People have been talking about placing novels on the Internet. What do you think about it? Here is the beginning of a copyrighted and published novel for young adults ages 10-17. Read the first couple of pages and you tell me if you would rather read it on the Internet or in print form. I would like your comments. It starts:

The Journey Begins

“Timeout!” Jasper threw himself onto his bed. “I hate timeout!” He shouted while burying his head in his pillow. “I’m always the one who gets timeout! Buster never gets sent to his room. I think Mom likes him better than me. I’m seven years old. I’m not as young as he always treats me!” The pillow muffled his yells so he wouldn’t get in more trouble, but he quickly found it hard to breathe. Rolling over, he looked around his room. The fleet of models that decorated his room looked crisp and invincible, but they didn’t seem to care about his plight.

Reaching out, he pulled one of his favorite models off the shelf. It was a miniature Star Screamer that his father had given him only a few weeks ago. He had been really excited because it was a bigger model than the ones he had seen in the commercial center in town. It was about ten inches long with more details than his previous ones. It was surprisingly lightweight for its size, and if you touched a spot on the underbelly of the ship, the main bay doors would snap open. It had come with a small transport that could fit in the main bay, but it wasn’t in there now. Buster probably stole it, he thought to himself.

Right now, nothing would have made Jasper feel better than to see Buster grounded to his room for a week. Jasper ran his fingers over the sleek silver ship and swooshed it over his head a few times, wondering what it would take to have a different life than the one he had. Where they lived made it hard to have friends, and his best friend, Johnny, had moved away yesterday. Now he only had his brother and sister to play with, and there was no way he wanted to play with his brother. He and Buster didn’t always see things the same way.

“Now I won’t have any friends at all,” Jasper whispered to himself.
Today he was really feeling the pain of his loss. When his parents had moved out to the countryside, the idea of having lots of trees and grass seemed exciting. The only other family that lived within walking distance was Johnny’s. They had a small farm about a mile away. Jasper had met Johnny on the first morning he had walked out to the transport to go to school. Johnny had smiled at him with a face full of freckles, and the two boys became instant friends.

Living away from the city had seemed an adventure with Johnny. The two of them had their own secret world away from the other kids at school. Now he felt alone.

I wish Johnny’s father didn’t get a job transfer to the other planet. I’m going to miss him, he thought while he put the model back on the shelf. Johnny told him they would be moving closer to a military base. “He’ll be seeing the real thing. Star Screamers and Galaxy Creepers,” whispered Jasper.

Going back to his bed, he stared at the ceiling. Jasper threw his arm up over his eyes, trying not to cry. I miss my friend. I’ll never find anyone like Johnny, thought Jasper as a few tears escaped the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly he heard a strange voice whisper in his ear, “JASPER, I NEED YOU.”
Jasper sat up with a start, expecting to see someone in the room. There was no one. I must have imagined it, he thought, as he wiped his last tear with his sleeve. Dismissing the voice, Jasper allowed himself to fall onto his pillow.

When he put his arms over his eyes, he heard, “JASPER, I NEED YOU! HURRY! COME TO ME.”
This time Jasper jumped from his bed and called out. “Who are you?”
“A FRIEND,” the voice answered hypnotically. “I NEED YOU. I’M IN TROUBLE.”
“Where are you?” asked Jasper.
“I’M OUTSIDE. COME TO ME NOW. HURRY.”

Jasper ran to the window and plopped knee-first on the cushions and small pillows that were in the window seat. As he did, he felt his knee hit something hard. Jasper reached down and moved the pillows. He found his galactic atlas. He had left it there after giving up on his homework about the history of the Ellisarius Galaxy. Jasper picked up the book and tossed it to the floor. Rubbing his knee, he looked back out the window, searching for something.

It all seemed the same. They had a backyard with the meadow right behind it. He saw no one outside, so where did the voice come from? He surveyed the grove of trees that were behind the meadow and they stretched off into the distance.

The grove was the place Johnny and he had spent hours making up adventures about alien planets, moons and galaxies. Jasper was very familiar with the meadow and the grove, being it was their secret place to play. To see them, Jasper’s heart ached, and his anger flared in retaliation. He hated the meadow now. Clenching his fist, he thought, Why should I get timeout for being angry, anyway? No one cares that Johnny is gone.

Jasper was about to leave but decided to search the whole area behind his house again. Standing, he felt confused and embarrassed.  I’m hearing voices, he surmised. Jasper stepped back to leave when something caught his eye. Quickly, he leaped onto the pillows and pressed his nose up against the window.

Out of the sky came a flying object with fire and smoke shooting out the back. Jasper watched it plunge across his view, eclipsing the planet Suzair’s two moons. He gasped as he realized that the strange fireball was going to crash into or behind his grove of trees.

