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A Hundred Feet Over Hell: Flying with the Men of the 220th Recon Airplane Company Over I Corps and the DMZ, Vietnam 1968-1969
by Jim Hooper
Published by Zenith Press
272 Pages, Hardcover, $25.00
ISBN: 978-0760336335
Of the many army Bird Dog units in Southeast Asia, none operated in as hostile as environment as the "Catkillers" of the 220th Reconnaissance Airplane Company. Their tactical area of operations was up against the Demilitarized Zone in I Corps, the northern-most combat zone in South Vietnam.
Unlike the US Army aerial forward observers farther south --who, according to regulations, were only allowed to direct field artillery against enemy targets--Catkillers were authorized and trained to control air strikes, which they did regularly in support of both marine and army ground units. Elsewhere in Vietnam air strikes were supposed to be controlled by US Air Force FACs (but necessity often overrode regulation).
Flying over Vietnam in two-seater Cessnas, they often made the difference between a soldier returning alive to his family or having the lonely sound of "Taps" played over his grave. Based on extensive interviews, and often in the men's own words, A Hundred Feet Over Hell puts the reader in the plane as this intrepid band of U.S. Army aviators calls in fire support for the soldiers and marines of I Corps.
Jim Hooper is a war correspondent and author with a degree in Slavic studies. Wounded twice while covering Africa as a freelance journalist and photographer, he has reported on wars in Angola, Chad, Namibia, Sierra Leone, South Africa, Sudan, and Uganda. He is equally familiar with the Balkans, filing dispatches from Croatia, Montenegro, and Bosnia (where he was captured by Muslim extremists and escaped execution by sheer luck). He had written for publications ranging from The Economist to Jane's Intelligence Review. This is his fifth book. He lives in London.
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TALK TO ME LIKE I’M SOMEONE YOU LOVE: Relationship Repair in a Flash
by Nancy Dreyfus
Tarcher/Penguin spiral-bound paperback 978-1585427703; $16.95; 2-color
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Nearly every relationship guide urges couples to improve their lines of communication, become better listeners and be more open about their fears and feelings. But how do you choose the right words in the heat of the moment? And how do you keep your tone and inflection from mangling the message you want to communicate?
Veteran psychotherapist Nancy Dreyfus provides a groundbreaking solution in TALK TO ME LIKE I’M SOMEONE YOU LOVE: Relationship Repair in a Flash. An insightful guide and a unique tool, TALK TO ME highlights the power of written messages to defuse tension and put an end to conflict, offering both sound advice and more than 100 “flash cards for real life” that can be utilized in the heat of the moment. Organized by theme, the flash cards include such messages as:
• Shifting Gears: “I don’t need you to see this exactly as I do. But I do need you to hear where I am coming from.”
• Taking Responsibility: “I can see that my anger has been destructive and that I’ve really hurt you.”
• Getting Clarification: “I can absolutely see why you’d be annoyed with me, but can you give me some sign that we’re still friends?"
• Apologizing: “I’m sorry I made such a big deal out of something so unimportant.”
Dreyfus has used the cards in her sessions and in her life. Now, in TALK TO ME LIKE I’M SOMEONE YOU LOVE, she brings this one-of-a-kind relationship tool, along with her extensive and insightful “field notes,” to a broader audience.
Nancy Dreyfus , Psy.D., is a psychotherapist and couples therapist with more than two decades of experience. She holds a doctorate degree from Hahnemann University Medical School. Visit her online at www.nancydreyfus.com.
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ADMIT ONE: My Life in Film By Emmett James
Fizzypop Productions, LLC, February 2010ISBN: 978-0-9842581-0-9
US $19.95, 216 pages, Hardcover
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''Hilarious, honest, touching, and poignant. The stories transported me back to my childhood, seemingly the very place from which I escaped years ago!''
--Phillip Rhys, actor, 24, Nip/Tuck''Funny and moving, capturing vividly the most important moments of youth. A very personal story to which everyone can relate.''
