tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22499666229630754922024-03-13T14:20:01.284+01:00Natascha's PlaceNataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.comBlogger90125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-10054208588711345282011-05-24T16:59:00.000+02:002011-05-24T16:59:44.354+02:00Daydreaming<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OtUBeZlrEko/TdvCk7elbNI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kFRfXXjWMIo/s1600/daydreaming_chippendales.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OtUBeZlrEko/TdvCk7elbNI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kFRfXXjWMIo/s1600/daydreaming_chippendales.jpg" t8="true" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">I am a total nutcase for youtube (as you all might have caught up on from my musical monday feature) and today I was daydreaming a bit. I sometimes allow myself to do so and this time - I think it was a number on the radio - that got me remembering the Chippendale shows I've been to. So I went in search for some video's on youtube and found this one and can I say hubba hubba!!!!</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I forgot how totally gorgeous the Chips were during their European leg of their tour in 1999-2000. Ofcourse me being me had to check and see if their was any info on the internet on the one I liked best, just to see what he was doing these days and - hmmmm - let's say, some things are best left in the past.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So here's to our hug, may it stay forever locked in my memory of 1999.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Love,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">This is one of my favourite songs, I can't hear it enough! Sing at the top of your lungs, you know that you know the lyrics ;-)</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><strong>Lady Antebellum - Need you now</strong></u><br />
Picture perfect memories, scattered all around the floor<br />
Reaching for the phone cause, I can't fight it any more<br />
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind<br />
For me it happens all the time<br />
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It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now<br />
I said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now<br />
And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now<br />
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Another shot of whiskey, can't stop looking at the door<br />
Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before<br />
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind<br />
For me it happens all the time<br />
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It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now<br />
I said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now<br />
And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now<br />
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I guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all<br />
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It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now<br />
And I said I wouldn't call, but I'm a little drunk and I need you now<br />
And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now<br />
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I just need you now<br />
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Oh baby I need you now</div></div></div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-63434424387453493682011-05-20T14:00:00.009+02:002011-05-20T14:00:13.664+02:00Sloan Parker - Breathe<div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><u>Warning: </u></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong>This blogpost contains links to adult material and sexual situations not suitable for reading by minors.</strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>The internet is a funny thing, from one link you get to another and then another and another, sometimes you get so tangled up in it that you haven''t a clue how you got somewhere, but when you come across books like these, you don't really care how you got there, you're just glad that you did!_________________________<br />
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Length: Novel Plus, 97,841 words, 234 pages (in PDF format)<br />
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Genre: LGBT Romantic Suspense (m/m)<br />
Publisher: Loose Id<br />
Cover Artist: Valerie Tibbs<br />
Format: e-book<br />
ISBN: 978-1-60737-890-7<br />
ASIN: B004ISLQCG<br />
Published: November 16, 2010<br />
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<strong><em><u>Synopsis</u></em></strong> <br />
Lincoln McCaw lost everything — his home, his job, his partner — after he caused a fatal accident. A year later, he’s drowning the guilt and despair in whiskey, but he needs to move on. His sister and her kids are counting on him. Then he meets a man who ignites a passion Lincoln thought he’d never find. Too bad one night is all they can have together. Now he needs to figure out how to turn away from the only person who makes him feel alive…before whoever is sending him threats decides Lincoln needs to suffer more than he already has.<br />
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Jay Miller is surrounded by grief and misery until he finally gives in to all those years of sexual fantasies about being with another guy. Realizing he’s ended up in the arms of the man who caused his wife’s accident, he tries to pull away. But can he give up a friendship he needs more than anything — a friendship and a love that could save him? Or will someone else destroy it all?<br />
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I have to say a round of applause for Valerie Tibbs, I just love this cover!<br />
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If you want to read an excerpt of Breathe ~ <a href="http://www.sloanparker.com/books-Breathe-excerpt.htm">click here</a> ~<br />
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<em><strong>ABOUT THE AUTHOR</strong></em><br />
Sloan Parker, author of m/m erotic romances and romantic suspense, loves to explore the lives of people who are growing as individuals while falling in love. Her novel MORE is the 2011 EPIC eBook Award Winner for Mystery, Suspense, and/or Adventure Erotic Romance and Winner of the 2010 Rainbow Award for Best Gay Contemporary Romance.<br />
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Sloan enjoys writing in the fictional world because in fiction you can be anything, do anything...even fall in love for the first time over and over again. She lives in northern Ohio with her longtime partner and their three neurotic cats.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">If you want to know more about Sloan Parker visit her website at: </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.sloanparker.com/index.htm">Sloan Parker - Author of Gay Romance</a></div><br />
Have a great day!!!!<br />
Hugs<br />
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<strong><em><u><span style="font-size: large;">AJAX - CHAMPION</span></u></em></strong><br />
