Böcker av Lb Sedlacek

Kelsey, a Chemistry Professor in North Carolina, accidentally discovers the cure for something that ails everyone on the planet. It leads her to Australia as she struggles to share what she found with the whole world while a drug company tries to profit from her miraculous find. Join Kelsey, her husband Morgan, their dog Schiller and an evil drug exec McQuire in this journey of discovering and embracing the message from within.

This poetry book was written on the way to Florida for Spring break. We went to a place we'd been before - an island near Yulee, Florida. We drove through South Carolina and Georgia to get there. The weather was great - we spent a good deal of time by the pool, my favorite place to be! Sitting on the beach, I enjoyed watching all the planes fly over and I also liked getting up to see the sunrise - it was spectacular. Our dog is a good travel buddy. He loves running on the beach, watching the waves, and visiting the very dog friendly, The Fountain of Youth. He takes it all in stride. For the first time, we tried fishing on the Fishing Bridge and also mini golf with an odd assortment of interesting hole plays. The south offers many opportunities for interesting travel adventures. Thanks for coming along with us for the ride!

Fishing is like poetry in a way - there's a lot of waiting and observing and there's a lot to tell about later whether it be true or made up. When I was a kid I fished. We used bamboo poles we made using bamboo from our back yard. We used bread crumbs for bait. Eventually I got a real fishing pole. I still used bread crumbs for bait. If we caught a fish, we'd throw it back! Funny thing is I've never liked to eat fish - no seafood, period! I have tried it. I do not like it. Not any of it ...ever. Fishing has gotten a lot more complicated (I used that word laughingly) since I was a kid. There are stores with aisles devoted to lures, hooks and baits. (There's a difference?) I hope you enjoy my fishing poems. And after you are done reading, grab a notebook and pen or your tablet, a fishing pole and some bait (bread, corn, worms - ick!) and go fish!

One Senator, one murder, one boat crash, Pea Island, Asheville, Nags Head, one Sheriff and two childhood friends who reconnect in a most unusual way and oh yeah the Boom Boom club - may be as dumb as dumb laws but all of it oh so true!

Poetry about L.A. (east in North Carolina). These poems are taken from the FB page, Poetry in LA (@poetryinla) created by LB Sedlacek. Poems are about Hibriten Mountain, the annual Sculpture Fest, the annual Blackberry Festival, Wilson Creek, Highways 18 and 90, the antique car shows, old buildings, and the general way of life in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountain area that locals fondly call "LA." for Lenoir Area.

It was his idea to divide everything. Jasper looked up to his brother Jonas, but maybe there's something wrong with that. From the book: ""For many years, there's been sightings in Old Fort, North Carolina near Curtis Creek close to the Blue Ridge Parkway and up around the Geyser. Usually, there's more than one. Sometimes physical evidence is left behind. This pack is unusual, though, because they come back. It's best to make peace with them just in case you come face to face with one." "Let him turn vinegar into wine if he thought he could."