Suicidal Moms: No One Who Knew Them Can RIP

Momsandsons  Yet another mom has taken her own life—and that of the person most precious to her: her child.

In this case, it was a 51-year-old divorced woman, Judith Elizabeth Williams from Walnut Creek, California. She owned a business that was failing, like so many others in this economy. Her financial situation may have been the tipping point, but it wasn't the only factor that robbed this mom of her ability to see the senselessness of her act, which took place at dusk, on the highest point in the San Francisco Bay Area, Mount Diablo.

Apparently she'd been depressed for years. Perhaps she had never sought the treatment she needed. I guess we'll never know.

He 15-year-old son, Adam, had accompanied her up the mountain. She'd already done away with the family pets, although he may have not known that yet.

Even if he had, would a teen have recognized that act as a symptom of suicidal depression?

Even if he had, would he have known who he could go to?

Would he have known to seek help for her, or would he have been too embarrassed about his mom's issues? As we all know, teens are very sensitive of what others think of them, and of their families. 

I cry when I hear of these sorts of incidents. I feel sorry ––no, angry ––that a child's life has been snuffed out for no other reason than selfishness on his parent's part. She may have not seen her place here on this Earth, but obviously he did, and by all accounts (including the article enclosed here, from the San Francisco Chronicle) Adam lived his life to the fullest.

He deserved to live it on his terms, not hers.

That said, I also feel pity and sadness that yet another mother did not have the support she needed to see beyond her emotional pain. To get the medical help she needed.

And the mother in me feels shame. Women, she was one of us. She didn't have our attitude, our faith in ourselves, or our ability to project ourselves beyond our fears.

But she was still one of us.

I wish her peace.

—Josie

Mom kills son atop Mt. Diablo, then shoots self

Thursday, July 23, 2009

(07-22) 16:33 PDT WALNUT CREEK

First, Judith Elizabeth Williams took her two cats to the shelter. Then
she brought the family dog to the veterinarian, had it euthanized, and
wrote a suicide note.

Then, investigators say, the 51-year-old Walnut Creek woman got in
the car with her 16-year-old son, Adam Findley Williams, and drove up
Mount Diablo. Near the top of the 3,849-foot peak, at a lookout with
panoramic views of the Bay Area, she shot the teenager to death with a
.357 handgun and turned the gun on herself, authorities said Wednesday.

Judith Williams was having custody disagreements with her
ex-husband, who had remarried, and was having money problems, said
Contra Costa County sheriff's Capt. Dan Terry. Those "were the primary
motivating" reasons behind the murder-suicide Friday, he said.

However, Adam Williams' father, Jim Williams, said custody of their
son wasn't an issue. Although his ex-wife had financial difficulties,
he said, she also suffered from mental problems.

"His mom was such an angry person – she took offense to things very
easily," Jim Williams said. He said he hadn't sought custody of Adam
after his 1996 divorce because "I didn't want to provoke her."

Nevertheless, Judith Williams had never made any threats to harm her
son, who was a student at Las Lomas High School in Walnut Creek, her
ex-husband said.

"She loved him and wouldn't do him any harm," Jim Williams said. "When this happened, we were absolutely shocked."

Judith Williams clearly planned the murder-suicide, authorities
said. She had disposed of the family pets in the two days before she
died, and left behind a long suicide note in her Blackwood Drive home.

It "implied this was what she was doing and that she was taking her son with her," Terry said.

State Parks police officers found the bodies about 10 p.m. Friday at
a lookout point on Summit Road, which leads to the top of Mount Diablo.
Authorities withheld news of the deaths while they investigated the
circumstances.

Adam Williams' body was found near the edge of the viewing area. His
mother was found a few feet away on a park bench. Their car was in the
parking lot.

Investigators determined that Judith Williams shot her son in the
chest and head before shooting herself in the head, Terry said.

The gun was registered to Judith Williams, authorities said. The
weapon appeared new, but it was not immediately clear when she had
obtained it, Terry said.

Adam Williams would have been a junior in the fall at Las Lomas
High, where he was a member of the track and cross country teams.

"All he ever wanted was for people to accept him and love him and
try to help people as much as he possibly could," his father said. "It
sounds trite, but he was just a great, great kid. He took a lot of
personal pride in his capabilities."

He was "absolutely fearless" and loved to try new things, including tackling a "ropes course" in Lake Tahoe, his father said.