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First set in Croydon, South London, in the 1980s, ADMIT ONE, details how Emmett James escaped the pains of adolescence by going to the cinema. With wry, self-deprecating humor and observation, the author reflects on, obsesses over, and rages about film and its correlation to our pasts. Life soon imitates art, and the narrator finds that his true calling is in transiting one side of the screen to the other. He decides to leave England for the only place where he can realize his dream of becoming an actor ––America.
We then follow the narrator on his numerous Hollywood adventures as he struggles to survive, crashes an Academy Awards party, and chases his dream. At every turn, the films that inspired James as a child resurface, and they serve to contextualize his humorous collection of stories. He provides unique insights into the fascinating world of film, and eventually stumbles into acting in the highest-grossing movie of all time, Titanic.Emmett James spent his childhood in Croydon, South London and finished his schooling in Cambridge, England. Studying acting at Strasberg Actors Studio in London he began working in theater, eventually moving to Los Angeles in the early nineties to pursue his acting career in film. For over a decade he has worked extensively as a professional actor, winning a prestigious ADA as well as appearing in Emmy, Golden Globe, SAG, and Academy Award winning work. In addition to acting, he has produced, taught, and directed film, stage and television productions in Hollywood. From a family of authors including J.B. Priestley, he continues to live and work in Hollywood.--Book Trailer:
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LIVE A LIFE YOU LOVE: 7 Steps to a Healthier, Happier, More Passionate You by Susan Biali, M.D.
Beaufort Books/March 2010
Paperback/208 pages/$16.95
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Live a Life You Love provides the reader with practical and personal tools to apply to life, ranging from proper diet and exercise to relationship skills, mental awareness and spirituality. While providing sound medical and nutritional advice, Dr.Biali helps you understand the importance of listening to your body’s mental, emotional and physical signs. Uniquely, Live a Life You Love underscores all of these practical points with candid examples from Dr. Biali’s personal life, cultivating a sincere and authentic experience across the pages.Written in a user-friendly format, Live A Life You Love touches on: • Self-love 101 and why it is mandatory – especially for women• The mental and physical criticality of living a balanced life• How to eat in a way that prevents chronic disease and aging• How to stop yo-yo dieting• How to foster and take charge of your relationships• How to rid yourself of toxins in your life• How to honor who you really are and want to be“Happiness isn’t just for lucky people – you can choose and create it.” – Dr. Susan BialiDr. Susan Biali holds a Doctorate of Medicine and a Bachelor’s of Science in Dietetics from the University of British Columbia. She has appeared in national print media such as Self, Fitness, Hello! and the Chicago Tribune and had a “Food for Thought” column for the past 8 years in The Medical Post. Currently she blogs for PsychologyToday.com is a “Health Maven” and “Top Health Blogger” for Wellsphere.com and an expert for HealthyCanada.com. Dr. Biali has appeared on numerous television, radio and internet media outlets in Canada and the United States including Fox News, Global TV, CTV, CityTV, MSNBC, MSN, AOL and The Good Life Network. She resides in Vancouver, B.C., Canada with her husband and dance partner, Armando Martinez. --Articles:
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MANIFEST: A Mystyx Novel
By Artist Arthur
Kimani Tru | August 2010 | ISBN: 978-0-373-83196-8
US $9.95/$11.99 Canada | 256 pages | Paperback
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MANIFEST is the first in the Mystyx series from the Harlequin imprint KimaniTru. With its ethnically diverse cast of characters, accessible voice, and paranormal element, MANIFEST, is the first in a series that will please every fan of YA literature looking for a fresh take on the genre.
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“We’re not that different, you know. Most kids have the same problems, just different circumstances.”
Fifteen-year-old Krystal Bentley is royally miffed. Why her mom had to divorce her dad and drag her from New York City to the middle-of-nowhere Connecticut is beyond her. She’s never lived outside of The City and doesn’t know what to expect. But there’s one thing she never could have expected: the cute dead boy standing in her bedroom asking for help.
As she juggles being the new girl, resisting the requests of Ricky, the transparent dead boy, to find his killer, and dodging the demands of every other ghost on the planet, she can barely find time to hate her mother’s new husband.
