Alien Like Me–Cover Reveal


With the Earth still recovering from an alien invasion, one boy goes about life the only way he knows how. Survival. It’s working well until he realizes that the aliens have seemingly singled him out. Now he is left with the decision of staying the path he has picked for himself, or venturing into the unknown. Once he makes the decision, his life will change dramatically. But is it for better or worse?

Release date: April 30

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Envy can make you do strange things.

I have three brothers. Growing up, two of them had the most gorgeous shade of natural red hair I’d ever seen. The third brother had dark brown hair, but his beard would grow in with a distinct reddish hue.

Then there was me. Plain-faced Deb with plain, mousy-brown hair. I hated it. I envied my brothers with their striking red hair. It wasn’t fair. They bemoaned being saddled with hair that stood out, while I languished over being the one who could disappear in a group of three people.

Finally, over Spring Break during my Freshman year of college, I decided I would be envious no more. I went to my hairdresser and told  her I wanted red hair. Not fire-engine red, or Bozo the Clown red; I wanted Sarah Ferguson red (I was a big follower of the Royal Family at the time).

Little more than an hour later, I emerged from the salon with the fiery red hair I’d always desired, and I loved it. I thought it was beautiful, and I was sure everyone else would think so.

The first person who obviously thought otherwise was my father. When he drove up to pick me up (no, I didn’t have my driver’s license yet), he took one look at my hair I exclaimed, “I hope to God that washes out! I have two boys who hate their red hair, and what the hell do you do? You go out and DYE your hair.”

Okay. Well, that’s just Dad. Dads are supposed to disapprove of their kids’ choices, right? Right? It will be different when I get back to college.

When Spring Break was over, my brother and I headed back to Susquehanna University (we both attended there). A few friends commented on my hair–some positively, some negatively–but I really didn’t get the reaction I expected.

Especially from my brother’s crowd.

I was involved in one of the campus ministries with my brother and his friends, so I often hung out with them. So, the first time we got together after Spring Break, one of them commented, “Did you do something to your hair over Spring Break?”

“Yes. Yes, I did.”

“I thought so,” she said. “A new haircut?”

Really? “Well, I got a little trimmed, but nothing major.”

Another friend piped up. “You got a perm?”

Does my freakin’ hair look curly? “No, that’s not it either.”

A third offered, “You’re wearing it parted differently, right?”

This was ridiculous. “No, guys. I dyed it red.”

They all looked at me funny. The first friend said, “No you didn’t. You’ve always had red hair. Just like your brother.” When I gave her an incredulous look, she added, “Well…what color was your hair?”

I felt absolutely deflated as I informed my friends that I’d had brown hair. They all looked at each other, unable to recall that I’d been a brunette just a couple weeks ago.

Now I had another crisis of identity. At least they saw my brother as an independent, stand-alone person. It didn’t matter what color my hair was. The problem was that they didn’t see me as just Deb; they saw me as Gary’s little sister, Deb.

Now, it seemed I had another reason to envy my brother.


Getting Seasonal


Daily PostGetting Seasonal

Do you miss the holiday season when it’s months away? When you’re in the midst of holiday madness, do you enjoy it, or can’t wait for it to be over?

Yesterday, I grabbed a MacIntosh apple out of the fridge as a quick pick-me-up snack while I was writing. I took my first bite…and was immediately transported to October. “MacIntosh apples taste like autumn,” I thought as I enjoyed my snack.

And then there is was.

The little kid in me was skipping ahead to the holiday season, which in my mind begins with Labor Day. I’m sure I’m not alone in thinking that the months of September through December (or January, if you want to count New Year) are just a tumble-jumble of holidays in quick succession. When I was a child in school, it seemed we barely got the school year off to a start, before we were coloring ships for Columbus Day, then making ghosts, jack-o’lanterns, and black cats for Halloween, followed by Pilgrims, Indians (sorry, Native Americans), and turkeys for Thanksgiving, and finally Christmas trees, snowflakes, and Santas for Christmas.

It was fun back then, and to an extent, it’s still fun now. Along about September, I begin to get excited again for the upcoming holidays. I start scouring the craft stores for yarn, paints, fabric, and whatever else I can find to whip up fun crafts.I align my wardrobe for whatever the next special day is, and I listen to the appropriate music.

And I do miss the holiday season when it’s past. Winter somehow seems so long–after Christmas, the days seem to drag–and even summer feels like it goes along forever. At least we have Valentine’s Day and Easter, but those two days just don’t carry the weight of excitement like The Big Three–Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas.

So if you happen to see me along about the middle of March, and I’m singing Halloween songs or Christmas carols, don’t worry; I haven’t cracked up. I’m just getting a bit seasonal.

