About the Author

Sigmund Brouwer

With close to three million books in print, Sigmund Brouwer writes for both children and adults. In the last ten years, he has given writing workshops to students in schools from the Arctic Circle to inner city Los Angeles. One of his latest novels, The Last Disciple, earned Sigmund an appearance on ABC's Good Morning America. Sigmund and his family live half the year in Nashville, Tennessee, and half the year in Red Deer, Alberta.

The Talk:
Reach For Your Dreams
It doesn't matter where you come from, it's where you decide to go in life that is important. Sigmund Brouwer encourages students to reach for their dreams, giving them fun and practical advice for the reading and writing skills that are the foundation of future success.

The Presentation:
Sigmund's presentations are an hour of high-level energy. He especially reaches out to reluctant readers and gears the talk to engage their attention. Audience size varies; often his presentations take place in the gym for the entire school, including kindergarten. (After the first half hour, the K-2 grades are dismissed, and the remainder of the presentation is focused on the older students.) There are no restrictions on audience size except for the space limitations of the gym. Smaller schools are welcome to invite another school to share in the cost of the presentation.

Booking:
For presentations that involve travel, Sigmund appreciates it if two or three schools in the area make bookings on the same day. For more information on booking, fees and expenses, please email Sigmund: rockandrollliteracy@me.com

 

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Absolute Pressure

Absolute Pressure

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For a couple of seconds, I bucked and danced at the end of my line. I was like a rag doll shaken by a giant. Was it a great white shark, twisting and turning me from side to side, like a bulldog with a rat in its jaws? I couldn't see what was happening. It was dark, and air bubbles kept exploding around my face mask. Don't panic! I told myself. Don't panic! I tried to think it through. I didn't feel razor-sharp teeth cutting through my wet suit. So it wasn't a shark. Don't panic. Don't panic.

 

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All-Star Pride

All-Star Pride

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Barracuda

Barracuda

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Billboard Express

Billboard Express

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Blazer Drive

Blazer Drive

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Chief Honor

Chief Honor

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Cobra Strike

Cobra Strike

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"And don't do anything stupid like try to run," he said. "I'd hate to have to get rough." I looked hard. He was still in the shadow of the truck. His hands were out of sight. Did he have a gun?

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Devil's Pass

Devil's Pass

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Devil's Pass Unabridged CD Audiobook

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Hitmen Triumph

Hitmen Triumph

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Hurricane Power

Hurricane Power

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All right, I'll admit it was stupid to point a water pistol—especially one that looked so real—at a complete stranger.

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Innocent Heroes

Innocent Heroes

Stories of animals in the First World War
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Justine McKeen and the Bird Nerd

Justine McKeen and the Bird Nerd

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Justine Mckeen vs. the Queen of Mean

Justine Mckeen vs. the Queen of Mean

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Justine Mckeen, Bottle Throttle

Justine Mckeen, Bottle Throttle

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Justine McKeen, Eat Your Beets

Justine McKeen, Eat Your Beets

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Justine McKeen, Pooper Scooper

Justine McKeen, Pooper Scooper

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Justine McKeen, Queen of Green

Justine McKeen, Queen of Green

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Justine McKeen, Thermostat Chat

Justine McKeen, Thermostat Chat

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Justine McKeen, Walk the Talk

Justine McKeen, Walk the Talk

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La course-poursuite des Loups gris

La course-poursuite des Loups gris

(Timberwolf Chase)
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La revanche des Loups gris

La revanche des Loups gris

(Timberwolf Revenge)
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Le defi des Loups gris

Le defi des Loups gris

(Timberwolf Challenge)
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Les Loups gris a la chasse

Les Loups gris a la chasse

Timberwolf Hunt
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Les Loups gris à la chasse

Les Loups gris à la chasse

(Timberwolf Hunt)
by Sigmund Brouwer
illustrated by Dean Griffiths
translated by Gaston Gingras
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Maverick Mania

Maverick Mania

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Without thinking about how scared I was, I dove. It was like diving into cold midnight. My ears roared as the water closed over my head.
I kicked downward, blindly reaching with my hands. My clawing fingers raked the outside wall of the cabin. I followed the wall down to where it met the deck. If the ax was still on board, that's where I would find it.
Just as I was about to run out of air, I felt the smooth long handle of the ax. I grabbed it and pushed upward.

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Oil King Courage

Oil King Courage

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Rebel Glory

Rebel Glory

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The crowd kept roaring, and Jason now had his shoulder pads off. A single cockroach dropped from the shoulder pads and landed between his skates.
Jason threw the shoulder pads and, without waiting for them to land, peeled off his torn black T-shirt.
I nearly lost the hamburgers I had eaten a couple hours earlier. At least three cockroaches were crawling on Jason's belly, their antennas quivering in all directions.

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Rock & Roll Literacy

Rock & Roll Literacy

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Rock the Boat

Rock the Boat

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Scarlet Thunder

Scarlet Thunder

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Sewer Rats

Sewer Rats

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"The teachers can't do nothing to us," Lisa told him, crossing her arms. The paintball wars aren't on school property.
"But—," Micky tried. It was like trying to stop a hurricane.
"Do you think I care what the teachers think?" Lisa asked. "They think we band together because no one else likes us. And we're proud to agree with them, aren't we?"
Micky shrugged. When people called us losers, it just made our group stronger.
"It's the Medford gang I care about," Lisa continued. "The Sewer Rats have never lost a paintball war and we're not going to chicken out now.

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The Sigmund Brouwer Seven 2-Pack

The Sigmund Brouwer Seven 2-Pack

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Thunderbird Spirit

Thunderbird Spirit

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The red 4x4 spun sideways as the driver slammed on the brakes and yanked the steering wheel. The truck skidded toward Dakota's truck. I couldn't see the driver because the passenger side was sliding toward us. I could see the passenger though. He wore a mask over his face. And he was pointing a rifle at us through the open window.

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Tiger Threat

Tiger Threat

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Timberwolf Challenge

Timberwolf Challenge

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Timberwolf Chase

Timberwolf Chase

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Timberwolf Hunt

Timberwolf Hunt

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Timberwolf Prey

Timberwolf Prey

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Timberwolf Revenge

Timberwolf Revenge

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Timberwolf Rivals

Timberwolf Rivals

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Timberwolf Tracks

Timberwolf Tracks

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Timberwolf Trap

Timberwolf Trap

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Tin Soldier

Tin Soldier

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Titan Clash

Titan Clash

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"Don't move," came a harsh whisper. "Don't try to turn around. I've got a gun."
Someone had come up behind me from the dark hallway that led to the bedrooms.
That same someone snapped off the light at the switch on the wall. That left us alone in the dark, me and someone with a gun and a harsh whisper.

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Unleashed

Unleashed

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Winter Hawk Star

Winter Hawk Star

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I suppose I could be less invisible if I were one of the guys who joked around in the locker room. Or if I broke curfew. Or if I complained. It's just easier to not be noticed. That way people don't expect things from you. There's no pressure, nothing to fear.

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Wired

Wired

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Halfway down the run I knew I was skiing the best I ever had. If I kept pushing, I would easily stay at number one.
Beneath my helmet, I grinned my grin of fear. And as I cut into a steep turn, I saw it. But couldn't believe it.
Wire. Black wire stretched between two trees at waist height. I was flashing toward it at thirty meters per second. Hitting the wire at that speed would slice me in two.

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