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wooden steps that led to the water. The puckish deities that had pestered the
land since morning, the breeze and the heat, had gone to torment other places
and realms. Puffs of harmless gnats swirled in the quiet air, and the kids
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composure. The idea of going home, curling under a thick blanket to block out
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and final. Chris slowed on the brick-paved path, waiting for his eyes to make
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were dying weeds perked up. A moth hovered above mauve petals. They glowed like
tiny stars in the trickle of light from the curtained windows where Valya’s
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<strong><em>Sorrow's Edge</em> (<em>The Marker Chronicles</em>, Book 2)</strong></h2>
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Named one of the Examiner's 2014 Women in Horror: 93 Horror Authors you Need to Read Right Now, Danielle DeVor has been spinning the spider webs, or rather, the keyboard for more frights and oddities. She spent her early years fantasizing about vampires and watching "Salem's Lot" way too many times. When not writing and reading about weird things, you will find her hanging out at the nearest coffee shop, enjoying a mocha frappuccino.
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was the most challenging thing about creating a character as complex as Jimmy
Holiday?</i><span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Ironically,
Jimmy is the least complicated thing about the Marker Chronicles. He is a
combination of me and my father’s personalities. So, when I need to know how he
would react, I just use my impulse. Everything else is hard. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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did you trust to read your very first story?</i><span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">My mother and a teacher at school. All of
my early writing was related to school work.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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there a fictional character who made you think, </i>Gosh I wish I could meet this person in real life<i>?</i><span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Definitely Lestat. He is my favorite
fictional character.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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you could bring a person from the past to our time and show him or her one
modern invention, who would that person be and what would you choose to show?</i><span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Charles Darwin. I would show him a cell
phone. I think the evolution of technology would fascinate him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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of the places I miss since I left the East Coast is Harpers Ferry. What are
your favorite places in West Virginia?</i><span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Buckwheat Festival in Kingwood, WV. I had
many years of fun and fresh cut French Fries there.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The Core Arboretum in Morgantown, WV.
Truly beautiful display of tree types. Seeing all the colors in the fall is
really lovely.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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is the most mysterious place you’ve ever visited?<span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The East Oak Grove Cemetery in Morgantown,
WV. It once had a coffin rise up out of the ground with a body inside
completely preserved.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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you were offered to witness a supernatural manifestation, travel back in time,
or take a ride in a UFO, what would you choose?<span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Since I have already witnessed a supernatural
manifestation (I really need to write down that story someday.), I would choose
travelling back in time. It would be interesting to see England during Queen
Victoria’s reign.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19817">I got the phone call at three. Just as Lucy said I would. I was really starting to hate the true “witching hour.” I needed sleep, dammit.</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19819">I let the phone ring a few times, hoping that whoever was on the other end would just hang up. I wasn’t that lucky. I dragged my tired-ass body up, grabbed my phone off the nightstand, and swiped the screen.</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19821">“Mr. Holiday?” the man asked when I grunted into the phone.</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19823">“You realize it’s 3:00 AM, right?” My head hit the pillow. I did not want to be doing this right now.</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19825">The man sighed. “It couldn’t be helped. We need you.”</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19827">I twitched. Who the hell was this guy anyway? Kind of presumptuous to call somebody at random this late at night when you’d never met the person on the other end. Apparently, manners weren’t his strong point.</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19829">I glanced around the room. The lamp in the corner was on. The light glowed just enough to keep my mind at ease. I’d gotten into the habit of sleeping with a light on ever since Sorrow’s Point. Yeah, it was irrational, but hey, I was trying to keep the beasties at bay. From the dim light, I could see Lucy sitting on the floor in front of the TV. I, just barely, made out the program through her. Her hair was as pale as usual and so blond it seemed almost white. She wore the same white nightgown she always did.