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China, Russia, Italy, Switzerland, France, Germany many states in U.S.

"BUY A BOOK, BUILD A LIBRARY." FREAKONOMICS BLOG, NEW YORK TIMES. 

The year after Hurricane Betsy, I enrolled in college at USLNO. I had to take a two-hour bus trip on the New Orleans transit line from St. Bernard Parish out to Lake Pontchartrain.  I hated trigonometry, and anyway, I didn’t think it would help me escape my life near the Mississippi levee or the constant smell spewing from the sugar plant. So I usually ended up at the downtown public library, then later headed to Jackson Square for a couple of Jax brews. That public library was my sanctuary.  After Katrina, I decided to write THE book, start The Beatitudes Network, and donate all royalties from sale of The Beatitudes to the New Orleans Public Library Foundation to help rebuild the libraries.  I give you and NOLA The Beatitudes…    MY BOOK, THE BEATITUDES, IS NOW AVAILABLE AT AMAZON.COM AND ALL ROYALTIES GO DIRECTLY TO THE NEW ORLEANS PUBLIC LIBRARY FOUNDATION.  ONE BOOK, ONE PERSON, ONE WORLD.  AS THE AUTHOR OF FREAKONOMICS PUT IT WHEN HE FEATURED THE BEATITUDES NETWORK OF HIS NEW YORK TIMES BLOG: "BUY A BOOK, BUILD A LIBRARY."

 

 www. beatitudesinneworleans.com has information about bookclubbing and my tours, excerpts, and Cajun recipes.

 

Novelist, bibliomaniac - I love books - I use books as furniture I have so many. Gardening, especially in the Appalachian Mountains. And walking and Cajun cuisine - 100% Cajun and do a mad imitation of Justin Wilson....ya'll.

The New Orleans Public Library Foundation - I am the developer of The Beatitudes Network, selling my novel and giving royalties to the Foundation. Habitat for Humainty; Doctors Without Borders.

Maria Calas, Bob Dylan, Blind Willy Johnson and the slide guitar.

The Closer, The Daily Show, Dexter.

Now Voyager, Duck Soap, Capote, Elizabeth, How Green Was My valley - okay, anythig with Bette Davis.

The Magic Mountain, The Road, The Divine Comeday, anything by James Lee Burke, The Stone Diaries, ....oh, dear so many!

In the middle of our path in life I woke to find myself in a dark wood for the way which leads us straight was lost to sight. (Dante, Inferno)

My children (son & daughter), my sister.