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Date Last Edited:  04/09/2008

 

 

 

 

 

 

Autumn Leaves Never Die

Poem by Karen Cole-Peralta

Won an award at Poetry.com

 

Dancing, prancing, floating leaves excite my sight
Cascading down in wet sheets like chunky rain.
Some fall singly, each one a summer's death knell.
How is this, year after year, they die as they appear?

As at my feet they fall, I pick up one up to study it,
Searching for the secret of its splendorous attraction.
Why is a dead plant part lovely, and so obvious?
Who was its beauty meant to attract and why?

Even though eventually brown, and crunched underfoot
So like the oncoming snow, sticking to my rubber boots
The same way, each one is a microcosmic pageant's
Reflection why in the world do they show off this way?

Russet, orange, yellow as the sun, neither blue nor pink,
They twirl about in midair defiant of their yearly demise.
I envy their colors, dreaming of a death like this for me.
What if I myself radiated the patterns of a dying leaf?

I'd spin around in sophisticated lazy circles as I expired,
Hurling my body gently to the ground in so many colors
And styles that God would have to keep me on Earth,
'Til I crisped brown enough on my edges to finally leave.

 

 

 

 

 

Two Letter of Query Samples:

 

 

 

(Literary Agent or Publisher)

(Today’s Date)

 

Dear (Literary Agent or Publisher),

 

Don’t you find it amazing how women will spend thousands of dollars to improve their lives?  Plastic surgery, diets that don’t work, exercise machinery, therapy--it seems that women are willing to spend whatever it takes to improve their looks and feel a greater sense of control over their lives.  What these women don’t realize is that with a few simple, extremely inexpensive and carefully applied holistic steps, an improved lifestyle can be achieved both naturally and quickly.  You don’t need to spend the money.  What you need to spend is the time.     

 

My book, Forever Young & Beautiful: A Woman’s Health and Wellness Guide for the Body, Mind, & Spirit, is almost guaranteed to bring about such positive and natural lifestyle changes.  I am a professional motivational speaker, group counselor, and author of several published articles on health, beauty, and nutrition.  I have also been a licensed beautician and cosmetologist who owned and operated several beauty salons.  I have long been a natural, holistically-oriented beauty expert, and am aware of many industry secrets.  And along with many medical experts and nutritionists, I am totally convinced that healthy dietary changes and better lifestyle choices have a lot to do with the quality and longevity of women’s lives. In Forever Young & Beautiful, I share the many holistic secrets I have found over the years that aid women in feeling wonderful, looking younger, and living longer--naturally.  This book covers a wide and extensive range of topics, ranging from well-balanced nutrition and the postponement of aging to successful parenting and almost everything you need to know about the early child care years.  Techniques for achieving outer beauty and inner peace as well as a holistic segment on spiritual health are also included.  Forever Young & Beautiful is sure to teach readers everything they need to know about staying young, healthy, and more than exuberantly delighted with their lives! 

 

Forever Young & Beautiful includes information on:

 

·         Eating well through choosing the right foods

·         The role of antioxidant vitamins and minerals in healing and extending women’s lives

·         Weight control through a balanced diet

·         Postponement and reversal of the aging process

·         Inner & outer beauty--natural skin care and make-up

·         Spiritual health--Aromatherapy--Meditation--Yoga--The power of prayer 

·         Parenting--proper step-by-step nutrition for mother and baby 

·         Healthy, natural holistic recipes--and much more!

 

Forever Young & Beautiful has been gradually compiled from both my own personal experience and my carefully exhaustive research of medical journals, books on natural health and nutrition, and my frequent studies at holistic health seminars.  It is designed for the busy woman who doesn’t have a lot of time for lengthy, dull and overly complicated books.  It is straightforward, succinct while covering a lot of ground, and contains nothing but up-to-the-moment information.  It is life-changing, and may even save some women’s lives!

 

Forever Young & Beautiful is approximately 250 double-spaced manuscript pages (50,000 words).  I received a lot of positive feedback from the book’s general audience.  It was first published in December 2001, and I am now looking to publish a completely revised version, one which will reach a much broader mass-market audience.  

