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Welcome to The Wormhole and my day on the tour!
It is my pleasure to feature:
Ingrid Jennings and Slopjar.
About the Author:
Originally
from Shreveport, Louisiana, Ingrid Jennings is what one would call a true
Lioness. As a wife and a mother, she is loyal and a protector. As a publishing
guru, she is a team player and works with her clients toward their success. As
a teacher, she is passionate about education, and as a business woman, she is
always on the hunt for new opportunities to learn and grow. She wears many hats
and handles each situation in stride and with ease.
With a B.S. in biology and chemistry from
Palm Beach Atlantic Christian University, Ingrid decided to go a step further,
to get a step closer to her true passion by excelling with her masters degree
in reading education from Nova Southeastern University.
Ingrid spent three years working as a
public school teacher in Palm Beach County, teaching integrated science to
ninth graders. While teaching, Ingrid self-published her poetry into her first
book titled Slopjar. Slopjar recieved rave reviews not only for
its creativity, excellent writing, and self expression but also for the
excellence of its publishing and marketing. Through the experience and
knowledge gained while publishing and marketing her own book, Ingrid gained an
appreciation for the inner workings of the publishing world and ultimately
birthed her own publishing company Lioness Publishing House.
Website: www.ingridjennings.com
Twitter
@ingridmjennings
Slopjar Ingrid Jennings
Genre: Poetry
Publisher: Lioness
Publishing House
ISBN: 978-0985696047
ASIN: B008Q3DHLM
Number of pages:
138
Word Count: 9,122
Cover Artist:
Gaelyn Larrick
Book Description:
This is a book of poetry that will truly
touch your soul.
Indulge in the words of a lonely lunatic
full of laughter, love, lust, Lucifer, and the Lord.
Escape into a world of profound,
seductive words that will melt your soul like butter.
Escape into an insane mind and learn the
trials of a battered soul.
Fall into the trap of this astonishing
book that will pull at the strings of your heart.
Immerse yourself in the pure pleasure of
this dazzling work of art.
Open up the Slopjar.
Excerpt:
NIGHTMARES
Too many nightmares live in my mind,
too many nightmares leave me in a
bind,
too many nightmares surround my soul,
they leave me in fear,
when no one is near.
Too many nightmares,
oh, why are you here?
Leave me in peace
so I may sleep.
And here I go
down to dream.
Sleep be sweet and lay me in rest.
CANDLELIGHT
And as I lay down to sleep,
I felt that dream that burdens my
soul,
so softly it tiptoed in,
I could see its apparition whisk by
my body
-in my long-lost dream.
The dream once lost came back to
haunt.
For days I never knew what peace was
like.
So here I slumber,
I slumber in light
because I’m scared with fright
of this mysterious ghost haunting my
dreams.
Dreams of flowers,
dreams of bliss,
dreams of this thing
coming out at night.
So I slumber in light.
The light of a candle burning on my
chest,
please put me to rest
and rid me of this pest.
And here I slumber,
in the light of the fire,
undisturbed by all spirits’ desires.
And the apparition of smoke so
softly whisks by my bed,
the flames of the candle dance in
its presence.
I have been frightened, so I burn my
candle at night.
And my candle burns each night and
blazes so high.
And me—
I lie,
seeking a restful night,
undisturbed by any little fright.
Until I awaken in a hospital bed,
Thank God for men of fire.
They came in the night and rescued
my soul,
they saved my flesh from the flames
of the night.
THE DREAM
It has already been determined how
much I burned my candle because of a
haunting in a dream.
A dream so extreme,
it felt so supreme,
call it blasphemy,
because this dream made me scream.
A dream where I dreamt of cedar and
oak romancing my figure
and caressing my body under a starry
sky.
A sky so intensifying,
it bewildered my mind.
Under the starry sky
I didn’t feel any lack,
any lack of love,
for I knew it was all there.
And in this dream the woods
capture my soul.
The cedar and oak entangle me so.
Why do they do so,
seduce me each night?
They entangle me in their
bewildering webs.
I just float through the night
in the midst of the shadows.
I dance with the branches,
I play with the leaves
until the dawn begins to rise.
And just as it rises,
it sets just as well,
and when it does my friends and I
begin to dance.
In a trance
we move about.
The glowing moon watches from above.
We twirl and we run.
We enjoy the sounds of a sleepless
night.
Why do these woods entangle me so,
wrapping me in their bewildering
webs?
When the fall comes they shelter my
body
from cold frost bites, and as the
winter tiptoes in
I run about,
there’s no doubt.
Trotting on the leaves,
scouting through the forest.
Pecan, cedar, oak, or maple,
I love my trees.
They are my friends,
they entice me
to the end.
Tour Wide Giveaway
1 $10 Amazon Gift card
6 print copies of Slopjar
7 ebook copies of Slopjar