Getting Seasonal


Review: The Ghost of Marlow House


Danielle Boatman inherits a house by the sea that she intends to turn into a B & B. However, when she and her friend Lily arrive to ready the house for opening, she discovers that Walt Marlow–who has been dead for ninety years–is still in residence, and doesn’t realize he is no longer among the living. Before Walt can move on, Danielle has to help him prove that he did not commit suicide, but was in fact murdered. As she investigates the mystery surrounding his death, she discovers that the house holds other mysteries as well, and she is not the only one interested in solving them.

I started this book while in the hospital waiting room when my husband was having surgery. The plot and characters pulled me in right away, and I had a hard time putting the book down. I love ghost stories, especially ones which involve a mystery that must be solved before the spirit can move on. I loved the way the author wove the plot, including details of Oregon history along the way. I thought I had the whodunit part figured out early on, but I was proven wrong. There were enough plot twists to keep the story interesting, but not so many that I became confused.

Surprised By an Award



This has been a bit of a rough week for reasons I won’t get into here and now, so what a pleasant surprise to learn that Hawk’s Happenings has been nominated for The Versatile Blogger Award!

Thank you so much to Jennifer, who writes the wonderful thepsychomother blog for nominating me!

The requirements for this award are:

Thank my nominator.

Share the award on my blog.

State 7 things about myself.

Nominate 10 other bloggers.

Seven Facts About Leta Hawk:

  1.  I am fascinated with most things paranormal, especially ghosts, cryptids, UFOs, and witches, not necessarily in that order.
  2. Some of my favorite places include Gettysburg, St. Augustine, and Lock Haven, PA..
  3. At one time, I had firm intentions to earn a Masters in British Literature, with a concentration in Arthurian Legends. My thesis was to be about the changing attitudes and treatment of women, especially Queen Guinivere, in the legends throughout the centuries.
  4. I have Chronic Lyme Disease, which is currently in remission, and have done some advocacy for improved diagnosis and treatment.
  5. While my first love is creative writing, I am also very interested in the earth sciences, especially meteorology.
  6. I am a Christ-Follower, but I am also interested in alternative forms of healing, especially herbs and crystals. I know many people think they are incompatible, but I’m not so sure.
  7. My musical tastes are quite varied and run from Barry Manilow (see Oh No! Oh No! I’ve Killed Barry Manilow!) to Aerosmith to 2Cellos to Big Bam Boo, and pretty much anything in between.


The 10 Blogs that I would like to nominate for Versatile Blogger are:


Sarabeth Caplin

The Cozy Mystery Blog

DIY with Kathy

Shonda Brock Paranormal Romance Author

Greater Than Gravity

Spooky Mrs. Green

Bean’s Book Shelf and Coffee Break

Pam Hogeweide

Grape Fruit Books

Ghostly Writings



Again, thank you so much, Jennifer, for handing me a bright spot in a less-than-stellar week. Best wishes to you, and to all my readers, for a wonderful rest of the week.


Reminiscing With Casey Kasem


When I was a teenager, one of the highlights of my weekend was tuning in to Casey Kasem’s American Top 40 radio show. I loved finding out which of my favorite songs might be in the top ten for any given week, and I loved hearing some of the stories behind the songs and the singers or bands that performed them. The long-distance dedications were fun too, and I liked to try to guess from the contents of the letter what song the writer would choose to dedicate to a friend or relative.

Like most things from my childhood, AT 40 has kind of fallen by the wayside. Casey Kasem passed away a few years ago, and I’m not all that interested in most of the music that is popular today. In fact, I don’t even know if they still do countdowns.

One day recently, my husband was fiddling around on the internet, and he came across iHeart radio. I’d heard of iHeart, but I never really looked into it myself. But he did, and he came across old reruns of Casey Kasem’s AT 40 from the 70s and 80s. Really?!?! Needless to say, we’ve found a new favorite source for background music at our house.

Last evening, we were listening to a countdown from 1982. I was just 13 then, and was pretty much just discovering popular music. As I listened to the songs that were hits back then, some of which aren’t played much anymore, I allowed myself to drift back to a time when my life was in some ways simpler, yet in some ways way more difficult than it is now. Dan Fogelberg’s “Run For the Roses” was on that countdown, and I recalled how at the time I loved horses. In fact, I was still juvenile enough to wish I could be a horse, running free across a field in Kentucky with the wind rushing through my mane. Other songs, like Ronnie Milsap’s “Any Day Now” and Alabama’s “Take Me Down” reminded me of our family road trip to Texas to meet my newborn niece Amber. Memories of Friday nights at the skating rink came back with songs like 38 Special’s “Caught Up in You” and Dazz Band’s “Let It Whip.”

There were some songs as well that I liked well enough at the time, but I really didn’t have an understanding of what they meant. Charlene’s “I’ve Never Been to Me” made me cry even back then, but it really meant nothing since I lacked the maturity and life experience to understand what it was to be “a discontented mother and a regimented wife.” It was just bittersweet to hear and now fully comprehend the situations she sang about.

