Saturday, December 31, 2011
It is a fascinating world, there is no doubting that, with a lot of thought having gone into creating the religious system, the different mythologies, and the societies that are vastly varied in beliefs, language, and even things as simple as the weapons and technology.
Now, anyone who knows me, knows I am a character writer. That also makes me a character reader. That's what I love most about reading. It always has been and I imagine it always will be, and it was probably my favorite part of Heir to Power. The characters voices were strong and I really found myself sympathizing with so many of them in their plight to live up to the expectations of their society and yet long for something different.
The only problem I really had with the book was there were so many characters I occasionally got them confused, and then as Michele continued in that character's head, I fell in love with them all. Every time.
Overall, if you are interested in traditional fantasy with strong world building elements and intriguing characters, Heir to Power is just the book for you. I certainly enjoyed it.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Thursday, December 22, 2011
I try very hard to incorporate the spirit of the Lord into everything I do, especially my writing. I'm a big believer in the Father wanting to help us succeed in those things that are important to us, and when we make Him a partner in our efforts, we can't help but succeed.
It's what I've done with my writing all these years. I know that I cannot write my best without reading His word and praying first, and thus, incorporating that element in the success of our lives really intrigued me in Connie's book.
I was not disappointed.
This book was hard to read straight through--not because it didn't make sense or wasn't interesting, because it was both. No, it was hard because I wanted to stop and savor each chapter the way the book was meant to be used. I wanted to do the exercises and really apply the things I was learning, but that's hard to do when I'm just doing a book review.
So, here's what I'm going to do. I'm posting my two thumbs up review here, right now, in that I love this book and think it can make a big change in my own life, but I'm also going to spend the next eight weeks applying these things into my life.
Starting January 1st, I'll update regularly here on what I learned with each chapter and let you guys experience it through me, and hopefully you'll go out and buy the book and try it yourselves. I truly believe this is a book that should be in every household. It's one of those that can change your life.
I certainly hope it changes mine.
You can purchase it at the following places:
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Friday, December 16, 2011
So, to get your discounts, you have to purchase from my createspace pages. Here are the addresses and the codes.
The Sapphire Flute: https://www.createspace.com/3633037 and on check out enter code J4JNFLC9 for a $5 discount.
The Armor of Light: https://www.createspace.com/3642582 and on check out enter code RGEM5WRP for a $5 discount.
The Misadventures of a Teenage Wizard: Two Souls Are Better Than One: https://www.createspace.com/3715613 and on check out enter code BTL9AWX8 for a $4 discount.
Use the codes fast, because they only last until December 31st.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays, my friends!
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Sooooo, nobody seems to like my Christmas specials, so I'm going to make it much more simple and hopefully appealing. Having recently purchased a kindle for my bookaholic son, I know there are a lot of parents doing the same thing for Christmas--especially with the recent drop in price of the kindle and other e-book readers. So, here's my special:
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Thursday, December 8, 2011
The very first thing I have to say about this book is how much I absolutely adore the cover! It is one I noticed and was interested in long before I asked to be included in the Dark CARMA Blog tour. I wanted to read it! With a cover like that, how could it not be good?
Monday, December 5, 2011
This year, I decided that my Christmas specials were going to be postage-less, with one exception. I think it's a better deal for you guys, and is a heck of a lot less work for me!
So, if you're looking for a great Christmas present for yourself, a loved one, a kid, this is a fun option. It's available for e-book through Smashwords.com, Amazon.com, and Barnesandnoble.com. Print copies are also available through Amazon.com and barnesandnoble.com. If you want to order a copy from one of them and still want an autograph, you can let me know and I'll mail you an autographed bookplate sticker you can put right inside.
I've got some Christmas specials coming up within the next couple of days, so be sure to watch for those!
And here is the book trailer once again, for those who missed it!
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
Each time the boy appears, Sadie’s unexplainable attraction to him deepens along with her need to unravel his secrets. The boy is there to protect her. But as wonderful and exciting as it might be to have an irresistible boy with crystal green eyes protecting her every move, every minute of the day...why does Sadie need one?