Judith Williams filed for divorce from Jim Williams in 1996, and
issues were litigated until at least 2001, according to Contra Costa
County Superior Court records.

She filed for Chapter 7 bankruptcy protection in 1999, and her debts were discharged, federal court records show.

E-mail Henry K. Lee at hlee@sfchronicle.com.

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My Misspent Youth: It Was Only Rock ‘n’ Roll, but I LOVED it

Rockstar
(…Or 2 degrees of Deborah D….)

Long time no write. Well, I hope you feel this was worth the wait…

In my early twenties, I worked in radio. It was a great way to catch close-up glimpses of the hottest acts, score freebee tickets to concerts, and if I were lucky, a backstage pass, too.

My BFF was in a different part of the music industry. Deborah D worked for a record company. For sure, her bennies included all of the above, along with an album collection that rivaled the one in the radio stations I worked for. If a band she liked wasn't on her label, she'd swap demo LPs or concert tickets with grunts at other labels for the coveted vinyl.

Deb collected her boyfriends that way, too. Bass players were her favorites, but drummers ran a close second. Rarely did she date "civilians."

It was on one of those few occasions that I met my hubby: he lived next (to her revolving) door and swung in one night when she'd just traded an album or two for four free tickets to a movie. My arm charm, (believe it or not, straight) male model. Since Hubby was more into symphonies than Springsteen — they soon parted ways.

But the spark the was kindled that night, between him and me, flashed even hotter the next time we saw each other: Deborah D's New Years Eve par-tay, which was  always a who's who of music industry celebs,  pros, hangers-on, has-beens, up-and-comers . . .

And a usual galaxy of long-legged, straight-haired groupies.

To my delight, Hubby was oblivious to everyone but me.

Then again, the poor guy didn't know that the Allman Brothers were Georgia's official band. So what were the odds he'd recognize the guy whose foot he just stepped onto belonged to Cher's talented, sloe-eyed ex?

Warp speed a couple of maritally blissful decades later — 

Recently 60 Minutes was interviewing the Eagles who, now in their sixties, have reunited after more than a decade for one more album.  Despite a few sags, bags, and wrinkles, to the most part they've held onto the visages of their youths.

So successfully, in fact, that one tweaked a long-dormant brain cell. "If I remember right, Deborah D dated that dude. The one on the left there," I said to Martin.

He snorted at my quaint euphemism for balls-to-the-wall sex. "There were so many, so yeah, that could have been…"  He stopped mid-swallow. "Hey! That means I've actually made it with someone who's made it with–with  HIM."  He stared up at the screen in awe.

"Yep. Him, and about a dozen or so other guys who have hit the Billboard Rock Chart with a bullet at least once."

He stared at me as if I were speaking Greek. "Don't you get it? That's only two degrees of separation."

Which, considering the time and place, could have translated into one degree of the clap, I thought to myself as he strummed his air guitar.

Whatever he was playing, I could only imagine it was off-key.

Rock on . . .

Dammit. Gidget has Osteoporosis…

Sally_field_gidgetI just saw an ad with Sally Field. She's hawking osteoporosis medicine.

Yep, makes me feels old, too, because I happen to remember her as that cute li'l sprite, Gidget.  Granted, I'm younger than Ms. Field.  (I mean it. I really, really mean it. Pun intended…)

Having been born in 1946, Ms. Field (Thus my insistence on the deferential "Ms.") is one of the first very first baby boomers, and certainly she has every right to be taking a calcium suppliment. Heck, I don't even mind the fact that she's hawking one. I mean, we all have to pay the bills, right?

But as Gidget goes, so goes her generation — which just happens to be almost 80 million Americans.

And that includes those of us on the younger side of boomerdom.

The great news is that she looks super. She's tiny to begin with, so I can't say that I've noticed any shrinkage, and certainly no unseemly humps or lumps. And I admire her resistance to the that Hollywood fallback position: cosmetic surgery.

BECAUSE REAL ACTRESSES DON"T SHOOT COLLAGEN.

And she's not just any actress. She's M'Lynn Eatenton. And Lilah Krytsick. And Edna Spalding. And Mrs. Gump.

Above all, she is Norma Rae.

In other words, conflicted. Emotional. Mature.

And yes, she's SPECTAULAR.

