Stealing Janna Sweenie

Do you own your own good name?  Or can someone take your name, your expertise in the field, and use it to sell t-shirts and postcards without your approval or knowledge?  My beloved wife Janna Sweenie and I write American Sign Language books together.  One of our bestsellers is “Hand Jive” — and that’s where this torrid story begins and ends.

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John Denner Strengthens Your Left Hand

Every week, I get an email from detailing the new video lessons and guitar TABs they have for sale.  Last week, I was especially intrigued to see a video lesson from country singing star John Denver on how to build left hand fretboard strength. 

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The Burning Hand

We all know a match burns twice.

Few realize hot water burns forever.

Boiled water in a cup spilled once on your wrist burns you twice on your hand then thrice on your leg — and on and on in evaporating, fiery, droplets — as you react and flinch until there’s nothing left of you to burn.

Hand Jive Book Cover Art

On July 1, 2005 Janna and I finished writing and creating images for illustration in our Hand Jive book published by Barnes & Noble in New York. The book has been in production for the last year and is now ready to be sent to the printer this week for publication and distribution and sale!

You can see images of the Hand Jive book cover art below and if you have any comments or see any errors, please leave a specific comment. The first image is the front cover and spine; the second image is the back cover; the third image is the inside front flap; the last image is the inside back flap.

Hand Jive Book Cover!

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My Death

by Janet Hanna

Even now,
At the moment of my death,
I put my hand in yours,
As I have done for years,
And wait, as always,
For your strength to bolster mine.
I can hear Emily’s fly
Buzzing in my head.
It seems incongruous here
In the sterile whiteness of this room.
How odd that nothing seems to matter now.

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