As Sadie finds answers, she realizes her life isn’t as perfect as she thought. Not only is she caught in a world of dangerous secret agents she never knew existed, but it turns out her true identity may be the greatest secret of all.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
I did this last year with The Sapphire Flute, and it was so cool, I thought I'd do it again with The Armor of Light. I'm going to post links to recent blog reviews and an excerpt from the review that was particularly meaningful to me. I would totally recommend following the links and reading the whole review though.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
After bouncing from foster home to foster home, Magdalene Mae is transferred to what should be her last foster home in the tiny town of Silver City, New Mexico. Now that she's eighteen and has only a year left in high school, she's determined to stay out of trouble and just be normal. Agreeing to go to the prom with Bridger O'Connell is a good first step. Fitting in has never been her strong suit, but it's not for the reasons most people would expect-it all has to do with the deep secret that she is a shape shifter. But even in her new home danger lurks, waiting in the shadows to pounce. They are the Skinwalkers of Navajo legend, who have traded their souls to become the animal whose skin they wear-and Maggie is their next target.
Full of romance, mysticism, and intrigue, this dark take on Navajo legend will haunt readers to the final page.
Several years ago Bethany's sister dared her to start writing an hour a day until she completed a novel. Bethany wrote a seven-hundred page fantasy novel that she wisely let no one read--but it taught her how to write. The fifth novel she write, SHIFTING, is being published by Walker Books September 27, 2011.
web page: www.bethanywiggins.com
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
"Issues we face in the real world are mirrored and expertly explored in this young adult novel such as self-esteem, class systems, environment, the meaning of love, choosing between right and wrong and taking responsibility for your actions. In my opinion her fantasy writing skill is near that of Anne McCaffrey, Orson Scott Card and Terry Brooks."
Margaret L. Turley
administrator of Writers Unite to Fight Cancer
Saturday, September 3, 2011
I apologize for being a bit late with this, but I did use Rand.org and we have a winner from the blog hop. And that winner is . . .
Monday, August 29, 2011
So, my good friend Tristi Pinkston started this blog hop and it sounded like a lot of fun, so I decided to join her!
|1. Tristi Pinkston, LDS Author
2. Karen Hoover
3. Michael Young
4. Kristy Tate
5. cindy Hogan
6. Julie Bellon
7. Margot Hovley
8. Laurie Lewis
9. Mandi Slack
10. Melanie Jacobson
11. Joyce DiPastena
12. Renae Mackley
|13. Debbi Weitzell
14. Donna Hatch
15. Carolyn Frank
16. Marsha Ward
17. Stacy Coles
18. Bonnie Harris
19. Danyelle Ferguson aka Queen of the Clan
20. Diony George
21. Lisa Asanuma
22. Susan Dayley
23. Christine Bryant @ Day Dreamer
24. Stephanie Humphreys
|25. Ranee` Clark
26. Tamera Westhoff
27. I Am A Reader, Not A Writer
28. Heather Justesen
29. Rebecca Talley
30. Jennifer Hurst
31. Aimee Brown
32. Cheryl Christensen
33. Rachelle Christensen
34. Imaginary Reads
35. Andrea Pearson
Friday, August 26, 2011
If you're wondering where all the challenge tabs went, don't be concerned. I haven't stopped doing them. Because they were taking over my blog, I moved them to a more writer friendly space that I'm already running--Sprint Writers Central. Challenges will start back up again on September 5th with the Poetry Challenge, so be prepared and go HERE to find it! :)
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Wow, what a week Rebecca Blevins is having! First she won the Flash Fiction Challenge, and now today she wins the Poetry Challenge for her poem "Adventures in Baking a Cheesecake!"
Adventures in Baking a Cheesecake(Rebecca Blevins)
I’m going to make a cake!
Pour lots of sweetened cream cheese!
It’ll be the best one yet!
Sagging, unappealing brown.
Cherry filling fixes top.
This will be a tasty night!
The Wind (Bethany Ricks)
The Rush of breath
That brought me my life
My life of reason
My life of flight
Moving to a beat
A beat of a heart
The heart of the rush
Before the wind
Before the rush
The life that I knew
The life that was crushed
This rush that found me
Found and held me
Held me up and saved me
Now we walk
Hand in hand
Against the world
With the wind
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
“PHONE!” Donna yelled. “It’s Jimmy! Hey, when are you going to make me a flower garden like his?”
I stopped hoeing the corn and dusted off my hands. “Never! It’s too much work!” I took the phone. My wife glared at me, then left for the store.
When I answered, the voice on the other end made an attempt at being cheery. “Hey, Buddy, get over here, quick!”
“Jimmy, I’m not coming over.”
“But DUDE!” he protested, “This guy is wacko! Crazy! Psychedelic! I talked to him this time and he won’t leave! He’s some alien scientist and he’s taking Gramma’s flowers!”
Dude, you’re the one who’s psychedelic. Wait— “You actually talked to him?” I set my drink on the counter and grabbed my keys.
“Yeah, dude. He’s okay, not a murder, I don’t think, but he won’t go.”
