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Living with Cancer. Keyword: Living @liviaquinn Livia Quinn #AttackingCancer #CancerLivia Quinn shares good news — and statistics that can help.

One third or all men and women in the US will develop cancer of some kind. Every year I hear more positive experiences about cancer, people living longer, going into remission or the diagnosis itself making them face difficult decisions that improve their lives and health.
Living with cancer. According to the American Cancer Society “Today, more than 15 million people alive in the United States have had some type of cancer. Some of these people are cancer-free; others still have it.”
And still the main problem seems to be convincing people, particularly women, to be tested. Here are some of the things you may not be aware of about cutting your risks of getting cancer. (Some are still controversial with doctors, like mine who is on the side a one glass of red wine a day. Nevertheless, these are some things you can do to reduce your risk.) We need to face some hard truths about our habits.
1. Obesity is the largest risk factor that is preventable.
2. Get mammograms or tests for your genetic risk factors.
3. Risks increase with age so all the more reason to get other risks factors in check.
4. Don’t stick your head in the sand. Self check. Report ANY changes to your doctor.
5. Breast cancer isn’t always hereditary and around 90% of lumps aren’t cancerous. But that leaves 10%. EARLY DETECTION is imperative.
6. Any alcohol, according to research, increases your risk, even wine.
7. Breast cancer is no longer a death sentence. And one thing about the recent Obamacare laws was to make one mammogram a year and health exam is covered by your insurance. Check to make sure this is still true with yours but for many there is no monetary reason to avoid mammograms.
8. Other risk factors, tobacco, sun bathing in any form, lack of exercise.
Uh,boy. I need to up my game…
This Tuesday my book At Long Last Love releases. Talk about overcoming hereditary challenges and accepting help from your loved ones…

At Long Last Love by Livia Quinn

Genre Contemporary Small-town Romance
Book heat level (based on movie ratings): PG-13
Love happens…when you least expect it! And sometimes it brings a long-awaited second chance.
Madison Hart has been in love with Beau Larue for most of her life. When he comes home unexpectedly, Maddie’s traitorous heart leaps at the thought of a second chance. But an accident Beau’s Hollywood movie set has sent him home a changed man, in more ways than one.
Maddie makes a sacrifice that pushes Beau even farther away. Will her love be strong enough for both of them to finally find their happily ever-after?
A series with so much love and heart you’ll be cheering for each couple to get their happily ever after.
Preorder AtLong Last Love and book 6 until release day for $0.99 as well. (7 books in the series)

Where to buy At Long Last Love

Publisher Campbell Hill Publishing
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Amazon US https://kdp.amazon.com/dp/B07H9M33TB
Amazon CA https://kdp.amazon.ca/dp/B07H9M33TB
Amazon UK https://kdp.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07H9M33TB
Amazon AU https://kdp.amazon.com.au/dp/B07H9M33TB
Ibooks https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1436189314
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Kobo https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/at-long-last-love-7
It will also be available on Walmart.com
Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/41962625

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Livia Quinn is a DC native who lives by the bayou in Louisiana with her husband and Cajun husky, Dusty. She gets her inspiration from the state’s fascinating culture and weather. She loves stories with emotion, family and love of community so you’ll find small towns, humor, quirky characters and lots of love in her stories. She has published twelve books, both paranormal and contemporary romance.
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Save Lives: Do Annoying Tests and Keep Doctor Appointments Stacy McKitrick #AttackingCancer #Cancer Author Stacy McKitrick shares a dual story of surviving cancer.

