Writing Prompt #11: “In all the years I’ve lived here, I never once called this place my home.”

Written By: Jess - Jun• 04•14

In all the years I've lived here, I never once called this place my homeToday’s Writing Prompt:

In all the years I’ve lived here, I never once called this place my home. 

My 100 Words:

It was dark and, at times, seemed never ending. The smell of rotten vegetation and freshly turned earth pushed its way out into the open air and caught the breeze.

Five looked down at the hole where he had dwelled for the past two hundred and fifty years.

“In all the years I’ve lived here, I never once called this place my home,” he said, his voice flat and hard.

Smidge glanced up at the weathered face. “Then where is home?”

“Home,” Five said, making the word hum. “Home is where the traitors live and dine and soon will die.”

 

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R.K. Grow: http://www.rkgtheauthor.com/

Stephanie Worlton’s Kreating Krazy blog: http://stephanieworlton.blogspot.com/

Leah Sanders, inklings: http://inklings-leahsanders.blogspot.com/

Laura D. Bastian: http://www.lauradbastian.com/

Jaclyn Weist: http://jaclynweist.blogspot.com

Amryn Scott: www.wildscottkids.wordpress.com

K.R. Wilburn:  http://www.krwilburn.com/my-blog.html

Lindzee Armstrong/Lydia Winters: http://lindzeearmstrong.blogspot.com

Kat!e Larson: http://katesnovelidea.blogspot.com

Miranda Nelson: http://www.mirandadnelson.blogspot.com/

Angela Schroeder http://angelaschroederauthor.blogspot.com/

Ginny Romney http://romneyrants.blogspot.com/

Canda Mortensen:  http://candamortensen.blogspot.com 

Writing Prompt #10: “No matter what you hear, no matter how badly you want to, do NOT open your eyes.”

Written By: Jess - May• 28•14

 

Do NotToday’s Writing Prompt:

“No matter what you hear, no matter how badly you want to, do NOT open your eyes.”

My 100 Words:

The carousel had always been my favorite. I even loved this one — gothic vibe and all.

“A Halloween carnival. Who knew?” I said as my boyfriend led me to a saddled giant crow.

“I’ve been searching for this one for ages,” Kev said, his green eyes sparkling like sea glass.

He slid onto it behind me.

“What are you doing?”

Kev smiled down at me. “Shhh. No matter what you hear, no matter how badly you want to, do NOT open your eyes until I tell you to.”

The moment I closed them I felt the crow shift beneath me.

Photo Credit: Victor Habbick

Photo Credit: Victor Habbick

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Wendy Knight, Author: www.wendyknightauthor.blogspot.com

Kelly Martin, Author: www.kellymartinbooks.blogspot.com

Alison Woods (Peering Into. . .): http://alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com/

R.K. Grow: http://www.rkgtheauthor.com/

Stephanie Worlton’s Kreating Krazy blog: http://stephanieworlton.blogspot.com/

Leah Sanders, inklings: http://inklings-leahsanders.blogspot.com/

Laura D. Bastian: http://www.lauradbastian.com/

Jaclyn Weist: http://jaclynweist.blogspot.com

Amryn Scott: www.wildscottkids.wordpress.com

K.R. Wilburn:  http://www.krwilburn.com/my-blog.html

Lindzee Armstrong/Lydia Winters: http://lindzeearmstrong.blogspot.com

Kat!e Larson: http://katesnovelidea.blogspot.com

Miranda Nelson: http://www.mirandadnelson.blogspot.com/

Angela Schroeder http://angelaschroederauthor.blogspot.com/

Ginny Romney http://romneyrants.blogspot.com/

Canda Mortensen:  http://candamortensen.blogspot.com 

Fun and Games

Written By: Jess - May• 27•14

Dice games are some of my favorites, and dice games that encourage creativity take the cake. I found something on Amazon called ‘Story Cubes’ and ordered it for days where I just want to play around with my writing without it having to be anything serious.

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For the past month or two I didn’t know what to write about most weeks (other than big announcements and Wonhundred Word Wednesdays). I played with the idea of character interviews, which I still might do, and weekly updates on my writing (that might bore you to tears).

This morning I’ve been sitting at my computer staring at a blank blog post and wondering what on earth I was going to write about. That is, I was staring blankly until I remembered this little game sitting in my bag and a light bulb went on. So, on days when I’m not sure what to say, I’m going to take a picture of the dice after I roll them and then write a short little story and post it here. It should be fun and hopefully entertaining.

Let the Game Begin

I picked the first suggested way to play: Roll all 9 cubes and look at the face up images. Pick an image that will be the starting point for your story. Beginning with “Once upon a time …”, make up a story that somehow links together all 9 face up images.

