“Muffin! Mr. Tinkles!” Edna cooed down the hall. She clicked her tongue against the top of her mouth, creating a quick sound that echoed around the house. From a back room we could hear a drop to the ground and a low meow. Edna had described to us two balls of playful fluff when telling […]
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Since writing and publishing my book, I’ve had numerous people tell me how they have a book inside of them, just screaming to get out. “I think I can write a book,” they say. And you know what? They CAN write a book. YOU can write a book. But it’s not as simple as that.
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This week, I was surprised by laekanzeakemp, a fellow writer and blogger, with the Sunshine Award! This award is for bloggers who “who positively and creatively inspire others in the blogosphere,” so I am deeply honored that she thought of me! The rules: Include the award’s logo in a post or on your Blog (or make
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It was Aunt Rose who encouraged me to balance on top of the playground equipment blocks from her house, cheering me on as I shuffled with fear on the tiny beam that stood eight feet above the sand, and applauding when I was successful in making it to the other end. She let me roller
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So, you’ve just put all your blood, sweat, and tears, as well as all your time and money, into a published book you now hold in your hands. And you’ve been practically selling your soul to try and sell the dang thing. You’ve already managed to get all your friends and family to buy, and
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“If you’ve FINISHED writing a novel you are amongst the elite!!! You ARE NOT A FAILURE IF YOU CANNOT LIVE OFF YOUR BOOKS. You only fail by NOT TRYING.” – Nadia Cornier I needed to read that quote today. If you’re a struggling author of your own book, I bet you needed to read that
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“Joey!” I called out. The word hung in front of me, trembling in the air but traveling no further than the space around me. “Joey!” I tried again, only to have my voice swallowed by the thick atmosphere surrounding my presence. I took a deep breath and screamed his name once more, using all of
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“Mom, watch out!” he cried, the terror in his voice breaking the moment without warning. I jerked my head forward as a semi-truck straddled the yellow line on the windy road, coming straight at us. With no shoulder on the road, there wasn’t anywhere to pull over on my right. Instead, the right hand side
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My friend and colleague, Robert Digitale, is not only an excellent journalist, but he is also a man who appreciates a good story. He is the author of Horse Stalker, has headed up several multi-authored collaborations between both novelists and journalists, and keeps a blog with our local newspaper named Digitale Stories, dedicated entirely to
Digitale Stories shared a huge excerpt from my book! Read More »
We didn’t hear the first knock on the door. But the second knock was unmistakable, vibrating the pictures that hung on the wall. “I know you’re awake,” the muffled voice called from the hallway. “I’m trying to sleep, and between your racket and Joey talking in his headset, it’s kind of hard.” John groaned in
Kids – the ultimate romance blockers Read More »