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Well Dan,

To tell the truth…Book Two is an actual work, that was planned, outlined, drafted, executed, pre meditated edited, edited, and submitted at 87k and was edited down by me to 67k without a blink of the eye.  This book is a well written, tight, work.

Book One on the other hand was a happy accident, which given the chance I would completely rewrite and re title.  I have learned so much from Savant, and the experience, that I truly wish I had known before…can you imagine how amazing book one could have been, the story is there, and the reviews on the story have been all five stars.  I admit I am biting at the bit to rewrite it, but that is how the cookie crumbles.

To answer your question in the short term.  I felt like an author writing the second book, and a real novice writing the first.


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A WHALE'S TALE by Daniel S. Janik - Excerpt #2 (Family Rated)



“Chapter 2 - The Big Top
     I think being born must be quite different for whales than people. You see, when we whales are born, we simply leave the small sea inside our mother for a bigger one on the outside. We don't cry, because, for us, it’s a change we eagerly look forward to, just as you might look forward to going for a walk in a new park, or shopping at a new toy store. On the other hand, there is one really big challenge for us; that’s when we move from the small sea inside our mother to the bigger sea surrounding her. Just like you, from the moment we are born we must breathe air, and, unlike most other sea animals who get their air right from the water, we whales, like you, cannot. For us, you see, breathing is not so easy.
     The hero of my story, a newborn whale, saw the water outside of his mother for the first time one early day in the human month of December. He was excited, and as you might imagine, a little frightened. This whale, like all newborn whales, held his breath, one, two, three, four... eight, nine, ten minutes, while his mother swam supportively beside him, singing, and encouraging him to take his first breath, slowly nudging him up towards the very top of the sea.
     No, dear reader, our first breath isn't easy...”

What are the book reviewer’s saying?
5 of 5 stars - “immersive...magically mesmerizing” - R. Sharpquill
5 of 5 stars - “Amazing...unique” - W. Peever (author of THE JUMPER CHRONICLES)
5 of 5 stars - “Fascinating” - W. Maltese (author of DARE TO LOVE IN OZ)
5 of 5 stars - “Mythic...archetypal” - O. Stucco (author of MY UNBORN CHILD)

HOLLYWOOD BOOK FESTIVAL AWARD WINNER

I wrote this book out of love for the gentle creatures that return every year from Alaska to Hawaii.  In the warm tropical waters, they have their babies and train them for the rigors of Alaska, presenting wonderful displays for patient whale-watchers - what we call in Hawaii “local TV.”  A WHALE’S TALE is the result of five years of whale observation.  As I write this, the whales are jumping not far from me, showing backs, tails, flukes and otherwise learning the life skills they will use when they return to their feeding grounds in the cold arctic.  

A WHALE'S TALE (Savant 2009) by Daniel S. Janik
Illustrated by Ruth R. Janik
92 pp.  8.25" x 5" Softcover
20 B&W "Color-Me-Please" Illustrations
ISBN 978-1442-105065

Daniel S. Janik
Author of A WHALE’S TALE (Savant 2009)
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Aloha W. C.,

Wow - Great pre-release poster!  I'm wondering if other authors out there are doing this?

Could you please send me an email to savantbooks@gmail.com with the link and I'll post it on our website.

What other advanced publicity are you doing?

Sincerely,
Daniel S. Janik
Savant Books and Publications
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Chap 4 Path of the Templar
Family Rated
"Diesel fumes from standing taxi cabs filled Charlie’s nose as he and Bailey ran through loading zones at Boston's Logan International Airport. Echoing horns, sirens and foul-mouthed cabbies cut off as the twosome passed through revolving glass doors and emerged in a cavernous entryway. Mick had decided to stay in the car with Ellen as more exciting. His adoptive mother was dodging a state patrolman, who would not let any person, car, bicycle or wheelchair stop on one spot. Upright and straightlaced as she seemed to the world, Mick was learning an old-fashioned trick or two from Ellen.

