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Marlan Warren is a journalist, novelist, editor, playwright, screenwriter, blogger, website designer, and publicist. She is the author of the fictionalized memoir, Roadmaps for the Sexually Challenged: All’s Not Fair in Love or War and the AIDS memoir, Rowing on a Corner. She reviews for Midwest Book Review. Marlan is also a filmmaker.

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If anyone ever told you that you were anything less than wonderful—they lied. 
                         —ALL STORMS PASS: RAIN AND FIRE 
Life Coach Luke Benoit has followed up his book, ALL STORMS PASS: THE ANTI-MEDITATIONS with a second book in the series: RAIN AND FIRE. Warning: This is not a book for the faint of heart in need of recovery from trauma. It’s a two-fisted, take-no-prisoners approach to coping with mental, emotional, and psychosomatic traumatic challenges.

This book offers ways to soothe the suffering and liberate them, if they are willing to face their demons.

As with the first book, Benoit presents verses he calls “anti-meditations” (which are the same as meditations, only different). RAIN AND FIRE continues to riff on therapeutic themes of recovery, addiction, self-help, and personal spirituality. A former psychotherapist with extensive 12-Step Recovery knowhow, Benoit proposes that these anti-meditations may occasionally serve as puzzles—jumping off places for discussion, self-assessment, or prayer.

As a philosopher and poet, Benoit strikes a balance between his own truths and universal truths. Yes, he went through the Valley of the Shadow, but he points out that his experiences are not unique. The question ultimately is not necessarily how can we avoid trauma, but how can we flourish in spite of it?

RAIN AND FIRE’S hybrid of searing poetry, confessional naked rage and heartfelt love is tempered with popup humor that keeps the reader smiling through tears while turning pages. Instead of titles, the meditations have subject-oriented headlines such as:

“When will it be success and how will I know it when it gets here?”

“Today, I will admit that sometimes BEING STUCK IS A CHOICE”

“Today, I will accept that LIFE is not an ALFRED HITCHCOCK MOVIE”

“There comes a time when no matter where you've been and no matter what you've been through, you have to MOVE FORWARD anyway”

And my personal favorite:

I will WALK MY DOG -
no matter what else is
going on.

Even Benoit’s Dedication starts out with a smile:

For my Auntie Cia,
my Mom and Dad
and the Tall Dark Stranger
I thought might bury me
in the basement.
In a poignant, highly personal passage, the author reveals that after writing the first book, he suffered a physical and mental breakdown that was eventually diagnosed as severe vertigo—a health crisis that ended his progress for a time, except in the arena of healing, which eventually did happen. 

Benoit does not attempt to offer readers magical solutions received from On High, but supplies aid as a fellow traveler who has come many times to a crossroads that asks him to choose between Light and Darkness, and he continues to choose Light.

I highly recommend this book to advocates of 12-Step Recovery and those who wish to learn more about it; seekers of recovery from trauma or life itself; spiritual seekers; and poetry lovers.

Author: Luke Benoit
Publisher: Luke Benoit
Publication Date: May 27, 2021
Language: English
Paperback: 346 pages $17.95
Available on Amazon


On Friday, Sept. 23 at 6:30 p.m. Sherry Glaser will read/sign her new book, “The First Practical Handbook for Crazy People: Making the Best of Mental Illness” (co-written with her late mother, Shelly Glaser) at Gallery Bookshop, 319 Kasten Street, Mendocino, Calif. 95460.

Authors Shelly Glaser (L) and Sherry Glaser (R)

Mendocino, CA, September 06, 2016 --(PR.com)-- 

The First Practical Handbook for Crazy People empowers by removing the stigma of "crazy," and replacing it with the hope that we can move through healing and serenity, no matter whose genes we inherited.—Midwest Book Review

On Friday, Sept. 23 at 6:30 p.m., the Gallery Bookshop in Mendocino, Calif. will host author and award-winning performance artist Sherry Glaser’s book launch of "The First Practical Handbook for Crazy People [Making the Best of Mental Illness]," which was co-written with her late mother, Shelly Glaser.

