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Author Dawn Miller talks to Cyrus Webb about the book telling of her 10 years of abuse and neglect–Darkness Before the Dawn

Author Dawn Miller discusses DARKNESS BEFORE THE DAWN on #ConversationsLIVE 03/17 by Breakfast With Books | Books Podcasts.

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NowJareth Cover art final that Jareth, First Lord has been released, what’s in store?

The sequel! Viviane, First Lady is in the hands of RuleBreaker Editing for the final shake down. RuleBreaker is also casting an eye over a new story of mine. Watch out for the red ink!

As for FreedomInk365, three new books have been released recently.

Darkness Before the Dawnby author Dawn Miller. A true tale of abuse and neglect.

Carnal Sobriety–another book from FreedomInk365 CEO Katandra Jackson Nunnally.

Mojo For Sale: The Art of Encouraging One’s Self–also by Katandra Jackson Nunnally.

And don’t forget, Jareth, First Lord! http://amzn.com/0989678644

For all the books from FreedomInk, go to:

http://www.freedomink365.com/the_books

There’s something for everybody! So check back often for new releases.

Have a Happy New Year!

 

 

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Black and whiteHave you written your family history, your personal memoirs or perhaps historical fiction? Then Footprint Expressions may be the company for you.

Located in San Diego, CA, Footprint Expressions is the dream of Yvette Porter Moore and sister company to FreedomInk365. Yvette is the editor of Footprint Expressions as well as an author in her own right.

Footprint Expressions is looking for authors who write Memoirs, Biographies, Autobiographies, Historical Fiction and Family Ancestral Stories. So if you’ve been writing down those family stories or are writing your autobiography or historical fiction, check out Footprints Expressions. I’ve been working on our family’s ghost stories. Once I’m finished, I’m going to give her a call.

For more information, check out their site on Facebook.

https://www.facebook.com/Footprintespressions

http://www.freedomink365.com/footprint_expressions_publishing

If you’re interested in publishing your work, drop her a note and see how she can help you.

Footprint Expressions and FreedomInk365!

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Cancer and War.WayYes, I got the bad news on my 51st birthday, via phone call, while teaching a kids karate class. I hadn’t been prepared for this. From what my doctors had said, the little lump shouldn’t have been malignant. It didn’t feel right.

But it was malignant. The pathologist at the hospital said the whole lump wasn’t malignant. The cancer cells in it were more like someone had sprinkled pepper on it. Just little specks through the lump.

My best friend, Cindy, said if I wanted to go out and drown my sorrows, she’d drive. But this would solve nothing. As a martial artist, it was time to fight. Was I scared? Yes. I was fighting for my life.

My first surgery was for the lumpectomy, another to remove the lymph nodes from under my left arm, and one to put in a port-a-cath to administer the IV chemotherapy.

From diagnosis  through treatment—eight sessions of chemotherapy followed by 33 of radiation—everything was a blur. Part of the blur was due to the treatment. First, the drug Ellence made me sick as a dog and the anti-nausea meds knocked me out. The second half of my chemo was Taxol. It gave me bone pain and tooth aches, temporary memory loss, and made my toes and fingers numb. I wrote notes in the living room so I’d know why I went into the kitchen.

My husband, Steve, was in Iraq for most of this time, which worried him sick. Our daughter, Dawn, was my greatest help. She took me to and from the clinic, helped clean the house, and made sure I’d eaten.

My only lasting challenges are lymph edema in my left arm on occasion, and a little neuropathy in my feet. I’ve found ALA helps.

For those of you still fighting, never give up. Attitude makes all the difference in the world. Learn to meditate. Find something to laugh at, take a walk and enjoy nature, or find something that still tastes good and indulge.

Do not throw a pity party. Instead, prepare for a marathon. This fight won’t be endless. Take it one treatment at a time. I did a mental countdown after each session. After the last of the radiation, we went out for a celebration dinner.

I’m 61 now, and have been cancer free for nine years. I survived.

Now get out there and win!

For more about my fight with breast cancer:

http://amzn.com/B00F3ZW2LW

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Cancer and War.WayJust before my fifty-first birthday, I wore a new bra for the first time and that evening I had a very tender spot under my left breast. I put it down to the new bra. The next day it was still sore, but I didn’t think there was a problem. Later in the week, I wore the bra again, and the spot was even worse.

Feeling around the area, I found a spot about the size of the end of my thumb which felt like a blister under the skin.  My annual physical was scheduled for the next week, anyway, so I could talk to my doctor about it.

Once she’d examined the area, she said she wasn’t sure what to think. It felt “squishy”—a very technical medical term. The surgeon I saw the next week didn’t feel we needed to be too concerned, but he ordered a diagnostic mammogram. He would remove the lump, just to on the safe side.