“Hang on Jimmy, I’ll be right there.” I put the phone down and hurried to my truck.
Jimmy’d been complaining of aliens—okay, one alien—in his backyard for the past week and each time, I’d seen nothing. Poor guy, I kept hoping he’d keep his promise to swear off grass, but it looked like he’d fallen back into the old pattern. And his Gramma thought she was doing him a favor, leaving him everything. The old gal hadn’t had a lot, but it was enough to enable Jimmy to make nothing of himself for a while.
When I pulled up, the first thing I noticed was that everything looked exactly the same. I’d really hoped to see a flying saucer hovering above the house, but nada.
My shoes crunched the sparse gravel as I headed up the walk. Jimmy’s face peered from the window by the dingy curtain, and the door opened a man-sized crack. “C’mere!” Jimmy waved frantically at me to come inside. Before I could step through the opening, he yanked me through, shut and deadbolted the door. “He’s there, man!”
“Who?” By the looks of him, Jimmy hadn’t slept for a week—or showered either, by the smell that threatened to knock me down.
He put his finger against my lips, I shoved it away, then whispered, “Who?”
Eyes bloodshot and crazy, he pointed at the kitchen, said, “Shhh,” and motioned me to follow.
Yep, has to be on something.
We went into the kitchen and Jimmy sneaked a peek through the ruffly curtains at the window, then he stepped aside. I couldn’t figure out how to get him to come with me if he thought I was taking him to rehab, so to humor him, for the fourth time this week I peeked through the window.
And saw an alien.
He glittered in the sun, green sparkly skin that shimmered colors like a holographic card. Countless waving ears stood out like trumpets on both sides of his three-eyed head. Decked out in a white, Elvis-inspired lab coat, the alien, or whatever it was, pranced around Jimmy’s yard, studying the flowers.
Jimmy must have noticed my eyes had gone huge because he shook me until my teeth rattled. “You see it, right Bob? Right? I’m not crazy!”
“Uh, yeah, I see it.” Then I opened the door and marched outside, Jimmy following and pleading with me not to go.
“Hey, you!” I called. “This is private property! No trespassing!”
“Groovy, dude!” the alien said. “Your friend doesn’t mind. This is research for the gnarly good of our Eustachian society! I’m doing no harm to these plant-creatures. See, they like it!” He held a Black-eyed Susan and blew gently. The yellow flower moved as if it were wriggling with pleasure, and deepened in color to rich gold.
“H-how did you get here?” I stuttered.
“Why, take a gander at my sweet love ship! I call her Willow, after my favorite Earth tree.” The green guy smiled, and I realized that besides his ears, third eye and green, color-shimmering skin, he looked a lot like us. Sounded more like Jimmy, but I was used to that.
The ship hid well among the huge flower garden. Willow had green moss trailing off her gleaming sides, which poked through here and there under all the flowers that grew on her. “Most impressive ship! Now, when will you be going?”
“Dude, I will leave your garden of flowers and love, man, when I get enough for the Head Mum’s wedding. Nothing but the best for her. See, we’ve been coming here from Eustachia for many years now, and we bring back stuff that we find totally groovy. Well, the Mum loves your green cabbage sprouts and beans, and wants to serve them at her wedding. Problem is, they do a number on our totally bogus digestive systems. So Mum needs some pretty radical flowers to help make her wedding dinner smell nice as a gnarly gardenia.”
“Makes sense, I guess.” I folded my arms while Jimmy quaked behind me. “But you can’t just steal things. Pick a third of the blossoms and pay my friend for them.”
The alien sighed. “Okay, dude. If we have to.”
“You have to,” I said.
He went back into the ship and came out with a sack, which he handed to Jimmy. “Will that be radical enough, dude?”
Jimmy opened the sack, which was full of gold coins. His mouth dropped open.
“Yeah,” I answered for him. “That’ll be fine.”
Jimmy and I went into the house and watched through the window as the alien carried piles of blossoms into his ship, then ship and alien disappeared in a flash of light.
“So,” I motioned to the pile of money, “are you going to party?”
He shook his head. “Nah. I think I’m gonna get me some gardener training. I don’t wanna sit here day after day and wonder if the aliens are coming back. But if they do,” he patted the sack, “I’ll be ready for ‘em.”
I left Jimmy burning with excitement. On the way home, I began planning my own flower garden.
Monday, August 8, 2011
Friday, August 5, 2011
Aliens (Abby Finch)
Connect the stars
Way past Mars
As far as the eye can see
I can see you
But can you see me