Sherry will be on hand to read and sign the book; and discuss related topics, including her mother’s determination to transcend her severe mental illness diagnosis; the impact of parental mental illness on children who may fear inheriting "craziness;" and what it’s like to co-write a book with a parent who is deceased.

Mother's Milk Publications released the book in paperback on Sept. 6. The handbook came out in Kindle e-book format last month, and garnered stellar reader reviews. Radio journalist Christina Aanestad called it “a unique testament to the human spirit and a touching memoir to Sherry's late mother, who lived a full life with a mental illness, gaining a law degree, managing a company, and raising a family—all while going crazy.”

“Years after my mother died, I came across this manuscript she’d written entitled ‘The First Practical Handbook for Crazy People,’” said Sherry Glaser in a phone interview with journalist Marlan Warren. “I was struck by how honest she was in sharing her own journey and her down-to-earth tips for others who may also be struggling.”

In 2015, Sherry decided to pick up where her mother left off—polishing Shelly Glaser’s manuscript, while adding her own harrowing ‘herstory.’ In the book’s section, “Sherry: The Sequel,” Sherry recounts her rollercoaster life which has run the gamut from celebrated performance artist (her award-winning Off-Broadway show “Family Secrets” still holds the title of “The Longest Running One-Woman Show in Off-Broadway History”) to the mysterious disappearance of her husband to pot advocacy (and SWAT arrest) to lesbian marriage and divorce. Like her mother, Sherry shares the tools she uses to keep straitjackets at bay.

“We’re breaking new ground here,” said Sherry Glaser. “This is the first mother-daughter mental health recovery handbook.”

Clinical psychologist Lauren J. Oliver commented in an Amazon review: “It is inspiring to experience a clear-voiced woman who is committed to self-healing and being well, and who uses many practical and valuable tools to do so.”

The book also features Shelly Glaser’s “Companion Questionnaire,” which serves as an interactive workbook to help readers “avoid making uninformed choices.”

Sherry Glaser created “The First Practical Blog for Crazy People” and on Aug. 22, posted:

“We don't know what's next, but if we know where we're coming from, and that there are practical tools ready and available, we can learn to crawl and walk and run and eventually...fly.”

Book Launch Location:
Gallery Bookshop
319 Kasten Street
Mendocino, CA 95460
E-mail: info@gallerybookshop.com
Phone: (707) 937-2665

Gallery Bookshop Website:

Book Info:
Media Kit: http://sherryglasermediakit.blogspot.com/
Title: The First Practical Handbook for Crazy People [Making the Best of Mental Illness]
Authors: Shelly Glaser with Sherry Glaser
Genre: Psychology & Counseling Mental Illness/Self-Help
Publisher: Mother's Milk Publications
Paperback: Pub. Sept. 6, 2016 Kindle E-Book: Pub. Aug. 4, 2016
ISBN: 978-0-692-76460-2 (90 pages) ASIN: B01JTMPELO (File Size: 308 KB)
Available on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Sherry-Glaser/e/B001KE31AG

Book Blog: http://www.thefirstpracticalblogsforcrazypeople.com/
Website: http://www.sherryglaser.net
Contact: sherryamore67@outlook.com

As a Clinical Psychologist, I am deeply impressed with the wisdom and determination emergent in The First Practical Handbook for Crazy People. Rare and inspiring to meet and experience a clear-voiced woman who is committed to self-healing and being well, and uses many practical and valuable tools to do so. This is what psychology should be: tools and knowledge for Every Person to inquire, investigate, experiment, understand and so heal herself and the world around her.

Sherry Glaser, brilliant comedic playwright, activist, world lover, and a “chip off the matriarch” has coauthored with her mom Shelly this practical booklet to guide the everyday search for greater consciousness and inner peace. Shelly shares cultivated practices for dealing with “the Crazy” that will serve anyone in our society. The gratitude, joy and revelry in self-love inspired in the reader is phenomenal. Read it! You’ll use it!

