Aimee Weed
Aimee Weed is an up and coming Author of Historical Fiction and Romance. She is married to her high school sweet heart, whom she met when he was on stage dressed as a scarecrow performing, If I Only Had a Brain . It was true love ever since. She lives and works in her hometown of Auburndale, Florida as the local fire departments first female firefighter.
She is a Civil War enthusiast and enjoys reading anything she can get her hands on of that era. She claims that her love for the era came from touring the battle field parks with her family.
The Road to Home is the first of four to be published. Other s in this series are: The Physician s Lady, The Belle of Ellenton and The Lady of Lookout Mount.
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She is a Civil War enthusiast and enjoys reading anything she can get her hands on of that era. She claims that her love for the era came from touring the battle field parks with her family.
The Road to Home is the first of four to be published. Other s in this series are: The Physician s Lady, The Belle of Ellenton and The Lady of Lookout Mount.
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My True Love GoesA poem about forbidden love.
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The American SpiritA inspirational piece on the spirit of America
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Two-Headed Albino Milk Snake Born in Central FloridaA rare occurrence in the species, bicephalist and albino. A two-headed Honduran milk snake born in captivity.
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Burning BridgesMary is 19 and her brother Alex has just returned from the war. Alex learns that his sister has endured more heartache in his absence than most twice he age. He teaches her a big brother lesson: How to burn bridges.
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The Ghostly VigilanteImagine taking a stroll and having the sinking feeling that you are being pursued. You hear footsteps behind you, you feel the cold stare draw up icy-hairs on the back of your neck...but when you turn, there is no one there.
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Our Duty, as Americans, Is to Become Better Because of 9/11A look back to to day that changed my life and the lives of countless American's. A testimonial on how my life was changed and how it influenced who I am, ten years later. -
The Oriole Sings No MoreThe Oriole serves as a metaphor of loved one's that have passed away. This poem in particular was written for the summertime passing of my grandfather. -
Humor and Wisdom While FishingA true and humorous story about the peace and tranquility that can be experienced when fishing. The calm beauty of the glassy water, the roll of a fish at the surface and the thoughts that stream through your mind, when all is quiet on the water. -
Into the LightOriginal poem by Aimee Weed. The narrative poem tells the story of a wandering soul realizing that there is much more to the things that surround them and finding its way into the Light. -
Wisdom While FishingA true story about the peace and tranquility that can be experienced when fishing. The calm beauty of the glassy water, the roll of a fish at the surface and the thoughts that stream through your mind when all is quiet on the water.
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Cell Phones and Education: The Deliema of Communicating in a Ever-changing WorldThis article is the opinion of a full-time working mother. Cell Phones should not be allowed in the classroom but serve as a important piece of technology to keep track of your school-age children and teens.
