Available Here is Ways to Say Zero

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When someone else publishes your book then it is their marketing machine that gets it in front of the public. I do a Facebook page which for a time is effective but what I learned is your life moves on. You have to pay bills and buy food. It takes a marketing machine to help maintain a presence.  In a week after a publisher has released your book on your own if you have maintained a credible presence on the web you can get it on the first page of Google Search Results. Facebook, LinkedIn, Pinterest, Instagram, and Twitter are all legitimate ways to get your book in front of people. What you are hoping for is someone tags your book with your name and title and it makes it easier on the query box search to find you. It starts with your book title and your name. You may have to put author (your name) to make it appear. That is how it starts unless you hire a digital agency.

Let us take a look.

Query box put Ways to Say Zero  Mary Page

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You can see I have Amazon, Barnes & Noble, my accounts such as Google+, my publisher for this book Guardian Angel Publishing, a group I joined Books of Excellence for “The Grand New Delhi Escapade” and my LinkedIn account.  Being in the first 5 on Google means I am credible and trustworthy and those sites are good links. Eventually the Facebook account I created for my character Zero will come to the first page but you have to get people to click there as in LIKE it. I have never discovered the secret for getting Twitter to the front page.

Now let us use the same query and look at Google Images. I want my Zero character recognized. As of yesterday enough people and enough bots viewed my book so the image shows in the number one spot if I am giving the exact query “Ways to Say Zero Mary Page.”

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Let’s change-up a bit and see what happens. Guardian Angel Publishing is added to the query. Now we have Ways to Say Zero Mary Page Guardian Angel Publishing

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Guardian Angel Publishing marketing machine appears and my book is available at KMarts. Number one spot on Google. So I called my Mom and my son. No close KMarts exist near me in Houston. The page says temporarily unavailable…

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My BOOOOOK is at KMART!!!!!!   At least online, so I asked my Mom in a couple of weeks to wander over to KMARTS in Crystal City, Missouri and see if it is on the shelf. The book is print by demand which is common but if someone demands it they will print 5 to 10 copies and put on the shelf. I want a picture of that. I tell my son I will send the picture, and I want that at my funeral. My book is on KMART. I could be a blue light special. It amuses me.

This query  for images Ways to Say Zero Mary Page Guardian Angel Publishing pulls up thisgap images.png

Not the number one spot, but it is in the first line and my LinkedIn pic and my Books of Excellence pic pull up as well as my The Grand New Delhi Escapade book on Books of Excellence. On the 4th line  Guardian Angel Publishing images of my book site shows where my eBook is for sale so  I will watch that over the next few weeks. If it rises then I have e-book sales happening.

What I have not figured out is the synonyms. If someone types in the query box a math concept book about zero, zero, math literature book about zero, educational book about zero my book does not pull up but others do that have been on the market much longer. I suspect that is where sales come in. If people buy the book then the book can be found by synonyms otherwise it will be top-selling books in that category. This is why I say the digital marketing machine becomes important. AS powerful as Amazon and Barnes and Noble are the book does not appear in searches when I use synonyms or broader categories. In the search engines it is not enough.  It starts counting links and clicks at that level I suspect. So if you want to check how well a digital marketing firm is working for your product query the synonyms and see what pops up.

Here is a list of where my book is available presently.

https://www.amazon.com/Ways-Say-Zero-Mary-Page/dp/1616338423  that is globally in most places where Amazon is

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/ways-to-say-zero-mary-page/1126261306  Where a nice professional review that I did not pay for exists https://readersfavorite.com/

https://www.chapters.indigo.ca/en-ca/books/ways-to-say-zero/9781616338428-item.html

http://www.kmart.com/guardian-angel-publishing-ways-to-say-zero-author/p-SPM14576604815

http://www.guardianangelpublishing.com/zero.htm

http://www.booksofexcellence.com/page.html where one of my other books is but it is such a lovely place and Bonnie gives new authors the royal carpet treatment

http://store.payloadz.com/details/2520941-ebooks-children’s-ebooks-ways-to-say-zero.html

https://readersfavorite.com/book-review/ways-to-say-zero  this is the book reviewer site. They review books for free, showcase your book, and do a radio button to a link for sales.

