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Dix Hillian Publishes First Book

Love in D Major--a book of poems by Sherri London Pastolove.

Sherri London Pastolove turned 50 last year and decided, "What am I waiting for?" and she gathered up 50 of her favorite poems and published her first book, Love in D Major.

She belongs to the Writers' Group of The Women's Center of Huntington and some of the women there had told Pastolove about self publishing through iUniverse.com, one of the bigger self-publishing sites. 

"So many people are self publishing now," Pastolove said, "that it's hard to get your book on the shelf at any of the bookstores. Especially when you write poetry, which is such a niche type of writing. But I've been wanting to do this for a long time, so I decided to just do it."

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Her book was published in October and is available online as a paperback or an eBook, either through iUniverse, Barnes & Noble, Amazon or Borders. It is also available at the .

"My writing is very straightforward," Pastolove said. "It's not the type of poetry where you say, 'Oh that sounds pretty but I don't get it.' That type of writing doesn't appeal to me. I write about love, about life...about all kinds of things. I have written short stories and things other than poetry, but never a novel. A novel seems overwhelming.  I am always amazed at the women in my group who can write novels. But they say they can't imagine writing poetry. But to me, the writing was the easy part," she added. "I didn't realize how hard the marketing would be."

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Love in D Major

by Sherri London Pastolove


He said he liked the sound
of her voice -
a throaty purr
breaking into
girlish giggles,
and then
seductive silence.

He said he liked the sound
of her walk -
stilettos skimming
the sidewalk,
sneakers splintering
debris in their wake,
barefoot pirouettes
on hardwood floor.

He said he liked the sound
of her lashes –
fluttering in the
three o'clock sun,
raining teardrops
at the movies,
beating furiously
with impatience.

He said she was
a symphony –
the only sound
he wanted to hear

And she smiled.




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