Aging gracefully,

Josie

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Sex.  Celebrity. Scandal.  Just another fun day in Hollywood…

All
over Hollywood, men are dialing O. Her steamy naughty talk fills them
with lust and longing, and helps them perform like the studs they claim
to be.

In
truth, the industry’s favorite phone sex operator is Nina Harte, a
struggling actress who has put her career on hold so that her husband,
Nathan, can pursue his own dreams of stardom. When Nathan's career
takes off, so does he, leaving Nina and their four-year-old son, Jake,
for his diva costar, Katerina McPherson. Then "Kat ‘n' Nat" are crowned
the media's newest celebrity sweethearts, and Kat labels Nina an unfit
mother in order to win custody of Jake, just so that she can have that
highly-coveted celebrity accessory—an adorable child—sans any unsightly
stretch marks.The one person who does care about Nina is
Nathan’s agent, Sam Godwin. In fact, he’s in love with her. And because
he has both a heart and a conscience, Sam feels guilty for having put
Nat in Kat's path in the first place….

So how will he feel when he finds out that Nin and O are one and the same?

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Fisher House: Our Injured Soldiers and Their Families Need Our Help…

I saw a wonderful report this morning on LOU DOBBS TONIGHT. It was on the medical rehabilitation that U.S. soldiers who have been injured in combat are given. Lou interviewed patients and their relatives in a veteran's hospital, to learn that this arduous process is eased by the wonderful people who work in our veteran's hospitals, who keep a positive attitude, because they know that their attitudes affect the soldiers who are their prime concern.

Some of these soldiers' injuries are quite extensive. Their recuperation takes months, even years. And yet, sometimes their wives, husbands, children, mothers and fathers don't have the financial capabilities to tough it out at the local hotel for that length of time —

And that is what Fisher House is all about. This non-profit organization provides a nearby residence, a "home away from home" for these solidiers' loved ones. These temporary group residences are typically 5,000+ to 16,000 square foot in size, or large enough to accommodate 16 to 42 family members, in anywhere from eight to 21 suites. In fact, since its inception in 1990, Fisher House has offeredmore than
1-1/2 million days of lodging to more than 70,000 families! Now, that is DARNED impressive…

But the purchases an upkeep of these facilities are not cheap endeavors. And while, effective October 1, 2006, all room fees for guest families at all
Army, Navy, and Air Force Fisher Houses are paid by Fisher House
Foundation, and there are no room fees at Fisher Houses operated by the
Department of Veterans Affairs, the non-profit organization that builds and gifts these temporary group residences to our U.S. Government, the Fisher House Foundation still needs our help.  So please, consider doing some of the following:

DONATE.  As verified by our most recent audit and tax return, only 3% of
expenditures are for administration or fundraising. If you designate
your contribution for a specific purpose or Fisher House, 100% of the
donation is allocated for that purpose. Follow this link for a secure online donation, or snail mail your donation to:

Fisher House™ Foundation, Inc.
1401 Rockville Pike, Suite 600
Rockville, MD 20852

Make checks payable to: Fisher House™ Foundation

VOLUNTEER.  There are Fisher Houses all over the country! (Yes, there is one near you, too.) Whether you offer to cook a group meal, spend an afternoon to listen to someone who needs a shoulder to lean on, or a day of your time to do maintenance around the home, your time and effort will be appreciated by those who run these facilities. ust go to the Fisher House website, where you, too, can download a .pdf file listing all of its locations, or download fisher_house_locations.pdf here…

SEND BOOKS. If you're an author who has some extra copies of your books lying around, download that PDF file, and send a few to the addresses/manager's name listed there. I'm sure that your books will be welcomed diversions for those in residence, and the soldiers, too.

Bring our soldiers home,

Josie

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Saturday, November 18, 2006, 1pm

BARNES & NOBLE / Burbank, CA
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Thursday, November 30, 2006, 6:30pm

BORDERS EXPRESS/ Santa Clara, CA
731 Valley Fair Mall,
2855 Stevens Creek Blvd. Santa Clara, CA 95050
 
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Hear Josie read from IMPOSSIBLY TONGUE-TIED. Joining her is Karin Tabke (GOOD GIRL GONE BAD), Jasmine Haynes (OPEN INVITATION), and Jami Alden (DELICIOUS). For more information, call 408-249-1728.

