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Tuesday, February 23, 2016

US Art Supply 15 Piece Multi-Purpose Brush Set




I am not a artist by any means but I do love to craft. I use a lot of paint and other mediums in my crafts. This set of brushes is perfect for most of my crafting needs. There are 15 paint brushes in this set. All 15 are of different sizes, and even the handle sizes are different. I personally like the shorted handles as I feel I have more control of the brush. The handles are made of wood. The bristles are made of synthetic materials, some are stiff others are very soft. Which is also a really good thing for different projects I do. I really love this set as well as other products I have from US Art Supply. I love the quality.

I received this product free in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.




U.S. Art Supply® Small 11" Wooden Brush Box







This small wooden paint brush box by US Art Supply is pretty much a work of art by itself. It is supposed to be 11"Wide x 4-1/8"Deep x 1-3/8"Tall, but actually it is a bit smaller is measuring the inside of the box. It is made of hand-sanded aged beech wood, with a oil finish. It is just beautiful. It will hold a lot of short handled brushes as well. It could also hold other things like crochet or knitting needles, pens or pencils, and more. The lid slides off and on via a groove, it does not lock shut, so you would want to store it flat or on the closed end so it doesn't come open and spill your brushes.

  I received this product free in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.

tour for The Crow Box by Nikki Rae


The Crow Box
The Shadow and Ink Series
Book One
Nikki Rae

Genre: New Adult Dark Paranormal Romance

Date of Publication: January 15, 2016

ISBN:
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Number of pages: Around 100
Word Count: 55, 323

Cover Artist: Nikki Rae

Book Description:

The small wooden box is dirty, the size of a human fist, and sealed with wax. When Corbin takes it upon herself to clean it and break the seal, a voice she has tried to ignore gathers strength. Shadows play on the walls at night, and with a family history of mental illness, Corbin fears the worst. But the voice tells her it is real. That its name is Six and it will prove it in time.

Drawn to this mysterious entity, Corbin isn't sure what to believe and the line between reality and her imagination blurs more every day.

Some doors should not be opened; can this one be closed?



Excerpt:
A tap on the window. Something that was too much like a tree branch to really draw any attention. Then it got louder. I shoved the pillow over my head, sinking its weight into the cool fabric and throwing the covers over my head for extra good measure. I almost forgot where I was until I felt the rough fabric of the blanket that wasn’t mine. I tried to open my eyes, but I didn’t care enough to exert the amount of energy it took. Instead, I rolled over, sinking deeper into the darkness surrounding me.
I knew somehow that I had slept through all the daily activities, through group therapy and arts and crafts and TV hour. I knew it was past lights out and I found myself not caring that it would all be monitored. I could stay in this room, in this bed forever. Somewhere between sleeping and waking, between my body and muddy, thick mind, I heard the voice. I couldn't understand what it said, but it was a gentle, almost cooing sound, like one a mother would use on a child who had woken in the middle of the night from a bad dream. But they were down the hall and too far away to offer me anything.
The blanket shifted and I couldn't see because my eyes were closed; the blankets and pillow still covered my head. A moment of quiet, then the mattress dipped in next to me, in front of me. My heart pounded in my head, my throat. A second later, the pillow slid from my head, but I couldn't tell if it was my own doing. My head was too heavy; my thoughts were too clogged to get one solitary explanation through.
Hush now, the voice whispered. It was right next to my ear, right next to me. I'll show you.
Yes. Show me. Show me how to be insane. Show me how to be just like my mother. I kept my eyes completely closed.
Corbin, said the voice. As much as I hated to admit it, I liked the sound of my name in its tone. I liked how it hit me deep. It was the sound of sand being blown by the sea on a windy day. It was the feeling of fingers in your hair as you fell asleep, tangled limbs after a closely spent night. Softness and hardness of an intimate touch, one that couldn’t have possibly been delivered by anyone or anything else.
“Yes?” I hadn't realized I said the word out loud until my hot breath was bouncing back at me against the covers. I was afraid my roommate would hear, but her heavy snoring reassured me.
So you are with me, it whispered. Each word caressed my face, sent warm shivers through my skin and into the bone.
I opened my mouth to say something else, but I couldn't think of anything; I doubted I would even be able to get the words past my teeth.
Hushhhhhh, said the voice. I felt something slightly cold, yet not completely solid against my waist. It wasn't enough to make me shiver. It wasn't anything that woke me further from the drugs. My shirt slipped upward, past my belly button before it stopped.
I inhaled sharply and turned over onto my back, convinced that I was half-dreaming and if I switched positions, the dream would change just as easily.
A few moments of silence. A few moments of the tapping on the glass, the rustle of the wind outside as the rain pelted the roof. It lulled me back into comfort, back into darkness.
My little crow, crooned the voice. Again, right in my ear, right in front of my face. It made the blackness behind my eyelids shake, sprout leaves and take root. My precious petal.
I was almost unaware of the sheet moving off of me, the blankets shifting until I heard them rumple into a careless pile on the floor. My face became warm, the smell of damp dirt in my nostrils, the sound of static electricity zipping through my brain, setting off synapses to synapses.
“What are you doing?” I whispered. But my voice sounded so far away, like I was standing on top of a very high tower and trying to make my words heard to people down below.
I felt my hair being moved from my forehead, then a small, sweet amount of pressure applied there. Kissing you, my love.
I liked the gesture. It overrode any logic, any sense of self I could bring forth from the darkness.
“Why do you only kiss me at night?” I whispered.
Another small peck, warm and then cool against my cheek. I am strongest at this hour. The words slithered around my skin, crawled to the back of my skull like some creature that had suddenly sprouted legs. And you are most open to me.
“Open?” I asked, my head swimming with medication, my eyes glued shut, my body heavy with sleep that had yet to come.
I felt the slight breath of an amused, silent laugh. Yessssss, the voice whispered. Open, my crow.

