Monday, August 24, 2015

THE CRIMSON CORSET

Horror author Alistair Cross has a new book, The Crimson Corset, just released. He's agreed to take a break from his many book signings to answer a few questions for us.


1.       How did you start your writing career? Describe your very first creation.
Though I've written my entire life, it wasn't until about ten years ago that I began to consider it as a career. I didn't know where to start, and had no knowledge of what it took to write a novel. So I began reading about writing. I read everything I could get my hands on that might educate me about the craft. I began my first novel in 2007. That original creation had quite a lot of problems and it wasn't until 2012 that I published a different novel. The road to publication can be a long discouraging one, but I believe that if you keep at it, commit yourself to honing your craft, have the talent, and make writing a priority, the right doors will open and you will get to where you want to be.

 2.       Sounds like you've prepared well for the task, and it's paid off. Tell us about a favorite character from a book.

 Madame Defarge in Charles Dickens’ A Tale of Two Cities is one of my all-time favorite fictional characters. Though she seems to be nothing but an innocuous and well-behaved wife, Madame Defarge is one deadly dame. As she sat knitting, seemingly unaware of the wine shop customers, I was first struck by the way she communicated her thoughts to her husband - with a quick flick of eyebrow and a barely perceptible nod of the head. This let me know there was more to her than met the eye … but it wasn't until later in the book that we learn more about her backstory, and how utterly consumed by revenge she is. Madame Defarge’s knitting is more than a way to pass the time. It’s a woolen hit-list in which she uses her needles to encode the names and crimes of the people that should eventually be beheaded. I was young enough when I read this that it left a permanent impression on me and when I'm writing villains, I often think of her.

 3.       An unexpected evil does impress. Tell us about your current release.

 It’s called The Crimson Corset, the first in a series titled The Vampires of Crimson Cove. The Crimson Corset is about a seemingly ordinary young man named Cade Colter who moves to the tourist-centric little village of Crimson Cove where he discovers he’s not so ordinary after all. Unbeknownst to him, Cade has a genetic rarity that makes him very extraordinary … and very valuable, particularly to Gretchen VanTreese, the undead proprietor of the Crimson Corset - a nightclub of ill-repute that looms at the edge of town.
As Cade becomes the object of Gretchen’s obsession, the peaceful vampires on the other side of Crimson Cove must call off the ancient and uneasy truce between their Loyals and Gretchen’s in order to protect Cade Colter. But Gretchen has already begun laying an elaborate trap that will put Cade, and everyone around him, in mortal danger.

The Crimson Corset is a tale of terror and seduction, good and evil; it’s a demonstration of the corruption of power, and the strength of the human spirit in the face of extreme adversity.  

 4.     That's a truly awesome tribute by Jay Bonansinga for your writing, congratulations. Tell us about your next release.

 My collaborator, Tamara Thorne, and I are working on releasing The Ghosts of Ravencrest as a full-length novel. It’s a serialization and with the completion of this particular story arc, we are compiling it into the first book of The Ravencrest Saga.

The Ghosts of Ravencrest is a balls-to-the-wall full-force Gothic that is born of our mutual love for the genre. In the vein of Dark Shadows and Turn of the Screw, The Ghosts of Ravencrest is a rollicking good time with lots of chills, plenty of sex appeal, and more ghosts than you can shake a flask of holy water at.
New governess Belinda Moorland is learning that beneath Ravencrest’s stately exterior, there lurks darkness and danger, murder, mystery, and mayhem. The inhabitants of the manor - both the living and the dead - have taken special interest in her, and as she tries to uncover the mysteries of the mansion, her employer, the handsome millionaire Eric Manning, is proving to be a great distraction … of the sexiest kind.

Ravencrest is a serialization, with new installments coming out about every six weeks. It’s ongoing, like a soap opera, and we intend to keep at it until we’ve exposed every secret and unearthed every mystery of Ravencrest Manor. And that’s a lot of secrets and mysteries.

5.   Serializations are very popular, but that sounds like a huge job. I have no doubts though, if anyone can pull it off it's you. When in the day/night do you write? How long per day?

