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How not to edit #WriterWednesday #Amwriting #WritersLife #Humor

There are tons of articles to help the indie author to self-edit her manuscript. I’ve written several myself (here and here and here). Today, I have something different for you. How NOT to edit.

*insert tongue in cheek*

[image error]Do not buy color ink for your printer when you need black ink. Your manuscript will become unreadable and, more importantly, you can’t use a bunch of pretty highlighters.

 

 

[image error]Do not forget to buy paper when you are ready to print your manuscript for editing. Although store opening times are more liberal now here in The Netherlands, stores are still not open at 3 a.m. when you are most likely to run out of paper.

 

 

[image error]Do not turn on the Do Not Disturb function on your phone and then check your phone for messages. Hint: The Do Not Disturb function does not work if keep using your phone. (Learned this yesterday myself.)

 

[image error]Do not think you can have a social life by planning several evenings out during your editing period. And definitely don’t drink any alcohol (certainly not too much alcohol) on those nights you do go out. Editing with hangover is definitely a do not do.

 

 

[image error]Do not take your coffee machine apart to clean it while taking a short editing break. The chance you can figure out how to put it together while your brain is full of your manuscript is miniscule. Just don’t do it.

 

 

[image error]Do not spend all night awake with a sick dog, thinking you are superwoman and don’t need sleep during your editing phase. You do need sleep. Yes, even you.

 

 

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Do not forget to stock up on all the essentials for editing: coffee, milk, snacks, etc. You may find yourself screaming at the refrigerator at 6 a.m. when you realize you have no milk, no food for breakfast, and the store isn’t open for another two hours. Eek!

 

 

*This has been a short commercial break from our regularly scheduled program of editing, editing, editing*

 

 

 

 

Geluk bij een ongeluk ~ A Personal Update #TrueStory #Itdoesnotgetmorerealthanthis

I’ve been more than a bit upset with life lately. I’m talking crying jags where snot runs out of your nose and you make that scary hiccupping noise, followed by eating copious amounts of sugary sweats and pizza while drowning my sorrows in vats of wine. (When I fall off the drinking/dieting wagon, I like to do a swan dive straight into sinner heaven.)

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Actual footage of the distance I jump off the wagon.

What has got me all twisted up in knots? Being told at the not-quite-young-but-definitely-not-old-enough-age that my knee is beyond messed up and there is nothing the doctors can do about it. Cue: crying jag. I haven’t had a great knee for a long time. I had an ACL repair when I was fourteen (quick translation: there’s a screw and button in my knee to sew one of the ligaments back into place along with a piece of bone). I always have pain in my knee, but recently the pain’s been unbearable. So, off to the doctor I limped. Turns out I tore my meniscus (in two because I don’t like to do anything half-ass). After two months of tests and doctor visits, the decision was final: Nothing to be done. WHAT? Cue: drowning sorrows in vats of wine.

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Actual picture of the aftermath of drowning my sorrows.

After it’s all said and done, however, I’m actually glad I ripped my meniscus. Before you scream I’m crazy (although that’s not entirely untrue), let me explain. The doctors didn’t only discover a rip in my meniscus, they also discovered I have hardly any cartilage left in my knee. Turns out you need that cartilage stuff. Without it, your bones rub together creating bone spurs. Bone spurs limit your range of motion, which means you start limping and eventually walking with a cane. Yikes!

In addition to being addicted to tennis, I’m a runner. My therapist explained that if I continue to run on the knee I have, I’ll have bone spurs within a few years. At my age? No thanks! Thanks to the MRI I had because of my torn meniscus, that won’t happen. That’s what we call Geluk bij een ongeluk (luck by an unlucky occurrence). So, I’m drying my eyes (mostly) and putting away the wine glasses. I also bought a butt ugly brace for my knee, so I can continue to play tennis. The doctor may say ‘no’ to tennis, but my therapist said yes. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out which advice I followed.

