Friday, July 31, 2020

THE OBSERVER - His Eye is on The Sparrow

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THE OBSERVER – His Eye is on the Sparrow is a story told by three generations of women; Karina, Anna, and Karen. I was privileged to meet these women throughout my NaNoWriMo writing experience in November of 2019. 

Three women, yet two souls, share their experiences. The story begins with Karina in Bangalore, India. She makes the challenging move to Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada and is overjoyed when her daughter, Anna is born. 


Time passes and sadly, Karina dies. Three days after Karina’s death, Anna’s daughter, Karen is born. 


Anna realizes that Karen is her grandmother all over again. Is this possible? Certainly, Karen believes that it is.These three women bless us with their understanding, knowledge, and experience of the Christian and the Hindu religions. Each woman lives her own separate life; 

has her own personal struggles; yet family patterns repeat. 

Karen’s search for authenticity enriches the story and, yes, a beautiful love story is woven throughout the pages.



Below is the Amazon link.  THE OBSERVER - His Eye is on theSparrow is available exclusively on Amazon.   However, if you are a reader living in Elliot Lake, I do have a few copies of this book 
on hand.  Please just message me for your copy.


https://www.amazon.ca/OBSERVER-His-Eye-Sparrow/dp/B0857CFLVL/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=Audrey+Austin&qid=1596213613&s=books&sr=1-1


Here are some reviews received for The Observer - His Eye is on the Sparrow.  
Your review is most welcome on Amazon and on Goodreads.


Audrey, I wanted to tell you that I found your book, a good read.  First, that you set 
the book here in Elliot Lake, in the familiar, and also at the Yorkdale area, which is 
familiar, made for an immediate identification.  I've not experienced that before.

I love how you passed on the names between the generations of women.

And the story is so much one of a search for identity, the who am I, or
can I be both? 
I have just started reading a book called "White Fragility" about racism, 
and so the quest of your women to know who they are and what to believe,
is so timely in today's context, especially for people who come from 
mixed heritage.

And yet, can we be both Christian and Hindu?  And is God, the mysterious
one, beyond our total knowing, above, beyond the various creeds.  
Your book provokes deep thinking and reflection.  Thanks for writing it
and sharing it.

May we all continue to learn and grow in the spirit.

Rev. Cory Vermeer-Cuthbert


5.0 out of 5 stars A beautifully written story.
Reviewed in the United States on March 1, 2020
I purchased this for myself. It is an incredibly beautifully written story. I devoured this 
book in just over a day. Characters and story line would make a wonderful play in this
person's humble opinion. Well worth your time to read. Enjoy my fellow and lady
book worms. -- Chuck Forget.

Good morning...I just finished reading your book "The Eye is on the Sparrow". 
WOW!!!  You have awesome talent...A most enjoyable read...don't know how 
you do it..where your ideas come from and how you put them all in words...
incredible creative writing...thank you. -- Lucy Ann Spence

I'm grateful for a sweet little lady who penned a delightful, easy to read story, and is
responsible for the fact that I read an entire book.....in one week.....after many, MANY 
years of not reading. 

Thank you, my dear, sweet little lady and friend!!!.  Ann Foy.


Creative writing is my passion.  I love to write and I truly hope you enjoy reading 
my work.

THE OBSERVER - His Eye is on theSparrow is my most recent publication.  It joins 
many other publications --  short stories, novellas, poetry, personal growth guides, 
and, of course, novels.  

All my work is available for your reading pleasure exclusively on all Amazon sites.

Thanks for visiting my author's page at https://amazon.com/author/audreyaustin

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Friday, July 24, 2020

THE OBSERVER - His Eye is on The Sparrow

THE OBSERVER – His Eye is on the Sparrow is a story told by three generations of women; Karina, Anna, and Karen. I was privileged to meet these women throughout my NaNoWriMo writing experience in November of 2019. Three women, yet two souls, share their experiences. 

The story begins with Karina in Bangalore, India. She makes the challenging move to Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada and is overjoyed when her daughter, Anna is born. Time passes and sadly, Karina dies. Three days after Karina’s death, Anna’s daughter, Karen is born. Anna realizes that Karen is her grandmother all over again. Is this possible? Certainly, Karen believes that it is.

These three women bless us with their understanding, knowledge, and experience of the Christian and the Hindu religions. Each woman lives her own separate life; has her own personal struggles; yet family patterns repeat. 

