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October 11, 2010

This novel is due to be published in September of 2012. Currently there are ten readers looking over my rough draft.

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PLEDGE TO THE WIND, THE LEGEND OF EVERETT RUESS
"In this work of fiction ... I saw Everett for the first time, as he might actually have been."
THE WAYWARD
TRAVELER
"A griping real life travel adventure! A MUST READ! It took me all over the world. Once I started reading it I could not put it down."
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THE LIGHT BEHIND
BLUE CIRCLES

From the very first scene right through the very last page, The Light Behind Blue Circles takes the reader on an incredible journey through a mysterious land. DeMayo's eloquent writing and detailed descriptions made me feel like I was right there on the African continent experiencing this adventure first hand. The story is intriguing and the characters are likable and fascinating - both the main ones and the array of secondary characters that are met along the way.
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THE MAKING OF
THEODORE ROOSEVELT
The US Review of Books
This was a truly enjoyable read, a jam-packed adventure full of logging camp humor, canoe trips, hunting, and buckboard rides, not just for Roosevelt fans but for anyone who loves and appreciates tales of unspoiled nature at its wildest.
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THE CAVE WHERE THE
WATER ALWAYS DRIPS
Red Rock News
Robert DeMayo’s latest book, The Cave Where the Water Always Drips, combines legends on lost treasures and forgotten gold mines with local creation myths and is suitable for all ages.
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RANDOM THOUGHTS
FROM THE ROAD
Snakebite - a dream
A quiet path, Just off the street, A snake darts out, Its fangs sink deep. I fall to Earth, My spirit cries, I saw the hood, I saw the eyes. The Cobra whispers, “Shiva’s near” And I gasp for air, Overcome with fear. The poisons’ rush, My senses reel, My body’s numb, I cannot feel. “I will not quit!” “I will not die!” I tell myself, “I will survive.” Then all grows dim, I’m far away, But I won’t let go, I fight to stay. I hear soft whispers, A serpentine hiss, But I’m too confused To make meaning of this. And then I’m back, Though weak and sore, I thank the Earth For one day more.

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