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November Echo's Glenda Bixler, Seriously Injured During Efforts to Save Talanov, Now Completely Recovered, According to Author...


James Houston Turner in his Latest update to Fans has reported that Glenda Bixler has now completely recovered and is back at work on her latest FBI case.

Questions had been pouring in on the condition of Character Glenda Bixler, who was shot during the final moments of November Echo and rushed to the hospital in serious condition. She sends many thanks to those who asked about her, especially since she was new to the Talanov Series... She said that, "now that she had met Talanov, she was a Forever Fan that would follow him anywhere to help in his adventures... even on the Big Screen...

Turner continued with a quick update on November Echo and the Talanov Film Project and other news...

The latest good news comes from IndieReader, the toughest and most prestigious review site for indie authors and their novels. By way of introduction, IndieReader says about itself: "The only way to be featured on IR's site (and by extension our publishing partners, theHuffington Post and USA Today) is for us to read and love your book." 


http://indiereader.com/2014/01/november-echo/
Well, IndieReader did just that and had this to say: "November Echo hits the ground running, with constant action and new characters integrated flawlessly. Exceptional ... hard to put down ... Talanov is one of those charming Bond-style characters readers want to see succeed at all costs" -Kat Toland (http://bit.ly/1dBbr8O).

Congrats From BRH!








Plus, if you missed it the first time around, we're offering November Echo as a free Kindle eBook download all weekend on Amazon (http://amzn.to/18nbuhR). 

Please pass the word along to anyone you think may like to try Talanov for free.

So, What James, You Were the Centerfold???
Also, for those of you wanting a chuckle, you can read some random fun facts about Yours Truly here in my latest Author Spotlight. Check it out!



Our Talanov Film Project is moving ahead with wonderful gusto. I am just now finishing the treatment -- a 10-15 page summary of the entire story -- which has taken me longer to complete thanks to the evolving personalities of the three (Team Talanov) teenage characters who adopt Talanov against his will in South Africa. I love pushing Talanov's limits and these three are managing to do that without a whole lot of interference from me! In fact, they're giving me sleepless nights, so you can imagine what they're doing to him.

One final bit of good news: Wendy and I recently drove to San Antonio for Wendy's interview with Homeland Security. The result: Wendy is now officially a Permanent Resident of the United States!!! That shouting you hear? It's us. Thank you everyone for your awesome friendship and support. We are here to stay!!!

Congratulations Wendy! 

May 2014 be a blockbuster year for us all.

Best always,

Jim


Ok, You're Right...I don't do this for all authors... I have a thing for Talanov (the older version)... And I really enjoyed Special Agent Bixler in this novel... 

So, I might have added a little to Spudman's newsletter... 

But I'm not sorry James...


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