Uvi Poznansky's Blog, page 53

Two novels in one: Apart from Love

Apart from Love Audible: US ★ UK ★ FR ★ DEAudiobook: Amazon US ★ Amazon UK ★ iTunesPaperback: Amazon ★ Barnes&Noble

"When you read the book, I encourage you to savor each chapter, much like reading an important letter from a friend or family member. As you read each chapter you'll see a cohesive structure emerge. By the end you'll find a story where the whole truly is greater than the sum of its parts." - Richard Weatherly, Author

The David Chronicles. Come along for the journey!

★ Love historical fiction with a modern twist? ★Come along for the journey!
Volume I:  Rise to Power Audible: US ★ UK ★ FR ★ DEAudiobook: Amazon US ★ Amazon UK ★ iTunesPaperback: Amazon ★ Barnes&Noble
Volume II:  A Peek at Bathsheba Audible: US ★ UK ★ FR ★ DEAudiobook: Amazon US ★ Amazon UK ★ iTunes Paperback: Amazon ★ Barnes&NobleVolume III:  The Edge of Revolt Audible: US ★ UK ★ FR ★ DEAudiobook: Amazon US ★ Amazon UK ★ iTunesPaperback: Amazon ★ Barnes&Noble

"The miracle of Uvi Poznansky's writing is her uncanny ability to return to old stories and make them brilliantly fresh. At times startling, as times awe-inspiring, and at al times fine reading, this is a welcome addition to the growing library of one our more important writers."  - Grady Harp, Hall of Fame Reviewer

Prepare yourself: keep the lights on

★ Love Horror? Treat yourself to a thrill ★ Twisted  FREE Kindle ★ Nook ★ Apple ★ Kobo ★ Google Play ★ Smashwords Audible: US ★ UK ★ FR ★ DEAudiobook: Amazon US ★ Amazon UK ★ iTunesPaperback: Amazon ★ Barnes&Noble

"Dark, intense, entertaining, thought-provoking and emotional, these short stories each hold their own brand of magnetisim that lasts long after the last word is read... A wealth of depth in few words."  - Dii, Top 500 Reviewer

Three romance novels in one captivating trilogy

Apart from War Audible: US ★ UK ★ FR ★ DEAudiobook: Amazon US ★ Amazon UK ★ iTunesPaperback: Amazon

I'm so excited to present my new bundle, Apart from War. It includes three novels, where one begins where the previous one ends, so you keep yourself immersed in the times and in the saga that begins when Lenny and Natasha first meet. Follow them from the US to England to France during WWII.

War brings them together and drives them apart

My trilogy Apart from War includes three novels, unfolding the love story between Lenny and Natasha from the moment they met. War brings them together and drives them apart. Follow their journey from the United States to England to France during WWII and you'll find yourself enthralled with their passion.
The Music of Us 
(volume III of Still Life with Memories)
In 1970, Lenny can no longer deny that his wife is undergoing a profound change. Despite her relatively young age, her mind succumbs to forgetfulness. Now, he goes as far back as the moment he met Natasha, when he was a soldier and she—a star, brilliant yet illusive. Natasha was a riddle to him then, and to this day, with all the changes she has gone through, she still is.
“Digging into the past, mining its moments, trying to piece them together this way and that, dusting off each memory of Natasha, of how we were, the highs and lows of the music of us, to find out where the problem may have started?”
To their son, Ben, that may seem like an exercise in futility. For Lenny, it is a necessary process of discovery, one that is as tormenting as it is delightful. He often wonders: can we ever understand, truly understand each other—soldier and musician, man and woman, one heart and another? Will we ever again dance together to the same beat? Is there a point where we may still touch?