Karen’s search for authenticity enriches the story and, yes, a beautiful love story is woven throughout the pages.

1https://www.amazon.ca/OBSERVER-His-Eye-Sparrow-ebook/dp/B0854BRFX8/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=Audrey+Austin&qid=1595638713&s=books&sr=1-1

Available exclusively on Amazon in both Kindle and Paperback formats.

Monday, July 20, 2020

SAMSON --- January 16, 2010 - July 6 - 2020

SAMSON

"Samson, Hebrew Shimshon, legendary Israelite warrior and judge, or divinely inspired leader, renowned for the prodigious strength that he derived from his uncut hair. He is portrayed in the biblical Book of Judges (chapters 13–16)".

My Samson was not so renowned as the powerfully strong leader after whom he was named.   But my Samson lived up to his name.  A very strong, often willful, little guy, he was a leader, and there is no question that he ruled our home.  My Sam ruled. 


My handsome Sam, always remembered with love.


Samson was born, I am told, January 16th, 2010.  Tri-coloured tan, brown, and white, male Chihuahua is what I read on the health record that arrived with him at my home.  I would describe him as black, tan, brown, and white; not that his colour was of great importance.  A very handsome young fellow he was and, for me, it was love at first sight.  Along with his sister, Princess Delilah, Samson was a beloved family member.

Despite my love for Samson, whose name was very soon shortened to Sam, I was the recipient of much baring of teeth, many growls and painful bites.  My Sam was not a happy puppy the day he arrived.

I was bitten so very often that, within a month of his arrival, I made the decision that Sam must be returned to the Manitoulin Rescue.  Once my decision was made, I began to cry and the tears would not stop.  He was my boy, and to give up on him was heart breaking.   I just could not do it.

His first visit to meet veterinarian, Dr. Wannan, informed me that my Sam had arthritis which was very painful and, for this reason, Metacam was prescribed.    I also learned that Sam was in need of some dental work.

Another appointment was made and on December 13, 2016 Sam was sedated.  The needed dental work was carried out.  Sam, throughout the three years he lived with me, was under the care of Dr. Wannan.   Sam was always on his best behaviour on these vet visits and, fortunately,  Dr. Wannan was never on the receiving end of a bite.

In fact, fortunately, no one but me and Brian was bitten.    Brian and Sam did not get along well in the earliest days.   Sam and I did not get along well either.  Unfortunately, Brian passed away August 29, 2017 and did not have the months and years with Sam as I did to witness the amazing transformation that took place within him.



Sam and Lila.  Sam  loved to show off his skill of sitting pretty. Such a clever boy!


Throughout the three short years that Sam and I shared, he experienced a few health concerns.   In May, 2018 Sam had difficulty urinating; often unable to urinate.  On May 15th, 2018 a Urinalysis was done by Dr. Wannan along with some radiology. Radiographs were done but nothing was discovered to explain Sam's problems.   In time, the issue corrected itself, and once again Sam was having no difficulty.

In October, 2018 Sam had another tooth removed; this time the tooth was hanging loose so it was not a major procedure as he experienced prior.    Again his teeth were cleaned and polished.

Sam always received his vaccinations and wonderful care from the Elliot Lake Animal Hospital, but his arthritis caused him great difficulty.  Sometimes his hind legs would just give up on him and he, for short periods of time, could not walk.   Despite his daily dose of Metacam, he was often in arthritic pain.

Usually this inability to walk would last for less then five minutes.   But in early 2020, Sam experienced a difficult time where his legs gave out and he was unable for several hours to stand.   

Health issues like this were the basis for his grumpiness and often he would feel growly.  He had me well trained and I knew that when my little guy felt under the weather what he most preferred was to be left alone.   I respected my little guy's wishes but my eye was always on him. 

Sam was never the pup to sit on my knee or to cuddle, but I was gifted by many displays of great affection from my boy.   I sat hands and knees on the floor, Sam loved to hide himself below me.   He would snuggle into me and sometimes I would even receive a kiss from him.  I always allowed Sam to be the initiator of these playful, affectionate times.

Sam loved to sit on his little sofa.  He would look at me.  I would blink my eyes and he would do the same.  I knew he was saying 'I love you too'.

Sam loved his bed & though the two beds were identical, he would often want the one that Lila chose.


