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A truly unique voice

It doesn't get any shorter and sweeter than this review for my novel, My Own Voice:

5.0 out of 5 stars Five StarsByJeremy Galarzaon November 16, 2016Format: Kindle Edition|Verified PurchaseUvi has a truly unique voice that I can't wait to explore further

Holding onto each other as the afternoon air chilled

As she proceeded to talk, he hesitantly inched his fingers closer to her, as if casually stroking the bench, hoping to reach out and touch her hand resting on the bench between them. Not knowing what to expect, he didn’t dare breathe when he saw her hand stir toward his. Slowly, tentatively, their fingers drifted toward each other as her chest rose and fell in a visible flutter, and his breath suddenly became belabored. When their fingers finally touched, it jolted through him like the time he reached into a rat hole in Five Points, and felt the sharp sting of those tiny teeth nibbling at his hand.He shook his head. Rats? Ridiculous. Breathing more easily now, he curled his large hand over her small one as a sense of belonging washed over him. It seemed as if he had come ‘home.’She must have felt it as well. She shifted her body closer to him, enabling their hands to intertwine more tightly together. There was no talking now, just holding onto each other as the afternoon air chilled, foreshadowing the nip of evening.Out of the corner of his eye, he could see her swivel her head casually toward the western edge of the park, and following her gaze, he spied two indistinguishable female figures, one thin, and the other stout, like two anamorphic shapes against a darkening background.
Excerpt from Genteel Secrets by S.R. MalleryIncluded in  Love in Times of War

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Boots covered in tassels were as common as toys on a Christmas morn

Wes had also spent part of his day drinking, holed up over at his favorite haunt, the local hurdy-gurdy dance hall saloon, where, for just a fifty-cent piece, the girls sure knew how to give a cowboy a rousing romp, while lady singers belted out the likes of Old Dan Tucker and Buffalo Gals.Dressed in far flashier outfits than Madam Ana’s doves, they seemed to pay no heed to a fellow getting corked up and carrying on. While Ana’s establishment maintained a certain decorum in their parlor, here, unbridled debauchery was the norm. Ruffled skirts, petticoats more colorful than a rainbow, and boots covered in tassels were as common as toys on a Christmas morn. While Ana employed at least one bouncer to maintain order between the girls and her customers, the saloon gals carried pistols or daggers in their boots, and truth be told, at that close range, they had never missed a target yet.Low-cut bodices, breasts spilling out like soft pillows, and bared, rounded shoulders mimicked some of the nearby hillocks covered with soft mounds of snow. Bright-colored silks and chiffon ruffles bombarded the senses as fancy garters adorned tempting female legs to such a degree that men didn’t know if they were coming or going, until it was too late, until their week’s pay was gone, or they’d lost every penny in a card game fueled by card sharks.
Excerpt from Genteel Secrets by S.R. MalleryIncluded in  Love in Times of War

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To survive this winter in the wilderness, body and spirit must harden

This revolt, mounted by my own flesh and blood, forces me to consider my friends, advisors and military personnel with a degree of caution, and wonder who amongst them is a friend, and who—a foe. Before taking a risk and reaching out to any of them I must get a sense of their level of support for me. Are they devoted to my cause, which is to make this country not only strong but also stable? In my house, the House of David, there should be a peaceful transition of power from one generation to the next. I send messages to a handful of people, calling them to meet me under the oak tree, on the other side of the ravine. Then I head in that direction with my wives. When we finally get there by the end of the day I note that Bathsheba has blisters on her heels. She is wincing in pain, as do the others. Back in the palace, where we used to walk on the softest of rugs, our soles have softened. Spoiled by luxury, so have our souls. To survive this winter in the wilderness, body and spirit must harden. Can we do it? God knows.
David in The Edge of Revolt

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"At times startling, as times awe-inspiring, and at all times fine reading, this is a welcome addition to the growing library of one our more important writers."
-Grady Harp, Hall of Fame Reviewer

Come closer, snuggle up

“But Lenny, it’s so simple! I missed you—”“That’s no reason, Natasha, for what you’ve done. Why leave home, especially now, when we’re at war? If you love me, keep yourself safe, if only for my sake! Why, why put your life at risk—”“Perhaps,” she said, “I’m not looking for safety! Have you ever thought of that? Perhaps something else is more important to me.”“Like what?”“I can’t continue to depend on others, Lenny, the way I’ve done all my life. This is my time to change, to demand new things of myself, even if they happen to frighten me, even if I’m scared out of my mind.”“Not sure I understand—”“Please try, Lenny.”“What is it you want?”“Just this: to stop leaning on those closest to me.”“You could’ve done that back home, couldn’t you?”“That’s the place where I’m being taken care of, to the point of feeling stuck. Worse than that: suffocated. Someone, usually Mama, drives me to where I need to be. Someone points me to the dressing room, calls me to the stage. I’m nothing more than a mechanical doll. All I do is respond.”“You do much more than that! You excite audiences, Natasha! And to me, you’re an inspiration—”“Yes, you admire the way I play, but in truth music is the only thing for which Papa trained me.”“You’re too critical of yourself,” I said.To which she said, “No, Lenny. I’ve seen him decline, seen him lose his mind, and if—if, like him, I’ll ever lose mine—how in the world will I recover? How will I find my way, when I’ve never developed the skill to do so?”I lowered my head before her. “Never,” I said, “until now.”“Exactly,” said Natasha. “Until now.”And a moment later, blotting the corner of her eye, where a tear was forming, she whispered to me, “Come closer, Lenny, snuggle up, but never, ever let me lean on you.”
Lenny in Dancing with Air