 

I am a motivational writer and researcher with a passion for self-help, natural health, nutrition and spirituality-based literature.  My second book, tentatively titled Destined Love:  A Practical Guide to Attracting Your Soul Mate, will be completed in 2004.  If you help to publish Forever Young & Beautiful, I will certainly publish that second book through you.  Due to my many years of experience in this field, I am sure both books will sell extremely well, and will return an ample profit for your company. 

 

Thank you for your time and attention. I look forward to hearing from you.  I’ve enclosed a biographical note, a comparative market assessment, and an SASE for your reply.  Return of any of the materials is not necessary.

 

With the Warmest Regards,

 

Joanne B. Parrotta

 

P.S.  This is a multiple submission.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Letter of Query

Attn:  Literary Agent

Sarlakk manuscript

 

Dear Literary Agent,

 

            I am sending you a wonderful, moody, multiple genre work called Sarlakk, for your perusal and enjoyment.  It has been previously published, by Xlibris Press.  I retain all rights to the work.  It beautifully encompasses the genres of Adult Fiction, Science Fiction, Dark Fantasy, Gay Fiction, and to a certain extent, Horror and Satanic Literature.  If you need a category suggestion, it mostly entails Dark Fantasy/Science Fiction.

 

            The work is soundly individualistic, while also being aimed at the modern, club-oriented youthful crowd of the “Hundreds” (the 2000s decade), with deeply male and female overtones of extreme competition and humorous relaxation in the face of gruesome war, heated sex, and rank deprivation.

 

            The characterizations are intense and seamy, sophisticated, yet starkly and whitely outlined, with each character shining forth as a piece in an elaborate puzzle.   The whole work is carefully calculated to keep the readers guessing, and is already leading them into my further works.  I’m sure the first book will sell even further with your publishing house, and will draw more readers in, as I leave tantalizing clues to further embrace the reader’s darkest and most secret fantasies, while also blending this heated structuring into lighter tones of goodness beyond death, and deepest possible trust between bitterly embattled enemies.

 

            I am certain you will find the sample chapters to be a terrific and timely read, very oriented to these modern and almost weirdly alienated times.  Please contact me right away after you have made your decision.  I believe you will be publishing my series of novels, as you will find yourself easily drawn into my eerie and rose-colored web of spontaneous intrigue.  And please help yourselves to enjoy Sarlakk the book, the eternal battle and cooperation between the darkness and the light, the weapon and the mystery, and the ruby-scarlet color of the poisonous rose…

 

Sincerely Yours,

 

Claudia San Luis

Sarlakk Author  

 

 

 

VINCENT "VINNIE" DECAMPO

Brief Biography

 

 

    Vincent G. DeCampo was born in Yonkers, New York.  At age eight, his family moved to Washington D.C.  After WWII and his mother’s death, the family moved to Maryland, where he grew up, going to school and working there.

 

    Vincent, an extremely passionate and strong-blooded Italian-American, first turned on to writing while attending the University of Maryland, where he worked as Manager of Campus Projects in the Engineering and Architecture Department.  But a time-consuming job and the science of raising three talented children stalled his writing career, until his retirement fully commenced.

 

    His first novel, Tales of Mellwood, an adventure-laden historical novel, was released in September 2003 by Publish America.  He also had three short stories published by Infinity Press.  They appear in an anthology, Peanut Butter and Jellyfish, which will be out in December 2003.  He also belongs to the Ormond Writer’s League, a critiquing group of fifteen local published writers.

 

    Vincent says he is much like the characters in his books:  multi-faceted, tough-living and hardboiled, and possibly even a little mentally disturbed.  Like Jared in Escape Into Hell he has sudden, mysterious attacks of morbid fear and heartfelt passion.  But unlike Jared, Vincent is totally in control of himself, and does not own a ten-foot-long blacksnake.  He doesn’t need one, for he knows no one can defeat him.  Well-built both physically and mentally, he feels that no man can ever drive him down, or beat him up.

 

    Vincent now lives in Ormond Beach, Florida, with his lovely and wonderful wife, and is finally doing what he likes best:  writing mystery stories.  He is currently churning out several hard-hitting mystery/horror novels, the first of which is Escape Into Hell; but he still has plenty of time for playing jazz, collecting old recordings and sport cards, doing volunteer work, and walking on the beach with his wife.

 

Quote from Vincent: “The many moods of the sea stir the imagination, yielding an eternity of story ideas.”  You may also visit his website at www.writerbytheocean.com .

