About the Author: B. K. Smith
B.K.Smith is the quintessential New Yorker, a former money trader on Wall Street, and a graduate of New York Medical College. She is a member of The National League of American Pen Women and The American Academy of Communications in Healthcare.
Her first book in this series “The Lipstick Mountains Memoirs” is “#1 Chelsea Matinee—Memoirs of an Easy Woman,” Winner of the eLit 2016 bronze award: Best Erotic Fiction.
Following in the series is #2 Sands Point – Memoirs of a Money Trader; and #3 RattleSnake Lodge – Memoirs of a Seeing Woman (Amanda French NY/TX);
Memoir #4 is Horseneck – The Meaning of Ordeal. An odyssey of a girl who lived next door, who grew into a woman chasing the fear that lies warmly pulsing just beneath the surface. She strives to identify this sometimes paralyzing irrational fear until the day she puts together pieces of family lore and gossip and understands. Piece by piece even the small moments of enlightenment are sobering and timely for the author and the reader.
42 full-color photographs, the “Vessels of Grieving,” of papier mache bowls, an art project that may have saved her sanity, are included. The bowls are beautiful and the story is meant to make you cry. The author’s range of creativity is what makes her award-winning books hard to put down. It’s a love story and a loss story; #5 in the series will be out early 2017. “Manifest Destiny—Memoirs of a Dreaming Woman” will take you for quite a walk into the desert, down to the river, and up through clouds, your dreams, and higher.
“Lipstick Mountains Press” is the fiction division of Madison Avenue Publishers, LLC., an e-Boutique of Art and Literature and Ideas.
www.MadisonAvenuePublishers.com
Ms Smith practices behavioral epidemiology in Arizona.
"I finally detached with the understanding that people cannot give to you what they don’t have. I am not feeling the love because… And because of what was probably this unsatisfied need for affection, I have a history of trusting complete strangers, some of whom have, to their credit, risen to the occasion by displaying the kindness thus expected of others at the eleventh hour. I made friends easily. One day, impelled by mutual attraction, or curiosity, you strike up a conversation and discover shared interests and a new friendship is born. You try to live the same hopes and dreams, feeling at ease, even happy, and this friendship becomes part of your life, a little bit like family. Then treachery strikes and a great desolate wind sweeps away those dreams. Wounded and angry, you wish you were dead for ever thinking or believing and falling for it again.
Then other similar mirages appear on the horizon, as you walk in your own landscape, and you rise to the occasion once again, and you are disappointed once again, and one fine day all that is left of your spirit is a tiny scar on your heart no bigger than a fingernail scratch. You no longer feel anything either. You no longer care.
Only many years later, only when I had given myself passively to this lovelessness in the conviction that I had metamorphosed from a loveless childhood to the adulthood of more of the same, disappointment, betrayal and loss. Only with this wisdom had I come to believe in nothing, and only then was I surprised by love.
What is the meaning of ordeal? You’ll know it when you know it.
This book contains "Papier Mache Bowls - Vessels of Grieving."
42 full-color photographs,"The creative meaning of ordeal."