As a teacher & practitioner of clinical psychology, I have not seen a better set/compendium of tools to understand and deal with the emotional roller coaster resulting from abuse suffered in childhood that has a “fracturing effect on your being”. Find herein tried-and-true practices for mental health and conscious awareness, to help you and me deal with “the Crazy” world we live in. I admire this courageous writer who, up against grave and forgotten trauma, determined to live her life with joy.

It is my experience after working with some of the most diagnostically mentally ill people on the planet during the last 40 years that in some fundamental way they may be the healthiest amongst us. Consider, if we can live in denial or in upset, who is closest to the truth? Lauren J. Oliver, Clinical Psychologist
By Marlan Warren:

The Mother-Daughter Continuum
Continuum: noun (kƒn-tin'yoo- ƒm): A continuous sequence in which adjacent elements are not perceptibly different from each other, although the extremes are quite distinct, e.g., at the fast end of the fast-slow continuum.
--The First Practical Handbook for Crazy People [Making the Best of Mental Illness]

In the self-help tradition of Louise Hay’s New Thought books (“Heal Your Life”), comes The First Practical Handbook for Crazy People [Making the Best of Mental Illness]. It not only features tips from mental patient, Shelly Glaser, but the twist is that this handbook was not only posthumously published, but co-written with her daughter—award-winning performance artist and author, Sherry Glaser—after Shelly died.

Years after her mother’s death (hastened by the side effects of anti-psychotic medications), Sherry Glaser came across the manuscript in rough draft (with this title) and felt inspired to finish it, adding her own story—which included deep fear of inheriting mental illness— and delineating the tools she uses to transcend that dread and keep herself sane.T

True to its title, this book offers practical step-by-step tools made so simple that anyone could try them and not feel overwhelmed by the prospect. They include meditation, the mind-body connection and the “exotic” (for the more adventurous).

Each Glaser has walked through her own mental hell. Each tells her hair-raising story (in the elder Glaser’s case, literally, as she endured numerous electroshock treatments) with eloquence and wry humor.

The book opens with Mama Glaser’s life story. Along the way, she stops to explain what worked for her, what didn’t work for her, and encourages all seekers to make their own decisions as they explore options for recovery. How do you choose a therapist? Should you get electroshock treatments? Shelly lays out the choices without pushing. She does not try to sell herself as an expert on anything but her own experiences. Her direct honesty and plain talk give an insider look into how mental illness can be bravely borne with a strong will to heal whatever can be healed. Shelly Glaser could be your mother, your sister, your daughter…your peer. And her resilience inspires.

Then “The Mother-Daughter Continuum” swings into focus as Sherry tells her side, creating a link between their “herstories” that resonates beyond the grave.

It’s no surprise that Sherry Glaser puts “Creativity” at the top of her list of mental health lifesavers. She came to New York fame with her one-woman show, Family Secrets, which still holds the title of the Longest-Running One-Woman Show in Off-Broadway History. In 2015, her Oh My Goddess!: A Comedy of Biblical Proportions won the Best Avant-Garde award at New York's United Solo Festival.

In the section entitled Sherry: The Sequel, she recounts her rollercoaster life without a trace of self-pity or morbid self-reflection. Sherry reveals herself to be a dedicated activist against war and for cannabis legalization, who was devastated by the sudden disappearance of her husband, which remains an unsolved mystery to this day. Add to that lesbian marriage/divorce and arrest by a SWAT team, and it seems a wonder she is not in a straitjacket.

And speaking of straitjackets…

The cover features a black man smiling beatifically…in a straitjacket. How did this cover come to grace the Mother-Daughter Continuum’s first handbook? Sherry explains before she even gets to page 1. Hint: Her mother was behind it.

No alternative tool is left unturned. Mother and daughter offer two different viewpoints on the topic of electroshock therapy vs. medical cannabis. Actually, one left something out of her story in this regard, and the other one put it back in. Hint: Sherry Glaser is a founding member of the Love In It Co-op, a medical marijuana dispensary in Mendocino, California.