When she begins to think it’s all too much, she finds comfort in a bizarre friendship with Sasha, a disappearing socialite and Jake, the telekinetic boy from the wrong side of the tracks. They both bear the same M shaped birthmark as her and the alliance of their powers seems to have a history that dates back to the 1700s.
But what are their powers for? Can they be used to get themselves out of the dangerous mess they’re currently in, or will they prove to be more dangerous than anything they’ve ever imagined?
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MANIFEST: A Mystyx Novel
by Artist Arthur
Chapter One:
"I can't hear you. I can't hear you," I repeat, talking to myself. Maybe if I keep saying it the voice will go away. I know people driving by me probably think I'm a lunatic.
My feet are moving so fast I barely feel them touch the ground. Cool air slaps my face like it's trying to remind me that I'm outside. It's almost spring according to the calendar, but it still feels like the dead of winter in Lincoln. Probably because we're so close to the water.
Whatever. I'm cold and I think it's beginning to rain. But I don't care. I just want to get home, inside the house, to the safety of my room. It won't follow me there.
I can't believe it followed me here. I ignored it in New York. You'd think it would have the good sense to stay in the city where there's a little excitement. Why follow me here to the ends of the earth where everyone acts like they're sleepwalking most of the time?
As I cut through the bushes at the end of the driveway, my book bag sways back and forth, threatening to slide off my shoulder as I run. If it does, my Biology book will fall out and the hastily scribbled notes I took this morning on the project that's due at the end of the month will probably hit the ground and blow away. That might not be such a bad thing.
I hunch my shoulders, pushing the book bag back into place. My feet crush the weeds in the flower bed that Janet will likely replant in a few weeks. And I keep running.
My cheeks puff in and out as I inhale huge gulps of air to keep my heart pumping. I'm not a runner. Actually, I hate exercise of any kind and it shows. I take the front steps two at a time because I want to hurry up and get to my room.
'Help me.'
Damn! There it goes again.
I press the palm of my hand over my ear while I dig in my front pocket for the house key. My fingers are shaking but I finally get the door unlocked, slam it shut behind me and take the stairs in the front hall like a steroid-pumped-up Olympic sprinter.
My room is at the far end of the hall, but I swear it feels like it's twenty miles away as I dash toward the door. Once inside, I slam the door, drop my book bag and sink to the floor struggling to breathe.
Safe. All I can think is that I'm finally safe.
'Help me.'
His voice echoes around the room, louder that it was before. Louder than when I was on the school bus or when I was running into the house.
It's been a long time. I thought this creepy stuff was over. I haven't heard voices since I was twelve years old, and I'm not sure if I really heard them then.
Who am I kidding? I heard them before and now they're back. But I cover my ears because I want the voice to stop so badly.
I'm rocking on the floor now, pulling my knees to my chest and wrapping my arms around them, holding myself tightly. My eyes are closed. I wish I could find a way to close my ears, too.
I did it before. I quieted the voices for a long, long time. But now they're back. Why?
"I can't hear you. I can't see you. You are not real."
But I can hear him, that's the freakin' problem.
'Help me, Krystal.'
"I can't hear you. I can't see you. You are not––"
Did he say my name?
'Please,' he begs.
For some reason the sound of his voice isn't scaring me anymore. I loosen my grip around my legs and I stop rocking. My heart still feels like it's going to jump out of my chest and land on the floor, but for some reason I'm not scared now.
I open my eyes, not that I mean to, it just happens I guess. I look towards the window seat where all the stupid stuffed animals Janet thought would cheer me up are arrayed like a pastel-colored army.
I don't know what I'm looking for. Whatever it is, I hope I don't find it.
But there he is––a black boy, kind of tall and skinny. He's wearing jeans, the baggy kind like all the guys in school wear, and a white T-shirt three sizes too big, hanging to his knees like a nightgown. His boots look new, Timberlands with the laces only halfway up, the huge tongue sticking out from the sagging denim hem of his jeans. He's wearing a watch on one wrist and a bracelet––I think it's silver––on the other. His hair is kind of curly on top, cut low on the sides with some lines of a design or something.
I suppose he's kind of cute.
But he's kind of transparent.
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