 

 

 

How a Head Cold Got Me Married

 

By Karen Cole-Peralta

Published by "Swinging Single's Life" of Seattle, WA

 

 

 

    Now that I’m really settled down for bad or good, I can’t help but reflect on my lengthy past as a happy-go-lucky single.  How can I forget the many bizarre, crazy, and benighted times I’ve misled myself into a man’s twin loving arms, and how very much I miss loving every minute of it?  How?

 

    Why, I squirm as if caught in a velvet trap…well, I could, but my husband is standing right behind me and might ask me what I’m sitting on.

 

    Yes, it’s been nothing but high misadventure for me, especially since I lost my extremely brave and sincere first husband, a wonderful Austrian-American Jew, to combined MS and cancer on February 23, 1985.

 

    I loved him so much…even after more than a dozen intensive, fascinating, and downright roller-coaster relationships before then, my first real commitment, he was still the only man I ever truly loved (Remigio, stop looking at this over my shoulder!)

 

    Anyway, several eventful years and as many nerve-wracking, tumultuous, and sanity-defying relationships later, I landed in the plastic schoolroom seat in front of Remigio, my future second husband, in a five-week Certified Nurse Aide class held at a nursing home near Northgate in Seattle, next to a merrily perking and brewing coffee pot.  Innocent and  unknowing, I was headed for yet another high-pitched roller coaster ride.

 

    All my relationships, especially as an adult, have been crazy ones.  My first husband thought he lucked out marrying his sexy young attendant.  In his early thirties, Gary was dying horribly, often in great pain, and I was forced to fall deeply in love with his stubborn courage and what was ebbing away of his once trim and athletic youthful body.  He was the first person who truly needed, wanted, and loved me.   His courage lasted completely, until the very end.  Oh, how I have missed his loving, gentle arms.

 

    After he died, I had several wild, bitter and tragically brief affairs.  If I ever write about everything that happened, it would make three or four excellent trashy novels.  Whatever, it was fun being single again, a vast relief from the hours of watching over Gary’s dying and emaciated form.

 

    But Remigio stopped my new single life cold simply by kicking the frail back of my chair in CNA class—HARD!  He received all my undivided attention, distracting me from talking to a fellow classmate, a middle-aged black lady.  He caught me in the middle of accidentally sniffing at her.  I apparently was coming down with a major head cold.

 

    Really, I would like to think ‘twas because he preferred the pretty, teasingly mid-calf length crisp white skirt I was wearing for the first time in class to the pretty much bulkily pantaloned, overweight, and married other female denizens of our class.  Well, Grace, the middle-aged black lady, was only sitting pat.  A hard worker of several years standing, she was being “grandfathered in” as a CNA, but still had to take the class.

 

    Remigio may have been trying to protect her from me, as I’d been sniffling at her for the last three or four sessions…such was vengeance from Karen the Terrible.  SNIFF !!

 

    Grace was sitting to the right front, I was seated to the rear left, and as I’d recently had an extremely weird experience involving three black men and a basketball, I was fitfully “taking it out” on Grace.  I was casting her sidelong glances, and sniffing loudly, intermittently and guiltily considering fetching her a hot cup of coffee as the pot was brewing closer to me than her.  It would have been hard for her to squeeze between the seats and fetch herself a hot, fresh cup.  I began getting her some coffee.

 

    Sometimes I added creamer.  I even stirred it with the little red plastic stir sticks.  She finally asked me to add a sugar packet, please.

 

    She liked the coffee, but our distantly commiserative relationship as two ladies of nursing was rudely interrupted by the rapid-fire entrance of Remigio’s sneakered foot through the reverberating back of my nearly shattering cheap plastic chair.  I’ve lovingly saved the black marks on the back of my white nursing jacket for years.

 

    Turning around, right after the “kick-off,” I astonishingly faced a middle-aged, awfully hate-ridden, and flatly Hispanic cold stare.  This angry face, however, reminded me of a similar nut-brown countenance, a Middle-Eastern teacher I’d been attracted to ‘way back at Ohio University in 1978.  Said chap always mispronounced the word “equilibrium” in a characteristic accent that could shatter a glass retort.  He explained the rules of physical science to us neophyte med students in as high of a pitch as he could muster, but it was musical and alluring somehow…and this kicky guy behind me looked a lot like him.