I opened my eyes, but I was only met with darkness. I knew that it was all in my head as the dim room spun around me, but I didn't care. I didn't want to think about it or what it meant. It was easier to pretend. If I was the only one who knew, I was the only one who knew the truth. I couldn't be losing my mind if I was so in control of it.
Book Trailer: https://youtu.be/jitYSz0-9LU




About the Author:

Nikki Rae is an independent author who lives in New Jersey. She explores human nature through fiction, concentrating on making the imaginary as real as possible. Her genres of choice are mainly dark, scary, romantic tales, but she’ll try anything once. When she is not writing, reading, or thinking, you can find her spending time with animals, drawing in a quiet corner, or studying people. Closely.

Website: http://www.nikkiraeauthor.com/

Blog: http://nikkixrae.blogspot.com/

Twitter: @NikkiRaexX

Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/Nikki-Rae-394844663902407/

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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6751095.Nikki_Rae

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Nikki-Rae/e/B00B8YR0Y6/

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Super Book Blast for Nobody's Princess by Sarah Hegger


Nobody’s Princess
by Sarah Hegger

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GENRE: Contemporary Romance

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BLURB:

Tiffany Desjardins has a plan. Well, she had a plan, until her past and all its complications came back to haunt her. Her not-quite-ex-husband, Luke, is missing, and suddenly everyone needs to find him--including Tiffany, if she wants to marry the true man of her dreams. Then there's Thomas Hunter, Luke's brawny friend, who won't take "no road trip" for an answer--and who won't stop showing up in her daydreams…

Thomas couldn't care less about Luke's personal life, but he needs to find him if he's going to make his fledgling minerals and metals company a reality. And if that means following Tiffany, who's taken off in Luke's rare Lamborghini Miura, he's more than willing--especially if there might be a chance to negotiate some of Tiffany's lovely curves. As Tiffany and Thomas speed along without a map, the only destination that seems certain is being together…


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Excerpt Two:

Tiffany did a quick, happy two-step. He even had beautiful blue eyes. He might be a shade on the tall side, but they could fake that a bit. Not as young as she’d first thought, but makeup would fix that. Two vertical lines between his eyebrows gave off a sort of don’t mess with me vibe. She beamed at him. “You’re perfect.”

He raised an eyebrow, and returned her smile cautiously.

Oh, yes, yes, yes. He had one of those smiles, all innocent on the outside until you looked into those bad-boy eyes. Scrap the Botox, those laugh lines were smoking hot. She did a quick body scan. Nice. Very nice. If he looked as good out of that tight T-shirt as he did in it. Seriously, where had this boy been hiding himself?

Tiffany patted the sort of forearm that could be best friends with a jackhammer, and mentally forgave the casting agent. “Okay.” She stretched her fingers to capacity to grip his arm. Wow! And this from a girl who worked with wow every day. “We are going to have to hurry. Strip and let’s get you all pumped up.”

“Where the hell have you been?” Piers snarled. “Your call time was one thirty.”