            It didn't take Charlie long to spot his delectable friend: Just look for turning heads and one lucky boy stumbling over himself to help with her baggage. Emerging from a flurry of bouncing blonde curls that would shadow the Florida sun, Tillie too caught site of Charlie and Bailey. She dropped her Prada purse into the hands of her attendant and ran over to throw herself at the two. Her latest fan visibly wilted, shoulders slumping while Tillie's luggage dropped to the floor.

            “Good help is hard to find,” she giggled at her two friends, and went to retrieve her blue paisley purse and hand luggage, rapidly followed by Charlie in tow. “I have so much to talk to you about. I missed you both so much! Oh my tour of Europe was wonderful -- the architecture and paintings. I brought slides to show you!”   

            Bailey rolled her eyes as Tillie walked ahead, and got a jab in the ribs from Charlie. “I know, I know, slides are so 1995 but actual film is better than digital." Bailey just looked at him blankly.

            Tillie stopped and looked around, as if she had forgotten where her pet dog was. “Where is Mick?”

            “Waiting in the car,” said Bailey, her patience beginning to feel stretched.

            “Oh goodness, I was so hoping he would grab my bags for me. There are just so many.”

            "More?" enquired Bailey, just to make a point.

            “I've never been to the States before. I got excited and just couldn’t think what to pack, so I brought it all."

            "Tip a half-dozen of your carriage boys."

            Tillie pretended not to here Bailey's quip. "Do you think I am well dressed for the occasion?”

            Bailey stifled a laugh, and looked up and down at Tillie's tan bellbottoms, the sleek modern ones from the high-end stores in the mall; a long-sleeve, blue pinstripe blouse and a captain's hat. She looked like a Gap model doing a New England shoot.

            “Yes, far too well-dressed. You might want to change into some shorts, July is not exactly a bellbottom month,” suggested Bailey, still trying to retain her equilibrium after the fight the two of them had last term in school. The altercation had split the group up, and almost got Charlie killed in the process.

            “Well, I brought everything,” Tillie sang back, “including my makeup kit. We can do makeovers, Bailey! A makeover, maybe...” 

            Charlie chuckled at this despite his annoyance that Tillie seemed to think he couldn't handle her bags without Mick. Bailey wore black eyeliner and nail polish. That was it. So the thought of his best friend receiving a glaringly colorful preppy makeover to her punk look was more than he could take.

            Striving to keep the peace in the new friendship, Bailey smiled through gritted teeth: “That sounds like fun.”

            In hopes of stifling his laughter, Charlie bent down to pick up the bags, slinging Tillie's bookbag (obviously filled with the summer homework Charlie had avoided) over both shoulders. He put a strap from two duffle bags on each shoulder and grabbed for the makeup bag and carry-on. Tillie’s preference for Mick's musculature had triggered a need to man-up, and that’s exactly what Charlie intended to do. Unfortunately, his body did not seem to understand his need to look good in front of Tillie and he was having a great deal of trouble standing up. Bailey sighed, walked over to a baggage cart kiosk and paid for a baggage trolley.

            Charlie, at least, was eager to find out more background on his prospective more-than-friend. “So how was your vacation with the family, Tillie?” he asked between gasps. He was sure there were wheels under the baggage trolley but it seemed hardly movable. He daren't ask Are there wheels on this thing? as he felt like doing. That would do his image no good, but What did she bring with her? Charlie wondered.

            “Oh absolutely brilliant. Paris was so romantic... You would have loved it, Bailey. Rome the same, and... ancient... mysterious. The Mediterranean was marvelous. I had no idea most beaches along the Mediterranean were topless. Did you, Bailey? That would never happen in England, but it was so liberating.”

            Before Bailey had a chance to answer, Charlie seemed to lose his sense of direction but found a back wheel on the trolley, tripping over it and sending the bags at the pinnacle of the pile teetering off onto the floor. “I had no idea they're topless,” replied Bailey. “I don’t think Charlie did either.” She smiled at Charlie, who turned a deeper shade of red the longer the two girls looked at him."