 I write 8 - 10 hours per day, six days a week, and take Sundays off to do whatever sounds like fun - which means I usually don’t do a damn thing. Except maybe read or have a Supernatural marathon.

6.   That kind of writing schedule is envious, wow, congratulations. You are a full time writer. What was one of the most surprising things you learned while writing your books?

 That writer’s block doesn’t exist. For years, I’ve expected it to show up, and it never has. I’ve hit speed bumps, and even crashed into a few brick walls … but you just write it off, like you walk off a Charley horse. You work through it. You do this by reading something, watching something, or - most effectively - writing something. If there is a more severe form of writer’s block, I haven’t experienced it.  

7.   I totally agree, it really doesn't exist. I think most people use it as an excuse or simply the reason for not putting their ass in that chair. Tell me, as I'm a curious person, what would we find under your bed?

 Panties. Not mine. Ouzo and absinthe bottles. All mine. Maybe some cat toys. And quite possibly, the cat.

8.  Sounds quite sexy, and . . . . Okay, back to the interview, what book are you reading now? What genre is a guilty pleasure?

 Midnight Voices by John Saul. And I have a lot of guilty pleasures when it comes to reading. I have read - and loved - everything from romance to children’s books.

9.   That isn't a surprise, the best writers have an eclectic taste, so do I, I mean, just say'n. Next question, how do you react to a bad review of your book?

 I don’t react because I don’t read them. By the time my novel goes through my first readers, the publisher, and a series of editors, I’m all critiqued out and am more interested in starting the next book. You can’t please everyone - you have to write for yourself. To read bad reviews, get mad, and argue in front of God and everyone else online about the right way to write a book is about the most juvenile thing a professional writer can do. Write your stories to your own satisfaction and make no apologies.

10.   Love that answer, so true! What is something people would be surprised to know about you?

My favorite color is pink. I like to knit sweaters and often encrypt the names of my enemies into the sleeves. Then I give them out for Christmas. Oh, and I have absolutely no tattoos and unless forcibly given one by a madman wielding an inked-up needle, I never will. And I don’t wear underwear. Ever. It’s part of my creative process. Swing free to think free and all that. 


 Really, hot pink, that is a surprise. 
Thanks, Alistair, for submitting to my questioning. It was fun and I'm sure all your fans have learned something new. Good luck with The Crimson Corset!

Book Description:
 Presented in the form of contemporary vampire literature, The Crimson Corset is a representation of human descent, the power of influence, the corruption of greed, and the lust for domination. It is an illustration of the human will and a testament to the strength of family ties.


Welcome to Crimson Cove
 Sheltered by ancient redwoods, overlooking the California coast, the cozy village of Crimson Cove has it all: sophisticated retreats, fine dining, and a notorious nightclub, The Crimson Corset. It seems like a perfect place to relax and get close to nature. But not everything in Crimson Cove is natural.
 When Cade Colter moves to town, he expects it to be peaceful to the point of boredom. But he quickly learns that after the sun sets and the fog rolls in, the little tourist town takes on a whole new kind of life – and death.
Darkness at the Edge of Town
 Renowned for its wild parties and history of debauchery, The Crimson Corset looms on the edge of town, inviting patrons to sate their most depraved desires and slake their darkest thirsts. Proprietor Gretchen VanTreese has waited centuries to annihilate the Old World vampires on the other side of town and create a new race – a race that she alone will rule. When she realizes Cade Colter has the key that will unlock her plan, she begins laying an elaborate trap that will put everyone around him in mortal danger.

 Blood Wars
 The streets are running red with blood, and as violence and murder ravage the night, Cade must face the darkest forces inside himself, perhaps even abandon his own humanity, in order to protect what he loves.


Author Links:
Twitter: @crossalistair


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Thursday, August 20, 2015

CALL OF THE ORCA




In a hundred words or less, what story does it tell?