</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19831">“How did you get my number?” I had to know. I mean, I doubted Will would suggest me to someone else. Things hadn’t exactly ended on a positive note.</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19833">“You came highly recommended.”</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19835">That was news to me. A very small group of people even knew I did something besides graphic design. “By who?”</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19837">“That’s not important right now. You’re needed. That’s what should matter.”</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19839">I sat up. Not important to him, maybe, but it sure as shit was important to me. I squeezed the phone so hard my knuckles began to ache. If I broke it, this asshole was going to owe me another phone. “Listen. I’m not about to traipse around and do whatever the hell it is you want me to when you won’t tell me who you are or who told you about me.”</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19841">“O’Malley said you’d be difficult.”</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19843">I froze. Father O’Malley had been the one who allowed me to see the church as a vocation when I was a kid. But there was one problem. He’d been dead since before I left the church. I didn’t care where he got the information. That was a low blow. I clenched my teeth.</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19845">“I’m going to hang up now. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t call here again—”</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19847">“No, wait!”</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19849">The desperation in his voice was the only thing that kept me from hanging up the phone. “All right. I’m listening.”</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19851">“O’Malley told me about you in a dream. When I woke up, your phone number was scrawled on my hand.”</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19853">Yeah, I knew that kind of weird. I had firsthand experience with it. Having a dead person talk to him in a dream wasn’t that different from a disembodied soul speaking to me in a nightmare. Yeah, my life was <i id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19854">really</i> interesting. Though I’d never drawn on myself in my sleep. That was a new one. “Who is it who needs an exorcism?”</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19856">The guy hung up. I literally heard the phone hitting the cradle. Who used an old phone like that anymore? I almost threw my cell phone against the wall. I mean, what the hell? Wake me up in the middle of the night for what?</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19858">I scratched the sleep out of my eyes and glanced over at Lucy. “Don’t you ever sleep?”</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19860">She stared at me and grinned. Her blue eyes almost sparkled. “I don’t have to.”</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19862">I shook my head. Of course a kid would think it great to not sleep. I, on the other hand needed my rest—strange phone calls or not. And if someone else called, I’d probably be facing a murder charge.</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19864">“Do you think Tabby will like me?” Lucy asked. She stayed dressed in this little white frilly nightgown. I wasn’t sure if it was her favorite or if there was something else at work keeping her dressed that way. When I’d done her exorcism, she sure wasn’t in frills.</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19866">Now that was the question, wasn’t it? I’d been toying with the idea of not telling Tabby about my ghostly child, but it appeared that was no longer an option. And with my luck, Tabby would eventually see her, freak out, and the whole thing would be blown out of proportion.</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19868">“I’m sure she will…” I hoped that was true. “After she gets used to the idea.”</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19870">Lucy stared at me for a bit. I could tell she wasn’t buying it. Best I start remembering there was more to her than to a regular six-year-old.</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19872">“It will all work out,” I told her. “Eventually.” Part of that was me trying to convince myself. There was only so much oddness a normal person could take, and I figured I was probably getting close to the threshold.</span></div>
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<span id="yiv2768452423yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1476806094992_19874">“Uh-huh,” Lucy said, back to watching the TV. How she could just sit in front of the TV for hours on end, I didn’t know. It was almost like she became somehow hypnotized by it.</span></div>
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<strong>Healing a battered heart will risk her last link to humanity</strong>
Mishca needs to save her sisters, but only Ryder can save her.
The truth about Mishca’s past shattered her heart. She deals with the pain by focusing on a new mission: saving her newfound family from their creator. With her sisters scheduled for termination, Mishca and her friends set out on a journey up the North Queensland Coast to save them before someone else dies.
Ryder understands the need driving Mischa. It’s in her DNA. But he’s not giving up on the chance they can still be together. She’s the only one to have seen him levitate. The only one to watch the sparks dance across his skin. The only one he trusts enough to know what is in his heart. And now, he might be the only one who can stop Mishca from losing her humanity.
