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familiar Echo's ~ fragmented~ By Evan Hawkins A story of challenge, growth, change in & out of abusive situations

Guide to the release of
familiar Echo’s

an Evan Hawkins novel.

Evan Hawkins To Release 'Familiar Echo's Fragmented' Through
Digital Platform

The mind thinks it's protecting us when it tucks away pieces of who we are. But it's not strong enough to hold them back forever. Everyone has to face the monsters.
...Echo was no exception.

The memories crept up when she least expected it ...When her mind was powerless against it, as she slept. recollection broke through to reality and shattered the illusions, until there was no more pretending. She had to face the past, to be done with it.
She had to do it for all of them. Without breaking the silence, she would not slay
the monsters that taunted and held her hostage ...The memories of terror are silenced by
warriors who’d rise to recognize them. Echo didn't win the first round, but the last round had yet to be

-- (NYC) Echo has been in a state of denial for decades, her life has been difficult at best. It shouldn't have taken the winds of change to make her acknowledge her defect but it did. Everyone has their waking point. It's usually their breaking point. Inspired by a dream that won't be shaken; Echo's search through fragmented recollections of family dysfunction and layers of hidden turmoil leading her on a journey to connecting a spirit beaten ragged by the blows of past taunting events.

Return with her on this journey that before now she was afraid to remember; haunting events that have been the conduit of a lingering state of depression for too long.
Follow her as she readjusts her eyes to a new reality with its blanks filled-in, the support of her family and friends helps her to purge the toxins within her that have caused her to retreat into a life of patched together fantasy that could never quite be called living. Surviving takes on new meaning, as she meets life head-on, and faces a jaded past
so that she can begin to tear down boundaries put in place which guarded her from the past allowing her the strength to burst into a unfamiliar future.
Echo was an army brat born in Fayetteville North Carolina, transplanted to Harlem NYC, Echo's author Evan Hawkins is no stranger to change/transformations. An abuse survivor, she finds purpose in boldly passing on necessary information about abuse to others who may not otherwise be aware of signs, exit strategies, or healing methods. Finding power in her family and adoring her mother; who taught by example and word to Echo and her relatives the importance of honor, dignity and strength. Evan continues to seek inspiration as well as extend it. Her hope with the release of Echo's' is to share, inspire, and encourage growth in and out of difficult situations, knowing firsthand that any experience can be overcome, through acknowledgment of the pain, and the work it takes to self-nurture one's way to a state of emotional health. Evan's choice to include the release of "Echo's" digitally is based on her experience in the digital realm, and a belief that all of society's experiences will soon be found in the perimeter of digital media. Being an avid participant in the growth of the internet for the past 12 years, she's watched the expansion of the medium, and believes in the accessibility of media materials in many forms.
When she was first introduced to the Ning network for instance, she joined many of the writing networks with enthusiasm but soon found in many cases a necessary amount of intimacy was missing from the experiences in some of the larger networks. Inspired to fill in the missing element, she launched her network 'Bird's Eye View' at
to embrace the diverse expressions of creativity in everyone, and ensure members enjoy the nurturing atmosphere of a community intent to celebrate its members.

She will be giving away coupons for Echo's digital version via a complimentary code, to randomly selected comment at her network: Birds Eye View at when it releases in May 2009. The release of her book via the growing platform, is influenced by the myriad of e-book formats Smashwords provides for each book submitted. Contact for Review and interview requests: for immediate response [1 hr] Please enjoy absolutely free without any obligation one quarter of Echo’s at also available in soft cover ISBN 9781438919126 or hardcover ISBN 9781438974880

An excerpt
familiar Ec.hos *fragmented*

©2009 Evan Hawkins. All rights reserved

An excerpt
familiar Echos *fragmented*

©2009 Evan Hawkins. All rights reserved

Echoing Soul __ Nostalgic Eyes
“In this bright future we cannot forget our past.”
Bob Marley

It was an uncomfortable sultry early August morning; the air felt still; it was as if the heat surrounded the entire atmosphere; reclaiming every aspect of the previously comfortable warm misty summer night. The night before the trees in the back yard swayed as if they were dancing to a beautiful sexy song. This morning she peeked through the drawn window shades, the sun was intense. It wasn’t an ordinary early summer morning
sun--the sky was radiant white, and the trees in the yard were motionless. The intense heat was heavy, yet the heat swooped down across the city. Echo thought to herself, “This is that ugly weather.” She smiled remembering where she’d first heard of ugly weather. Echo closed her eyes as she recalled how she had become acquainted with the expression from a group of animated young women—she took flight on her imagination --she was recalling a long past day, when she sat listening to a group of young women talking about, “Ugly weatha.” Echo always felt that her memories were scattered and
fragmented—there were complete years of memories that she couldn’t recall. However, her adolescence and teenage years are somewhat clearer than the years when she was younger. There are flashes of fragmented days in her lifetime. The memories that she did retain were stored away in her mind and heart; the ones that she used as a point of
reference in her life; the one’s that made it possible for her to tell her story; in her mind eye she carefully lifts her treasure chest open—beneath silky and sticky webs and dust. She hadn’t gone to her memory chest for a while. Echo imagined pulling away more of the sticky, silky webbing which kept her memories from fading away; kept her vibrant memories in place despite the fact that they were pulled out and put away over and
over again.
Echo goes deeper, removing the silky webbing as she begins to flow hypnotically into a splendid nostalgic echoing of memories concerning the occasion spent in her Harlem neighborhood sitting near a mature group of animated sister-women on a day just like today—a setting with a comparable steamy climate. She smiled at the memory of how she was educated about “Ugly,”-- unpleasant weather, unsightly people and nice-naughty events. The memory was so vivid—the echoing sounds of soulful music and laughter wafting meticulously through the circle of friends; the heat lingering from the afternoon’s radiant sun, which had washed over the smooth stone of the tenement steps. The steps were now shadowed by the south-west looming-tall side by side buildings, making the stoop an invitingly pleasant seat for Echo; the sun heated smooth stone seat
caressed her young firm brown body beneath the thin bright summer material that she wore.
Animal rights [protection] existed against cruelty & neglect. Animals were of more value to the "family" on the books before the rights of children were written into law, but victims of abuse don’t have to suffer in silence. Wounds can be healed-- They should be healed …

familiar Echos
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