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Ahhhh the blishfull normalcy has returned to footballers-world in the Netherlands. Last Sunday my team, whom I kept supporting through the good, the bad and the ugly has once more reached the top of the premier league in the Netherlands. AJAX ftw and in a face to face dual they won from their equals throughout the year FC Twente. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">3-1 *sigh* how lovely a feeling it was when I heard they finally scored their third goal only 15 minutes till game-time was over. It wouldn't have been enough for Ajax if they would have played a draw and though 2 goals in difference wasn't a sure win 15 minutes before the last whistle was blown, it gave us at least the certainty that one goal for the other team didn't make them champion.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I remember sitting on the couch at my parents place, listening to the game on the radio with my dad and when that final whistle came we both cheered so loud that their deaf neighbours must have heard us.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><u>This is what it was all about:</u></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Isn't it a lovely sight? To me at the moment it still seems like heaven!!!! My team was back on the top spot and not for the first time, oh no, for the 30th time!!!! For a long while it seemed that 29th win was cursed, they were just not allowed to hit 30 but this year, despite all the rumouring and bad press we came back on track and made it to that number 1 spot. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Guys - you're the team!!!!! Congratulations to you all and thank you for your great football, up to next year and ofcourse good luck in the Champions League!!!!! It will serve me and my dad great evenings of watching and following you to hopefulle a repeatance of the 1995 victory! A girl can always dream right?!!!!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>Love and support you always,</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-41454475043295695062011-05-17T14:00:00.024+02:002011-05-17T21:23:42.551+02:00I'm back....<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Hello blogpeeps,</div><br />
I’ve been away from blog-land for a while, couldn’t find the time to commit to blogging on a weekly base, part of it, because real-life stuff had me caught up in spending most of my time and energy away from keyboard, and partly because I wasn’t sure how to fill in my blog, which posts to post, or which ones to write.<br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c43-r1iyzvM/TdGC8roVyZI/AAAAAAAAAmE/0tWWHajmvwQ/s1600/pets.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="244" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c43-r1iyzvM/TdGC8roVyZI/AAAAAAAAAmE/0tWWHajmvwQ/s320/pets.jpg" width="320" /></a>However, I found it should be a part of my little world - on the big world-wide-web – and that entails a lot. I’m creative – as well in the knitting, embroidery, card-making area, as in the writing area; I’m an avid reader and reviewer of the romance-fiction; and my Yorkshizer: Bodhi Diablo, and my alpha cats: Ash and Simi are a huge part of my life too; my alter-ega’s on the MMORPH World of Warcraft, demand their time and I also like spending time with my family and friends, music and at work too!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div>So that’s my life in a nutshell but I’m more and more longing to hit the keyboard and type up small parts of my life in a blog-style, posts can vary in subjects and whatever is on my mind will show. <br />
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I hope you’ll all enjoy reading up on my life – often with a hint of self-mockery and a huge wink to the subject at hand, sometimes on a more serious or frivolous note.<br />
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<strong><u><em>Following myself....</em></u></strong><br />
You might think, why on earth is she following herselve but apparently it's good luck in doing so - or so it has been whispered in my ear. And I think everybody can use some good luck in their life so figured why not give it a try ;-).<br />
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<strong><em><u>Now for the update on my 'reading now gadget'….</u></em></strong><br />
It’s my sisters doing… I am not one who will most likely pick up gay-romance, but I’ve been hearing people talk about it and it seems so much of an enjoyment for them that I’ve been playing with the idea of reading a novel in this genre. My sister was here over a week ago and brought me a book by Steve Kluger – Almost Like Being In Love, which she thought I would enjoy, so tonight I’m going to give it the good old college try and will let you all know how I get by on that!<br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ve2auvAGgk/TdGEKz0MINI/AAAAAAAAAmI/nhAv2Om08dc/s1600/loempia.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="149" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ve2auvAGgk/TdGEKz0MINI/AAAAAAAAAmI/nhAv2Om08dc/s200/loempia.bmp" width="200" /></a><u><strong><em>On another note:</em> </strong></u></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Craving Chinese food at the moment. For those who didn’t already know, I’m on a low-carb diet, started April 9th, 2011 and lost about 10kg’s – still a long way to go. A few weeks back had a desperate craving for veal-croquettes (an unhealthy but oh so delicious snackfood snack in the Netherlands), it has passed, but now all I can smell, taste and see in front of me are egg-rolls. I promised myself a big egg-roll when I lost 20kg’s so I’m half-way there and trust me when I say I CAN’T WAIT!!!!! However hopefully it will still taste as good as I remember, my taste-buds haven't been the same since I'm on this diet, not for the worse, but certain flavours are just different now *sigh*.</div><br />
Simi is seeking some very much needed attention - that it has been raining all day and he has been in-house bound, being a bit of a teasing cat, stepping on my keyboard and sitting in front of my pc-screen, so I’m heading off, but will post again very soon!<br />
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Bye bye for now,<br />
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Hugs<br />
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</div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-9873651390599177402011-05-16T20:58:00.001+02:002011-05-17T21:24:44.710+02:00Musical Monday...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">At the moment I feel we (the Netherlands) have been cheated out of an admission to the finals of the Eurovisionn Songfestival. When you see which countries did make it... Doesn't anybody know what the original Eurovision Songfestival was all about? It seems lately it's not about the quality of songs anymore, but those who win are the one's who act as strange and as ridiculous as possible on stage. For me the semi-finals are more the atmosphere and quality of the Eurovision Songfestival, than the actual finals.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I used to love watching the Eurovision Songfestival, but nowadays I don't even bother to stay at home and if I am at home, I'm preferring to watch something else, it's a shame really.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But herewith, in my own world, I want to honor those who were send out from The Netherlands to represent us in the Eurovision Songfestival, and to me they are top notch. Well done lads, you can be proud of yourselves and keep your heads held up high!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">*** ROUND OF APPLAUSE ***</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><strong>3J's - Never Alone</strong></u><br />
Awake your heart<br />
You fear it but we'll make a start<br />
Seems like the wind just blows your way<br />
With clouds full of rain<br />
And you hide... because the world ain't right<br />
Know that your cold and hurting soul<br />
Is never alone<br />
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Don't waste your time<br />
Just lift your mind<br />
Imagination comes alive<br />
Now you know that I'll be by your side<br />
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Feel the rising hope<br />
And the sky will open<br />
Take my hand don't stall have faith<br />
Though the road is long<br />
There are golden gardens<br />
At the sweet end of your trail<br />
