In the concluding book of the Mount Emily series, Patsy and Elena are now in Secondary Four and face having to leave Mount Emily Girls’ School by the end of the year. However, they soon find that graduating from their beloved school is the least of their concerns, as unexpected circumstances lead them to have a final showdown with the Midnight Warriors, and in so doing, change the course of time travel forever.

When Elena discovers that she might not actually be a Time Keeper, and is instead a Midnight Warrior, she suffers from a deep identity crisis. Together with her best friend Patsy Goh, she once again travels back in time to her mother’s teenage years, where she attempts to prevent her mother from meeting her father, in order to save them from a disastrous marriage. But can they really change the past?

While digging around their school’s backyard in search of an urban legend, Patsy Goh and her best friend Elena are whisked back in time to 1987. Trapped in their mums’ 13-year-old bodies, the duo race against the clock to hunt down the magical time crystal that got them in this mess, before the evil Midnight Warriors find it and cause a time crisis that could destroy all of existence.

Patsy Goh and her best friend Elena Tan travel back to 1988 again. This time, they’re on a mission to save their friends who have been kidnapped by a member of the Midnight Warriors cult. Patsy also makes a startling discovery about herself that might just change her life forever… Mount Emily Revisited is the second in a series of books which centre on two time-traveling 13-year-old students at Mount Emily Girls’ School. The books feature time travel with a strong focus on female teen friendship whilst exploring the girls’ family backgrounds and how they deal with their very different problems.

When your Dad can crash his airplane into two water buffalo, life is unlikely to go according to plan. Even so, Emily Joy puts on her rose-tinted specs, leaves behind her comfortable life as anbsp;doctor in York and heads off for two years to a remote hospital in Sierra Leone. There she finds the oranges are green, the bananas are black and her patients are, well, really ill. There's no water, no electricity, no oxygen, no amputation saw—and Dr. Em is no surgeon. And there's no chocolate to treat her nasty case of unrequited love. Then the rebels invade! Dr. Em's problems are tiny compared to those faced by the people of Sierra Leone on a daily basis. If they can remain so optimistic, what's Em's excuse? Our green doctor is a bit of a yellow-belly, often red-faced, trying to fight the blues. But green oranges give sweet orange juice. Never judge a fruit by its color.

WHAT IF SOMEONE STEALS MY IDEA? Beginning novelists often fear that if they tell anyone their idea someone else will take it and go make millions of dollars. And so aspiring writers hold their ideas close to their vests-sometimes not even writing them down. The members of ChiLibris, all multi-published Christian novelists, remember when they had the same fear. Something they've all discovered is that it isn't the idea that is so unique-since the same basic stories are told again and again, and we never tire of hearing them. What's unique is the expression of those ideas. To show new writers that they can relax about their ideas-and to simply celebrate the diversity of their storytelling gifts-the members of ChiLibris undertook this book. Each writer made something different from the same basic idea. Each of the 21 short stories in this book uses the same five elements: THE FIRST LINE: THE WIND WAS PICKING UP. MISTAKEN IDENTITY PURSUIT AT A NOTED LANDMARK UNUSUAL FORM OF TRANSPORTATION THE LAST LINE: SO THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT SHE DID.

“Read it. You will be uplifted.”—Ruth Ozeki, Zen priest, author of A Tale for the Time Being Marie Mutsuki Mockett's family owns a Buddhist temple 25 miles from the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear power plant. In March 2011, after the earthquake and tsunami, radiation levels prohibited the burial of her Japanese grandfather's bones. As Japan mourned thousands of people lost in the disaster, Mockett also grieved for her American father, who had died unexpectedly. Seeking consolation, Mockett is guided by a colorful cast of Zen priests and ordinary Japanese who perform rituals that disturb, haunt, and finally uplift her. Her journey leads her into the radiation zone in an intricate white hazmat suit; to Eiheiji, a school for Zen Buddhist monks; on a visit to a Crab Lady and Fuzzy-Headed Priest’s temple on Mount Doom; and into the "thick dark" of the subterranean labyrinth under Kiyomizu temple, among other twists and turns. From the ecstasy of a cherry blossom festival in the radiation zone to the ghosts inhabiting chopsticks, Mockett writes of both the earthly and the sublime with extraordinary sensitivity. Her unpretentious and engaging voice makes her the kind of companion a reader wants to stay with wherever she goes, even into the heart of grief itself.