Books published by publisher AuthorHouse

All Hair Is Good Hair tells the story of how ten year old Samaya struggles with loving her natural God given hair. She believes she has "bad hair" and expresses her insecurity with her mother. In a culture saturated with digitally altered photos and videos, raising girls with high self-esteem can be scary. But Samaya's mother is determined to instill self-love and influence her both by what she says and what she does. In this book, Samaya reveals the events that lead her to acknowledging that All Hair Is Good Hair.

My book, The Return of The Little Prince, is a sequel to the marvelous and whimsical story of my uncle Antoine De Saint-Exupery, The Little Prince, where myth and poetry mix with reality and speak to us of the eternal in such an innocent manner. Both his story and mine are true. They are real stories of a quest to find that invisible spark of life which gives meaning to all there is. I learned the story from within, it was my aunt Consuelo De Saint-Exupery, an extraordinary person and the inspiration of Saint-Ex, the Rose of his story, who taught me to read, not only French in The Little Prince, but the essence of it as well. She talked to me about Saint-Ex, his dream world, of his airplane flights, of his moonstruck reveries, his airplane falls and the spirit that helped him survive them! Everything in that book was an integral part of what later happened to me and helped me to find that secret that now illumines my life. I remember. . . when I was a little girl, maybe six years old, I learned to read. . . know. . . and love the Little Prince. Later on, I learned that many others also did; it was, I believe, the bedside book of James Dean. I never knew him personally, but I read in an interview of a movie magazine that he said The Little Prince was his Bible. . . and I wondered if what drew him to it was the same thing that I loved about it? What I loved best was the invisible hidden in between such simple words and its childlike drawings, for concealed behind the fairytale there was a road map to a true spiritual experience. Whenever I read the last page of my uncle's book, I was moved by his sadness and felt a sense of urgency within me to find that lonely star landscape. So, I promised myself that one day I would find the Little Prince and let Saint-Ex know that he was back. Consequently, since early in life, I learned to close my eyes, open my heart and. . . began my quest. This tale is the fruit of my search. It has a happy ending as all good fairy tales have, for it happened that one day. . . when I least expected it. . . I found the Little Prince! Thus, I wrote this book, both as a direct answer to my uncle's plea, to share the good news with all those who love The Little Prince and as an invitation to quest to all those who long to find their reality. I have followed the same format of my uncle's book and also utilized the same style of drawings, wrapping my own story of how I searched and found the Little Prince with as much similarity as possible to that of his book, for a very good reason: I couldn't have done it in any other way, for I have loved The Little Prince since I was a child. My reason has been one of love, not arrogance, so please exempt me from the harshness of comparison if you are inclined to do so.

This book is about the trouble your dog can get into if it isn't confined. If your dog is left loose all day while you are at work and when you return he is laying by your back door you assume he's been there all day. These stories will show you the different problems your dog can cause. I will, also, explain how your dog warden or animal control receives their money to service their county and pay their employees.

This is a story about a teddy bear that comes to life when seen by a little girl in a toy store and all the good times he had with her. It opens with the girl (now a pregnant adult opening a box in which the bear has been stored. It continues with his repair, cleanup, and his excitement of belonging to her new child in the place of honor on the child's bed.

"Rigor mortis had set in by the time police arrived," Special Prosecutor Tony Clayton told the jury, watching their eyes as they viewed the photograph of the bloodied arm of Geralyn Barr DeSoto. Geralyn's clenched fist, frozen in death away from her body, held her secret. "Geralyn was trying to tell us something. She was telling us how hard she fought. She was telling us who her killer is. 'Right here,' she said. 'Right here I have the killer. Just open my hand. Just open my hand, and you'll know who did it to me.'" Two months later: "Charlotte Murray Pace fought from one room of that apartment to the other," Prosecutor John Sinquefield told jurors as they blinked tears away. "She clawed, she hit, she fought. As her young, strong heart pumped its last blood out of the holes he cut out of her, she fought. And in the fight, he took her life, her body. But he could not take her honor. She preserved her honor by the way she lived and the way she died. That fight is not over, ladies and gentlemen of the jury. Charlotte Murray Pace has brought her fight to you." These crimes are vividly depicted in this first comprehensive book about Derrick Todd Lee. I've Been Watching You-The South Louisiana Serial Killer dramatically tells the story of Lee's life and follows the timeline of his reign of terror over South Louisiana. Readers will become intimately acquainted with the seven victims who have been linked to Lee by DNA, along with the frustrated investigators who could not catch this diabolical killer. This recounting also details the murders of ten other women who were not connected by DNA, but whom these authors believe should be included on the list of Lee's victims due to strong circumstantial evidence.There are many unanswered questions regarding these series of killings. How did Lee find his victims, and why did he choose them? Why didn't the Multi-Agency Homicide Task Force believe he was the killer when his name was brought repeatedly to its attention? What evil p