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Aloha from sunny and hot Santa Fe, New Mexico!
This is R Page Kaufman coming to you live and in color.
Been reviewing the posts so far, and, man, it's a lot to read! It's like Grand Central Station around here!

So, I'm excited about my newly released CD, "Tropic of California", a companion to my first novel.

And, I'm booking my ticket for Calcutta, India!
Wow! My book in 200 stores; hard to believe the stretch-power of Savant Books & Publications!

I'm working on two other books, as well.

So, hello, fellow Savanteers!

R Page Kaufman


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Okay time to hit the books.  Good to speak with everyone


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marcantoni09

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Aloha Dan,

The military keeps me pretty busy, but I'm in a school envronment so I actually have a decent amount of time on my hands. Finding time to write can be difficult, but I make it happen when I need to. I'm downplaying my involvement with the military right now, even though this book is pretty military friendly. It can lead to problems, being a writer when you're enlisted, so I'd rather avoid it. On the other hand, I have a blog that chronicles my life in the military, http://www.lifediamondback.blogspot.com that has gotten a decent following, and I will be promoting Communion on there. I'll also be promoting the book on facebook, Linkedin and Freelanced.com. Probably when I finish my training and enter the 'real army' I'll try to see if the on-post library will carry a copy.
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The love between Dmytro, an impoverished aristocrat turned farmer, and Khrystina, daughter of a wealthy landowner, carries their family through the horrors of the twentieth century that befell the Ukraine.

 

Wretched Land by Mila Komarnisky, Chapter 12, Excerpt 2

 

It was only one more day until Dmytro would return home, but there was no food left in the Verbitsky house, and Khrystina and the children had not eaten for three days. Despite their small daily ration, Khrystina had insisting on feeding children every day, and when, several days before, she saw the hunger in their eyes, she boiled an extra potato, they drank potato water but it would not diminish the hunger.  It just seemed to burn in their empty stomachs, as if they had swallowed hot coals. 

The children were weak from malnutrition. They did not play; they only spoke in feeble voices about the food Khrystina had served before the famine, especially on Christmas and on Easter holidays.

Even though Khrystina heated the house once a day, the children felt cold and lay in bed dressed in warm clothes.  Finally, they stopped asking for food and only complained about the pain in their stomachs.  Their cries split Khrystina's heart.  When Ganna threw up a greenish, viscous looking liquid, Khrystina could not wait any longer.  For the first time in her life, she had to go into the village and beg for food.  She was heart-broken.  She dressed in the only clothes that she had left, the ones she used to work in the barn.  She put her felt boots and galoshes on her bare feet, took the baby, and went out into the street.

The day was cold and windy.  The gale blew piles of snow in the yard and in the street.  She walked along the quiet, empty street as snow crunched under her feet.  All the dogs and cats had disappeared from the yards as well as their own dog, Tobik, and cat, Murka.  The children missed them very much.  They had called to them every day but they did not come home.  Probably someone had caught the animals and had eaten them. 

 

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One of the book's reviews at http://tinyurl.com/43pnt8e

 

Wretched Land is available from the Savant Books and Publications Bookstore at https://www.createspace.com/3578979

At the Amazon.com bookstore http://tinyurl.com/3rh9ae2

At the Amazon.ca   http://tinyurl.com/3bha4jq

At the Amazon.co.uk   http://tinyurl.com/69ro3ps

 

Sincerely,

 

Mila Komarnisky

Author of Wretched Land (2011)

The press release at http://prlog.org/11432786

The author's website: http://www.komarnisky.com

The book trailer on YouTube:


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Aloha A. G.,

I just googled Mumbai and came up with numerous bookstores, maybe the largest being Oxford at two locations there:

http://www.oxfordbookstore.com/dotcom/oxford/stores/oxford_mumbai.htm

and

http://www.oxfordbookstore.com/dotcom/oxford/stores/xpress_navi_mumbai.htm

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Daniel S. Janik
Savant Books and Publications
http://www.savantbooksandpublications.com
blasiar