Cancer hit Hubby and me three times since 2016. Thank GOD we see doctors regularly and follow through with scheduled but annoying, tests. Because they probably saved our lives.
In January of 2016, Hubby felt a tickle in his throat that wouldn’t go away. He went to his doctor who promptly got him an appointment with the ENT who promptly scheduled surgery. Diagnosis: tonsil cancer. Two more surgeries (and a PET scan) later, Hubby was diagnosed cancer-free. But cancer was apparently hiding. In January of 2017, Hubby felt a lump on his neck. Yep, cancer. The same cancer DNA as the first: HPV. Hubby probably had this in his system for decades and never knew it.
This time around he not only had surgery to remove the lump, but now he needed chemo and radiation. Overall, he lost 100 lbs. Not the best way to lose the weight, but he’s determined not to gain it all back.
While he was recovering from all that, I had my annual mammogram in July of 2017. Results came back wonky and they suggested I have a biopsy. This was not unfamiliar territory for me. I’ve had several wonky mammograms followed by biopsies, cysts drained, and two lumps removed (both fibro abnomas). Even though I was sure I didn’t have cancer, I went along with the biopsy because it’s always better to be safe than sorry.
When the doctor told me I had breast cancer, I really didn’t believe him at first. Thought it was some kind of mistake. Then he went over my choices: lumpectomy w/radiation or mastectomy.
I thought: Holy crap! I have breast cancer.
I couldn’t think. Couldn’t make a decision. I needed Hubby with me (I went alone because I didn’t think he was needed for that appointment!).
I also thought: I don’t want to miss my trip to California!
My dad was getting up there in age (92) and I had plans to see him in October. They wanted to do surgery then.
Getting a mastectomy would have put a stop to that trip, so I chose the lumpectomy. And I’m so glad I did. My father passed away a couple of weeks after I returned home.
Radiation happened during Christmas, but it wasn’t so bad (I’ve seen people get burned) and I was sure I wouldn’t need chemo because the cancer wasn’t found in my lymph nodes. Then I was told about the tests the doctor ran on my cancer to determine the probabilities of it returning in my bones. Seemed I fell into the “no man’s land”: chemo MIGHT prevent it or it MIGHT not. Great. I love when things are vague, don’t you?
As I struggled to make this decision, I discovered one of the many side affects of the chemo was that I could develop another type of cancer. I wasn’t willing to trade the possibility of getting one cancer for the possibility of getting another, so I decided against chemo. Thankfully, Hubby supported my decision.
Hubby and I are doing well now. He got his port removed in August and is at a weight that’s healthy for him. And my last mammogram came back clear, although I’m getting them done every six months for awhile. There’s still the possibility cancer can return, and if it does, I’ll deal with it. Because you CAN beat cancer. Hubby and I are proof.

Ghostly Interlude by Stacy McKitrick

Genre: Paranormal romance
Book heat level (based on movie ratings): R
Maggie Russell—legal assistant by day, horror writer by night—gets the scare of her life when she wakes up in a strange café without any idea of how she got there. But if she tells anyone about her sleepwalking escapades, she could lose her grandmother’s house, and she’d fought so hard to keep it.
Dean Parker is a private investigator whose office is next door to Maggie’s law firm. He’s been eyeing the pretty brunette ever since she started working there, but getting involved with anyone isn’t in his game plan. When he finds out she’s been having sleeping problems, he suspects her money-grubbing cousin is involved. Instead, he discovers something worse: a ghost is living with Maggie and it appears another may be possessing her.
Dean is determined to help Maggie rid her home of the uninvited guests. He just never figured his attraction to her would be reciprocated. Keeping his distance is no longer an option, though. If he fails, Maggie could very well be possessed forever.

Where to buy Ghostly Interlude

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Stacy McKitrick fell in love with paranormal romance, decided to write her own, and found her passion in life. She used to work in accounting, now she spends her time with vampires, ghosts, and aliens, and is the author of the Bitten by Love and the Ghostly Encounters series. Born in California, she currently resides in Ohio with her husband.
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Like-Hearted Adventurers and a New Life: Lloyd A Meeker @lloydameeker #AttackingCancer #CancerLike-hearted Adventurers