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Lay down now<br />
I'll ease your heart, erase your frown<br />
To light up the darkness in your dreams<br />
I will be here<br />
And we'll find, the freedom you left behind<br />
Capture the sun, the source, it shone<br />
You were never alone<br />
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Don't waste your time<br />
Just lift your mind<br />
Imagination comes alive<br />
Now you know that I'll be by your side<br />
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Feel the rising hope<br />
And the sky will open<br />
Take my hand don't stall have faith<br />
Though the road is long<br />
There are golden gardens<br />
At the sweet end of your trail <br />
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Though the road is long<br />
There are golden gardens<br />
At the sweet end of your trail <br />
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At the sweet end of your trail</div></div></div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-11594311424333739862011-04-04T11:05:00.008+02:002011-04-04T11:05:00.748+02:00Musical Monday...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">At the moment I feel this need to just stick out my tongue to those in highschool who were teasing me so much for enjoying Take That's music. They splitt up in 1996 but have been back together for a while now, and with songs like this, who could blame me for liking them so much????</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And yes, they are singing live...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><strong>Take That - The Flood</strong></u><br />
Standing, on the edge of forever<br />
At the start of whatever<br />
Shouting love at the world<br />
Back then, we were like cavemen<br />
We’d beam at the moon and the stars<br />
Then we forgave them<br />
<br />
We will meet you where the lights are<br />
The defenders, of the faith we are<br />
Where the thunder turns around<br />
They’ll run so hard, we’ll tear the ground away<br />
<br />
You know no one dies, <br />
In these love town lies<br />
Through our love drowned eyes<br />
We’ll watch you sleep tonight<br />
<br />
Although no one understood<br />
We were holding back the flood<br />
Learning how to dance the rain<br />
We were holding back the flood<br />
They said we’d never dance again<br />
<br />
Bleeding, but none of us leaving<br />
Watch your mouth son<br />
Or you’ll find yourself floating home<br />
Here we come now, on a dark star<br />
Seeing demons, not what we are<br />
Tiny minds and eager hands<br />
Will try to strike, but now will end today<br />
<br />
There’s progress now<br />
Where there once was none<br />
Where there once was none<br />
Then everything came along<br />
<br />
Although no one understood<br />
We were holding back the flood<br />
Learning how to dance the rain<br />
There was more of them than us<br />
Now they’ll never dance again<br />
<br />
Although no one understood<br />
There was more of them than us<br />
Learning how to dance the rain<br />
We were holding back the flood<br />
They said we’d never dance again<br />
<br />
We will meet you, where the lights are<br />
The defenders, of the faith we are<br />
Where the thunder turns around<br />
They’ll run so hard, we’ll tear the ground away<br />
<br />
Although no one understood<br />
There was more of them than us<br />
Learning how to dance the rain<br />
There was more of them than us<br />
Now they’ll never dance again<br />
<br />
Now we’ll never dance again<br />
<br />
Oh ahh, oh ahh<br />
Oh ahh, oh ahh<br />
Oh aah, oh ahh </div></div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-70412283576404632742011-03-28T11:05:00.002+02:002011-03-28T11:05:00.469+02:00Musical Monday...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Those who know me, know I absolutely love to sing - not good I might add but that's not the point - although my neighbours might disagree on that last remark mwoahahahahaha. But no matter how I try this song is just twisted, it's so stranglysang that my tongue gets in a twist everytime I try, but by god, if it takes me the rest of my life.... I WILL be able to sing this song along just once, without tripping on my own tongue...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><strong>Coldplay - Viva La Vida</strong></u><br />
I used to rule the world<br />
Seas would rise when I gave the word<br />
Now in the morning I sleep alone<br />
Sweep the streets I used to own<br />
<br />
I used to roll the dice<br />
Feel the fear in my enemies' eyes<br />
Listen as the crowd would sing<br />
"Now the old king is dead, long live the king!"<br />
<br />
One minute I held the key<br />
Next the walls were closed on me<br />
And I discovered that my castle stands<br />
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand<br />
<br />
I hear Jerusalem bells a'ringing<br />
Roman cavalry choirs are singing<br />
Be my mirror, my sword and shield<br />
My missionaries in a foreign field<br />
<br />
For some reason I can't explain<br />
Once you'd gone it was never<br />
Never an honest word<br />
That was when I ruled the world<br />
<br />
It was the wicked and wild wind<br />
Blew down the doors to let me in<br />
Shattered windows and the sound of drums<br />
People couldn't believe what I'd become<br />
<br />
Revolutionaries wait<br />
For my head on a silver plate<br />
Just a puppet on a lonely string<br />
Oh...who would ever wanna be king<br />
<br />
I hear Jerusalem bells were ringing<br />
Roman Cavalry choirs were singing<br />
Be my mirror, my sword and shield<br />
My missionaries in a foreign field<br />
<br />
For some reason I can't explain<br />
I know St. Peter won't call my name<br />
Never an honest word<br />
But that was when I ruled the world<br />
<br />
Whoaaa<br />
<br />
(Whoa) hear Jerusalem bells were ringing<br />
(Whoa) Roman Cavalry choirs were singing<br />
(Whoa) be my mirror, my sword and shield<br />
(Whoa) my missionaries in a foreign field<br />
(Whoa) for some reason I can't explain<br />
(Whoa) I know St. Peter won't call my name<br />
Never an honest word<br />
But that was when I ruled the world<br />
<br />
Oooh ooooh oooh ooooh <br />
<br />
</div></div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-54750328518945609182011-03-24T20:43:00.003+01:002011-04-02T19:16:38.849+02:00In Loving Memory - Joanna Koopmans<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5EhcV7B9WKo/TYubLiPeMhI/AAAAAAAAAlY/dzk49XdzY0w/s1600/joanna_koopmans_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5EhcV7B9WKo/TYubLiPeMhI/AAAAAAAAAlY/dzk49XdzY0w/s1600/joanna_koopmans_blog.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><em><u><strong>Joanna Koopmans - van Hal</strong></u></em></span><br />
<br />
<br />
