It’s a literary gift of gold! Thanks to my friend Roger, I learned of this resource for understanding life in AArmenians in Turkey 100 Years Agormenia prior to the 1915 genocide. I have only just begun my study of what it offers. The book is not merely an album of postcards. Detailed information about each postcard is provided: information about the image, whether it was posted or not and by whom. It also shares texts about Armenians of each vilayet, including information about the role played by Armenians in the economical, social and cultural life of the settlements in which they lived, the industrial and commercial branches in which they were concentrated, their quarters, churches, monasteries and schools, as well as demographical data.

I’ve mentioned before that my family came from Harput (also known as Harpoot, Kharpouth and Kharpert). Here is a peek at two of the postcards of the village. Kharpouth was a prosperous village along the primary trade route in the area. The first photo shows the village on the hill, and the second shows a group of tanners.

Education was valued by Armenians. The villages that could afford to do so provided eduction for both boys and girls:

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As I pursue my goal of creating a historical fiction that accurately reflects the lives of the story’s characters, I’m confident that this resource, combined with the many others I’ve collected, will help make our ancestors come alive on the pages.

Gu des-nu-veenk no-ren!

I’ll see you again!

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I’m thrilled to announce that my novel, THE EYES HAVE IT,  is a themed-week feature book in the Romance category on NetGalley from 11/11/19-11/17/19!

If you are unfamiliar with NetGalley, it is a site where book reviewers and other professional readers can read books before they are published, in e-galley or digital galley form. Members register for free and can request review copies or be invited to review by the publisher.

For a description of the book, simply click on the link, then click on the book cover to go to a synopsis.

You also can read an excerpt of the book by going to my book pages at Barnes & Noble or Amazon and look inside the book! A number of readers have already left very positive (mostly 5 star!) reviews on Amazon!

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Finished-Ebook imageToday marks four weeks since the release of The Eyes Have It It has been an eventful month, contacting local bookstores and libraries, running book giveaway contests and soliciting reviews, following up on promotional leads from the publisher, etc. Feedback has been positive and I have other activities lined up or in the planning process.

The first review came in time for inclusion on the back cover of the paperback:

With her new novel, Dawn Lajeunesse proves she understands the human heart as well as any writer working today, and she knows how to make a reader’s heart thump hard—with anticipation, with sorrow, with fear and with joy. The Eyes Have It is an intelligent, poignant, rewarding experience.” Mark Spencer, author of A Haunted Love Story: The Ghosts of the Allen House.

I’ve received four reviews on Amazon so far, mostly 5-star and one 4-star. Word of mouth is the best marketing tool!

And yesterday, I received my  Kirkus Review – too long to include it all, but here are the high points:

“Lajeunesse constructs a powder keg of family secrets, featuring plenty of dramatic irony…. Olivia remains a vulnerable and realistic heroine throughout, and Lajeunesse pays close attention to her emotional oscillations between yearning and disappointment.
A fiery family drama. . . .” Kirkus Reviews

So far, so good.

Over the coming weeks and months, I’ll continue to feed and water this seedling. Meanwhile, my research and interviews for my Armenian story plods forward!

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Pa-ree lo’o ees!
Good Morning!

Last weekend I had the pleasure of spending time with my extended Armenian family in the Boston area. My local cousin, my sister and her spouse, and I joined with cousins for an Essegian/Mahakian reunion and a weekend of activities – and of course, eating!
We arrived Thursday afternoon and celebrated the much-anticipated weekend with some Armenian wine, compliments of cousin Lorraine.
Our cousin Ira volunteered to chauffer us around, since we plebian upstate NYS drivers dreaded driving around Boston.

First stop was the Genocide Memorial in downtown Boston – beautiful and peaceful:

After also wandering around Quincy Market and the wharf area, we headed to Ani’s in Belmont for its authentic Armenian food in a casual setting. It lived up to its reputation!

More than once in our wanderings we remarked on our gratitude that Ira was driving – not just in downtown Boston but the entire surrounding area!

Saturday we headed for the Armenian Museum in Watertown. I’ve included several photos from the museum in past posts. There were some items I either missed the first time or had been added, most notably this phenomenal needlework using silkworm cocoons! In old Armenia, many of the villages were along the famed Silk Road, heavily trafficked by merchants traveling between the Orient and the western countries. My family, from Kharpert, lived in one of the busiest trading areas.
Cocoon embroidery - Museum
From the museum we headed to the home of cousin Bobby and his delightful (and talented) children, Amy and Robert. Everyone brought a contribution for the dinner, but the bulk of the feast was created by Bob and his girlfriend, Allison. All I can say is, OINK – it was wonderful! But at least as wonderful was seeing cousins we hadn’t seen in years and some who hadn’t been born the last time we were all together. We failed at our intent to take a group photo, so I will just include a couple of memorable pics of our family elder and source of many family stories, John, with his beloved Alicia and Mike, and niece/nephew Amy and Michael. Amy, a classically trained soprano, graced us with a sampling of her favorite pieces. Breathtaking!