The Grand New Delhi Escapade Now Paired With White Shark Cafe

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Writing a novel the first time is a daunting task. So much unknown and so much to learn quickly. Sharks exist everywhere. Sending manuscripts to traditional publishers one gets nice rejection letters. Like the topic, love your style but does not fit our theme at the moment or worse the market trends may not be conducive to our needs.

Repeating the Process

Intellectually if you ask me to weigh the pros and cons about writing and publishing books, I say I would not recommend to students to go into writing as their sole income. Fraught with danger, delay, and dilemma the first time you think you will not do such a thing to yourself again. But one morning you get up and you get an idea and start writing. The second time is even more intriguing because not only do you have to do what you did before, you also have to market the other book you wrote. It tis a compulsion. It gives me much pleasure. I sit and giggle when I find the best picture or write an interesting phrase and in that moment I am content. I crave those moments when I sing, when I do my art and when I write. I live for those. Then I look at my bank account and wonder why do I do this.

Children’s Books

Writing children’s books lets you experience childhood again. You find an interesting fact or story. Then you massage words into communication elementary children can understand and you struggle with how to illustrate it. Tell other writers about having a children’s book accepted or published and they go solemn. From those who have treaded the writing water before you they say that getting a manuscript accepted is the hardest of all. I still do not know fully what that means. One manuscript “Ways to Say Zero” I am patiently waiting for publication but it has been accepted for 2 years and “White Shark Cafe” is published as of today.

For What it is Worth White Shark Cafe

The new book highlights a discovery found in the Pacific Ocean by an engaging team of scientists who love Pacific Predators. They hunt them down, catch them and put a tag in them. That team has gone on to other projects but a new team at http://www.gtopp.org  carries on research on these animals.

The research is part of a larger project exploring the ocean ecosystem. A wonderful pic exists on their blog of them.

  1. http://gtopp.blogspot.com/2014/03/success-in-chagos.html

If you want to learn more about these magnificent animals I have a Facebook page that highlights the sharks, their blogs, and the Marine Mammal Center.

  1. https://www.facebook.com/whitesharkcafebymarypage

I did two illustrations for the book. I would like to thank Nancy Winans of the Baytown Art League, Dr. Paul Lucke, and Dr. Jennifer Herzberg at Lee College for all the art lessons. It gave the confidence to begin illustrating and for making decisions about photos and backgrounds.

  1. http://www.lee.edu/
  2. http://art-league-of-baytown.org/

I would like the thank the Institute of Children’s Literature and Kristin Nitz, my teacher,  since the book started out as an assignment.

  1. http://www.institutechildrenslit.com/

Gloria Stamper helped me proof the pictures for the final manuscript. Her lovely suggestion to frame the photos made a huge difference in the appearance of the photos. If you are in Houston, Texas and need a grand photographer call Gloria. Here is her website.

  1. http://www.stamperphotography.com/

As you can see the children’s book was a collaborative effort of artists teaching someone like me. 🙂  The children’s book took 2 and 1/2 years to complete the journey to publication.

 

Swimming with the Sharks and having Grand Escapades and hoping you all will too,

 

Mary

It is All in the Marketing or Is It?

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You can write the best book ever. Have a nearly perfect manuscript. Spend countless hours tweaking words to conciseness until it says what you want it to say and describe each scene dripping with sensory detail but if no one knows about your book no one buys it. My book is known. Have money buy my book. 

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Taxes Make You Look at the Facts

It has been stated across the Internet that it takes about $10,000 for traditional publishers to begin marketing your book. Market conscience to the max, but for most writers writing is not about the money but  about the craft. At times writing articles earns you less than one dollar an hour. You do it anyway because it matters. Other times someone  pays you an exorbibant amount for 25 words. At tax time you get an overall picture of the year. 