<em><span style="color: #274e13;">******</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #274e13;">There is no night without a dawning, </span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #274e13;"></span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #274e13;">No winter without a spring, </span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #274e13;">And beyond the dark horizon, </span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #274e13;">Our hearts will once more sing.... </span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #274e13;">For those who leave us for a while, </span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #274e13;">Have only gone away, </span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #274e13;">Out of a restless, care worn world, </span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #274e13;">Into a brighter day....</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;">******</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;">With utter shock and still in total disbelieve, I found out today that someone I hold close to my heart has passed away. Were we people who had weekly contact, no, but she was the person through whom I started my spiritual journey. She was this mother of all mothers with so much love, compassion and strength to give out into the world. Always there for everybody and anybody, no judgements, no prejudice, she just simply was.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;"></span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;">Her life was not easy for her, but the beautiful spiritual gift she had within herself and shared with many around, was shining brightly to all who were willing to receive. She was one of those rare stars that brightened up a dark night.</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;"></span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VXQPiIWOMUk/TYueILtiAZI/AAAAAAAAAlg/_YAfb2jtz78/s1600/star1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VXQPiIWOMUk/TYueILtiAZI/AAAAAAAAAlg/_YAfb2jtz78/s1600/star1.jpg" /></span></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;">I'm going to light a candle tonight and burn some incense that is uniquely attached to her, to honor her life and send her my love to wherever she may be now. I know she is in a better, brighter and more loving place now. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;"></span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;">My thoughts and prayers go out to her loved one's: family, friends, customers and to all those who she was able to help out in her life and miss her tremendously.</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;"></span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;">Rest In Peace, dear Joanna, I will miss you!</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;"></span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;">With love,</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;"></span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;">Natascha</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;"></span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-es18g2PT1VQ/TYubHNoy9GI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/LJWhl1Ouy0s/s1600/candle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-es18g2PT1VQ/TYubHNoy9GI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/LJWhl1Ouy0s/s1600/candle.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-79623655979256577472011-03-21T11:05:00.008+01:002011-03-21T11:05:00.509+01:00Musical Monday...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>In Loving Memory...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>Today's musical choice is an ode to a Rocker at heart...</em></span></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><em>In his honor tune up the volumn and listen to this great song!!!!!</em><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><strong>Gary Moore & the Midnight Bluesband - The Messiah Will Come Again</strong></u></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Totally in quitar-play...</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div></div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-28654559439422466522011-03-07T11:05:00.000+01:002011-03-07T11:05:00.588+01:00Musical Monday...<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><u>LYRICS When The Heart Is Connected - K-Otic</u></em></strong><br />
In this world of illusions<br />
Nothing stays the same<br />
In the land of confusion<br />
The heart is not to blame<br />
<br />
When the dreams turned to sorrow<br />
And the hero walks away<br />
There’s a reason why he’s leaving<br />
There’s a reason why you stay<br />
<br />
When your heart is connected<br />
The writings on the wall<br />
You’re always protected<br />
Love will never ever stall<br />
<br />
Call on emotions<br />
And place them in my hands<br />
When your heart is connected<br />
Love will stay the same<br />
<br />
When you walk disillusioned<br />
Down the highway of hope<br />
Blinded by the shadows <br />
running out of rope<br />
<br />
So you can't make decisions <br />
you let them slip away<br />
There’s a reason why he’s leaving<br />
There’s a reason why I stay<br />
<br />
When your heart is connected<br />
The writings on the wall<br />
You’re always protected<br />
And love will never ever stall<br />
<br />
Call on emotions<br />
You place them in my hands<br />
When your heart is connected<br />
Love will stay the same<br />
<br />
In this world of illusions<br />
The hero walks away<br />
There’s a reason why he’s leaving<br />
There’s a reason why you stay<br />
<br />
When your heart is connected<br />
The writings on the wall<br />
You’re always protected<br />
And love will never ever stall<br />
<br />
Call on emotions<br />
You place them in my hands<br />
When your heart is connected<br />
Love will stay the same<br />
<br />
When your heart is connected<br />
The writings on the wall<br />
You’re always protected<br />
Love will never ever stall<br />
<br />
Call on emotions<br />
You place them in my hands<br />
When your heart is connected<br />
Love will stay the same<br />
<br />
</div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-28498567491936047582011-02-28T11:05:00.001+01:002011-02-28T11:05:00.747+01:00Musical Monday...<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><u>LYRICS Alone Without You - Mark Owen</u></em></strong><br />
I listened to your album<br />
And I watched your favourite film,<br />
Hey hey hey,<br />
I missed you today,<br />
<br />
I read those early letters<br />
That were filled with early dreams,<br />
Some of them materialised,<br />
Others never seen,<br />
We used to watch the world walking by<br />
<br />
The truth is you're not here,<br />
Here I am, I'm screwed up again,<br />
No matter what, which way I turn,<br />
How am I feeling, slowly bleeding here for you,<br />
And spending time with hope<br />
And I don't know why it is,<br />
It's just the way it is<br />
<br />
What am I to say,<br />
What am I to do,<br />
What am I, alone without you<br />
What am I to say,<br />
What am I to do,<br />
What am I, alone without you<br />
<br />
I made your favourite dinner,<br />
And I wore the shirts you loved,<br />
Hey hey hey,<br />
Just in case you came<br />
<br />
Friends still ask about you,<br />
And I say that you're just fine,<br />
And have you seen the world walking by?<br />
The truth is you're not here,<br />
<br />
Here I am, I'm screwed up again,<br />
No matter what, which way I turn,<br />
How am I feeling, slowly bleeding here for you,<br />
And spending time with hope<br />
And I don't know why it is,<br />
It's just the way it is<br />
<br />
What am I to say,<br />
What am I to do,<br />
What am I, alone without you<br />
What am I to say,<br />
What am I to do,<br />
What am I, alone without you<br />
<br />
The truth is you're not here,<br />
And I'm screwed up again,<br />
And I don't know the reason why,<br />
I don't know why it is<br />
And did I ever say,<br />
That I just need your love,<br />
And I want you back again,<br />
I want you back again<br />
<br />
You said that this isn't yet our time,<br />
So give me time,<br />
To get you back again<br />
<br />
What am I to say,<br />
What am I to do,<br />
What am I, alone without you<br />
What am I to say,<br />
What am I to do,<br />
What am I, alone without you<br />
Its for you that I fall out of bed in the morning,<br />
Still checking the mail as I'm leaving,<br />
I sit in the car without driving<br />
<br />