Do you ever wonder what Santa does after Christmas? So does Tyler. Come and take this journey with Tyler, and discover where the man in the bright red suit goes on vacation after Christmas. In this contemporary, creative, and truly original picture book, find the various countries Santa visits while on vacation, where Santa learns how to say hello in their native language. Tyler discovers Santa visits Japan and learns how to say hello in Japanese: Konnichi wa, along with visiting Hawaii and learning how to say hello in Hawaiian: Aloha. Part of what makes this book so engaging and humorous is that Santa tries to camouflage himself among everyday people by doing normal activities in that country he visits. Santa realizes that it is not that easy for the man with the white beard to go unnoticed. Children will love the clever way in which the story teaches them of different countries while teaching them to say hello in the places Santa visits

The brave and exciting exploits of "Mary Joyce - Taku to Fairbanks, 1,000 Miles by Dogsled" are described in this book... mostly in her own words. She wrote a manuscript about her trip with her dogteam in 1936. It was never published until now. She was the first white person over a portion of the trail which later became part of the Alcan Highway. Her narrative and descriptions of Alaska's people, dogteams, vast landscapes and dangers encountered on the trail are wrapped in her wry humor and perspectives of the 30's. Mary was a nurse who moved to Alaska to the Taku Lodge in 1930 aboard a yacht, which also carried lavender bathroom fixtures and a cow. She was a pilot, a stewardess, a musher, a homesteader, a movie actress, a territorial government candidate, and more...and so loved her adopted Alaska. The author, a relative, has included the adventures and photos of her life from the family farm in Baraboo, Wisconsin where she was born until her death in 1976 in Juneau. Mostly all of Mary's clippings, photos and writings have been donated to the "Mary Joyce Collection" in the State of Alaska Library Historical Collections and the Juneau Douglas Museum.CHAR(13) + CHAR(10)CHAR(13) + CHAR(10)CHAR(13) + CHAR(10)

Excerpts from Beyond Words: The Healing Power of HorsesThe space between words is where we live with horses. In the silence we are truly heard.*******So much of our sadness, our discontent, our addictions and compulsions are driven by the emptiness we experience when, without being aware of it, we detach from our emotional selves. We often mistake this emptiness as boredom, anxiety, hunger, and/or loneliness. Horses, in their honesty and compassion, help us to reconnect to ourselves, to our humanness.*******What I have come to believe is that no matter what orientation you bring to psychotherapy, or what equine certification you achieve, the one variable that has been shown to be critically important is the trusting, respectful, and compassionate relationship that develops between therapist and client; whether the therapist has two or four legs is irrelevant!**********The goal of Beyond Words: The Healing Power of Horses is to connect the advances made in the treatment and understanding of mental health issues with the knowledge we have accrued through the years about the nature of horses. The key is to integrate the two professional worlds of equine specialists and psychotherapists, so that each can appreciate, communicate, and work together to further enhance the practice of Equine Experiential Psychotherapy.

¿ The story of Aunt Jemima ¿ is a biography about the life of the real Annie Short Harrington (1897- 1955) ,written in picture book form. She was born in rural Marlboro County in the community now known as Wallace , South Carolina. The county seat is Bennettsville. The Short Family lived on the Peguese Plantation , where they picked cotton and worked in tobacco as ¿ sharecroppers. ¿ Her last surviving sibling, Lila Short Davis, provided most of the information about her through interviews. She died during the early 1990s. Her niece, Lenora Harrington Peguese also contributed to this story. Annie(also known as Ann and Anna) Short Harrington left the South going North to look for work, to support her five young children ¿ three daughters and two sons. She found domestic work in the homes of wealthy people , including Governors. Syracuse, New York was where she eventually settled. There she worked for a fraternity house at Syracuse University. Mrs. Harrington¿s fame was launched at a Fairground in the Syracuse , New York area in 1935. She was cooking pancakes there when she was discovered by the Quaker Oats Company ¿ her picture drawn ,and her image publicized all over America as ¿Aunt Jemima. ¿ She died in 1955 at the age of fifty- eight. Her remains were buried at Oakwood Cemetery in Syracuse, New York , at grave plot number 63 ¿ section H-4 . Many of her relatives continue to live in the Wallace Community in South Carolina. They are proud of her niche in history.

Our plans for the June weekend were simple: camp on Friday and Saturday night in a pretty little mountain campground and drive our youth group down to San Juan Capistrano on Sunday for a beach outing. Saturday evening, a group of motorcyclists roared into the campground. Shouting that there were children asleep, the camp manager ordered them to get out. They left as noisily as they had come in. I drifted back to sleep. Bam! Bam! Gunshots jolted me awake! “It won’t work to shoot ’em in the head,” a man’s voice said. “When they do the autopsy, it will show they were shot with a 410.” “Get the rope and turn the lights on this bunch oftrees and start here! If you find any little ones, just hang ’em in their bags!” Frantically tearing the back screen from our tent and awaking my twelve-year-old daughter, we began a terrifying two-week flight for help and survival! This is our true story.

This is a story about a teddy bear that comes to life when seen by a little girl in a toy store and all the good times he had with her. It opens with the girl (now a pregnant adult opening a box in which the bear has been stored. It continues with his repair, cleanup, and his excitement of belonging to her new child in the place of honor on the child's bed.