What it Takes?

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The other route the author writes and markets while a hybrid publisher does the publishing and markets. It allows many more writers to get their work on platforms such as Amazon.com or Barnes and Noble. It is tax time. Here are the facts for the first year of “The Grand New Delhi Escapade”.  

Editing cost between $800 and $1500 for the novel of my size. Some charge by page and some by words. I had my book edited twice since it was the first time. To prep the manuscript for publishing I hired an outside editor recommended by a friend. She did a grand job on it and it made the process go quickly. I chose to use a hybrid publisher and they charged a fee a little less than $1000. For that amount they prepped the book for publication, gave advice, put a cover on it, a webpage, a press release, taught me the process, and gave me access to 55 outlets in marketing on major platforms online. Priced separately I could not even touch it. They recommended an edit which was to create more flow in the novel and it was around $800. The book published in five months.

I chose digital media advertising for my novel. A publicist could have been hired for $300 a month to set up book store dates and events. It was limited to the local area with a setting in India I felt global methods may be better suited. Two million people saw my book on Google Ads. Does not mean they bought it but it was good enough for them to click on and take a look. Facebook 382,345 clicked and viewed my book. On LinkedIN 1,172,201 million people looked at my book. So about 3 and a half million people. Of the three I got the most clicks for the best price was Google Ads and general public clicks. Facebook exposed my book to teenagers. LinkedIn the professional network exposed by book to executives with buying power. For us new authors I would say it is good exposure early in your career. It gets your face and name out there. I ran strategic campaigns like when the book first came out (2 weeks), then for summer reading (2 weeks) and then for the holiday season (3 weeks). 
 
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Because of changes in the process of distributing royalities at my publisher that I cannot give you it. I would like a year’s  worth of data to decide. The ebook did make money so it is on the path of gaining. (publisher recovered their cost so my turn) The paperback I do not know since I do not have that report. Some places takes months to report. That comes as the hardest part. Reading the amount of inventory available on Amazon or Barnes and Noble does not give you the information you need to market. You have a long wait. Authors tell me it is worth it and books do make money even though most do not get rich. A long term investment with a long term return. At this point selling enough books to get a literary agent interested has become the goal and creating supplements to the novel to reach niche markets will be my project this year.
 
Was it Worth It?
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Yes on a personal level it was worth it. It healed my soul and body. I developed into an artist with gifts in music, art and writing. I have written a children’s book and it will be published soon ~ “White Shark Cafe”. Some how in it, it is the ultimate act of defiance against all the people who told me no or hurt me. Some how it makes them no longer matter. Having a disability develop in my brain processing makes it a serious victory against all those who try to make us less. In the writing I found all the pieces of me and know just like scripture says we are so much more. 
 
I Am
 
I write  because that is who I am. I sing because that is who I am. I oil paint and draw because it is who I am. Mary who’s pain and feelings all spilled out one day, God took put back together, smiled, and handed me a beautiful mess to play with for the rest of my life. No one ever gets to take it away. 
 

Write, Write Again, and Then Play With Words~The Grand Hyderabad Excursion

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A large portion of rewriting comes as rewriting. First and foremost get the words down on paper. Once they are committed to digital or paper the fun begins. Leaving it alone for a short time and then coming back reveals places of improvement. When that has been massaged, tweaking words and phrases gets down to meaning for each character or increases flow. The following is a draft of my new novel “The Grand Hyderabad Excursion”. To improve my craft I take lessons with Tom Hyman at the LongRidgeWriters groups. I took a portion of the novel and revamped for the parameters of the assignment. The actual piece is much longer and much more detailed. It is important scene in the novel that reveals items about the characters and shows how Sharlene is transitioning to a young adult. Feel free to make suggestions for improvement. It is how writers hone in on the novel and create realism. Hope you enjoy the excursion!

