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ABOUT THE BOOK<\/strong><\/h5>\nCoated with a life of lies and deceit, Burtrum Lee Conner is sick to her stomach. Dozens of times throughout her life the feeling of not being who she is has tormented her. But she kept it to herself, believing that maybe it\u2019s just a chemical imbalance of some kind considering she is one of the first artificially-inseminated babies of the nineteen sixties. Now, there\u2019s more though, something much deeper, much more maniacal than she could have ever imagined. She\u2019s not the first test tube baby at all, but the first\u2026.<\/p>\n
Burtrum Lee Conner, born into a world of scientific mystery, discovers that the life she\u2019s been leading for the past forty years, is the wrong one. Her parent\u2019s Jed and Jane Conner, stealing her as an infant, brought Lee up as their own. Even her devoted grandmother, Clair Conner, kept this secret close to her chest until they were found out. And now, Lee Conner\u2019s biological mother, Katie Lee, wants her back, but not before the diabolical Dr. Stone has his say.<\/p>\n
BOOK DETAILS:<\/strong><\/h6>\nGenre: Scientific Mystery<\/center>
\nPublisher: Silver Leaf Books LLC<\/center>
\nPublication Date: August 28, 2017<\/center>
\nASIN:B07576YGKS<\/center>
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Mary Maurice<\/strong><\/h5>\nWhen I was a child growing up in the Detroit area, I thought I wanted to be a painter, and then as a teenager the idea of being a musician intrigued me, then as a young adult, I realized that I\u2019m a writer.<\/p>\n
After attending Western Michigan University for two party filled years, I decided to leave academia and explore the real world to learn what life is truly about. For fifteen years I\u2019ve traveled the country working in restaurants, writing and doing readings wherever I was welcome.<\/p>\n
While living in Minneapolis during my twenties, I was fortunate enough to be tutored by Dr. Jonis Agee, who was at the time head of the creative writing department at St. Catherine\u2019s College in St. Paul. Her lessons were imprinted in me for all of these years, and have influenced my writing ever since.<\/p>\n
My adventures landed me in San Diego, Chicago, San Francisco, and Oregon, finally leading me to the Land of Enchantment where I\u2019ve resided since 1994. Living in Santa Fe, and the beauty and isolation that surrounds me, has inspire my creative muse in ways that no other place has. While still working in the hospitality industry, my passion for the craft of writing has never been stronger. And I know with each sentence I write, and every paragraph I compose, my ultimate goal is to find the perfect word.<\/p>\n
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<\/a><\/p>\nGUEST POST<\/strong><\/span><\/h6>\nFinding My Muse<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
When I awoke this morning I looked under my bed to see if my Muses had tucked themselves away while I wasn\u2019t looking. But all I found were shoes. I went to the closet wondering if maybe that\u2019s where they\u2019ve disappeared. But all I found were coats. I strolled into my work-room, knowing it\u2019s one of their favorite haunts, but all I found were words. Grabbing my aged dictionary, I flipped through the used pages and surfaced in the land of the M\u2019s. It was there I found them. Hanging out next to their name: Muse-To become absorbed in thought. To turn something over in the mind meditatively and often inconclusively. To wonder, to marvel, to think or say something reflectively. The Nine Sisters in Greek Mythology. Inspiration! I ponder these definitions, and ask myself what do I think about the most? What do I turn over in my mind and think of obsessively? What does inspire me? And the same two words keep surfacing. My writing! I think I found my muse! <\/p>\n
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\n\nDISCLAIMER<\/strong><\/div>\nI received a copy of this book, at no charge to me, in exchange for my honest review. No items that I receive are ever sold…they are kept by me, or given to family and\/or friends.<\/div>\n
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Mary Maurice<\/strong><\/h5>\nWhen I was a child growing up in the Detroit area, I thought I wanted to be a painter, and then as a teenager the idea of being a musician intrigued me, then as a young adult, I realized that I\u2019m a writer.<\/p>\n
After attending Western Michigan University for two party filled years, I decided to leave academia and explore the real world to learn what life is truly about. For fifteen years I\u2019ve traveled the country working in restaurants, writing and doing readings wherever I was welcome.<\/p>\n
While living in Minneapolis during my twenties, I was fortunate enough to be tutored by Dr. Jonis Agee, who was at the time head of the creative writing department at St. Catherine\u2019s College in St. Paul. Her lessons were imprinted in me for all of these years, and have influenced my writing ever since.<\/p>\n
My adventures landed me in San Diego, Chicago, San Francisco, and Oregon, finally leading me to the Land of Enchantment where I\u2019ve resided since 1994. Living in Santa Fe, and the beauty and isolation that surrounds me, has inspire my creative muse in ways that no other place has. While still working in the hospitality industry, my passion for the craft of writing has never been stronger. And I know with each sentence I write, and every paragraph I compose, my ultimate goal is to find the perfect word.<\/p>\n
Keep on bookin!<\/p>\n
Connect with Mary Maurice at these sites:<\/p>\n
