R. L. Copple

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How to Enjoy a Fun Vacation on a Budget!

Does your job make you want to say, "Beam me up, Scotty?" Do you keep staring out your window, praying to see the Doctor's blue police box materializing on your front lawn to zip you away to new and old worlds? Would Chewbacca and Han Solo's faces appearing at your door be a welcome sight? Then you don't need a mere vacation. You need an extraordinary vacation!

"But I don't have much money!" I hear you saying. "I can't afford to leave my pressing responsibilities behind." But what if I told you that you could take that extraordinary vacation, it wouldn't cost you more than a few dollars, and you'd physically never leave the house?

You guessed it. Your get away from the mundane world, to spend hours of glorious fun in another world, awaits you in an exciting book. Once you find yourself in another world, on an adventure like no other, your mind will be far away from your day-to-day world. You will literally be on vacation for less than $10.

Your mental health may depend on reading fiction books.

Reading fiction has been shown to:

Do you want to get away on a small budget? Reading an enjoyable book will do the trick. But where to start? There are certainly a lot of great books and authors out there. But I know the books you'll find here will provide the entertaining vacation you're looking for.

My name is R. L. Copple. I have written several fun science ficton and fanasy novels that will accomplish the above benefits. To start your vacation, visit my author store, or browse my published page, which includes samples and links to find them at Amazon and other online retailers.

Thank you for dropping by. Now, grab a copy and go enjoy your vacation. You deserve it!

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Dream Births

Mon, 03 Apr 2017
TF-8"?> R. L. Copple's Blog » Writing News http://blog.rlcopple.com These are a few of my favorite things... Wed, 05 Apr 2017 04:33:47 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.3 Dream Births http://blog.rlcopple.com/?p=1216 http://blog.rlcopple.com/?p=1216#comments Mon, 03 Apr 2017 09:11:12 +0000 R. L. Copple http://blog.rlcopple.com/?p=1216 ]]> It is that time of year again: Parkinson’s Awareness Month (April). As I’ve done for the past few years, I’ve written a poem for the occasion. However, this one is a bit different in that it doesn’t address Parkinson’s Disease directly, but could apply to any number of tragic happenings and conditions that threaten our future and dreams, leaving many hopeless and feeling helpless.

Yet based on my own experience dealing with such events and diagnosis these past six years, I think there is a different perspective to absorb. With that thought in mind, I present my 2017 Parkinson’s Awareness Month poem for your digestion.

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by R. L. Copple

I checked the map,
I picked my goal,
I planed my path,
I was ready to roll.

The road was wide
providing the room
to fulfill the desires
sucking me into gloom.

The way was easy
so I struggled less
and enjoyed addictive
pleasures, I confess.

Then tragic detours
force-dumped my rare
bucket-list of hopes
into a grave of despair.

Leaving my only route
a narrow, climbing path:
rocky, exhausting, austere—
drenched in grief’s wrath.

Among peaks and valleys—
hardened by sun, droughts,
freezing ice and snow—
I clawed through my doubts.

Yet somewhere within,
I found the inner drive
to put one foot forward
rather than let it slide.

I’m not going to lie,
the trip was a pain,
the struggle: surreal—
it drove me insane.

But when I crested a peak,
panting from thirst,
more dreams were born
as they did at the first.

Dreams more precious
despite all the loss;
they became more valuable
due to the high cost.

Now I know that my
destiny is given wings
when my dreams die
and are no longer kings.

I allowed divine passion
to gestate fresh life,
birthing new dreams—
carved by His knife.