Not a Blueprint: It's the Shoe Prints That Matter

Parenting & Relationships

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Synopsis

Symbolizing a Journey ─ Learning Lessons ─ Letting Go ─ and Gaining Insight . . . tools that lead to relationships. Relationships are formed with people, alcohol, animals, battlefields, diseases, drugs, environments, and even our emotions. Whether toxic or nontoxic they’re an integral part of daily living. Follow Author Nina Norstrom through the journey as she peels off those toxic relationships. The story takes you through the experiences of grief, pain, trauma, and forgiveness. The story weaves lies with love, betrayal with deception and drama with murder. As the shoe prints are molded in and out of a variety of unhealthy relationships, they’ll leave behind a blazing trail of lessons. Teaching an ultimate lesson for the meaning of relationships, that builds honesty and compassion. The story in its raw image projects a remarkable voice to the heroic fight and bravery gained when striking back to wipe out the toxicity of deadly relationships. Through its reading, you will discover the importance that life brings many challenges, and that each challenge provides lessons to be learned. Inside the Excerpts, are sneak previews of what's bubbling: Preorders are available for April 5, 2016 DETAILS ABOUT THE JOURNEY Why is the topic so important? What we do in our everyday experiences brings about important life lessons. We’re living inside the topic each day we inhale anew breathe. In These days and times, toxicity has settled in the environment. Just think about it: every day we wake up we’re on the battlefield fighting a war. And just feeling where there’s: good against evil; sons against fathers; daughters against mothers; nations against nations; drugs against diseases; and the list goes on and on.

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Author Biography

As an award-winning author, Not a Blueprint: It’s the Shoe Prints that Matter is a @bookexcellence Award Finalist! Check it out here: www.bookexcellenceawards.com Over three decades, Norstrom has unmasked the levels of relationships: pain; abuse; emotions, diseases; work environments; trauma; and its poison of unforgiveness. In the artistic world, it is those literary creations that demonstrate a measure of personal growth that magnifies those hurdles conquered - from darkness to survival, even her release from incarceration. While growing and blossoming, she has maintained a healthier lifestyle . . . staying free of unhealthy relationships. Through her experiences, Norstrom has encountered a complete metamorphosis ─ releasing one identity for another. Living inside this transitional lifestyle she states, “I see myself as that long-blooming, rich flower waiting to attract those butterflies. It is there, I’ve come full circle having realized the dangerous effects of toxicity."

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Author Insight

Ole' School . . . Back in the Day

Ole school popping and rocking in the house, shucks I was all on the scene. You didn’t know I was a groupie back in the day, huh? Well, that’s what I was labeled. And those were the days . . . then music was popping and rocking. From the ole school music, a lot of lovers found their mate and got their groove on. Listening to those sweet and gentle lyrics, you couldn’t help but make a love connection. The 70’s was oh so sweet and loving. To this day, I still embrace those ole school tunes. How about you? But I must confess: I’m no longer considered a groupie. Plus, it’s way too toxic to hang out at those bars. Times have surely changed. Don't you think, so? There's lots more behind those pages. Don't believe me, check it out!

Book Excerpt

Not a Blueprint: It's the Shoe Prints That Matter

Once I started dating, I met this fellow, Marcus Whiting. Marcus was clean-shaven and stood five foot six, weighed around 175 pounds, and kept his hair in a short fade. He was a groovy kinda guy and the lead singer of a rock group. His band played regularly at the Pumpkin Room, a lounge on the corner of 71st and Jeffery. Back then, this was the hangout where all the happenings were. He’d always come onstage wearing his black, gold, and red scarf wrapped around his head in a bandanna style. Whenever Marcus sang, he swayed seductively. His performances were out of this world, which was what attracted me to him. Even when I heard they were playing out of state, I was right there to listen to the band. Mom would babysit, and I had my little red 1972 Nova to get around in.

There was one time I asked Peaches, “Want to take a road trip to Saginaw, Michigan? It’s only 450 miles, and we can pull an all-nighter.” Peaches eagerly replied, “Why not? That sounds like fun.” When we arrived, our faces were already familiar. Some of the band members called us “groupies.” When the band took a break, Marcus approached us and asked, “Can I buy you two a drink? How about you lovely ladies meet us backstage?” “We’ll think about that.” I blushed, looking down to hide my cheeks. All the time we talked, I felt a warm rush passing through my body.

Not a Blueprint: It's the Shoe Prints That Matter

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Nina Norstrom

Not a Blueprint: It's the Shoe Prints That Matter

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Author Biography

Author Insight

Ole' School . . . Back in the Day

Book Excerpt

Not a Blueprint: It's the Shoe Prints That Matter

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