My Roll:

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So I got:

  1. Foot print
  2. Question mark
  3. Counting thing
  4. Castle/tower
  5. Airplane
  6. Magnifying glass
  7. Fish
  8. House
  9. Alien/mask thing

The Story:

Once Upon a Time” streamed from the built in T.V. in the seat in front of Norman Holiday. He regretted picking the channel after the first five minutes. It wasn’t that the show didn’t have its moments. Nope, it was the ankle biter next to him wearing the green alien mask his parents had bought him in Roswell.

The tip of a finger jabbed into Norman’s arm. Again.

“Why’d they’d do that?” Dale said, the air whistling out from the gap in his teeth.

Norman yanked the ear bud out and held back an angry puff of air. “Because the writers couldn’t think of anything better,” he said and then muttered under his breath, “a pity really.”

Dale’s mouth puckered and his eyebrows furrowed above sky blue eyes that hid between thick rimmed glasses.

When Dale didn’t say anything else, Norman plugged the ear bud back in and watched the actors storm some CGI castle.

Jab, jab, jab.

Norman ripped the ear bud out and shifted in his chair to face what he was starting to consider his personal tormentor.

“What? What is it?”

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Photo Credit: Dan

The little boy glared up at Norman, swiveled his head toward the teddy bear strapped in the seat next to him and said, “he’s rude, isn’t he Rufus?”

Norman imagined taking Rufus and jettisoning it out the airlock. Who buys a plane ticket for a stuffed animal?

Blue eyes tuned back in on Norman. “Where do you work?”

“I’m a private detective.” Now shut up and leave me alone.

“Do you have a magnifying glass?”

“Sometimes.”

“Does it have a question mark on it?” Dales voice had gone up several octaves.

“No! What gave you that idea?” Norman said with sneer.

“On cartoons. Do you sneak in people’s houses?”

Norman jerked. “God. No. Why would I do that?”

“Detectives on T.V. do all the time,” Dale said, lisping through his teeth. “Do you look at footprints?”

Norman smacked a palm to his forehead and squeezed his eyes shut as he counted backwards in rapid succession. His therapist told him to do it slowly, but he didn’t have time for that.

“Let me ask you a question, Dale.”

Eagerness peered out of blue eyes as Dale squirmed closer. He bobbed his head up and down, which only caused the flop of blond hair to beat against his brow and ears.

“Don’t you have anything you like to do for fun?” Norman said, hoping that naps were at the top of the small lad’s list.

“Yes!” Dale said, bouncing in place as he gripped the arm rest.

Norman waited but Dale didn’t say anything.

“Well what is it?” Norman bit out.

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Photo Credit: Nuchylee

Dale beamed with pride as he said, “My abacus.”

Norman stared at him. It had to have been the lisp. “A what?”

“My abacus. I count lots on it. It has beads. Do you want me to tell you about the beads?”

“No.”

Dale stuck out his lower lip and folded his arms. Norman thought he saw a tear.

A bing from overhead followed by a feminine voice gave Norman a spark of hope. “Hello flight 783! The captain wanted me to inform everyone that we have hit the half way mark and are two and a half hours away from our destination. We will coming by with beverages soon …”

Norman stiffened in his seat when he heard Dale start to sniffle. Norman could relate. He wanted to cry too.

“Tell me about the beads,” Norman said, his voice clipped fast, yet defeated.

Don’t cry, don’t cry …

Watery blue eyes gazed up at him. “Do you like fish?”

Norman blinked. “What?”

“My beads have fish. Do you like fish?”

A throat cleared next to their aisle and both the boy and man looked up. A smiling brunette woman looked back and forth at them.

“Can I get you boys anything?” she said.

“Vodka,” Norman said before the stewardess could get the last word out. “If you’ve got it.”

Dale gasped. “Don’t do drugs! That’s what the doggie says.”

Norman looked down at the kid and then back up at the stewardess who winked at him.

“What about you, cutie? What can I get you?” she said, bending close to Dale.

“I want apple juice and Rufus wants a Diet Coke.”

The woman cocked her head to the side and frowned. “Rufus?”

Dale pointed at the teddy bear and said, “Rufus.”

The stewardess tried not to laugh as she nodded at Dale. To Norman she said, “I’ll get that Vodka for you,” before moving onto the next aisle with sporadic snorts.

Photo Credit: Boaz Yiftach

Photo Credit: Boaz Yiftach

Writing Prompt #9: “The truth about love is …”

Written By: Jess - May• 21•14

 Truth about loveToday’s Writing Prompt:

“The truth about love is …”

My 100 Words:

Jordy arched his back to alleviate the slow burning that built there before he said, “the truth about love is you can never get it back once it’s gone.”

Phil nodded and mimicked Jordy’s crouch.

The older man squinted through the rifle’s scope and watched as the laser danced on the wall.

The red dot bounced around like an angry firefly, one that the little house cat noticed.

“Come on,” Jordy growled.

Right as the cat’s hind quarters started wiggling, a woman walked into view, the laser trained on the back of her head.