<\/a> <\/a> <\/a> <\/a><\/p>\nGUEST POST<\/strong><\/span><\/h6>\nFinding My Muse<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
When I awoke this morning I looked under my bed to see if my Muses had tucked themselves away while I wasn\u2019t looking. But all I found were shoes. I went to the closet wondering if maybe that\u2019s where they\u2019ve disappeared. But all I found were coats. I strolled into my work-room, knowing it\u2019s one of their favorite haunts, but all I found were words. Grabbing my aged dictionary, I flipped through the used pages and surfaced in the land of the M\u2019s. It was there I found them. Hanging out next to their name: Muse-To become absorbed in thought. To turn something over in the mind meditatively and often inconclusively. To wonder, to marvel, to think or say something reflectively. The Nine Sisters in Greek Mythology. Inspiration! I ponder these definitions, and ask myself what do I think about the most? What do I turn over in my mind and think of obsessively? What does inspire me? And the same two words keep surfacing. My writing! I think I found my muse! <\/p>\n
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\n\nDISCLAIMER<\/strong><\/div>\nI received a copy of this book, at no charge to me, in exchange for my honest review. No items that I receive are ever sold…they are kept by me, or given to family and\/or friends.<\/div>\n
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Mary Maurice<\/strong><\/h5>\nWhen I was a child growing up in the Detroit area, I thought I wanted to be a painter, and then as a teenager the idea of being a musician intrigued me, then as a young adult, I realized that I\u2019m a writer.<\/p>\n
After attending Western Michigan University for two party filled years, I decided to leave academia and explore the real world to learn what life is truly about. For fifteen years I\u2019ve traveled the country working in restaurants, writing and doing readings wherever I was welcome.<\/p>\n
While living in Minneapolis during my twenties, I was fortunate enough to be tutored by Dr. Jonis Agee, who was at the time head of the creative writing department at St. Catherine\u2019s College in St. Paul. Her lessons were imprinted in me for all of these years, and have influenced my writing ever since.<\/p>\n
My adventures landed me in San Diego, Chicago, San Francisco, and Oregon, finally leading me to the Land of Enchantment where I\u2019ve resided since 1994. Living in Santa Fe, and the beauty and isolation that surrounds me, has inspire my creative muse in ways that no other place has. While still working in the hospitality industry, my passion for the craft of writing has never been stronger. And I know with each sentence I write, and every paragraph I compose, my ultimate goal is to find the perfect word.<\/p>\n
Keep on bookin!<\/p>\n
Connect with Mary Maurice at these sites:<\/p>\n
<\/a> <\/a> <\/a> <\/a><\/p>\nGUEST POST<\/strong><\/span><\/h6>\nFinding My Muse<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
When I awoke this morning I looked under my bed to see if my Muses had tucked themselves away while I wasn\u2019t looking. But all I found were shoes. I went to the closet wondering if maybe that\u2019s where they\u2019ve disappeared. But all I found were coats. I strolled into my work-room, knowing it\u2019s one of their favorite haunts, but all I found were words. Grabbing my aged dictionary, I flipped through the used pages and surfaced in the land of the M\u2019s. It was there I found them. Hanging out next to their name: Muse-To become absorbed in thought. To turn something over in the mind meditatively and often inconclusively. To wonder, to marvel, to think or say something reflectively. The Nine Sisters in Greek Mythology. Inspiration! I ponder these definitions, and ask myself what do I think about the most? What do I turn over in my mind and think of obsessively? What does inspire me? And the same two words keep surfacing. My writing! I think I found my muse! <\/p>\n
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\n\nDISCLAIMER<\/strong><\/div>\nI received a copy of this book, at no charge to me, in exchange for my honest review. No items that I receive are ever sold…they are kept by me, or given to family and\/or friends.<\/div>\n
GUEST POST<\/strong><\/span><\/h6>\nFinding My Muse<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
When I awoke this morning I looked under my bed to see if my Muses had tucked themselves away while I wasn\u2019t looking. But all I found were shoes. I went to the closet wondering if maybe that\u2019s where they\u2019ve disappeared. But all I found were coats. I strolled into my work-room, knowing it\u2019s one of their favorite haunts, but all I found were words. Grabbing my aged dictionary, I flipped through the used pages and surfaced in the land of the M\u2019s. It was there I found them. Hanging out next to their name: Muse-To become absorbed in thought. To turn something over in the mind meditatively and often inconclusively. To wonder, to marvel, to think or say something reflectively. The Nine Sisters in Greek Mythology. Inspiration! I ponder these definitions, and ask myself what do I think about the most? What do I turn over in my mind and think of obsessively? What does inspire me? And the same two words keep surfacing. My writing! I think I found my muse! <\/p>\n
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\n\nDISCLAIMER<\/strong><\/div>\nI received a copy of this book, at no charge to me, in exchange for my honest review. No items that I receive are ever sold…they are kept by me, or given to family and\/or friends.<\/div>\n
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