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Library Journal declares Saffron Dreams as a forthcoming first novel

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A nice plug from Library Journal again, this time with a starred list. Look online to get your “2009 books to read” list

A Lush Spring
By Barbara Hoffert — Library Journal, 3/15/2009

Thousands of novels are published each year, some of them debuts that promise to be fresh, fun, and maybe even the work of our next John Grisham or Marcel Proust. That’s why LJ lists a wide-ranging selection of forthcoming first novels each season. This season, we are doing something different. While for programming purposes we will continue listing an author’s state or country, we are grouping the books as a whole by type. Where available, we are quoting from the LJ review and indicating books starred in the magazine.

LITERARY
Shaila Abdullah. Saffron Dreams. Modern History. Feb. (Texas) “A remarkable, inevitably hopeful glimpse into the daily life of Muslim [women] living in America.” (LJ 2/1/09)
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Blog Tour Stop 10: A Day of Reviews

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Two fabulous reviews from two great reviewers. Please visit the sites below and post comments.

A Garden Carried in Your Pocket (Review Excerpt)
by Jenclair

This is a quiet book about loss and grief, about hope and commitment, about cultural differences, and about our common humanity. It is, above all, a success story in the sense that living, in spite of all its difficulties, is a worthy challenge.

Saffron Dreams addresses many serious problems (death of a loved one, prejudice, cultural differences, caring for a child with disabilities, and more), but in such a manner that allows us to see the ways human beings triumph over circumstances wrenched from their control and gradually find ways to re-adjust their dreams and move forward.

A beautifully written narrative that looks at the aftermath of Sept. 11 with a slightly different perspective, the book unfolds and blossoms with an unexpected tenderness while never denying the the myriad effects of tragedy.
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Reader Views (Review Excerpt)
by Olivera Baumgartner-Jackson

There are books that are beautiful simply because they are so positive and pleasant. And there are those that manage to be beautiful in spite of the pain and the suffering and the heartbreak contained within. Shaila Abdullah’s “Saffron Dreams” is both. Her writing is mesmerizing. On one hand it feels like a classically cut diamond – precise, sparkling, blindingly beautiful, but also incredibly sharp. On the other hand her writing reminds me of a dish I’ve often had traveling in India – a thali. Yes, I am very well aware of the fact that the author is Pakistani and not Indian, but many of the foods she mentioned in the book reminded me a lot of India, and that is probably why I thought of thali. Thali is usually a round metal tray with many compartments, each containing a different item, such as rice, dhal, different vegetables and curries, chutney, yoghurt and something sweet to finish. Each of those items complements or contrasts the others to perfection, and together they are some of the best food I’ve ever tasted. This is the way I feel about “Saffron Dreams.” It was comforting, it was funny, it was spicy; and then heartbreaking, full of despair, filled with hope, amazingly fresh and vibrant and satisfying. Following Arissa’s story makes the reader realize how little most of us know and understand the world of Muslims, and how incredibly wrong so many of our perceptions are.
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Publishers Weekly Blog Anniversary Celebration with Barbara Vey

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Barbara Vey of Beyond Her Book–A Publishers Weekly Blog-is celebrating her 2nd anniversary writing that blog. For the March 13 giveaway, I have offered a signed copy of Saffron Dreams along with a downloadable recipe book, A Taste of Saffron and excerpt of my 2005 collection of short stories, Beyond the Cayenne Wall.

Please send out a message to your loops, blogs and Twitter to let everyone know about the chance to win something. There are many prizes for just commenting. Visit
http://www.publishersweekly.com/blog/880000288/post/1340041734.html

Blog Tour Stop 9: RebeccasReads

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In the book review world, who hasn’t heard of RebeccasReads? They provide a wonderful environment in which book lovers can learn about new and exciting books. Sandie Kirkland of RebeccasReads reviewed Saffron Dreams and offered her thoughts. Here is an excerpt with link to full posting:

“Saffron Dreams is a compelling look into another culture and into how we each can build the life we were meant to live. The writing is lyrical and pulls the reader along quickly. One focus I found interesting was looking at the tragedy of 9-11 through the eyes of an American immigrant. The thread of Muslim beliefs in a modern world, and how women especially balance ancient and modern traditions, is a fresh, different viewpoint. Finally, the self-affirmation that we can handle whatever life throws at us is valuable. I enjoyed this book and will recommend it to others.”
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Blog Tour Stop 8: Book Stacks

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This one was a fun piece to do. I was asked to guest post at Book Stacks about books, writing and life. Here’s a short excerpt of that posting with link to full text:

I am a fool, a heartbroken lover, a goddess of inner beauty and outer glow. I am balanced, I am tipsy. I am and then I am not.

On paper and in my mind’s eye, I am this and much more.

I am inside the plot. It thickens and thins out. It pulsates, it throbs. It weakens, it strengthens.

My fingers have a life of their own as they type. I am amazed at what appears on the screen in front of me. I am giddy with the power that words give me.

I seek refuge in the magic of the written word. I type with two fingers because I never learned to type. For the initial twenty-three years of my life in Karachi, computers and typewriters had no presence. I can still type with a certain speed, my gaze fixed not on the screen but on the keyboard. In the early part of my writing career, I went through draft after draft written in long hand. When inspiration hit, I hid in a corner and wrote furiously. I was fourteen then.

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