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Tuesday, December 12, 2006, 5-9pm

CRAVE PARTY SAN FRANCISCO!
War Memorial Opera House, 401 Van Ness Avenue, San Francisco, CA

Ticket PRICE: $15

The ultimate pre-holiday shopping party! Crave Party San Francisco
brings together San Francisco's trendiest boutiques. You'll find all
the latest fashions, fab accessories, trinkets and potions–all in one
location! Have a make-over, a chichi cocktail, and a relaxing massage,
while you pick up your stocking stuffers (including extra copies of
Josie Brown's IMPOSSIBLY TONGUE-TIED) at this exclusive glam-gal gathering. Other authors attending are Karin Tabke (GOOD GIRL GONE BAD) and Jennifer Skully (OPEN INVITATION), so join us, and get a jump on Santa, with your shopping!

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Friday, December 15, 2006, 6pm

Barnes & Noble / Antioch, CA
5709 Lone Tree Way, Antioch,CA 94531. 925-978-1031

Naughty
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stocking stuffers for the reader who appreciates a hot haute read
during the holidays. Hear authors Josie Brown (IMPOSSIBLY TONGUE-TIED)
and Karin Tabke (GOOD GIRL GONE BAD) read from their books.

Kiss and Make Up…

Kissmakeup
My hubby is usually a dreamboat.

Except when we fight.

On the bright side, I guess you could say that arguing is a form of communication. Or, as Rosanne once said, “You can’t love if you can’t fight.”And Tom Arnold had the bruises to prove it.

Sure, there were times when I though a sharp hook to the left would have kept Martin in line, but so far, we’ve been able to avoid fisticuffs.  As professional wordsmiths, we have found that a well-placed barb is indeed mightier than the sword when cutting your lover down to size.

It wasn’t always that way.  When we were crib crawlers we screamed when we weren’t understood, and mumbled under our breaths when they stuck a bottle in our our mouths, or poked at our diapers to shut us up.  after we learned that we could walk with our legs, we found we could toss with our arms—toys, books, blocks, anything, at anyone who annoyed us.

Learning how to talk gave us a new weapon—the argument—which we sharpened on the playground, with phrases like, “Yeah, sez who?” which immediately brought forth, “Sez me, that who?”

To be topped off with the most famous closing argument of them all, “Nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, NYAH!”

Granted, this last retort was, in reality, a last resort.  And most of us had outgrown it by the time we were dating, thank goodness.

Fights with my beaus were heated with passion, tinged with remorse, and enacted with enough melodrama to fill a library of Danielle Steel novels.

The best part of breaking up was making up.  After a cooling-off period, I’d cave into the arms of my tormentor.  We’d kiss and swear we’d never hurt each other again.

Until the next time.  Or the next guy.

The fact of the matter is, everyone fights, although some do it more openly than others.  But I’ve met couples who insist they’ve never raised their voices to each other, that they are perfectly in sync on every decision.

Yeah, right.  And Mike Tyson is a vegetarian.

Granted, the word “LIAR!” in this regard is somewhat harsh (not to say a trifle crude). But for argument's sake, (no pun intended) let’s say we believe them.  Does it mean that they have a better relationship than those of us who periodically raise our voices? Does this mean that they’ve found nirvana?

Does this mean they should be running the Geneva Convention?

No.  It just means that they know their neighbors are deaf, and, as Dennis Hastert could tell you if he weren’t busy right about now running an election and dodging reporters’ questions, you can’t convict without evidence.

Of course, most tiffs could be worked out immediately—if an interpreter were present.  The fact that most men bellow “NO!” when asked, “You’re mad, aren’t you?” is proof that a Berlitz course on reading his silences would sell out in no time.

It’s always “the little things” that get the ball rolling: He didn’t tell you your mother called.  You took too long to get ready.  He left the toilet seat up—again!

“Honey, how many times does his have to happen?” I sigh as I slam the seat back down.

Defensively, he’ll answer, “As long as you squeeze the toothpaste from the middle.”

“What does one thing have to do with another?”

“A lot.  You have your bad habits too.”

“That may be true, but you have more than me!  It doesn’t bother me that you’re cruel,smelly, and obnoxious.  That fact that you chew with your mouth open has never been a problem.  But I have to draw the line somewhere.  The toilet seat is it!”

“Yeah, sez who?”

“Sez me, that’s who!”

“Nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, NYAH!”

