Saturday, February 1, 2014

Book Blast & Giveaway for Beginning Anew: The Naomi Chronicles by Paula Rose Michelson, February 1, ATW Tours

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ABOUT THE BOOK

Beginning Anew CoverNaomi and Chaz know that miracles really do happen for at a friend’s wedding they reaffirmed their love and are Beginning Anew!

Yet there are consequences that the couple must face. Will Chaz love and protect his wife? Will Naomi learn to trust Chaz?

Find out in the first novel of Paula Rose Michelson’s four-book saga e Naomi Chronicles.

Available at:

  AMAZON | GOODREADS

Kindle: http://amzn.to/1fbWEj8


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Interview with Paula Rose Michelson

Forever or ready for change? I don’t like change much, but I can get bored, so this is part of my yin yang conundrum, and the devil is most certainly in the details. That being sad, I love to redecorate but like to keep things the same, I love to try new things, but relish the sameness of our orderly lives. Perhaps I can best explain what I mean by saying, I love an adventure, but when push comes to shove in order to write and support, Ron and the others who count on me, I’m at my best when I’m not stressed!

Do you find changes easy to handle? I love changes if I have implemented or had time to adapt beforehand, as evidenced by all the moves Ron and I have made during our lives. Moving is sort of a metaphor for change. Yet as with everything else we do, we chose. If our choices affirm us, as mine have, then I am at some point smiling…if not, the it’s time to have a think, think and discover why I’m doing what I don’t want to…this act of becoming sums up for me all I think, believe, and write about because without understanding what choosing does for us we can lose who we are or want to be. Having only one life, I believe it best to discover at last or at first through this process of becoming who you are. Then questions like these simply fall into place!

To give you an idea of how foundational this idea is for me, and for my heroine Naomi, here’s what the reader will see on page three of Beginning Anew.

On Choosing to Begin

Joshua 24:15 “…then choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your ancestors served beyond the Euphrates, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. But as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord.

The process of choosing, which many call beginning, can be difficult, challenging, and affirming. Beginning is a foundational step in become an individual that occurs within a loving family as children become teens and their parents encourage them to begin their exploration of appropriate choices, see which ones they will select, and try to assist them along the way. 

Although all grow from childhood to adult for some this process does not occur. Whether that is due to the environment, generationally taught fear, or the individual’s own fear is not important. What is important is that God holds each of us accountable for our choices.


We are the sum total of all we have chosen to think, do and say.


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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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Paula Rose Michelson is not only an author but also a mother of two married daughters, and the grandmother of seven. She authored the Casa de Naomi Series.

Today, February 1, 2014 The Naomi Chronicles, Book One, Beginning Anew will release on Amazon.

In 1988, she founded LAMB Ministries which teaches women recovering from trauma and abuse. While awaiting the copyright for the first LAMB recovery book titled, "Why Did We Become Angry?"

She wrote a series of politically incorrect articles that will be published under the title, "The Purple Pitch Seduction of America." These will release in 2014.

Paula can be found online on:


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For this release blast Paula has decided to do a giveaway.

The prizes are:


1st:
3 sets of the previous Casa de Naomi Books (digital format)

and

2nd:
3 x Casa de Naomi: Book One (digital format)

The winners have been selected, so this event is over!