Driven apart by secrets, will they come together in time? </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">YA & NA author, Sharon M. Johnston, hails from sunny Queensland, Australia. When she's not writing, Sharon works in PR, spends time with her family, and plays far too much Pokemon Go.
You can find her on <a href="https://twitter.com/S_M_Johnston">Twitter</a>, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/authorsmjohnston/">Facebook</a>, and on her <a href="http://sharonmjohnston.com/">website</a>.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span lang="EN-US">1. <i> </i></span><span lang="EN-US"><i>You write YA and NA, and you mentioned in a blog post you “love championing New Adult.” What attracts you to these categories?</i><u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Often readers like to ‘read up’ – check out protagonists that are just that little bit older than them. Part of this is readers informing themselves on the next stage of life. To me, there was a gap in the market that NA can fill. But it’s important that there’s variety in the category. I hadn’t actually even heard of NA when I wrote the first draft of DIVIDED: Open Heart Novel Book 1, but it fits in the category perfectly, and offers reader something different with the SciFi/Fantasy twist.<u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I love reading the entries, and going ‘Wow, can the writer pull this off?’ and then reading that they can! I love working with writers, pushing them to take their manuscript to the next level. The most difficult part would be falling in love with a concept, but the prose doesn’t match, and having to pass, or falling in like with a writer on twitter and then not picking them as my mentor. Pitch Wars peeps are just so nice.<u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Because I write part time, a lot is business as usual, but it’s opened up opportunities as well. I’d never been out of Australia until I went to Las Vegas for Romantic Times where I was part of the Pitch Wars Roadshow. But the biggest impact has been the bigger opportunity to share my stories with other people.<u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I’m not very disciplined, but I’m trying to work on that by doing something in my writing world every day, whether it’s writing, editing or working on a special project like Literary Love for Louisiana. I also recently participating in a plotting webinar so I can try to shed my pantser ways and be more disciplined with my craft.<u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I’m a very spontaneous person. I’ll sit down with all my beads and charms in front of me and simply put together whatever catches my eye.<u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I love Fajitas. I make them basically every week for the family. But when I was in Vegas I fell in love with Trash Can Nachos!<u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span lang="EN-US">7. </span><span lang="EN-US"><i>How would you name a unicorn?<u></u><u></u></i></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Every time I name one of my pets, it either comes to me straight away or I notice something about their personality. Like my Ragdoll x Chinchilla is called Dash because he regularly races us down the hall. It would be the same for a unicorn, I’d match something to the personality.<u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<b><i>A new heart should mean new life, instead it’s a living nightmare.</i></b>
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<b>T</b>orn between love and obsession, Mishca must unite her divided heart and decide between the two men. But when the truth about her weird powers comes to light, she’ll have a lot more to worry about than romance.
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YA & NA author,<strong> </strong>Sharon M. Johnston, hails from sunny Queensland, Australia. When she's not writing, Sharon works in PR, spends time with her family, and plays far too much Pokemon Go.
You can find her on <a href="https://twitter.com/S_M_Johnston">Twitter</a>, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/authorsmjohnston/">Facebook</a>, and on her <a href="http://sharonmjohnston.com/">website</a>.
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">I really love my
characters – they’re like friends and family to me. I care about them, and I
want them to get a chance to share their stories with others. The most exciting
thing for me about finally actually being published is excited by the idea that
there might be other people out there who can relate to these people who have
become so real and important to me. That readers might empathize with them,
find inspiration through them, or see themselves reflected through the
struggles and triumphs of these characters. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">When I first
started on Truthsight, I planned for there to be a section of the novel where
Amy returns to her childhood home. I spent a lot of time on those pages –
researching for them, picking an actual town and finding pictures and
information about it before I wrote them. I had this idea for a town run and
inhabited completely by mages. I had lots of fun ideas about how they ran their
community, supported themselves and, most importantly, kept their existence a
secret. Eventually though, I realized that the storyline didn’t fit into the
novel. It slowed the pacing down too much, and there were other ways for me to
move the plot forward. But it was super hard to let go of that section. Once I
did, though, the plot flowed and the pacing was better, and writing the novel
went faster and more smoothly after that. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">I am very lucky to
have a wonderful critique group. We’re a small group – there’s only three of
us, but we are a great team. I worked with them the whole time I was writing
the first draft, often talking through plot points with them when I got stuck,
or bringing back the same scene over and over as I went through multiple
revisions. They were very patient with me, and I benefited a lot from their
guidance and advice!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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hundred percent!! The times that I have
tried to plot out everything in advance have always lead to disaster. I have
abandoned entire books after forcing myself to outline. I find that the more I
plan, the more locked in I feel, and the less excitement the writing generates.
