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06-16-2019 8:48:36 PM CST

Twisted Love-twelve cases of love gone bad

 

Excerpt from The End of Summer:

 

                March 22, 2013 could have been just an ordinary Tuesday evening for the small industrial town of Logan, Ohio, population 7,152, if it were not for the glass shattering screams from a female, emanating from the alley next to the Century National Bank downtown Logan.

                The first witness was a twenty-one-year-old named Richard. He told police, he was walking in the area of the bank when he saw a girl curled in a ball on the ground, with two grown men standing above her, Tasing her.

                When he got approximately one foot away from the woman and the men, a woman driver yelled to the men that someone was behind them. He was then pepper-sprayed by one of two male attackers when he tried to intervene. He raced off to an adjoining business, the North Fitness Center, who dialed 911.

                A woman named Rachel, who was outside the fitness center, called 911 to report that a man was pepper-sprayed while attempting to help a woman who had been kidnapped. According to Rachel, Richard was in severe pain when he ran up to her while holding his eyes and yelling for help.

                Richard gave the descriptions of the attackers as being two large dark-haired men, with the driver of the white Buick or Crown Victoria being an older female, with “bleach blonde,” hair.

                The author knew Bob, an architect working in his upstairs office in the adjoining building next to the alley. Bob relayed that he heard the commotion, telling the persons to “keep the noise down.”  

                At this same time, two female joggers witnessed a young woman being shoved into a white Crown Victoria. Reportedly, they were near the Century National Bank, when they heard a girl scream, and heard a Taser go off. They proceeded to cross the alley, beside the bank, noting that as they neared the commotion, the woman being Tasered, seemed to be in a violent struggle with her attackers.

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06-16-2019 5:51:16 PM CST

Hello readers, today I begin blogging about my true crime collection, Twisted Love-12 cases of love gone bad.  For the next 12 days I will be blogging about a different story each day. I will also be awarding two lucky people who comment a paperback or ebook of one of my books. Your choice!  So please do comment. I love giving away my awesome reads. So let's get started.  Thank you-JoAnne.

Outline for Twisted Love: twelve cases of love gone bad

 

THE END OF SUMMER

When a man is faced with divorce and child support for three children, things go from worse to unimaginable. With a father in law that valued money and possessiveness over life and happiness, always expect the worse.

THE POSSESSION

When Bridgette Baalu learns of her fathers perverted desires for her young nieces, she does a “Lorena Bobbitt” on him. The Possession is the story of one woman’s fight to free herself from the chains of long term abuse while learning to love herself.

HOME TOWN HERO

When deaf eighteen-year-old Craig Short leaves home to attend the prestigious school for the deaf, little did his parents know it would be the death of him? Home town hero, deals with the aftermath of losing a loved one, of being wrongfully arrested and stopping a serial killer.

THE GIRL NOT FORGOTTEN

When thirteen-year-old Cindy Buford goes missing, it becomes a twenty year search for her and the person who took her.  This story deals with the dedication of a team of investigators who kept hope alive for one family and ended the reign of one man’s twisted love. 

THE SPELL CASTERS MURDERS

When Asian mother and daughter spell casters are murdered, investigators must decipher the bizarre clues left on the bodies to find two twisted killers. This story deals with how one woman’s love for revenge destroyed others. 

ALL FOR THE FAMILY

To keep her new husband out of prison, this young woman contrives a greedy plan for the two of them to live happily ever after.  This story deals with the twisted love and greed and the devastating consequences caused by wrong and gruesome choices.

THICKER THEN WATER?

When the home of the neighborhood vigilante Jenny Michaels, is set ablaze, it begins a string of odd and disturbing incidents. This story deals with one woman’s twisted obsession for her sister‘s good life.

MAIL ORDER MURDER

When eighteen-year-old mail order bride Anna Tonkov came to the U.S. from Russian, little did the blonde beauty know, that the man she married wanted her dead. This story deals with parental love and how different cultures join forces to solve a murder to bring closure to a family.

3381 MARKET STREET

Christina Sims, tires of the excuses concerning Christopher’s absence. She knows something terrible must have happened to her nephew with the sad blue eyes. This story depicts one woman's courage to avenge a child's murder and save the remaining family.

DEADLY RIVAL

How Kevin Addison handled his unwanted divorce from wife Rachel shattered three families in a small Ohio community. This story outlines how possessiveness turned to twisted love.

Author Bio:

Originally from Ohio, JoAnne now calls Kyle, TX home. Besides writing paperbacks and song lyrics, JoAnne also canvas paints, and works as a part time film actress. Her WIP’S are Murder Most Foul 2:Batya, a detective/supernatural story, and Invaded by the Universe, a SyFy comedy in the realm of Mel Brooks. JoAnne accepts author guests on her website booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com

 

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06-15-2019 9:20:52 PM CST

MURDER MOST FOUL

Chapter 2 Excerpt:

Once the police received conservative photos of Lorena, they posted them along with Shaun's, on trees, light poles, and at every city business–search party’s scoured abandoned houses. Everyone in the community wanted the kids safely returned. Even Vernon James paid the Police Department a second visit. “I want to volunteer for the search party.”

“Are you sure?” asked the chief. “Those kids have been missin' for several days, now-and-.”

Vernon nodded. “I know–but I use ta' work for a mortician. Drove the hearse to pick up the dead. See’n dead people don't bother me.”

 Staring, aghast at the not-so-grieving stepfather, the sheriff asked, “Had any more psychic dreams?”

“Yeah, I did. I been dreamin' of tall trees and water. Lots of fast-movin' water. Maybe you should search the river'n that cornfield?”

“Maybe we should,” the sheriff mused, watching Vernon leave.

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06-15-2019 7:16:40 PM CST

MURDER MOST FOUL

Chapter 1 Excerpt:

“So, you didn't approve of Lorena and Shaun Weland's engagement?” Malloy asked, hoping for a heated response.

Pointing a rough finger at the senior detective, the silver fox declared, “No way was Lorena engaged to that black boy. The two of us just had some personal problems. We coulda worked ‘em out and everythin' woulda been fine. It was that Weland kid puttin' notions in her head. Turnin' her against Helen and me.” Vernon gritted his teeth and stood again. “Now, I want outta here.”

“We're almost finished,” Malloy said, and Vernon sat then used his long sleeve to wipe his face of sweat.

Thomas left the room to return with a pitcher of water and two glasses. He poured each of the cagey twosomes a drink. Malloy continued the questioning while Helen removed a tissue from her purse and used it to pat Vernon's sweaty head. She then offered a prescription Valium, which he eagerly accepted.

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06-13-2019 8:49:31 AM CST

Hello readers and fellow authors. I will be blogging about three of my books for this blog hop.  My books are Twisted love-12 cases of love gone bad, Murder Most Foul, and Poems of Life, Love, and Everything in Between.  I will be awarding two people who comment a free paperback of their choice. Each day of the hop I will be blogging about a different story.  Thank You-JoAnne.

 

Outline for Murder Most Foul:

  When two dismembered and unidentifiable torsos wash up on a local riverbank, nurse Caroline Reeves, believes the killer is a man from her past with a history of mental problems. She contacts FBI Special Agent Walker Harmon, who arrives to the sleepy town of Pleasant Valley, and met with a reception of lies and threats from local police and citizens. Under constant pressure from both the media and public, along with taunting messages aimed at him and Caroline from person’s unknown, the agent races against time to catch the killer before he strikes again, and before an innocent man is convicted. With a suspect list involving the victim’s parents, ex-lovers, Satanists, corrupt police, and the motorcycle gang the Devil’s Disciples, circumstances turn the hunt personal, as the hunters become the prey.

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  Author Bio:  

I have enjoyed art since childhood. Besides being a cross-genre author, I canvas paint, and work part time as a film actress. I currently live in Kyle, TX. and work for a grocery chain. I enjoy walks, concerts, and outdoor activities.  I welcome guest authors.

 


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06-12-2019 11:52:49 AM CST

 


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05-09-2019 6:16:36 PM CST


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01-12-2019 2:38:07 PM CST

Hello and welcome to #SnipSun #SnippetSunday 

My new release Twisted Love-twelve stories of love gone bad is now available 


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05-10-2018 8:29:37 PM CST

Hello all thinking about going to see Rivethead tomorrow night at Trees. Am I gonna see yas there?

 

Steve and Laura from Rivethead


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10-23-2017 9:55:38 PM CST

Hello all, been busy writing new lyrics, going to school and working.  Getting ready for the upcoming holidays but mostly excited about graduating from MediaTech Institute and earning my Associates degree. Wish me luck. 

 


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11-25-2016 1:30:55 PM CST

Hello visitors and thank you for dropping in. I have discontinued all my websites except for this one. I have not painted anything since leaving Ohio. In December 2017, I earned an Associates degree in Recording Arts from MediaTech Istitute. Also, I am still employed at Amazon and I have become a background actress for films. I have added new pages to this website to showcase my lyrics, acting credits and photos. I have two WIP. The first book entitled, "Murder Most Foul 2: Batya", is a sequal to my detective crime novel, "Murder Most Foul".