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I'm off to church.  Enjoyed chatting with you, as always.
As my Dutch friend is fond of saying, "I enjoyed me very much." 
Jean Blasiar
Author: "Poor Rich", "Richer", "Communion" (co-authored with Jonathan Marcantoni)



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Aloha R. Page,

Congratulations on having the first Savant Records CD!  Three people bought a copy at last week's Savant Bookstore Honolulu event where we spotlighted your CD and enjoyed Mila Komarnisky's Skype-in. I've already gotten feedback from one purchaser who said it's the best jazz CD ever! 

A special tribute to Dennis Krull who did the cover and insert.

How about posting a brief excerpt from the CD - maybe a few lines from one of the sound tracks?  What was your experience like in working with Savant to produce the CD?  Nice not to have to purchase 10,000 copies yourself isn't it?  Will you be having a release party there? Did you see Jeans post about Southern California bookstore that does local artists?

We're looking into a popular music shop here in Kaimuki to see if they will carry your CD.  They asked me if you have "sheet music?" What does this mean?

Best wishes,
Daniel S. Janik
Savant Books and Publications
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Dan,

I'm interested in your new Honolulu bookstore; sounds "novel"!
Pray tell us more about this new venture and how it was set up...

R Page



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And Jean,

loved that Dutch quote!

R Page

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Thanks for allowing me to join in on this chat!  I am off to fight the usual fires around the hacienda so until the next time, all the best from Texas!

Richard
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Hi Everyone: Have been out for a while. Just reviewed all the postings. Wow! A lot of amazing things are going on at Savant. Very exciting. Dan---I would love to do a skype appearance at the bookstore. I'll email you. Here's my second excerpt.

Dave

Charlie No Face    by David B. Seaburn----a coming-of-age story

(available-- http://www.amazon.com/dp/0984555285 )

Visit: http://www.davidbseaburn.com

 

Excerpt #2  

            Were all the stories and rumors true? Did Charlie No Face kill children and eat wild animals? Jackie and his friends had to find out. One fateful night local teen tough, Kelso, took them on a ride they would never forget. They found Charlie along a deserted country road. Kelso prodded him with a stick, hoping he would turn so they could finally see his infamous face.

 

            "Hey! Charlie!"

            This time Charlie heard Kelso. He stopped rocking and didn't make a sound. "Oh my God," said Brian, "he's gonna kill us. I just know it. He's gonna kill us, and then eat us, and then scatter our bones where no one can find them, and my mother's gonna wonder why I didn't just stay at Tommy's, and why I was so stupid, and she's—ouch!"

            I smacked Brian on the head.

"Call again," I said to Kelso.

            "Hey, Charlie! We got some beer for you!"

            Charlie sat back on his haunches and raised his head. I had never seen anything like it before. It was as big as the globe that sat on Miss Loss' desk in social studies, but not exactly round, more ballooned out in spots, like something went terribly wrong at the factory when they made it, like the whole continent of Asia stuck out as if it were as high as Everest, while South America was just one big indent, like it was a reject globe, one that no teacher would ever put on her desk, one that no one would ever want.

            Tommy jumped into the backseat with Brian and me.

"My God, look at that," he said.

"I know, I know," I said. Kelso was silent. Brian was crying now.

 

A Customer Review: This is a beautiful story of coming of age in a small mill town. I loved the way the author captured the trials and tribulations and emotions of growing up in the late 50's and all that entailed. I found it to be a wonderful look into human nature, both the cruelty and compassion we humans can impart, overcoming adversity, accepting the cards we are dealt and making the most of our life no matter what. While the book started out as a book about the lives and friendship of 2 young boys, it became evident that it was about much more of a story of a young boy finding himself and and realizing what is really important in life.

 

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