*You may now return to your regularly scheduled program*

 

My #bookreview of Secrets of Greenoak Woods from Brenda Jane Davies

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Title: Secret of Greenoak Woods

Author: Brenda Jane Davies

Genre: Historical Romance

Published: November 9, 2016

~ Blurb ~

1816 Cornwall

Benjamin is a young farm labourer, a reticent man living a solitary life. Tormented by a childhood trauma he is misunderstood and scorned by the villagers of St. Merryn, including Mary the woman he loves. His desire for Mary is tearing him apart because she loves Samuel – a man he hates.

Passionate and vital, farmers daughter Mary will never break the promise made to her dying mother, to always protect her younger sister. But a series of dreadful events leave the sisters with a dark secret that will deliver them straight to the gallows if discovered.

Benjamin finds the courage to offer Mary the protection she needs, but how far will she go to keep her secret safe? His battle with Samuel for her affections have tragic consequences and everybody’s secrets and betrayals – not just Mary’s – are laid bare.

Set against the untamed splendour of the Cornish coast and timeless rhythm of farming life is a story of love, loss and dark secrets.

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~ My Review ~

This novel was tough to dive into. It was a slow starter, and there were so many characters. How did they all connect? The formatting was wonky, and someone had a love for the overuse of commas. And the dialogue! What were they saying? Frankly, if I hadn’t committed myself to reviewing this novel, I may not have continued. I’m glad I did. At some point, I found myself quickly flipping through the pages, knowing that all the secrets were going to collide, and absolutely desperate to watch the explosion and find out the aftermath.

I liked Mary okay when the novel started, but I sincerely started to hate her when she got together with Benjamin who I’m secretly in love with. Benjamin was strange, but I don’t care, because he was loving and sweet and kind and caring. *Swoon*

Although the ‘big reveal’ was somewhat obvious, I didn’t mind because the reveal wasn’t everything. What the characters decided to do with the information? Now, that was the crux of the story.

Once I got into this story, I enjoyed it immensely. I recommend it to lovers of historical romance.

*I received a free copy of this novel in return for my honest review*

~ About the Author ~

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I live in Bristol, England with my husband and I combined my love of Cornwall and its history with my love of geneology to write my first novel based on the true story of my great great grandfather James Ivey.

I didn’t want that novel to be my last. My second book is fiction but is still historical since I love imagining what it was like to live in the 1800s. I hope my writing skills and storytelling have improved.

I would love anyone who reads my books to let me know what they think since without reviews I have no idea if anyone is enjoying them or not.

Visit her blog at http://brendadavies.blogspot.co.uk

 

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What does a self-published author do all day? #WriterWednesday #AmWriting

The other day a friend of mine said my writing was just a hobby. Granted, we’d been drinking, and she thought she was being witty. Still, it hurt. The next day, after I’d recovered from my hangover, I calmed down a bit. I also realized that the average person has no idea what a writer does. At least not a self-published author like myself. This is perhaps what they think I do:

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First, let me clarify that writing (and all the stuff that goes with it that I’ll detail below) is my full-time job. Now, don’t go thinking I make tons of money from my writing or anything like that. No, I’m in a very fortunate position that I don’t need to pay the bills with my writing. Huge relief on that one! So, what does a self-published writer like myself do all day?

Coming in at first place is writing. (Duh) Although you’d probably be surprised to hear that working on my current manuscript takes up only a few hours a day. My goal is to write one chapter (approximately 1700 words) a day at least four times a week. Why not five? Because, life, that’s why.

[image error]But, Dena, what do you do with the other five hours left in a work day? *Snorts* If only I could keep my work days down to 8 hours. What a dream! On top of writing my novel every day, I also write three blogs a week. A blog can take anywhere from an hour to a full-day to write. And don’t get me started on all the blogs I start to write and realize are total shite after an hour or so. *Sigh* I also try to interact with other bloggers by reading and sharing blog posts. This can turn into a rabbit hole real quick.

