THE ITALIAN THING

 

From Nov. 8th to Dec. 15 you can purchase the Kindle edition of my book “The Italian Thing” for $1.99. I know you will enjoy reading all about our adventures and misadventures during our stay. Go to,https://www.amazon.com/Italian-Thing-Patricia-…/…/B00EL0AGIG, thank you and enjoy!!!

Have You Seen the Moon?

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November has come to the rabbit patch in a friendly fashion.  Days are born slowly with fog and make the territory look enchanted, for a while.  The sky has been shades of lavender and pink-and the sun a very bright tangerine color at dawn. By mid morning ,  the November sky is a soft blue and the air is mild.  The woodlands are only hinting of autumn now , but daily, I see the leaves brightening. Fresh plowed fields are littered now with autumn leaves in colors like gold and ruby.  Last night, Christian and I watched a silver moon rise over a field.  I was thinking how beautiful it was to stand with my son, now a young man, by a field, in the twilight hour.  We have done it a hundred times before, but this does not spoil the effect in the least. Sometimes, one of the older…

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Smorgasbord Posts from Your Archives – Can you Hear the Rumbling by Patricia Salamone

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Welcome to the series where you can share four of your links from your archives here on my blog to a new audience. Perhaps posts that you wrote at the beginning of your blogging experience that deserve another showcase. If you have book promotion posts then please contact me separately for other options. Details of how to get in touch with me at the end of the post.

Today Patricia Salamone shares something that she wrote in the 1970s which has as much relevance today as it did then. A short post but a powerful message.

 Can you Hear the Rumbling by Patricia Salamone.

Can you hear the rumbling?
If you listen close you might.
Can you see despair and poverty?
It is an awful sight!
Can you hear the children crying out in pain?
Can you see their faces as they’re calling out in vain?

Each day you line…

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GONE FOR A WHILE

 

 

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I will be offline for a while. I am busy doing all the preop instructions, seeing primary doctor and surgeon, going to the hospital for a class and speak to the head nurse, filling out tons of paperwork, etc. I have to have my knee replaced, I was told it’s not that big of a deal. The photo above doesn’t look like no big deal to me. Had to stop taking certain meds starting today, and no vitamins, or anti-inflammatory, have to shower with a powerful antibiotic soap every day including the day of surgery. The photo above is what I can expect, ugh! I am stressed but I know I will make it through. I don’t know when I will be back online on a regular basis. However, it will give me time to read, I hope. If so I will be writing reviews whenever possible. Please don’t think I am slacking off because I’m not. I will miss reading many wonderful posts to share on social media. I’ll probably lose some followers as well but I know my friends will be here when I return. I will miss you all and look forward to returning ASAP.  Please say a little prayer for me on Nov. 10th. Love you all. xoxo Patricia from The Writers Desk. ☺☺☺

The Desolate Garden…..FREE

Patricia K Salamone .5 out of 5 stars Riveting Spy Thriller
ByPatricia Salamone October 22, 2015
Format: Paperback|Verified Purchase
This book is filled with intrigue, mystery, tradition, love and more. It is a spy thriller steeped in mystery. Danny Kemp will take you on a journey you will never forget. His characters are interesting but riveting. When H. digs into his family history and discovers secrets, spying, lust, murder, and romance, yes romance. I recommend this book to everyone, and it will not disappoint, The ending will knock your socks off.

I have already started another book of Danny Kemp’s “What Happened In Vienna Jack” and can not put it down.

Well done Mr. Kemp, you have gained a loyal reader.

The words of Danny Kemp.

The Desolate Garden (the book that was under a five-year option to become a $30 million film, is being offered by my publishers free of any charge until 2nd November. It is the Kindle version. 

http://mybook.to/DesolateGarden

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I have a couple of requests to make.

If you have read this book PLEASE take the Kindle. That way you become a Verified Amazon Purchaser and (here comes my second request…. You will be able to…PLEASE leave a review.

