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Continue reading →: What the World Needs NowHave you ever gotten an urge to write something from the bottom of your heart—only to be intimidated by some unnameable force insisting that you smooth the edges until it no longer sounds like you? That urge to fit in and not ruffle feathers…that urge to be like other people…
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Continue reading →: Poem: Old Words
old words on crisp paper, new words in my racing mind… ideas vanishing like vapor, foreign colors – make me blind… love is written with four letters symbols – stare until they’re vague; humans chasing it, like beggars fail to find it, die of rage – for old words on…
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Continue reading →: Giveaway Story #3: Tears of a Daemon
Read the other stories–In the Silence and The Sailor’s Son! Learn more about the giveaway here! This is my personal favorite. I hope you enjoy it! Tyson had always preferred going places on foot, seeking open space as if it could help him control the strange power within him. For…
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Continue reading →: Giveaway Story #2: The Sailor’s Son
Here is the second story for the Dissonance giveaway! (If you just found out about this and want to know details about how to win, click here!) Reads for the first story and responses to that question still count, you can find it here! Thanks for joining me, and I…
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Continue reading →: Review: The Earl of Brass by Kara Jorgensen
In The Earl of Brass we enter a well-imagined, satisfyingly dark Steampunk London where airships and corsets exist simultaneously. We follow two complex characters as their eyes are opened to the possibility of a different world. Eilian Sorrell doesn’t want to be an Earl. He wants to be an archaeologist,…
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Continue reading →: Giveaway Story #1: In the Silence
The giveaway game starts today, and will last until the 26! Here is the first story, and at the end of this post is a question to answer; if you answer correctly, I will put your name in the jar to qualify for a paper copy of Dissonance! To learn all…
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Continue reading →: “my blood is a mix of coffee & tea”
Recently I spoke to a friend about writing, specifically poetry. A couple of verses I wrote came to mind, verses I feel define me: my blood is a mix of coffee & tea and words from authors long dead I wondered, how much of me is made of the words of authors…
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Continue reading →: How to Participate in the Dissonance Paperback Giveaway
I’ve been looking forward to this–the first Dissonance paperback giveaway! On February 26, I’m choosing a person (they can be anywhere in the world!) who will receive a copy of Dissonance, but this isn’t a like-to-win situation. I have written four short stories based on what happened before Dissonance. They…
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Continue reading →: Artist Cait Potter on Exploring Different Crafts
Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot, others transform a yellow spot into the sun. Pablo Picasso Picasso’s quote comes to my mind when I ponder two drawings by artist and writer Cait Potter. They’re among my favorites, the titles creating a parallel: Her fish is titled No Ordinary Bird,…
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Continue reading →: Guest Post: Setbacks and Opportunities
I used to live a twenty-minute drive from a massive, sandy beach. It was never warm there, never suited for lounging and sunbathing. It was always windy, and the north Atlantic water was frigid even on the warmest days. But it was a lovely spot for searching for sand dollars.…
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Miss Marjorie Brahms, daughter of a mysterious wizard known by the townsfolk as Bamoy, is having a bizarre autumn. Her father, Johann, had reasons for purchasing an abandoned house situated in the middle of a graveyard in which to raise his family. That did not mean that evil spirits could never find them.
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