</div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-89160627127203041172011-02-21T11:05:00.012+01:002011-02-21T11:05:00.119+01:00Musical Monday....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>In Loving Memory...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>Today's musical choice is an ode to a Rocker at heart...</em></span></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><em>In his honor tune up the volumn and listen to this great song!!!!!</em><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><strong>LYRICS - Kite by U2</strong></u></div><div style="text-align: center;">Something is about to give<br />
I can feel it coming<br />
I think I know what it is<br />
I'm not afraid to die<br />
I'm not afraid to live<br />
And when I'm flat on my back<br />
I hope to feel like I did<br />
<br />
And hardness, it sets in<br />
You need some protection<br />
The thinner the skin<br />
<br />
I want you to know<br />
That you don't need me anymore<br />
I want you to know<br />
You don't need anyone, anything at all<br />
<br />
Who's to say where the wind will take you<br />
Who's to say what it is will break you<br />
I don't know which way the wind will blow<br />
Who's to know when the time has come around<br />
<br />
I don't wanna see you cry<br />
But I know that this is not goodbye<br />
<br />
In summer I can taste the salt in the sea<br />
There's a kite blowing out of control on a breeze<br />
I wonder what's gonna happen to you<br />
You wonder what has happened to me<br />
<br />
I'm a man, I'm not a child<br />
I'm a man who sees<br />
In the shadow behind your eyes<br />
<br />
Who's to say where the wind will take you<br />
Who's to say what it is will break you<br />
I don't know which way the wind will blow<br />
Who's to know when the time has come around<br />
I don't wanna see you cry<br />
But I know that this is not goodbye<br />
Goodbye<br />
Goodbye-eye<br />
Goodbye-eye-eye<br />
Goo-oodbye<br />
<br />
Did I waste it?<br />
Not so much I couldn't taste it<br />
Life should be fragrant<br />
Roof top to the basement<br />
The last of the rock stars<br />
When hip hop drove the big cars<br />
In the time when new media<br />
Was the big idea<br />
That was the big idea<br />
<br />
Communication... Communication...<br />
<br />
Did I waste it?<br />
Not so much I couldn't taste it<br />
Life should be fragrant<br />
Roof top to the basement<br />
The last of the opera stars<br />
When hip hop drove the big cars<br />
In the time when new media<br />
Was the big idea<br />
That was the big idea<br />
Talk to eachother <br />
</div></div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-70358546781135482552011-02-07T11:05:00.008+01:002011-02-07T11:05:00.620+01:00Musical Monday...<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><u>LYRICS If Tomorrow Never Comes - Ronan Keating</u></em></strong><br />
Sometimes late at night<br />
I lie awake and watch her sleeping<br />
She's lost in peaceful dreams<br />
So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark<br />
<br />
And the thought crosses my mind<br />
If I never wake up in the morning<br />
Would she ever doubt the way I feel<br />
About her in my heart<br />
<br />
If tomorrow never comes<br />
Will she know how much I loved her<br />
Did I try in every way to show her every day<br />
That she's my only one<br />
<br />
And if my time on earth were through<br />
And she must face this world without me<br />
Is the love I gave her in the past<br />
Gonna be enough to last<br />
If tomorrow never comes<br />
<br />
'Cause I've lost loved ones in my life<br />
Who never knew how much I loved them<br />
Now I live with the regret<br />
That my true feelings for them never were revealed<br />
<br />
So I made a promise to myself<br />
To say each day how much she means to me<br />
And avoid that circumstance<br />
Where there's no second chance to tell her how I feel<br />
<br />
If tomorrow never comes<br />
Will she know how much I loved her<br />
Did I try in every way to show her every day<br />
That she's my only one<br />
<br />
And if my time on earth were through<br />
And she must face this world without me<br />
Is the love I gave her in the past<br />
Gonna be enough to last<br />
If tomorrow never comes<br />
<br />
So tell that someone that you love<br />
Just what you're thinking of<br />
If tomorrow never comes <br />
<br />
</div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-8093867327276450642011-01-31T11:05:00.009+01:002011-01-31T11:05:00.563+01:00Musical Monday...<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><u>LYRICS Here Without You - 3 Doors Down</u></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;">A hundred days had made me older <br />
since the last time that I've saw your pretty face <br />
A thousand lights had made me colder <br />
and I don’t think I can look at this the same <br />
But all the miles had separate <br />
They disappear now when I’m dreaming of your face <br />
<br />
I’m here without you baby <br />
but your still on my lonely mind <br />
I think about you baby <br />
and I dream about you all the time <br />
I’m here without you baby <br />
but your still with me in my dreams <br />
And tonight it’s only you and me <br />
<br />
The miles just keep rollin <br />
as the people either way to say hello <br />
I've heard this life is overrated <br />
but I hope that it gets better as we go <br />
<br />
I’m here without you baby <br />
but your still on my lonely mind <br />
I think about you baby <br />
and I dream about you all the time <br />
I’m here without you baby <br />
but your still with me in my dreams <br />
And tonight girl it’s only you and me <br />
<br />
Everything I know, <br />
and anywhere I go<br />
it gets hard but it won’t take away my love <br />
And when the last one falls, <br />
when it’s all said and done <br />
it get hard but it won’t take away my love <br />
<br />
I’m here without you baby <br />
but your still on my lonely mind <br />
I think about you baby<br />
and I dream about you all the time<br />
I’m here without you baby <br />
but your still with me in my dreams <br />
And tonight girl it’s only you and me <br />
<br />
</div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-5547373006372740582011-01-24T11:05:00.015+01:002011-01-24T11:05:00.593+01:00Musical Monday.....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>In Loving Memory...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>Today's musical choice is an ode to a Rocker at heart...</em></span></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><em>In his honor tune up the volumn and listen to this great song!!!!!</em><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><strong>LYRICS - Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen</strong></u></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mama, just killed a man<br />
Put a gun against his head<br />
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead<br />
Mama, life had just begun<br />
But now I've gone and thrown it all away<br />
<br />
Mama, ooo<br />
Didn't mean to make you cry<br />
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow<br />
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters<br />
<br />
It's too late, my time has come<br />
Sends shivers down my spine<br />
Body's aching all the time<br />
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go<br />
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth<br />
<br />
Mama, ooo <br />
I don't want to die<br />
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all<br />
<br />
<guitar solo=""><br />
<br />
I see a little silhouetto of a man<br />
Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the fandango?<br />
Thunderbolts and lightning - very very frightening me<br />
<br />
Galileo, Galileo,<br />
Galileo, Galileo,<br />
Galileo Figaro - magnifico-o-o-o<br />
<br />
I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me<br />
He's just a poor boy from a poor family<br />
Spare him his life from this monstrosity<br />
<br />
Easy come easy go - will you let me go<br />
It's the LAW! No - we will not let you go - let him go<br />