Amazon is far from stupid, they know that Kindle Readers (the machine, not those blessed people who read the written word) number less than those who read Kindles. That’s why they advertise this…

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Smorgasbord Posts from Your Archives – The Big White Balloon by Patricia Salamone

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Today Patricia Salamone shares one of her posts from her archive that reflects the innocence of childhood. Patricia has also written some wonderful serial stories since she began blogging.

Please head over and enjoy them. More about Patricia and her links later.

The Big White Balloon by Patricia Salamone

The year was 1950. The place was Maspeth, New York. We lived in the house on 73rd. St. There were four of us. Myself, almost 7, my two older sisters, 8 and 10, and my brother, 5. It was summer, and in those days the only recreation we had was summer school. The local elementary school was open to all children. They offered arts and crafts. Knock hockey. Checker Tournaments. Basket Ball, Potsy or if you prefer it was also called Hop Scotch, and every day they would put the showers on and everyone was allowed to cool off running through…

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Halloween

The words of Danny Kemp.

Halloween
’Tis soon the night of Halloween
When ghosts and ghouls are said to be seen.
Be quick and run and hide from view
Before they see and chase after you.

Ghosts can even walk through those walls
While ghouls along the floors do crawl.
Put yourself well out of sight
And worry not despite your plight.

For only one night do they rule
With the world in turmoil with all things cruel
But then they vanish in the morning light
And hide until next year’s Halloween night.

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© 2017 Danny Kemp All rights reserved.

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THE ITALIAN THING

 

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A small excerpt from chapter 16. You can read the rest in the book. It can be found on Amazon. Enjoy!!!

That morning, Pasquale had gone to work and Franca had gone to the beauty salon. The children were in school. Yes, believe it or not, they did have school that day but would be home by one P.M., the start of their vacation. So, Mike and I had the place all to ourselves.

We decided to take showers before everyone came home for the afternoon meal. We were trying to be as considerate as we could. I told Mike he could take his first. I reminded him about the water shortage and told him not to take too long because I didn’t want to use up all the water in his cousin’s tank before the next delivery. We had been taking showers every day when we’d first arrived, but had cut down to every other day.

When Mike was finished, I gathered my clothes and went into the bathroom. I turned on the faucet in the tub. Nothing. I turned on the other faucet—nothing. I went to the sink. No water. My heart jumped into my throat. I threw on my clothes and ran out of the bathroom yelling, “Mike! You used up all the water! There’s no water!”

What are you talking about?”

I’m telling you, there’s no water. The well is dry.”

Get out of here!” he said.

No, it’s the truth. Try turning on the water.”

He did. He tried every faucet in the house. Nothing. My biggest fear had come true. We had single-handedly used all of his cousin’s water in less than two weeks. We looked at each other, not knowing whether to shit or go blind.

I told Mike he had to call his cousin and tell him since he was the one who used up the last bit of water. I also suggested that we quickly pack our bags, call an airport car, and leave immediately. We actually started laughing; I think it was because we didn’t know what else to do. After our initial panic, Mike finally got the nerve to call his cousin.

Pasquale was at his office. I was totally embarrassed. We both felt terrible. Pasquale came home to evaluate the situation. It only took him about ten minutes to get to the flat, because he was (thankfully!) working at his office in Naro that day. When he arrived, were apologizing all over the place. He kept saying, “Don’t worry, everything will be fine.

I hated that phrase. It was almost like a polite cuss instead of calling us dumb-ass Americans. We told Pasquale we would pay for the water if he could get someone to come and refill the well. And yet, what were the chances of that, when the next day was Christmas Eve?

I was frantic. Mike was pale. Pasquale went down to the garage. When he came back up, he made a phone call, spoke a few minutes and hung up. He explained to Mike that we did not use up all the water, only the well pump was not functioning. There was plenty of water. The repairman would be coming within half an hour to fix the problem.

Pasquale also told us once again that everything would be fine, and for once, I was glad to hear it. Pasquale went back to work. Mike and I were relieved after the repairman came and installed the new pump. I was able to take my shower.