GROWING UP IN INDIA

“Sharlene. You are helping with an investigation. I am making arrangements for you with Vijay and Raja to visit a clinic. The clinic will have a packet of information and possibly some medical supplies to give you. I need someone I can trust. Vijay is protection,” said her Dad, Dr. McGowan, as he stood beside her stroking in red beard.

“But Dad! Vijay and I have not come to a full understanding yet about his bodyguard duties. He is still in training to do as I tell him to and not to his code. I am still learning how to give orders without my sense of humor interfering. We are not in synch yet. You know what trouble we have had. I would rather be with you and Sajiv,” replied Sharlene obviously not happy about the assignment.

“No. Sajiv has a job to do. I have confidential matters to deal with this afternoon and a meeting with local law enforcement authorities. Like I said, I need someone I can trust for this clinic. Few are going to suspect a teenage girl retrieving something important. Vijay is your body guard, and you have to learn to handle him if you are staying in India,” said Dr. McGowan staring intensely into Sharlene’s eyes.

“Dad what if something happens? What if I get lost? What if I chase Vijay off?” said Sharlene feeling trapped and vulnerable all at the same time.

“Something always happens around you Sharlene which is why I hired Vijay. You are my smart resourceful daughter. You insisted on staying in India, going to college in India, and this will get you ready,” reminded Dr. McGowan.

“Grand. Now you treat me like an adult,” replied Sharlene.

Dr. McGowan glanced at Sajiv who was near, “Someone has been advocating for you and reminding me, you are not a child anymore. Sajiv is right in this matter. I have to let you go out, and handle things on your own while I am near. Though I am beginning to doubt your maturity level at the moment.”

Taken aback by that statement Sharlene calmed down. She had been telling her Dad to treat her more like an adult. Now that he did, she acted like a fool.

“Okay Dad. I will pick up your packet. Sorry.”

“Order some dessert while I make arrangements,” replied her Dad as he patted her shoulder and left. Sajiv quickly took his place.

In hushed tones, Sajiv said, “To establish your authority with Vijay, do not wait for him to come to you. After I am done talking with your father, get the details of this afternoon. You tell Vijay what you are doing this afternoon, how you want to be transported, and put him in charge of Raja. Make sure you give him orders. Here is my embassy card with my mobile number if a problem arises.”

“Thanks Sajiv,” said Sharlene.

She watched Vijay and Raja while waiting for her dessert. They played like two tomcats. An older more sedate cat kept just out of reach of a younger energetic one that kept poking, and prodding with its paws just to irritate, but Vijay had characteristics of a military man. Sharlene had not considered planning for college meant leaving her father, let alone managing a body guard. Before the thought went any further, the waiter had laid the dessert in front of her. Deep, dark, gooey chocolate was what she needed to shake the dreaded feeling of the unknowns in her life. Satisfied and filled with confidence she called out to Vijay.

“Vijay it’s time to go. You need to check to see if an embassy car is available for our use. We are going to this address,” said Sharlene as she handed him the paper.

“We will pick up a packet from this clinic. I need you to be especially observant about our surroundings in case someone wishes to intervene.”

Vijay stood up glanced at the address one last time and calmly stared into Sharlene’s eyes and said, “Yes, mam. I will return with information on our transportation. I will find the best route to take. Excuse me, Raja.”

“One more thing Raja is going with us. Doctor’s orders,” stressed Sharlene.

“No problem. Raja and I have come to an understanding. Is that not correct, Raja?” said Vijay smirking.

“Oh yes. We have cleared all misunderstandings. Vijay knows his place in this world now,” said Raja with a grin of defiance.

“As do you Raja. As do you,” quickly replied Vijay.

The cold chill in Vijay’s voice nearly sent chills up Sharlene’s spine but did not phase Raja. As Vijay left, Sharlene decided to sit and chat with Raja to show him she was not intimidated by his mannerisms. Sharlene interrupted his silence with, “The chocolate dessert was excellent.”