[image error]That’s it for writing stuff. Unfortunately, I can’t just write books and expect people to buy them. Oh no, there are way too many books out there. The competition is fierce! So, it’s up to me to create an author brand. How to do that? Mostly via social media. I spend at least an hour every day on twitter interacting with readers, writers, bloggers, etc. I also spend quite a bit of time going through articles to find stuff to share with my followers. Instagram is less time-intensive. I try to post a picture every day. This is not always easy to do if I’m holed up working and editing all day. Several times a day I’ll scroll through my feed to like and comment on other posts. Finally, there’s Facebook. I’ve nearly given up on Facebook as a writer. Every time I turn around, they’re making it more and more difficult to reach followers. Ugh! I now post once a week and try to always include a picture. This leads to the best results – for now.

But that’s not all! I also need to market my books. Pffff… is it not time for the day to be over yet? Um, no, sorry Dena. What’s involved in marketing my books? There are a variety of ways I market my books from guest posts to interviews to advertisements (think Facebook, Amazon and Bookbub) to a monthly newsletter to running a sale and advertising the sale to various email services. Of course, for every marketing campaign, I need to create eye-catching graphics and catchy ad copy. And then there are the hours and hours of researching marketing techniques and listening to podcasts to get new ideas. Have I mentioned the rabbit hole?

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Not an actual rabbit hole.

 

Because I think I can do it all, I also try to help other indie authors by reading and reviewing their novels. I spend at least a few hours every week reading novels for other authors. Trust me, when you promise an author to read a book, it suddenly feels a whole lot like work and not recreation.

That’s nearly it. This year I added attending writer’s conferences and courses to my load. I get a lot of energy from these events. It also helps to get out of my day-to-day routine for a while, even if going to a huge conference by yourself is scary!

There’s a heck a lot more to being a writer than writing a book. Bummer but true.

My review of The Sympathizer, the 2016 winner of the Pulitzer Prize for fiction #MondayBlogs #PulitzerPrize #PulitzerPrizeChallenge #AmReading #BookReview

[image error]Today, the 2016 winner of the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction, The Sympathizer, takes center stage in my Pulitzer Prize Challenge. I purchased this novel after our trip to Vietnam, and I devoured it. The Guardian reviewer claimed: “The Sympathizer reminded me of how big books can be.” I wholeheartedly agree.

I remember the first training exercise (after basic and AIT) in which I participated. It was confusing as all get out. It was nearly impossible to figure out who was friend and foe. I grew up on stories of World War II in which the different sides were painted in such a way that it seemed obvious who was who. And if all else fails, you can judge a person based on their language. German? Bad guy. French? Good guy (for the most part). But what about a civil war? How do you tell good guy from bad buy then?

The Sympathizer explores this issue in depth. The starting lines tell the reader:

I am a spy, a sleeper, a spook, a man of two faces. Perhaps not surprisingly, I am also a man of two minds.

From that point on, we follow the narrator through the war in Vietnam and to the shores of California; always wondering on which side he will fall. We learn a valuable lesson through our reading. Good and bad are not black and white, but rather shades of grey. The good guys can do very bad things, and the bad guys can do good things.

As a child of the Vietnam war era (my godfather is a Vietnam vet) and a student of history, I thought I understood the Vietnam war. But there are so many angles to this conflict that American students miss in our high school history classes. Those angles were forced, loud and clear, into our faces when we visited the war museum in Saigon, where the war is termed “The American War of Aggression”. Viet Thanh Nguyen introduces the nuances to the war in a language we can understand without being confrontational.

The Sympathizer is superbly written. The kind of book that forces a reader to stop and re-read a paragraph just to enjoy the language. It is also a surprisingly easy read for a 500-page literary novel. While I’ve grown tired of the use of first person, it not only works here but is essential to understand the nuances of the identity crisis a Vietnamese army captain undergoes.