Late to the party were Ira’s wife, Diane with children (Lauren and husband Jorge) and grandchildren (Elizabeth and Ryan), who were at Ryan’s soccer game.

It was such a joy to connect with the cousins, who had been such a huge part of our early family life.

Har-kank-ne’-rus po-lo-reen!
My regards to all!

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What a whirlwind week this has been! I can’t remember when I’ve been more enthusiastic about writing done and writing planned!

Finished-Ebook imageIn the first six days post release, the copies have flown off my shelf and out of Amazon and B&N faster than I’ve experienced with previous books! And I already have 3 reviews on Amazon – ALL FIVE-STARS! It’s so exciting to watch and get feedback from readers. The giveaway contest on-line certainly didn’t hurt, but that was only 10 books. Thanks to all of you for showing interest (and those of you who went ahead and bought a book when your name wasn’t drawn for the giveaway)!

Please remember to post a review on Amazon &/or Goodreads. And a favorable note on Facebook certainly can’t hurt!

So, while  The Eyes Have It  has monopolized most of my attention for a couple of weeks, my Armenian historical fiction has never been far from my mind. I found my mind wandering to why I started it in the first place.


It started with an ancestry search that led me here, to the church where I was raised. Sadly, it no longer serves a congregation, but the building has not yet been sold, which is what made my visit possible.DSC01034 (2)


As I wandered around and through the church and my memories, I came across the cornerstone that dated the completion of the church in 1916. The church congregation first came together in 1906, but underwent a series of changes before this church was built.

And then there were the windows, the catalyst that drew me into the world of my ancestors and their early experiences in America following their flight from the massacres by the Ottoman Turks.

As a child, upon entering the church, I felt a sense of awe and warmth. As I walked toward the altar during this visit, I felt that same sense of peace and comfort. I knew right then that I would write about it. I simply didn’t know exactly what. Since that day, nearly a year ago, I’ve immersed myself in Armenian culture, in stories of the few early church members who are still alive, and those of the generations that followed the early arrivals. I’ve reconnected with people I’ve not talked with in years, and brought together family members that were scattered for decades. This coming weekend I will spend in the Boston area with members of the Essegian/Mahakian extended family, visiting the Genocide Memorial in Boston, returning to the Armenian Museum in Watertown, having dinner at Ani’s in Watertown, and wrapping up the festivities with a family feast at the home of one of my cousins. And yes, the feast will be Armenian food.

I don’t know where this story is taking me yet. But I know it’s a journey that was meant to be.



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THE EYES HAVE IT Giveaway Ends Soon!

Get in it to win it! 

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Drawing is next Thursday! Don’t miss out!

Leave a comment “I want to win a copy.”

Or go to my Facebook Page and comment “I want to win a copy.”

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Celebrating the official release of The Eyes Have It, we are announcing a drawing to win a copy of the new romantic thriller! Check out the press release:

Young Love Takes Center Stage in Latest Novel by Dawn Essegian Lajeunesse
Summary: Dog Ear Publishing reviews a new novel by Dawn Essegian Lajeunesse that pairs young love with current events in an unforgettable journey exploring family loyalty and the hope for a better life.
SARATOGA SPRINGS, N.Y. – High school senior Olivia had no idea that requesting a senior picture from soccer star Ethan Alexander would change her life. It’s as if she’s been struck by lightning when she’s the focus of his megawatt smile. A new novel, released by Dog Ear Publishing, tells the story of the young lovers and an event that forever shatters their world.
In “The Eyes Have It,” Olivia and Ethan start a whirlwind romance, becoming absorbed with their new relationship and shutting out the rest of the world. When her father finally meets Ethan, he seems to take an instant dislike to him, leaving the teens puzzled by his behavior. Her father is typically an easy-going man.
Ethan’s family, on the other hand, is much more welcoming, including his Muslim mother, who once lived in Saudi Arabia. The exception is his older brother Jamail, who seems committed to converting Ethan to Islam from Catholicism and has nothing good to say about Olivia.
During a traditional family outing with Olivia’s family and Ethan, disaster strikes, and dozens of lives are affected. Although Ethan, Olivia and her brother are not injured, things will change dramatically in the aftermath of the horrific event, a terrorist attack. As authorities begin to pepper both families with questions, long-held secrets eventually come to light, rippling through the two families with devastating emotional impact.
“The Eyes Have It” takes readers on a journey that could play out in any number of U.S. cities, drawing readers in with its relentless action. Whether the young lovers can survive what life has thrown their way remains to be seen, but sacrifice and love of family can’t always guarantee a happy ending.
Author Dawn Essegian Lajeunesse is getting glowing reviews for the novel. She “proves she understands the human heart as well as any writer working today, and she knows how to make a reader’s heart thump hard – with anticipation, with sorrow, with fear, and with joy,” writes author Mark Spencer.