Intro-Agent Walker Harmon has been called from retirement by the Vatican to save the young girl Batya, from the clutches of Satan and his followers. Realizing what he is up against, Harmon welcomes all the help he can get. Little does the agent know, but help comes from unbelievable and supernatural forces.

The second book is a SyFy comedy entitled, "Invaded by 16 Planets."

Intro: Two highschoolers and outer space buffs inadvertantly discover the invasion of Earth by multiply planets. Unbeknownst to humans, several planets have studied the living habits and customs of Earthlings from afar by way of their own space equipment. According to their research, Earth would be easy to invade and conquer. So, secretly these 16 planets decide the perfect day to invade Earth is Black Friday. The one day of the year humans go berserk.  "Invaded by 16 Planets" is a slap-stick comedy in way of Mel Brooks. 

I still welcome author guests.

 

Thank You,

JoAnne


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05-15-2015 2:32:08 PM CST

Hello and please enjoy my newest set of alternative/punk rock lyrics.

 

Toot

 

You think you’re cool and you dress a sharp way, but sexy is selective and conceit a cold grave.  So keep your head and you’ll keep your friends, ‘cause burned bridges are hard to mend.

 

Chorus

 

‘Cause when you toot your own horn, it’s a big turn off. Rather be humble with a big warm heart.  You can still the Queen of the all-night party, but don’t let pride be your undoin’, ‘cause there aint no one you’ve been foolin’.

 

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You want it all and that’s a lot, but charm can fade and beauty will rot. So don’t be the one who gets left behind, ‘cause we’re all a victim of Father Time.

 

Chorus

 

‘Cause when you toot your own horn, it’s a big turn off. Rather be humble with a big warm heart.  You can still the Queen of the all-night party, but don’t let pride be your undoin’, ‘cause there aint no one you’ve been foolin’.

 

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So you take what you can, then take even more, but not for the money, but the thrill of what's in store. But don’t look back, 'cause you might just fall, and don’t laugh too hard, 'cause you may lose it all.

 

 

 

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04-28-2015 10:41:04 AM CST

 

“Why Do People Murder?” by JoAnne Myers

I have always been fascinated with psychotic behavior. I often wonder why some people murder. Out of my 7 published books, and the 8th being a WIP, “Twisted Love” 12 cases of love gone bad, and “The Crime of the Century” concern actual homicide cases. From reading newspapers, watching television news reports, watching crime shows on television, and discussing the subject of murder with various individuals, I have discovered that killers murder for a variety of reasons. I myself could only kill out of self-defense.

However, I have at times been so angry with an individual that I fantasized about beating their face to a pulp, but I calmed down and dismissed the idea. In “The Crime of the Century”, the murders happened for 2 reasons, lust and convenience.

There are many reasons a person would commit unlawful murder; lust, greed, jealousy, revenge, rage, thrill seeking, and etc. There are also many categories for murder. In my crime novels, the killer or killers justified their actions in senseless and self-absorbed ways. The outcome for all homicide victims, and their loved ones left behind, consists of a lifetime of pain, and an endless sense of loss.

Here is an explanation of the homicide categories within the stories in “Twisted Love” 12 cases of love gone bad.

The End of Autumn-This murder fits into The Obsessive category-Violence because: “if I can’t have her, nobody can.” ... or: “if she won’t have me, she won’t have anything.”

Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing-Hedonistic/Comfort (profit) Killer category-Serial killing for monetary gain became the focus of this story.

A Senseless Killing-The Just Plain Bad & Angry category-A combination of angry, hostile, jealous, resentful, and disturbed individuals, who are socially isolated, socially inadequate, and who feel worthless.

The Death of Innocence-The Over-Controlled Hostility Type category-Anger builds up like in a pressure cooker, before they explode.

Girl Not Forgotten-Approach/Explicit category-This type of killer is a planner and actively seeks victims, while taking careful steps to avoid getting caught.

The Possession-The Hurt and Resentful category-Violence occurs because they hold grudges or seek revenge.

Home Town Hero-Hedonistic/Comfort (profit) Killer category-Serial killing for monetary gain became the focus of this story.

Horrible Sin-The Hurt and Resentful category-Violence occurs because they hold grudges.

All For the Family-This couple’s greed for monetary gain and new identities turned ghoulish.

Thicker Than Water?-The Just Plain Bad & Angry category-A combination of angry, hostile, jealous, resentful, and disturbed individuals, who are socially isolated, socially inadequate, and who feel worthless.

Mail Order Murder-The Paranoid Obsessive category-Violence can lead to murder within this category because the killer becomes delusional. Distrusts his partner even when partner is innocent.

Where’s Christopher?- Chronically Aggressive category-These individuals take pleasure in inflicting pain to others, and see violence and aggressiveness as power.

Author Bio:

JoAnne Myers is from Ohio. She is a published author of 7 books, and canvas paints. JoAnne enjoys spending time with relatives, and volunteering her time within the community. JoAnne is a member of several writing groups. She believes in family values and following your dreams. JoAnne’s original canvas paintings, can be found at: booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com

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04-17-2015 7:49:31 AM CST

Good morning friends, welcome to my blog and the tenth and last day of the Authors In Bloom Blog Hop. Here at my Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog, you will find my books and canvas art, for all your reading and home decor' needs. Today I will be posting about my biography true crime "The Crime of the Century." . As always, I will be awarding one book per day of this hop, so please do comment. Have fun, and please browse my website before moving on.

Blurb: The residents of Rolling Hills, a hamlet in southeastern Ohio, were horrified when the dismembered bodies of two missing teens were pulled from the local river. Multiply suspects surfaced, but only one was railroaded, Richard Allan Lloyd, a known nudist and hothead.

What began as an evening stroll turned into what found only in horror films, and dubbed ‘the crime of the century’. 18 year old Babette, a voluptuous beauty contestant and horsewoman, and her 19 year old boyfriend Shane Shoemaker, a jealous and possessive unemployed printer, were last seen crossing a trestle bridge. Within fourteen days, their mutilated torsos and severed heads and limbs were unearthed, suggesting satanic cult activity.

With an investigation smeared with contradicting statements, and a botched crime scene, investigators built a flimsy case against Richard Lloyd. The three-week trial was based on police corruption and ineptitude, fairytale theories, and forensic mishandling.

This heinous crime shattered the sense of security for Rolling Hills, destroyed two families, and forever scarred the town. This story is a detailed account of finding justice for Babette and Shane, and of one man’s perseverance to gain his freedom from death row.

 Excerpt

At 5:45 pm., Chief White used his walkie-talkie, to radio Lt.

Phillipes, who stayed at the command post with Richard and Nancy. Only a few short words were needed.

“We found something, but we don’t know what it is,” said the chief. What searchers found . . . was unthinkable.

Just 150 yards north of the railroad trestle spanning Bottle Neck River, Sheriff Reynolds and one of his deputies reported “something entangled in debris,” near their small boat.

The officers initially said they believed the object was an animal carcass. Once it was dislodged and floated down stream, they realized it was human.

The officers then followed the remains and discovered 30 yards south of the first torso, the second torso was located. Both torsos were reportedly snagged against brush along the riverbank just west of The Regency Supply Company. Both torsos were reportedly nude and so badly decomposed, officers said they were unable to determine their sex.

Upon the discovery, Jack Jones broke down and was seen “running and screaming” from the area. The remains were pulled to shore and coroner Rausch was summoned to the riverbank.

Law enforcement personnel cleared the immediate area of non-official personnel. Afterward, they stationed themselves around the perimeter of the area while the bodies were examined.

Many searchers, upon leaving the crime scene, were overheard by reporters asking one another “Are the authorities looking for one killer or two?”

After his initial examination of the bodies, the coroner said he was unable to rule on the cause of death or what sex the torsos were. What he did say, was that if one man committed both murders, it was “during a great rage” and by someone with something “very personal” against one, or both, of the victims.

Sheriff Reynolds reported an empty purse found, but did not know if it belonged to Babette. He told reporters, he did not believe the bodies were the missing Rolling Hills teens. Richard Lloyd told reporters that, when he and Nancy heard the bodies might not be that of Babette and Shane, they were relieved, and said, “That comment gave me and Nancy a speck of hope.”

The discovery of the bodies shocked and silenced the group of volunteers. Most returned to the Kroger parking lot after the first torso was found. Some remained silent, while others were seen conversing in hushed tones, telling reporters they “expected the search to turn up nothing.”

Sheriff Reynolds was placed in primary charge since all evidence at that time, pointed to the murders being committed outside of Rolling Hills’s corporation limit, which is the point of origin that the sheriff’s office jurisdiction begins.