Book Excerpt 



Chaz carried Naomi over the threshold and into the vestibule. His gaze caressed her every feature, resting at last on her eyes. They were a striking couple. She, a petite woman with olive skin, azure blue eyes, and curly hair that, when let loose, fell to her waist; he, a lanky man with close cut, dark brown hair and strong features who had once again married the woman his heart yearned for. As Naomi met his gaze with her own, she found herself believing that the Spanish tiles and sideboard stood as silent witnesses to the love encompassing them. She felt Chaz tighten his hold on her and remembered the first time she came to this casa, a teenager handcuffed and dragged here against her will.
         He nuzzled her neck, and her thoughts turned toward Chaz coming to this casa the first time they wed, unaware of her secrets. When they looked at each other, Naomi believed each of them were experiencing the magic that surrounded them, magic carried on the soft velvety breeze that drifted in through the front door, enfolding them in its embrace. Noticing that they breathed in unison, her heart rejoiced, for their unity affirmed to her that this was the beginning of all their tomorrows as their yesterdays faded away.    She smiled, certain each of them was remembering the vows they had reaffirmed, the promise of the night they shared, and the many promises they made; promises to love, cherish, and obey.
         Naomi drank in her surroundings, amazed that the place of fear and trepidation that had become a refuge for her while serving others, and from which she had fled weeks ago, was now a place of love and joy. Bringing her thoughts back to the present, she saw Chaz’s gaze sweep the casa and noticed his scowl. She wondered if he was remembering their first wedding night a little more than a month ago that for him, she believed, was a night of unmet…She blushed and was about to ask him when he turned toward her. Though she believed, she would never be sure, his look seemed to say…Nomi, you take my breath away!
         She flicked a piece of lint from his tuxedo jacket.
         “Nomi! Did you hear me?” He stared at her.
         Though not given to mind reading, because of the way Chaz looked at her, Naomi wonder if he was remembering the way they meet years ago when he was on the street inebriated. Before their life had fallen apart, he had told her that the few moments they spent then changed him forever. Now, as she relieved the moment, Chaz had called her “Nomi” she realized once more the manifold blessings of remarrying this man who used the same endearment her papá had. Chaz had called her “Nomi” before, but this time, when he spoke that name it sounded like a benediction, and her heart filled with joy. She was certain he truly loved her as her family had, for none but her family had ever called her what her papá had until Chaz claimed her heart.
“Nomi, you take my breath away!”
“Oh, Chaz, I thought I imagined you saying that.”
Chaz smiled and kissed her. “Dear one, let us remember what we went through to come to this place and this time. Let us never take lightly the love we have for each other.” 
         “I promise…I will not forget.”
         “Amore, time has robbed us of many things. Commitments unconsecrated at the beginning of our marriage and your promise of their completion on that first Sunday night.” 
         She blushed. “This is true, but there is nothing we can do about that now.” 
         “We can have our special Sunday as you planned.”
         Naomi took the measure of her man with new insight. “Do you mean to tell me that after all of this, you are willing to wait?” 
         “Sí, that is exactly what I mean. If there is one thing I have learned from all of this, it is that I need to be patient with you…with us.”
         “Are you trying to develop this trait by putting off our union?”
         “I believe we should come together after we have sorted things out. I must confess, you were not the only one hiding. I came to you with one suitcase and allowed you to think I was less than I am. For that, I ask you to forgive me. It is because both of us have not been open with each other that we need this time. Besides, waiting until Sunday will be wonderful agony for us both. After all, what is it they say, ‘waiting makes the moment more special’? I believe we should wait as you originally requested.”
         “What do you mean, you made yourself to be less than you are? Who exactly are you?”
         “See, you are aware that we do not really know each other, or you would not be reacting this way.”
         “That is true. I can see the wisdom in what you suggest. But…”
         Chaz watched his bride’s emotions as they flitted across her face. “What are you thinking about?” he asked as he put her down.
         Seconds ticked by. She smiled at him. “I was thinking about the sign.
         Chaz drew her close. “I am glad you like it.” 
         “Well…who would not be surprised…I mean pleased, to come home and discover the casa had been named after them, with a sign saying so now hanging above the front door?” She remembered asking him, “Why did you pick these words?” Though she hated having her name where everyone could see it, she smiled when he answered, “I told you before, you are my casa, Naomi. I am at home in you!” Amazed by her response, “I never thought of this as my casa,” Naomi knew she sounded happy like new brides do. Now, those words seemed to reverberate within the walls of the casa, as if the house was rejoicing with her because it somehow knew that home had always been an illusion to her until now.
         She thought of the yellow butterfly on the sign and asked, “Chaz, are you one who watches butterflies?”  
         “No, my sweet, I am one who watches you.”
         “What do you mean?”
         “What were you thinking of that made you blush when I proposed?”
         “Well…I said I would date you…because outside my bedroom’s French doors each spring, I watched caterpillars spin their cocoons and emerge later in the season as beautiful butterflies. I wondered if…if I…could be like them…becoming all I was meant to be by…marrying you.”
“When hearts beat as one like yours and mine, in time we come to understand each other’s secret yearnings.”
         “And what is my secret yearning?”
          “That we be happy—”
          “Oh yes, I want us to be happy and… hope for…”
          “Una mariposa amarilla, sí?
          “How did you know my secret wish was to be free like a yellow butterfly is?”
         “Naomi, for one who was taught that observing the Jewish faith could lead to her death, who sought freedom in America, then needed to live in isolation because she had entered the land illegally, thinking of a butterfly that goes where it wants and does what it pleases must have seemed like heaven. As for yellow, that, my lovely, is no secret. Given the choice, if you are not trying to be invisible, or dressing to please me, you wear something yellow.”
          Naomi thought of the lovely yellow sunhat with embroidered red roses Chaz had bought her and nodded. “Yes, you are right.”
Un momento.” Chaz hurried away, returning a moment later with that hat in hand. She smiled at him as he placed it on her head and draped the matching scarf artfully around her neck. “I promised myself that when you came back we would begin again with good memories. For me, this hat and dancing with you on the patio are the best!”
She smiled at him. 
He picked her up, and hurried towards the backdoor. Before he crossed the kitchen’s threshold, she motioned for him to put her down. “Is there a problem?”
          She frowned. “It is going to be hard enough to wait until Sunday, so…” 
          He saw her frown and understood all she had not said. “…dancing with you is out of the question! Now I wish you had not agreed to wait until…”
         “No. I know you were right…though it seems odd to be married twice in such a short time and never come together.”
           Chaz chuckled. “When you put it that way, I can see the humor in our situation.”  
           “It might not seem funny when some will insist that we wed on June fifteenth, 1967 instead of on July twenty-sixth, 1967.”
          “I do not care what date we use. All that matters is that we are really and truly married.”
         “Yes, a new beginning.”
         “Now there are things we need to do.”
          “What things?”
 “We must go shopping for some new bedding and other things for the master
suite.”
At the mention of bedding, Naomi blushed. 
“What is it?”
         Aware that if she shared her desire, Chaz’s plan might go awry, Naomi cast her eyes down. “Nothing…nothing at all…”
         “Naomi, do not hide from me again.”
Oh, God, how do I do this? she wondered as her color deepened.
"Naomi…please, please…” The way Chaz looked when he uttered those two
words made her feel weak in the knees.
Talk about something else, she told herself. “All right…since you spoke of Madre Vida and the sign, I must share that her name is misspelled.”
         “Is that all?”
         “Um…well…”
         “Tell me.”
         “I am so sorry that I did not clear out her room for you.”
         “Nomi, it is all right. We can do that together.” 
         “I could not let go of her presence. With your help, now I can.”
         “Good! Let us make that room our own.”
          “I am glad you will help because that way the room will really be ours. What should we do with Madre Vida’s things?”
         “We could pack them away,” he suggested. Then seeing his bride frown, Chaz exclaimed, “Why not pick some of her things and frame them!”
         “Oh, Chaz, that is a wonderful idea, but…”
         “What?”
         “Well,” she looked at him for assurance. Seeing him nod, she continued, “It might be silly to speak of such things now, but though I lived with Madre Vida for more than five years, I do not know anything about her except her work with girls like me, and the market she owned and passed on to me along with all her other commitments. Though not my real mother, she gave me this life.”
“Maybe, in her things, you will find what you want.”
“I hope so. I would like to know…” Naomi smiled at him. “She was my only family here in America.” 
 Chaz hugged her tight. “Now you have me.”
            “We have each other.” 
Chaz heard the kitchen clock chime, marking the midnight hour. He escorted his wife to her bedroom door and forced a smile. “Then we agree, tomorrow we begin to make the suite fit for us.”  
         Naomi smiled and opened her door. “Yes, tomorrow we begin to be us instead of you and me….Us, as only a couple in love can…” 
         “Will be,” Chaz finished her sentence, then he kissed her lips longingly. Drawing circles in her right hand, he moved closer, so close each could feel the other’s heart beating. “Naomi, I…” he pulled her to him.
“Whatever you want, I am yours,” she murmured as his lips encircled hers.
“Naomi,” he moaned, “I must leave you now or I will never go!” He forced himself to turn away and walk down the hall. 

