Available Paperback Books Written by Anne Hart
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1. 101+ Practical Ways to Raise Funds: A Step-by-Step Guide with Answers
2. 101 Ways to Find Six-Figure Medical or Popular Ghostwriting Jobs & Clients
3. 102 Ways to Apply Career Training in Family History/Genealogy
4. 1700 Ways to Earn Free Book Publicity
5. 30+ Brain-Exercising Creativity Coach Businesses to Open
6. 32 Podcasting & Other Businesses to Open Showing People How to Cut Expenses
7. 35 Video Podcasting Careers and Businesses to Start
8. 801 Action Verbs for Communicators
9. A Perfect Mitzvah Gift Book
10. A Private Eye Called Mama Africa
11. Ancient and Medieval Teenage Diaries
12. Anne Joan Levine, Private Eye
16. Cover Letters, Follow-Ups, Queries and Book Proposals
17. Creating Family Newsletters & Time Capsules
18. Creative Genealogy Projects
19. Cutting Expenses and Getting More for Less
21. Diet Fads, Careers and Controversies in Nutrition Journalism
22. Dogs with Careers: Ten Happy-Ending Stories of Purpose and Passion
23. Dramatizing 17th Century Family History of Deacon Stephen Hart & Other Early New England Settlers
24. Employment Personality Tests Decoded
26. Find Your Personal Adam And Eve .
27. Four Astronauts and a Kitten
29. How Two Yellow Labs Saved the Space Program
30. How to Interpret Family History and Ancestry DNA Test Results for Beginners
31. How to Interpret Your DNA Test Results For Family History & Ancestry
32. How to Launch a Genealogy TV Business Online
33. How to Make Money Organizing Information
34. How to Make Money Selling Facts
35. How to Make Money Teaching Online With Your Camcorder and PC
36. How to Open DNA-Driven Genealogy Reporting & Interpreting Businesses
37. How to Open a Business Writing and Publishing Memoirs, Gift Books, or Success Stories for Clients
38. How to Publish in Women’s Studies, Men’s Studies, Policy Analysis, & Family History Research
39. How to Refresh Your Memory by Writing Salable Memoirs with Laughing Walls
40. How to Safely Tailor Your Food, Medicines, & Cosmetics to Your Genes
41. How to Start Engaging Conversations on Women's, Men's, or Family Studies with Wealthy Strangers
42. How to Start Personal Histories and Genealogy Journalism Businesses
43. How to Turn Poems, Lyrics, & Folklore into Salable Children's Books
44. How to Video Record Your Dog's Life Story
45. How to Write Plays, Monologues, or Skits from Life Stories, Social Issues, or Current Events
46. Infant Gender Selection & Personalized Medicine
48. Job Coach-Life Coach-Executive Coach-Letter & Resume-Writing Service
49. Large Print Crossword Puzzles for Memory Enhancement
50. Make Money With Your Camcorder and PC: 25+ Businesses
51. Middle Eastern Honor Killings in the USA
52. Murder in the Women's Studies Department
53. New Afghanistan's TV Anchorwoman .
54. Nutritional Genomics - A Consumer's Guide to How Your Genes and Ancestry Respond to Food
55. One Day Some Schlemiel Will Marry Me, Pay the Bills, and Hug Me.
56. Popular Health & Medical Writing for Magazines
58. Predictive Medicine for Rookies
59. Problem-Solving and Cat Tales for the Holidays
60. Proper Parenting in Ancient Rome
64. Search Your Middle Eastern and European Genealogy
65. Social Smarts Strategies That Earn Free Book Publicity
66. The Beginner's Guide to Interpreting Ethnic DNA Origins for Family History
67. The Courage to Be Jewish and the Wife of an Arab Sheik
69. The Date Who Unleashed Hell
70. The Freelance Writer's E-Publishing Guidebook
71. The Khazars Will Rise Again!
74. Tracing Your Baltic, Scandinavian, Eastern European, & Middle Eastern Ancestry Online
75. Tracing Your Jewish DNA For Family History & Ancestry
77. Where to Find Your Arab-American or Jewish Genealogy Records
78. Who's Buying Which Popular Short Fiction Now, & What Are They Paying?
79. Why We Never Give Up Our Need for a Perfect Mother
80. Writer's Guide to Book Proposals
81. Writing 45-Minute One-Act Plays, Skits, Monologues, & Animation Scripts for Drama Workshops
82. Writing 7-Minute Inspirational Life Experience Vignettes
Silk Road Kids' Adventures-Novels, Poems, and Poem-Stories