He held his breath as the burning object disappeared behind the grove. Plumes of dust and dirt from the impact rose high into the air. It had definitely been a ship. Jasper waited to see if the trees caught on fire. It was then he heard the voice again.

“JASPER, HURRY TO THE TREES. THEY ARE COMING! I NEED YOU NOW.”

Jasper was frozen, mesmerized by the scene. “JASPER!” Suddenly, the voice became his world. He felt consumed by peace and reassurance, and he knew that he had to move immediately.
He ran to his door, leaving the room. Swiftly, he moved down the stairs to the main floor and bolted for the back door, not giving a second thought to the fact that his mother, in the kitchen, would surely see him. At that moment, he didn’t care. Everything around him seemed to be blocked from his mind.

As luck would have it, he shot past her just as she opened up the door to the refrigerated pantry. As she dug around for something cold to drink for lunch, she happened to move a container that made a loud scraping sound. She never even heard her youngest son run through the kitchen and out the back door.
Outside the house, he knew instinctively where he was going and what he had to do. Keeping his eyes fixed on the smoke that was swirling behind the trees up into the sky, he entered the meadow.

Buster exited the shed in time to see Jasper cross the backyard. He seemed a little surprised to see his brother but said nothing. Buster figured Jasper had sweet-talked his mother into ending the timeout early. It never occurred to Buster that Jasper was outside without permission.

Now Jasper was out in the meadow. He searched for rocks and the stream that ran through the meadow. Jasper found the flow of water meandering in its shallow bed and stopped. He tried to slow his ragged breathing as he searched for his favorite place to leap across the water. The stream was not very wide at this place, but it was deceptively deep. He made the jump and was caught by a blinding white light. The glow totally surrounded and blocked his view.

“JASPER!” came the voice again. He heard, “THERE IS A WHITE STONE AT YOUR FEET. DO NOT STEP ON IT, BUT PICK IT UP. IT WILL PROTECT YOU FROM OUR ENEMIES.”

The light dissipated and he blinked a couple of times as a white Stone came into view. Without thought, he picked it up and slipped it into his pocket. Then he heard the voice urge him forward towards the grove of trees. For some reason, he felt that he would be safe there. Danger was starting to fill his heart.

With no memory of the white Stone, Jasper ran into the grove of trees. There, he stopped to catch his breath. Finding himself tired, Jasper leaned against a nearby tree, listening to his beloved grove of trees.
There’s something different, thought Jasper as his breathing became regular.

In the past, the trees housed a numerous amount of birds that at times seemed too noisy. Today there was total silence. It was so quiet he could almost hear his heart beating.

After a few deep breaths, he felt drawn to the crash site. He wanted to see for himself a spaceship. Leaving the tree, Jasper heard a twig snap behind him. Whirling around, he found himself alone. Slowly, he resumed walking. Again, he heard leaves crunching underneath someone’s feet behind him. Before he whirled around to see what caused the noise, Jasper felt a hand around his mouth. Then he felt someone’s body against his as he was jerked quickly over to a nearby tree.

Before he could comprehend what was happening to him, a cloak covered him. He felt someone’s body against his, pressing him against the tree trunk.

Here you go. This is about as much as you get into a blog page. Would you like to wait for the a next installment or would you prefer to just purchase the book. Click on the survery at the top of page. From you answers, I will continue or not having daily five pages. That is about what you can get on a blog page. Or you can purchase the book called, Stones’ Quest: In Search of its Master, here at this link for $19.95 + shipping. Also, you can leave me a comment.

I really want to know what you all think. Is the Internet the best place to hold a seminar? Is Google a good place to advertise for it? Would you rather hear about it from a news outlet? Does the Internet really work or is there a better form of media?

I dearly want to know what you think about these questions. Would you take a short survey and answer them? Before you do, let me tell you why I’m asking for your opinion. When I was four, I used to be so very happy. Then one day, someone came to the house and told us that our mother was dead. My father left the family, saying that no one wanted us. Shortly thereafter, I was split up from my siblings.

At the age of five, I fell into a deep depression, praying every time I went to bed that I would stop breathing. I wanted to leave this world. The Savior brought miracles in my life that kept me alive.

In the bible, it says all things are possible through Him. As an adult, I was in a safe, loving environment. Yet every morning, I woke up in fear. It never seemed to want to leave me.

I desired to be free of this prison. I didn’t trust people and I was so hurt from being betrayed. The word family was a bitter word to me. I had so much pain associated with it. It was hard for me to feel comfortable with my husband’s family because I didn’t trust people.

In my twenties, something happened that changed my life forever. For a split moment, as I felt the Savior’s arms around me, I saw the scars of emotional abuse that was inside of me. For that split moment, I felt His love for me. My spirit was so starved for love. I couldn’t feel anyone’s love because I had so many deep emotional scars.