8 comments:

  1. Dear Paula, it was a pleasure to be able to be a part of the release of Beginning Anew. I loved reading the first two books in the Naomi Series and I'm sure this one will not disappoint either.

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  2. Strength and compassion are the qualities I value most In a female heroine.

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  3. Lucy,

    As you know, I couldn't have done this on my own...that's why I believe God gifted me YOU!

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  4. Tonja,

    Your comment about 'strength and compassion' being qualities you admire in female heroines touched my heart, for I believe you are wired as Naomi is, and that is truly part of the blessing you and she take with you wherever you go.

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  5. In a female heroine, I admire. strength, compassion, wisdom, and honesty.

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  6. I appreciate your comment, Willow Star Serenity! When Naomi told me about herself, her complex, entwined life, I not only understood, but felt her within me. Yet I found things that felt similar with each character and in the writing thereof I came to grips with the reality that we all have fears, strengths, strength when needed and it was then that I knew God had called me to write just as the Spirit and Naomi had confirmed.

    Form the way you said what you said, I believe that you are or will become a writer too.

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  7. Strong women rock no matter their part in the story but especially as a heroine who puts a male character where he belongs in her life.

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  8. Veronica,

    I think you'll like Naomi! She ended up in a situation in Book One of Casa de Naomi: The House of blessing where she had to take over. She spent a lot of lonely years by herself. Then Chaz arrives and turns her heart and life upside down.

    As William Struse said in his 5 star review of Beginning Anew: The Naomi Chronicles, “A powerful love story continues! Set in Spanish Harlem this touching love story continues with Naomi and Chaz as they come to terms with their past. A heroine learning to love the man she needs and a hero in love with a woman whose duty is tearing her apart. Together they find the strength to face their fears with love built upon an unshakable faith.

    Author Paula Rose Michelson captures the complexities of human emotion like few authors I've read. Passion, duty, fear, revenge, courage, prejudice and love are woven into this truly gripping story which so well illustrates that which makes us human.”

    So if you enjoy seeing people grapple with life choices and personal issues, this book and the two that precede it seem to be a good choice. At Amazon and Smashwords you can download or read online 20 pages or so before you buy the book(s).

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