Monday, 5 January 2015

Blog Tour & Promo Post ~ THROUGH INFINITY & THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES, by Libby Austin


When your past vanishes, what happens to your future? 

Candice and Jason Woodruff had everything going for them: a strong marriage, the family they’d dreamed of, and successful businesses. When they made their wedding vows, they promised to love each other through infinity and beyond…but Candice doesn’t remember making that vow. Candice doesn’t remember the last eighteen years. 

After a medical emergency, Candice awakens to find herself a married mother of four. She’s surrounded by a loving family of strangers, but Candice struggles to claim an identity while learning to be a wife and mother. 
Candice is no longer the same woman Jason fell in love with all those years ago. Can they learn to love each other in this new reality? 

Through Infinity is one woman’s journey as she rediscovers the love of her husband and children. But will that new found love be strong enough to carry them through infinity and beyond… 

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Thanks For The Memories Promo post:


Jason knew Candice's biggest Christmas wish was to remember the past eighteen years. As Thanksgiving approached, Candice retreated further within herself. Jason enlist the help of their family and friends to grant Candice's wish. Each wrote their cherished memories and sealed them in containers. The morning after Thanksgiving Candice awakened to find fifty numbered tins. When Christmas day arrived, will Candice be able to tell everyone thanks for the memories?



By Synany

When I was really little, like five years old, I had nightmares. The dreams were so scary, and I became afraid of the monsters in my room. You and Daddy tried everything, but nothing worked. One day, a package came with my name on it. I was so excited. It was the first package that had ever come in my name. I opened it, and inside was a bottle of Monster Go Away Spray.

Before I went to bed, I was anxious to try it out. I sprayed the room and climbed into bed to say my prayers. You let me keep the bottle with me, just in case any monsters tried to sneak in, but they didn’t. My bad dreams became less and less until I no longer needed to spray to make the monsters leave.

This year, Dawson became afraid of monsters, and he received his own delivery of Monster Go Away Spray. Now I know monsters aren’t real and Monster Go Away Spray was only a nice smelling spray that you made for me, but sometimes, I go into his room just so I can smell it again. The smell always brings me comfort and makes me calm. Getting older is cool, but sometimes losing the magic isn’t as fun.



Jason came home later on that evening. The first chance he had to get me alone, he asked, “Why are there flowers in my dehydrator?” Before I had a chance to answer, he added, “Or do I even want to know.”

“I’m making potpourri for Sybany that smells like Monster Go Away Spray,” I explained. It wasn’t nearly as hard as I thought it would be since Dawson still uses the spray and Bev showed me where the extra spray was stored.

His face scrunched in confusion. “Why does an eleven-year-old need monster spray?”

I rolled my eyes and said, “She doesn’t need monster spray. Her memory from my memory tins was about monster spray, and she said that the smell always made her feel calm. So, I’m making potpourri that smells like the spray so she can have it in her room.”

“Does this mean I get a new dehydrator, since you’ve taken mine over for flower drying? I can’t make jerky in a flower dehydrator.”

I turned around and walked away without answering, but at least I had an idea of what to get him for Christmas.

Author Bio:

One day some words came to mind, so I wrote them down. Soon the words became sentences, which formed paragraphs, which, in turn, formed chapters. Before long, those words had become a book.

When I'm not reading or writing, I'm a wife, mother, and business owner. I've lived on the Gulf, East, and West Coasts, but as a born and raised Southern girl, my favorite will always be the Gulf Coast. There's just no place like home...


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