It's the LAW! We will not let you go - let him go<br />
It's the LAW! We will not let you go - let me go<br />
Will not let you go - let me go (never)<br />
Never let you go - let me go<br />
Never let me go - ooo<br />
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -<br />
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go<br />
Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me<br />
for me<br />
for me<br />
for me<br />
<br />
<guitar bridge=""><br />
<guitar solo=""><br />
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?<br />
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?<br />
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby<br />
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here<br />
<br />
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah<br />
Nothing really matters<br />
Anyone can see<br />
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters, to me<br />
<br />
Anyway the wind blows...<br />
<br />
</div></div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-69710721058605556402011-01-17T11:05:00.007+01:002011-01-17T11:05:00.853+01:00Musical Monday...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>This weeks Musical Monday is to support <strong><u>Dean Saunders</u></strong> in Popstars on his way to the finals coming Saturday!</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>This is one of the songs he sang in Popstars... (song starts at about 2:00 minutes)</em> </div><br />
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<em>From the first time I heard him sing in his audition I lo-oved him, ofcourse, for his voice *wink wink* it's nothing to do with the looks....... </em><br />
<em><br />
</em><br />
<em>The whole package works for me, and his personality is great as well!</em><br />
<em><br />
</em><br />
<em>I he doesn't win... no worries, he'll make it in showbizz nonetheless, because he's got that one thing a lot of candidates lack and that is charisma and the x-factor, knows how to connect with the audience, in the studio as well as at home.</em><br />
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More on Dean can be found:<br />
<a href="http://www.deansaunders.nl/">officical website</a><br />
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<em>This is Dean singing No Surrender</em></div></div><br />
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</div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-31208339779395304162011-01-10T11:05:00.001+01:002011-01-10T11:05:00.372+01:00Musical Monday...<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><u>LYRICS Never Enough - Rabecca Lavelle</u></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">There was never time enough</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't breathe</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's too hard to think of love</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't breathe, I can't breathe</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Can't let my words betray</div><div style="text-align: center;">I won't talk, I won't talk</div><div style="text-align: center;">Words will never be the way</div><div style="text-align: center;">I won't talk, won't talk</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Many fears, many dreams</div><div style="text-align: center;">Many roads out there</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hide the pain behind the smile</div><div style="text-align: center;">Behind the tears</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You burn like fire</div><div style="text-align: center;">Burn like ice</div><div style="text-align: center;">Your heart tears, your heart tears</div><div style="text-align: center;">You be strong and hold it in</div><div style="text-align: center;">But your heart still cares</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Many fears and many dreams</div><div style="text-align: center;">Many roads out there</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hide the pain behind the smile</div><div style="text-align: center;">Behind the tears</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Many fears and many dreams</div><div style="text-align: center;">Many roads out there</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hide the pain behind the smile</div><div style="text-align: center;">Till there are no more tears</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">There was never time enough</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't breathe</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's too hard to think of love</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't breathe, I can't breathe</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Many fears and many dreams</div><div style="text-align: center;">Many roads out there</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hide the pain behind the smile</div><div style="text-align: center;">Behind the tears</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Many fears and many dreams</div><div style="text-align: center;">Many roads out there</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hide the pain behind the smile</div><div style="text-align: center;">Till there are no more tears</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">There was never time enough...... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-90364354941866379592011-01-03T21:51:00.001+01:002011-01-03T22:12:59.108+01:00Musical Monday....<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><em>For my dear sister Leontine....</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><u>LYRICS I'll stand by you - Girls Aloud</u></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, why you look so sad?</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tears are in your eyes</div><div style="text-align: center;">Come on and come to me now</div><div style="text-align: center;">Don’t be ashamed to cry</div><div style="text-align: center;">Let me see you through</div><div style="text-align: center;">’Cause I’ve seen the dark side too</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">When the night falls on you</div><div style="text-align: center;">You don’t know what to do</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing you confess</div><div style="text-align: center;">Could make me love you less</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;">Won’t let nobody hurt you</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, if you’re mad, get mad</div><div style="text-align: center;">Don’t hold it all inside</div><div style="text-align: center;">Come on and talk to me now</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hey, what you got to hide? </div><div style="text-align: center;">I get angry too</div><div style="text-align: center;">Well I’m a lot like you</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">When you’re standing at the crossroads</div><div style="text-align: center;">And don’t know which path to choose</div><div style="text-align: center;">Let me come along</div><div style="text-align: center;">’Cause even if you’re wrong</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;">Won’t let nobody hurt you</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;">Take me in, into your darkest hour</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I’ll never desert you</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And when...