“My restaurants back in New Delhi serve superior dessert, I am sure. You will have to come in and try them all sometime. I will go on your excursion, but only because I need to make high level contacts here in Hyderabad,” commented Raja and Sharlene felt unsafe.

Sensing her uncomfortableness, Raja continued with, “You know your friend Vijay is a dangerous man. You should worry that your father chose such a man for one so precious as you.”

“Vijay is not dangerous to me. Just anyone who threatens me,” said Sharlene as Sajiv had instructed her. The smile slid off Raja’s face and he started playing with his food. Sharlene decided Raja was an opportunist.

Vijay reappeared and headed straight to Sharlene. “An embassy vehicle was prearranged for us.  When do you wish to leave?” said Vijay in a formal voice.

Now. Take Raja and get him ready to go,” said Sharlene and they headed to the front door.

After stopping and kissing her Dad on the cheek, Sharlene headed out. Vijay had her car door open and ready. He allowed her to become situated before he sat up front with the driver. Raja was seated on the left behind the driver staring out the window. Sharlene exhaled slowly relieved that Vijay had taken on his role of being her bodyguard. All it had taken was her taking on her role decisively.

Silence and sighing filled the cab but about midways into the twenty minute trip, Raja spoke up.

“I will own this town Sharlene. It would be wise to be especially nice to me.  I never forget how I was treated,” said Raja.

Undaunted at Raja’s tactic Sharlene replied, “I am sure you will accomplish that Raja, but for now you are here at my Dad’s good graces. Don’t abuse the privilege.”

“Maybe you and I can help each other. For a fee, I can get you access to people and or material items. Why not step away from your father for a short time and let me give you what you need most?” said Raja lighting up at a possible temptation and deal in the making.

Sharlene could not help but laugh, “There may come a day Raja when I need your help, but I will not step away from my father. Thank you but no thank you.”

“It is your loss, but the offer is always open when you need it. If you stay in India Sharlene, you will need me some day as your father has found out,” said Raja as he smoothed out his clothes and took on the aura of one in power.

“You will have to talk to me first Raja before any offer,” interjected Vijay not even looking back.

“Bodyguards come and go Vijay. They tend to die young protecting young charges that do foolish things,” said Raja.

“Only bodyguards that are caught unaware, Raja. I did learn all I needed about you while chatting with you at dinner. You are only a threat if I let you become that,” calmly stated Vijay.

Rasha Ayruvedic Centre was located in a complex. Its burnt umber exterior with beams of cream white had a warm feel. An arrowed bold lettered sign advertised hours and treatments. In red was lettered, Dr. Murali. Sharlene hopped out of the car quickly followed by Vijay who quickly scanned the area. Raja sat in the car petting his outfit.

Sharlene stuck her head in through the open side door and said, “Coming?”

Raja rolled his eyes and with a droll expression replied, “This neighborhood and place are not in my business plans. Vijay had explained to me earlier I was to ride here. I have. I will sit and enjoy the view.”

“Okay let’s go Vijay. Raja is pondering about his new empire,” said Sharlene.

Vijay strode ahead and opened the clinic door for Sharlene to enter. Stepping inside the clinic it surprisingly had a modern atmosphere much like any Western clinic.

Locating the receptionist window, Sharlene walked up and greeted, “Hello. I am Sharlene McGowan. My Dad called about sending someone to pick up a package?”

Vijay paced the room like a tiger expecting some bogey man to pop out with a lab “Yes,” and the nurse rang up Doctor Murali.

With coal black hair and a full mustache, Dr. Murali appeared. He extended his hand out instead of the usual namaste and Sharlene quickly shook it. In the other hand, he held a full folder that had the flap across the top and a string that wound around an aperture.

“Tell your Dr. McGowan, we have gone over all our lab reports several times during that period time patients received injections. We had the place cleansed with antiseptic fluids for several months to ensure it would not happen again. We disposed of any supplies that possibly had created or led to the contamination. The officers investigating the case did not wish to take the supplies. I had hoped a more in depth investigation would ensue. I have kept it in a sterile environment at a nearby university. I do research on treatments and medicinal plants for my clinic. I have put the address in the packet for the University and a name. Your father is welcome to obtain it and use for his research,” said Dr. Murali.