I much prefer to write it wrong and then revise, because that keeps my
excitement going. I admire plotters – but I am definitely not one of them. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">To me, it doesn’t
feel that different. Yes, there are centaurs and pixies and humans with the
ability to mold reality to their will. But the fundamental elements of the
story are ones we can all relate to. Amy is struggling to forgive herself for
past mistakes, another character’s relationship with his father with deeply
troubled because he has made choices that his father objected to deeply.
Ultimately, my goal is to create a world that is fascinating and full of
completely new things – while simultaneously feeling completely relatable, and
more or less like home.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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and hiking trails that are accessible for my kids.</span></div>
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Challah is pretty great, I won’t lie. J
And my daughter is an expert Challah braider, and can make really beautiful,
elaborate, challah with six braids! But mostly I keep my baking simple. I like
to experiment and try to take recipes we all love and make them healthier, or
just make things different than they were the last time I made them. My biggest
problem is that I seldom write down my innovations, and then I have trouble
re-creating it if my family asks me to make the same thing again!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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used to live just south of you, less than an hour away, and I miss the Great
Falls, Harpers Ferry, Calvert Cliffs…What are your favorite places to visit in
the area?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">We also love great
falls – it is an amazing place for bird watching! The National Arboretum is
also beautiful, and one of my favorite places to go. We also live close to Rock
Creek Park, which is great, and we end up at Sligo Creek all the time! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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to say at home in my pajamas, right? I’ve always wanted to visit the Amazon
rain forest. I guess if I could go anywhere for just one afternoon, I’d want to
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Supernatural manifestation, of course! I do write fantasy, after all. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;">I spent my youth between the Magic Mitten and the
Old South, but now reside at 9,000 feet in the Rocky Mountains.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;">The great lake and sandy shores gave me
a love of the beach, but high mountain summits are now my favorite places to
watch the world. Cold streams flowing with snow melt and wild trout bring me
simple pleasures and long relaxing days in the wild throwing feathers at fish.
