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The Japanese Masseuse | Bee Yourself
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Women Write the War. A Social Media Reality Fiction. Now – what is that all about? I’m a writer/ storyteller and it all starts all from my Facebook page, Bee Pedersen author. I write traditional books, e-books and screenplays. Recently I started something new I personally haven’t seen before – I write Social Media Reality Fiction. I know an Oxymoron. Let me explain. The blog Bee Yourself. Https:/ beepedersen.wordpress.com/. The Facebook Bee Pedersen – Author page. Let me know what you think. And you will...
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Promises About Bee Pedersen
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Born in Copenhagen, Denmark, Bee Pedersen, former CEO, architect and world traveler, now spends most of her time weaving her observations and life experiences into screen plays, short stories and novels. Bee Pedersen's first American published book. Was published 2003,. Women Write the War. Ished in 2004, and she now present us with the suspense novel. Bee Pedersen was awarded her master’s degree in architecture from the Royal Danish Academy of Art. Bee Pedersen received. Bee Pedersen now lives in Austin...
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Bee Yourself | -The toughest challenge you will ever face- | Page 2
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Women Write the War. Newer posts →. September 11, 2011 · 6:21 pm. The Japanese Masseuse Chapter 42. Helene Ballings (Gary Kent’s girlfriend). Ivy Kim (Detective, Austin Police Department). Debbie and Hayden Olander (Neighbor). Gena and Katherine Foster (Gary Kent’s neighbors). Craig and Victoria Mooney (Ivy Kim’s ex-husband and step-daughter). David and Amy Brosette (David accused for killing his wife Amy). Gary Kent (Actor, producer, director). Big Rosa (Gary Kent’s dog). Beast (Ivy Kim’s turtle). Not s...
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The Forty-Fitters | Bee Yourself
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Women Write the War. The Fitter Club is our place, we the bewildered group of unofficially unemployed, self-searching men and women. Especially us, the strong and naturally beautiful women close to and above the alarming and at the same time magic forty years. If not every morning, then almost every morning we meet, talk and exercise. We are determined to keep ahead of our age, which is sneaking up on us. We share our dreams, thoughts and especially our expectations for the future. We undress and strip i...
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War in Iraq, Women Write the War About Bee Pedersen
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Order Women Write the War. Order Women Write the War. Women Write the War. Order Women Write the War. Order Women Write the War. Born in Copenhagen, Denmark, Bee Pedersen, former CEO, architect and world traveler, now spends most of her time weaving her observations and life experiences into screen plays, short stories and novels. Bee Pedersen's first American published book. Was published 2003,. Women Write the War. Ished in 2004, and she now present us with the suspense novel Promises. Her Bachelor of ...
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Women Write the War | Bee Yourself
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Women Write the War. Women Write the War. Women Write the War. Bee Pedersen’s 19-year-old son Kevin, from the 4th Infantry Division, Fort Hood, Texas, was deployed to Iraq in early April 2003. Bee Pedersen, a native of Denmark, lives in Austin, Texas, with her husband, sons, and two dogs. E know it’s coming. We have known it for quite a while. My son is going to war…! I repeat it to myself, not believing the words leaving my mouth… My son is going to war! See you soon…! I never say ‘goodbye,’ because the...
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Promises | Bee Yourself
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Women Write the War. It was almost midnight. The imperious full moon towered in the winter-cold darkness. An almost-woolen sky created an intense feeling of something unpredictable and bloodcurdling. A few lost stars, far from each other, were strong enough to transmit their waves of light through the solid layer of darkness and create a mental picture of hope. I’m cold. The little girl pulled at her mother’s coat. I wanna go home! The little girl continued, only to be shushed by her mother. I don’t know...