Sam loved his sister, Princess Delilah, (Lila).   He would often cozy up to her, and with his little tongue he would clean Lila's ears.   They were always together.  They usually got along well but sometimes Sam would steal his sister's food so I had to keep a sharp eye on them at meal times.

Sam loved to run and play in the backyard.  As he became older, and not feeling well, he loved to sit on the cool grass.

Sam loved to lay on the cool grass.

I telephoned Dr. Wannan the evening of July 5th, 2020.  Sam was not well.  At first I thought it was the extreme heat that was getting him down.   He was vomiting.  He had diareah with some blood in the stool.   He lost his appetite and when he drank his water, he would soon spit it out again.   Sam was very lethargic and I grew concerned.  My life became a prayer and I was grateful to Facebook friends and family who, once again, kept my Sam in prayer.

The morning of Tuesday July 6th, 2020 an x-ray was taken, and when Dr. Wannan showed it to me, I cried.  I knew it was time to say good-bye to my good boy.  A large tumor filled his little tummy.  What pain he must have endured despite the daily Metacam treats. 

This type of stomach cancer is a silent killer.   By the time the symptoms appear it is too late to save the life of a little dog.  

What a brave, strong, and wonderful little fellow my Sam was.  To some, he may not have been thought of as a good boy, but to me, knowing how much his behaviour transformed over the three short years we shared together, he was my little angel; such a very good boy.

I learned so much from him.  And I loved him.  I love him still and I miss him.

He did not have the best life that every little dog deserves, but at least, thank God, his last three years were filled with love, care, and attention.  And to this he responded.  We grew to understand and to respect each other.  

Sam was only 10 1/2 years old when he made his trip to the rainbow bridge.   He left behind his sister, the lovely Princess Delilah.   And now my lovely Lila is the focus of my life.  But Sam will always be loved, always remembered with a smile, and always missed with a tear.   

My Sam was a Samson, strong; always wanting to be good but not always succeeding.  He left his mark.   If I could bring him back, I would.  But now I hold onto my faith and trust that my Sam is in a better place, finally free from all pain,   

Lila and Sam

Life is good and life goes on.

My beautiful Sam joins my adorable Dudley and my handsome Ki.

"Ki"

Dudley



Our four-legged friends deserve the best.   We have made them dependent upon us and it is up to us to give them the love, attention, and care that each one deserves.  They offer love, unconditional love; a kind of love of which humans are incapable.    Our four-legged friends are family.  It is up to us to respect them.  They touch our lives and change us forever.  It is never easy to say good-bye.  

Tuesday, July 7, 2020

Sir Samson: 2010 - 2020


Thank you to all who have kept my handsome Sam in prayer. This morning, with Dr. Wannan's caring assistance, my Sam had to leave us. My heart is broken. Lila & I will always remember him with great love and affection. He was my 'special needs' boy - often grumpy and growly - but much more often so very loving and protective. After his first month with me three years ago, I thought I would need to return him. Today I am grateful I kept him close, despite the growls and bites, because he has been an amazing teacher; a loving family member; and very protective of me. We grew to understand each other and together we experienced the true transformational power of love. He was my good boy. I love you forever and always, Sam.



Friday, July 3, 2020

The Strange New World In Which I Find Myself - 13

This is my thirteenth blog post since the commencement of self-isolation due to the Covid-19 pandemic.

Today is Friday, July 3rd, 2020.   I always like to say or type the numbers 2020 because these numbers automatically cause me to think of the words, 'clear vision'.

I would like to say I have clear vision, however, if I am truthful, I'm feeling quite confused when it comes to Covid-19, my self-isolation, and my life as I am living it in this moment.  I am in no hurry to leave home.  I just do not feel quite ready.   I question myself as to whether I am being an extremist.  I'm not sure.

To date there have been 10.9 million confirmed cases globally; 105,000 confirmed cases in Canada; 35,535 confirmed cases in Ontario; and to my knowledge the number of confirmed cases in my small town of Elliot Lake remains at zero.

We are doing well here in Canada and in my home province.  I am proud to be Canadian.  As I understand it, the number of cases has flatlined and each new day there is a decline in the number of new cases.    I am very grateful for the leadership we receive federally, provincially, and locally.    