But it's my love of the South that follows me wherever I travel: sweet tea,
y'all, yes ma'am, BBQ, and SEC football. As you might guess hiking 14ers, fly
fishing and college football are the major distracters to my writing. A Cubs
fan from since my youth, I've watched games on WGN before there was cable TV. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;">Many things influenced my imagination as
a kid... X-Men comic books, The Twilight Zone, Star Wars, E.T., Kolchak: The
Night Stalker, Stephen King, and art by Brian Froud. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;">I have degrees in journalism and
management from the University of Arkansas. Woo Pig Sooie!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;">I spent most of the last 20-plus years in some form
of journalism or communications/public relations which provided a writing
outlet. But it was two other authors who continued to ask, "What are you
reading" and "What are you writing" that sparked my muse to
write creatively. A talent my wife says she knew I had from the beginning. One
of her first gifts to me was a writing journal. Now, several years later I have
a few manuscripts completed and a novel to soon be released.</span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"><br />1. What do you enjoy the most about living in Colorado?<br /><br />I live at 9,000 feet on the edge of Pikes Peak, it’s like I’m on vacation almost every day. There is great river fishing for wild trout and hiking trails up 14,000-foot peaks that are only short drives from home. These are the places that are dream vacations for some people. <br /><br />2. What is your ideal weekend?<br /><br />Spending Saturday morning on the summit and maybe catching few trout on the way home. Then a nice dinner and bottle of wine. Sunday, hanging out with the family and maybe writing a few pages. <br /><br />3. How many fourteeners have you climbed? Which climb do you remember as the most adventurous? <br /><br />I have summitted 36 of the 58 Colorado 14ers, but I’ve hike several of them numerous times for a total of 76 summits. I’ve also hiked 40 13ers. <br /><br />Too many adventures, each hike is different. Midnight hike up Quandary to see a lunar eclipse only to summit in a dense cloud. Winter hike from Democrat to Bross that lasted into dark, but I saw an awesome sunset. My first climb up Kelso Ridge to Torreys. Any number of routes that took me over several peaks.<br /><br />4. You’re a prolific writer. What is your time-management secret? Are you a plotter or pantser?<br /><br />Time-management: keep a note book for ideas and write them down. Then it’s easier to jump back on the laptop to write that scene. It’s like you’re always writing in your head… the next step is typing. And my wife says if I’m writing I don’t have to do chores. <br /><br />I’m both. It’s like taking the Alphabet: A, B, C, D… I’ll know certain plot points or scenes, but not how each scene moves to the next. So take out half the alphabet, randomly. The letters you still see, that’s the plotter in me, the events I know must happen. The missing letters, that’s the pantser, I have to fill in the story line as I go. It’s fun to be both because I don’t know the entire story, which makes it a joy to write. <br /><br />5. How much research have you done for THE COLOR OF GOTHIC? Why did you choose that particular time period as the setting for your story? <br /><br />I read a book, and skimmed several others, about the mining history in Colorado. And one specifically about Crested Butte, which sits near the ghost town of Gothic today. <br /> I wrote the first two chapters of the novel and it wasn’t going well. It was a contemporary story, modern times. I moved on to something else. Then sitting in a session at a writer’s conference, someone said something about wanting to see more weird westerns. The muse struck and I changed the time period, but not the character. The story flowed. That’s when I picked up the history books. <br /><br />6. If you were offered to witness a supernatural manifestation, travel back in time, or take a ride in a UFO, what would you choose?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;">I’m assuming they options would all be spectacular… so I’ll go with a supernatural manifestation. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;">About the Author:<br /><br />Em Shotwell is the author of Blackbird Summer (City Owl Press, 2016). She lives in South Louisiana with a husband who spoils her and two mini-superheroes who call her mom. Em think the most interesting characters are the ones who live on the sidelines, and that small towns often hide the biggest secrets. She is inspired by tall tales and local legends.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"><br /><i>1. What was the most challenging thing about writing BLACKBIRD SUMMER?</i><br /><br />The cast of characters and their abilities (magic Gifts) is very vast in <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Blackbird-Summer-Book-1-ebook/dp/B01CFGLH8U">Blackbird Summer</a>. The hardest part was keeping everyone straight and not contradicting myself or leaving gaping plot holes. I think I did a pretty good job. On the less technical side, the hardest part was just finding the time…but I think that may be the hardest part for every writer!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"><i>2. Are you a plotter or pantser?