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There may not have been any concept of Bar or Bat Mitzvah in 10th century Kiev ‘yet,’ but that wouldn’t stop the nearly grown children of the Kagan of the Khazars from arranging the appropriate rite of passage and blessing for the changing of the societies around them which they knew—the pagan Vikings, Rus, and Pechenegs surrounding Kiev, the Volga Finnic peoples of the Urals, the eternal Silk Road, Christian Byzantium to the south, the Caucasus Mountaineers, the grassland steppes, the rabbi-scholars of Constantinople and Spain, the Turks arriving from Central Asia, and the Islamic Caliphate of Persia and Baghdad to the East. Each encounter began a new concept and framework for their time-travel adventures.
The garden of the Khazars is a storyteller’s paradise, especially during the time that their ruler’s family, friends, and associates turned Jewish, and the Kagan of the Khazars got tied up in the belly of a Viking Ship, rescued by his thirteen-year-old son, and his daughter, the teenage, time-traveling Princess Tarbagatay rode between the fourth and tenth centuries with the Queen of the Steppes. Welcome to anthropology through fiction and my series for all storytellers on tall tales of Medieval Khazaria.
Let my first person proto-Bar or Bat Mitzvah gift story book novel, although fiction, guide you through the walkways of anthropology and ethnology in my Kagan’s Kids of Khazaria Time-Travel Adventures, the perfect book for a Mitzvah gift for thirteen to fifteen-year old readers and also for their parents. As an author of multicultural and multiethnic novels that reveal the nuances of anthropology through fiction—stories, novels, and plays—let this novel and the treat that follows be your mentor to open doors to new opportunities, choices, roads, and destinations.
Silk Road Kids' 10th Century Adventures
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Keeping Short Stories and Skits Brief
1. What's the situation, event, or experience?
2. What outcome/impact/result is it causing?
3. What's your resolution? (Solve the problem or get measurable results in clearn and easy-to-understand steps the readers can follow.)
It really works as a formula for writing book proposals as well as a query letter and also for the book or follow-up. That's the basis of a good novel or nonfiction book. The details are in the where, how, why, and when.
© 2002 By: Anne Hart
Not since Sarkel set on fire.
Not since Samandar moved to Spire.
Not since Khatun called Khagan,"Cutie."
Not Since Khazaria went to Kievan booty.
Not since Bulan turned from pagan.
Lit the candles, and became the Khagan.
Not since Svyatoslav went to hire
Pechenegs from his transpire.
Not since yarmaq coins were minted.
Not since isinglass trade was hinted.
Not since Khazars fought oppression.
Not since Atil sank in depression.
Not since Samander went underwater.
Not since Byzantines married Khagan's daughter.
Not since Ha-Sangari converted the people.
Not since Balanjar became a steeple.
Not since the steppes stepped lively to a tune.
Not since Khazaria, did the sky ride the moon.
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Let my first person proto-Bar or Bat Mitzvah gift story book novel, although fiction, guide you through the walkways of anthropology and ethnology in my Kagan's Kids of Khazaria Time-Travel Adventures, the perfect book for a Mitzvah gift for thirteen to fifteen-year old readers and also for their parents.
Book Description
There may not have been any concept of Bar or Bat Mitzvah in 10th century Kiev 'yet,' but that wouldn't stop the nearly grown children of the Kagan of the Khazars from arranging the appropriate rite of passage and blessing for the changing of the societies around them which they knew—the pagan Vikings, Rus, and Pechenegs surrounding Kiev, the Volga Finnic peoples of the Urals, the eternal Silk Road, Christian Byzantium to the south, the Caucasus Mountaineers, the grassland steppes, the rabbi-scholars of Constantinople and Spain, the Turks arriving from Central Asia, and the Islamic Caliphate of Persia and Baghdad to the East. Each encounter began a new concept and framework for their time-travel adventures.