With its Companion Questionnaire that is designed to be used in a Clinical Psychology classroom as a workbook, but is user-friendly enough for a more casual setting, The First Practical Handbook for Crazy People serves as a useful, calming addition to anyone’s mental health library.

And for those of us whose parents struggled with the horrors of mental illness, this book does its best to empower us by removing the stigma of “crazy,” and replacing it with the hope that we can move through healing and serenity, no matter whose genes we inherited.


What I like about this book is that it is simple and concise, it is gentle but direct. This book is very helpful to anyone who is dealing with mental illness or who knows someone who is. This is a guide on how to get through it, on how to get over it, and how to get to the other side. I'm very glad I got to read it.

—Shyla Weathers

The First Practical Handbook for Crazy People is a wonderful resource for
everyone who is ready to let go of of labeling themselves as “mentally ill.” This creative, mother/daughter, duo speaks to the truth in all of our lives--We’ve all been wounded and we’re all recovering. The old model of separating sick from healthy, crazy from sane, no longer works. We are all on this earth to love and accept ourselves. This book is the perfect gift for anyone who is on the path of healing and is ready for the support and guidance of two “crazy ladies” who speak the truth.

--Jed Diamond, PhD, author of

The Practical Handbook for Crazy People will make you laugh and cry with personal narratives about going crazy, coming back and lessons learned. Shelly and Sherry Glaser, a mother-daughter duo, share their insights and tips on how to successfully manage mental illness and stress in every day life. It's a testament to the human spirit and a touching memoir to Sherry's late mother, Shelly, who lived a full life with a mental illness, gaining a law degree, managing a company, and raising a family-all while going crazy. Here, they offer their secrets to success in a sweet and simple book of advice that crazy and not-so-crazy people can utilize. It is a reminder and how-to guide to find the silver lining in life's everyday struggles and experiences.
 —Christina Aanestad, Radio Journalist (KPFA)

Sherry and Shelly Glaser team up to bring an amazing work on living with mental illness. In her lifetime the elder Ms. Glaser compiled a wealth of strategies and tools that allowed her to live her best life. She offer them all to you, so that you can also live your best life.--Lasara Firefox Allen, author of Jailbreaking the Goddess: A Radical Revisioning of Feminist Spirituality [Teacher and Coach living with bipolar disorder]

My mother, Rochelle (Shelly) Lillian Hassan Glaser, was born on September 6, 1939, in the Bronx. Her mother and father were mentally incompetent. Her father had suffered brain damage as a child, and her mother had some kind of a delusional disorder that made her vulnerable to sick perversions. My mother was subjected to horrors that no human being, let alone a four year old, should ever experience. After appearing in court and testifying against her mother (who consequently was committed to a mental hospital for the rest of her life) my mother became a ward of the New York City foster care system until she was sixteen years old. 

Finally reunited with her sister in the Bronx, Shelly found some solace from strangers, yet still had to navigate the unpredictable eruptions of a cruel grandmother. Despite all these insurmountable obstacles, my mother found JOY. Whether on the rooftops of Bronx high rises singing Fiddler on the Roof with her sister or falling in love with my father at a friend’s engagement party in Brooklyn in 1959, my mother had a gift. She could always look on the bright side. 

She did, however, have a “nervous breakdown” in 1964, and began her journey through the revolving doors of mental hospitals. Still, she raised her children, was gainfully employed and stayed married to my father until he died in 1997. 

Even though her mental instability scared me, I also found her to be mystical and magical, and in touch with invisible forces. She had insights and the ability to distill her suffering into poetry and playwrighting, while channeling love and compassion. All this made her a brilliant being. My mother was illuminated. It comes as no surprise to me that genius and crazy are so close to each other on the spectrum.

This handbook is a distillation of my mother’s quest for sanity. Her biggest fear was being crazy. So she spent over forty years devising a system to not only exist, but thrive, be joyful and creative and avoid the “Crazy.” 

Eventually, she found creative outlets for her more “exotic” side. She even found a niche talking to the dead and delivering comforting messages to their living loved ones. Lots of friends and neighbors relied on her special talents and accepted her unusual ways. 

