Changing Colors Book 1 The Long and Winding River to Kashmir’s Door

Gratitudes

Honoring my parents, Marjorie Ethel Jones and Samuel Arthur Naas.  Although in these 2 books they may seem like villains, in the end they too changed their colors.

Smiling upon my sister Nancy, who always believed in my talents to weave a true Irish tale.

Remembering the sisters who have rocked my soul, see-ers like Evelyn Green and healers like Berlina Baker at the Stream of life, South Side Chicago.

Loving, always as if for the first time, Ms. Mahogany Kashmir Dubonet Moses.  Without her spark our love story would never have been spelled out.

Thanking my brother Terry Naas, who continues to make my heart tender, and my Aunt Myrtle Waters, who gifted my child with the ocean whispers from her abalone shell.

Stealing another kiss from Princess Vicksburg, and high-fiving Bega-the bookends who represent my personal myth.

Hallelujahing the long-tailed Dragon.  Without her “Out, out, I want you out of MY house,” my kayaking adventures in the boundary waters of romance would never have gotten launched. Click to continue »