The Bad Squirrels excerpt!

I just finished my final draft of “The Bad Squirrels” not my editor’s edit but, anyway here is a facebook exclusive, excerpt…

Lol, not anymore, I don’t care. I love this book so much, I want you to read it so anyway…

This book talks about dreams from the idea of being an Oak tree and understanding why we dream. Also, when squirrels look the same how to tell the difference between bad and good people metaphorically using squirrels.

“I want to understand them because, they have meaning.

What’s going on in my mind while I’m dreaming? Maybe it’s our

imagination playing pretend, the way we pretend when we play with

our friends. How I feel when I go to bed, affects what dreams I have

in my head.”

“When I dreamed I was an oak tree looking down, I saw some

squirrels running and playing around, gathering the acorns I dropped

on the ground.”

Think again | Ideapod

https://www.ideapod.com/idea/Think-again/562bcd2180961de5650b4a5b

Think again

I write books for provoking insight when one may never get the answers sought, after a suicide or being misunderstood etc.
Only thing to change us is ourselves.
The human condition is the same struggle I am guessing. Emotionally we are all the same. Yet emotions are confusing and feared by us. Not certain why, they make us human not weak. Our emotions are to be expressed not suppresed. They don’t kill you, if not honest with them watch how complicated life can get.
So I write stories in hope that my feelings are recognized and familiar. I was confused as anyone else. I would write to figure life out. My life is literally an open book. My process of liberation, throwing out what I was taught, to be for who I am now. (I didn’t know I could do that and make mistakes.) We search for truth then, our own. Mine depends on the day, I ask. What can be affecting my truth. Interpretations – feeling experience.
Bad or good feeling change.
Truth is what we believe. Accept guidance but, be true.

 

Not right, to steal from people

This website below, is selling my book illegally,  I don’t understand how people get away with this stuff. Amazon had an exclusive on this book. Netgalley also, had it listed through a bookbuzz promo, I paid to use.

This website lists Simon and Schuster as an affiliate a well as other major publishers. Does anyone care? You can log into this website with Google and Facebook. Second time this website has stolen a book from me. Hundreds of downloads literally of my book. I have never been paid anything nor has my book come down.

No one wants to accept responsibility for it. Apparently filling out a copyright infringement means nothing. I think, I’m done online with ebooks. Amazon has a dept. for everything except “legal” to go after these people for their authors. No help at all.

I am very hurt by the lack of enthusiasm they show, to help resolve anything having to do with this type of thing. Especially when it’s more likely, than not. The thief got it from them being as, it isn’t being sold any place else. Nor has it ever been.

Tired of book nonsense, I can’t be bothered with it.

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Hello

Posted on July 26, 2015 by Andrea N Carr

Poem

“Hello” by Andrea N Carr

I wish, I was feeling connected to something. I do not, now. My life has become a quest for permanence in a temporary space. I knew this day would come.

Though, it was forced upon me at the time. I wasn’t ready to deal with it. I’m in search of …I don’t know. I only know it’s waiting for me and when I find it I will know, that’s it.

via Hello.

My Love poem

My love

For everything love was to you, it wasn’t me. I could see you everywhere, in everyone, in every place I was, you were sitting there to guide me through. I wanted to make you proud to know, I am with you . Proud of what I done then and would do next. Everything you heard about me was the best. I gave my best always, for you. That nevertheless, was not enough for you to give the same display for me. I wore my love for you like a banner. Everyone could see how I felt about you. Yet, your love was genuine also. The best love you had to give, didn’t have what I needed from you, to love me.

I am online

Woot woot! All my efforts, are for me to have a peaceful place to write and live though it is anything but, peaceful now. Actually, a little chaotic.

I am back online without concern, again for the connection. About time, yes!

Building a place is more of a challenge than, I care to have now. I didn’t see another option when, I made the decision to build a house instead of continuing to look for a place to live. Rather, the decision made itself, I only acted as a vessel. Nonetheless, I think I’m happy, it just depends on what day you might be asking, how it’s going.

If it’s a good day, it’s a good day. However, when it’s not and full of challenges to overcome, it isn’t bad either. Simply, annoying I mean the whole nature of the project isn’t smooth.  I have language barriers to deal with, on top of artistry among, the builders and myself.