The garden of the Khazars is a storyteller's paradise, especially during the time that their ruler's family, friends, and associates turned Jewish, and the Kagan of the Khazars got tied up in the belly of a Viking Ship, rescued by his thirteen-year-old son, and his daughter, the teenage, time-traveling Princess Tarbagatay rode between the fourth and tenth centuries with the Queen of the Steppes. Welcome to anthropology through fiction and my series for all storytellers on tall tales of Medieval Khazaria.
Let my first person proto-Bar or Bat Mitzvah gift story book novel, although fiction, guide you through the walkways of anthropology and ethnology in my Kagan's Kids of Khazaria Time-Travel Adventures, the perfect book for a Mitzvah gift for thirteen to fifteen-year old readers and also for their parents. As an author of multicultural and multiethnic novels that reveal the nuances of anthropology through fiction—stories, novels, and plays—let this novel and the treat that follows be your mentor to open doors to new opportunities, choices, roads, and destinations.
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The Narrated Play, adapted from the novel: in Poem Form:
©2002 By: Anne Hart
The Silk Road Kids’ Adventures
The day my whole country turned Jewish
Ha-Sangari leapt.
The people slept.
The sky rode the moon
Like a Khazar with a Tymakh.
The day my whole country turned Jewish
The heavens crept
With the spark
Of the Pinta Layyid,
The lark, the chord,
The Light in the Dark,
The flame of the Ark.
The day my whole country turned Jewish,
Khazaria roared.
“Now carry the news!”
Said the King to the Bek
“Our fortress at Sarkel
Is a wrecking ball wreck.
Your ships took eight nights
To smash our Sarkel.
You took all our rights,
Kievan prince of wheat knell.
Why did you come here?
When our rabbi has fled?
You have taken my house,”
Said the Kagan well read.
“But I must move in here,”
The Kievan prince soared.
“The Cossacks replaced you,
On my Don River board.”
The Gates of Atil closed
To the Kagan so wise
“Your Bek and the Tarkhan
Are cut down to size.”
“Where should we go to farm our lands?
“Where?”
“Where?”
“Where?”
“Over there, go!”
The Kievan Prince pointed due West.
“Pechenegs on my tail.
Polin’s land for your rest.”
The day my whole country
Turned Jewish by looks.
Obadiah, the king
Read twenty-four books.
As far as Atil
And the village, Dailam
Khazars strum their tymakhs
Singing Jeru-Salem.
“He wasted Atil,”
The Kagan told the Bek.
“You should watch your back,”
Roared the Prince from his deck.
“Want to stretch on my rack?”
Svyatoslav, Prince of Kiev spoke.
“I have nothing personal
Against Khazar and Jew
I simply like to fight,
And met my match in you.
I’ll mint your Khazar coins.
A yarmaq for your hat,
To carry on my loins.”
“The coins will be priceless,
Now that you are no more,”
Said the Prince of Kiev.
“I’ll keep them in my store.”
“Who will light a candle
And remember Khazars?”
The Kagan declared,
“We are wandering stars.”
Should the Khazars disperse
To the land of Tatar?
“To the ends of the earth
Our people roamed far.”
The Kagan and Bek
To the roads of the Steppes,
And their rivers of steeds.
On the Caucasus’ snows
To do Polin good deeds.
Where the River scalloped,
The Khatun and the Bek
To Polin each galloped.
Drink Crimea’s pity
By the Magyar’s green bows
The Pale became city,
When thunder split the rows.
‘Neath a rollaway moon,
Spooked by the storm, Togrul,
Their mythical hawk soon
Flew in a new tool.
And the hawk whistled,
Like cantors of the Turk
“Kusu kusu khaz-khan
Kusu khaz-khan
Kusu kusu khaz-khan, khaz-khan
Kusu Kusu khaz-khan, kusu khaz-khan
Kusu kusu khaz-khan, khaz-khan,”
Putting them all to work.