Blondie opened his mouth to reply. Tiffany spun him toward makeup. No good arguing with Piers when he was on a tear. A waste of time they didn’t have. Things were turning around. The white boy was here, and he was gorgeous. The shoot would finish on time, and then she could deal with Lola. And still have time to prepare herself for the night.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:


Born British and raised in South Africa, Sarah Hegger suffers from an incurable case of wanderlust. Her match? A hot Canadian engineer, whose marriage proposal she accepted six short weeks after they first met. Together they’ve made homes in seven different cities across three different continents (and back again once or twice). If only it made her multilingual, but the best she can manage is idiosyncratic English, fluent Afrikaans, conversant Russian, pigeon Portuguese, even worse Zulu and enough French to get herself into trouble.

Mimicking her globe trotting adventures, Sarah’s career path began as a gainfully employed actress, drifted into public relations, settled a moment in advertising, and eventually took root in the fertile soil of her first love, writing. She also moonlights as a wife and mother.

She currently lives in Littleton, Colorado, with her teenage daughters, two Golden Retrievers and aforementioned husband. Part footloose buccaneer, part quixotic observer of life, Sarah’s restless heart is most content when reading or writing books.

She loves to hear from readers and you can find her at any of the places below.



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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION


5 x paperback copies of Nobody’s Princess
5 x ebook copies of Nobody’s Princess
1 x $50 Amazon Gift Cards
2 x $20 Amazon Gift Cards
3 x $10 Amazon Gift cards





Monday, February 22, 2016

Homar 6 Pcs Cable Clips & Cord Organizer




If you have a computer or other electronics with lots of cords will know what I mean by spaghetti. My desk is full of spaghetti. I have a wired phone on my desk, so 2 wires counting the power cord and the phone cord. I have my laptop and a desktop computer both on my desk. I also have various other cords one for a desk lamp, sever charger cables. This is all on the desk. Under the desk is a whole new plate of spaghetti. Even wireless devices need cords.

These cable clips by Homar are great at organizing these cords. Instead of loose cords everywhere I have them bundled into these small cable clips. Even y thinner wires fit and stay put. These little clips are about as big around as a US Quarter and have a glue strip on the back to hold them in place. I have them on the desk itself and also under the desk attached to the wall. There are 3 opening sin each clip, there are 6 clips in the pack. The clip itself is made of rubber, so it has some give to it when you pull a cord. Being rubber they are also protective to the cords, they cannot cut the cords. There are 2 black, 2 green, and 2 blue in the package which to me is even better with organizing the cords. I have my desktop cables in the green ones both above and below the desk.  No more trying to figure out which cord is which above and below. these are great.

  I received this product free in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.

Jeff Gold's Wanderings


I just received Jeff Gold's newest Cd and I have to say I love it. There are 10 tracks on the CD and all of them are great. They are acoustic guitar. They songs are all very relaxing and actually I was working while listening and really got quite a bit done. The music is not distracting like a lot of music.

My favorite track on the CD is called Hummingbird it is track 7. After it played the first time I actually stopped what I was doing and replayed it, so I could really listen to it and it was even better when I was actually listening to it without work being a distraction.

Out of the 10 tracks there are non that I didn't like. Jeff Gold's music is very relaxing and I really like that. I do like some head banging music as well but this is perfect for quiet times. This is great at nap time for baby as well. Probably for myself also :)

I do have other music from Jeff and love those CD's as well. Thanks Jeff for another great CD.

Jeff sent me this CD in exchange for my honest review and honestly I love it,

Check out all of Jeff's Cd's on http://jeffgoldmusic.com/

Hair Straightener Brush from Pink Madison







My hair is a mess, there I said it. I was excited be to asked to try this brush and I am so glad I did. In a little longer then it takes to just brush my hair each morning this brush done so much more for my hair then all the styling products in my bathroom ever could. I have very thick curly frizzy hair. In less then 10 minutes my mane was under control. I did not want all the curl out of my hair so I did not take the time to get it totally straight and I love that I have that decision to make. With flat irons I don't really have the option to keep it wavy.

The controls are on the side of the handle and I did keep hitting it with my thumb while using the brush but that really wasn't a big deal. With my mess of hair I needed to keep the brush on its highest heat, but it did not burn my head at all. To use this brush is so easy just basically brush your hair as usual only go slowly.

I am attaching pictures of before, during, and after. I went to bed the night before with wet hair so it is not pretty at all. I had actually brushed my hair with a regular brush in the before picture, you can't tell it though :)  In the during pictures, I had finished one side, and that side is almost 3 inches longer then the side I had not touched yet.

I am thrilled with this brush, the ease of it is awesome, and I love how it tames my hair and takes most if not all of the frizz out, without adding styling products to it. I did use a heat guard spray after I was done and ran the brush back over it all a few times though. But for testing purposes I did not want to use the products before hand.

I received this product at a discounted price in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.