CALL OF THE ORCA


Deidre floated among the white swells, her body undulating with the musical rhythm of the Orca's call.
The whales drew closer. She felt acceptance, understood their invitation to travel north. With a deftness she failed to question, she took her place in the pod. Only once did she look back.
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"Well?" Detective Reynolds said to the coroner.
"She died less than an hour ago. Our victim is Deidre Collins, she fought, but with those wounds death called her name."
Reynolds looked at the mural, and a city in the depths of decay. "Another victim of Yolanda Renée's pen."

99 words
Yolanda Renée
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Tuesday, August 18, 2015

WEP - ALASKAN DREAM


Welcome to my
WEP Spectacular Settings 
Flash Fiction Challenge entry. 
For the first half of the challenge 
I've chosen a passage from my favorite novel. 

Gone With The Wind by Margaret Mitchell.
It was a savagely red land, blood-colored after rains, brick dust in droughts, the best cotton land in the world. It was a pleasant land of white houses, peaceful plowed fields and sluggish yellow rivers, but a land of contrasts, of brightest sun glare and densest shade. The plantation clearings and miles of cotton fields smiled up to a warm sun, placid, complacent. At their edges rose the virgin forests, dark and cool even in the hottest noons, mysterious, a little sinister, the soughing pines seeming to wait with an age-old patience, to threaten with soft sighs: "Be careful! Be careful! We had you once. We can take you back again."

For the second half of the challenge, I drew from my first impressions of Alaska, and a picture taken in the Brooks Range as my inspiration.


Yolanda Renée © 2015

ALASKAN DREAM

I fell in love looking out over an expansive horizon filled with evergreens and white birch. The view stretched for miles across a valley that flowed in gentle waves of brown and gray to the foothills of the Alaskan mountains, where Mount Denali sat resplendent with a crown of cottony clouds. I'd never seen anything so beautiful or color this bright. I knew then that my decision to take the engineering job with the oil company in Alaska was the right one.
The chill of winter was gone, and during nightly walks through the forests of the Brooks Range, the quiet sang to me. The rejuvenating breeze of spring became my companion, and the views around the next bend my rationale for going deeper into the wilderness. I was an explorer in search of my destiny and with every step, my confidence grew.
The job gave me an excuse to end a long cold relationship. He'd found someone new months earlier, but our shared condominium was in too prime a Chicago location for him to just walk away, so I did.
My arrival at the almost all-male line camp called Dietrich was like stepping into the dark ages. Naked photos of women filled the bus that shuttled us from the airport to check in. Knowing looks and snide remarks should have had me turning back, but I'd resolved to persevere. A woman in a man's world, no one ever said it'd be a cakewalk.
After weeks of trying to find my place in this new world, the wilderness and my evening hikes became a sanctuary.
I was stealthy like a grizzly on a hunt, surefooted like a Dahl sheep, and quick as a fox. But in camp, I was as skittish as the ptarmigan. Constant catcalls, rude comments, and downright crude proposals followed me everywhere. When I refused to react, the men became angry. Slut, whore, and ugly bitch hit me in the back like rocks. These weren't men. Instead, they took the definition of a creep to an all-time low. How would they feel if their mother, daughter, wife or sister were in my shoes?
The fresh air and the mystery of the woods wiped away the ugliness. I was content. The workday became brighter after each hike; rudeness no longer drained my energy. I'd found peace.
I discovered bear tracks in the mud. They frightened and amazed me. The bear that created them was huge. I looked around to see if the beast was still present, then foolishly followed them for a mile before realizing the danger of my quest. I couldn't out run this animal, and I was sure that whatever tree I chose to climb, this brute could uproot. His claws were at least five inches long, but I felt no fear—only curiosity.
During work, I heard talk of bear sightings. Hungry bears looking for a first meal after hibernation had been spotted in camp. We were forbidden to leave the area. My boss made sure I received the memo. I promised to cooperate. Co-workers knew I wouldn't stop and warned me to be extra careful. I assured them I would.
The truth, I was determined to find you. During each hike, I'd discover fresh tracks. I continued my search despite the twinge of fear that circled my spine. Confident I'd outwit my prey, see the bear first, and then return to camp satisfied that I'd tracked the fiercest beast in the wilderness. You became my fate, a goal I needed to pursue, even though I didn't know why.
Six weeks after arrival I'd finally hit my stride. The day felt magical. Details for a project went smoothly. The men were less harassing. My expectations ran high. I skipped dinner and left work early. I was sure the evening would bring me to you.
The sun, higher in the sky filtered through the new growth, kissing my skin with the promise of summer's warmth. I'd gone miles further and discovered a new river higher in the mountains. The water moved swiftly, looked inviting, but I knew it was ice cold. Near the edge, I spotted your perfect paw prints, so fresh the wet soil glistened. Had you just been here? My heart jumped. Was it fear, excitement, or joy?
I froze at the sound of a breaking branch, contemplated running into the water. I hesitated, wanted to turn around, but I knew I'd been caught. You'd won.
The voice was resonate, imposing. "That's a hell of a print. Shouldn't you be running in the opposite direction?"
I inhaled. Conscious my mouth was open, waiting for the scream that never materialized. My hand hid the evidence of apprehension while I giggled at my foolishness. I hadn't laughed in months. It felt wonderful. "Probably, but I'm more curious than frightened," I said as I turned.
The man was exquisite.
"You do know the end when curiosity is the defense?" His smile matched mine. His dark brown eyes danced with mischief. He moved closer. Muscles rippled as he threw the ax he carried over his shoulder and extended his hand. "I'm Kuruk, and you are?"
"Lila." My hand disappeared in his. His shake was firm. He pressed our hands to his heart, rested the ax against his leg, and caressed my face. His touch ignited buried desires. I blushed.
"My beautiful, Lila."
His words were a caress. I trembled in response.  
"You've been searching for me."
I nodded and bowed my head.
He lifted my chin. "Sweet Lila, you found me or did I find you?"
I surrendered to the warmth of his kiss. Fate had brought us together. I recognized my future.
Nature's song was symphonic. The world and its ugliness disappeared.
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"It's been a week, have they found her yet?
"No. Just the tracks of a massive grizzly they call Kuruk the Monster. They're going to try again tomorrow. Looks like he'd been on her trail for some time."
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 Word Count 998/ FCA

