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    How waking up at this magical time can transform your productivity and lifestyle... What does it mean to be productive? Many times we think we are productive, but we are actually doing flurries of activities to keep busy. We can literally be working for 24 hours a day, but if the work we're doing doesn't lead to any results, then we are not productive. When you're working on a business, over 80 percent of the work you're doing can be outsourced to somebody else. Find out what the 20 percent of the work that's most effective and strictly work on it. That way you can save time and be as efficient as possible. That is what this book is all about. As you listen to it, you will understand how to make your life productive and happy so that one day you can look back at it with pride and know that you had a great life. This book will also help you identify the time you're spending on trivial tasks and what makes you waste your productive time when you could be using more fruitfully. You will also learn how to make the most of the time you have and achieve the most you can in it. Here Is A Preview Of What You'll Learn... How to Assess Your DayHow to PrioritizeHow To Make a Perfect To-do listHow to Stop ProcrastinatingHow to Schedule Your DayHow to Declutter and OrganizeHow to Avoid DistractionsHow to Manage StressAnd much, muchmore!This book aims to teach you how to become highly productive and organized. This guide shall provide you with insight into why laziness develops and precisely why being productive works in your favor. This book will also offer actionable and potent techniques you can use to enhance your efficiency. These techniques include effective time management: an imperative part of living an organized and stress free life.  Following a simple A-Z of expert tips and real-life examples, you will le ungekürzt. Language: English. Narrator: Matthew E Kelly. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/168013/bk_acx0_168013_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.
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    Growing up, I loved Russian fairy tales. But when I tried reading them to my son in Arizona, he wasn't impressed. The stories felt foreign and dated to both of us. Yet I still loved the characters and the magic of these fairy tales, so I decided to write a series aimed at American kids. This is the third book in the series. It starts on a warm June morning at Aunt Karina's house, but the air suddenly turns cold. Thick, white snowflakes are falling down and covering the ground. Ten-year-old Alex is surprised and delighted. He senses the approach of a new adventure. Together with his nine-year-old sister, Katie, he rushes into the winter forest in search of a little girl, Masha. She is lost in an unexpected storm. They see her footprints in the snow and follow them. The wind is picking up, whistling through tree branches, creating white flurries on the ground and erasing Masha's footprints. Will they be able to find Masha before the wind completely hides her path? "Alex, look, there is Masha!" Katie says. In the distance a person dressed in a white, sparkling coat and a silver hat is walking between the trees. Alex and Katie run as fast as they can. The person turns around. It's not Masha. It's a tall, elderly man with a long, white beard. In his right hand, he holds a staff. In his left he carries a large sack adorned with white, sparkling fur. His brows are furrowed, and his eyes look cold and unfriendly. "Who goes here?" the elderly man bellows. "Why are you in my forest? Who invited you here?" He opens his mouth and starts blowing cold air at the kids and at the path, sweeping away all the footprints. Alex shivers. He has never felt that cold in his life. Will he and Katie survive and make it back to Aunt Karina's house? And will they ever find Masha? ungekürzt. Language: English. Narrator: Rebecca Lea McCarthy. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/033736/bk_acx0_033736_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.
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    Drew Maddox is a private investigator who believes what his eyes can see. He has very little use for imagination and flights of fantasy annoy him, yet when a naked woman suddenly appears on the road in front of his truck in the middle of a snow storm, it sends his brain tumbling and his life into a spiral of myth he can barely comprehend.In this fae romance book, Pandimora wears her name well, causing her own flurries of pandemonium just by existing. Born to a mother rumored to have the madness in her, Pandimora is different than most fairies in the realm of Aisywel. She has little regard for the incredible histories of her people, and of the supposed rules. While not an outright rebel, she skirts the laws of faerie propriety, but no more so than when she eavesdrops on a conversation her ears should never have heard.A high elder, one of the strongest and most magical of her people has committed a crime - and now he knows that she has heard and seen him. Pandimora flees, but not before the elder, Lukais, wraps his dark tentacles of power around her, poisoning her and barring the doors to her realm - forever. Hurt and grieving, Pandimora awakens on a snowy road - moments from being hit by Drew Maddox’s fast-moving truck. Her faerie power and her senses muddled, her entire sense of self shaken, Pandimora reaches out to Drew in desperation.Faerie magic is at play, pulling them both deep into a mire of intrigue and deceit - one that sets this unlikely pair against an entire realm of mystical beings with their own rules, trials, and meanings. Be prepared for elves and goblins in this fantasy romance book series! Find Me is book one in the Faeries Lost trilogy - an epic journey into the center of the unknown and the hearts of two souls that can never be.Each book is a complete paranormal romance fae story. Happy endings. No cheating. Books happen simultaneously. Listen to the trilogy: Find Me, Whisper Me, Hear Me. ungekürzt. Language: English. Narrator: Jessie Mann. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/144736/bk_acx0_144736_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.
