Monday, January 15, 2018

NWO on the Horizon: Property Grab in Line with UN Resolution

I've blogged about this before, and thanks to Frank Fontaine, I am blogging about this again.  UN Agenda 21 basically states that private ownership of property will soon be a thing of the past.  
First we had the 2008 "crisis" with lots of bankruptcies.  Then there was the explosion of reverse mortgages, a process in which the bank pays the homeowner-they are buying the home back for a fraction of the price.  And now, once again, we have another innovative way to entice homeowners to allow the banksters and Big Brother ways of taking one's home.  Before I explain, let me rehash the U.N. Agenda.

Agenda 21: First off, this is (for now) a voluntary plan that suggests ways to sustain governments, natural resources, and fight poverty for the 21st Century, hence the name of the agenda.  It was discussed back in '92 at a U.N. Conference in Brazil.  It's goal is to 'sustain' the world which means that a globalized government will control property as well as everything else all in the name of protecting us from ourselves.  Many conservative conspiracy theorists believe this is also a way, like Hitler's Final Solution, to kill the majority of the population so that we can sustain the globe.  The agenda has many disturbing elements to it, including the land grab.  BTW-George Soros has funded many off-shoot groups as a response.  Conspiracy theorists know full well that he is involved, then something is fishy.
So far, we have had some so-called voluntary ways a home and property owners could give up their land as previously explained, but this new way is even more terrifying.  
In an article of Dallas Morning News, the author explains a new way to 'help' out older people in need of property tax relief.  With Trump's new tax plan, one can deduct up to 10K dollars of property tax, an amount that isn't much in high tax areas such as the East Coast, Illinois, California, and Texas.  There is now a program in twenty-four states called property tax deferral program.  Seniors can defer all or some of their taxes each year.  In return, the local government can put a lien on the house for the dollar amount that was deferred after the seniors sell or die.  The amount of taxes would be taken at the closing of the sale.  Of course there would be interest charged onto the senior.  Sound to good to be true?  It is.  If the government really wanted to help seniors, how about charging them a fractional amount of their property tax?  That would make too much sense and no one would make any money or take property away with that idea.
Once again, the transfer of wealth per each generation gets smaller.  Millennials already have enough of a burden paying back their student loans.  Now they can look forward to the government getting a huge chunk, if not all, of their inheritance.  This will get rid of a lot of property owners, leaving the middle class in free fall.  It's a brave new world.  Soon Agenda 21 will gets its way.  Be paranoid, but be prepared.  Comments always appreciated!

Monday, January 8, 2018

Hitler and the Vril Society

The Vril Society, a secret society in which Hitler and his top officials believed in, was made famous by an old book, The Coming Race (1871) by Edward Bulwar Lord Lytton.  The book is about an underground world of aliens that use a power source called Vril.  The aliens call themselves the Vril-yas and have special powers of healing and telepathy.  The Vril-ya were also descendants of Atlanteans.  Hitler linked his Aryan ideology around this race of aliens.  The Coming Race was considered a 'cult-classic' among occult elite circles of Europe.  
Still today, there is little evidence about the Vril Society that Hitler made so famous.  Some believe it never existed.  Others believe it was the precursor for the Thule Society.  
The Vril Society used mediums such as Maria Orsic to channel aliens before and during World War II.  She and the other mediums were women who grew their hair as long as they could, believing the hair helped communicate with aliens from other planets.  She and the other mediums received futuristic technological blueprints for super-weapons.  
No one can argue that Hitler and his engineers were ahead of world in terms of their air program.  Were extraterrestrials helping them?  After the war, some say that Maria Orsic and her followers took a flying saucer to another planet. Others say she and other Vril members took up a residence in Antarctica.  
Does the Vril Society exist today?  I had a very difficult time finding an answer one way or another.  There are links with the Black Sun Society, Albert Pike (American Freemason), and the Theosophical Society, but no proof of the group's continuation from Germany.
The Best Seller and The Sequel fictionalize some of the occult linked with Hitler and his Nazi Party.

