wannabe political star.......
Four people....four ten yen coins....
and a miracle.........?
Surely Caitlin Morgan's day couldn't get any worse? When she stepped out of the offices of Gorman Hardy Investment Bank on Moorgate, the heavens opened and the rain poured down. Cursing wearily under her breath, Caitlin delved in her new Birkin bag for her umbrella; pulling out keys, purse, make up and tissues (thankfully un-used), but to her dismay, no umbrella.
"Blast," she muttered, beginning to run to the empty bus shelter just outside her office building. Unlike her, most people had, at ten pm on a Friday night, gone home to enjoy the weekend. Or else they were crammed into the many bars around the city of London, enjoying a well-earned drink at the end of a tough working week.
Not me though, she mused, opening her purse to look for change for the bus. No, she would be heading straight home with just the prospect of a hot bath and a good book as her only bed companion. Not that she minded. She actually had no time for any kind of socializing anyway, and besides, why would she want to spend time with work colleagues on a Friday evening? Didn't she see enough of those idiots during the week?
ABOUT AMANDA ARMSTRONG As author of Rose, this is my second published novel.
They say everybody has at least one book in them. I have thousands, just screaming to get out!
A former banker turned wife and mother, I've been given the privilege to do just that and I am having so much fun.
Check out my author page on Amazon, read my blogs and book excerpts at www.amandaarmstrong1974.co.uk or tweet me @mandymia
ABOUT CHRISTINA ST. CLAIR Award winning author, former shop-girl, chemist, and pastor, is currently a spiritual director, Reiki Master (don't read too much into the title master!), wife, animal lover, and writer.She says, "Boring life? Let's not do duty. Let's do awe! Take a look at your own complexity? You might be amazed. Life leads us into so many interesting and sometimes difficult crossroads where we get to choose what now, what next? As a student of mysticism and spirituality in all its incarnations both religious, secular, and new age, I want to understand what life is about, what is truth? I am still seeking, but I am offering to those who are interested my insights weaved throughout my essays and stories. I hope my writings might add to your already surprising lives."
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