Lloyd A Meeker’s Fighting Cancer Story

In the fall of 2003 I had surgery for stomach cancer. I was living in Washington, DC with the man who has since become my husband. I was in my mid-50s and had never spent a night in a hospital before. I’d been sober for four years and happily partnered for one. A brand new life was unfolding before me, and I was ill prepared for the shock of discovering that I had cancer.
After the surgery, that first night in the hospital, floating on a cloud of morphine (I’m sure I clicked on my dosage button far more times than the dispensing machine would respond) I heard a voice – which sounded a lot like the voice of the therapist I’d worked with while coming out. It said, “You know, you’ve always said you wanted to write novels. Well, you’d better get on it because you’re now on bonus time.”
The next morning I asked my partner to bring in my laptop, and I began work on finishing the story that had been languishing on my hard drive for several years.
Four months later I discovered I had a different kind of cancer in my bladder, much more aggressive. Once again I was challenged to pay attention not only to the fact that I was mortal, but to how I wanted to live. I made changes to how I lived. I resigned from my programmer’s job for a defense contractor, and got a new one working for the Peace Corps.
I’ve always said I’ve been grateful for those experiences with cancer because they forced me to review my priorities and reminded me that I had no time to waste on anything but living the most authentic life I possibly could, surrounded by like-hearted adventurers, challenging myself to live a life of conscious decency and creativity as I understood what that meant.
All my tests since that time have come back negative for any reoccurrence, and I think I’d grown a little soft in my gratitude for cancer — simply based on the assumption that it was far behind me. Earlier this year my annual cystoscopy came back clear just as I had expected, but a week after the exam my urologist called me to inform me that my PSA was over twice what it had been previously. We scheduled a second blood draw. Yesterday he called me again, to inform me that this time the reading was even higher.
So today, less than 24 hours after this news, I am adapting to the possibility that cancer may not be only in my history but a very real part of my present. I am, of course, planning the next steps in my care, but I’ve also done a pretty good job of depressing myself reading about what sex is like for men without a prostate and challenging myself on my ego attachment to functioning the way I’ve always experienced myself to be. I’m actually supposed to be writing to meet my extended deadline instead of doing all that, but I need some processing time to let this news land. Premier League football, Freecell and food seem to have been an acceptable compromise this morning.
But one thing is sure. As soft as I may have grown in my dedication to a life of authenticity as I understand it, that dedication is ferociously hard and sharp again, an unrelenting commitment to being actively present in a world that clamors for peace, begs for compassion and demands social responsibility and environmental stewardship. Once again I have been liberated from obligations that have slowly grown on my heart like barnacles. Once again I’m thankful for what cancer can teach. Regardless of what my biopsy results might be, I’m in a new chapter of my life. Since November 2016 my writing has sought to address issues important to me in diplomatically nuanced ways, but now it will carry a much firmer and direct advocacy for the values by which I live.

Traveling Light by Lloyd A Meeker

Ian McCandless is a hospice nurse, training to become a shaman. When his mentor orders him to make peace with his estranged family, Ian reluctantly agrees, anticipating another conflict-filled visit. On their way from the airport, Ian’s older brother Will interrupts a convenience store robbery and is shot. As he dies in Ian’s arms, Will begs Ian to avenge him.
Ian uses his shamanic abilities to track down the killer, but his quest soon becomes a hunt for revenge—forbidden to any shaman. His actions jeopardize his relationship with the spirit-world, endanger the lives of those he loves, and threaten to banish him from the path that gives his life meaning. Ian must choose between vengeance and service to community as the root of his shamanic covenant. Evil or noble, every choice is sacred to the Great Web, and every choice has consequences.

Genre Paranormal LGBT Fiction
Amazon https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01HKJZODG/

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A mystic, writer, healer, lover, cancer survivor, father, friend, he writes (mostly) gay fiction featuring all those paths and more. Having led what he describes as a checkered life, he can honestly say he’s grateful for all of it. He’s been a minister, an office worker, a janitor, a drinker, and a software developer on his way to finishing his first novel in 2004. Basically, he’s a psychic empath, a little weather-beaten and still learning how to live in the world just the way it is. He experiences the world as so much more than is generally accepted. That’s the challenge. Writing stories is the best way he’s found to examine and share the questions, the wonders he engages daily.
He and his husband have been together since 2002, married since 2007. Between them they have four children and five grandchildren. They are based in south Florida, where the couple works hard to keep up with the astonishing life they’ve created for themselves.
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Fighting Cancer: The Road We Traveled @vickibatman Vicki Batman #AttackingCancer #CancerThe Road We Traveled