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The Best Seller:
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Thursday, January 4, 2018

Movie Review: All the Money in the World

All the Money in the World is about the kidnapping of J.P. Getty's grandson, Paulo, during the 1970s in Rome.  J.P. Getty was at one point the richest man in the world who accumulated the most money of all time.  Christopher Plummer plays the character.  Supposedly, Kevin Spacey was supposed to film, but his reputation made the director change actors.

At the beginning of the movie, the audience learns that John Paul Getty made his money from building and oil.  His son, an alcoholic drug addict, has three children with a regular woman (played by Michelle Williams) and then divorce.  He is pretty much out of the picture, and the mother has sole custody.  What the kidnappers do not realize is that she is broke.  John Paul Getty refuses to give her a dime unless she gives up custody.  She refuses.  
The only hope of paying off the kidnappers is through the grandfather, J.P. Getty.  One problem-he doesn't want to pay.  The man is shown buying million dollar artwork like candy throughout the movie, but refuses to pay ransom for his grandson.  He finally negotiates the ransom down to 2.8 million (a deductible amount for income tax) once the kidnappers show violence.  The mother gets her son back, but he has been tortured and will probably never be the same.  Ironically, Getty dies and the mother gets control of the fortune until her children become of age.

My Review: I love this movie!  Great acting, display of wealth, and suspense.  Getty was a real son-of-a-bitch.  One could understand why his son turned to drugs and alcohol.  Director Ridley Scott makes the story even more interesting.  Besides this new masterpiece, some of his other work include Blade Runner, Thelma and Louise, and American Gangster.  He has a real Hitchcockian style throughout the movie.  This is the best flick I've seen in 2017, and I hope it wins Best Movie this year at the Oscars.  5/5 Stars

Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Goddess Fish Presents: Fire by Sam Rook

by Sam Rook


GENRE: Fantasy



The thrilling conclusion to the Knights of Av’lor trilogy!

Trapped on Av’lor and left for dead by her betrayer, Kathryn’s unrelenting determination is the only thing that might overcome the invading Zahkrinon army.

With the portal destroyed and the Zahkrinon army fast approaching, Kathryn and Lanclor have no choice but to focus on the survival of the Knighthood before they can consider rescuing Rachel. Unexpected events threaten their victory and the combined Av’lorian and Earth forces struggle to survive as their numbers dwindle.

They find the Zahkrinon are more dangerous than they had ever imagined.


“I know this news is hard to hear, but I wanted you to hear it from me,” Alextor continued. “I will do everything in my power to find a way back for you to return to your homeworld. However, the most pressing matter at hand is the approaching army. We must focus on the approaching hoard of Zahkrinon and dark elves before we can delve into—”

Kathryn abruptly rose from her chair and left the room. Most of the servants scrambled out of her way and faded back into the background, except for one small form who followed Kathryn from the room. Hal shook his head. The servant probably thought she could help the Hero of the Last Battle in some way. Hal turned his attention back to Lord Alextor, determined to listen to what his commanding officer had to say.

“I know not all of you will agree, but I believe—”

Nidira threw herself at her brother’s side and intercepted the knife meant for Lord Alextor’s heart. All around the table, the bare-footed servants randomly attacked the members of the meeting. Blood splashed across the table, a startling contrast against the white slices of bread. Hal jumped to his feet and looked behind him just as a servant prepared to attack.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Sam Rook lives in Vermont with her husband and two children. Her passion for fantasy novels began in high school with her desire to write following shortly thereafter. Software engineer by day, fantasy author by night, she strives to give her readers a chance to enjoy worlds that transport them away from the stress of everyday life.