On to Bialystok
Togrul, the tribal hawk,
Financed the Khaz army,
And learned how to talk,
Kept frontiers of Europe
From strife’s cinderblock.
And married a Princess
From royal Khazar stock.
Welcome the convert.
Pillows drink widows’ tears
For you were strangers in Egypt
Four hundred years.
The Khazar King Joseph wrote
Pray!
Pray!
Pray!
Pray!
For Khazaria’s day
In our Turkic way.
Alphabet new!
How our speech flew and grew!
We read!
And in Cordoba learned Torah’s fame.
We fled!
In Harun’s time,
Byzantium’s game
Forced its Jews to go.
To Khazaria they came.
An untutored race,
A faith deeper than our own,
It’s logical
For us to pray a Jewish tone.
Like a Khazar with a Tymakh,
Teach the Kagan,
Converts beloved.
No power in Pagan.
Silvered mirror poles
Now Magen David’s shield
Tails flowing
Amulets and talismans yield
The Khazars, mostly Jews
That anchored the Silk Way
And buffered two kingdoms
Between the Night and Day
Our orchards and schools,
Yarmaq coins in the marts
Taught sons of Bulan.
That wise men and fools,
Absorbed science and arts.
Caliphs in Baghdad
Set a room with four thrones
Major world figures
Took their seats on the zones.
The Caliph stars
Next, Western Charlemagne,
Emperors of China,
And King of the Khazars.
Byzantine Emperors
Didn’t go to the party
They weren’t invited.
By the Caliph hearty.
So they threw a war
And Khazars delighted.
Absorbing Jews fleeing,
Unions of Turkic tribes
Found along the Silk Road
Refugee Slavs with brides.
Join our Khazaria!
All those escaping fear.
Be us—Jew, Arab, Slav.
Sarkel’s so near and dear.
Together we will stand,
Nomadic tribes no more.
Isinglass of the North
Has moved across our land.
Farm here and live well.
Expand our orchard’s glade
Our fortress at Sarkel
Builds our prosperous trade.
Each Kagan’s steppes have schools.
Our Bek proves in the battle
How leaders make their rules.
By the gates of Atil.
Tarkhans tied a knot of light.
That turned our nomad life
To seek virtues of right.
Without such blight or strife.
Nine climes of Khazaria speak now,
Or forever hold still.
Jews from Armenia, Persia, and Slovenia
Exchanged their skill.
Tell the tales old!
We wait for you! Read the years!
Turn the years!
Sing the years bold.
Khazaria’s fun.
If you know where to look.
You’ll find us in a book.
And in the shards of the souk.
From the Caspian Sea
If not for the Khazars
With their wandering stars,
Would there be silk bazaars?
When the Emperor of Byzantium
Made the Jews move out
They came to Khazaria
And sent us a scout.
The Book of Tradition
Names Israel anew
People from all over
Did not have a clue.
Or two!
Did not have a clue
That this Khazar child is a Jew.
Sing out of Toledo.
Of Abraham ibn Daud
In his Book of Tradition.
Rabbi Ha-Sangari
Left Byzantium’s position.
We protected Jews in other lands.
Fleeing here to win,
With our deep pockets and golden hands,
The door’s open. Come in.
A homeland for all Jews,
We were Jerusalem
Run by a Turkic tribe.
A Hebrew scribe.
A Sabbath bride.
Busy hands. Building grand.
A Kagan is a King.
A bek rules the land,
And a Tarkhan commands.
From our standard’s silver mirrors
Horsetails and tassels waved in the winds
The sun shone in the mirrors
Back at you.
Back at you.
What you wished us.
Turned back on you.
But we did not turn our back on you.
If a Jew is oppressed
Call a Mountain Khazar.
We will rescue and rest
With the zest of the best.
From the steppes or the Don,
And then we’ll move on.
Who will you call?
A Khazar, a Khazar.
We’ll sail up the river
And rye bread deliver.
For your child’s Conversion
We’ll respond to your needs
On our brilliant white steeds
And kosher your kitchen and hall.
The Eastern Caucasus
By the Caspian Sea,
Yesterday, our homeland.
Today we are free.
Mountain men.
Women taming horses.
Some of us became Jews.