When officers carried a body bag from the river, Lt. Phillipes approached “the quiet couple.” He claimed Richard calmly asked, “Is it them?”

At first Phillipes said, he did not know how to answer, but admitted it was two individuals. He told them the remains might belong to a young Columbus area pair, Chris and Peggy Lerch, reported missing around the same time as Babette and Shane.

Phillipes said Richard then asked if he could view the bodies, saying “me and Nancy need to know if it’s our daughter.”

Phillipes said he told the couple, “not right now.” He claimed Richard then asked, “Are they all chopped up?”

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04-16-2015 8:41:14 AM CST

Good morning friends, welcome to my blog and the nineth day of the Authors In Bloom Blog Hop. Here at my Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog, you will find my books and canvas art, for all your reading and home decor' needs. Today I will be posting all 7 of my book banners.  As always, I will be awarding one book per day of this hop, so please do comment. Have fun, and please browse my website before moving on.

How to refresh brown leaves on your Wandering Jew Plant: Mist your plant often. When the humidity is low, your plant's leaves will turn brown, but periodic water misting will help the leaves stay vibrant. Keeping the leaves wet will also help with any aphid problems your plant may develop. Fill a spray bottle with water and just mist until the leaves are lightly moistened.

  • Brown leaves can also be a sign that your plant is getting too much sunlight. In this case, make sure your plant is not directly in the sun by moving the pot or placing a filter, such as a curtain, in between the plant and the window.

          

    

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04-14-2015 11:19:23 PM CST

Good morning friends, welcome to my blog and the eigth day of the Authors In Bloom Blog Hop. Here at my Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog, you will find my books and canvas art, for all your reading and home decor' needs. Today I will be posting about "The Agreement", one tale in my fantasy anthology, "Loves, Myths, and Monsters". As always, I will be awarding one book per day of this hop, so please do comment. Have fun, and please browse my website before moving on.

Gardening Tip #6: How to Plant and Care for Baby's Breath

Most popularly used as a cutting plant, baby's breath is a dense flowering border and bedding plant covered with tiny, loosely-scattered, white flowers.  Perennial baby's breath will bloom for a long period during the mid-summer season and continue to bloom year after year. The annual plant will bloom for the summer, then die-off.

Baby's breath is best grown in full sun. In full sun, baby's breath is easy to grow and is drought tolerant as well. It prefers rich, well drained or sandy soil conditions.

Plant baby's breath in early spring. Because baby's breath is susceptible to stem rot, be sure to grade the soil away from the plant to help prevent water collecting and damaging the plants.

Staking will help support the plant, but because the plant is so brittle, be sure to stake baby's breath plants well before the summer blooms appear to avoid damaging the plant. In cooler climates, mulch your perennial baby's breath in the fall to help protect the plant during the winter period.

 

Blurb: Incarcerated in the abandoned Roseville jail, is the last thing rich college student and speeder Brice Conrad, needs. With an "agreement" between the town and a permanent demonic "guest", only the unfortunate ones know the truth, but do not live to tell.

Excerpt: Morning came and not too soon as the sheriff entered with a fresh tray of food and a priest, 60-year old Father Randolph. Noticing the tray of uneaten food from the previous night, the sheriff asked, “Are you on a diet, son? We’re known for having the best fed prisoners in the county.”

“What I want is a phone call.”

“In due time, boy. In due time,” the sheriff said as the priest neared.

“Brice, I’ve come to answer any questions you might have about our Lord,” the priest said. “Any confessions…or last rights?”

“Last rights! I ain’t dying and I ain’t talking to no one except my father’s attorney,” Brice said, munching on a slice of buttered toast. “The longer you deny me my constitutional rights, the more trouble this county is gonna have.”

“Now, son, we all wanna make this as easy as possible,” said the priest.

“Make what as easy as possible?” Brice said wolfing down scrambled eggs. “And I noticed my cell mate is gone. So if you can let him go, you can let me go, too.”

“Well, Mr. Nomed, ain’t really a prisoner. He’s more like a house quest,” the sheriff said. “He’ll be here tonight.”

“You mean he’s homeless or something?” Brice asked.

“God works in strange ways,” the priest said making the sign of the cross and departing as the sheriff followed.

“Hey! Where’s my phone call?” Brice yelled as the jail door closed.

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04-14-2015 7:16:02 AM CST

Good morning friends, welcome to my blog and the seventh day of the Authors In Bloom Blog Hop. Here at my Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog, you will find my books and canvas art, for all your reading and home decor' needs. Today I will be posting my canvas art. As always, I will be awarding one book per day of this hop, so please do comment. Have fun, and please browse my website before moving on.

Gardening Tip #5: How to care for Orchids-Orchids need six things to bloom. Give orchids bright light, but no direct sunlight. Water them thoroughly once or twice a week -- more when it's warmer, less when it's cooler. Make sure the water drains completely out of the holes at the bottom of the pot. Never leave the plant sitting in water! Fertilize them when they are growing. Provide some humidity for the plant; most do not like very dry environments. Keep the daytime temperature between 65°- 75°F /18°- 24°C with a nighttime temperature drop of a few degrees. Many orchids require different light levels or different temperatures. If you identify your orchid and provide the conditions it needs, it can grow and bloom for years.

HE IS HERE

Through the darkness of one’s dreams,

the light of our Savior can be seen.

With his help and by his hand,

he will lead us to the promised land.

He is here, he is here.

Praise his faith, embrace his joy.

We are his, each girl and boy.

Above the clouds up in the sky,

our Lord loves us all, we can’t deny.

The faith he has, the peace he brings,

makes me want to praise his name.

                                                                                           

JEHOVAH

Sheppard’s lights lead the way.

To our Savior upon this day.

The evils of a word gone wrong.

Welcome him, rejoice him.

Be the first to sing his name.

Jehovah, Jehovah, sing his name,

strong and clear.

Head his voice, there is no fear.

Those who laughed, scorned and jeered,

are the sinners, so be told.

With his love they will return,

to rule by his side within his fold.

Trust your faith, believe in him.

We and this world are his domain.

He reads our hears, and will free our pain.

Come one and all and sing his name.

                                                                    

THERE IS A STORY TO BE TOLD

I was weak, but now am bold.

There is a story to be told.

Listen with your mind,

believe what you hear.

Be not afraid of what you fear.

Feel his power, feel his grace.

When you believe, God will embrace.

The love you have for your faith,

is for our Lord and human race.

Drink in your youth, love with your soul,

there is a story to be told.

In your hands you hold great power.

Live for your dreams, rebel in the shower.

Feel God’s joys, see his gleam.

Be not afraid, grow with your dreams.

I was weak, but now am bold.

There is a story to be told.

                                                                                               

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04-13-2015 6:26:26 AM CST

Good morning friends, welcome to my blog and the sixth day of the Authors In Bloom Blog Hop. Here at my Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog, you will find my books and canvas art, for all your reading and home decor' needs. Today I will be posting my canvas art and book covers. As always, I will be awarding one book per day of this hop, so please do comment. Have fun, and please browse my website before moving on.

                   

  

 

 

  

Gardenting Tip #4: How to Plant and Care For Gladiolas

Gladiolas are one of my favorite plants. I find them very appealing, and there are four variations of them. Atom, which are red with a picotee white border. Boone are yellow with coral accents; said to be hardy to zone 6. Green Lace, are ruffled chartreuse blooms, and the Lucky Star, is the most unusual variety of Gladiola, due to its fragrance. It is white with red throats.

Don’t plan your gladiola bulbs until night temperatures reach the 60’s, using well-drained soil, and placing them at least six inches under the soil.

When first frost strikes, you can dig your glad bulbs for winter storage. Dry them for a few weeks, and store them in a cool, dry place.

Gladioli don’t need much attention after planting. If the weather is dry at planting time, you can water the bulbs once, but don’t water them again until you see shoots or you may encourage rot.

Fertilize newly emerged gladioli shoots with a balanced, 10-10-10 liquid fertilizer. Keep your glads off the ground with half round plant stakes, hoop stakes, or single stem supports, depending on how many glads are in your grouping.

Small insects called thrips, sometimes bother gladiolus plants. These tiny winged insects, will leave your flowers with brown foliage tips and flecked foliage. Treat thrips with insect soap.

Gladioli look ungainly when they aren’t in bloom, but you can hide their awkward phase behind medium to tall plants such as zinnias and dahlias that will come into bloom when the glads are finished.

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04-12-2015 11:46:54 AM CST

Good morning friends, welcome to my blog and the fifth day of the Authors In Bloom Blog Hop. Here at my Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog, you will find my books and canvas art, for all your reading and home decor' needs. Today I will be posting about my fantasy anthology, "Loves, Myths, and Monsters" . As always, I will be awarding one book per day of this hop, so please do comment. Have fun, and please browse my website before moving on.