</i><br /><br />Total and complete plotter. However, I do have to often adjust my course, meaning that sometimes I will get a wild hair that totally changes a character’s ARC. When this happens I take the time to think it through and write down what this means for the story as a whole. I have pretty bad ADD so I would never finish a project if I was a panster, lol.<br /><br /><br /><i>3. Who did you trust to read your first draft?</i><br /><br />NO ONE! Seriously- I was terrified to let anyone have a peek. Finally, I let my husband and a few friends read that first god-awful draft. They liked it and that gave me the confidence to take it seriously. I have always written stories and done free-lance work for magazines—but a book was another beast all together. I got over it, though, and now I don’t get nervous passing around early drafts.<br /><br /><br /><i>4. What do you like the most about living in Louisiana?</i><br /><br />Hands down, no contest, the food. I may be partial, but I think we have the best food in the country. It is such a melting pot of Cajun, creole, and southern home-style cooking that it is hard not to pig out all the time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"><i>5. What is the most interesting animal you’ve ever met on a hike?</i><br /><br />I don’t know if this counts as a hike, but my mother in law has an area behind her house with a pond. One time we were fishing and my hubs caught a baby alligator (on accident). He and my father in law took it to a swamp several miles away and released it.<br /><br /><br /><i>6. Are you a gypsy or homebody?</i><br /><br />Complete gypsy. I’d move tomorrow if I had the opportunity. I get it honest from my Dad. I went to 11 different schools between 5th grade and my senior year.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"><i>7. What is the most mysterious place you’ve ever visited?</i><br /><br />Hmm. I guess that depends. I have been to the old cemeteries in New Orleans, and as a kid with my Grandma I visited some really neat markets, churches, and old buildings in Mexico City. However, I think the most mysterious place was found by chance on a stretch of road on the way to Galveston Texas. My husband and I stopped at this funky little “antique shop.” (I use the quotes bc the place was pretty sketchy). We got out and walked around and I broke out in chills and my stomach immediately twisted into knots. I don’t know what was up with that place but it gave off bad vibes. When we were back in the car, my husband turned to me and asked “Did that place give you a weird feeling?” It was bizarre.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"><i>8. If you could spend this afternoon anywhere in the world, where would it be?</i><br /><br />On a beach with my family. I am pretty easy to please. There are a lot of places that I would love to visit (ummm…like everywhere) but I am happiest in the sand surrounded by the ppl I love. But since I get to answer however I want—let’s add a babysitter to this scenario so I can relax, lol.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">In the cornerstone of the rural south, Brooklyn, Mississippi, no one dares make eye contact with the strange Caibre family. Until the rewards are worth the cost. The townsfolk come, cash in hand, always at night, to pay for services only a Gifted can provide.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /><br />EXCERPT:<br /><br />In this excerpt, Tallulah meets Logan for the first time. She had noticed him earlier in the diner where the scene takes place—but he had in earbuds and had his back to her. This was right before Myrtle, the diner owner and town busy-body, had torn her apart with terrible accusations. If you like this excerpt and want to read about their first encounter from Logan’s perspective, <a href="http://www.instafreebie.com/free/IEwg9">CLICK HERE to get a free copy of my short story, THE CHANS.</a> <br /><br /><br />Before I could talk myself out of the whole thing, I shoved open the door and marched in.<br /><br />“Myrtle I just need to…” I started, my eyes trained on my sneakers.<br /><br />My heartbeat filled my ears and I dried my palms on my jean shorts.<br /><br />“I just want to apologize.” I said to the floor, scared that if I looked up I would lose my nerve.<br /><br />“She’s in the back,” said the deep voice from earlier.<br /><br />I jerked my gaze upward. Crap. I had been in such a hurry, I hadn’t thought about the other customer. Or even Loretta, who I knew would love to see me squirm.<br /><br />The man from the booth was standing by the counter near the front of the diner.<br /><br />I clenched my mouth shut, embarrassed at the thought of what this man might have heard, and scared that if I talked that I would only make it worse.<br /><br />The holes in my plan now stood out in my mind, gaping wide and taunting me with how dumb the entire idea had been. Things could not get any worse.<br /><br />“Are you ok?” The stranger asked.<br /><br />I was wrong.<br /><br />The back of my neck prickled, the way it always did whenever my face decided it was a good time to turn scarlet. Something too strong to be called butterflies stirred in my stomach—it was how I imagined stage fright must feel. Both exciting and terrifying.