Comments on: Giveaway time! http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/2009/05/giveaway-time/ Bridget McNulty is a South African author. Thu, 29 Jul 2010 07:18:40 -0600 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8 hourly 1 By: Marcia http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/2009/05/giveaway-time/comment-page-1/#comment-1922 Marcia Fri, 18 Jun 2010 06:29:38 +0000 http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/?p=1035#comment-1922 I remember the very first time, the coridor was chilly a balcony overlooking the joburg skyline, swallows practicing for their oversees flight. Then i walked further and was engulfed by the warmth inside, sunlight filtering through dust in wide slants eluminating polished wood panels and floors. and wall to wall sumptuous colours. The smell completly overpowered me and my entire body was filled by it. the smell of polish wood and old books... I stood in the middle of the room in complete aww knowing that i was not only in love - I was home! I remember the very first time, the coridor was chilly a balcony overlooking the joburg skyline, swallows practicing for their oversees flight. Then i walked further and was engulfed by the warmth inside, sunlight filtering through dust in wide slants eluminating polished wood panels and floors. and wall to wall sumptuous colours. The smell completly overpowered me and my entire body was filled by it. the smell of polish wood and old books… I stood in the middle of the room in complete aww knowing that i was not only in love – I was home!

]]> By: Jennifer Withers http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/2009/05/giveaway-time/comment-page-1/#comment-1161 Jennifer Withers Tue, 19 May 2009 11:10:13 +0000 http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/?p=1035#comment-1161 The earth moves beneath me, shifting – but it is only his hands on me. The sky is painted with all the colours visible to the naked eye – it is his smile turned my way. Sunlight is streaming through my windows – it is his laughter ringing in my ears. Sweet melodies caress my ear – it is his voice as he speaks curled around me. The breeze stirs my hair and lifts my heart – he brushes my face tenderly with his fingertips, bringing to light the glinting edges of my heart. Just something I wrote when I first started dating the man who is now my husband. The earth moves beneath me, shifting – but it is only his hands on me.
The sky is painted with all the colours visible to the naked eye – it is his smile turned my way.
Sunlight is streaming through my windows – it is his laughter ringing in my ears.
Sweet melodies caress my ear – it is his voice as he speaks curled around me.
The breeze stirs my hair and lifts my heart – he brushes my face tenderly with his fingertips, bringing to light the glinting edges of my heart.

Just something I wrote when I first started dating the man who is now my husband.

]]> By: Tunet Jordaan http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/2009/05/giveaway-time/comment-page-1/#comment-1153 Tunet Jordaan Thu, 14 May 2009 21:55:28 +0000 http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/?p=1035#comment-1153 Love... We as humankind could spend our entire lives discussing this very topic and still not be finished. Love is patient, kind, believes the best of each person... Love does so many things to the receiver. It is said somewhere that a woman in love blossoms like a flower. That great love makes the recipient a better person in the end. As a christian woman I believe wholeheartedly in love. Love is our very purpose on earth. What are we if we do not have love? Love…
We as humankind could spend our entire lives discussing this very topic and still not be finished. Love is patient, kind, believes the best of each person… Love does so many things to the receiver. It is said somewhere that a woman in love blossoms like a flower. That great love makes the recipient a better person in the end. As a christian woman I believe wholeheartedly in love. Love is our very purpose on earth. What are we if we do not have love?

]]> By: Amanda Saunders http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/2009/05/giveaway-time/comment-page-1/#comment-1139 Amanda Saunders Thu, 14 May 2009 10:33:00 +0000 http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/?p=1035#comment-1139 I think most of what I've come to believe about the way love should be, comes from music. Three of my favourites at the moment: Banana Pancakes by Jack Johnson-... Just so easy when the whole world fits inside of your arms... Teardrop by Newton Faulkner-...Love is a verb, love is a doing word... Rainy Day by Coldplay-...Oh rainy day come round, sometimes I just want it to slow down...I love it when you come over to my house... They make me feel warm and mushy inside and help me to believe in love. I think most of what I’ve come to believe about the way love should be, comes from music.
Three of my favourites at the moment:
Banana Pancakes by Jack Johnson-… Just so easy when the whole world fits inside of your arms…
Teardrop by Newton Faulkner-…Love is a verb, love is a doing word…
Rainy Day by Coldplay-…Oh rainy day come round, sometimes I just want it to slow down…I love it when you come over to my house…
They make me feel warm and mushy inside and help me to believe in love.

]]> By: Lynette http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/2009/05/giveaway-time/comment-page-1/#comment-1131 Lynette Wed, 13 May 2009 18:27:16 +0000 http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/?p=1035#comment-1131 I'm going to be without my love for a few months this summer. I'd love a good book about love to read while we're apart. Thanks for sharing. I’m going to be without my love for a few months this summer.
I’d love a good book about love to read while we’re apart.
Thanks for sharing.

]]> By: yasmin http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/2009/05/giveaway-time/comment-page-1/#comment-1129 yasmin Wed, 13 May 2009 13:10:19 +0000 http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/?p=1035#comment-1129 love for me is really not the grand gestures but rather the little, idiosyncratic things that only someone who truly loves you will know and act on. love for me is really not the grand gestures but rather the little, idiosyncratic things that only someone who truly loves you will know and act on.

]]> By: Carrie http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/2009/05/giveaway-time/comment-page-1/#comment-1125 Carrie Wed, 13 May 2009 00:47:50 +0000 http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/?p=1035#comment-1125 Strange Nervous Laughter... fits like a love! Strange Nervous Laughter… fits like a love!

]]> By: andrea a. http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/2009/05/giveaway-time/comment-page-1/#comment-1124 andrea a. Tue, 12 May 2009 21:56:44 +0000 http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/?p=1035#comment-1124 Egg heart in a pan. Playful fried cover image. Strange nervous laughter. It’s hard to write a creative post about a book I haven’t read yet, so I went with a haiku. Hopefully it’s enough to win a copy? Have you thought about doing a giveaway on librarything.com, too? Just a thought. Congrats again on your US release! Andrea Egg heart in a pan.
Playful fried cover image.
Strange nervous laughter.

It’s hard to write a creative post about a book I haven’t read yet, so I went with a haiku. Hopefully it’s enough to win a copy? Have you thought about doing a giveaway on librarything.com, too? Just a thought. Congrats again on your US release! Andrea

]]> By: Julie Q http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/2009/05/giveaway-time/comment-page-1/#comment-1123 Julie Q Tue, 12 May 2009 16:57:28 +0000 http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/?p=1035#comment-1123 ooo this book sounds right up my alley! got your link from Nina's blog :) ooo this book sounds right up my alley! got your link from Nina’s blog :)

]]> By: Dashini Thavanayagam http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/2009/05/giveaway-time/comment-page-1/#comment-1122 Dashini Thavanayagam Tue, 12 May 2009 15:56:39 +0000 http://www.bridgetmcnulty.com/?p=1035#comment-1122 From strange, nervous laughter, we grow into people who have a higher capacity to open our hearts, minds and souls to others. That is true love. From strange, nervous laughter, we grow into people who have a higher capacity to open our hearts, minds and souls to others. That is true love.

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