Recipe #3-How to make Snickerdoodles

What You Need

2 Eggland's Best® eggs
1 tsp. vanilla extract
1 cup (2 sticks) unsalted butter, room temperature
1-1/3 cups sugar
3 cups all-purpose flour
1 tsp. baking soda
1 tsp. cream of tartar
1/4 tsp. salt

PREHEAT oven to 375 degrees F.

In a small bowl, blend 2 teaspoons of cinnamon and 3 tablespoons of sugar together and set aside.

In a medium bowl, sift flour, baking soda, salt & cream of tartar together.

Using an electric mixer, blend butter, sugar, eggs and vanilla together; mix until smooth.

Add flour mixture to butter mixture gradually, mixing well to form dough.

Using a tablespoon, scoop out pieces of dough and roll in a ball; toss in cinnamon sugar mixture and place on a cookie sheet; repeat with remainder of dough, placing cookies 1 inch apart on the cookie sheet. These cookies will spread.

BAKE at 375 for 10-12 minutes or until golden brown; remove from oven and cool before serving.

How to store:
These cookies will remain fresh for up to 2 weeks when stored in an airtight container.
 
 

 

Blurbs for “Loves, Myths and Monsters” 11 tales of fantasy, intrigue, and mystery, entwined within the human world

Welcome To Anna
Little does 17 year old Zoe, realize, but the Chupracabra followed her to Ohio from South America. What happens next is a series of chilling mysteries, and unsuspecting friendships and love.

The Hunter's Bride
When all game warden Daren Abram, had to worry about was which lucky lady to woo, he comes to the realization that his town is being stalked by the reincarnation of the town's legend.

Moon People
For teenage mermaid Constance, coming to the quaint seaside town of Willowick, is heavenly, until she falls for mortal boy Drake. For the town to survive, Constance is forced to choose between her kind and the boy and town she loves.

The Pack
When young Lycan Sonny Red Blanket, a Shawnee Indian falls for mortal girl Drenda Way, he must save her from his fellow Lycan's and stop a werewolf uprising.

The Bidding
Apiologist 34-year-old Duncan McPherson goes to Circleville, Ohio, to investigate a series of mysterious bee attacks. What is uncovered proves to be more dark and sinister then anyone imaged.

The Agreement
Incarcerated in the abandoned Roseville jail, is the last thing rich college student and speeder Brice Conrad, needs. With an "agreement" between the town and a permanent demonic "guest", only the unfortunate ones know the truth, but do not live to tell.

For The Love Of Ginnie
Handsome bachelor and Scientist Alex Anderson from the thirtieth century, returns to the Civil War with time serum to save his beloved Ginnie Wade from a snipers bullet, while finding a roller coaster ride of joy and perils.

Is It Only A Myth?
When 32-year-old Vinton County Sheriff, James "Jim" Connors, discovers he has a Mothman hunting in his county, he stops at nothing to save his citizens.

The Proposition
The rough and ready cowboy John Queenie gets the shock of his life, when the ad to break a "wild filly" turns out to be a fiery Quaker girl named Tess. This is a story proving love conquers all.

The House On Shady Lane
A seemingly loving family turns out to be serial killers in 1873.

Love's Curse
When an Egypt love curse scroll is stolen from a Dean's office, persons begin dying in bizarre and grisly ways, with the college's mascot a Viking King statue jokingly blamed for it.

Excerpt from “Is It Only A Myth?”

Quietly, Jim led the way into the large, damp, dark opening with Page watching their rear. The smell of ammonia issued strongly from the tunnel.

Using his night vision goggles, Jim saw a huge, black Mothman silhouetted against the far back wall. “It’s completely wrapped inside its wings,” Jim whispered.

“If it’s asleep, we better hit it now.”

Slowly they advanced toward the creature, hugging the side walls. “Ah! It’s sitting on its eggs. This may be our sole chance to prove the Mothman exists,” Page said. “Please let me keep one of the eggs.”

“We’ve been through this already, Page, and the answer is still no!”

“Listen, Jim,” she whispered. “I know a man who will pay a mighty high price for a live specimen. We can share the money since my team’s dead.”

Jim stopped and stared at the woman he had already fallen in love with, then asked, “You’re not really a scientist, are you?”

“Yes, I am, but I am not the type I once was.”

“So you lied about your credentials?” Jim began fuming.

“I . . .”

“Who the hell are you, really?”

“The others and I were more fortune hunters than true cryptozoologists.”

“You bitch! You never meant any of this avowed dedication, did you?”

“Shut up, Jim, you’ll wake-up the Mothman,” she said, aiming her dart gun at his face. “Now drop your weapons.”

He reluctantly obeyed. “You played me, just so I’d bring ya along, didn’t you?”

Author Bio:

JoAnne has been a long-time resident of southeastern Ohio, and worked in the blue-collar industry most of her life. Besides having several novels under her belt, JoAnne canvas paints. When not busy with hobbies or working outside the home, JoAnne spends time with relatives, and volunteers her time within the community. JoAnne is a member of the International Women’s Writing Guild, Savvy Authors, Coffee Time Romance, Paranormal Romance Guild, True Romance Studios, National Writers Association, the Hocking Hill's Arts and Craftsmen Association, The Hocking County Historical Society and Museum, and the Hocking Hills Regional Welcome Center. JoAnne believes in family values and following your dreams. JoAnne’s original canvas paintings, can be found at: http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com

Buy Links:

MELANGE IN PRINT AND EBOOK:

http://www.melange-books.com/authors/joannemyers/LMM.html

LULU in print

http://www.lulu.com/shop/joanne-myers/loves-myths-and-monsters/paperback/product-21546632.html

AMAZON KINDLE STORE

http://www.amazon.com/Loves-Myths-Monsters-Collection-Urban-ebook/dp/B00JL3J4P4/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1397151617&sr=1-1&keywords=Loves%2C+Myths+and+Monsters

Other books by JoAnne:

Murder Most Foul-a detective/mystery

Wicked Intentions-7 bone chilling paranormal tales

The Crime of the Century-a biography true crime

Poems About Life, Love, and Everything in Between

Twisted Love-a biography true crime anthology

Flagitious-a crime/mystery anthology

Contact JoAnne:

Email: joannemyers@frontier.com

Facebook Profile Page: http://www.facebook.com/joanne.myers.927

Twitter: http://twitter.com/scooterismine/

Amazon Author Page: http://amazon.com/author/joannemyers

Facebook Author Page: http://facebook.com/authorpage.joannemyers

Website: Books and Paintings by JoAnne

http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com

JoAnne’s Blogs:

Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog: http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com/page2

Jo Anne’s Blog: http://joannemyers.blogspot.com/

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04-11-2015 4:20:07 AM CST

Good morning friends,  welcome to my blog and the fourth day of the Authors In Bloom Blog Hop. Here at my Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog, you will find my books and canvas art, for all your reading and home decor' needs. Today I will be posting about my biography true crime "The Crime of the Century". As always, I will be awarding one book per day of this hop, so please do comment. Have fun, and please browse my website before moving on.

Receipe #2- Quick Peanut Butter Pie-Serves: 8
Prep time: 15 minutes
Chill time: 2 hours


Ingredients
1 9-inch graham cracker crust*
3/4 cup chocolate hazelnut spread
1 3/4 cup heavy cream
3/4 cup creamy peanut butter
1/2 cup reduced fat cream cheese
1/4 cup sweetened condensed milk
1 milk chocolate bar, or chopped peanut butter cups to garnish


*Tip: Find pre-made graham cracker crusts at your local grocery store, near the other pie crusts or in the freezer section. If you buy a frozen one, thaw it before using.

Instructions

  1. With a spatula, evenly spread chocolate hazelnut spread on the bottom of the graham cracker crust, being careful not to break the crust. Refrigerate for 30 minutes
  2. In a large mixing bowl, whip heavy cream with an electric hand mixer. Start on medium speed, then when bubbles begin to form, increase to high and whip until stiff peaks form. Refrigerate 1 cup whipped cream for garnish
  3. In a separate bowl, combine peanut butter, cream cheese and condensed milk. Beat with hand mixer until smooth. Fold in whipped cream and mix until combined
  4. Spread peanut butter mixture on prepared crust. Chill for at least 2 hours and up to overnight
  5. Slice, garnish with dollops of whipped cream and sprinkle with coarsely chopped milk chocolate

 

Blurb: The residents of Rolling Hills, a hamlet in southeastern Ohio, were horrified when the dismembered bodies of two missing teens were pulled from the local river. Multiply suspects surfaced, but only one was railroaded, Richard Allan Lloyd, a known nudist and hothead.

What began as an evening stroll turned into what found only in horror films, and dubbed ‘the crime of the century’. 18 year old Babette, a voluptuous beauty contestant and horsewoman, and her 19 year old boyfriend Shane Shoemaker, a jealous and possessive unemployed printer, were last seen crossing a trestle bridge. Within fourteen days, their mutilated torsos and severed heads and limbs were unearthed, suggesting satanic cult activity.