Your winnings, if your name is drawn, will be your choice of a signed paperback copy or an e-book gifted to you through Amazon!

It’s SO easy to enter! Simply comment on this blog OR go to my Facebook author page and comment: “I want to win a copy of The Eyes Have It!” 

It’s as easy as that!

Four winners of e-books and two winners of signed paperback copies will be announced next week, after the selection process and notification of winners is complete.


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Sometime in July, my cousin and I were visiting another family member who is dealing with some serious health issues. He expressed how much he used to love Armenian food, but all the family and friends who used to make and share it were gone.

As you may know from past posts, I’ve been experimenting over the last year with re-learning Armenian cooking. I had the privilege of being invited to participate in preparations for the annual festival at St. Peter’s Armenian Church in Watervliet, NY, and I learned so much there about techniques!

What better way to test my “training” and practice than to prepare a monumentally memorable Armenian feast?

I spent much of August and September preparing and freezing foods. I believe it’s safe to say there are no quick or easy Armenian recipes – only ranges of time consuming. But my efforts were rewarded with a memorable feast and rave reviews. Pictured here are the culinary delights and menu:


I challenge you to match the foods with the menu!

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I’ve shared the prologue and first chapter in previous posts. Now here’s a look at one of the many twists in the story line:

Ethan held the door as I slid onto the leather seats. Very soft and plush. Most definitely he couldn’t have afforded this level of quality if it weren’t in an old, pink Cadillac.

The biggest negative was the smell. No matter what the dealer used to simulate a new car smell, the previous owner’s smoking habit tainted the inside of the car. And something else. Perfume? Hopefully both odors would fade with time. I had never ridden with Ethan driving before. So many firsts in our relationship. He was a careful driver. Of course, we had to go only about ten blocks, probably less than a mile, to his house.

“My dad went back to the office,” he said. “Maybe he’ll be done there before I have to take you home.” Ethan pulled into the driveway of a split‑level home in an older section of the city.

“Will your brother be here?”

“No. Jamail has lived in Albany since he went to Albany State after he left the Marines.”

“Jamail is an unusual name.”

“Mom is from Saudi Arabia. Jamail’s father was fighting with the Americans against the Iraq invasion of Kuwait. She said Saudi Arabia is kind of tough on women, and she didn’t want to raise a baby under her brothers’ thumbs. So she immigrated to America, and Jamail was born here. She’s been in this country so long now, she hardly has an accent.”

“My dad fought in that war. I’m glad they were on the same side. He was based in Kuwait. He said all he could think about the whole time he was there was getting back in one piece and marrying Mom.”

At their back entrance, Ethan paused, his hand on the doorknob.

“I probably should warn you so you’re not too surprised. My mother wears a hijab. She’s not an actively practicing Muslim—she doesn’t go to the mosque or anything like that—but some of the modesty expectations of women were too entrenched for her to let go. She told me once that taking off her hijab in public or when entertaining guests would, for her, be like an American woman wearing very revealing clothes.”

“Wow. How could you not think to tell me this before?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s not a big deal to me. It’s like saying your hair is brown. It’s just part of who she is.” He let go of the doorknob. “Is that a problem?”

His question was a challenge.

“No!” I insisted. “I’m just surprised. You said you were Catholic. How could I not be surprised that your mother is Muslim?”

“Oh, yeah, when you put it that way. By the way, all the girlfriends she has over are Muslims also.”

“And just so I’m up to speed, is your brother Muslim or Catholic?”

“Jamail was raised Catholic, but when he went into the Marines and spent two tours in the Middle East, he converted to Islam. He said he felt like it was in his genes. He attends a mosque in Albany.”

I exhaled a lungful of air.

“Just when I was beginning to think we knew everything about each other. Seems like we haven’t even gotten started.”