</div><div style="text-align: center;">When the night falls on you, baby</div><div style="text-align: center;">You’re feeling all alone</div><div style="text-align: center;">You won’t be on your own</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;">Won’t let nobody hurt you</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;">Take me in, into your darkest hour</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I’ll never desert you</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;">Won’t let nobody hurt you</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ll stand by you </div><div style="text-align: center;">I'll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Take me in, into your darkest hour</div><div style="text-align: center;">Won't let nobody hurt you</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'll stand by you </div><div style="text-align: center;">I'll stand by you</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-45976944969312979342010-12-22T13:05:00.018+01:002010-12-22T13:05:00.840+01:00Happy Holiday's<div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Herewith I want to wish you all in the digi-world Happy Holidays. I hope you can spend it with those you love, cherish and hold close to heart. Every day you can spend with them is a blessing and I hope 2011 will bring you all the joy in the world!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div></center>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-11394838630038460592010-12-20T11:05:00.021+01:002011-01-03T22:12:20.097+01:00Musical Monday.....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TSI7rLNAoEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hP6pv62fYkg/s1600/musical_monday.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>Today's musical choice is an ode to a Rocker at heart...</em></span></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><em>In his honor tune up the volumn and listen to this great song!!!!!</em><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><strong>LYRICS - Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd</strong></u></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hello, hello, hello </div><div style="text-align: center;">Is there anybody in there? </div><div style="text-align: center;">Just nod if you can hear me. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Is there anyone at home? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Come on, come on down, </div><div style="text-align: center;">I hear you’re feeling down. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Well I can ease your pain, </div><div style="text-align: center;">Get you on your feet again. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Relax, relax, relax </div><div style="text-align: center;">I need some information first. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Just the basic facts. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Can you show me where it hurts? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">There is no pain, you are receding. </div><div style="text-align: center;">A distant ship's smoke on the horizon. </div><div style="text-align: center;">You are only coming through in waves. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Your lips move, but I can’t hear what you’re saying. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">When I was a child, I had a fever. </div><div style="text-align: center;">My hands felt just like two balloons. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Now I’ve got that feeling once again. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I can’t explain, you would not understand. </div><div style="text-align: center;">This is not how I am. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have become comfortably numb. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">[guitar solo] </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have become comfortably numb. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">OK, OK, OK </div><div style="text-align: center;">Just a little pin prick. </div><div style="text-align: center;">There’ll be no more, aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh, </div><div style="text-align: center;">But you may feel a little sick. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Can you stand up, stand up, stand up. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I do believe it's working good. </div><div style="text-align: center;">That’ll keep you going for the show. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Come on, it’s time to go. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">There is no pain, you are receding. </div><div style="text-align: center;">A distant ship's smoke on the horizon. </div><div style="text-align: center;">You are only coming through in waves. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Your lips move, but I can’t hear what you’re saying. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Out of the corner of my eye. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I turned to look, but it was gone. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I cannot put my finger on it now. </div><div style="text-align: center;">The child has grown, the dream is gone. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But I have become comfortably numb. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">[guitar solo] </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div></div>Nataschahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815466202576299701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2249966622963075492.post-69164678264468366652010-11-25T08:04:00.000+01:002010-11-25T08:04:34.463+01:00Blog on hold while mourning...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TO4JQtXPWAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/P1IOWqazamI/s1600/adelaar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V-QB90c62vc/TO4JQtXPWAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/P1IOWqazamI/s1600/adelaar.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Due to the shocking and unexpected passing of my brother-in-law this blog will be on hold. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">As you all can imagine at this time all my attention and love goes to my beloved sister, who lost her soulmate and darling husband, my family who lost their son-in-law and brother-in-law, his family who lost their brother and guardian, and our friends who are also at a total loss and in a state of grief and mourning. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<blockquote>Mass Market Paperback; 352 pages <br />
Publisher: Zebra Books (September 6, 2010)<br />
ISBN-10: 1420109871<br />
ISBN-13: 9781420109870<br />
Genre: Anthology; Horror; Paranormal; Short Story<br />
Main Characters: Derek & Maggie<br />
For Sale At: <a href="http://www.bookdepository.com/book/9781420109870/Nocturnal">The Book Depository </a><br />
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<strong>SUMMARY</strong><br />
New Orleans native Dr. Maggie Dillon thought she left her past behind her - until she's enraptured by a handsome patient who has been possessed by a malevolent spirit. To find a cure, Colby revisits her magical roots - and unleashes a primal lust too vital to ignore...</blockquote><strong>REVIEW</strong><br />
Musician Derek, finds himself on the mental ward of a hospital after being possessed by a ghost on the verge of getting his revenge. In an act of despair he tries to get rid of this ghost who is trying to take over his body in the only way he knows how and that is to take his own life. However, Chief Resident Maggie Dillon is his tending physician and their instant attraction might be the one thing left to safe him.<br />
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I had no idea what to expect from this author as this anthology in Nocturnal was the first story I’ve read by her hand, but I was pleasantly surprised by the original and intriguing read. As a firm believer of ghost-possession, this book held an extra suspense factor in the plotline, especially as it was written in the first person. Through Maggie’s eyes you could see the possession take over and I got goose bumps in the process each time it occurred.<br />