Where I feel alarm is when I hear the statistics reported regarding our neighbour south of us.  I'm not surprised that the number of confirmed cases in the U.S. has reached 2.8 million.  Nor am I surprised to learn that their number of confirmed cases is on the rise.   I'm not surprised because, from what I can understand, they lack leadership.   I can only hope and pray that the border between our countries remains closed until the situation in the U.S. shows some evidence of  improvement.

I have been singing my way throughout the pandemic.  To date I have recorded more than 200 old songs and favourite old hymns.   I've encouraged friends to join SingSnap.  It's free and it's fun.  A few times I've posted on Facebook my 'Song for Sunday'.    I don't pretend to be a 'singer' but I do love to sing.  And I encourage all my friends to do what they love.  Life is short.  The older I become the more my awareness of this simple fact heightens.

I am also continuing on-line studies through Udemy.  I hope to make good use of the knowledge gained through these courses in my work once my life returns to some semblance of normal.

Because we are handling the Covid-19 pandemic so well here in Elliot Lake, I've felt comfortable loosening the reins on my actions a little.  I've enjoyed the visits by clergy, by family, and by very close friends.  And, of course, my best friend, Chuck, is here daily. I can't say enough about how helpful and inspirational he is in my life.   He's my personal "Mr.  Fix-it"  and my personal "Mr. Positive".    I don't know what I'd do without this loving man in my life.  Thank you for being who you are, Chuck. 

I continue to feel grateful and appreciative of the City of Elliot Lake's Age-Friendly grocery shopping and delivery service.   I have not seen the inside of a store of any description since back in March.

Later on today I will venture into town and into a shop for the first time.    I haven't even been into town in weeks so I'm left wondering, do I wear a mask?   Will there be any problem with social distancing?

Simultaneously, since I understand there are no Covid-19 cases in our little Elliot Lake, I am forced to ask myself why I feel the need to ask the questions?       

In addition to pandemic concerns, I'm bothered very much by the extreme heat we are experiencing these past few days.   Unfortunately, I'm allergic to air conditioning.  Even though I have two fans operating I still feel the humidity in the house.   I'm very grateful for the slightest breeze when I venture out onto my front porch or onto the deck in the backyard.

I think next year, allergy or not, I may need to consider the prospect of having air conditioning installed.

I've done very little creative writing throughout the pandemic however I look forward to NaNoWriMo again in November.  I've already begun just a little bit of characterization and I have thought a little bit about the setting for the novel I plan to write in 2020.

Thank you to everyone who has purchased a copy of my latest novel, The Observer - His Eye is on the Sparrow.   And special thanks for the complimentary and positive feedback I have received from several of my readers.

I had originally planned a Book Launch Bash to introduce this book July 10th.  Of course, this big bash will not be happening.  In anticipation of it, I did purchase several copies for resale at the launch.    Thanks to all who have bought a copy.  I still have some copies on  hand here at home.  I sell all my books on Amazon and don't usually try to make sales personally here in town.  But this year it is an exception.   I hope you will want a copy, and if you do, please just contact me and we can arrange for pick up or delivery.  Much appreciated, thank you.




Throughout this period of isolation I've felt very grateful for my home, my front porch, and my backyard.       And I am, as always, grateful for my caring, supportive friends and family.

I still plan to offer a 'Getting High On Life" workshop for women.  The topics will be Emotional Healing and Being Authentic.  The proposed date is September 21st, 2020 and our location will once again be the meeting room at our local library.     I truly hope life will allow this workshop to go forward, and I look forward to seeing you there.




Life is good and life goes on.   My Sam & Lila are doing well, even throughout this heat wave. They spend most of their time sleeping when they are not on the front porch barking at all who dare to pass.   How dare other dogs walk on their sidewalk?   Sam and Lila are little handfuls.  They are now half-way to their eleventh birthdays.   I cherish the time we spend together and I'd be lost without them.

When the time is right, and I hope it will be soon, personal counseling will continue.  Love and light to my current clients.  I have missed  you.




I hope all who read this are doing okay; dealing positively with this strange new world in which we find ourselves.

I believe this 'time out' from our regular busy lives does offer each one of us the opportunity to truly find ourselves; to make decisions and choices.   Which behaviours and actions will we choose to keep post-covid-19, and which will we be able to let go?   I am learning much about myself in this strange new world and I feel grateful for the up-side of these challenging weeks.

Thanks once again for listening to my rambling.

I love you all.

Audrey.  