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Monday, January 1, 2018

Movie Review: The Greatest Showman

The Greatest Showman is a musical that is loosely about P.T. Barnum's life.  The story line is somewhat fictional.  I looked up Zack Ephron's character, Carlisle.  Apparently, he never existed.  However, most of the story was true.  I am not sure where Bailey comes in.  At the end of the movie, Barnum rebuilds.  There is no mention of a partner other than Carlisle.
P.T. Barnum fell in love with a wealthy girl and married her when he had nothing.  Through some conniving, he managed to get a loan and the circus was born.  The freaks didn't have much in terms of equality or job offers back in the 1800's, so the circus at least provided a family and a paycheck.  Barnum also gets a main act, Jenny Lind.  The singer almost takes Barnum away from his lovely wife, Michelle Williams, and lovely daughters while also losing him gobs of money when she walked off of the tour.  
My Review:
I loved the music and dancing in this movie.  Zack Ephron and Zaya have an especially original number in which they swing off of a trapeze rope during a love song.  Hugh Jackman once again proves that he is the greatest showman in singing, acting, and dancing.  The freaks were three dimensional and at times made me tear up.  I felt sorry for the way they were treated.  They sort of reminded me of the freaks in American Horror Story Circus season.  The bearded lady was one heck of a singer.  Overall, this was a beautiful movie that needs to be seen on the big screen.  I highly recommend it for everyone.  5/5 Stars.

Saturday, December 30, 2017

Review: Jumanji

I got to see Jumanji a couple of days ago with my kids.  I remember the original movie with Robin Williams.  Like the 1996 film, Jumanji is a game that becomes a reality for its players.  However, there are several updates within this movie.  For one, Jumanji is a video game the players get sucked into instead of a board game from the '90s.  The players become other people based on the characters/avatars they pick out.  They have a mission with various levels, just like a video game.  There is a little film in the video game that explains the game and what the players are supposed to do.  In this Jumanji, the players need to get the emerald eye that was taken from the jaguar statue and put it back so the curse of the jungle will be lifted.  Throughout the movie, there was action, humor, and adventure.

My Review: I like this Jumanji better than the one with Robin Williams.  The Rock, Jack Black, Nick Jonas, and the other actors were terrific.  This remake is well done and a great family movie to take in on the big screen.  4/5 Stars.  Fun flick!

Friday, December 29, 2017

Movie Review: Star Wars 2017

I've been on a mission to see every movie!  So far, I've seen four in the last three days.  I will start with the first movie that I saw, Star Wars (2017).  This is the most recent installment of George Lucas's space opera/epic.  The movie picks up where the 2015 Star Wars left off-Rae finds Luke Skywalker on a mountain and Lea is fighting off the Evil Empire with the rebel forces.  While Rae is on the island, Luke doesn't seem to eager to train her on how to be a Jedi.  She has shown a great deal of talent by moving things with her mind.  She also tele-communicates with Ben Solo (Darth Vader's grandson/Lea and Hans Solo's son).  Yoda eventually talks some sense into Luke and he starts to train her.  He is extremely impressed with her potential.  The audience eventually learns about the relationship between Luke and his nephew, Ben Solo.  Meanwhile, Lea and her troops are fighting off the Evil Empire in space as they surround her space station.  Without spoiling the movie, both storylines merge and leave room for another movie.

My Review: I love Daisy Ridley as the new Jedi.  She's gorgeous and fierce.  Everyone was amazing.  I know they continued filming the movie after Carrie Fisher died, but the way it was done I couldn't tell where the computers and director filled in and when she was filmed.  This movie is probably my favorite of all of the Star Wars.  The script, direction, special effects, and acting effortlessly pulled both old fans and new fans together while ensuring a cinema dynasty for decades to come.  Well done-a must see on the big-screen.  5/5 Stars  More reviews to follow!

