Scott Kessman

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Scott Michael Kessman currently resides in Long Island, New York, wherehe lives happily with his beautiful wife and two annoying cats.

He hasalways been a writer, since the days of early childhood, when he wasfirst able to put his dreams into words. Scott has toiled as a graphicartist for many years, seeing fit to labor away at a multitude of shortstories and longer story ideas, with the idea in mind that he would oneday publish a collection.

It was not until recently that he began workon The Tales of Tanglewood, and everything has changed. The Tales ofTanglewood is not just a story. It is the culmination of many yearsworth of dreams. It is a wish upon a star, glowing brightly in themidnight sky. It is a childhood fantasy of wonder and magic brought tolife.

Partially inspired by his love for fantasy and folklore, and alsothe love for his wife, whose ideas contributed much to the story, Scotthopes that anyone who reads it can feel the same magic he felt whenwriting it.

He loves the woods. He loves Ireland. He writes. He draws.He cooks. He loves his wife. He enjoys the little things in life.

Stripthe world of contemporary shopping malls and mind-dulling technology,and you will find the world a magical place to be.

A Shadow in Yucatan

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A mythical jewel of a story… A true story told on a beach in Yucatan, A Shadow tells Stephanie's story but it was also the story of the golden time. Its nostalgia sings like cicadas in the heat.An American ‘Under Milkwood’, this distilled novel of the Sixties evokes the sounds, music and optimism on the free-wheelin streets and parks of Coconut Grove. You can hear Bob Dylan still strumming acoustic; smoke a joint with Fred Neil; and Everybody’s Talkin is carried on the wind.Stephanie, a young hairdresser living in lodgings finds herself pregnant. Refused help from her hard Catholic mother in New York, unable to abort her baby, she accepts the kindness of Miriam, her Jewish landlady, whose own barren life spills into compassionate assistance for the daughter she never had.The poignancy of its ending, its generosity and acceptance, echoes the bitter disappointment of those of us who hoped for so much more, but who remember its joy, and its promise, as though untarnished by time.