Like all great novels, The Sympathizer has it all: love, friendship, and espionage as well as historical lessons from which we could learn. I highly recommend this novel!

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Update: My copy of Less, the 2018 winner of the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction arrived Saturday (two weeks early!), and I’ve already dove in. I’m not promising I’ll have a review for you next week, but I’ll at least have some observations.

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Who is your reader? Finding your audience #WriterWednesday #AuthorMarketing #Marketing #AmWriting

[image error]I recently blogged about how my latest advertisement on Amazon totally tanked. (You can read the article here or just pretend I never said that. I’d actually prefer the second option.) In that blog, I concluded my ad failed as I didn’t properly target my audience. The projected audience of the ad was in the hundreds of thousands. Yikes! As much as I’d like to think my books appeal to all one and half billion people who inhabit this planet we call earth and speak English, that’s just not true. Not even close to true. *Sighs*

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But how do you find those potential readers who are actually interested in reading what you’ve written? Based on several blogs I’ve read and lectures I’ve attended, I’ve come up with the following system.

Step #1

Find two or three established writers whose books are similar to the genre in which you write or the book you wish to promote. If you’re feeling lazy, go to your book on Amazon and check out the “customers also bought” section.

Step #2

Study reader reviews of the writers’ works. I prefer Goodreads for this as finding information about readers is fairly easy. Find a review that resonates with you by a reader with an online presence.

Step #3

Dig into the reader’s personality. Review her profile to see what other books she’s read. Does she have a website? Check it out! Questions to ask yourself to develop the portrait:

Where is she located?
What nationality is she?
What type of educational level does she have?
Is she married or single?
How old is she? To what generation does she belong (millennial, X-gen, etc.)?
What religion is she, if any?
What other books has she read?
What other products does she buy on a regular basis?

Step #4

Repeat steps two and three with a few readers until you’ve been able to develop a clear picture of your target audience. Based on this portrait, you should now have an understanding as to where your readers hang out, what types of media they consume, and where they shop.

Now you know who you are approaching and where you can reach them. With many platforms (think Amazon and Facebook), you can target specific keywords or specific products. Using the portrait you’ve developed, you should be able to choose keywords or products that are aimed at your target audience.

Disclaimer: I haven’t put this information to use yet, but as soon as I do, I’ll let you know how it turns out.

 

 

My review of The Underground Railroad #TuesdayBookBlog #PulitzerPrize #PulitzerPrizeChallenge #AmReading

*Contains Mild Spoilers*

[image error]Growing up next door to a town that boasted the last, certified stop on the underground railroad as its one and only tourist attractions, I thought I understood the history of slavery. Then, I went to college and studied history and realized the history of slavery I’d learned at an American high school had been whitewashed (pun very much intended). Still, I didn’t understand the cruelty, the fear, the sheer relentlessness of slavery. As a white person who grew up in a liberal Northern state, maybe I never will. Reading Colson Whitehead’s The Underground Railroad, however, did bring me several steps closer to understanding slavery and its wide social and economic impacts.

I imagine Cora’s story, except perhaps (and unfortunately) the ending, was not an unusual one. Whitehead paints a clear picture of the cruelty visited on her at the plantation, as well as during her flight. I was not surprised (though I remain appalled) to read that the runaway slave advertisements with which each chapter begins were actual advertisements that Whitehead had plucked from the digital collections of the University of North Carolina at Greensboro.

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The dehumanizing of the slaves is never far from the forefront, but at one point this shocking and inhumane practice slaps the reader in the face. Cora is shocked when the slave catcher, Ridgeway, shoots a slave he had caught instead of returning the slave for the reward. Ridgeway cruelly explains that he wasn’t worth it. When he compared the bounty versus the cost of actually returning him, it wasn’t worth the trouble. I can’t help but cringe as I write those words, because this sort of calculation actually happened. (And the use of ‘it’ instead of he or she when referring to slaves made me simultaneously angry and sad.)