Sharlene took the package from his hand, “Thank you.”

“Good day to you. Good luck with your investigation. I hope the gods show favor, and we find out the cause for all these patients ills,” said the Dr. Murali.

Sharlene turned and headed out the door, with Vijay close behind, but when she got to the car Raja was not there.

“Driver where is Raja? Did you let him out?” said Sharlene. She realized her mistake of letting Raja out of both her and Vijay’s sight. Raja slithered into something every time he had the chance. She carefully placed the package in the back seat of the car. Dad had trusted her to pick it up, and she wanted nothing to break that trust

The driver answered, “He took a walk. Is that a crime? I had no instructions for not letting him out of my car. Next time give me instructions, and I will be happy to comply.” Sharlene knew the driver was correct.

“Vijay! Raja has wandered off. Find him!” screamed Sharlene in frustration.

Vijay immediately headed across the road. Apparently he had determined where Raja was. Sharlene looked up and saw Raja talking to a group of teenagers across the roadway, flashing something in his hand in front of their faces. Sharlene knew Raja was teaching them about “fees” and corrupting them for his Hyderabad empire. Sharlene inwardly gloated that Vijay was about to disrupt all that.

When Vijay reached Raja, an intense conversation began with Vijay grabbing Raja by the throat. Most of the teenagers scattered except for one. The boy took it as an opportunity to grab the money from Raja’s hand. But before he could escape, Vijay had pushed Raja hard against the building wall bashing the back of his head. As Vijay let go, Raja slid down the side of the building. Sharlene looked on in horror as Vijay had the time to swing his fist and plow it directly into the teenager’s face.

Sharlene started screaming for Vijay to stop. No sound came out of her mouth until she ran across the roadway. Her voice came out “V-i-i-i-i-i J-a-a-a-a-y  STOP!”

Vijay either did not hear or disregarded her order. Sharlene saw the teenager fall to the ground with blood spurting out from his nose like a river. Then Vijay raised his right leg into the air and stomped full force on the teenager’s arm.  Sharlene heard the bone break and her stomach lurched. The moan from the teenager reached her ears and sounded like a wounded animal. She reached Raja who was conscious and was laughing at Vijay mauling the teenager while rubbing the goose egg forming on the back of his head.

Sharlene took her purse off her arm and slung it as hard as she could at the back of Vijay’s head infuriated by Raja’s inane laughter, and Vijay’s refusal to acknowledge her orders. Vijay had just  picked up the teenager’s head when her purse impacted on Vijay’s neck. Leaving a welt, the purse caused Vijay to spin around to find who had attacked him. Sharlene cringed when she saw Vijay’s face was calm and focused despite the blood spatter speckled across it.

“What are you doing? Shut up Raja!”

Vijay did not answer but continued with the cold stare and a seeming readiness to attack her.

Raja stammered, “He took my money. No one takes my money. If Vijay had not interrupted us, I would have hurt the kid myself. It is the way of things, Sharlene,”

“Maybe in your world, but not mine. You were told to stay in the car, Raja.”

With that Raja turned his face slightly away. He knew he needed the McGowan’s reputation to give him credibility where he may only be known for his black market activities. Vijay still stood soldier straight with no emotion, no passion, no nothing. The teenager softly moaned in the background.

“I GAVE you an ORDER Vijay to get Raja and to stop. You did not obey me. Why did you do this? Why?”

Vijay’s eyes suddenly changed and became focused. Sharlene knew full well Raja would take advantage of the situation if Vijay did not respond. She had to for the moment ignore the fact that the teenager lay bleeding on the ground with his arm angled unnaturally and part of a bone tore through his upper arm bleeding. Raja stood silent warily watching Vijay. Sharlene knew she had looked into the eyes of a killer who would have no remorse performing his duty if so ordered. She now knew Raja knew it as well.