Friday, December 22, 2017

XPresso Tours Presents: A Harmless Little Game by Meli Raine

A Harmless Little Game
Meli Raine
(Harmless, #1)
Publication date: October 18th 2016
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
Four years ago I lost my virginity on live, streaming television.
Too bad I wasn’t awake for it.
The video went viral. Of course it would. A Senator’s daughter on camera? Wouldn’t you click “share”? Besides, that’s what three of the four guys in the video did.
They shared me.
But that fourth guy? The nondescript one in the background in the upper left corner of the screen, just sitting on the couch? The only one who did nothing?
Not one single thing.
That was my boyfriend, Drew.
And that was the last time I saw him.
Until today, when my father—now on a path to the White House—hired him as head of security for my new team as I return home after four years of “recovering” in an undisclosed location that involved white lab coats, needles, pills and damage control.
You see, the other three guys never went to jail. Never had charges pressed.
Never faced consequences.
Until today.
Game on.
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A Harmless Little Game is the first in this political thriller/romantic suspense trilogy by USA Today bestselling author Meli Raine.
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Short, clipped chestnut hair. Brown eyes the color of well-worn leather, eyes that blaze with intelligence and a guardedness no one could ever breach. He’s bigger than the last time I saw him, four years ago. Broader. More muscular. He’s a controlled, contained man who has a James Bond air to him.
And he’s looking at me right now with eyes so cold they might as well be icebergs.
“Lindsay, let me introduce you to Andrew,” Stacia starts.
Drew. Oh, God, it’s true.
“Andrew Foster will be your new security specialist. He and his team will keep you safe.”
I snort.
He stares.
Stacia’s eyes leap from Drew to me and back. “Is there a problem?” she asks, brows turning down. That’s more emotion than I’ve seen in her for four years. Her gaze darts between me and Drew, assessing the situation. No matter what, I lose if she decides something’s going sour here.
Even if Drew is the one gone bad.
“No.” Drew and I say the word at the exact same moment, in the same tone of voice. It sounds like a sharp clap, a single sound that shatters noise.
“You two know each other?” Stacia asks, her fingers caressing the paper. Without that discharge form, I can’t leave. If Drew ruins this for me, it will be the second time in my life he’s fucked up.
The first time was four years ago when he let three of our friends rape me.

Author Bio:
Meli Raine writes romantic suspense with hot bikers, intense undercover DEA agents, bad boys turned good, and Special Ops heroes — and the women who love them.
Meli rode her first motorcycle when she was five years old, but she played in the ocean long before that. She lives in New England with her family.


Monday, December 18, 2017

Ghost Stories Straight Outta New Orleans

Anne Rice's old house in Garden District
A few weeks ago I went to New Orleans with my husband.  We both never been, so were especially excited about the food, culture, and haunted history.  We took several tours, and even saw Anne Rice's old mansion.  The ghost tour was by far our favorite.  Of all of the stories, two stand out.
Ghost Story One:
Omni Hotel-A young couple who lived in the French Quarter was the most recent of the gory stories our guide had to tell.  Zack and Addie refused to evacuate during Hurricane Katrina.  They soon became a millennial fave among young people as the two love birds drank and drugged their way through every reality TV/MTV special.  No one was aware that Addie was probably bipolar and Zack suffered from PTSD.  The couple constantly fought, broke up, and then reunited.  After their last fight, Addie 'left' and Zack proceeded to get loaded at the Omni Hotel.  He charged up over a thousand dollars and then jumped off of the roof.  The police checked out his apartment.  Addie's blood was splattered all over the bathroom, her head was boiling in a pot, and her torso was cooking in the oven.  Other body parts were chilling in the fridge.
Ghost Story 2: LaLaurie Mansion
This was my favorite story over the course of the vacation.  American Horror Story fans know all about Delphine LaLaurie as interpreted by Kathy Bates during the Coven series a few years back.  Sadly, the fictional version was not that far away from the truth.  Delphine LaLaurie married Doctor LaLaurie, both of whom were stinking rich.  They had a staff of twenty-five slaves within their New Orleans mansion.  If you saw the mansion, you'd wonder why so many slaves.  The beautiful house sat on a small piece of property.  The tour guide said that a city house the same size would warrant four or five slaves.  
The LaLauries loved to entertain.  Their staff of twenty-five slaves was constantly changing.  The turnover attracted several whispers among high society.  Also, Madame LaLaurie hit her slaves in public which was against a city ordinance back in those days.  Finally the evil this married couple participated in was revealed during a party.  
There was a fire.  The fire department ordered the LaLauries to open the iron attic door which they refused.  The fire department and then the police department hacked it down and discovered a first rate horror show.  Slaves were tied up with their intestines, some were nailed to the wall, others were hacked up with their extremities sewn in different places on their bodies.  Some were impaled or set up to be impaled, etc.  The list of gruesome torture went on and on. Anyway, the police took too long to arrest the LaLauries and they got away.  Later on, more slaves both dead and alive were discovered in between the 2nd and 3rd floor boards.  The house is said to be the most haunted house in America.
The man slammed the door in our face because we would not pay 20.00 cover

