Hi, these are 2 of my E-Books. The 2nd Mum. One Christian family unit, one tragic loss, A family's healing, discovery and recovery. The Inspiration Of Words Poetry Book. Dynamic Christian Poetry amazon.com/author/jenniferisilda888

If anyone has an author website that they’re particularly proud of, can you share a link? I’d just like to see some good examples in order to get some ideas for my own page. Thanks in advance!

Got an email saying Perfect Keto was up. So, I bought the first copy to make sure the kindle version was okay. The link is: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0HJ3Y8LH3. 229 drafts over two years off and on. Without the help and support from Book Launchers and the folks at skool, this would have taken longer. Okay, enough celebration, back to finishing the SEO work on my webpage.

I had put my data into the Nielsen Title Editor because I sell my books in the UK. That only allows you to put in the most basic data about your book. I found out they have another service, Nielsen Enhanced Services (https://nielsenisbnstore.com/Home/) that will allow you to add reviews and much more. It costs 79 pounds per year - I signed up for it and I'll see what effect it has. They also have a service that allows you to create a kind of widget that shows part of the inside of your book. I'm going to look into that, too at https://nielsenisbnstore.com/Home/Book2Look. They call it a "Biblet", and it has some cool features. Thought I'd share this information.😀

Just wanted to share a really rough couple of weeks… My mom being hospitalized two weeks ago, my book launching on Thursday, my mom passing yesterday and my birthday today. I was built with strength, provided by God and cured by my mom. So I can handle pressure. Especially under stress. I wrote the tribute below from the hospital room while watching her… 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝 The clock ticked slower there. In that wing of a medical center in São Paulo, time stopped being in a hurry. You heard every tick. You felt the space between them. And you would have given anything to fill that gap with something other than what was coming. My mom (Mamis to us) spent her last fourteen days in that hospital. Tough as nails to the very end. Eighty years old, on the 21st floor, fighting until her last breath. Giving out a little more each morning, her breathing heavier and heavier, her strength fading like a tide going out and not coming back. That fight came from somewhere deeper. She had a rough life. Unfortunately, her last weeks followed suit. On the flip side, you don't raise two kids who turn out better than okay without being tough as nails yourself. On that wing, nobody talked about it out loud, but everybody knew. No patient walks out of that floor alive. It's not a hospital ward. It's a waiting room for the inevitable. A death sentence with soft sheets and the kindest nurses and doctors you will ever meet in your life. They are not there to perform miracles. They are there to provide abundant love to the patients and their families. I know death. I've been close to it four times myself. But here's the thing: facing your own death and watching someone you love face theirs are not the same thing. Not even close. In those four instances, I was the main actor. I had my own will to throw at it. My own body to fight with. There was something to do. With my mom, I was the spectator. And that's a completely different weight. You can't fight it. You can't fix it. You can't trade places, nor can you buy more time or hope.