Tracey Lenore Jackson

Born in February of 1960 and raised in Kansas City, Kansas, Tracy has two brothers, three sisters. Along with her parents, most still live in the Kansas City area. Her passion for writing sparked out a desire to capture her childhood memories for her daughters but also to face some difficult times in her past. She enjoys reading a wide range of authors. She is currently completing her graduate work in Managerial Communication/Executive Coaching through Bellevue University located in Bellevue Nebraska. Her writing skills were enhanced at The Loft Literary Center and with the help of a professional writing coach. Tracy lives in Minnesota with her husband Wil. She has two grown daughters from a previous marriage. She has been writing for many years, but started getting serious about her work ten years ago. This is her first published book. She is working on her second memoir that picks up the story after Ignorance Ain't Got No Shame.
Tracey Lenore Jackson

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Ignorance Ain't Got No Shame
In its entirety, this memoir takes a candid look at the spoken and unspoken communication that exists between children and parents, and people in general. She faces her emotions head on with dignity and grace.

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T'was the Night Before Christmas... 

 (With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore, may he forgive my doggerel...)

...and all through the shop,
all we minions were working,
   until ready to drop.

The ebooks were flying,
the covers were spare,
The edits were crazy,
   with "one more thing I must share!"

We waited for Santa,
'Cuz we love old Saint Nick,
But Hitch made us work,
   Waving 'round an old stick!

So slave we all did,
And made all your books,
So that Hitch would say now,
   that we're off the hook.

Come today we're off,
to rest up our fingers,
Our hats we will doff,
   No books they do linger.

But we'll all be back,
Don't give it a thought,
for like all wage slaves,
   we're easily bought.

We'll be back on the fifth,
all eager and fresh,
All ready for you,
   after a well-deserved rest.

So Hitch wants to say,
very strongly and loud,
THANKS ALL YOU GUYS,
  you're the best type of crowd.

Indy and Len and Hitch and the gang,
will be back on the 5th,
to do books with a BANG!

In the meantime don't worry,
if you're in a hurry,
'cuz some poor guy got stuck
   sitting here like a duck.

Your emails we'll receive,
so no need to grieve.
We'll be a bit slow,
but we're raring to go.

Your books will be worked on,
your edits still made,
we're just resting a bit,
   before we all fade.

So please excuse the delays;
It won't be for days;
we'll jump on your queries,
   for your wondrous new series.

We waited for Santa,
'Cuz we love old St. Nick,
And sure 'nuff he came,
   It wasn't a trick.

And as he rode off,
into the night,
I could swear I heard Hitch yell,
   "That Edit's Not Right!"

~~~~~~~~~~

We'll be back on the morning of January 5th; we'll be here parttime between now and then, thanks.