<br /><br />I breathed deep. <br /><br />He was tall. As a girl who is 5’9”, I always noticed height. He had to be at least 6’2”. And slim, but not skinny, built with the long muscles of an athlete. The dark hair that had been tucked behind his ears, now hung lose around a wide face that was decorated with high cheekbones, and the kind of full lips that made women jealous. <br /><br />All of these things made him gorgeous, but his eyes made him breathtaking. They were large, almond shaped, and the color of moss. Green, but not magic green, and they stood out against his tan skin. I had seen good looking men, but this man was startling. And he definitely had to be from out of town. In a place the size of Brooklyn, you learn most everyone’s faces, even if you don’t personally know them, and I was certain that I had never seen this man before. I would remember a face like that.<br /><br />And he had just said something, while I was staring at him. Dangit.<br /><br />“Excuse me?” I asked. <br /><br />“I said that you shouldn’t apologize to her. She was rude to you. You have nothing to be sorry for.” His lips parted, showing white, straight teeth that wouldn’t have been out of place in a toothpaste ad. <br /><br />Of course his smile would be as beautiful as he is. I touched my tangled pony tail, and for the first time in my life, I wished I had listened to Delia and actually fixed my hair and changed clothes before coming into town.<br /><br />But he had spoken to me. That meant I had to answer. I tried to think, but every word in my vocabulary decided to vanish, leaving me mute. Mute and homely, a winning combination, I thought.<br /><br />I shook my head. Good. At least I could move.<br /><br />“I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but that whole bit about the dude with green eyes? I mean come on. I have green eyes and I am not gay. I mean, there isn’t anything wrong with being gay, but I’m not. And I am not related to you either. At least I hope I’m not. What I am saying is that, I am sure your family is lovely, it’s just that, I can’t be related to you,” he paused, and nervously rubbed the back of his neck. “I mean. I know I’m not because I am not even from here. What was all that about anyway? Green eyes and your people?”<br /><br />I was stupid in my silence, but his rambling was somehow adorable.<br /><br />“You heard that?” I croaked. <br /><br />My family’s freakiness had been on full display. And then there were those disgusting threats. Myrtle’s accusations churned in my stomach, curdling and sour like old milk. The feeling clashed against the butterflies and their eager fear, and suddenly I felt ill. I clamped my mouth shut and took a deep breath through my nose, as a cold sweat prickled across my upper lip. Throwing up would have been bad, but throwing up in front of this man, who was a million times better looking than me, and had just heard from the most horrible source on the planet about how weird I was, would be a whole new kind of terrible. <br /><br />I could not be the story about that time that he met this nut-case girl in po-dunk Mississippi and she threw up all over his shoes.<br /><br />Oh God. Calm down, Tallulah.<br /><br />“You were explaining about your family to her. She was being a real asshole. This place is crazy. That one lady yells at you, and that other girl acts offended because I didn’t want to, I don’t know, take her in the back room. I guess here you get dinner and a show.” <br /><br />He stuck out his hand, and smiled. <br /><br />“I’m Logan, by the way,” he said.<br /><br />I stared, open-mouthed, at the hand in front of me. Every part of me wanted to grab that hand and twine my fingers through his and keep them there forever. <br /><br />Instead, I stood stock-still. <br /><br />Something about him pulled at me, and I wondered if he felt it, too: this beautiful trance that wouldn’t let me turn and leave, but terrified me too much to simply reach out and shake his hand.<br /><br />My heart pounded out the seconds as they lumbered by.<br /><br />“This is the part where you tell me your name,” he said, dropping his hand to his side.<br /><br />He stared into my eyes and his expression turned serious. “That’s so strange. I know that we couldn’t have, but have we met before? I know it’s impossible, because I’d never forget those eyes…but it feels like I know you. Like I’ve always known you.”</span><br />
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as a folklore-tour guide, Valya Svetlova takes a group of American college
students and their professor, Chris Waller, to her summer home in the Russian
village of Vishenky for a few nights of supernatural phenomena. She works hard
to appear a perfect hostess. Valya doesn’t want anyone to discover she harbors
selfish motives when it comes to one participant, the only person who can
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declaring her a stillborn resurrected by a paranormal entity, a puppet in
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hours of their arrival, Valya learns that the students, too, foster some dangerous
agendas. Her nascent feelings toward the handsome professor inhibit her ability
to control the supernatural manifestations and her inquisitive guests. When her
unforeseen affection turns Chris into a target of the malevolent forces, Valya
faces the excruciating reality. It’s no longer in her human power to ensure her
guests’ safety. But to keep Chris and the students alive, Valya must brush off
her humanity and become something she fights so desperately to prove she is
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<span style="font-size: large;">Mishca needs to save her sisters, but only Ryder can save her.