Many people have owned the house, but only for short amounts of time.  Currently, a billionaire owns the place, but hardly ever stays there.  Before the current owner, Nicholas Cage owned the house.  He lost it by not paying the property taxes.  Believing he was cursed, he consulted with a psychic and was told he had to be buried next to Marie LaVeau, the famous Voodoo priestess.  He paid the family members next to LaVeau to move their relatives and bought his future tomb. My husband and I drove over to the cemetery the next day to see Cage's and LaVeau's tombs.  The man slammed the door in our faces because we would  not pay an 'entry fee' in a public cemetery.  BTW-Nicholas Cage has also been implicated as a real time traveler, but that's another blog posting.
Love New Orleans!  Hope to someday go back!
Better pic of Cage's pyramid tomb-total Illuminati-ish!

Saturday, December 16, 2017

Expresso Book Tours Presents: Randi Cooley Wilson's Nox

Randi Cooley Wilson
(The Royal Protector Academy #3)
Publication date: January 20th 2018
Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Paranormal
Love has revived an ancient war
Jealousy has risen and torn lives apart
And one prophecy demands the ultimate sacrifice

What if rewriting your destiny means that you must sacrifice the one you love? Serena St. Michael has forsaken her future—for him. Tristan Gallagher has renounced the throne—for her. The Vergina Sun prophecy has been fulfilled, but at what cost? Their love has renewed an ancient war. With Serena gone, will Tristan save her in time? Or will the dark army of Diablo Fairies descend upon the Royal Protector Academy, destroying the London clan’s legacy and ending the existence of the gargoyle race forever?
Nox is the final novel in the Royal Protector Academy series. This dangerously exciting and darkly romantic conclusion will take your breath away. It can be read as a stand-alone trilogy or after the bestselling Revelation series. Intended for mature readers (18+) due to language, mild violence, and sexual situations.
The Royal Protector Academy novels are a serial trilogy meant to be read in order:
Vernal (Book #1)
Aequus (Book #2)
Nox (Book #3)

Author Bio:
Randi Cooley Wilson is the bestselling author of The Revelation Series, The Royal Protector Academy Novels, The Dark Soul Trilogy, and "Covetousness" a Havenwood Falls Novella. She resides in Massachusetts with her husband and daughter.