“That’s part of the fun of a new relationship, isn’t it?” He drew me into his arms and blew warm breath on the top of my head. “I already know I love you. I want to know everything about you and the things you love and the people who are important to you—besides me, of course.” He chuckled. “And I want you to know everything about me. We’re just getting started. There are bound to be surprises on both sides.”

Pulling back and kissing my forehead, he added, “So are we okay? You ready to meet my mother, and maybe later, my father?” He smiled that melting smile.

I briefly wondered if his mother noticed the split in his bottom lip and if she would disapprove of me if she knew why it refused to heal. Nodding, I said, “Let’s do this.”

The back door entered into a family room, and then there were three steps up to a large, rectangular kitchen. A platter on a table at the far end was laden with assorted fruits and fresh vegetables and cheeses. Another plate held small, round cookies that looked to be rolled in powdered sugar. Four women, three wearing hijabs, sat around the table. One stood and came toward us, smiling, when we arrived.

“As‑salāmu ʿalaykum,” she said in a softly modulated voice, taking both my hands in hers. She followed in near‑perfect English with “Peace be upon you,” and explained, “That is the traditional Muslim greeting. I’m very pleased to meet you,
Olivia. Ethan can’t stop talking about you.”

She grinned and winked at Ethan. Her eyes gleamed like Ethan’s did when he was teasing me. She was very attractive and looked too young to have a twenty‑six‑year‑old son.

“Thank you, Mrs. Alexander.” “Oh, please, that makes me sound like an old lady.” She winked at me. “Please call me Samar. And let me take your coat,” she added.

I smiled. Samar was not at all what I’d envisioned when Ethan shared the reve‑ lation about her outside the back door. I couldn’t say what I’d expected; I’d never met a Muslim. She had olive skin, but Ethan had inherited her full lips. I knew that even without meeting his father. And contrary to the dark eyes I’d expected, there were Ethan’s heavenly eyes, looking even more striking against her darker skin.

I also revisited my father’s reaction to Ethan’s last name. Could his aversion possi‑ bly be because Ethan’s mother was Muslim? No, I couldn’t believe that. How would he even know? And I couldn’t recall a single instance of his showing intolerance of any kind. Certainly it wasn’t the way I was raised.

“Please,” she said, sweeping her arm toward the table, “join us for a little bit. We’re just catching up and doing a little gossiping.” She giggled, sounding like a young girl.

How could I—how could anyone—not like her?

Ethan dragged two stools from the breakfast bar to the table, and we hovered over the women on our high perches. Samar filled two small plates with assorted goodies and placed them in front of us.

“Where are my manners?” Samar said after serving us. “I must introduce you to my friends.”

She gestured to the woman at her right. “This is Zuwaiten.” The woman nodded and smiled. The woman opposite Samar was introduced as Aalimah. “She is our token heathen,” Samar teased. “She does not wear the hijab.”

“I am American!” Aalimah said.

But I could tell it was lighthearted banter among friends.

“And”—she pointed to the third woman—“here is Badeeah.”

Each of the women smiled and nodded greetings. “They aren’t usually so silent,” Samar joked.

“Give them time,” Ethan warned me. “I’ve been around them enough to know there isn’t a shy one among them.” He smiled fondly at each of the women.

On the official release date, I will announce a drawing for two e-books and one paperback. Follow and Like my Facebook page for details and other announcements!

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The story, set in Saratoga Springs, NY, is a modern-day Romeo and Juliet with a twist.

Back of the Book:

As her high school graduation nears, Olivia finds herself inexplicably drawn to the handsome and enigmatic Ethan. Almost from the start, a connection emerges, and the relationship between the two intensifies quickly and passionately. But as the young lovers are on the verge of true happiness, the unexpected strikes—a terror attack that changes their lives forever. While reeling from the devastating aftermath, Olivia and Ethan uncover a decades-old secret shared by their two families that tests loyalties as they confront heartbreak, fear and tragedy with hope, understanding and resilience. In the grips of this turmoil, they discover that their love and the lives of those most important to them are in jeopardy.

Early Review:
“With her new novel, Dawn Lajeunesse proves she understands the human heart as well as any writer working today, and she knows how to make a reader’s heart thump hard—with anticipation, with sorrow, with fear, and with joy. The Eyes Have It is an intelligent, poignant, rewarding experience.” Mark Spencer, author of A Haunted Love Story: The Ghosts of The Allen House”

Hard copy versions will be available by the end of September.

E-books may be ordered through Amazon, Barnes and Noble, or any e-book format. (If you buy it and like it, please post a review!)

Watch for more related announcements and reviews in the coming weeks!


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