My mother died in February 2010 of kidney failure, but she had sworn an oath to finish this book before she died. In helping her complete her goal, I was able to spend time with my mom as I edited this handbook, and combine our wisdom and experience.  

Although it was my hereditary predisposition to go “crazy” like my mother and her mother before her, the chain was broken with me as I took myself into a journey of self­discovery and creative expression that has helped me stay sane against all odds. 

I hope this book will help anyone who struggles with the notion of “crazy” to find peace of mind and creative outlets that can relieve the pressures of living life. 

Albion, California


Gail Noble-Sanderson
Title: The Lavender House in Meuse
Author: Gail Noble-Sanderson
Publisher: Green Darner Press
Genre: Historical Fiction
Release Date: October 2015
ISBN: 978-0-9864390-2-5

Author Website | http://gailnoblesanderson.com
Contact | Publicist | Marlan Warren | memoircity@gmail.com
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Goodreads Author Page | Gail Noble Sanderson

Seattle, WA—Kari Hock, Managing Editor of Seattle’s Green Darner Press, has announced plans to release Gail Noble-Sanderson’s “The Lavender House in Meuse” in October of this year. The novel charts the post-war course of healing taken by a young nurse traumatized by her tragic experiences at the Front during World War I.

“This book will fill an important niche often overlooked in fiction and non-fiction: how Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder affected nurses in our First World War,” said Hock. “Military nurses still suffer this syndrome, making the topic more relevant than ever.”

“Freedom seldom takes us where we thought we were going.”
—The Lavender House in Meuse

Set in France, “The Lavender House in Meuse” traces the journey of Marie Durant Chagall from girlhood to adulthood; from her comfortable home in Marseille with her father and sister to the Front where she pursues her need for independence and service as a young woman; and finally to an inherited, rather isolated, country home by the Meuse River (surrounded by soothing lavender fields) where she seeks to heal, through solitude and nature, from trauma suffered in a bomb attack on her medical facility at The Front. She is not alone for long and soon finds herself caring for recovering soldiers in her new home while trying to process their pain and her own in this post-war setting.

Although the novel will be categorized as “Historical Fiction,” Noble-Sanderson has reason to believe the events actually happened, and the characters portrayed once lived. During a recent interview with book news blogger Marlan Warren (Roadmap Girl’s Book Buzz), Noble-Sanderson stated: “I believe all the characters, settings, dialogue and details are memories.”

Noble-Sanderson went on to explain that she can be in the middle of traffic, watering her garden, doing laundry or fishing on a lake, and “I will remember events, clearly ‘hear’ dialogue, and see the setting vividly in my mind.”

The Seattle-based author added: “I take advantage of those times when the flow of the story—the memories—are most vivid. Then I edit and hone the writing.”

When asked if she intended the story to be “anti-war,” Noble-Sanderson replied that acts of wartime atrocities always result in “wounds and deaths of many sorts, and scars that continue to fester and alter the character of our lives in countless ways.”

“Ultimately I hope readers will come away with an expanded understanding of what life was like for nurses in World War I,” said Noble-Sanderson. “And what the trauma of war can do to an individual, and to a nation, both culturally and emotionally.”

For more info and the full interview:

Sanderson-Noble will present and sign “The Lavender House in Meuse” at Village Books in Bellingham, Wash. in early November. An October launch event is also being planned at a location to be announced.
Author Event Info:
Village Books
1200 11th Street
Bellingham, WA 98225
Tel: 360.671.2626

Green Darner Press
9600 Stone Avenue North
Seattle, Washington 98103

Chapter 3: Nursing, July 1915-April 1916 

     In great pain, I sat up and looked round in the complete darkness. Overcast and extremely cold, no stars illuminated the space around me. The darkness was a gift for which I cried grateful tears. I knew I was in shock. I felt no discomfort in my legs and thinking I might attempt to stand, I found them not willing to assist in any manner as pain ripped through my body. My arms worked and helped me to a sitting position but that lasted only a minute or so. Dizzy from the effort, I laid down on my back and turned my head from side to side in an attempt to see what was left of us all and our makeshift hospital. I could see nothing. Even as my eyes adjusted to the dark, I saw no tents, no equipment, no one about to come and help. No one. The sound of my own weeping joined the chorus of the wounded I knew were all around me. Some of us had survived.