Dancing with Air (volume IV of Still Life with Memories)Upon leaving NY to serve on the European front, Lenny begins to long for Natasha. At first, he enjoys fulfilling his military task, which is to write bogus reports, designed to fall into the hands of Nazi intelligence and divert their attention from the upcoming invasion in Normandy. To fool the enemy, these reports are disguised as love letters to another woman. This task has to remain confidential, even at the risk of Natasha becoming suspicious of him. 
Once she arrives in London, he takes her for a ride on the Harley throughout England, from the White Cliffs of Dover to a village near an underground ammunition depot in Staffordshire. When he is wounded in a horrific explosion—the largest to occur on UK soil—Natasha brings him back to safety, only to discover the other woman’s letter to him. Now, the one worry that lays heavily on his mind is this: Will she trust him again, even though as a soldier, he must keep his mission a secret? Will their love survive the test of war?
In the past Natasha wrote, with girlish infatuation, “He will be running his fingers down, all the way down to the small of my back, touching his lips to my ear, breathing his name, breathing mine. Here I am, dancing with air.” In years to come, she will begin to lose her memory, which will make him see her as fragile. “I gather her gently into my arms, holding her like a breath.” But right now, during the months leading up to D-Day, she is at her peak, ready to take charge of the course of their story.
Marriage before Death (volume V of Still Life with Memories)After D-Day, her photograph appears on the most-wanted Nazi propaganda posters. Who is the girl with the red beret? She reminds him of Natasha, but no, that cannot be. Why does Rochelle step into his life when he is lead by SS soldiers to the gallows? At the risk of being found out as a French Resistance fighter, what makes her propose marriage to a condemned man?

Apart from War Audible: US ★ UK ★ FR ★ DEAudiobook: Amazon US ★ Amazon UK ★ iTunesPaperback: Amazon

I'm so excited to present my new bundle. It includes three novels, where one begins where the previous one ends, so you keep yourself immersed in the times and in the saga that begins when Lenny and Natasha first meet. Follow them from the US to England to France during WWII.

"This is the only family we are..."

USA Today bestselling author, From Womens' Pens author and humorist, Susan Jean Ricci is best known for her series of works titled Cindy's Crusades. This is what she said about my women's fiction novel, My Own Voice:

Susan Ricci 5.0 out of 5 stars "This is the only family we are..."November 29, 2019
Format: Kindle EditionVerified Purchase I knew Uvi Poznansky’s story My Own Voice (Still Life With Memories – Book One), was going to get to me, from the moment Anita tells Lenny, “Say anything apart from love.”
As an avid fan of this author and, having read much of her work over the years, I was correct – this story is yet another captivating treasure.
Anita is a naïve, child-like woman who strives to measure up to her lover Lenny’s expectations, while the memory of his first wife Natasha remains a continuous interference between them as a soon to be married couple – Natasha’s musical genius, her style and grace, and the love Lenny had for her doesn’t seem to dissipate over time - according to Anita. There are so many emotions tugging each character’s heart strings, including Ben's, Lenny’s son, that this reader’s compassion for Anita’s intense predicament inspired me to read the book aloud, at times, to comprehend Anita’s mind-set of never feeling cherished, understood, or even appreciated as a person in her own right, while the other characters fight their internal battles - Especially when the secrets of this dysfunctional three-some continue to unfold...
My Own Voice is a brilliant beginning for the Still Life With Memories Series. Further, I find when Lenny, the seemingly, uncaring husband and writer who can’t seem to finish his work, states, “Every word gets me closer to the end,” conveys a sentiment that rings true for all concerned, including the reader.
Being said, luckily for Ms. Poznansky’s many fans, the series continues onward to several other installments, which you won’t want to miss. My Own Voice is a highly recommended read, and five glorious stars are awarded for tight literary prose, a highly imaginative storyline, and unique characterization. Bravo, Ms. Poznanski!

Insightful

A short & sweet review for my dark fantasy anthology, Twisted:


Robert KruegerVINE VOICE 5.0 out of 5 stars InsightfulNovember 30, 2019
Format: Kindle EditionVerified Purchase These are an intriguing collection of stories that are totally original and thought provoking. There is also a below the surface content to the stories. Reviewed by the author of The Children's Story, About Good and Evil.

