If It Seems The Whole World Is Against You, Just One Friend Will Prove It’s Not… Be A Loyal Friend

One friend can make up for the misery of the entire world. Be that one friend and we’ll make a difference in the world, in our neighborhoods and communities.

Becky Due - Author

Today’s Challenge: If it seems the whole world is against you, just one friend will prove it’s not… Be a loyal friend.

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Watch “Shifting Sands book trailer” on YouTube

Check out the kindle discount deal on Shifting Sands Short Stories starting on Aug. 9 at


The video trailer to my new book Shifting Sands Short Stories captures well the main location for most of the stories, and that is Main Street in Riddleyville and a large Midwest retailer.

The characters fit in well like pieces of puzzle from big Irma to wise Ula in the retail setting of the “Orange Night.”

The story depicts the clearance madness symbolized by orange balloons that precedes back to school sales in August.

A drive back home through the Midwest cornfields proves to be a reprieve from the bargain seeking customers for Rachel.

In the story Danillo, the video shows the life of immigrants working in the apple orchards.

Watch for exclusive excerpts from the book Shifting Sands Short Stories.

The kindle version will be available at a discounted price through August 14 starting tomorrow on Amazon.

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Partners in history

Emma Palova’s book signing of Shifting Sands Short Stories @fallasburg set for Sept. 16 & Sept. 17 from 1 p.m. to 4 p.m. at the one-room schoolhouse museum. Everyone is welcome.

Fallasburg Today

Local author book signing at the Fallasburg pioneer village during Fall Fest for the Arts and Fallasburg Village Bazaar

By Emma Palova

Lowell, MI -I find history being the biggest Partner
on my life’s journey. I have to  think back to the Soviet invasion of former Czechoslovakia on August 21, 1968, which has formed my life and the career of a writer all the way to the present author.

If it wasn’t for the Soviet invasion, my father former professor Vaclav Konecny would not have defected the occupied country for the USA. He was one of thousands of expatriates who illegally left the country in protest of the suppression of the Prague Spring reformist movement led by Alexander Dubcek.

I write about this in the Greenwich Meridian where East meets West memoir about the Konecny family immigration saga spanning three generations.

My writing has been inspired by the leader of…

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Book trailers Happy Ever After & more

Stay tuned for book trailer for Shifting Sands Short Stories. 
The revealing book trailer touches on the underlying forces that inspire the characters such as the obsessive professor Martin Duggan in the Temptation of Martin Duggan story.

Martin is obsessed with perfection. In a wild rage, he buries his obsessions in his wife’s garden.

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Professor Martin buries his obsessions on the EW Emma’s Writings blog.

Professor Martin buries his obsessions

Sunrise on the untrodded meadows 
The book signing event for Shifting Sands Short Stories is this Sunday at the Fallasburg one-room schoolhouse museum from 1 pm to 4 pm.

Come and chat with the author Emma Palova.

#AsktheAuthor questions about the characters in Shifting Sands Short Stories. 


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Shifting Sands Short Stories character discussion — emmapalova

When I am out and about, people ask me about the motivation behind the characters. In all 13 stories, the characters are very egotistical.

Join the discussion and post a review on Goodreads.

The paperback book is available this week with free prime Amazon shipping.

Join in the discussion and also #AsktheAuthor, add your review. Here is a link to reviews and stories discussion on Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/18669446 You can add the book to your bookshelf using the Goodreads icon in the sidebar Currently discussing Shifting Sands Short Stories, Tonight on Main Author Emma: I think the first story “Tonight on […]

via Shifting Sands Short Stories discussion — emmapalova

Exclusive excerpts “Orange Nights”

The Shifting Sands Short Stories book is a collection of 13 stories spanning more than two decades.

As part of the Storyteller 2017, Writer to author series, I’ve been publishing excerpts from the book now available on Amazon in both formats, kindle and paperback.

The story “Orange Nights” in a retail setting is a brand new story that I wrote in June 2017 to complete the book.


And fear had many faces. It was hiding under different coats of comfort and security, assurances or the lack of them.

Orange Nights

“Have you ever been afraid in the store?” asked Rachel. “You know really afraid, I know we have security department and all that, but afraid as in who is going to walk in and what is he going to do?”

People were already streaming along with normal day people who had nothing to do with the orange balloon clearance in the soft and hard lines, like the grocery people and the food court.

For the moment, Rachel envied them the regularity of a normal daily job. They came in and left on a regular basis without the madness of wanting to do something else.

“Why aren’t you in your own department?” a scowling voice breathed down Rachel’s neck.

Startled, she turned around. The tall orange blonde man with a mustache still dressed in civil clothes was right behind her back. He had his gray vest thrown over his shoulder.

“Oh, I just came to get the returns,” Rachel said blushing that she got caught in a different department.

“How did the night go?” he asked Big Irma. “Did you get a lot done? What’s all this crap?”

Wendell pulled out shorts tangled in with a bra and panties our of the cart with the never-ending returns. He smelled of cigarettes and coffee, after a night of drinking. Big Irma looked at Wendell and then down on the returned things and pulled out a hanger.

“You have to go over there and see,” she said. “There’s a lot of clearance this year. I guess people weren’t buying as much or we overbought, or both. You never know from year to year.”

“Ok, I’ll just get some coffee and see,” Wendell said. “You two are going home right? And coming back late afternoon.”

“Something like that,” said Big Irma, “that is after I have something to eat.”


Rachel started the car to head back home through the arid countryside. The corn was high, and she couldn’t see around the curves in the fields. The hot air swiveled in waves. The corn stalks were swaying in the light breeze in the blaze of the noon.

She had heard from a farmer that corn grows fastest at night, like up to five inches or more.

“You can hear it grow at night,” he said.

Once coming home from a second shift, Rachel pulled by a cornfield and stepped out of the car to listen to the corn grow. Yes, he was right. You can hear corn grow.

Rachel was all wrinkled from the night. She just washed her face in the bathrooms. The night was still sticking onto her. Being the only driver on the road, the drive home was relaxing and soothing on the nerves ruffled by a sleepless night.

All Rachel could think of was going back into the store again. She couldn’t shake the night. 

The house in the country was calm and quiet, located far from the busy suburbia with rows and rows of fast food neon signs. Rachel quickly glanced over the land. The row of oak trees framed the land on the east side, while the pine trees bordered the west side.

The sun was right above the head blasting the golden rays.

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