With an investigation smeared with contradicting statements, and a botched crime scene, investigators built a flimsy case against Richard Lloyd. The three-week trial was based on police corruption and ineptitude, fairytale theories, and forensic mishandling.

This heinous crime shattered the sense of security for Rolling Hills, destroyed two families, and forever scarred the town. This story is a detailed account of finding justice for Babette and Shane, and of one man’s perseverance to gain his freedom from death row.

2# Excerpt- The Arrest

On September 29, 1983, months of investigative work, combined with the public’s doubts, fears, and beliefs that Richard Lloyd was a killer, paid off. What most in the county hoped for, finally came true.

Jethro said Richard was unaware of the conversations between him and the authorities. Through conversations, he believed Richard would “pin” the murders on him, to escape arrest. He wanted the killer caught and “put out” of society, even if that person were a loved one. Still he was not totally convinced of Richard’s guilt, but that “gut feeling,” was still there.

Police said what came next as no surprise. It happened on a cool autumn afternoon, as citizens busied themselves with the upcoming fall and winter festivities. While leaf-covered streets overflowed with gleeful residents and out-of-towners, two silent cruisers, lights out, descended upon the Lloyd farm.

The Newsome County Grand Jury, after two days of testimony, and 56 witnesses, handed down an indictment against Richard Allen Lloyd. The stepfather was now a murder suspect, for two counts of aggravated murder with mitigating circumstances.

What the grand jury heard was all the evidence that pointed to Richard Lloyd being the killer. They did not hear the information that conflicted with the investigators theory of accounts. According to some witnesses, the state went to great lengths to ensure only the evidence against the accused was heard.

Detective Eli, with the eager assistance of Sheriff Reynolds, finally arrested Richard for the murder of the teenagers. However, that would prove not to be the end of the story . . . only the beginning.

 

#3 Excerpt- The Psychological Profile

Local law enforcement was not the only ones consumed with solving the murders. The type of person capable of committing such an act weighed heavily on the mind of Detective Robert Leach prompting the veteran detective to contact his sister, concerning Keith Leonard.

According to Leach, he received an early copy of the psychological profile performed by an Ohio State University criminologist, and felt the profile “exactly matched” that of Keith Leonard.

Others pointed to Clyde Perkins and his friend, a thirty-year old career criminal known as the “Butcher,” as fitting the profile. William “Bill” Wickline was nicknamed the “Butcher,” not just because he, like Keith Leonard, was a trained butcher, relished knives and cutting up meat-but also because Bill actually admitted to others that he was a hired killer and severed his victims and disposed of their bodies in various locations. No body-no murder. Right! Some officers described Bill as “just a scary guy.” Again local authorities ignored Bill Wickline’s possible involvement.

The profile stated the perpetrator would prefer driving a truck, and be a hunter, fisherman, gun enthusiast, or camper. The perpetrator would possess a varied employment history, and show behavior changes after the murders. That person was probably sexually involved with the female victim. The person was careless and left something behind at the crime scene, and was either divorced or remarried. This profile basically fit Richard Lloyd, Keith Leonard, Bill Wickline, and Clyde Perkins. They were all “scary guys.”

Doing a background search on Keith Leonard, Det. Leach discovered Leonard was abandoned at a local Laundromat at the age of six by his mother. He went from foster home to foster home, living an unusual lifestyle. He subscribed to mercenary magazines. He hated his mother for deserting him and marrying a black man, but later came to respect his stepfather more than his mother.

Leach said he contacted Sheriff Reynolds concerning the psychological profile. He claimed what conspired between him and the sheriff, was the most “unprofessional, rude, and bizarre” telephone call he ever experienced with a fellow police officer.

According to Det. Leach, when he asked the sheriff to convene with him to discuss his suspicions of Keith Leonard, Sheriff Reynolds immediately became hostile. Sheriff Reynolds told him that, Keith Leonard being a suspect “was ridiculous,” and refused him any “evidentiary information, professional courtesy, or humanly respect.”

Leach said when he accused the forensic profile of matching Keith Leonard, the sheriff became “belligerent” and admitted to knowing about the profile, saying “it matched a lot of people in Rolling Hills,” and “most especially Richard Lloyd.”

Leach said the sheriff claimed to have his men on the case, and were “gettin’ closer and closer to solvin’ this crime.” When he inquired what caliber bullets were used on the victims, Leach said the sheriff told him that information was “confidential,” and would not be released to any person, not even to a “big shot detective from Columbus.”

Leach claimed the sheriff told him local authorities had everything under control, and do not need any help “from some special agent, so keep your nose out of things.” Sheriff Reynolds then abruptly hung up on the agent.

1# Excerpt

At 5:45 pm., Chief White used his walkie-talkie, to radio Lt.

Phillipes, who stayed at the command post with Richard and Nancy. Only a few short words were needed.

“We found something, but we don’t know what it is,” said the chief. What searchers found . . . was unthinkable.

Just 150 yards north of the railroad trestle spanning Bottle Neck River, Sheriff Reynolds and one of his deputies reported “something entangled in debris,” near their small boat.

The officers initially said they believed the object was an animal carcass. Once it was dislodged and floated down stream, they realized it was human.

The officers then followed the remains and discovered 30 yards south of the first torso, the second torso was located. Both torsos were reportedly snagged against brush along the riverbank just west of The Regency Supply Company. Both torsos were reportedly nude and so badly decomposed, officers said they were unable to determine their sex.

Upon the discovery, Jack Jones broke down and was seen “running and screaming” from the area. The remains were pulled to shore and coroner Rausch was summoned to the riverbank.

Law enforcement personnel cleared the immediate area of non-official personnel. Afterward, they stationed themselves around the perimeter of the area while the bodies were examined.

Many searchers, upon leaving the crime scene, were overheard by reporters asking one another “Are the authorities looking for one killer or two?”

After his initial examination of the bodies, the coroner said he was unable to rule on the cause of death or what sex the torsos were. What he did say, was that if one man committed both murders, it was “during a great rage” and by someone with something “very personal” against one, or both, of the victims.

Sheriff Reynolds reported an empty purse found, but did not know if it belonged to Babette. He told reporters, he did not believe the bodies were the missing Rolling Hills teens. Richard Lloyd told reporters that, when he and Nancy heard the bodies might not be that of Babette and Shane, they were relieved, and said, “That comment gave me and Nancy a speck of hope.”

The discovery of the bodies shocked and silenced the group of volunteers. Most returned to the Kroger parking lot after the first torso was found. Some remained silent, while others were seen conversing in hushed tones, telling reporters they “expected the search to turn up nothing.”

Sheriff Reynolds was placed in primary charge since all evidence at that time, pointed to the murders being committed outside of Rolling Hills’s corporation limit, which is the point of origin that the sheriff’s office jurisdiction begins.

When officers carried a body bag from the river, Lt. Phillipes approached “the quiet couple.” He claimed Richard calmly asked, “Is it them?”

At first Phillipes said, he did not know how to answer, but admitted it was two individuals. He told them the remains might belong to a young Columbus area pair, Chris and Peggy Lerch, reported missing around the same time as Babette and Shane.

Phillipes said Richard then asked if he could view the bodies, saying “me and Nancy need to know if it’s our daughter.”

Phillipes said he told the couple, “not right now.” He claimed Richard then asked, “Are they all chopped up?”

Buy Link:

http://www.blackrosewriting.com/non-fiction/the-crime-of-the-century-a-shocking-true-story

Barnes & Noble Nook

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-crime-of-the-century-joanne-myers/1118400773?ean=2940045695466&itm=1&usri=the+crime+of+the+century

Barnes & Noble paperback

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-crime-of-the-century-joanne-myers/1118400773

Paperback

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00IFHT5K6/

Kindle

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1612963072/

Contact JoAnne:

Email: joannemyers@frontier.com

Amazon Author Page: http://amazon.com/author/joannemyers

Facebook Author Page: http://facebook.com/authorpage.joannemyers

MUTTonline: http://www.MUTTonline.com/JoAnnMyers

Website: Books and Paintings by JoAnne

http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com

My Blogs:

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04-10-2015 3:14:51 PM CST

Good afternoon everyone. Welcome to my blog and the third day of the Authors In Bloom Blog Hop. Here at my Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog, you will find my books and canvas art, for all your reading and home decor' needs. Today I will be posting about my biography true crime anthology, Twisted Love. As always, I will be awarding one book per day of this hop, so please do comment. Have fun, and please browse my website before moving on.

No Bake Cookies

INGREDIENTS:

2 Cup(s) granulated sugar

8 Tablespoon(s) (1 stick) margarine or butter

1/2 Cup(s) Low-Fat Milk

1/3 Cup(s) baking cocoa

3 Cup(s) Quaker® Oats (quick or old fashioned, uncooked)

PREPARATION:

In large saucepan, combine sugar, margarine, milk and cocoa. Bring to boil over medium heat, stirring frequently. Continue boiling 3 minutes, stirring frequently. Remove from heat. Stir in oats.* Drop by tablespoonfuls onto waxed paper. Let stand until firm. Store tightly covered.

