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100% of the profits from ALL my books in the month of December are going toTHE SALVATION ARMY.
Why?
The boycott of the Salvation Army by certain groups.
Joe Simon on the blog, Queerty, wrote :
"The Salvation Army isn’t just feeling the hurt in Washington D.C.: In Chicago coins, bills, and candy wrappers tossed into the organization’s signature red kettles are down 13 percent —
while food requests are up 200-400 percent.
In Denver, donations are on track to come up $1 million short of Sal’s goal. In the Twin Cities, it’s over $500k behind.
And in all of New Zealand, donations are down 10 percent.
It’s too bad Sal’s can’t feed the needy on bias."
DID YOU NOTICE THE GLEE DESPITE FOOD REQUESTS TO THE SALVATION ARMY BEING UP BY
200 TO 400 PERCENT?
At the age of six, the Salvation Army saved me from nightmare and on the streets of Katrina, they did the same for me again -- and thousands of others.
So, buy FRENCH QUARTER NOCTURNE, CREOLE KNIGHTS, UNDER A VOODOO MOON, or THE LEGEND OF VICTOR STANDISH and
not only will you give to those who help the hurting and the hungry, but
you will be given a tour of the superntural side of the French Quarter that will
haunt you and entertain you! How cool is that?
I have 99 cent books as well. Mysteries. Historical fantasies. Travel to Avalon across the Seas of Fate. Have a blast of a time ... all by helping the hurting.
How about it? Buy one of my books, giving to The Salvation Army at the same time. Give one to a friend who loves paranormal or urban fantasies, helping the hungry at the same time.
Become a Creole Knight.
At the bottom of my book trailers section, you will find the link to the FREE download of KINDLE FOR PC, making your computer a Kindle!
Here is the link to the listing of my books :
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Ddigital-text&field-keywords=Roland+Yeomans&x=13&y=21
BLOOD WILL TELL is only 99 cents and gives you an idea of what I do for a living (saving the world not included. LOL.)
THE BEAR WITH 2 SHADOWS is based on the stories my Lakota mother told me while I was deathly ill in a freezing Detroit basement apartment. Think a Native American LORD OF THE RINGS.
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