Banking on the information Sajiv had told her, Sharlene talked to Vijay like a wayward servant.

“The Colonel and Sajiv will not be pleased when I tell them what you did. No one told you to beat up the teenager. I did not even tell you to beat up Raja. I told you to get him,” spitted out Sharlene.

“He stole Raja’s money,” replied Vijay calmly as if nothing had happened.

“My Dad’s money pays you to body guard me. You are mine. You did not follow my orders. What part of my order did you not understand? So what use are you to me,” said Sharlene.

Vijay did not react, did not explain, did not justify but just stood there waiting like a robot.

Breathing in several times in and out she began to think. She had helped her Dad with patients when visiting out of the way places more than once. She remembered how he talked to his helpers. Calm with authority. She glanced at the teenager whose blood was spilling out on the sidewalk. It meant he was alive.

“Vijay I want you to pick up that boy and take him to the clinic we just left, Dr. Musali can tell us where the local hospital is and maybe do some triage.”

Then she glanced at Raja, became intensely angry, and with a fierce gleam in her eyes looked back at Vijay. “Tell Raja to go to the car. If he gives you any trouble– KILL him.”

Raja eyes flew wide open with a kill order directed at him. Vijay’s face broke out into a toothy grin. In that moment, she knew Vijay had become her bodyguard and one that would kill without remorse or regard. The thought settled heavy in her being, but she pushed it aside since more pressing matters demanded attention.

Sharlene turned around wanting to cry and vomit but she knew to show any weakness would give Raja and Vijay an opportunity to try to dominate. She saw the driver standing beside the car shaking his head, phone in hand. As she walked away, she heard Vijay tell Raja “Pick up the boys legs.”

Calling out to the driver “Vijay beat Raja and a teenager. We need medical help immediately. Go into the clinic and see if Dr. Murali can help.”

Sharlene reached the clinic door with Raja, Vijay and the injured teenager in tow. Dr. Murali opened the door for them. Sharlene decided to stay outside and call Sajiv. The police would be notified and Sajiv knew how to handle those matters. Trouble had found Sharlene, but this time she corrected it. She knew her Dad had intentionally thrown her into the situation so she would know how dangerous India could become. Sharlene had learned she could handle it.

Feeling confident, Sharlene waited for Sajiv’s voice, “Sharlene, what happened?”

“As Dad predicted—trouble–, and I HANDLED Vijay and Raja, but not before they nearly beat a teenager to death. Get here. I am staying in India. Vijay obeyed me. Make sure you call Dad. It is a bloody mess.”

“Hmmm maybe we can use it on the college application as community activities. Do you have the packet?” said Sajiv.

“Not funny Sajiv and you owe me a dinner. This one without Dad—my kind of discipline,” said Sharlene.

“Sharlene do you have the packet?” asked Sajiv again.

“Yes Sajiv I have the packet,” replied Sharlene.

“Then welcome to India, Sharlene,” laughed Sajiv.

Sharlene shook her head and hung up the phone. Then Sharlene punched in the police number and went into the clinic to deal with the rest.

The Good Letter

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Dear Mary,

This is just a notification email to inform you that your book “The Grand New Delhi Escapade” has been featured in our weekly BSBRA Newsletter sent to over 40,000 publishing professionals each week. This is a dual language newsletter sent in Chinese and English in which we will be highlighting 2 international publishers who have books available for foreign rights purchase as well as a new section featuring the bestselling titles from SBPRA. Our hope is to get inquiries on your title for copyright negotiations or wholesale orders. We will keep you posted on the feedback we receive should there be serious buying intent shown. Once again thank you for your participation with BSBRA and we look forward to representing your titles abroad in the best light possible.

Please find attached a sample of the English version for your reference.

Best Regards,

Chris Pine
Best Selling Books Rights Agency
Publish on Demand Global

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