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January 22, 2014

A lovely chat on radio about writing, creativity and poetry

I have just gone off the air after a lovely chat with co-hosts Vanney-Vanessa Thompson and author LJ Jamela Thomas

Check it out:


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Published on January 22, 2014 18:23

I am in awe!

Wanda "Panda" Hartzenberg is a top rated reviewer, and the author of a new book, The Struggle of Me. She ranks #2 top readers, #11 best reviewers , #1 top reviewers on Goodreads. So I am deeply honored that she posted this review, on Amazon and Goodreads, for my novel Apart From Love:

5.0 out of 5 stars I am in awe!, January 22, 2014By Wanda "Wandah Panda" (Pretoria, South Africa) - See all my reviewsAmazon Verified Purchase(What's this?)This review is from: Apart From Love (Paperback) Apart From Love by Uvi Poznansky

Literary fiction at it's best.
This is not an easy read, nor a fast one. The reader is immersed in the life and love of a complicated family. The plot is complicated. The theme is one of perspective and in this lies part of the beauty of this novel. The readers perception is formed from multiple point of views. As soon as one perception is formed another take on the reality that is displayed is introduced.

The above is nice extra topping on literally poetry in motion. The authors ability to economically use words in a fluid descriptive manner is akin to see a master painter start a work of genius on a blank canvas. By the end of the process the observer is left stunned and awed.

I know this for this is the effect this book had on me. With almost every known emotion exploited and turned topsy- turvy, I stand in awe.

WaAr
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Published on January 22, 2014 09:19

January 21, 2014

Cover reveal: Rise to Power, the audiobook edition

For the audio cover I selected one of my watercolors for a backdrop, over which I positioned the head of Bernini's David. I love the dynamic expression, the effort it imparts both physically and mentally. This, to me, is the essence of this wonderfully complex character. Set against the tension between cool and warm colors, intense and loose pigments, here is an ambitious man trying to figure out how to take charge of his life, and how to make a mark on history.

The author name and the name of the series, The David Chronicles, appear in capital letters to indicate regal formality, but the title Rise to Power is written in flowing, expressive font, as if the king himself scribbled it upon his papyrus roll.

The letters appear in glorious gold hues, yet they are dipped in blood red glow as a symbol of David's life. As a fugitive and a leader of a band of felons, he exacted a terrible vengeance on towns and villages surrounding Gath, the stronghold of his Philistine master. Because of the blood on his hands, he was deemed unworthy of building the temple in the city of David.  

I have already heard the first fifteen minutes of the narration, performed by a gifted actor, David George. He is a prolific artist, who in many ways resembles his namesake. I will soon invite you to hear more about his work, so stay tuned!


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Published on January 21, 2014 09:23

January 19, 2014

These discounts won’t last! Grab your print copies now

These discounts won’t last! Grab your print copies now, and enjoy these highly praised stories, each one wrapped in my own cover art!

Apart From Love:★ Print 16% off★ Kindle
★ AudioboookA Favorite Son★ Print 5% off
★ KindleAudiobook Rise to Power: ★ Print 10% off★ KindleTwisted★ Print 50% off★ Kindle
★ Audiobook Jess and Wiggle★ Print 10% offNow I Am PaperPrint 10% off








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Published on January 19, 2014 21:12

The most improbable composition you can come up with

What is the most improbable composition you can come up with, I asked myself--only to come up with an answer that could not have satisfied me: 

This is a charcoal on paper two-piece composition, attempting to combine two drawings, which I have posted here before: the first in a post called Seaweed as a Source of Inspiration, the second in a post called The minute our eyes met I knew what to do. The reason I find composition so challenging here is because each one of the  original drawings occupied the center of the paper, and so both of them would be fighting to remain the focus of attention.
After several additional attempts I had my heart set on the composition shown below. This I executed as an oil painting.

The underpinning of this painting is the idea that you cannot immediately resolve which is the foreground, which the background. Who is dreaming whom? Is the woman imagining the strange sea-creature, or is he imagining her? They appear head to head, but neither one is solid. Each one of them is half-transparent, allowing the outlines of the other one to shine through its own body. 

There is only one place you can resolve as 'real', only one place where it is clear that one figure is casting a shadow on top of the other. This place is the woman's right ankle. I left it as the only 'solid' clue to this reality, because it is in this spot that the woman takes a step forward, into this imaginary scene of bewilderment and wonder...
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Published on January 19, 2014 18:40

The minute our eyes met, I knew what to do

"The minute our eyes met, I knew what to do: so I stopped in the middle of what I was doing, which was dusting off the glass shield over the ice cream buckets, and stacking up waffle cones here and sugar cones there. From the counter I grabbed a bunch of paper tissues, and bent all the way down, like, to pick something from the floor. Then with a swift, discrete shove, I stuffed the tissues into one side of my bra, then the other, ‘cause I truly believe in having them two scoops—if you know what I mean—roundly and firmly in place.     Having a small chest is no good: men seem to like girls with boobs that bulge out. It seems to make an awful lot of difference, especially at first sight, which you can always tell by them customers, drooling."

This is a flashback to the time Anita, the young woman in Apart From Love, first laid eyes on Lenny, a man much older than her, and married. A few minutes later she finds herself fired from her job, on account of kissing him--and an hour later, they are alone in her mother's one-bedroom apartment:
"He turned to me the minute I untied my pony tail, and told me I reminded him of a girl he used to know, and would I like to dance. I stepped out of my shoes and into his arms, and before he could say anything I slipped out of my dress, too. I thought I looked, like, a little too slender in my panties, so I told him to close his eyes—but at this point, because of being so aroused, and trying so hard not to show it, I forgot all about them tissues at each side of my bra, which now and again, made a slight swoosh. Later I wondered if he wondered about that."

