This book is a collection of rants, opinions, and observations on random subjects that I scribbled
while running away from and toward my true self.
I hope my words can show others that there is life after years of breaking rocks on society's
conformity chain gang and that real empowerment is being yourself and not what others tell you
that you should be. You cannot sit and read the book of your life as it unfolds. You must write
the next page yourself. That is the way to growth and to peace and yes, you can be homesick
for places you have never been.
Book description by my Inner voice: This is a chunk of at times incoherent ramblings on life and
people one meets as they wander aimlessly on the internet and through the so-called real
world... a shambolic, circumlocutious clustershtuck of a sometimes crap-infused, possibly drug-fuelled word salad.
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EXCERPT:
Mess is a matter of perspective
They say the inside of your purse and your home are the reflection of your mind and how you
live your life. Let’s not discuss the inside of my purse. I need everything in it… or I will
eventually. I’m just happy when it passes airport security.
I love having everything in its place, but I certainly don’t fret none about a sweater thrown over a
chair or stacks of books piling up beside my bed. My house is uncluttered and very clean, but I
do have one clothes closet I am afraid to get to the back of in case a body turns up in there. I
guess I’ll wait until the cast of Hoarders shows up. That might motivate me. I am in the processof throwing things out and giving things away and it feels good to lighten up a little. I will get to
the purse(s) eventually.
Inner Voice: Do you need that 2016 Steven Tyler concert ticket stub or those eight hair ties?
And how old is that chocolate raisin protein bar? Did it have raisins in it when you first put it in
your purse and why are they moving? Ewwwww!
Furiosa: HEY! It’s blasphemy to throw out a Steven Fuckin’ Tyler anything!
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AUTHOR :
Furiosa has been expressing her thoughts and ideas on paper, walls, and sidewalks since she
could hold a crayon. Though she only recently published her first book, Underestimate Me.
That’ll be Fun! She identifies as a bestselling author. She wants you to know that being yourself
is your superpower. Furiosa loves autobiographies, classic old movies, all genres of music,
chasing stars, and visiting far-flung places via roads less travelled.
Get a diploma. Find the love of her
life and marry him. Go for a career and have kids. Twenty-one-year-old Kate knows exactly what she wants,
but when she gets shot and almost dies, she discovers that life isn’t a checklist. It’s hard, unpredictable, and
dangerous.
There are fears to overcome, the
mafia to hide from, and Mason Scott to resist. One of Scotts’ Private Investigation and Security operatives who
keeps her safe and is a professional womanizer who’s insanely considerate and charming.
Kate doesn’t do players, which is
why she distances herself from his swoon-worthy body and ignores whatever weird fan-girl emotions are going
on inside her.
But when another threatening
situation forces her to share a small two-bedroom apartment with him alone, Kate might have to reconsider
who’s the bigger threat: the mafia or Mason Scott?
Julia Crosswood is a teacher and a
mom of two by day.
A writer and avid reader by
night—or when the kids are napping.
Although writing and self-publishing
her books take a lot of time, she makes sure there’s enough left to make sweet memories with her family,
including lots of vacations—yet it’s never without her laptop or Kindle.
Under the influence of a serious
dose of caffeine and after a long, hard, and sweaty run—and of course a refreshing shower—Julia writes
romance stories spiced with a touch of drama and a pinch of suspense.
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Is there such thing as luck?
Of course, there is. I for one want to get as lucky as I can.
I know what you’re thinking: Branden are you admitting your title is just a marketing device? Well, I am
trying to sell books here people!
We all want to be lucky or get lucky. And if the hand of luck reaches down to help you climb the tree of
success, take it. But if it doesn’t, f--- it. Climb the tree anyway.
Hope is not a strategy. Wishing is for singing crickets.
Most people think they need more luck. If this describes you, you’re got it backward: Luck needs you.
Luck doesn’t show up—YOU show up
Luck is waiting for you to show the-f-up. Now let me show you how.
Read an Excerpt
The Luck of Proximity
In an interview, Leonardo DiCaprio said he was lucky to have been born in Los Angeles, in the
proximity of the film industry, within driving distance of Hollywood. “I probably wouldn't be doing
this for a living if I lived in any other location.”
What do Marilyn Monroe, Bradley Cooper, Julia Roberts, Dustin Hoffman, Jill Clayburgh, Marlo
Brando, Jane Fonda, and Al Pacino have in common? They all got their start at The Actor’s
Studio in New York. You mean they didn’t just get lucky? No. They studied and learned and
networked and auditioned—then they got lucky.
You want to become an actor, but you weren’t lucky enough to be born down the street from
Leo? Call Two Men and a Truck. F--king move.
Get on a damn bus.
Want to get lucky and meet a movie producer? Get a job waiting tables at the Polo Lounge and
the next time Martin Scorsese comes in, give him your script when you hand him his check.
Want to get a lucky break in tech, move to Austin or Silicon Valley. Want to get a lucky break
catching beaded necklaces, move to New Orleans. Want to get a lucky break in country music,
move to Nashville. Want to get a lucky break and land a job as a blackjack dealer, move to Las
Vegas.
Meet people.
Hang the f--k out in the right places.
Network.