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Monday, August 17, 2015

I'M SORRY


Host Barbara W Beacham, offers you a challenge; finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided. Don’t forget to use the opening sentence… The challenge runs from Monday to Sunday! So get creative and have fun finishing the story!

Please include the photo with your bit of flash and a link back to this post. Don't forget to click on the blue frog and add your link so that others can enjoy your story too! Now let’s have some fun!

Finish the story begins with: 
“I see absolutely everything.”

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I'M SORRY

“I see absolutely everything.”
Including how brilliantly she maintains the household. The children are delightful, although against her orders they feed me several times a week more than necessary. I love their conspiratorial giggles. He's high-strung, angry, and impatient. The atmosphere changes when he's home. The children go silent. She's robotic and accommodating.
The front door slammed and the water heaved like an ocean wave. She scurried to greet him anxious and questioning. Her concern met the back of his hand.
"I told you, no bikes in the driveway."
 The children watch wide-eyed from the stair rail. She picks herself up, utters, "I'm sorry."
His fist knocks out a few of her teeth and slices his knuckles. He curses, then kicks her, not once, not twice, but three times.
I witness firsthand the terror, tears, and guilt in the children's eyes.
When the police arrive, he still has his hands around her neck.

149 words
Yolanda Renee © 2015

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Thursday, August 13, 2015

MELTING ICE


Based on the photo prompt:
Write a complete story in 100 words or less.

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PHOTO PROMPT – © Madison Woods

MELTING ICE

The Arctic ice melted, the ocean's level increased, and coastlines flooded. Grasshoppers and locusts devastated the food supply. When the land under Antarctica became visible, a new species of Saturniidae or giant moth emerged. The insect's population exploded. They swarmed and devoured the world's forests.

Humanity had barely made progress dealing with the aftermath of famine and homelessness before more devastation occurred.

Melting ice revealed caverns leading deep into the earth, but the explorers disappeared. Before a rescue team could be dispatched, monsters filled the sky and fire dropped from the heavens.

        The Dragons took back their planet.