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    The sun had begun its descent towards the western horizon and the promise of warmth was sinking with it. Gold and pink rays glancing off mountaintops spread as one over the frozen lake below. Midway up a mountain slope overlooking the lake and not too far from where the Urals trailed off into the wasteland, Pavel Rostislav lay in wait. A light wind whispered across the incline, bringing cold that found a way through his winter gear and set him shivering. He snuggled into the hollow cut from the compacted snow as far as he dared, but knew there could be no respite. He had to hold his vigil. With teeth gritted, he raised the standard issue field glasses to his eyes and scoped the fishing hole in the ice lake while trying to ignore the freezing barbs that spiked at his bones. Time pressed on and he took a moment of it to glance at the thermometer on the backpack by his side, shuddering to see the temperature had dropped to minus 50. Mist clouds would be visible to an enemy, so he expelled his breath against the chinstrap on his snowsuit, but then small ice crystals bunched up there and he exhaled in exasperation, irritation nipping at his spirit. The sun dropped below the peaks and the ice lake turned bluish grey while the sky on the eastern horizon reflected mauve tiers on snow-knuckled mountains. Snow flurries lifted from drifts nearby and snaked down into the basin, dancing like ashes blown from a dead fire. Pavel's goggles took the color down a notch further and his heart sank. All he wanted now was to get this thing done and return to camp. However, just as he began feeling that his blood might turn to an icy sludge or his body may be only moments away from paralysis, a blur on the landscape took human shape and his spirits lifted. Shrouded in a heavy arctic snowsuit, the man moved slowly yet gracefully towards the fishing pole sticking up from the ice. ungekürzt. Language: English. Narrator: Dennis Kleinman. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/076222/bk_acx0_076222_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.
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    Cold Snap (Seasons of Magic: Flurries & Phantoms #2): ab 2.99 €
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    Jesse Gelber was born too late for 78s, twenty-five cent pizza slices, beer cans without pop-tops. But he is a solid sender, to use the old phrase - a swinging jazz pianist who will remind you of a time when improvising musicians were proud of their instantly recognizable selves. In four bars, you knew it was Tatum, Waller, Wilson, Stacy, or Monk - no need to wonder, 'Which clone is mongering those familiar bebop licks tonight?' Jesse's no repertory robot, in thrall to the old records, although he can read the proverbial flyspecks off the paper and whip through a rag or a Jelly Roll Morton etude with great panache if you ask him nicely. He knows the tradition all the way from deeply felt down-home blues to infinite variations on the theme of hot piano, but he has melded them into his own style. His lively 'Maple Leaf Rag,' his mournfully seductive 'Make Me a Pallet on the Floor' are all the evidence anyone will need. His playing is free and inventive, two-handed and mobile, and he never overwhelms with flurries of notes, whirlpools of technical displays. In his kind of classical simplicity, every note counts, reminiscent of Basie (without the clichés some pianists offer, as if to say, 'I know all about Kansas City: I learned it all from Ken Burns!'), Monk without his self-conscious angularities, Jimmy Rowles, Nat Cole, Pete Johnson. Yet the ghosts of the past never dominate Jesse's fresh, witty playing. Many jazz musicians confuse volume with emotional intensity, speed with heat, but he knows better. Since man does not live by recorded music alone, these comments are based on what the anthropologists might call field observation. In an assortment of New York clubs, each it's own novella, I have enjoyed hearing Jesse play alongside Kevin Dorn, Barbara Rosene, Michael Hashim, Pete Martinez, J. Walter Hawkes, Doug Largent, Charlie Caranicas, Dan Levinson, Dan Tobias, Jon-Erik Kellso, Craig Ventresco, Peter Ecklund, Simon Wettenhall, Eddy Davis, Scott Robinson, Orange Kellin, and many others. Their faces light up when they see that Jesse is coming to play. In these loose, informal contexts, his crisply articulated piano cuts through exuberant jam sessions, and his solos are fascinating interludes. But this is the first time I've heard him at length as solo pianist and singer, and it's truly rewarding. His spare, apparently unadorned treble lines are pungent examples of the right notes, struck with clarity and conviction, mingled with rhythmic, always varied left hand. Listen to his playful verse to 'Stardust,' which suggests Mondrian, who loved jazz. His stripped-down Ellington classics restore those now over-familiar melodies, the layers of paint removed so that their beauties shine through. Savor the harmonic densities of his 'Prelude to a Kiss.' When jazz musicians produce their own CDs, they are tempted to fill the discs with their originals. In all but a few cases, mind and ears go reeling, for many players expend their compositional impulses in their solos. But Jesse is a thoughtful composer, and that's no stage joke. Consider his weirdly lovely 'Halloween Waltz,' a vignette that turns 'Danse Macabre' into something tender. From it's title, I thought 'Boston in the Rain' would be a mood piece or a grim minor blues, but it's that rarity, a genuine Thirties rhythm ballad, earnest yet lighthearted. I am only sorry that it was written too late for Fred (Astaire) or Connee (Boswell) to have had the pleasure, but Jesse's comfortable, sleeves-rolled-up approach is a treat. He is a first-rate singer, offhanded but convincing, whether he's promising to write himself a letter (not an email?) or musing about Matters of the Heart. He never oversells a song, vocally or instrumentally, and his understatement woos us more than the usual histrionics. Jesse Gelber has more talent than any three men! His bucket, I am happy to say, has no hole in it. Listen and admire. Michael Steinman (All About Jazz, The Mississippi Rag, Cadence, Jazz Improv)
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