About the Author:
BRANDEN LANETTE doesn’t look like a typical author,
but she has long ignored what she “should” do, say and look like. On her own at a very young age,
Branden eventually found herself with the wrong guy, the wrong job, and a bleak future. The fairytale
promised as a child never materialized.
Branden realized she wanted something different for her life and realized no one was going to do it for
her. Prince charming wasn’t coming to save her—she’d have to save herself. Step by step, decision by
decision, through major trials and tribulations, Branden learned how to turn heartbreak into happiness
and self-judgment into inner joy.
In 2019, Branden had her first book published, “Once Upon a Time, Bitches” followed by two workbooks
in 2020, “The Dream Big Bitches Vision Book” and “The Dream Big Bitches Weekly Goal Setting Journal.”
In early 2021 she co-authored the book, “Smart Bitches Buy Bitcoin” and is now over the moon for this
one, her fifth. Branden LaNette is an entrepreneur, motivational speaker, coach, wife, and stay-at-home
Mom.
"A beautifully told rom-com that's full
of laughs, heart, and scorching sexual tension."—Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
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and helping her friends find their happily-ever-afters. She's never faced a guest at the singles
table she couldn’t match, until she crosses paths with the sinfully sexy Jay Dayal.
Former military security specialist Jay has no time for love. His
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Excerpt
“So what kind of woman are you looking for? Let me guess. Professional. Sophisticated.
Classy. Intelligent. Basically, Lucia but younger, or do you like a little Mrs. Robinson between
the sheets?” She took another bite of her hot dog. Was there any better food?
“My relationship with Lucia is strictly professional,” Jay said. “But yes, I’d be interested in
someone similar.”
“So, you want a mini-me,” she teased. “I mean a mini-you. Not me. Obviously. Lucia is
pretty much the opposite of me, which is another reason I knew that job wouldn’t work out.”
“You have ketchup on your cheek.” He took a napkin and gently dabbed it at the corner of
her mouth.
Desire flooded her veins followed by a wave of desolation. She could easily fall for a man
like Jay. Smart, handsome, ambitious, successful, and yet she sensed a longing in him, a secret
Jay waiting to be free.
“Is it gone?” Her voice came out in a whisper.
He leaned in and studied her with a serious intensity that took her breath away. He was so
close she could see the gentle dip in his chin, the dark stubble of his five-o’clock shadow even
though it couldn’t be much past four o’clock. His lips were firm and soft, his mouth the perfect
size for kissing. She drew in his scent: pine and mountains and the rich, earthy scent of the soil
she’d turned in the garden when her family was whole and she never had to wonder whose
house she was in when she woke up in the morning.
But this wasn’t the time to be thinking about being held in Jay’s strong arms or what it would
be like to kiss him, or how just being near him calmed all the wayward thoughts in her head.
She was supposed to be concentrating on finding him a match and where she should get
autographed when he made the promised celebrity introduction.
“We should go.” She jumped up so abruptly her half-eaten hot dog fell to the grass. “I have
to get back to the office, and I don’t want to exceed your two-hour-and-forty-five-minute time
limit.”
Jay picked up the hot dog and carried it to the nearest bin. “When do you want to meet
again?”
His question sent a curious thrill rocketing through her veins. She hadn’t put him off with her
rambling, or her quest for the perfect hot dog, or even the uncomfortable questions she’d asked
as they lounged in the sun. She couldn’t have been more excited if he’d asked her on second
date. Except he wasn’t really interested in her that way, and she needed to keep that in mind.
The last thing she wanted was to get into a Cyrano situation where she would be forced to help
someone else win the heart of the man she loved. She made a mental note to rewatch the 1973
Broadway version of the play with its soaring ballads and rousing word- and swordplay as a
reminder of the heartbreak that could result.
She pulled out her phone and pretended to study the screen to stop herself from saying
something stupid like how about tonight? “Hmmm. I have a big settlement meeting
on Friday so the rest of my week is shot. I’ll have to let you know.”
If he noticed her cool dismissal, he didn’t react. Instead, he said the one thing that would
ensure she wouldn’t be able to sleep until she saw him again. “I’ll be waiting.”
About Sara Desai Sara Desai has been a
lawyer, radio DJ, marathon runner, historian, bouncer and librarian. She lives on Vancouver
Island with her husband, kids and an assortment of forest creatures who think they are pets.
Sara writes sexy romantic comedy and contemporary romance with a multicultural twist. When
not laughing at her own jokes, Sara can be found eating nachos.
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blurb and that's what finally made me read the book. It is a definite marriage - of - convenience story.
In order to prevent his cousin from becoming the next duke of Kielder, Adam decides to marry. He has specific requirements. The lady's family must be in need of money and she shouldn't have the possibility of finding anyone else. Then he finds Persephone. Can a marriage of convenience become something more?
I liked Adam at the start. The dialogue between him and Jones was extremely entertaining due to Adam's consistent anger.
When the main male character was broody or distant, the reason wouldn't be revealed untill halfway through the the story. This is the first book I read where the reason is known a lot sooner.
Harry seemed to be the only one who was able to keep Adam grounded. This is the second book I read in which the best friend was a major part of the main male character's life. I would love to read Harry's story next.