Mountain people who dance.
Tell our story as news.
Write us as a romance.
Beckon the Khazar.
Or sit in your house.
For you were strangers in Egypt
Playing cat with a mouse.
The moon rode the sky.
A Kagan turned Jewish.
He koshered his kitchen
With Mosaics bluish.
“Our speech outlasts you,”
Sang the hawk to the King.
“Put your scrolls in Hebrew.
And let wisdom sing.
From the ends of the Earth,
People have come to you.
Many sing different songs,
But they pray like a Jew.
Everyone learn Hebrew.
Your thoughts—for all time.
Everyone write Hebrew.
Language moves on a rhyme.
So when you move afar
And no one says your name.
Use universal speech,
And give your scrolls their fame.”
Then Togrul and Bek
Placed Mezuzzim near walls.
And changed each tamga
For a Torah and shawls.
“Pray! Write! Pray! Write!
A menorah for all.”
The edge of the rift,
Infinity of light…
Pechenegs on the cliff
Prince of Kiev in sight.
Bihar, the Khazar
Leads his people to soar
For it’s better folklore
Than to march off to war.
To the rescue! Togrul flew.
Burtas, Bulgars, and Turks
ResistingWest and East
“Live where knowledge lurks,”
The Bek said.
“We are trapped between two great powers.
Which road to savage steppes,
And the Tribes in their towers?”
“The Tribes are our allies,”
Said the Bek to the King.
“They’ll drive you to Bialystock,
Over there.
So change your name to Levi,
Or Don Volga or Singh.”
“Singh? But that’s “lion” in Hindustani!”
“Then Kutkowski, Tucker, Herkowitz, or
Levine!”
Here’s a gold seal worth three solidi.
Hire your paid army, and there’s the
canteen.”
“Give generals Hebrew names.
Yosef and Aharon, Pesach, and Zvi.
Khazaria’s Jewish statecraft,
Not stagecraft—
Our second Jewish state.
Say Pax Khazarica,
Our allies, our fate.
Grow the settlements.”
Come to Khazaria
Spanish Jews under stress
From anywhere and everywhere,
Khaz Litvaks named Bess.
Cradle Ashkenazim
And their orchards of fruits.
Rabbis of Toledo
Can look here for their roots.
Armenian Jews
Baghdad’s Jews.
Greek Jews.
Turkic Jews.
Russian Jews.
Polin’s Jews
Galitziana
More Jews than Solomon saw.
Khazaria’s Jews are news.
What a land!
What a land!
What a land!
When the final curtain
Fell on a great drama,
The Khazars went their ways
In chain mail-clad glamour.
To Kiev
To Polin
To Bialystock
To Bessarabia
To Lithuania
And the land of the Litvaks.
To the Danube,
The Galitzianas in the west.
To Buda and Pest.
To almost everywhere
Where they could rest.
What was good for the Jews
As Khaz wandering schules
Were two Jewish leaders
And a balance of rules
And another will come
For this world is so small
To bring real books from life
And of Khazars, tales tall.
Pax Khazarica!
Where are your scribes, arts, books?
Show us each Queen—Khatun!
From the Hittites and exiled came looks.
What made you play charades?
And so…Where are you today?
The day my whole country
Turned Jewish, parades
Swept the Khazars away.
In Bessarabia
I saw the last Kagan
With mean violin.
He works with a Pagan,
And plays for his kin.
During medieval times, it has been said
“When the Jews of Europe
Had little hope
Other than…
The grace of the Almighty,
The coming of Meshiach,
Or the arrival of Khazars…”
There rode wandering stars.
Wander, stars of Atil.
From Volga to the Don
Ride your rain-soaked horses
Time is moving on.
Who gave you this freedom,
In a land so wracked by fate?
Should we tell your children’s children
You’re a thousand years too late?
There’s a Khazar in your docket.
Who’s opening the locks.
And a genie in your pocket
Turning back the clocks.
Strum your Khazar Tymakh,
Joys of vivid song.
Light up each dark winter
As we sing along.
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This paperback novel is currently in print. If you want to turn it into a play, musical, or operetta, just email me for information at newswriting@hotmail.com.