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"The imagery in this book is incredible and outstanding... Anyone who has been involved in a passionate romance will be able to feel the power of the romance between these two lovers." 
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In the end of my story there are colors now, where before there were none

Today I have the pleasure of presenting the gifted narrator of two of my books, The Music of Us and Dancing with Air: Don Warrick. Don is an actor who spent his entire life presenting the written word. He is second to none in his storytelling: a musician of many skills, a teacher, performer, conductor, recording artist, and an audiobook publisher. For the last several months he has been working at California Lutheran University as Manager of IT Training. Being so busy during the day, Don is up at the wee hours of the night, breathing life into my characters. I listen to their voices, which he sends me well after midnight. I laugh, I cry, as if the story came not from my pen but is unfolding before me for the first time. Often I think of the sacrifice he is willing to make for his craft and I am deeply grateful for it.
I asked Don to write about anything that came to mind while working on Dancing with Air, and was deeply touched by what he wrote:
My dad served in the second world war. I never thought much about it growing up, mainly because it was a completely empty page. It didn't feel like it was a taboo subject exactly it was almost like somehow, the subject just never came up. When I was a small boy, all I had was a picture of my dad in an army uniform. It wasn't until many years had gone by that I learned he was a navy medic in the south pacific during the war. During the war, his first wife contracted polio and died. My dad who grew up a devout Catholic never spoke about three things when he came home. His beloved first wife, his military service, and God. He blotted all three until the ink wasn't even a faint image on the page.
This is oddly where my connection to Uvi's books begins. With a sorrow and an emptiness. A blank page whose words, were they lifted would be so horrifying that they would be beyond expression. And yet, this is my job. I give expression to the words on a page.
And so, as I engage with these characters they help me color in the blank spot. Their sorrows, their fears, their triumphs and their regrets take root. They give me a compass point. Yes, they are just a fiction but even so, as I live in their skins I get to pay a sort of homage to my dad. To all those that lived through that terrible time in human history and emerged to cling to small lives and great.
And in the end of my story there are colors now, where before there were none.

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The Music of Us by Uvi Poznansky
Dancing with Air (coming soon) by Uvi PoznanskyA Family Affair: Summer (Truth in Lies, Book 3) by Mary Campisi The Betrayed Trilogy: Boxed Set By Mary CampisiFlying With The Enemy: Memoir of a Young Cadet by Oleg V. OksevskiThe Song of Kings Book by R J ChanceChristmas Past by Julie Elizabeth PowellFigments by Julie Elizabeth Powell13 by Julie Elizabeth PowellLost Shadows by Julie Elizabeth Powell
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There was something about snow that made everything so magical

Sarah walked away from town but stayed on well-worn paths that would take her to her favorite spot. She was aware of how easy it was, and how dangerous, to get lost in this heavily wooded area. The mountains could be very unforgiving during the winter months, with their short days and plummeting temperatures. Even the most seasoned outdoorsman could freeze to death. She had discovered an outcropping of boulders just at the edge of the forest where she could nestle up against them, sheltered from the wind, and look out onto an unrestricted and breathtaking view of the mountainside.Since the sun set earlier and earlier, Sarah didn’t have but a couple of hours before darkness would fall. When she got to the spot, she nestled in between two boulders and leaned back to admire the scenery. All but the pine and cedar trees were now completely bare of leaves, and while that might had been a depressing sight, last night’s snowfall had made the mountainside into a winter wonderland. There was something about snow that made everything so magical. It covered nature’s imperfections. A foggy mist was also beginning to settle over the treetops and with it brought total silence. It was as if the world had held its breath just so she could enjoy this special moment. Sarah had the strangest feeling that the world was trying to tell her to cherish it, that one day she was going to need this memory and the feelings that came with it. So she did just that - let it all soak into her very pores, afraid to blink for missing a thing. The moisture-laden air nipped at her exposed skin as her gaze wandered over the beautifully snow-laden canopy. It was impossible to remember it all, that was clear, and so she pulled out her camera and snapped a few shots. They wouldn’t do it justice, she knew that, wouldn’t capture how it felt to be here; to really be here.The sky soon began to darken and so she tucked the camera back into its bag and climbed off the rock, ready to head back into town. While she was sliding down the last large boulder, a movement caught her eye. She was standing on the forest floor, halfway through straightening her bright red coat, when she realized what she’d seen - a stunning white stallion and its rider. She had never grown up around horses so wasn’t crazy about the idea of standing too close to the animal and so approached them warily, stopping a good few yards short of the terrifyingly tall creature.Charlie slid out of the saddle.
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Great book based on King David

Grateful to find this review for my novel, Rise to Power:

5.0 out of 5 stars Great book based on King DavidByBook LoverVINE VOICEon November 14, 2016Format: Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase I always like to read about Biblical characters in a novel. The author can take liberties with character or stick with the truth from the Bible and embellish it as they wish. This book is a great novel about King David's life as if he had written it himself. It is an interesting book and I highly recommend it.

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Writer of powerful, emotion-charged romance. My mind is a tornado of words eager to envelope my readers.
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