 

    Remigio turned out to be a quite engaging and multi-talented Philippino/Hawaiian import, a seventh-degree black belt martial arts expert, a fabulous chef of all regional cuisines and one heck of a lip-locking rugged kisser, in approximately that order. I was an artist and writer of long standing who needed some work "on the side," so I'd decided to take a Certified Nursing training course and move in with a little old lady I knew who needed the help. It was a great free way to continue with my career without interference. But now this new guy had shown up in my life. What can you do when they come at you from behind like that? I tried out assuming there was something nice about him.

 

    He gradually broke down in his enmity towards me, merrily chasing me to the bus stop in his beat-up old blue and white pickup truck.  He soon followed me home, and Mommy said I could keep him.  Actually, “Mommy” was that little old lady, Carrie, a disabled, fellow "freckly" dwarf (you could spot her) I was working for and living with at the time.  She needed extensive in-home care, and Remigio went right to work helping us move into a larger apartment, even cooking and cleaning for us.  I scarcely had to lift a finger; Remigio was simply everywhere, driving us to church and generally relieving me of my cares and woes until Carrie abruptly died, peacefully in her sleep. Well, possibly those Catholic nurses gave her a lethal injection. She may have been wandering around at night and screaming her lungs out. She had a very bad knee problem, and had kept me awake nights frequently with it. Again, what can you do?

 

    We married a week and a day after Cinquo de Mayo, 1991.  We’re still madly in love, and near Christmas day of 1994 we were blessed by a Pinay from Heaven, our little princess Angela, nut-brown as her Daddy and sporting my chipmunk cheekbones.  Yes, Remigio is crazy about me now.  We should be okay, as long as they don’t use the nets.

 

    This incident may be the only time in history that a cold-stricken gal every attracted a lonely, jealously protective guy through being an apparently obvious, blatant and coffee-fetching sniffing presumed bigot.  Bigots and non-bigots alike, take note.

 

    I guess I’d suggest that more single white ladies, and any other intrigued parties, try sniffling (or sniffing) at nearby black people to see whose attention they furtively attract.  Of course, you may inadvertently attract a black person, which might work out quite well for you, especially if they happen to be an excellent cook -- as the husband of a friend of mine (who used this method) turned out to be.  Hope that he or she has a sense of humor. Or, believe in whatever powers that may be.

 

    If so, it helps a lot if you fetch them some coffee.  It soothes their tired, ruffled feathers. Seems some folks are more descendants of birds than lizards.

 

    Be sure and add some cream and sugar.

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE DEATH DEFYING

WAREHOUSE PARTY LIFE

 

Interview by “W. of Orange” (Karen Cole-Peralta)

 

 

 

About an entire local music industry that’s rarely heard from, briefly navigated by a remote being that coalesces, rarely, around music scenes and their absurd atrocities; published by "The Stranger" weekly newspaper of Seattle, WA.

 

            Sonny Chelf is the orneriest house party producer I know who hails from Tacoma.  In fact, he’s the only such producer I know from Tacoma.  Most of those kind of guys hang about the Seattle area, drifting back and forth in their musical skeins and ongoing search for monetary angles.

 

            Jason Alley’s from Issaquah.  They both operate forklifts in warehouses for their real livings.  And I met them over coffee awhile ago at Starbucks on Broadway for a happy, peppy interview with two of the greater Seattle area’s own warehouse party producers.

 

            Sonny, casual, relaxed and vivacious, wore “Portuguese” golden earrings; Jason, soft-spoken and shy, wore a diamond-blue ball cap over his sweet blue eyes and blond hair.  Sonny is fair and Black, but doesn’t sound that way until you press him, and then a trickle of southern Blacklish begins to filter in, conversationally speaking.

 

            How long have you been involved in the warehouse game, I suddenly asked.

 

            Sonny:  The first part of this took place in 1981.  That was in Germany.  Parties in Germany used more hype.  Parties here seem to be more about money and competition.

 

            Jason:  I joined TUF Productions for the last party.  I joined with another party than ours…some producers have a different agenda than others…(indicating Sonny, giggling.)

 

            What is your agenda?  I ask the cute black dude.

 

            Sonny:  First we sit there and have a headache.  Nah, usually I like to find a space first.  That’s kind of a last minute thing you have to do.