ABUNDANCE - a short story - Free Sunday, July 5th in the Kindle Store

Ellen is distraught. Financial worry and loneliness are making her frantic. When Jethro Tunkel arrives at her backyard gate she is puzzled and fearful but not for long. Ellen does not realize it but with Jethro comes abundance. If you enjoy this short story you will love my novel titled "Ellen and The Hummingtree"


Abundance - a short story - is free in the Kindle Store for your reading pleasure on Sunday, July 5, 2020.


Thanks for visiting my author's page at https://amazon.com/author/audreyaustin        and thank you very much for your positive reviews.

Thursday, June 18, 2020

REAWAKENING - exclusively on Amazon - Paperback, Kindle, and Audiobook

About Reawakening:
Unlike many of their acquaintances they stayed in love and they stayed married for many years. Jim was now an old man, even by earth’s standards, when he suffered the fatal coronary. He left his young wife a childless widow. She mourned. She grieved. She never remarried. Jim was her only love. Linda grew old as her husband before her had grown old. She died a peaceful death.
And then it happened . . .
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Publisher's Review:
Every now and then a manuscript comes across my desk that completely captivates me. Austin has reached inside the human heart and removed all boundaries pertaining to everlasting love . . . and her ability to play with the English language successfully is astounding.
Austin’s Reawakening is a must-read. It will take you into a land not far from your heart and bring you back to earth again - believing that all things are possible with love and hope.
Maggie Kirton
Executive Director
Wynterblue Publishing
REAWAKENING is a novel that reveals itself in a place called Notsew. Here is a story that takes the reader on a journey, along with the story's characters, far from earth.
In this place called Notsew the powers that be have great curiosity. They want to learn more about why human beings do the things they do and mostly they want to learn about some strange phenomena best described as emotion.
The story's characters find themselves unwilling participants in an experiment.
I dedicated this story to my dear sister, Muriel, because she just loved it. Of all the things I had written this was her favourite. And though my sister is now also far from earth the love we shared continues to make me feel as close to her as ever.Although I didn't know it at the time I wrote Reawakening, I believe there were greater forces at work.
Why do I think this? Because the love my sister & I continue to share is the kind of love shared by the characters in this story. Nothing and no one - not even death - can lessen the power of love.
Beautiful cover design is by https://yuneekpix.com
REAWAKENING is available in paperback, kindle, and in audio book format. https://www.amazon.com/…/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_hsch_vapi_tkin_p…
If you like science fiction and can't say no to a love story, you will love REAWAKENING.
My Amazon author's page is found at https://amazon.com/author/audreyaustin

Tuesday, June 16, 2020

No Mercy For Magdalena - a short story is free in the Kindle Store, Sunday, June 21st and Sunday, June 28th

Magdalena Macaire lives with her family in Greektown which is in the east end of Toronto, Canada. In her short life she has known nothing but violence. 

It's time for celebration. With her friend, Katie, she attends A Taste of The Danforth. There the girls meet local hoodlum, Andreas Christakos, and his buddies. 

Magdalena accepts a ride with these boys. Will she be driven to murder?


No Mercy For Magdalena - a short story - free for your reading pleasure this Sunday, June 21st, and again on Sunday, June 28th, in the Kindle Store.

You do not need a Kindle Reader to read Kindle books.  There is an app to easily download.

Check it out at https://www.amazon.ca/NO-MERCY-MAGDALENA-Short-Stories-ebook/dp/B00FZ338W4/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=no+mercy+for+magdalena&qid=1592327118&s=books&sr=1-1

For more short stories, novellas, or novels, check out my author's page at https://amazon.com/author/audreyaustin 

Sunday, June 7, 2020

The Strange New World In Which I Find Myself - 12

This is my twelfth blog post regarding my life in isolation due to the Covid-19 pandemic.  Today is June 7th, 2020, and it's a very cool  Sunday morning.  

I sometimes find it difficult to pinpoint exactly how I am feeling in these days of Covid-19.   I confess that, as time goes by, I believe I have named these blog posts well.  I truly do feel that I am living in a very strange new world.

As I continue to hunker down in my home, appreciating the age-friendly food delivery and shopping service; seeing no one but my best friend, Chuck; my over-the-back-fence good neighbour and friend, Michelle; and a couple of very short socially distanced visits with my daughter, Susan, I am forced to wonder if I am being sensible, or if I am being an extremist.