Monday, December 11, 2017

XPresso Presents The Second Window by Erica Kiefer

The Second Window
Erica Kiefer
Published by: CTP Pulse
Publication date: December 5th 2017
Genres: Romance, Suspense, Young Adult
As her senior year flies by on cruise control, seventeen-year-old Olivia Cole yearns for excitement—something her upscale private school no longer provides. Her job as a grocery store bagger isn’t much help…until the day she has a bizarre exchange with the cagey town recluse. When the woman abruptly surrenders to the police, Olivia feels compelled to dig deeper into her perplexing story. But the investigation stalls when Olivia receives another piece of news—Andre Steele, the golden boy of Westmont and her previous tormentor, has unexpectedly returned from his four-year stay in Brazil—and the whole school is buzzing! All at once, Olivia’s dull and predictable life is uprooted, and she wonders if “boring” was so bad after all.
A stranger to me, I knew nothing about Jodie except that she lived on the outskirts of town. People referred to her as a hermit because she rarely ventured from her home, and when she did, it seemed only long enough to purchase groceries. She was nobody important to me—just the occasional name carried through the wind when there was nothing else to talk about. However, like clockwork, I bagged her scant items every Thursday at four PM. The odd interactions I’d have with the woman would sometimes be the most interesting part of my shift at Wayland’s, a discounted store that served as employment during the summer, and now into my senior year.
I met her eyes again, which seemed to never leave mine, peering at me with an intense silence that I couldn’t explain. She didn’t frighten me, exactly. On the contrary, there was a meekness about her that suggested her gentle nature. While she hardly smiled, she didn’t have a mean face. It was more like the bland expression of a person who had little to smile about. Yet I wondered at her reservation, certain she had more to say than she ever allowed.
Jodie’s slender fingers pulled cash from her wallet and she handed over the bills. When she turned to me once more, her teary eyes alarmed me. She swallowed hard, like she was washing down emotions that rose against her will.
“Are… are you okay?” I asked, hesitating as I placed her grocery bags into the cart. Her hand fell swiftly on top of mine, squeezing my palm. Startled by the sudden physical contact, I jerked my hand away. I regretted my actions the moment her expression shifted.
Eyes wide, she shook her head, her mouth opening as though horrified by her behavior. A tear slid down her cheek, and she brushed it away in haste. “I’m sorry.” Sniffling, she snatched her three bags from the cart and scurried toward the exit. “Hey!” I called after her. I exchanged a look of confusion with Marlene before following Jodie to the automatic sliding doors. “Wait! It’s Jodie, right?” She paused, sniffing once more. She looked back at me over her shoulder, eyes red and sorrowful. “Um, can I help you to your car? I really should have double-bagged that one.” I pointed to the bulging bag containing the heavy soups, grasping for an excuse to stall her from leaving.
The tiniest smile crept along the corners of her mouth. Her green eyes brightened beneath the sheen of tears. Relieved, I smiled back. Her next words fell from her lips in a low, quiet tone. “You take care of yourself.” Then she walked out into the cool air.
I stood there perplexed, watching this strange woman escape to the parking lot. Jodie had been a consistent presence in my life for months now, a once-a-week visit in which she spoke no more than a murmured, Thank you. Why did I feel a sudden permanence to her goodbye?
A familiar female voice called out from behind me. “I need a bagger on lane three please!”
I rolled my eyes and flipped around to see my friend Jordyn standing at the other end of the store, hollering into her cupped hands. I glanced at Marlene. My grey-haired co-worker pushed out her lips with a frown, throwing a hand onto her plump hip. I cringed and held up my index finger. “One minute,” I mouthed, and hurried toward Jordyn before she could garner anymore unwanted attention from my employers.
“You know Marlene hates when you stop by, right?” I said to my best friend. She beamed confidence at me with her wide smile, her lips stained in a bright coral that I could never pull off. Though only one-eighth Native American, the tan skin she’d inherited helped her get away with wearing colorful makeup combinations that I would never attempt on my fair skin. Jordyn also relished in the theatrics that I shied away from.
“I’m a paying customer,” she said, grabbing a box of powdered donuts off the shelf. She held them up to make her point, waving wildly at Marlene’s scowling face. Jordyn raised her voice again, like she was hollering at the deaf elderly. “She’s just gonna bag these for me and I’ll be on my way!”
I shook my head at her. “You’re going to get me fired.”
“You’ve got other problems to worry about.” Jordyn put her hands on my shoulders, and spun me around.
“What am I looking at?” I asked, not seeing anything out of the ordinary. Leave it to Jordyn to make me guess, rather than just tell me. She rotated me forty-five degrees.
“Not what. Who.” She dropped her voice to a whisper. “Past the cashiers. Aisle twelve.”
I loved her to death, but sometimes her games were a bit much. “Jordyn, come on—” I stopped, suddenly very aware of just who she was pointing out to me. I caught a glimpse of his smile first, gleaming brightly against his bronzed skin—a deeper brown than I remembered, and a compliment from his Brazilian mother. I’d almost missed him, hidden behind the cluster of kids clamoring for his attention. But then I heard his laugh, boisterous and infectious. Unique.
And stirring memories I resented.
I crossed my arms over my black apron. “What is Andre Steele doing back in Arizona?”
Jordyn inhaled noisily, letting out her breath as she spoke. “I don’t know, but Brazil sure did a nice number on him.”
I scowled and nudged her with my elbow.
“But we still hate him,” she corrected, giving a nod of solidarity.
“Of course we do.” We watched him disappear down aisle nine with his posse. Another burst of laughter trailed behind him, coupled with giggles from the girls hanging on him and the other guy slapping Andre’s back like they’d never heard someone so funny.
“Then again,” Jordyn added, “Four years can change a person. Maybe he’ll surprise you.”
I stepped away from her, returning to my position at the end of the register. I grabbed the boxes of toothpaste and floss sliding past Marlene and tossed them into a fresh bag. “I never liked his surprises.”