[image error]Whitehead does an excellent job of portraying Cora as a real person. She makes mistakes. Oh boy, does she make mistakes. But she is very much a real person. The reader has the privilege of watching as she slowly learns to overcome the cruelties visited upon her. Her reflections on whether people receive their just deserts made my heart break.

Nowhere in the novel does Whitehead sugarcoat events. He even adds discussions between freemen and runaway slaves as to how to proceed in the future. This novel is a must read for everyone. Its themes, especially regarding the dehumanizing of certain races or religions of people, remain topical. If only we could finally learn to not repeat our mistakes of the past.

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Recycling in Holland and how this defines the Dutch culture #ExpatLife #ThisisHolland

[image error]I was recently shocked when a fairly new arrival to The Hague from Baltimore started complaining about recycling in Holland. She claimed that it was way easier – in Baltimore of all places – than in The Hague. Naturally, I started defending my adopted country. But we recycle everything here, I nearly shouted, plastic, paper, batteries, appliances, glass! She, very reluctantly, agreed with me but then added, “You have to do it all yourself!” This is when I shut up. Not because I didn’t have anything to say (I always have something to say), but because I was having an aha! moment. Dutch culture is all about doing it yourself and standing up for yourself. In fact, in my humble (albeit somewhat loud) opinion, it defines the culture.

[image error]Health care is a good example of this ‘do it yourself’-culture. Health care in The Netherlands is very affordable and is available to everyone. You don’t have to have a job or much income to get health care. When I returned to The Netherlands without my husband (and his income), I merely signed up with the provider of my choice and started paying. No long lists regarding previous existing conditions or any of that rigmarole. The only difficult thing was figuring out how many physical therapy sessions per year this worn out body needed.

Nevertheless, foreigners complain about the health care system here ad nauseum. I initially thought this was a language problem. After all, I didn’t have all these complaints others had and I speak Dutch. It must be a language barrier, I assumed. Here in The Hague, however, I nearly have to fight native Dutch to speak their language with me. The language can’t be the problem, then, but what is the problem?

After an extensive and totally unscientific study, I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s a culture issue. Dutch women know that if they want their doctor to perform a study or send them to a specialist or whatever, they have to demand it. Demand makes it sound like you need to yell at your doctor or something, but that’s not really how it works. As the Dutch saying goes, je moet sterk in je schoenen staan. (You have to stand strong in your shoes.) Basically, you need to be self-confident.

For example, you always have a right to a second (medical) opinion. No one’s going to help you with it, though. You are responsible for starting the procedure with your insurance company, getting your general practitioner’s approval, finding a clinic to go to for the second opinion, and gathering your medical file. It’s a total pain in the ass because no one is going to help you. Sure, the insurance company will answer your questions, but it’s up to you to make sure all the boxes are ticked before you show up at the specialist for your second opinion.

[image error]The same applies to recycling (at least in The Hague). No one’s going to come pick up your glass bottles, batteries, or plastic and metal containers. Nope. You need to collect these items separately before taking them to the collection points throughout the city. (If anyone from The Hague government is reading, can you please add more places to collect plastic?) We live in an apartment with no storage opportunities, so it’s a pain to find places to store paper, glass, plastic bottles, and returnable plastic bottles. But, like the majority of residents, we just get on with it and do it ourselves because it’s important.

What about your country?

 

Apparently, life doesn’t end when you get married. All hell can break loose at any time. #BookReview of Frozen #fantasy by @ChristineAmsden

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Title: Frozen

Series: Cassie Scot Book Seven

Author: Christine Amsden

Genre: Fantasy

Published: April 10, 2018 Print Release: July 15, 2018

~ Blurb ~

Apparently, life doesn’t end when you get married.

When a couple freezes to death on a fifty degree day, Cassie is called in to investigate. The couple ran a daycare out of their home, making preschoolers the key witnesses and even the prime suspects.