The truth about Mishca’s past shattered her heart. She deals with the pain by focusing on a new mission: saving her newfound family from their creator. With her sisters scheduled for termination, Mishca and her friends set out on a journey up the North Queensland Coast to save them before someone else dies.
Ryder understands the need driving Mischa. It’s in her DNA. But he’s not giving up on the chance they can still be together. She’s the only one to have seen him levitate. The only one to watch the sparks dance across his skin. The only one he trusts enough to know what is in his heart. And now, he might be the only one who can stop Mishca from losing her humanity.
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knuckles resemble mini snow capped mountains. I could drive under the truck 200
metres ahead in the opposite lane and end it all. It would be so easily.
Accelerate; yank the wheel, and then nothingness. The scenario plays through my
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intrusive thoughts dissipate. The best thing might be to think of nothing at
all. Thinking about the fact people want to kill my sisters, thinking about how
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past-me forever believing that Imogene’s love for Colin was my own. Part of me
is furious with my original for passing on her insanely passionate feelings for
my former university professor. The other part of me is furious with Colin with
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<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/30833565-shattered">Goodreads</a>
Like the sound of SHATTERED, but haven't read An Open Heart Novel Book 1:DIVIDED yet? City Owl Press has lots of purchase options on their <a href="http://www.cityowlpress.com/2015/08/divided.html">website</a>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Sharon is an author and public relations professional from Mackay in Australia. She writes across Young Adult, New Adult and Adult categories in a variety of genres. Her novel Divided is published with City Owl Press.
Sharon is also a regular mentor for the pitch contest Pitch Wars. When she’s not writing or working in PR, Sharon is gaming with her hottie hubby and kids, binging on Netflix, or playing with her fur babies.
Find her on her <a href="http://sharonmjohnston.com/">website</a>, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/authorsmjohnston/">Facebook</a>, <a href="https://twitter.com/S_M_Johnston">Twitter</a> and <a href="https://www.instagram.com/sharonmjohnston/">Instagram</a>.
</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15529080402340532016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4207291371152725988.post-57380297086331152262016-07-04T14:32:00.000-07:002016-07-04T14:32:07.276-07:00Lake Dillon<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Doctor Amy spends her nights running a secret clinic for supernatural creatures. When she is forced to use her magic to save the lives of a centaur infant and its mother, she vows never to regret her decision, no matter what the consequences. Not even when the Mages capture her, beat her, and condemn her to die. Before the sentence can be carried out, she is abducted by a mysterious being named Rowan, who demands that she use her healing abilities to save his father. When Amy fails to save the ailing man, her actions unintentionally force Rowan into an exile that will soon turn into a death sentence. Now, Rowan and Amy must join forces with the creatures who were once her patients and fight to uncover the one secret that may be powerful enough to save them all. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Debut author Miriam Greystone writes urban fantasy stories filled with magic, romance, and the occasional centaur. She fuels her creativity with an insatiable appetite for reading and frequent episodes of Doctor Who. She lives just outside Washington DC with her husband and children, and when she isn't hunched over her laptop, she can often be found baking or going on long hikes with her family.</span><br />
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