 

            Jason:  There’s been a lot of problems with the city.  The city is pushing hard to shut the shows down.

 

            Sonny:  There was a battle over permits being in order.

 

            Jason:  The city would threaten to take the house over.

 

            Sonny:  Yeah.

 

            Jason:  The city would intimate that a party would be through.  The owners of the building would refuse to rent to those who produced shows, for fear their properties would have police action taken against them.

 

            These statements led to general murmurings amongst us.

 

            So, whatever is your “agenda” now, I softly inquired.

 

            Sonny:  (About) the agenda?  Line up the DJs!!!  They come from everywhere, basically.  When we produce a flyer, we try to promote it (the party) day in and day out.  During that time, we finish producing the rest of the show.  Lights, sound, security, permits, “etcetera.”  And then it’s showtime!  I like to get in a building at noon, but it never happens.  Just to fine-tune the building!  (He laughed, sliding slowly backwards in his seat.)

 

            Jason:  If we have decorations, some people put up fences.  (I never found out what “fences” are.)  It needs all completed.  The sound system usually arrives in the middle of things.

           

            We joked around about the house movement….”Yeah, the houses are moving!!!” as I’m not much of a raver m’self, yet.  The joints do indeed jump.

           

            What message to others, anyway, do you guys have to impart?

           

            Jason:  Positive energy.

           

            Sonny:  Peace, love, joining one another together.  But after the party comes the teardown.  I hate it, but it has to be done.

 

            I asked Sonny if that’s his real name.  Yes, it is.  He was wearing a hunting cap, Polynesian earrings, and he vaguely resembled a certain letter of the alphabet due to his glasses.

 

            Jason’s blue ball cap was fastidiously reversed.  Two more either-bread and mayonnaise guys could not be found, but they were definitely having to skirt the law.

 

            I finally found out what happened last spring, which had been the current House Party Mystery Scenario.

 

            Sonny:  A dividing of the whole scene here occurred.  There were occurrences of two parties being thrown on the same night.  Something had to stop.  Seattle’s not that big.  It’s not that good here, we need more party room.  Evolution (back in October, and partially run by a close relative of mine named Joachim, incidentally) just had 1500 people.  It was over 1500, really.

 

            Jason:  We had over 1200.  But Seattle is not really a good indicator.  In LA (what doesn’t begin, end, and stall out in LA?) they have BIG huge parties, with a couple hundred thousand people, easily.

 

            A couple…what?  I stupifiedly intoned, slurping my Starbucks.  That couldn’t be real, I thought, they’d need a football stadium…which they have, somewhere.

 

            I dreamed to myself, the party interview vortex has been reentered.  I’ve been being told that everyone and no one ever interviews these warehouse party guys.  Now I see why.  No one ever believes them when they talk about the party sizes.

 

            Sonny then said he begged in on things with Jason through a mutual friend of theirs named Tim.  On Tim, Sonny said, “we’ve talked to Tim.  How’re you?”  This, referring to my earlier interview more on the Seattle end of things, with Joachim.  Tim, there, is not a part of the company anymore.  I guess that’s the party vortex for you.

 

           Sonny next managed to imitate the world’s blandest, meekest expression, which was already on Jason’s wan, pink face.

 

           Jason:  All I have to say is we hope people keep supporting the shows.

 

            Sonny:  I’m the quiet person of all this.  I like to come in like the wind and leave…like…the wind….

 

            Jason:  I like to be around the people.  I like to be around the friends.  (I always got the impression this is a tightly-knit, hard-to-enter crowd.  But I asked them about making a living at it.)

 

            Sonny:  I like to be around this for the money.  If I didn’t do this for the money, I wouldn’t do it.

 

            It feels like I’ve learned, after several interviews with Seattle/Tacoma’s warehouse partying folks, that there’s no money in this, really.  Off the last shows, they don’t seem to have made a dime.

 

            PeaceFrog’s Civilization party in November barely broke even, in fact losing at least $200.  One of the PeaceFrog producers told me only about half the people coming in even paid.  I don’t think Joachim got his cut at all.  But their group is still plugging away at making the lively, eventful, and appreciably loud parties continue to happen.

 

            Sonny said, the way I feel…it might make the WRONG money…(I think he meant the probably drug revenues from hangers-on selling at the parties.)  Me, I broke in with:  But, what if you were, say, normal?

