|Posted by firstname.lastname@example.org on October 17, 2017 at 12:00 AM||comments (0)|
I feel blessed and super excited to be one of the lucky ones picked to be in the next Craving Publishing anthology * Loyalty.
|Posted by email@example.com on August 31, 2017 at 3:10 PM||comments (0)|
I've got a work load to attack. With my new book, If She Only Knew, being available on 10/31, I have to start promoting and finding new places to expose my book at.
On top of that I'm working on book #2 in the Missy Mack series. It's coming along, but still have a lot to add to the story.
Another opportunity has come up from my publishing company for a story in a different genres. I actually had a plot written down for a story they are looking for. So, that means I need to get another book started because the dead line for the book, if accepted, is 12/31. I have a lot of typing to do.
If you haven't know, here is a link for a preview of my now published book, Hidden Secrets. Go take a look and read the first few chapters.
Have a great day and hope all is going well.
Copy and paste this link if it doesn't work.
|Posted by firstname.lastname@example.org on September 8, 2016 at 12:20 AM||comments (0)|
Yes, I agree. This page has been a little major boring. But just to let you know, I've spent my time wisely. I said it before and I'm going to say it again... my book is going through a major overhaul and I'm feeling good about it. I'm hoping in the next month or so it will be completely done. Mistakes aren't a burden, they are a kick in the butt to make you try and do better on what your working on. Never, never give up even if it takes you longer then it would take other people. Stay strong and you'll make it too.
And to add...A new surprise will happen in book #3 that will shock Missy and may affect the rest of her life. So excited.
|Posted by email@example.com on June 7, 2016 at 7:55 PM||comments (0)|
When do you know when to stop with your finished project/book and put it to rest? Having a very difficult time doing it.
|Posted by firstname.lastname@example.org on May 21, 2016 at 5:30 PM||comments (0)|
My friend helped put this program together for a news channel in my town. Very interesting. It shows the tunnells in that are no longer in use. This is what I use in my Melissa Mack Mystery books. Though the tunnels do not go out as far as in my story, the fact that they are there is enough.
The tunnels is in the begining and runs close to 5 minutes.
Thought you'd like to see it.
|Posted by email@example.com on February 22, 2016 at 9:05 PM||comments (0)|
I was going through loose papers on my desk today and ran into this poem. I’m glad I did because IMO it’s true.
Don’t be afraid to Fail
You’ve failed many times,
Although you may not remember.
You fell down the first time
You tried to walk.
You almost drowned the first time
You tried to swim, didn’t you?
Did you hit the ball the first time
You swung a bat?
Heavy hitters, the ones who hit the
Most home runs,
Also strike out a lot.
R.H. Macy failed seven times
Before his store in New York caught on.
English novelist John Creasey got
753 rejection slips before he published
Babe Ruth struck out 1,330 times,
But he also hit 714 home runs.
Don’t worry about failure.
Worry about the chances you miss
When you don’t even try.
A message as published in the Wall Street Journal
By United Technologies Corporation, Hartford, CT
|Posted by firstname.lastname@example.org on February 12, 2016 at 3:40 PM||comments (0)|
Being an author or anyother job title is not a one man road. You can't make it on your own. I want to give credit to Rachelle Gardner who is a Literary Agent. She is talented and shares ideas, help, and incites for authors. Go check out her page.
|Posted by email@example.com on February 6, 2016 at 3:45 PM||comments (0)|
I keep dreaming about the same thing
I keep dreaming that things will change
If I could put two pieces together
Life would be made easier
My life’s been black, dirty and emotional bad
Chooses haven’t been easy to make
The pit must have a hole
Because the dirt will not stop drowning me
I guess it’s time to go.
Can’t forget the stories I’ve been told
About life’s good and bad
There’s a way to patch that hole
And start all over again.
Keep my head high
Feel the wind touch my face
Keep my head high
And see the light up ahead.
It has been right there, the good and bad
Even though I’ve been lost in my world
Guess it’s not too late
To feel the wind on my face.
|Posted by firstname.lastname@example.org on January 26, 2016 at 11:25 PM||comments (0)|
I so enjoy and can't wait to get a new email from Rachelle Gardner. She is full of great info.
Thanks Rachelle for your talented insights.
|Posted by email@example.com on December 27, 2015 at 11:55 PM||comments (4)|
Okay, here is the start of a story. I'm not going to end it. I want you to tell me what happens next. If I really like it, I'll put it in my book and give you credit. It is a YA story. The kids are teens.
Missy, Brandon, Julie, and Gabe sat on the cushioned benches in a booth at a café by the train depot. It was a warm Saturday afternoon and a nice time to be out and about doing things.
The waitress arrived with their food. “Anything else I can get you?” She asked.
“Where set, thank you,” Brandon said.
The first thing out of Missy’s mouth, “I’m proud of you Julie.”
“What do you mean?”
“Your adding color to your salad.” She laughed.
Julie picked up a crouton and threw it at her. “That wasn’t nice.” But smiled anyway.
Gabe looked a little confused but didn’t ask what the deal was. Him and Julie had only been going out for a couple months.
Missy picked it up and spook. “That is all Julie eats. Breakfast, school lunch, snacks, dinner, etc. She’s a lettuce-a-holic.”
“It’s better than sucking up flavored worms.” Julie hated spaghetti plain and sauced. Missy took advantage of that and always got the extra spoonful of sauce and sucked it in her mouth. Julie got the shivers and felt like upchucking.
“Not sure about that. Anyway are we still going to go the PIX and see a movie?”
Brandon finished swallowing his hamburger. “That is the plans.
They ate and chatted about the new school year coming to a start. Brandon was going to be on the football team, Gabe and Julie would be busy with 4H and Missy used to be in Cross County, but due to her weak ankle, she was going to be the assistant coach.
“We got five more minutes till we need to leave. I need to run to the bathroom.” Missy got up and went to the back of the Café to the restrooms. Curiosity took over her common sense. When she was done, she noticed a door by the restroom at the end of the hall. It was an older looking door with a tarnished brass knob.
Her and her friends needed to leave in a minute or so, so Missy didn’t think checking out the door would take anytime. With her luck, the door wasn’t locked but took a couple hard turns to open it.
The stairs seemed to fade into the dark. Missy felt around for a light and found one. It didn’t give much, but enough for her to see the stairs end at the bottom. “This won’t take that long,” She said whispered to herself.
At the bottom she noticed old machinery of moonshine. It must be from back in the early 1900’s when the Orientals made their own money on the side. Being set in her mind figuring out, she didn’t hear the notice of the footsteps coming up behind her.
Okay, now it’s your turn to write who the footsteps (one or two people) belong to, what Missy’s reactions are, what she does and how does she handle it. Are the people good or dangerous?