Thanks for joining me over the past years for Cancer Week on Romance Lives Forever (hugs for Kayelle!) as I delve into Handsome’s journey with esophageal cancer and reconstructive plastic surgery.
This past January, a small scabby hole appeared on Handsome’s lower left jaw where the skin was thin. The doctor had stitched it closed after the reconstructive surgery last summer; however, we crossed our fingers and prayed the area would stay healed. We were hopeful for a long while. When the spot appeared to grow larger, I asked Handsome if I could touch it, and indeed, I felt the titanium plate. This scenario wasn’t ideal as infections could set in and destroy all the surgeries he’d undergone. We sent photos to the doctor who insisted we come in immediately.
“Coming in immediately” meant driving to Houston which wasn’t a bad trip. Mostly, we were tired of the drive. Tired of the whole thing.
The doctor confirmed the thin skin issue and prepared us for adding another graft plus an artery. The surgery would take place in the middle of February. Handsome would stay in the hospital for about five days. Easily doable.
The surgery went well. Every day, the doctor and the fellow checked for pulse and the color of the graft. Handsome healed so quickly, they said he would be released the following Saturday. Great rejoicing! But on Friday, the fellow checked the pulse. Good near his heart; not good on the graft. In fact, the graft looked like bad chicken skin, all pale yellow-ish and wrinkly. The doctor wanted to see if the graft could be saved and rolled him straight into surgery. The team worked for hours. Afterwards, the doctor said it was a “maybe” and would look at him the next morning. Because of the awkwardness in intubating Handsome, he was kept under sedation in ICU.
Early the next morning, the fellow determined the graft would not survive, and they would be redoing the surgery with two arteries for more blood supply. That was when I got panicky. During all of Handsome’s surgeries, I had been cool. I kept busy with reading, writing, and stitching, but this one got to me. #2 son phoned and asked if he should drive down. For the first time, the need for handholding swamped me. I said, “Yes.”
The 3 x 4 inch grafted tissue came from Handsome’s left wrist area. The arteries from his leg. He stayed another five days with no problems. Obviously, he had grown weaker from having had a second surgery. The progress he’d made with swallowing and neck strength all dissolved. His speech was compromised. Fatigue took over.
To date, Handsome has had ten surgeries in two years, fifteen feet of stitches. The belly tube would stay for another five months. He underwent lymphedema therapy in Houston and ultimately, moved it to a hospital closer to us, which he continues.
Nothing about his surgeries have been easy. Handsome has healed and the doctors are very pleased. VERY. He (laughingly) whined the other day about being tired of the whole thing and wanted our old normal back. He’s allowed to feel this way. I want our normal back too—in every aspect of our relationship. A huge goal to swallow is front and center so he can eat when we cruise the Adriatic Sea in 2019. Even though he has a long haul ahead, we are very hopeful.
How did he get cancer? No one has figured it out. Acid reflux? Maybe. Alcohol? Probably not. HPV? No. Smoking an occasional cigar? Doubtful. Parents smoking? Who knows. Working in oil fields? Possible.
What we do know is this: if you don’t want esophageal cancer, be healthy. Eat right. Drink moderately. Don’t smoke. Exercise.Fighting Cancer: The Road We Traveled @vickibatman Vicki Batman #AttackingCancer #Cancer
But the truth is Handsome did all those things. Does this mean not take care of oneself? Absolutely not! If he had not been as healthy as he was, surgery and recovery would have been harder or impossible.
For those of you undergoing cancer treatment, I’m with you. You are some of the strongest people I know, fighting a horrible disease.
We often say a path had been put in front of us and that was the road we had to travel. And no whining.
The Great Fruitcake Bake-off: When five-time champion Samantha Greene teams up with her new neighbor, Dixon Roberts, for The Great Fruitcake Bake-off, they discover baking a prize-winning entry is complicated, bad guys are plotting to take the crown, and first prize isn’t just about a ribbon.