“Huh? Oh, that’s so mature,” I taunt him.

“If you want mature, just look in the mirror,” he retorts.

Touché. (Hey, ya gotta admire his negotiation skills…)

I don’t see a Nobel Peace Prize anywhere in our future, but I’ll settle for a couple of make-up kisses.

Breakin' up to make up,

Josie

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3. All answers must be recieved no later than MIDNIGHT, Pacific Time, on my book's launch date, on TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 21, 2006. Include your name and address, of course.

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UPCOMING EVENTS FOR JOSIE BROWN'S
IMPOSSIBLY TONGUE-TIED:

Hollywood
Saturday, November 18, 2006, 1pm

BARNES & NOBLE / Burbank, CA
731 North San Fernando Blvd (Media Mall), Burbank 91502
This is a free event!

Naughty cops. Sizzling sex.
Celebrity scandal. These two books make ideal stocking stuffers for the
reader who appreciates a hot read during the holidays. Hear authors Josie Brown (IMPOSSIBLY TONGUE-TIED) and Karin Tabke (GOOD GIRL GONE BAD) read from their books. For more information, call 818-558-1383.

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Thursday, November 30, 2006, 6:30pm

BORDERS EXPRESS/ Santa Clara, CA
731 Valley Fair Mall,
2855 Stevens Creek Blvd. Santa Clara, CA 95050
 
This is a free event!

Hear Josie read from IMPOSSIBLY TONGUE-TIED. Joining her is Karin Tabke (GOOD GIRL GONE BAD), Jasmine Haynes (OPEN INVITATION), and Jami Alden (DELICIOUS). For more information, call 408-249-1728.


Cravepartysf_1
Tuesday, December 12, 2006, 5-9pm

CRAVE PARTY SAN FRANCISCO!
War Memorial Opera House, 401 Van Ness Avenue, San Francisco, CA

Ticket PRICE: $15

The ultimate pre-holiday shopping party! Crave Party San Francisco
brings together San Francisco's trendiest boutiques. You'll find all
the latest fashions, fab accessories, trinkets and potions–all in one
location! Have a make-over, a chichi cocktail, and a relaxing massage,
while you pick up your stocking stuffers (including extra copies of
Josie Brown's IMPOSSIBLY TONGUE-TIED) at this exclusive glam-gal gathering. Other authors attending are Karin Tabke (GOOD GIRL GONE BAD) and Jennifer Skully (OPEN INVITATION), so join us, and get a jump on Santa, with your shopping!

Gggb_cover_art_1
Friday, December 15, 2006, 6pm

Barnes & Noble / Antioch, CA
5709 Lone Tree Way, Antioch,CA 94531. 925-978-1031

Naughty
cops. Sizzling sex. Celebrity scandal. These two books make ideal
stocking stuffers for the reader who appreciates a hot haute read
during the holidays. Hear authors Josie Brown (IMPOSSIBLY TONGUE-TIED)
and Karin Tabke (GOOD GIRL GONE BAD) read from their books.

Sit on THIS…

Housewifetea

(Posted 8:58 AM PST, November 1, 2006)

I SO hate going furniture shopping with Martin. Frankly, if it were up to him, we'd be sitting on tree stumps —

In front of a Samsung Hi-Def 40-inch flat-panel LCD HDTV, of course.

(And men wonder how they gotten the rep for being Neanderthals?)

But the ratty old couch in the media room has now been tossed, and I refuse to take a chainsaw to the live oak in the back yard, so yeah, he had to come along to look at sofas and chairs….

You would have thought I'd asked him to visit a proctologist.

He wasn't to eager for leather, my first choice. The space could really use a sectional.

Then again, wouldn't a couple (or three, or four) of those nice, comfy loungers do just as well, if not better?

Not at a couple of thou a piece, they won't.  No one should have to mortage their house in order to furnish one room in it.

But let's face it: In today's society, you are what you sit on.

Take Goldie Locks, for example. When it came down to it, size really had nothing to do with her game of musical chairs. Taste, on the other hand, was the determining factor in Goldie’s decision to park it in Baby Bear’s rocker:—unlike Papa Bear’s Sears special and Mama Bear’s white wicker, Baby’s was a fabulous Beidermeier knock-off.

This is the same reason Ralph Lauren drapes his models on brocaded chaise lounges and fur rugs: who would buy a $1200 cashmere suit after seeing it on some skinny witch sprawled on a bean bag?