Serving Tips: *If using old fashioned oats, cool mixture in saucepan 5 minutes.

Blurbs for “Twisted Love” 12 cases of love gone bad

It’s a chilling reality that homicide investigators know all too well: the last face most murder victims see is not that of a stranger, but of someone familiar.

The End of Autumn-To keep from paying child support for his three children, Rodney Williams, plots with his parents to kidnap his estranged wife, 25-year old Autumn, in broad daylight. This 2011 crime shocked the small community of Logan, Ohio.

Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing-In 2011, 53 year old Russell Strothers, and his teenage accomplice find their victims through Craigslist and strike with calculating and deadly force.

A Senseless Killing-This 2010 case uncovers how a 40 year old likable barmaid was lured to her death after she rejects her young admirers sexual advances.

The Death of Innocence-This 2011 murder case involved 4 year old Marcie Willis, and her evil stepmother 25 year old Cheryl, from the small bedroom community of The Plains, Ohio.

The Girl Not Forgotten-This cold case took 26 years to solve, but brought justice for 13-year-old Holly Buford, and put serial rapist, 40-year-old Stanley Snead, behind bars.

The Possession-When 29-year-old Valerie Harris severs the penis of her sexually abusive father, it makes national news in 2007.

Home Town Hero-When deaf students are murdered in the prestigious Rose Brick College of the Deaf in 2008, everyone is shocked when discovering the killer is one of their own.

Horrible Sin-When 42 year old Fortune Teller Sally Vu and her 21-year-old daughter Veronica are discovered murdered and physically desecrated, in 2001, evidence points to revenge and a spell gone wrong.

All For the Family-In 2003, as a way to erase her 22-year-old husbands criminal past, 19 year old Molly Abbott devises a ghoulish and desperate strategy.

Thicker Than Water?-When 52 year old Kim Michaels is found dismembered inside her burned out home in 1996, officers find the crime more confusing than a jig saw puzzle.

Mail Order Murder-The last thing the beautiful Russian mail order bride Anna dreamed of in 2001, was being murdered by her controlling and older American husband.

Where’s Christopher?-When four year old Christopher Ellis goes missing, numerous excuses and an odd odor emanating from the backyard in 1991, raises eyebrows.

Excerpt:   THE END OF AUTUMN

March 22, 2011, could have been just an ordinary Tuesday evening for the small industrial town of Logan, Ohio, population 7,152, if it were not for the glass-shattering screams of a female, emanating from the alley next to the Bancroft National Bank in downtown Logan.

The first witness was a twenty-one-year-old named Richard. He told police he was walking in the area of the bank when he saw a girl curled in a ball on the ground, with two grown men standing above her, Tasing her. When he got approximately one foot away from the woman and the men, a woman driver yelled to the men that someone was behind them. Richard was then pepper-sprayed by one of two male attackers when he tried to intervene. He raced off to an adjoining fitness center.

A woman named Rachel, who was outside the fitness center, called 911 to report that a man was pepper-sprayed while attempting to help a woman who had been attacked. According to Rachel, Richard was in severe pain when he ran up to her while holding his eyes and yelling for help.

Richard gave descriptions of the attackers as being two large dark-haired men, with the driver of the white Buick or Crown Victoria being an older female, with “bleached blonde,” hair.

Bob, an architect working in his upstairs office in the adjoining building next to the alley relayed that he had heard the commotion and told the persons to “ keep the noise down.”

At the same time, two female joggers witnessed a young woman being shoved into a white Crown Victoria. Reportedly, they were near the same bank as was Richard, when they heard a girl scream and heard a Taser go off. They proceeded to cross the alley, beside the bank, noting that as they neared the commotion, the woman being Tasered, seemed to be in a violent struggle with her attackers.

The joggers, too, described the young woman as screaming while two men stood over her with a Taser. The men were dressed in black and had ski masks covering their faces. The woman on the ground wore her hair in a ponytail, which they described as being a dirty-blond color. Then a woman’s voice from the driver’s seat yelled, “ ‘Get the hell in the car.’”

From there, the joggers witnessed the victim tossed into the back seat of the vehicle, which then frantically sped away. The woman driving the vehicle was “frenzied” and “the blinkers and turn signals” were being used erratically.

After talking with Richard, officers located the area of the attack. The victim was no where in sight, but what was found was one car in the bank parking lot, the back of a phone, a box of Tic-Tacs, a used container of Mace, a Mountain Dew bottle, a ball cap and a set of keys on the asphalt. Found in soft soil behind a hedge, said one officer, were what appeared to be foot and knee prints as “if someone lay in wait.” After checking with the bank, officers found it unlocked and entered. Inside the bank, all they found was an iPod lying on a counter.

Not until 11 o’clock that night did police identify the kidnapped victim as twenty-five-year-old Autumn Renee Williams. The green-eyed Culinary Arts student, who stood five-foot-four, was reported missing by her mother and stepfather, Candice and Mark Stevens, when she failed to return home around 9:30 that evening after her cleaning position at the Bancroft National Bank.

Shortly after arriving at the bank, seeing no sign of Autumn, the Stevens’ contacted the Logan Police Department. Two different officers then responded. From Mrs. Stevens, authorities learned that Autumn was a mother of three, and involved with a tumultuous pending divorce with her estranged husband of six-years, twenty-six-year-old Rodney Williams.

The center of the couple’s disagreements was custody of their three children, all under the age of five. According to Candace, Rodney did not want to pay child support for three kids.

Buy Links: http://www.blackrosewriting.com/other/twisted-love

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Contact JoAnne:

Email: joannemyers@frontier.com

Amazon Author Page: http://amazon.com/author/joannemyers

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MUTTonline: http://www.MUTTonline.com/JoAnnMyers

Website: Books and Paintings by JoAnne

http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com

My Blogs:

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04-09-2015 10:51:49 PM CST

Good morning everyone. Welcome to my blog and the third day of the Authors In Bloom Blog Hop. Here at my Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog, you will find my books and canvas art, for all your reading and home decor' needs. Today I will be posting about my biography true crime anthology, Twisted Love. As always, I will be awarding one book per day of this hop, so please do comment. Have fun, and please browse my website before moving on.

Gardening Tip #4-How to plant and care for tulips-Plant tulip bulbs in fall soon after purchase, 8 inches deep and 4 to 6 inches apart, so choose an appropriate plot size. Remember, the bigger the bulb, the deeper the hole it needs. Set the bulb in the hole with the pointy end up. Cover with soil and press soil firmly. Water bulbs right after planting to trigger growth. Tulips prefer a site with full or afternoon sun and moderate moisture. Adding a small amount of shredded pine bark, sand, will help with swift drainage. To deter mice and moles put holly or any other thorny leaves in the planting holes. Some gardeners use kitty litter or crushed gravel. Compost annually.

Blurbs for “Twisted Love” 12 cases of love gone bad

It’s a chilling reality that homicide investigators know all too well: the last face most murder victims see is not that of a stranger, but of someone familiar.

The End of Autumn-To keep from paying child support for his three children, Rodney Williams, plots with his parents to kidnap his estranged wife, 25-year old Autumn, in broad daylight. This 2011 crime shocked the small community of Logan, Ohio.

Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing-In 2011, 53 year old Russell Strothers, and his teenage accomplice find their victims through Craigslist and strike with calculating and deadly force.

A Senseless Killing-This 2010 case uncovers how a 40 year old likable barmaid was lured to her death after she rejects her young admirers sexual advances.

The Death of Innocence-This 2011 murder case involved 4 year old Marcie Willis, and her evil stepmother 25 year old Cheryl, from the small bedroom community of The Plains, Ohio.

The Girl Not Forgotten-This cold case took 26 years to solve, but brought justice for 13-year-old Holly Buford, and put serial rapist, 40-year-old Stanley Snead, behind bars.

The Possession-When 29-year-old Valerie Harris severs the penis of her sexually abusive father, it makes national news in 2007.

Home Town Hero-When deaf students are murdered in the prestigious Rose Brick College of the Deaf in 2008, everyone is shocked when discovering the killer is one of their own.

Horrible Sin-When 42 year old Fortune Teller Sally Vu and her 21-year-old daughter Veronica are discovered murdered and physically desecrated, in 2001, evidence points to revenge and a spell gone wrong.

All For the Family-In 2003, as a way to erase her 22-year-old husbands criminal past, 19 year old Molly Abbott devises a ghoulish and desperate strategy.

Thicker Than Water?-When 52 year old Kim Michaels is found dismembered inside her burned out home in 1996, officers find the crime more confusing than a jig saw puzzle.

