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If the world were sensible we would have 13 months in the year of 28 days each. Think about it. In that case, we would have to work in an extra day annually plus the leap year discrepancy every fourth year. What better time to do this than smack in the middle of the year. And smack in the middle is the first week in July. To celebrate, the novel is a free download July 2-6.

Here is a passage from the Moon in the Morning:

“Oh, this is probably silly, but it’s just that if we divided the year by thirteen – the number of days I mean - 365 divided by thirteen, the answer is 28 days, remainder one. Like February. Weird.”
“You did that in your head?”
Jean shrugged. “Yeah….”
“It would make knowing how many days are in a month a lot easier.”
“But what about the extra day? And the extra month?”
Bill started to write on a napkin. “If you divide 365 by 13 you get 28 and one thirteenth. That plus the extra day we add in leap years every four years to make up for the fact that it takes the sun 365 and a quarter days to rotate around the sun…”
“Whoa.”
“It isn’t that hard. If we used a thirteen month calendar, which incidentally would closely follow that moon cycle, but tried to fit it into the solar cycle, we would have thirteen months in the year but we would have to somehow average the extra day every four years for the sun and the extra day every year for the moon.”
Jean’s head started to hurt. Mary looked at Bill, puzzled.
“Hmm, I guess it isn’t that easy, is it?”
“No it is easy. Ve could have an extra day every year, like special holiday on last month, New Year’s Eve, or in middle of summer.”
“Like my birthday.”
“Sure. And den every four years duh holiday could be extra special and be two day celebration.”

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Excerpt Book of Learning Chapter Five

"Heads turned at once toward the window, in the direction of the voice. There stood a woman. She had on a blue cape over a white dress of such a fine thread it seemed to move like water over her body. Around her neck hung a huge golden pendant in the shape of a wheel with spokes, like the wheel a captain of a ship uses to steer. She glided toward the bed arms spread wide.

“Why do you look shocked? I’m not a ghost. I am Brigit. Dost thou not recognize me? Thou summonedst me with thy flute.”

“I did?” Jean asked with wonder and awe in her voice, her mouth gaping.

“Thou most certainly didst.”

This sure is a ‘Wizard of Oz’ moment. This must be the way Dorothy felt when Glinda the Good Witch arrived in a bubble.

“Come, come now, be thou not afraid. I bite not.”

Sikee fluttered over to Brigit and alighted on her hand.

“Sikee. Good morning love. Canst thou show me thy work?”

Sikee flew like Tinker Bell over to the loopy heap on the floor.

Brigit moved soundlessly to the bed and looked down. The trailing air smelled of spring after a rain, earthy and light, delicately perfumed, but with a whiff of wet wool.

“I’m supposed to wind this up but I have no idea how. It is all such a jumbled mess. I don’t know where to begin.”

“For this hast thou summoned me. What a curious maiden thou art.” Brigit swooped her arms down, lifted the bundle from the floor and placed it carefully on the jeans quilt. Jean’s embroidery caught her eye. “Ah, I see thou hast been busy.”

“Unh huh.”

“Come, settle thyself here next to me and I will teach thee to wind.” She patted the bed. Her fingers fluttered as she spoke, beautifully casting a spell on Jean who moved mesmerized to her side. “Didst thou know this yarn can tell thy fortune?” Her face turned so close Jean could smell her breath.

Like lilacs."

Luna Moth

I was crossing the road to get the paper today and saw what looked like a leaf in the middle. But the green caught my eye more than an ordinary leaf would. This led me to look closer. I discovered what I noticed was a luna moth that had been hit somehow. Its underside oozed guts and it was stuck to the macadam. I gingerly lifted it up, sure it was dead, but its six legs began scissoring! I set it flat on the newspaper and carried it to a planter in the shade. I figured it would be happier there than in my hand or on the paper. If it could possibly heal, it would do it best away from me! Then I looked up on the Internet about luna moths. They like black walnut leaves, where they lay their approximately 200 eggs. They do not eat. The adults only live about 1 week. We have a black walnut tree. I broke off a
stem and set it next to the moth. It immediately nuzzled over and put a foot on the leaf!

For me, finding the moth was very special because moths and their symbolism were integrated into my novel The Moon in the Morning: A Fairytale with a New Twist. I have a moth character called Sikee (aka Pysche, a mythological figure). The word Psyche in Greek means "soul." Curious as to why, wondering if perhaps my own soul has suffered damage from the fast pace of the modern world, or if going to get news somehow means I put my soul at risk, I felt good to do what was humanly possible to help this poor creature. Afterwards I went to work in the garden tending to seedlings.
 I was digging in the dirt of a planter and pulled out a luna moth caterpillar. This made me feel rewarded and hopeful! I set the caterpillar in the dirt under a rose bush.

Note the foot on the leaf

"Apparently luna moths are a symbol of spiritual transformation. We all know the definition of spiritual transformation not only varies from culture to culture but from person to person. Luna moths also signify rebirth and new beginnings as they represent a continuing quest for truth and knowledge, gift of intuition, psychic perception and heightened awareness. I suppose these things are associated with “seeing the light” since the luna moth is nocturnal but will gravitate toward light in the night. Of course, these symbolisms are lore passed down through the years but is interesting to wonder what started these beliefs."

"Throughout history, butterflies and moths have frequently been shown as symbols of rebirth, regeneration, and renewal – even depicted as a spiritual guide through transformation to a new self.  They are the archetypal example of the soul itself, a creature with a unique gift endowed by nature to completely alter its physical form.  Their ability to undergo metamorphosis and emerge as an entirely new being, from the ground-restricted caterpillar to the free-flying winged beauty is certainly a wonderful metaphor for hope and transformation."

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New Review of The Moon in the Morning

“It is so easy to get lost in a book”, the heroine of The Moon in The Morning says at some point. Rebecca Nebesar’s fairytale with a new twist is just that kind of book; it draws the reader into its graciously woven episodes. And what is being woven? 

Through the eyes of Jean, the 13 year old heroine surrounded by the memory of her beloved grandmother and in search of her mature self, we enter a magical world, where the real and the imaginary are not antonyms anymore. 

But this is not just any fairytale; it is not a world of naïve fantasy. The skill of Rebecca Nebesar is that she manages to draw the reader unbeknownst into a very sophisticated kind of world.  One in which Greek goddesses coexist with magical Dust Bunnies, in which language itself acquires magical plasticity, a world of poetry and inspiring books, but also the contemporary world of a teenager in the ‘google-age’.    

The reader of any age will be thrilled to discover how all the events and images connect into a gracious pattern of which so many moments in the story are symbolic – from the spider-web of Grandmother Spider to Jean sewing a blanket out of her old jeans!             

The five books that compose the story – the books of Magic, Learning, Memory, Beauty and Truth– build up a spiritual ladder on which Jean has to ascend. Each of the books also opens a new gate into a luxuriant imaginary world which the author completes with her own vivid illustrations." 

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