Author Bio:
Erica Kiefer’s debut novel Lingering Echoes was published by Clean Teen Publishing in November 2013. She continued the series with Rumors (A Lingering Echoes Prequel) and her newest release Vanishing Act. All of her books can be read as stand-alone contemporary YA fiction, touched with romance, emotional drama and suspense. With a degree in Recreation Therapy from Brigham Young University, Erica’s experiences working with at-risk youth have influenced the realistic and relatable nature of her writing. Her first inspirational non-fiction entitled Borrowed Angel (published in April 2014 with Currawong Press) describes the loss of her infant son and her journey towards healing.
Married since 2005, Erica resides in Las Vegas, Nevada with her four children and can often be found satisfying her sweet-tooth with chocolate-chip cookies and a glass of milk. Now and then, she dusts off her collegiate rugby skills and dives back into the game.


Two Truths and a Lie… and Then Some.

Before becoming an author, I first certified as a Recreational Therapist. Most people outside of my field don’t understand what that even means, so let me tell you. In short, recreation therapy uses team challenges and various methods of play to help individuals discover truth in themselves, like strengths and weaknesses or opportunities to heal. It also provides fun ways for groups to get to know each other. One of my favorite introduction games is Two Truths and a Lie, where participants prepare three statements: two of which are truthful and one that is made-up. (Every writer loves the opportunity to spin a good story, right?) So, to allow readers to get to know me better, let me offer the following possibly-true statements:
1)      In my high school, there wasn’t a wrestling team for girls. In my fight for equality, I put up enough of a stink that the boys team was forced to let me join and wrestle against them—at least until I quit.
2)      When living in Jakarta, Indonesia, my family and I were evacuated when political turmoil and rioting became too dangerous. I didn’t have to take final school exams that year!
3)      Since the age of four, I’ve had a scar that runs along my forearm, remnants of a severe burn when a hot iron fell on it. Ouch.

Now, if you had to guess… which one is the lie? (Answer provided below) While you’re thinking, here are five more TRUTHFUL facts about me:
1.      I am half-Thai and spent seven years of my childhood in Thailand, (and also lived in four other countries before graduating high school) but I’m not bilingual and can’t even imitate a decent Asian accent. Don’t talk to my mom about it.
2.      I am the grim-reaper of plants. Not one single plant or garden in my house!
3.      I’ve never lived in the same home for more than six years in my entire life. Las Vegas, NV is my first permanent stop and it’s scary and exciting at the same time to put down roots.
4.      I crave sports and would love to play competitive soccer or rugby again. I thrive off the adrenaline and feel the most comfortable in my skin running on a field!
5.      My ideal one-day vacation would include sunbathing at the beach with an intriguing book, while burying my feet in the warm sand, and (no matter how much I love them), no children to supervise so I don’t constantly wonder if they are drowning in those perfectly blue waves… followed by a ninety-minute massage at a luxurious spa. Plus, vacationing with someone (hopefully my husband) who doesn’t mind sharing a variety of food with me so that I can sample it all buffet style, leaving room for a plethora of desserts. Is that too much to ask?
And now, back to my truths and lies! Today’s falsehood is… #1! I stole the story from my husband, who did wrestle in high school and who also had a sophomore girl join the boys team, which made matches a little awkward. Zero interest in wrestling on my end. Instead, take me back to my college days playing rugby, where I also met my awesome husband who was on the men’s team.

Now it’s your turn! What are your two truths and a lie? Visit my Facebook page (www.facebookcom/ericakieferauthor) and let me know! Let’s play and get to know each other.

NWO on the Horizon: Property Grab in Line with UN Resolution

I've blogged about this before, and thanks to Frank Fontaine, I am blogging about this again.  UN Agenda 21 basically states that privat...