Where to buy Whispers of Winter

Fighting Cancer: The Road We Traveled @vickibatman Vicki Batman #AttackingCancer #CancerAmazon https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07GVNX2LZ/
Barnes and Noble https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/whispers-of-winter-nicole-morgan/1129416841
Kobo https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/whispers-of-winter-2/

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Vicki Batman has sold many romantic comedy works to magazines, several publishers, and most recently, two humorous romantic mysteries. Along the way, she has picked up some awards and bestsellers. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, Sisters in Crime, Women’s Fiction Writers Association, and several writing groups. Avid Jazzerciser. Handbag lover. Mahjong player. Yoga practitioner. Movie fan. Book devourer. Chocaholic. Best Mom ever. And adores Handsome Hubby. Most days begin with her hands set to the keyboard and thinking “What if?”
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Image credits: road photo by the author

Maw of the Monster

On January 22, 2008, if I’d known I was being thrust into the maw of the medical monster I would have shown up with more than a plastic spatula.
It was a frigid morning when the phone rang, too early to be anything but rude. “You want me to do what?” was my equally impolite response. I’d been snuggled under my yellow comforter. Now, I was supposed to get myself across Puget Sound asap to a hospital. Not a long journey, as the crow flies, but crows don’t care that Vashon Island has no bridge and only one ferry was in service that morning.
A half hour later I was outside, hopping from one freezing foot to the other and staring at my red Jeep, covered from roof to fender with a thick coat of frost. Back in my native Northeast, I’d have been better prepared. But the Northwest was supposed to have mild winters, so a black plastic spatula was all I could find as an anti-frost device.
Many blue-fingered scrapes were required to get me on the road at last. If I’d realized how rough that ride would be, I’d have stayed under the yellow comforter. If I’d realized I had breast cancer, I never would have answered the phone.
Skip ahead to December and another anomalous Northwest winter of blizzards and deep chill. By then, we had acquired a bona fide ice scraper, the red Jeep auto-piloted to the hospital, and the maw of the medical monster had grown to a chasm over which I dangled, holding on for dear life to the nearest fang.
You’ve probably heard the urban hospital legend where the trusting patient enters with a hangnail and ends up an amputee. I’d been inserted into my personal version of that tale. I thought I was in the home stretch, ready for brand new breasts to replace the old now-absent ones. Instead, I faced the two-pronged attack of a raging staph infection and surgical procedure #8, both of which would conspire to kill me.
Flash forward again to today. The cold, the ferry schedule, the infection and the surgeries are ten years past, but this was a horror story nonetheless. One I survived with the help of faith, family, friends and a miracle or two. I pray there will never be another shocking phone call or any of what followed, for me or for you. Meanwhile, my advice is that we all arm ourselves with mammograms against this monster because a plastic spatula simply will not do.

Alice Orr – www.aliceorrbooks.com

A Time of Fear and Loving by Alice Orr

A hot car and a hot guy can get a girl into trouble.
Maybe that’s what Amanda Miller needs. But how much trouble is too much trouble? Dead bodies on the riverbank? A possible kidnapping? Sexy detective Mike Schaeffer might save the day. But who will protect Amanda’s heart?
Alice Orr is known for Delicious Suspense Spiced with a Love Story.
She does it again in A Time of Fear and Loving.
A Time of Fear and Loving is Book 5 of the Riverton Road Romantic Suspense Series set in Riverton, New York featuring the Kalli and Miller families and the Women of West Main who will debut in Book 6. Find out more at www.aliceorrbooks.com.
Genre Romantic Suspense
Book heat level (based on movie ratings) R
Publisher. Alice Orr Books
Amazon https://www.amazon.com/Time-Fear-Loving-Riverton-Road-ebook/dp/B075FHBNK2

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Alice Orr is the author of 16 novels, 3 novellas, a memoir and No More Rejections: 50 Secrets to Writing a Manuscript that Sells. A former book editor and literary agent, Alice now lives her dream as a full-time writer. She has two grown children and two perfect grandchildren and resides with her husband Jonathan in New York City.
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Claire Marti shares a wonderful story about not just her battle with cancer. And it’s a story of victory.