Mail Order Murder-The last thing the beautiful Russian mail order bride Anna dreamed of in 2001, was being murdered by her controlling and older American husband.

Where’s Christopher?-When four year old Christopher Ellis goes missing, numerous excuses and an odd odor emanating from the backyard in 1991, raises eyebrows.

Excerpt: WOLF IN SHEEP’S CLOTHING

Hoping to land a farm job and move close to his family, Jay Davis, then forty-seven, met his interviewer and walked with him through the autumn-colored woodlands of southeastern Ohio on November 6, 2011, at around 7:30 pm.

Everything went fine, said Davis, until he heard a curse word from the man who he knew as “Buck,” and then the click of a gun. He whirled around to find a pistol stuck in his face. He shielded the blow by knocking the firearm from its shooters hand, before running for his life.

Stumbling several times, while being fired upon, Davis raced through the thicket and hid in a creed bed under a tree for several hours; until he felt it safe enough to go for help. He feared bleeding to death he later told police.

This bizarre story was uncovered when a Noble County couple heard a knock on their farmhouse door. They were shocked to discover the terrified and bleeding South Carolina man pleading for help.

Immediately the victim was aided by the farm owners, and the authorities notified. Paramedics arrived, and the man was transported to the area hospital with a bullet wound to the right elbow. After interviewing the man in his hospital room, officials with the Noble County Sheriff’s Office, discovered that he had recently responded to an ad on Craigslist for a job on an Ohio cattle farm.

According to the victim, he had earlier that day met up with an older man who introduced himself as “Buck”, and a much younger male, who he was told was Buck’s nephew. The three ate breakfast in Marietta, paid for by “Buck”, before driving to the alleged cattle farm. Once there and according to Jay Davis, “Buck” told him the road to the cattle farm was closed due to a landslide and they needed to walk to the property through a heavily wooded area. A walk that nearly ended with murder.

Author Bio:

I have been a long-time resident of southeastern Ohio, and worked in the blue-collar industry most of my life. Besides having several novels under my belt, I canvas paint.

When not busy with hobbies or working outside the home, I spend time with relatives, my dog Jasmine, and volunteer my time within the community. I am a member of the International Women’s Writing Guild, Savvy Authors, Coffee Time Romance, Paranormal Romance Guild, True Romance Studios, National Writers Association, the Hocking Hill's Arts and Craftsmen Association, The Hocking County Historical Society and Museum, and the Hocking Hills Regional Welcome Center. I believe in family values and following your dreams. My original canvas paintings, can be found at: http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com

Other Books By JoAnne Myers:

Murder Most Foul-a detective/mystery

Wicked Intentions- a paranormal anthology

Loves, Myths, and Monsters- a fantasy anthology

The Crime of the Century- a biography true crime

Poems About Life, Love, and Everything in Between

Flagitious-a crime/mystery anthology

Other places to find Jo Anne and her books:

Email: joannemyers@frontier.com

http://amazon.com/author/joannemyers

Website: http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com

Buy Links: http://www.blackrosewriting.com/other/twisted-love

http://www.amazon.com/Twisted-Love-JoAnne-Myers-ebook/dp/B00LXOLH8Q/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1408578134&sr=8-4&keywords=twisted+love

Contact JoAnne:

Email: joannemyers@frontier.com

Amazon Author Page: http://amazon.com/author/joannemyers

Facebook Author Page: http://facebook.com/authorpage.joannemyers

MUTTonline: http://www.MUTTonline.com/JoAnnMyers

Website: Books and Paintings by JoAnne

http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com

My Blogs:

Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog: http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com/page29

Jo Anne’s WordPress Blog: http://joannemyerswordpressblog.wordpress.com/

Jo Anne’s Postings: https://joannemyers.wordpress.com/

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04-09-2015 6:19:18 AM CST

Good morning everyone. Welcome to my blog and the second day of the Authors In Bloom Blog Hop.I will be giving gardenting tips as the blog progresses. Here at my Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog, you will find my books and canvas art, for all your reading and home decor' needs. Today I will be posting about my canvas art. As always, I will be awarding one book per day of this hop, so please do comment. Have fun, and please browse my website before moving on.

Gardening Tip #3: How to Care For Snake Plants-When planting a Sanservieria or 'Snake Plant', use a good houseplant potting soil, not garden soil. Repot only when the plant starts breaking the pot with its roots. Allow bright florescent or other lighting all year round. This will provide enough light so that the plant grows well. Use sheer drapes to filter intense sunlight during the day. Keep plants in temperatures between 40º and 85ºF (4.4 to 29.4 C). Water when the soil feels dry to the touch, and water very little during winter months or in an air conditioned room. Fertilize plants once in the spring with houseplant fertilizer mixed according to label directions. Wipe the leaves of with a damp cloth if they get dusty. Add soil to pot when it settles after transplanting. These are hardy plants and usually live for a long time. Good luck.

 

               

                                                        

 

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04-08-2015 10:27:33 AM CST

Good morning everyone. Welcome to my blog and the first day of the Authors In Bloom Blog Hop.I will be giving gardenting tips as the blog progresses. Here at my Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog, you will find my books and canvas art, for all your reading and home decor' needs. Today I will be posting about my poetry collection, "Poems About Life, Love, and Everything in Between." As always, I will be awarding one book per day of this hop, so please do comment. Have fun, and please browse my website before moving on.

 

Gardening Tip #2: How to Care For Forget-Me-Nots

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TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN

I’m too short for the runway,

and too heavy for the track.

I like my TV. and junk food,

what’s so wrong with that.

My hair is too curly,

and my smile to small.

But our God made me this way,

all in all.

To whom it may concern.

My spirit is strong and my soul is deep.

I like cold beer and pizza,

and movies that make me weep.

I love you all dearly.

So please let me be me.

WHEN I REMEMBER

When I remember my past.

I don’t want to re-live them.

Just never hate or forget them.

Where did the time go?

It all seemed so fast.

To be young again, how nice.

To relive my good times twice.

Cant life be given simply, quiet?

Instead of earned with sweat and strife.

We last just a little while.

To find love and happiness.

In a world that lives to beguile.

How could one ever know,

why life is meant this way.

To reach that point of no new growth.

When all memories fade away.

With each new setting sun,

the day is over-done.

Yesterday’s hopes are now the past.

Oh how I wish to tuck them aside.

To keep them forever.

To the end of time.

SOMETHING EVIL STIRS

Something evil stirs in my town.
A festering unrest.
A defiant unease, a growing anxiety.
Moving ever so softly,

like whispers on the wind.
This thing comes swiftly.
No warning-as silent as breath.
Drenched in malice, it nears.
A friend to chaos, sloth and death.
So quick-a malignant mass.
Leaving behind the useless and morally dead.
So forceful, that many become chaff.

Consuming everyone within its wake.
It fed well-as always.
Until the next time-devouring all.

Slipping into homes, like fog on the bay.

Youthful disenchantment suffocates all.
Beware the beast is red as fire.
A mass of hate and poison.
Our dictators battle the war with little success,
for the King and his court,

squabble like school boys.
Only socialism will sooth the beast.
An iron fist cloaked in velvet is needed.
Something evil stirs.
I am ready-standing tall and strong.
I draw strength from within.

Honor rules my mind.

Courage stirs my desire to win.
For the beast is-procrastination.

A CRUEL JOKE


What beauty is annihilation?

A mere uniqueness of a feeling.
Rendering such chaos,
makes even death seem more graceful.
We are the curious creatures,
wanting all and nothing.

Our wants are our nourishment.
Needs that sustain, control and destroy us.
Our silent, but self appointed creators.

Little more then owners, masters and dictators.
Disenchanted, they scoff at their slothful human result.

Rendering us the will to be both productive and destructive.
Our first breath, may be the start of our end.

Fascinated by love-hypnotized by our egos,

we live and die in the box we call life.
This perfect imperfection, called humanity.

An experience born of beauty and destruction.

A fearful and intricate weaving of life.

Taking without sharing or giving,

like the selfish husband to his submissive wife.

My head fills with nonsense.
Clouding my vision of reality.

As dumb as a newborn,

or love without romance.

A optimistic fool I am,
thinking they like me.
Not for my uniqueness, but
for what I perceive to be.
It is time, and I am pleased.
Until my joy fades like smoke.

I failed to excite or appease.

For their mastered kindness was merely a cruel joke.

BEING A LAUNDRESS

Being a laundress is not very glamorous.

Its hot and sweaty and doesn’t pay well.

Joined by the nicks and cuts, can be quiet hazardous.

My shoulders ache, and my size nines swell.

Between the pulling and pushing and lifting too,

my back’s out of whack and my face turns blue.

You can be old. Or you can be young.

But its always hard work and never much fun.

You can be short and small or large and tall,

but must stand for hours until the work is done.

It’s not an easy job, I must admit,

but can keep one physically fit.

Between the smell of the soap, stain remover and bleach.