 

            Jason:  Good point.

 

            Sonny:  What if everybody else was like what’s on the street, already there.  (Recall that Sonny’s Black, please.)  You’re gonna get ‘em “thowed in jay-al.”  I’ve done two (parties) in Tacoma (an infamously Black establishment, in some ways.)  There’s a problem with that.  Seattle people don’t travel.  The Dome is too commercial.  This isn’t…a commercial event...that I do.

 

            Go to shows, Sonny said.  I have a real job.  I work, in a warehouse, driving forklifts.  I’m a laborer.  Saturday nights are my date.  That’s the party date.  (He pretty much implied this is his social life.  I am forced to think both Sonny and Jason are house-devoted, maximally.)

 

            After this pleasant, caring interview time was spent, one happy writer left those two fine, unrude, music-bestrewed dudes to hit their next appointment in town.  The memory lingers, but the music is fortunately elsewhere, waiting for the next major warehouse debacle to begin.  From the general sound of things, I would suggest checking out Los Angeles if you want to hit the biggest party scenes.

   

 

 

 

Sample Ad Copy

 

Written for Human Imagineering

An Internet E-Book company

By Karen Cole-Peralta

“If knowledge is power, then knowledge conveyed is power applied.”

Human Imagineering, Thomas B. Wallace

 

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        The purchase of one of these featured products, “Instant Internet Empires,” entitles you to entry in “Trivia Challenges #1,” an exciting intellectual contest that lets you match wits with me, your faithful fellow entrepreneur.  You may also enter “Trivia Challenges #2” at no purchase cost to you for a $15 entry/processing fee.  You must enter either or both contests through the Human Imagineering web site, and follow the outlined instructions.  The prizes for both games will be awarded based upon the first three entirely correct submissions for each game received in date/time order on the Human Imagineering web site e-mail, thomasxxxxxxxx@msn.com .  Prizes for TC #1 are:  First Place, $500; Second Place, $250; and Third Place, $100.  Prizes for TC #2 are:  First Place, $400; Second Place, $200; and Third Place, $75.  For consideration, all submissions to TC #1 must include a completed purchase of the featured product related to the trivia questions.  Both contests must receive the minimum number of submissions described in the contest rules (42 qualified entries for TC #1, 25 qualified entries for TC #2) before the time limit for submissions commences (30 days to close of submissions, 60 days to announcement of winners.)  No information you give us will be shared with any third parties at all!

 

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        Finally, Human Imagineering offers a “Yeshua Sensei” reference page to help you fulfill your particular path of spiritual enlightenment, leading to ideas for you to discuss with other interested parties in the Discussion Groups offered above.

 

        Our goal is to help you “learn to break free of the everyday and make each day a thrill, a hunt for the perfect image of your life in a world without impossibility.”—Tom Wallace.  We hope your visits to our web site will help you bring all your creative visions to the fullest possible fruition, and that you have a most enjoyable experience every time you contact our marvelous web site, dedicated to all of your Human Imagineering!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By Karen Cole-Peralta

 

Internet Advancement Appoints Wickham CEO

 

 

Redmond, WA--Internet Advancement, provider of enterprise-class dynamic information management website optimization, today announced the appointment of Todd Wickham as its Chief Executive Officer.  Wickham brings to the company his extensive knowledge of global operations and world-class experience in overseeing high-level enterprise sales to Fortune 500 companies.

 

        Todd Wickham was born and raised in Washington State, and is 43 years old.  He holds a bachelor’s degree in business management.  Prior to his tenure as CEO of IA, Wickham held executive positions with some of Washington’s largest automobile dealerships, including the fourth largest in the nation.  He was Vice-President from 1996-2002 for Dealer Promotions Services, Inc., dealing with marketing/consulting for automobile promotions nationally.  In his new position, Wickham will oversee the continuing growth in the company’s enterprise sales effort.  Wickham’s appointment comes as the company prepares to announce publicly its mission to effectively market commercial websites.

 

        “We are thrilled that Todd will be joining the IA team.  Todd brings a wealth of high-end enterprise sales management experience--placing him in an ideal position to drive forward IA’s technology and global sales operations,” said Ernest Villamor, co-founder of Internet Advancement.  “Our focus on enterprise sales will be greatly enhanced through Todd’s experience and contacts, and will help us reinforce our position as a leader in online business intelligence services.”