I could go on and on about the music that meant so much to me then, and that still plays such a big part in my life, but I’ll leave it here for now. And for all you younger folks who prefer Beyonce, Justin Bieber, Skrillex, Ellie Goulding, or whoever else is popular nowadays, I’ll just quote another 80s song:

“Call me a relic, call me what you will.
Say I’m old-fashioned, say I’m over the hill.
Today’s music ain’t got the same soul.
I like that old time rock and roll.”

Finding Me by Dawn Brazil–Release

Finding Me Release Launch BannerToday is the re-release for Finding Me by Dawn Brazil, the first installment in the Finding Me trilogy. This YA Fantasy cover was designed by Yosbe Designs.

About the Book

Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000037_00023]Sixteen-year-old Chloe Carmichael’s perfect world is in chaos.
It’s not because she has a vision of her boyfriend murdered and then he’s found dead exactly as foreseen. It’s not because she suddenly has the ability to move objects when she’s upset. It’s kinda cool to close a door without touching it. And it’s most definitely not her overbearing mother, who only cares about appearances. Chloe has already grown quite accustomed to her family’s distance.

So what has Chloe cringing in fear?
It’s having to become another person for a new group of people. She knows she’s not perfect, but apparently she was in another life. In that other life, she was known as Amanda. Amanda was perfect. Chloe, not so much. Her new friends won’t allow her to forget.

Chloe struggles with a love that exposes the soul. It’s a love that defies reason. It’s a love that speaks to her heart and demands attention.

It’s the stench of impending death that hovers over her every move.

It’s that final threat as she tries to acclimate to a life of superhuman proportions.
It’s the enemy she can’t see and doesn’t remember.

And most importantly, it’s never discovering who she really is that truly frightens her.

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About the Author

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Dawn wants to live in a world fully inhabited by fictional characters; she thinks fictional characters are cooler than real people, except herself, of course. But since the world is not comprised of dreamy book boyfriends, she creates them for everyone to fawn over. Her debut novel, Finding Me, book 1 in the Finding Me series, is set to release on March 3rd 2016.

When she is not writing, she can be found with her nose in a book – swooning over another book boyfriend, drying up tears from a recent heartbreak, or shouldering a wound she received in battle. She also loves to create magic in the kitchen, with an array of inspiring dishes she pulls from Pinterest. Dawn lives in South Texas with her sports-obsessed husband, three technology-infatuated teenagers, and her great big colossal imagination.

She is currently editing the final book in the Finding Me series, Becoming Me. The book is set to release the summer of 2016. She is a master juggler and is working on two other Young Adult standalone novels – a high-fantasy tearjerker, and a science fiction story with a romance that will make your heart ache.

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Review–Angels in Seashore Cove


“Angels in Seashore Cove” by Maggie Van Well follows best friends Sean Donovan and Dianna Sheldon in Seashore Cove, Long Island. In college, Dianna and some friends started the Saving It Sisters, promising to remain virgins until they found The One. With her thirtieth birthday fast approaching and no prospects in sight, Dianna decides she’s going to break that pledge. Sean, though a wild child and a bit of a womanizer, stands in her way, unwilling to let her make a mistake that she will regret for the rest of her life. What neither realizes is that they are soulmates, meant for each other.

Thank God for Divine Intervention! Sean and Dianna share a guardian angel, Adriel, who cannot stand to see his charges miss out on their happily ever after. Adriel and Archangel Jude enlist a couple of rookies from Heaven who will help guide the hapless soulmates as they discover their love for each other. Maybe, just maybe, as they help Sean and Dianna, they might put to rights their own life mistakes.

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Overall, this was a wonderful story. The characters of Sean and Dianna were so well developed that I got attached to them. I hurt when they hurt, rejoiced when they rejoiced, and got angry when they got angry. At the same time, there were instances where I wanted to knock the daylights out of both of them. Their stubbornness, while somewhat understandable, drove me crazy, and it helped move the plot forward.

Jack and Angie, the pair of rookie souls brought back from heaven to help Sean and Dianna find themselves, were equally engaging. The story actually began where their earthly story ended. Without giving too much away, I was so heartbroken by the end of their story that I almost didn’t continue reading, as I could see no way for things to ever be well with them again.

Another thing I found enjoyable in this story was the way it wove in spiritual things without getting preachy. It was realistic, and all the characters had their good points and bad points, their strengths and their foibles. It’s important to note that some liberties were taken with theology in describing what went on in heaven, but for me, that didn’t detract from the story at all.

So if you want a light-hearted romance with real characters and lots of emotional appeal, this is an excellent choice.

I give this novel five out of five stars.