I wanna throw in the towel and scream ‘I’ve had it.’

My job is no picnic I beseech,

and rant and raving might be a sin,

but when my shift is over,

all I do is grin.

The ride home is also no joy.

Between the noise and pollution,

all I can say is ‘oh boy.’

Maybe my job is its own contribution.

For whether I have cause to cry or vent,

the sight of my front door is heaven sent.

I have worked as a laundress for more than one company.

It is hard work, but I do enjoy it. I certainly had worse jobs.

 

THE REASON FOR TEARS?

What emotion lays behind the reason for tears?

Do we cry for what we want, can’t have, or fear?

The world is so busy.

No time to stop and see the pain,

for those we knew or may never see again.

Must we have a reason?

Is it over foolish things, such as pride,

or for loved ones left behind?

We cry when we are happy and sad.

How can both emotions have the same outcome?

Pain and heartbreak is the time for tears.

Many cry on the inside.

A defense for some.

Others never cry it seems.

They say it is a sign of weakness.

I disagree.

Its being human.

WHY DO PEOPLE LIE?

Why, why do people lie?

Is it malice, or choice, or bad blood festering inside?

Some get punished, while others go uncaught.

As if telling the truth are never in their thoughts,

or honesty and respect were morals untaught.

Ignoring the truth, when it should be sought.

Why, why, do people lie?

Is it for revenge, jealousy, or fame?

Or for some other misguided crazy human thing?

Some lie about their age, weight and social class.

Not knowing the truth if it bit ‘em in the ass.

Some lie so much, they become jobless.

Others lie so well, they’re elected to office.

Why, why do people lie?

If people chose the truth, how nice it would be,

too trust one another,

then we would see, that no one likes a liar,

not you nor me.

So then how joyful and simple life might be.

 

Buy Link:  http://outskirtspress.com/poemsaboutlifeloveandeverythinginbetween

Contact JoAnne:

Email: joannemyers@frontier.com

Amazon Author Page: http://amazon.com/author/joannemyers

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MUTTonline: http://www.MUTTonline.com/JoAnnMyers

Website: Books and Paintings by JoAnne

http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com

My Blogs:

Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog: http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com/page29

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04-07-2015 6:44:41 AM CST

Good morning everyone. Welcome to my blog and the first day of the Aurthors In Bloom Blog Hop.I will be giving gardenting tips as the blog progresses. Here at my Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog, you will find my books and canvas art, for all your reading and home decor' needs. Today I will be posting about my poetry collection, "Poems About Life, Love, and Everything in Between." As always, I will be awarding one book per day of this hop, so please do comment. Have fun, and please browse around my website before moving on.

 

IF FLOWERS COULD                                                                                                                                                                                            

If flowers talked, what would they say?

Would they be angry at the bugs and weeds in their way?

Would they envy clouds rolling by,

or yearn for the flowing stream, that’s quieter than a sigh?

If flowers walked, where would they go?

To the meadow down the road, to watch a firefly show?

Would they watch the sunset in hues of purple and reds,

and walk hand in hand like young newlyweds?

If flowers heard, how would it be?

Grander then spring all year around,

or louder than screams on a raging battleground?

If flowers laughed, how would it sound?

As squeaky as mice or kittens up a tree,

or as windless nights across the Bering Sea?

If flowers hugged, how would it feel?

Rough and prickly as porcupine quills?

Or as wet and slippery as the fur of a seal?

If flowers cried, what would be the reason?

No room to play, lay or dance,

or for lack of rain or respect from the other plants?

Only Mother Nature knows the answers to it all.

We are here only by chance.

She has us at her whim; in her power,

and in her trance.

                                                                                                           

Gardening Tip #1: How to care for a fig tree- Fig trees can take cold weather but need winter protection any colder than zone 5 or below 10 degrees. They also like summer heat and full sun in most zones, which is good for people like me who live in Ohio. We get 100 degrees or higher summers. During the spring prune just to remove the suckers or long wild branches. Fig trees respond to a general slow release plant food like Osmocote. Enjoy your figs! Keep growing,

                                            

THE VALLEY

I’m low in the valley,

where mice and grouse scurry.

The sun is high upon the sky,

as I harbor no fears or worries.

The air is dry as buckskin.

My hair begins to frizz.

I push it from my sunburned face,

before I ascend the ridge.

The shading leaves from the trees,

comforts the large and small.

As the deer and jackals,

patiently await the cool breeze of Fall.

I’m hotter then the firecracker,

that lights the sky with AH!

And if I could stay here forever,

it wouldn’t be hard at all.

IF I COULD CALL MOTHER NATURE

It’s the fourth of July, and I’m complain’n to my daughters.

The A/C don’t work, and the outside is only get’n hotter.

The wind is blow’n, but doesn’t seem to help.

The lucky few with power, say ‘tighten your belt,’

but if they were miserable like me, they’d know how I felt.

Its really get’n old, not have’n power.

Eat’n fast food, and take’n cold showers.

They say it wont be on for many a day.

I say ‘that’s bull crap, and not okay.’

Have’n no electric, is worse then the bees, fleas, and ticks.

Anymore discomfort, and the whole complex will be sick.

My dogs are pant’n, try’n ta stay cool.

I’d taken ‘em to a hotel, but its against the rules.

If I could call Mother Nature, I surely would.

She’s catch’n heck from the whole neighborhood.

It shouldn’t be workmen climb’n power lines.

It’s up to Mother Nature to work overtime.

Then hand her over to Old Father Time,

for a good swift kick where the sun don’t shine.

My two daughters also lost their power in July 2012, for several days.

I couldn’t stay with them either. The worst part was the 100 degree

heat and humidity.

    

SILENT GOODBY

I only wished to be alone.
So I ignored you when you called my name.
I’m through with all your lies.

Nothing left now but goodbyes.

Even in my wildest dreams,

I never wanted to believe,

that my mother was right, when she

called you evil and mean.
I ignored your phone calls,

Every day and night.

We cant even talk civil anymore,

fore all you do is criticize and fight.

But little did I then know,
that you would never leave me alone.

For what I wanted for us,

is no longer a beauty-but hate, anger and disgust.

You first treated me like a delicate flower.
Your love so precious and respectful.

Then your true colors protruded.

A combination of disgrace, deceit and crudeness.

We cant even be friends now.

I still see your evil smile.

Its embedded in my dreams.

Along with your rude jokes and childish schemes.

You had me fooled.

Your deception bold and cunning.

Going on for miles and miles.

Taking my respect, trust and power.

Your wicked smile, the devil's laugh.

Still fresh in my memory
as you smirked at my helplessness.
But that was your end.
Your moral pain-a lose of dignity.
My glory-saying the truth unsaid.

That life's a wonder.

Always a second chance.

By my courage-not by your hunger undignified.

I have the right to live.
So I choose survival.
My days of despair
are now, forever gone.
So I bade my nightmares
a silent goodbye.

TO PAINT

The smell of toxic paint.

Excites me-thrills me.

I squeeze out the colors.
Black, white, yellow and green,

knowing what it means,

and knowing what to expect.

My artistic expression comes next.

My newest and best.

There’s no time to waste,

but I must confess.

Hours go by,
as sweat stings my eyes.

But the joy was all mine.
I must agree that I acquaint,

a no better way to spend a rainy day,
then while away the hours and paint.

As a child, I loved to paint. I had hoped to study art

professionally, but my mother disapproved. I never

attended art school, but continue painting as a hobby.

 

 

Author Bio:

I have been a long-time resident of southeastern Ohio, and worked in the blue-collar industry most of my life. Besides having several novels under my belt, I canvas paint.

When not busy with hobbies or working outside the home, I spend time with relatives, and volunteer my time within the community. I am a member of several writing clubs, and I believe in family values and following your dreams. My original canvas paintings, can be found at: booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com

To be a guest author on one of my blogs email me here: joannemyers@frontier.com

Buy Link: http://outskirtspress.com/poemsaboutlifeloveandeverythinginbetween

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Facebook Author Page: http://facebook.com/authorpage.joannemyers

Twitter: http://twitter.com/scooterismine/

Amazon Author Page: http://amazon.com/author/joannemyers

Main Website: Books and Paintings by JoAnne

http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com

JoAnne’s Blogs:

Books and Paintings by JoAnne Blog: http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com/page2

Jo Anne’s Blog: http://joannemyers.blogspot.com/

JoAnne’s WordPress Blog:

http://joannemyerswordpressblog.wordpress.com/

Jo Anne’s Postings: https://joannemyers.wordpress.com/

Back List:

Murder Most Foul-a detective mystery
Wicked Intentions-a paranormal anthology
Loves, Myths, and Monsters-a fantasy anthology
Twisted Love-a true crime anthology
The Crime of the Century-a true crime novel
Flagitious-a crime mystery anthology
Poems About Life, Love, and Everything in Between- a poetry collection

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