My life is scandal-free at the moment. It feels nice for a change

The David Chronicles: Trilogy has the theme of love running throughout. Love is what drives David to temptation. It is also what helps him find redemption. Here is the first time David lays eyes on Bathsheba in volume I of the trilogy, Rise to Power:
Then, on a whim, she plunges underwater nearly all the way, so all that remains above the foamy surface is the little embroidered towel wrapped around her head. After several evenings of watching her from afar I still have no idea if her hair is curled or straight, red or brown. I have painted her in my mind several different ways already, each time more beautiful than the other. By now it matters little to me. She is so sexy, she might as well be bald. When she comes back up, “What,” she says. “You still here?”“What’s the point of going up there,” I say, hearing a slight tone of complaint in my voice. I hope she does not think me childish. That would be devastating. With a hint of a smile, she asks, “What does that mean, What’s the point?”So I say, “You would seem too small from above.”“Really,” says Bathsheba. “I thought I spotted you standing by your window, with your sword aimed at me.”To which I explain, “I could not see a thing through the glass. It became cloudy, or something. At this time of day, even though it is only the beginning of summer, it’s much too steamy in the office.”She rolls her eyes. “I’ve had it with men.”I can find nothing to say, and perhaps there is no need to. She can tell, can’t she, how desperately I ache for her.“My life is scandal-free at the moment,” she says. “It feels nice for a change.”
David’s love affair with Bathsheba is, arguably, the most torrid love affair ever told, and the love scenes could not be less than arousing, yet they must be delivered with lyricism and be no more explicit than the biblical Song of Songs. Here, then, is an excerpt from A Peek at Bathsheba:
Separated from her by the thought of a kiss I sense her heat, and the gust of air scented by roses and by her flesh—but I cannot tell if the breath between us is hers or mine. Which is when I know, for one perfect moment, that she is part of my essence. I am part of hers.Bathsheba holds me in a tender embrace as I lay her down. Scattered petals fly off, swirling in the air around her long, silky hair that starts cascading here, over the pillows and onto the tile floor. Accidentally the goblet, which she has set down next to her, tips over and some of the wine spills over her hip. I dip a finger in the red puddle beside her, and paint countless grapes around her waist. Intoxicated I murmur to her, “Your graceful legs are like jewels, the work of an artist’s hands. Your navel is a rounded goblet that never lacks blended wine.” I want to wait, wait for her to give herself to me—but in the end I cannot fight my passion any longer, and I take her. She sighs softly and arches herself against me, rising on the fervor of my caress, higher and higher into ecstasy.
Despite the fact that David has a full harem of woman... Here is the way he thinks of Bathsheba towards the end of his life, in volume 3, The Edge of Revolt: 
Overhead, a cloud breaks off from the others and moves in a new direction. Its wooly, dim grays are drifting across. I squint, rub my eyes. Now, in a separate layer, another image starts floating past: the way she looked, right here on this roof, when we came out of these doors the very first time. I remember: scattered petals flew off, swirling in the glow around her long, silky hair that started cascading under her, onto the tile floor. In the background, a vine of roses twisted over the wooden lattice and into it. Between its diagonal slats I saw a diamond here, a diamond there of the heavens. I wondered then about the black void that was gaping upon us, dotted by a magical glint of starlight.Separated from her by the thought of a kiss I sensed her heat, and the gust of air, which was sweetly scented by roses and by her flesh—but I could not tell if the breath between us was hers or mine. Which is when I knew, for the first time in my life, that she would always be part of my essence. I would be part of hers.Accidentally the goblet, which she had set down next to her, tipped over and some of the wine spilled over her hip. The crisp sound of breaking glass rang in my ear. It marked the moment, from which I could not turn back. Never would I be able to put it out of my mind.Yes, this was my fault: taking a woman that belonged to another. Soon after came the blunder: bringing her husband, Uriah, back from the front, that he may sleep with her, which would have explained her pregnancy ever so conveniently. And when that did not go as planned, then came another mistake, the worst of all: sending him back to the battlefield, with my sealed letter in hand, arranging for his death. All the while, my boys were learning their own lessons—not from my psalms but from my deeds. One error begets another, each one bringing a new calamity over me, over my family, and over this entire land. Sin followed by execution, followed by revolt, escape, execution, revolt...Had I known back then the results of the results of my mistake, the curse looming over my life ever since that time, would I still choose to do it? Bathsheba tries to raise me to my feet. Her fragrance brings back to me the sunny, warm hues of spring. The fears, the doubts flee away when we are that close. I adore the way she calls my name, the way she sighs. With every sweet word I fall deeper into her eyes. How can love be a mistake? In my passion for her—then as now—what choice do I have?I want to tell her, “Let me close my eyes. Let me remember.”