Why do women enjoy roaming through furniture showrooms and designer showcases? Because how we furnish our homes is the first step we take in creating our ideal fantasy world, our grown-up version of Barbie's Dream House.

These fantasies began on our parents’ living room couches. There, during those first awkward, heated kisses on the nervous boy next door, we accidently  left lipstick marks on our mothers’ sofa pillows. Cable operators’ may be dismayed to learn that the couch was truly the first piece of interactive furniture in our living rooms).

The dream continued with our very first apartments, where our furnishings changed with our evolving tastes: out went the papasan chair, in went the Herman Miller; we traded our futon for a Michel Ducaroy classic, our lava lamps for flu wall sconces.

Mission (style) accomplished, we thought we’d live happily ever after.

Then we got married, and fantasy collided with the reality of our beloved’s green plaid Herculon Barcalounger.

Today we go into furniture stores, dragging our darlings kicking and screaming behind us. Does he care that we now have a choice of either down-filled or foam cushions? Of course not.  Does he care that we can get the new couch treated with the latest high-tech stain resistant? Get real. Or that Streamline furniture is making a comeback? Hardly.

To the man in your life, a sectional by any other name will feel as lumpy once his 190 pounds go horizontal and break it in during the  football season.

We would all like to believe that a woman’s home is her castle. By way of example, consider this: Snow White might have moved in with the Seven Dwarfs to save her life, but she moved out to save her sanity. The thought of living with seven Barcaloungers was just too much to bear; sure, Prince Charming might have owned one too, but all Snow White would have had to say is, “Honey, it clashes too much with that new suit of armor I just bought you. Let’s put it in the dungeon for now…”

Pity the poor prisoners.

Sittin' pretty,

Josie

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3. All answers must be recieved no later than MIDNIGHT, Pacific Time, on my book's launch date, on TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 21, 2006. Include your name and address, of course.

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UPCOMING EVENTS FOR JOSIE BROWN'S
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Hollywood
Saturday, November 18, 2006, 1pm

BARNES & NOBLE / Burbank, CA
731 North San Fernando Blvd (Media Mall), Burbank 91502
This is a free event!

Naughty cops. Sizzling sex.
Celebrity scandal. These two books make ideal stocking stuffers for the
reader who appreciates a hot read during the holidays. Hear authors Josie Brown (IMPOSSIBLY TONGUE-TIED) and Karin Tabke (GOOD GIRL GONE BAD) read from their books. For more information, call 818-558-1383.

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Thursday, November 30, 2006, 6:30pm

BORDERS EXPRESS/ Santa Clara, CA
731 Valley Fair Mall,
2855 Stevens Creek Blvd. Santa Clara, CA 95050
 
This is a free event!

Hear Josie read from IMPOSSIBLY TONGUE-TIED. Joining her are Karin Tabke (GOOD GIRL GONE BAD), Jasmine Haynes (OPEN INVITATION) and Jami Alden (DELICIOUS).  For more information, call 408-249-1728.


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Tuesday, December 12, 2006, 5-9pm

CRAVE PARTY SAN FRANCISCO!
War Memorial Opera House, 401 Van Ness Avenue, San Francisco, CA

Ticket PRICE: $15

The ultimate pre-holiday shopping party! Crave Party San Francisco
brings together San Francisco's trendiest boutiques. You'll find all
the latest fashions, fab accessories, trinkets and potions–all in one
location! Have a make-over, a chichi cocktail, and a relaxing massage,
while you pick up your stocking stuffers (including extra copies of
Josie Brown's IMPOSSIBLY TONGUE-TIED) at this exclusive glam-gal gathering. Other authors attending are Karin Tabke (GOOD GIRL GONE BAD) and Jennifer Skully (OPEN INVITATION), so join us, and get a jump on Santa, with your shopping!

 

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Friday, December 15, 2006, 6pm

Barnes & Noble / Antioch, CA
5709 Lone Tree Way, Antioch,CA 94531. 925-978-1031

Naughty
cops. Sizzling sex. Celebrity scandal. These two books make ideal
stocking stuffers for the reader who appreciates a hot haute read
during the holidays. Hear authors Josie Brown (IMPOSSIBLY TONGUE-TIED)
and Karin Tabke (GOOD GIRL GONE BAD) read from their books.