98 words
Yolanda Renee © 2015
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Wednesday, August 12, 2015

A WINDING ROAD

Today Damyanti of DAILY (W)RITE is hosting Denise Covey and I on her blog in a discussion about the history of the WEP. 
Stop by and say hello, but before you do...

Meet Lisa Tillinger Johansen, author of Stop The Diet, I Want To Get Off! She's here today to talk about her writing journey and her book. 
Take it away Lisa!



This Writer’s Winding Road
by
Lisa Tillinger Johansen, MS, RD
Author of Stop The Diet, I Want To Get Off!

        I’ve loved to read and write since I was a kid. I immersed myself in books, enjoying them so much that I felt compelled at the age of nine to become an author. I wrote several plays in elementary school that my friends and I performed for our classes. I loved it.
        Through high school and college I continued to write, turning mostly to essays (and quite a few tomes in the form of passed notes to friends). English was my favorite subject. After college, I took a stab at writing a mystery novel entitled The Girl with the Kelly Green Scarf. From start to finish it was eighty-seven pages long. What a riot! Clearly, it was at that point I found out writing a book isn’t easy. And while this didn’t stop my creative bent, I have to admit that I put away the pen for a while. To be more specific, it was years.
        In my early thirties I married my husband, Roy Johansen, who as it happens is an author. When we met he was primarily crafting screenplays, but shortly afterwards he turned his attention to books. He now mostly writes mystery novels, a favorite genre of mine. And his mom, my mother-in-law Iris Johansen, also writes books. Both are successful New York Times bestsellers. Not by design, but quite happily, I married into a family of authors.
        Some of you might think this would be a catalyst for me to start writing again. It wasn’t. My husband and mother-in-law are so good at what they do, I felt inferior. I had a self-confidence issue.
        When I went back to school to get my masters degree in nutritional science and became a registered dietitian, my husband encouraged me to write a book. Because I feel so passionately about healthy eating it felt right to do so. And I did. My first book, Fast Food Vindication, about how we can eat well, or not, wherever we find ourselves was well-received and won a few awards. It was an awesome experience. It was also the stimulus for me to keep going. Thus, the birth of my new book, Stop The Diet, I Want To Get Off!. It covers the pros and cons of many fad diets, ultimately outlining a reasonable and healthy way to eat for life.
        Was it easy? No. Writing a book, at least for me, is hard. And even as an expert in diet and nutrition, there was so much research I had to do. And on top of that, I work as health educator teaching classes and counseling clients. So time was a factor. Ultimately, it took me two-and-a-half years to write my second book. But it was worth it. I believe that this book can help so many and that’s what I strive for in both my professional and personal life. It’s gratifying.
So what’s my message for you reading this blog?  If you’re interested in writing an essay, a poem, a play, a comic book, a movie or more, go for it. Follow your dream. Don’t let the obstacles hold you back. And it doesn’t matter if it takes a long time. Life can sometimes get in the way. And while writing anything is a path that can include a bump or two, it’s a journey worth taking.
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 The Paleo.  The Zone.  The Gluten-free.  Another day, another diet.  We’re caught in a never-ending merry-go-round of weight loss plans, fueled by celebrity endorsers, TV doctors and companies angling for a piece of a $60 billion industry.  But do these diets really work?  And how healthy are they?

Registered Dietitian Lisa Tillinger Johansen examines dozens of the most wildly popular diets based on medical facts, not hype.  And along the way, she reveals tried-and-true weight loss strategies, relying on her years of hospital experience, weight-loss seminars and community outreach efforts.  With insight and humor, Stop The Diet, I Want To Get Off shows that the best answer is often not a trendy celebrity-endorsed diet, but easy-to-follow guidelines that are best for our health and our waistlines.