When I get ideas, they are so smooth in my head – sailing effortlessly. I don’t know why I haven’t learned yet. It probably, won’t be the case when I am in charge of a project with no idea where to begin. I have the habit of stumbling upon what I need. Combined with the cooperation from others to get it and make it happen. I don’t think men like women using physics to say do it this way. “I don’t care if it is uneven, do it.” Using a level is about, ready to make my blood boil. I want broken plates in the floor mixed with sand and concrete. “Rocks are better.” He told me. I don’t get why, “Get over it!”

Life is weird. the only way to get control of it is to relinquish control, ride it out. I have to remind myself of things I first read from, Eckhart Tolle. When I thought he was a little crazy but, now I get and can apply what he says. How we view the things happening in our lives makes all the difference in the world.

I used to feel his teachings applied to a perfect outcome in our minds. Not true, it doesn’t have to be a feeling that is good or perfect. Only a feeling of content for how it is presently without the angst over the circumstances. But, that is another story I will save for another day.

I missed writing here, talking to no one and everyone.

I’m good, getting from A to B… so on.

press-release The Trees Outside

Début release

Family Tree,” is part of the literary fiction family saga about

an incarcerated woman named Angel, who is the narrator of an internal

monologue sharing opinions, thoughts and perceptions. Embarking on a

journey of self exploration while evaluating the meaning of her

familial relationships.


The chapters originally contained poems but the author felt they distracted

from the storyline since, her writing is poetic in nature. As a result, The Trees

Outside was born with the larger Family Tree chapter edits included as a

short story in this title.  Also an introduction and essay surmising

Andrea’s personal feelings about her story and writing. The foreword

written by M.J. Moores, OCT.


The Trees Outside  – Andrea N. Carr Author, Los Angeles, CA

African-American / Literary Fiction Narrative

Reinventing American Literature one book at a time.

Andrea is a born storyteller, her soul carries the passions and disappointments of a nation. Her writing bares faultless witness to the truths of our time.


[The Trees Outside] is a must read for all followers of Andrea’s writing, and for those new to her work as well. Miss Carr bears her soul and that of Angel’s in a truly enlightening short work. ~ M.J. Moores, OCT

The Trees Outside: Family Tree, Family Tree the Novel

For immediate release

The Trees Outside, new release from novelist Andrea N Carr
 
June 1st, 2015  on Amazon KDP
Often as human beings we find ourselves on the outside looking in on a given situation: a friend’s problems with work, the death of a distant relative, even watching police rush to a major car accident. However, one of the most difficult aspects of humanity is being able to look within ourselves and be honest about what we see there.

The Trees Outside is an introspective look at those forces affecting the character Angel Harper, from Andrea N. Carr’s début novel Family Tree. Here, she not only helps readers look into Angel’s life through her poetry and previously edited material, but she reveals the naked truth about her writing as a medium for self-expression.

The Trees Outside includes the narrator Angel’s poetry and inner monologues, which explore and illuminate how and why she makes the decisions she does. The novel affirms our common humanity and celebrates the beauty of language through its poetic prose. Also, it reminds us why we seek the answers to philosophical questions through literature. Because writing, and reading, can pull us out of our own thought patterns and cause us to examine and more deeply understand others’ feelings and ideas and aspects of our common human experience. This, in turn, allows for a deeper understanding of others and ourselves.

Andrea N Carr is an accomplished author/storyteller. She has been writing emotionally driven, self exploratory stories since 1999 from her homes in Orange County. Growing up in Huntington Beach, she later moved to Los Angeles, California after leaving a Mental Health Career, as a Psychiatric Technician for the State of CA. Miss Carr has the uncanny ability to weave words so cleverly and simply that her literary works create thought-provoking images both vivid and personal that the reader cannot help but be moved with “soul honesty.”

 


Copies of The Trees Outside are available to send to book clubs, literary societies, libraries and others interested in discussing the title. For more information, please contact publicist Cristina Deptula with Authors, Large and Small at 510-589-8252 or cedeptula@sbcglobal.net