Life in Land of IS
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Literary Awards for Life in the Land of IS –
FPA President Book Award Gold Medal
Royal Palm Literary Award
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It has taken me a little bit to process this review in my head. I finished the book a couple of days ago, yet feel really “blessed” that it came into my life at this particular moment. I also needed time to process the feelings that naturally come with it. I had been in a pretty rough spot and this book just gave me a “things that make you go hmmmm” moment. Although, I am not a religious person, I am a spiritual one, and one can’t but help (or at least I can’t) the timing of when this book popped up for me. Lani Deauville is a woman who not only overcame a whole new level of adversity that most people cannot even begin to imagine in their lives, she managed to lasso it and make it work for her, always remaining positive, even when faced with some monumental obstacles which came into her life. Makes one truly wonder about the little pebbles that we consider to be boulders in our lives!
My favorite LD quote in the book: “The worst handicap you can have is a lack of belief in yourself!”
The other reason that this was a 5 star read for me was the manner in which it was written was that I felt like Lani was actually speaking to me and telling me her story vs. it being written by an author. Although, it is basically a biography, it is written as though it is a memoir. I don’t think the book could pack quite the punch it did for me had it been written as a biography.
Third, I loved this author’s work in her book, Spare Change. I have found very few authors can venture out of their comfort zone with genres that they write in. Ms. Crosby has done this beautifully. – Naomi Blackburn, Author CEORead an excerpt from Life in the Land of IS Discussion Questions for Life in the Land of IS
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Q is for Quiet
It was there in black and white— due to a lack of funding, the patient is to be released.
Three nights later, Prince and I found a quiet corner and tried to console each other. “This can’t be happening,” he said, “I love you Lani, and I know that once you leave here I’ll never see you again.”
“You don’t know what the future holds…” I whispered, but in my heart I knew he was right. With the ugliness and violence of segregation gnashing its bloodthirsty teeth, I couldn’t even invite him to come to Daytona for a visit. That night was the last time I ever saw Prince, but as he sadly walked away I caught a glimmer of the silver medallion that remained around his neck.
The next day I would return to Daytona Beach, under-rehabilitated and unsure of what the future held. I was certain of only one thing. My days would be spent in a spiffy little silver wheelchair with spokes on the wheels.
Vocational Rehabilitation had purchased the chair for me, but now I was on my own. I had to find a career that would enable me to support myself and a caregiver. And, I needed a college education to do it. Back to School? I had always hated school and dropped out of high school when I was still fifteen , so how, I wondered, would I cope with the challenges of college? Maybe this time would be different… this time had to be different! Here I was, not fully rehabilitated and carrying a lifelong hatred of school— yet, I knew with absolute certainty that I was going to need an education if I was ever to have the independence I craved. As much as I would have preferred other alternatives, I had to accept the fact that a good education was key to the freedom I wanted— the freedom I needed— the freedom I’d strived for my entire life . Like it or not, I had to return to school.