 

        “IA’s unique technology, customer base and international presence present a tremendous opportunity for the company and an exciting step in my career,” said Wickham.  “I look forward to helping the company grow through aggressive sales growth and acquisition.  The unique marketing services of IA complement our existing internet mall division, www.4greatbuys.com, which is under construction to eventually become a major search engine in its own right.”

 

        The hiring of a Puget Sound veteran such as Wickham underlines the company’s focus on further developing its already successful enterprise sales operation.  Villamor will assume the role of Chairman of the Board.

 

About Internet Advancement

 

        IA is a leading pioneer in the commercial website optimization and positioning industry, and continues to deliver a full range of advanced Internet marketing solutions for companies.  We combine traditional business practices with proven Internet strategies and ongoing research in order to help clients maximize online sales and marketing.  IA is comprised entirely of talented, goal-oriented individuals who are relentless in their pursuit of successful delivery of excellent results to our clients.  We analyze their singularities and create naturally fitting solutions that directly enhance and strengthen our clients’ natural growth paths. Our company consists of seasoned consultants, and we are strategically aligned with specialists in web content and graphic design.  We are all dedicated to providing top-notch customer service.

 

 

 

 

 

Sample of Business Website Copy Editing

Showing use of Red Marks in Editing

Edited by Karen Cole-Peralta

How Bullet-Proof Domain Hosting Works

 

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Sample Business Letter

 

 

 

To:  Miranda Heller, VP of Programming, HBO
Subject:  Mutual Contact, Idea for HBO Original Series

 

From:  The Desk of Rainbow Writing, Inc.

 

 

Dear Miranda,

 

    We understand you are the Vice President of Programming at HBO.  We received your name and e-mail address from an excellent script writer we both happen to know, one whose scripts are frequently produced by famous directors, such as Spike Lee and Franco Zeffirelli.  We are Rainbow Writing, Inc., a well-known writing, editing and web development company.  And we have a sexy, controversial and extremely modern hot new property to introduce to you, by a lady who shall soon be known worldwide.

 

    Her name is Claudia San Luis, and she is the published author of "Sarlakk," a very controversial and seductive adult/science fiction/dark fantasy/religious-satanic novel, part of a series, which both nobly and colorfully displays the heartfelt interaction of Good versus Evil.  Good finally comes out as the most positive force in the end.  But Ms. San Luis lovingly and elaborately explains the dynamically necessary interaction of all the dark and light forces, through a well-drawn web of intriguing characterizations and engagingly interwoven plot elements.

 

    She has many interrelated themes in her series of novels, all with similar and continuing concepts and characters.  We can send you an excerpt of her enticingly romantic, darkly fascinating prose, which encompasses heated sex, detailed and dark-hued political maneuverings, and much freely feminine symbolism, including gay and bisexual references and "the immortal poison of the succulently scarlet rose!"  Simply request it from us, and we will send it on to you, if you are interested.

 

    Although the novels are both sensuously and sexually graphic, they can be readily adapted to fit HBO's requirements and formats.  The sexual sequences can be toned down and implied rather than actually presented very easily.  And Ms. San Luis, along with RWI and the aforementioned script writer, are willing to work closely with you and HBO to make all the perceived necessary changes to any of the structures, scenes and characteristics of her work needed by the programming agencies.

 

    I am also writing to Carolyn Strauss, the head of HBO's "Original Series" program, with a similar letter, outlining the exceptional qualities of Ms. San Luis' series of books.  Please reply back as soon as possible regarding an overall review of her writing talents.  After you have made your decision, which should most definitively be in the positive, we will begin the process of formalizing a contract, and producing the treatment and a full script of the first book in this new and seductively controversial adult-oriented series, "Sarlakk." 

 

With the Warmest Regards,

 

Karen Cole-Peralta

 

Karen Cole-Peralta

Executive Director

Rainbow Writing, Inc.

www.rainbowriting.com  

 

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If Puget Sound is Falling Down

 

 

 

Written by Karen Cole-Peralta

Published by "The Crusader" magazine, Seattle, WA

Utilized by students in the University of Washington’s Geophysics Program

Won a Writing Excellence Award at Www.Writing.Com