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It’s quite difficult to get a grip on and feel for the main characters in Anthology stories because they are quite short reads. But for me the way it played out in My Soul To Take, worked well . The connection between the two leading characters was solid and real. Emotions were as well worked-out as can be expected from an Anthology-story. Both characters had a soft side to them, and the dreamy character of a musician mixed well with the practical and down to earth side of a physician, both not Alpha, both not Beta but both a unique addition to each other, just as it often is in real life. It gave it an extra plus for me. <br />
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I absolutely adored the fact a Voodoo Priestess from New Orleans, was helping out on the exorcism. The feel of the ritual and how it was set up was amazingly done, in both horrifying and cleansing way. <br />
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For me this Anthology is definitely a reason to pick up another book by Clare Willis. <br />
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4 Stars<br />
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<blockquote><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Hardback 312 pages - Stand Alone - Paranormal Suspense</div>Publisher: St. Martin’s Press<br />
ISBN-10: 0-312-38471-8<br />
ISBN-13: 978-0-312-38471-5<br />
Release date: June 8, 2010<br />
Main Characters: Adam Garrett & Tanish Cabarrus<br />
HC copy received for reviewing<br />
Purchase at: <a href="http://www.bookdepository.com/book/9780312384715/Book-of-Shadows">The Book Depository Store <strong><em></em></strong></a><br />
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<strong><em>SUMMARY</em></strong><br />
The discovery in a landfill of the mutilated corpse of Erin Carmody, the 18-year-old daughter of a prominent Boston businessman, presents homicide detective Adam Garrett with a particularly sensitive case. Marks on the body suggest the killer was conducting Satanic rituals. When Adam and his partner, Carl Landauer, question the prime suspect, Jason Moncrief, a college friend of Erin's, Jason chants the name of the demon Choronzon, then assaults Carl. Despite what appears to be an open-and-shut case, Adam can't discount the claim that Jason is innocent made by Tanith Cabarrus, an attractive witch who comes to police headquarters to report that she dreamed of other murders—and who believes that supernatural forces are behind the slaughter. </blockquote><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><strong><em>REVIEW</em></strong><br />
Fact meets fiction in this enticingly thrilling story. This turned out such a well written story with an exquisite eye for detail, where Alexandra Sokoloff takes the reader into the crime scene and murder investigation after a body has turned up headless and handless at a city landfill. It captivated me from the first written word and didn’t let go, not even after I had read the final page and closed the book. <br />
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It showed a great background research in the paranormal plot and murder scene investigation, keeping it so close to the real deal. As I am quite familiar with the paranormal workings, the suspense factor of the major plotline on who the perpetrator was all the more thrilling that it might have been to others. However even for none-believers the built up of the storylines are fantastic and it is definitely a page turner till the end.<br />
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<strong><em>Adam Garrett</em></strong>- with his black irish eyes and hair and temper, hard-muscled, impatient, edgy;<br />
is not a strictly go by the rule cop but likes to keep his feet firmly down-to-earth and grounded. However when a girl turns up at his desk, claiming a few weeks ago she dreamed about the murder he is currently investigating, and that they had the wrong boy in custody, he quickly finds himself needing to deal with the paranormal, and though he is just not a believer he seems to be attracted towards believing her and seeking her advice. He has to set his mind open to the – up to them for him impossible – and finds that this case would change his outlook on life as a whole new world seems to open up with a range of possible suspects.<br />
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<strong><em>Tanith Cabarrus</em> -</strong> a witch who dreamed gruesome things and trying her best to get her voice heard within the police department, finally might be able to get a foot in. Mysterious and otherworldly tuned, she attracts the attention of Adam Garrett, hoping she could get through to him while doing her utmost to solve the murder case and freeing the person she knows was not involved in this murder.<br />
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<strong><em>Carl Landauer </em></strong>- chain-smoking, whisky-drinking, donut-eating, a living, breathing amalgam of every cop cliché known to man: middle-aged spread, broad sweating face, and bawdy, cynical humor - a lifer who used the caricature as a disguise. You just got to love him, he is Adam’s partner and has a smaller part to this story as the plotlines are following more Adam’s life but Land is the solid cop with humorous remarks taking the edge off the edgy in this story.<br />
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<em><u>Quote upon finding certain satanic marks on the body of the murder victim:</u></em><br />
“What the fuck is that? The Devil Lite? Satan can't count?"<br />
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For those who expect romantic suspense, there is no undying romantic love, but a fast-paced passionate and sensual fling between two human beings. Very raw and basic but complementing the overall story-arc. I admire Ms. Sokoloff for keeping it on that level, because the built up of plotlines and characters didn’t require anything more than what was given away.<br />
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Because the story-built and everything going on in between the written lines was so intense, this was not a light read. When reading a novel like this, that took hold of me and grabbed me so that it kept my mind busy outside reading hours as well, it classifies as a prime-read on my shelves, and one that most definitely will be re-read in the future. <br />
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There is a rawness in the satanic side of the paranormal way of living, making the evil in this novel very evil. Up unto the very last scene question marks on who was the villain invoking these energies was unrevealed, and the climactic ending tied all the loose ends together making it a tight fit. <br />
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This is my first book by Alexandra Sokoloff but definitely not the last!!!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">The season has starting again and the wintersportsgear can be grabbed out of the closet. Now as this is the do's and don'ts cathegory on my blog, I have some great video's from youtube to share. <br />
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I love to watch the figure skating on TV, it seems so gracious, dynamic, romantic and dramatic at the same time! When it goed well it's sublime, but when it goes wrong, it goes terribly wrong. But it doesn't stop figure-skaters from getting back in the saddle!</div><div style="text-align: center;">What to do or not to do when figure-skating....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><u>What NOT to do...</u></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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