After that moment, I became obsessed to learn how to remove the damage. I knew in my heart it was possible. I’m here today to say I have achieved my goal.

I do not wake up in the morning feeling blind fear. It took me until I was a first-time grandmother to do it. The reason it took me so long is because when I found something that worked, I wanted to know why it worked. What laws governed it that made it work? After I learned the laws, I watched it in other people’s lives. When I saw they received the same results, I knew I had found a true principle.

After ten years of being free, I became tired of watching strangers suffer. What I learned wasn’t something that I could explain in just a few moments, so I decided to write books on the subject. People were so taken by the possibilities that they have asked me to teach seminars.

Locally, I did. They wanted more information and I had it. I was so taken by how much I had learned over the years. I have a powerful testimony of prayer. It helped me to learn.

Today, I can permanently remove the scars from someone else’s life, even when they are victims of violent crimes. I had a lady come to me regarding a family member. They were terrified of being in a room with closed doors.

When they went to church, they had to sit next to the door with their hand on it. Something terrifying happened to them as a child and this blind fear wasn’t going away with age.

After spending an hour with me, the fear is permanently gone. They are free to enjoy life and not deal with ghosts from the past. I’m so grateful for my past, because it allowed me to free others from a prison of pain and fear. This is why I’m asking these questions. People who know me and those I have worked with want a seminar. I thought it might be great to have it online. Do you think it would work? Would you please take a survey? Click here.

Lately, we had the manufacturers of outdoor equipment hold a show in our city. They paid for a poll that the news reported on. The poll asked teenagers across the nation what outdoor equipment they liked or were interested in the most. The outdoor equipment folks were shocked by the answers to their questions, which caused our local news to report it.

Teenagers weren’t interested in anything that had to do with outdoors. They would rather watch other people enjoy it on the Internet. This is helpful since Yellowstone just put “Old Faithful” on the Internet. You can see eruptions from your computer. Since, I’ve seen “Old Faithful” erupt in person numerous times. The mist on your face and feeling the power of the geyser really adds to the experience.

My next story is dedicated to those people who would rather enjoy the outdoors on the Internet. Since, we all know that breathing deeply releases stress from our bodies. I request you take some deep breaths now and during the story. So you can benefit from the exercise and adventure that I’m about to tell you.

This story takes place on a twenty-eight thousand acre island that sits in the middle of the Great Salt Lake. The largest salt-water lake in the world and it’s only thirty minutes from downtown Salt Lake City. Our mountains are close by, you can reach them from fifteen to thirty minutes from downtown. The time depends on where you are going.

On Antelope Island, you can bike, camp, hike or do my favorite, horseback riding. We share the island with approx. 550-700 bison or buffalo, as I like to call them. When you are on the trails, you can see coyotes, mule deer, prong horned antelope, bobcats , badgers, porcupines and jack rabbits. The animals I see the most are buffalo and jackrabbits. Winter, late fall and early spring is the best time to ride on the island. The summers are too hot and we would rather ride in the mountains where it is cool.

What I like about the island, there is no civilization on it. You feel like you are back in the old west. There is one bird species on the island that I dearly love. The meadowlark is there abundantly. In the spring, you can hear them all around you singing back and forth to each other. They are my favorite songbird.

One day, my husband and our neighbor were riding horses on the island. They were following the trails like they were requested to do. This day, the trail they were on went along the edge of the shores. The water was still and blue. Then the trail left the shores and headed up the side of a tall hill. They were reaching the top when they encountered a lone buffalo bull all by himself.

As they passed him, my husband pulled out his camera to take a picture. Before he could take it, the bull charged them. Somehow, he held onto the camera but lost his cowboy hat.  His horse, Socks,  bolted down the path with our neighbor following him. They hadn’t gone far when the bull stopped chasing them. Our neighbor had been riding on the island for ten years and he had never had a buffalo bother him. So he decided to go back for my husband’s hat.

When he reached the hat, Jay got off his horse and picked it up. The bull decided that he wanted the hat. He charged them. Jay jumped on his horse with the hat and off at a full gallop. Touchy, his horse, was fast. It became a race and the bull was gaining. Now, we understand why our ancestors wrote in their journals that it was dangerous to hunt them. They can ran fast or faster than a horse.

They have a strange shape and you wouldn’t think they could move fast because of it. It didn’t take the bull long to have his head in the tail of Jay’s horse. Before he rammed his horse, the bull just stopped.

What a memorable ride. I hope you were breathing deeply so you get the advantages of the exercise and relieve some stress. It’s great to get out and take a deep breath of fresh air. it really has a great affect on us.

The next time, you need to relax and you can’t go on a ride, hike, or walk. Close your eyes and take in a deep breath. It will relieve stress and it might help you get through the day a little healthier and easier. Have a great day!