This is a charcoal on paper drawing. It is my easiest medium for drawing, as I am looking for light and shadows in the human form. The oil painting inspired by this drawing can be seen here


Fall in love with Anita, "a diamond in the rough"★ Audiobook ★ Ebook ★ Print ★
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Published on January 19, 2014 18:38

January 17, 2014

Engrossing, Perceptive Introspection of an Iconic Figure

Linda Hays-Gibbs, the author of Married by Morning and Angle in My Heart, Devil in My Soul (and many other books) has been writing poetry and Fantasy all her life but always wanted to write romance novels, especially Regency Romance. I am thrilled that she posted this review for my book, Rise to Power:


5.0 out of 5 stars Engrossing, Perceptive Introspection of an Iconic Figure,January 15, 2014By Linda D. Hays-GibbsAmazon Verified Purchase(What's this?)This review is from: Rise to Power (The David Chronicles) (Kindle Edition) Title: Rise to Power, The Chronicles of David's Life
Author: Uvi Poznansky
Genre: Historical Religious Fantasy
Review Rating: Five Stars
Reviewer: Linda Hays-Gibbs

Engrossing, Perceptive, and Introspective

This exceptional story opens at the end of David's life, when he is old and feeble. He is feeling he is a lunatic like Saul was. He is trying to put his life into some semblance of order and wants his legacy to be written down in his own memoirs. David is old, sick and feeling totally alone. He realizes that a crown is just a symbol of being a king and a kingdom is held by strength and powers which he thinks he has lost.
Then the author takes you back to David's youth and how he felt when he first met Saul. It lets you see the insanity of Saul's reign. David is a child dodging spears from an insane King that believes David covets his throne.
You hear David's thoughts as he wants to be a king and he memorizes every aspect of Saul's rule. David even chastises himself for coveting the kingdom of Saul.
These are deep introspections of his whole life, goals, and motives. It us an inspiring perspective of the heart of a child. a poet, a shepard, a musician, a soldier, a fugitive, a killer and a king. It is so engrossing and and personable. A very different glimpse into what David's whole life could have felt like. His emotions, his mind and his life is laid bare.
This is a refreshing viewpoint and a deeply poetic endeavor.
I was inspired and captive by the author's incredible poetic license and inspired by her revelations into David's life.
I enjoyed it and look forward to her future works.
I gave her Five Stars for her ingenuity and introspection with exceptional probing into this iconic historical figure.
It was just wonderful to see David as a person with all his trials and successes and even failures expressed so succinctly.
Linda Hays-Gibbs
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Published on January 17, 2014 17:20

January 16, 2014

Being the favorite son is as much of a curse as being the one rejected

Yael Politis is an author and translator. Her three historical novels The Way the World IsOlivia, Mourning and The Lonely Tree are exquisitely written. So I am deeply honored that she posted this review for my story, A Favorite Son:

5.0 out of 5 stars Re-reading the Bible, January 13, 2014By Yael Politis (Pardes Hanna, Israel) - See all my reviewsAmazon Verified Purchase(What's this?)This review is from: A Favorite Son (Kindle Edition) Ms. Poznansky provides a new interpretation of the rivalry between Jacob and Esau - or Ya’acov and Esav as pronounced in Hebrew. In fact, she focuses on this story more as a power struggle between Rebecca and Isaac than between their twin sons, as well as a cautionary tale about the consequences of parental favoritism.

As Ya’acov muses: “But I think, it is one thing for me to cheat my brother. It is another thing altogether for her to do it to her son.”

And after stealing his father’s blessing and fleeing his camp Ya’acov finds himself alone in the desert, thinking, “Well, if that was a blessing, I wonder what a curse might look like; because here I am, lost, hungry, empty-handed, and stranded in the middle of nowhere.”

Ms. Poznansky has added to the story several elements that - to the best of my recollection - do not exist in the Biblical tale, one of them being a meeting in the desert between Rebecca and her two sons, after which: “Beware, my son!” said the voice. “Being the favorite son is as much of a curse as being the one rejected.”

This curse is bequeathed to the next generation - to Ya’acov and Yosef - and the author provides a novel idea for how Yosef came by his beautiful striped coat of many colors. Read A Favorite Son to find out how.
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Published on January 16, 2014 18:07

Plucked Porcupine

I miss the swish of grass and clover The crunch of twigs, no pangs, no hunger,That place is far--I must not pine--For a poor, plucked porcupineI watch out for the angry poetI stumble back, too late to exit,She glares at me, at these sharp spinesHer ink has spilled, so here she whines I hate, I hate to wish her illShe writes this poem with my quill




To see this paper sculpture of a Plucked Porcupine from more points of view, click here


Note: 
This poem was meant, at first, to be a sonnet, which as you know is a form of poetry that  contains 14 lines in four verses: 4 lines in the first verse, 4 in the second verse, 4 in the third verse, and 2 in the last one. For example, the rhyme scheme in a Shakespearean sonnet is a-b-a-b, c-d-c-d, e-f-e-f, g-g; where the last two lines are a rhyming couplet. 
However, by the time the ink dried on the paper, the poem seemed to be missing a verse. Fittingly, it is a plucked sonnet.
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Published on January 16, 2014 08:54