Since they weren’t concerned, I wasn’t either. From everything I’d read, a malignant tumor was hard, not squishy. I called his office two days later. They’d received the results, but he hadn’t looked them over yet. After leaving a call-back number, I drove to the training studio to teach the junior martial arts class.

The junior class—ages five to twelve—was always a lively bunch, so I had my hands full. About halfway through class, our secretary told me I had a call.  Apologizing for giving me the news over the phone, he said the tests were back and it was malignant. He would schedule my pre-ops and surgery as soon as possible.

As I hung up the phone, I remembered it was my birthday. Great! Happy 51st Mel. You’ve got breast cancer. The rest of the evening was a blur. From this point to the start of chemo, everything seemed to be racing forward, towing me along.

How did my martial arts training come to my rescue?

My training gave me what I call a warrior mindset. I treated this disease as I would any other threat.  I attacked instead of backing away in fear and self-pity, as I would have before training. I met several women who gave into self-pity and didn’t make it. As one man I met told me, attitude is everything.

It was time to fight. I went into the OR with my mind on fighting cancer. I came out of anesthesia fighting everyone in reach. A male nurse, beads of perspiration on his forehead, said I was a lot stronger than I looked. The next time, I resolved to have peace and calm during surgery, and it worked much better.

As part of my training, I meditated every day and I feel this helped keep my mind calm and my focus on recovery. There is evidence that regular meditation aids the healing process, and I feel it helped me.

A sense of humor helped, too. My poor oncologist will never recover. Nearly every time he stepped into the exam room my daughter and I were rolling with laughter. I fear he took it personally. Our family is known for its wacky sense of humor, though. We can find something to laugh about in nearly any situation.

Exercise is great for overcoming the effects of chemotherapy and I was used to working out. But I had to redefine my terms. My goal became walking to the mailbox and back each day without help, a total of about fifty yards. I would improve for three weeks, go in for chemo, and start all over.

When my husband flew me to Spain between treatments, we walked in the park across the street nearly everyday.  Our favorite restaurant was Vivaldi’s. While he was at work, I had time to sleep and recover with nothing else to worry me. I’m glad I finally agreed to go.

I’ve just turned sixty-one, and my birthday always reminds me of my fight against cancer. I’ve been in remission for nine years, thanks to my husband and our daughter who helped pull me through.

My motto? Don’t let the bastard win.

For more about my fight with breast cancer, go to:

http://amzn.com/B00F3ZW2LW

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CommercialOn my birthday, the year I turned 51, I received the news that I had breast cancer. I was on the martial arts floor teaching a Korean style of fighting to about fifteen kids under the age of 12. There was no time to have a breakdown, unless I wanted to unleash complete chaos in the training hall, so I drew in strength and went back out to the floor.

How did the arts help with my treatment and recovery? I chose to view cancer as the enemy and treat it like I would any other. Counter attack and win. Offer no quarter. This disease is a killer and must be treated as such.

Now was not the time for self-pity or for asking, “Why me?” In so many cases there is no answer to that question. People from all walks of life, lifestyles and backgrounds develop breast cancer, with seemingly very little in common. If you are diagnosed with breast cancer, chances are you will never know the why.

One of the most frightening things for me was not knowing what to expect, which is one of the reasons I wrote my personal journey.  It isn’t a technical discussion. This isn’t the treatment for every form of cancer. But it will let you know that there is someone out here who understands what you’re facing, and who won her battle.

So if you are facing your opponent, or if you know someone who is, please get a copy of Cancer and the Warrior’s Way, either Kindle or paperback. It isn’t too long, but it is my wish to give you hope.

Cancer and the Warrior’s Way

http://amzn.com/B00F3ZW2LW

And if you’re looking for something lighter to read while you’re recovering between chemo, check out my fantasy romance selections at:

http://www.amazon.com/Mellie-Miller/e/B00954K2C8

Wishing you the very best life has to offer,

Mellie Miller

 

My fiction:

Gambler’s Folly–Mainstream Sensual Fantasy Romance

A Summer Romance–short story, sweet romance

Be Careful of the Water–short sci-fi story

Jareth, First Lord–fantasy romance, coming out this month. Available for pre-order from FreedomInk365.

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Small Formal Black2Yes, Gambler’s Folly is in print, from both Amazon and Barnes and Noble. But don’t forget Cancer and the Warrior’s Way, the story of my fight with breast cancer.

For a list of my books on Amazon, go to:

http://www.amazon.com/Mellie-Miller/e/B00954K2C8

And for Barnes and Noble:

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/c/mellie-e.-miller

Have a safe and happy holiday!

Cancer and War.Way

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