For More Information

  • Stop the Diet, I Want to Get Off! is available at Amazon.
  • Pick up your copy at Barnes & Noble.
  • Discuss this book at PUYB Virtual Book Club at Goodreads.
Book Excerpt:
The idea for this book began at a wedding.
Who doesn’t love a good wedding? The clothes, the flowers, the romance, the food…
Ah, the food. As we moved into the banquet hall, the culinary feast was on everyone’s minds. It was all anyone seemed talk about. But for some reason, guests weren’t conversing about the dishes being served; they were swapping stories of diets they had heard about from friends, magazine articles, even celebrities on talk shows.
I’m a registered dietitian with a master’s degree in nutritional science and years of clinical and health education experience. I’ve counseled thousands of patients and clients on all of these diets. But hearing the guests only momentarily distracted me from my horrible faux pas of wearing white (gasp!) to a friend’s wedding.
“I’m on the Blood Type Diet,” said a woman with an impossibly high bouffant hairdo. “You’ve heard of that, haven’t you? It’s the one where you choose your foods based on your blood type. I’m an AB, so I’ll be having the fish.”
“Really?” her friend replied. “I swear by the gluten-free diet. I’m on it, my daughter’s on it, and my granddaughter’s on it.”
I happened to know her granddaughter was six and didn’t have a gluten sensitivity or celiac disease.
Then there was the stocky guy who was trying to impress one of the bridesmaids. “I’m a paleo man myself,” he said, piling his plate high with beef kebabs. “It gives me more stamina, know what I mean? It puts me in touch with my inner caveman. There’s a restaurant near my apartment that’s paleo friendly. Maybe we can grab a bite there sometime, or…Hey wait, where are you going?”
And there were three Weight Watchers sisters who typed furiously on their phones and argued over their meals’ point values. Apparently there was some discrepancy between their various apps, and the sisters’ discussion was becoming more heated by the moment.
I’m past the point of being surprised by the wide range of weight-loss strategies—
some worthless, some crazy, some quite reasonable—being tossed around. In the past few years, there has been a tidal wave of diets washing up on the shores of our nutritional consciousness. Celebrities prance across our screens, promoting a variety of weight-loss schemes on talk shows and infomercials. Medical doctors star in their own syndicated television programs, exposing millions to weight-loss techniques, often unsupported by medical research. Other diets get traction on the Internet, racing all over the globe in social media posts, YouTube videos, and annoying spam e-mails. It’s hard to walk past a shopping center vitamin store without being approached by salespeople trying to pitch the latest weight-loss supplements. It seems that everyone wants a piece of the pie; the American diet industry tops $60 billion annually.
It’s classic information overload. You can’t blame people for being confused by all the diets out there, even as crazy as some of them may sound. I didn’t speak up to my fellow wedding guests that day, but it occurred to me they would benefit from some hard facts about the diets they so ardently follow.
So during the toasts, I thought to myself, I should write a book.
I counsel clients on these matters each week, giving them information they need to make the best choices for their health and waistlines. I find that all too often there’s nothing to the diets that are presented to me in my counseling sessions and classes. They just plain don’t work, particularly over the long term. And some of them are harmful, even potentially lethal. But it’s also unhealthy to carry extra weight on our frames. So how do we separate good diets from the bad?
In the chapters to come, we’ll take a good, hard look at the various weight-loss plans out there. I’ll pull no punches in my professional evaluation of some of the most wildly popular diets, both bad and good, of the past few years. And along the way, I’ll explore tried-and-true strategies for losing weight, based on my years of hospital experience, weight-loss seminars, and community outreach efforts. More often than not, the best answer is not a trendy celebrity-endorsed diet, but instead a few easy-to-follow guidelines that I’ve seen work in literally thousands of cases.
Enough is enough. It’s time for the madness—and the diets—to stop.
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About the Author

LISA TILLINGER JOHANSEN, MS, RD is a Registered Dietitian who counsels clients on a wide range of health issues. Her debut nutrition book, Fast Food Vindication, received the Discovery Award (sponsored by USA Today, Kirkus and The Huffington Post).  She lives in Southern California.

Her latest book is the nonfiction/nutrition/health book, Stop the Diet, I Want To Get Off!
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Thanks Lisa, it was wonderful hearing about your journey.
What about you folks? 
Tired of the dieting game, or have you finally figured it out? 
Wouldn't it be wonderful if nutrition was taught from grade school through high school?
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