     With that thought hung like a thin thread of hope round my heart, I drifted again into oblivion.

     They said I fought well. I battled the infection that had seeped into the wounds in my legs and traveled through my body bringing fevers and fits of chills. My left leg had been broken and both limbs torn open in deep wounds running the length of my calves. One-hundred stitches in each leg. The broken leg was kept splinted instead of cast so the long seam of stitches could heal more quickly. A severe concussion kept me in and out of reality for three weeks.

     During periods of wakefulness I spoke not a word. I had no thoughts, could not formulate questions, and wanted only to go to sleep again. No one mentioned Dr. Bisset, Annette, or Jeanne. If I did not ask, they would not be obliged to answer.

     December through February was spent in the recovery ward of the hospital in Paris, the same one in which I had trained. My physical wounds were healing well, and I was encouraged to take short walks several times a day. I did so with the aid of crutches and the kind assistance from the nurses. I was still speaking little, only one or two words at a time and perhaps only once or twice each day. I was repeatedly told there would be no long-term consequences from the concussion and that once I began speaking again, I would be well on my way to full recovery and able to travel home to Marseille.

     In March of 1917, the doctor who had been assigned to my care and who had provided it with great compassion and diligence came to pay me what he said was “a serious visit” to assess my readiness to return home. He could find no medical reason for my lack of ability to speak more than a word or two and requested that I try. It was most important to my recovery, he said, that I begin to speak openly and honestly about my condition and what I was feeling. Only then could he help me address my concerns. I did not think any of the staff had realized I had “concerns.”

     And what was this about my “condition”? I knew I had recovered from the concussion and was close to walking independently, which meant they would shortly send me home—the place I did not want to go for I would be appearing on Papa’s doorstep a wounded and broken person. I could not go there without at least a kind of normalcy returned to my spirit as well as my body. Thoughts of Papa and Solange’s concerned ministrations at seeing me come home impaired— defeated—were more grievous to me than any pain I now suffered.

     With a huge sigh of resignation and some sense of relief, I then began to talk. Where were Dr. Bisset, Jeanne, and Annette? Were they alright? How many others were injured? How long had I been here, what month was it, and had they contacted my family, and could I please stay on and work in the hospital?

     Gently the doctor disclosed that all three of my colleagues had been killed in the shelling along with twelve others. All others who had been injured that day had already recovered enough to be sent home or to long-term care facilities—except me.

     The decision had been made early after I had arrived at the hospital to keep me here at the facility in which I had trained. A familiar environment with people sensitive to what had occurred. And, yes, my family knew I had been injured, that I was recovering and would soon be in contact with them regarding my plans for a homecoming. We would talk later about my remaining in Paris to work in the hospital.

     Shaking his finger at me with furrowed brow and stern voice, the doctor told me, “For the next two weeks, Marie, you must do exactly as you are instructed. Eat what the nurses bring, and I mean all of it, exercise as much as possible by walking around the ward, and engage others in conversation. Come back to life, Marie, and if at the end of the two weeks you can convince me you are able to begin nursing again, we will see what openings are available. Oh, and you must contact your sister and father within the next few days. They are desperately worried for you.” 

     Without hesitation I quickly agreed to comply with each point. The possibility of resuming my work here, and not returning posthaste to Marseille, served as positive motivation. I was overcome with grief at the loss of my colleagues but betrayed nothing of my heavy heart to this physician who held my precarious future in his hands. I thanked him and bid him what I hoped was a hearty farewell, then I fell back into my bed and wrapped my sorrow round me tightly along with my blankets. Today I would grieve the loss of my friends, and tomorrow I would begin again. I knew I could do this. I must do this, I thought, for otherwise I would be sent home.

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