The David Chronicles: Trilogy Paperback: Amazon

"I love this series for its convincing depiction of real people in ancient times, for its unflinching honesty, and for its vividly real characters. This David is no cardboard cutout to be filled in with bright crayoned colors. His Bathsheba is no plaything. And his women will take their place on the stage of history, will have their voice, and will cry out for love and hate and hope." 
- Sheila Deeth, Top Amazon Reviewer, Vine Voice

My stained glass design: Walking Away

Here is my stained glass design, done by cutting a brown sheet of paper and then coloring the clear plastic behind it. Walking Away

My darling Betty has a thing or two to learn from you

What used to make the Spectrum so dazzling is more than just the elegant architecture of its buildings or the costliness of products sold in its stores. Above all, it’s electricity. Without it, the Edwards 21-screen movie theater, located at its heart, is nothing but an inky facade. You may still notice it, but only because it blocks some of the black stretch of clouds. The closest I can describe it to you is to say that the place looks like a black-on-black painting, where the artist alone may discern the nearly non-existent variation in shades, while the rest of us can only pretend that we do.The soaring white obelisk, with the word SPECTRUM vertically projected onto it on regular nights, is now reduced to an outline of a thorn, aimed at the heavens.Even the upright palm trees, lining the side of a shallow pool of water, seem to sink out of sight. Every Christmas, tiny lights are coiled around their trunks, all the way up to their palm-leafed crowns, which makes each tree look like a bejeweled neck of some mythical creature. Tonight, these lights are off, and the trees—invisible.With great gusto, Vlad pushes me forward, racing in the direction of the shouting and the shots. “Girl, you’re as good as gone,” he says, leaning from behind the wheelchair to whisper into my ear. “I don’t even know why I’m talking to you, except to say that you’re the perfect companion.”I say not a word, so he leans over me once again. “Well, well, well,” he says. “Nothing, no response, ha? Call me arrogant, but I love a woman who’s clever enough to shut up. My darling Betty has a thing or two to learn from you.”I hold on to my silence, and not because I have nothing to say, but rather because I must focus on other, more critical tasks, such as contract and relax, contract and relax the muscles of my legs, and then fold and spread, fold and spread my toes, so as to gain better control of my feet. You never know when I’ll need them.After all, being immobile is not for me. I must snap out of it. But snapping is next to impossible when my fingers are still asleep.Meanwhile, Vlad has quickened his step. “Let’s go for some action!”I don’t know what kind of action he’s looking for, but at this point, I’m ready for anything. I mean, anything that will take his hands off the back of my wheelchair and somehow, set me free.

Coma Confidential (Volume I of Ash Suspense Thrillers with a Dash of Romance)Audible: US ★ UK ★ FR ★ DEAudiobook: Amazon US ★ Amazon UK ★ iTunesPaperback: Amazon
Ash finds herself in the ER diagnosed with coma. She has no memory of what has happened to her, but what she can do--despite what everyone around her might think--is listen to the conversations of her visitors. Will she survive the power outage in the hospital and then, being kidnapped out of it? 

"Beauty of prose bound together with a sensitive thriller make this a very special new series from a very fine writer."  ~Grady Harp, HALL OF FAME, TOP 100 REVIEWER