Two of those preschoolers are Cassie’s youngest siblings, suggesting conditions at home are worse than she feared. As Cassie struggles to care for her family, she must face the truth about her mother’s slide into depression, which seems to be taking the entire town with it.

Then Cassie, too, is attacked by the supernatural cold. She has to think fast to survive, and her actions cause a rift between her and her husband.

No, life doesn’t end after marriage. All hell can break loose at any time.

~ Grab a copy! ~

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~ Excerpt ~

That’s when I saw it – the thing that had scared Evan. It was … a dog, maybe? But massive. As black as night. And with red, glowing eyes. If it weren’t for the eyes, I might have mistaken it for a werewolf. Well, that, and the fact that the moon hadn’t risen. Wolves didn’t turn when the sun went down, only when the moon rose. It wasn’t even the full moon; I would never have left Ana with Scott if it were.

The monstrous thing lunged for Jim, a thirty-something man in very good shape who couldn’t seem to outrun it. It tore at the backs of his legs, drawing blood and sending Jim sprawling to the ground on hands and knees.

I couldn’t move, and not because Evan’s power still held me. That thing was about two seconds from eating Jim, a man I happened to like and who I knew had a wife and two kids at home.

A strangled yell emerged from Jim’s throat. Guns blazed – I hadn’t even noticed Frank and Sheriff Adams drawing their weapons. The beast growled, momentarily losing interest in Jim as it fixed those demon eyes on the two men trying to fill it with lead.

Then, suddenly, it was in the air, flying backwards through the trees and out of sight.

The guns went quiet but the sheriff and his deputy continued to run toward their fallen comrade. Evan stood stock still, staring into the woods, arms raised and waiting. Listening.

Suddenly, the sound of a canine howling filled the air.

“Move!” Evan shouted. “It’s coming back!”

~ Review ~

I loved the Cassie Scot series, so when the author asked me to read and provide an honest review of Frozen, I couldn’t wait! I was apprehensive about the read, however, when Cassie started the novel out by talking about the story after the happily ever after. Personally, I read fantasy because I want to escape reality. I don’t want to read about things not working out after the HEA. My fears for Frozen were unfounded. It’s a great read with an interesting story that will keep you turning the pages trying to figure out what Cassie is missing.

Cassie is my hero. She’s strong and stubborn – two qualities I admire greatly. No, she’s not perfect, but who wants to be perfect? Evan, on the other hand, bugged me during the entire novel. His lack of compassion and understanding made me want to jump into the novel and tell him off no matter how much magic he has!

I enjoyed the mystery of the story as well. It certainly seems like the start of a new series, although the author denies that in her notes. Hmmm… No matter, I’ll be over here waiting for the next installment. *taps foot impatiently*

~ About the Author ~

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Christine Amsden has been writing fantasy and science fiction for as long as she can remember. She loves to write and it is her dream that others will be inspired by this love and by her stories. Speculative fiction is fun, magical, and imaginative but great speculative fiction is about real people defining themselves through extraordinary situations. Christine writes primarily about people and relationships, and it is in this way that she strives to make science fiction and fantasy meaningful for everyone.

At the age of 16, Christine was diagnosed with Stargardt’s Disease, which scars the retina and causes a loss of central vision. She is now legally blind, but has not let this slow her down or get in the way of her dreams.

Christine currently lives in the Kansas City area with her husband, Austin, who has been her biggest fan and the key to her success. In addition to being a writer, she’s a mom and freelance editor.

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The Cassie Scot Series

Cassie Scot: ParaNormal Detective (Cassie Scot Book One)

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Secrets and Lies (Cassie Scot Book Two)

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Mind Games (Cassie Scot Book 3)

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Stolen Dreams (Cassie Scot Book 4)

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Madison’s Song (Cassie Scot Book 5)

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Kaitlin’s Tale (Cassie Scot Book 6)

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