I watch the news on T.V.  I see the protest marches taking place throughout the world with the message to stop police brutality and that black lives matter.   I agree with all that the protesters have to say.   Thankfully we live in a world where peaceful protest is permitted.  Of course, black lives matter.   All lives matter.  

Confusion reigns in my heart though because, while so many of us are staying home to help prevent the spread of Covid-19, thousands of people are marching, gathering together by the thousands with no social distancing.   I support the important cause.  I am simply baffled by the timing of it all.   I pray we won't witness a large spike in the number of cases.  I pray my time of staying at home won't be lengthened because of a potential spike.

As of today, I understand there are globally 6,916,233 confirmed cases of Covid-19.  In Canada the number of confirmed cases is 95,057; in Ontario there are 30,202. As far as I know, there are still only three confirmed cases in our small town of Elliot Lake, Ontario.

On the home front, I am very happy that my back yard fence is being completed as I type.  The old fence had certainly seen better days.    Once the fencing is complete I can look forward to planting some lilac trees along the fence line.

My loving, best friend, Chuck arrived this morning, and his timing was perfect because somehow, and I have no idea how, the railing on my front porch steps was broken.  Not just a pretty face, Chuck is an amazingly talented man when it comes to fixing things.   I call him my personal fix-up man and I am grateful.  He was able to repair the railing; continued to make a repair on my front flower bed's border; and then dug out the undergrowth beneath the pretty ornamental tree on my front lawn.   What a treasure he is!

At the same time, I told him that I chose the wrong time to attempt to write a blog post.  He is expecting to see me mention the number of interruptions I experienced in my writing this morning.   I don't know about other writers, but as for me, I easily lose my writing focus.  Thank you for all you do, Chuck, but remind me to not try to write when you are around in future.   

I look forward to our visit together this afternoon and I hope the weather will warm up so we can enjoy the front porch.   Until the fencing is complete I am keeping Sam and Lila, my Chihuahua handfuls, out of the backyard.   I am grateful they are paper-trained but I know they are having a hard time trying to understand why I am not letting them out into the yard to play and to do their business.  

I am continuing with my Udemy on-line course titled Shamanic Life Coach; three sections yet to complete.    I continue to sing my way through this pandemic and now have recorded more than two hundred songs; mostly old hymns and the golden oldies.   

I was beginning to truly hate the Birch tree in my neighbour's yard because of the mess she continually was making on my back deck.   My hatred was not accomplishing anything except to make me feel upset.   So one morning just a few days ago, I made the decision to pray for the Birch tree.   

I haven't had any mess on my back deck since I began keeping this tree in prayer.  Believe it or not, this is the truth.   Thank you for praying for my neighbour's Birch tree.  I believe in the power of prayer, always have, and don't know why I allowed hatred to find a place in my heart.
   
The more I hated the tree, the more mess I had on my deck.   And it hurt me to hate the tree because I am a tree lover.   I don't know why I left prayer my last option when, in my heart, I know it can always be my first.

In these difficult days of unrest throughout the world, I do pray.  I pray for understanding, tolerance among all people in our world.  I pray for our leaders.   I pray for an end to the impact Covid-19 is having on us.    I pray for peace.  Black lives matter!  All lives matter!

Thanks for listening to my rambling again.


I love you all.



Audrey.  




I hope I will soon be able to safely resume working together with counseling clients.


Our Getting High On Life Workshop for Women, with the focus on Emotional Healing and on Being Authentic, is planned to take place in the meeting room of our local public library 
on the afternoon of Monday, September 21st.   
I hope to see you there.




Wednesday, June 3, 2020

Top international reviews


titch
5.0 out of 5 stars love it
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5.0 out of 5 stars OMG!!!
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Even before she is born she hears and feels the violence in the home. Being witness to her mother's abuse is more than she can bear. She finds comfort in emotional eating. Food is her best friend. When he turns from his wife to his daughter she experiences pain beyond endurance. Murder is the only escape from his incestuous destruction .

Shattered and Beaten - a short story is free for your reading pleasure Sunday, June 7th, in the Kindle Store.   Kindle books can be read on any device if you download the free kindle app.

Thanks for your positive review of my short stories, novellas, and novels, on both Amazon and on Goodreads. 

Visit my author's page at https://amazon.com/author/audreyaustin