Claire Marti’s Fighting Cancer Story

As a yoga teacher, I’d always known of the incredible benefits of yoga for the body, mind, and spirit. Until I was diagnosed with Stage 2 breast cancer, however, I had no idea how much yoga would help me weather the toughest time of my life. I credit teaching and practicing yoga as vital components in my journey back to radiant health.
In January 2010, I truly felt that I was living my dream. I had exited corporate America the year prior and was happily balancing teaching yoga full-time with a blossoming writing career. I was in a relationship with the man of my dreams, living close to the ocean. To put it simply, I was happy.
Out of the blue, I found a lump in my breast. I was shocked and devastated, especially because I had a clear mammogram three months earlier. I was healthy, fit and felt invincible.
Over the course of that year, I endured three surgeries, six rounds of aggressive chemotherapy and almost two months of daily radiation. I balanced out this assault on my body with a primarily plant-based diet filled with anti-oxidants, daily exercise, acupuncture and most importantly, yoga. My doctors often commented that I was their “superwoman patient” because I never got really nauseous through chemo and seemed to maintain a comparatively high level of energy during treatment.
Don’t get me wrong: many days I was exhausted and despondent. Despite the fluctuations in my energy levels, I continued to teach most of my yoga classes and got certified to teach Yoga for Cancer Therapy while undergoing chemotherapy myself.
Cancer attacks your body, but it also attacks your mental well-being. Conventional medicine is aimed at destroying the physical symptoms of the cancer, but can fail to address the significant effects cancer has on the mind and spirit. Yoga addresses the entire person.
Now I offer specialized yoga for cancer recovery classes designed to empower my students to help themselves. Primary benefits include learning to handle side-effects of surgery, chemotherapy and radiation, boosting energy, improving mood, learning relaxation and breathing techniques to combat fatigue, stress and pain, restoring flexibility, strength, and range of motion, and enhancing lymphatic flow, digestion and circulation. I am passionate about sharing this gift with others going through any type of cancer to help others on this journey.
When I’m not teaching yoga, I write romance. My latest book, Sunset in Laguna, features a strong, compassionate heroine and the tall, dark, and handsome PTSD suffering veteran with whom she falls in love. Here’s a bit about the book.

Sunset in Laguna by Claire Marti

Sunset in Laguna is a satisfying, fulfilling read that’s full of angst, second chances, humor and a hero and heroine overcoming obstacles to find their HEA.
Genre Contemporary Romance
Book heat level (based on movie ratings): PG-13

Returning to Laguna Beach after four tours in the Middle East, Christian Wolfe leaves the military behind and buys a wine bar, vowing to keep his life simple. He fights to keep his devastating PTSD a secret and refuses to burden anyone else with his baggage. When stunning Kelly Prescott and her red stilettos saunter into town, she drives him past the bonds of his self-control.
Successful in her father’s stuffy law firm, Kelly’s too compassionate to survive in the cutthroat world of corporate litigation. Leaving behind both family and courtroom drama, she moves to Laguna to become general counsel for a nonprofit veterans’ organization.
She didn’t bargain on a gorgeous modern-day Heathcliff, and in Christian, she sees another kind of challenge—one she can’t resist.

Where to buy Sunset in Laguna

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Claire Marti started writing stories as soon as she was old enough to pick up pencil and paper. After graduating from the University of Virginia with a BA in English Literature, Claire was sidetracked by other careers, including practicing law, selling software for legal publishers, and managing a non-profit animal rescue for a Hollywood actress.
Finally, Claire followed her heart and now focuses on two of her true passions: writing romance and teaching yoga. Sunset in Laguna is the third book in her Finding Forever in Laguna series from The Wild Rose Press.
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