Press Release

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New Book for Young Adults Traversing the Landscape of Dreams

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Braumaru, a new book for young adults by first-time author Veronica Tabares, takes its readers on an expedition through the magical world of dreams.

“A fortunate few get to experience the rarest dream of all,” says Tabares. “This brand of dream has no connection to the imagination and does not occur in the human head. Instead, it happens in a realm of its own – in the baffling, mysterious, and dangerous land of dreams.”

Braumaru, the first book in the Behold the Eye trilogy, follows Micah, a young boy who lives in a world very similar to our own. Micah has completed his Rite of Passage, but he awaits true manhood, when his birth gift reveals itself.

Meanwhile, Vickie, a 6th-grader in our world, wants some excitement in her life. In her attempt to write a ghostly bestseller, she begins to truly observe her world and its mysteries. That is how she crosses paths with an unscrupulous janitor who hopes to travel to Micah’s world and satisfy his quest for power.

“What happens when someone discovers how to travel through the land of dreams, and the lives of our world become entwined with those of the other dimension” says Tabares. “Read Braumaru to make that timeless, magical journey yourself.”

About Veronica Tabares

Raised in Memphis, Veronica Tabares has traveled across many states and career fields. She has sold artwork to businesses, produced web content for a tech company, performed story time as a children’s librarian, and taught 6th graders how to be safe on the Internet. Tabares has a Bachelor’s in Anthropology and a Master’s in Library and Information Science from the University of Washington. She currently lives in Seattle with her husband and four lovely daughters. For more information, please visit Behold the Eye: Braumaru (https://www.veronicatabares.com).

Anniversary

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I celebrated my anniversary this weekend. I have now officially been married more than half my life.

When I met my husband, I realized very quickly that he was the man I wanted to marry. I don’t quite know why (we came from different backgrounds), but we matched perfectly. We liked the same things, had the same interests, enjoyed the same foods. We even had matching fingerprints!

Probably most important of all, we could talk for hours and hours. We still can.

There is no doubt that my husband is my best friend.

After all these years, he is still the only man I’ve ever met I can imagine as my husband.

History, again!

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While we were deciding and planning to go to college, I worked hard to set us up financially as well as I could. I made sure we had no bills, and we actually had a little in savings.

I must say, going to school with a family was the hardest, and most rewarding, thing I’ve ever done (except write).

I say family instead of 3 kids because after 1 quarter at UW, I became pregnant with my 4th.

You don’t know joy until you’ve had to run from one class to another, across a huge campus, pregnant, in the rain (UW is in Seatle).

Since I had little ones, I learned some very valuable lessons early on. Procrastination was out. If I even hesitated a little before I started an assignment, a child was sure to get ill and I would need to stay up all night being a mommy.

I became a lean, mean, studying machine. Efficiency should have become my middle name. But I like the middle name I was born with, so I decided to keep it.

More history

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Being a mother is hard work. All consuming work. Which is okay by me, since I prefer to throw myself whole-heartedly into everything I do.

So before I knew it, I had 2 more children!

It is at this point that my husband and I decided that we would never be where we wanted to be unless we made a very gutsy move. It took us a full two years to finally make the decision, but make it we did!

We had decided to go back to school and get our Bachelor degrees. Both of us.

My husband was active duty Air Force, and his time in the military was almost up. But he loved to fly–so much so that he felt he could not give it up totally. He solved that problem by joining the Air Force Reserves.

We loaded up our three children (ages less than 1 – 5), sold our house, and moved across the country to be near the University of Washington.

We had researched various institutions of higher learning, and decided that the University of Washington had the reputation, classes, and opportunities we sought.

In all honesty, I’m glad we didn’t have a clue what we were setting ourselves up for.

Time for reflection?

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I have the next week off from work.

You might wonder what plans I have for the extra time. Will I be sipping tea, reflecting on the wonders of our universe and the state of our economy?

Not likely!

I still have books 2 and 3 to prep for publication. There is a lot of hard work ahead of me, but luckily I’ve never been afraid of hard work.

Wouldn’t it be nice, to sit back during this week and just write. Writing is relaxing to me, and such a joy.

But I guess if I really want others to be able to read what I write, I have go the next step. I have to make it presentable!

I will be so happy when I have all three of the trilogy out. I feel like I’ve made a contract with anyone who reads the first book, a binding promise that I won’t take too awfully long to make the second and third available.

VT

A little history

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I’ve always been a writer. I can remember that as a child I would write poetry for anyone who would be kind enough to read it. I particularly liked to make birthday cards, because then I knew I had an audience who would read and (I hoped) enjoy what I had to offer.

The plans of my childhood were to make writing my career, and I decided it was time to act on that plan shortly after my marriage 23 years ago.

That is, of course, until I was blessed with the birth of my first child. At that point, my world shifted and there was nothing, absolutely nothing, more important than my family. Writing could wait.