Jordy smiled and pulled the trigger.

Photo Credit: Gualberto107,

Photo Credit: Gualberto107

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R.K. Grow: http://www.rkgtheauthor.com/

Stephanie Worlton’s Kreating Krazy blog: http://stephanieworlton.blogspot.com/

Leah Sanders, inklings: http://inklings-leahsanders.blogspot.com/

Laura D. Bastian: http://www.lauradbastian.com/

Jaclyn Weist: http://jaclynweist.blogspot.com

Amryn Scott: www.wildscottkids.wordpress.com

K.R. Wilburn:  http://www.krwilburn.com/my-blog.html

Lindzee Armstrong/Lydia Winters: http://lindzeearmstrong.blogspot.com

Kat!e Larson: http://katesnovelidea.blogspot.com

Miranda Nelson: http://www.mirandadnelson.blogspot.com/

Angela Schroeder http://angelaschroederauthor.blogspot.com/

Ginny Romney http://romneyrants.blogspot.com/

Canda Mortensen:  http://candamortensen.blogspot.com 

 

And the Wheel Keeps Spinning, and spinning and spinning …

Written By: Jess - May• 19•14

I’m starting to realize this is going to be an intense summer and I’m a little worried about that. I have a spread sheet that tracks all the conferences/workshops, and saying that it’s a little full would be an understatement to say the least.  I’m mildly concerned about burnout.  Any suggestions on how to keep that from happening?

In other news, the critique groups I’m in are going great! I get to work with some pretty talented writers. One group meets every week and the other gets together every other, which works out nicely. Granted, I feel like my brain is turning to mush from critiquing so much, but that’s mostly due to my lack of planning it all out (I’ve looked at what each group is doing and it’s going to calm down in a month or two – so it’s not long term intensity).

As for my own writing? That’s going well for the most part. Turns out I’m not going to be able to start edits on This Damn Jar until June, but that’s okay. That just means I’ll have two months of sitting on it rather than a month and a half.

As for the new shiny, that’s actually right on track. I finished all the major character bios last week (yea!) and it’s almost ready to start being written. However, there’s been one new major development with it this week that I wasn’t expecting. I’ve been struggling with what pov to write it in and finally decided to go with first person, but as I wrote the bios for some of the major players in the story, one of them in particular demanded to have a voice too.

What’s funny is that I’m starting to agree with that voice. This character has as much to lose as my original main character, which really made them stand out when I was compiling their dossier. I’ve already pitched the idea to my Saturday critique group which helped me solidify my opinion of it.

This week I’m hoping to get some more scene ideas from my Thursday people and then some more again on Saturday.

So that’s pretty much it, except for the awesome quote below. If you’re struggling as a writer, just remember this (I know it made me feel better):

 

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Writing Prompt #8: You find a box in the attic that isn’t yours.

Written By: Jess - May• 13•14

Box in AtticFor this one I decided to have some fun and play around with tense. I picked present tense because it’s my least favorite to read and usually write. However, since these prompts are pretty much exercises, I thought a little challenge would do me some good. Present tense it was. There’s more ‘telling’ here than I’d like but that’s what happens sometimes when you only get 100 words. All in all, I’d say I like how it turned out – even if I still hate present tense.

Today’s Writing Prompt:

 You find a box in the attic that isn’t yours.

My 100 Words:

She tiptoes down the hall and peers down the stairs, looking for the glow of the T.V. coming from the living room. Angie holds her breath until she hears the loud and overwhelming snores coming from her Papa. Her lips quirk and she bolts toward the thin rope hanging from the ceiling.

Angie launches herself through the air and with her momentum pulls the hatch and ladder down.

“Yes,” she whispers.

Tiny feet hammer up the rickety wood before raven hair burst into the muggy space. Angie scans the floorboards until she sees it.

Grandma calls it ‘The Portal Box.’

Photo Credit: rakratchada torsap

Photo Credit: rakratchada torsap

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R.K. Grow: http://www.rkgtheauthor.com/

Stephanie Worlton’s Kreating Krazy blog: http://stephanieworlton.blogspot.com/

Leah Sanders, inklings: http://inklings-leahsanders.blogspot.com/

Laura D. Bastian: http://www.lauradbastian.com/

Jaclyn Weist: http://jaclynweist.blogspot.com

Amryn Scott: www.wildscottkids.wordpress.com

K.R. Wilburn:  http://www.krwilburn.com/my-blog.html

Lindzee Armstrong/Lydia Winters: http://lindzeearmstrong.blogspot.com

Kat!e Larson: http://katesnovelidea.blogspot.com

Miranda Nelson: http://www.mirandadnelson.blogspot.com/

Angela Schroeder http://angelaschroederauthor.blogspot.com/

Ginny Romney http://romneyrants.blogspot.com/

Canda Mortensen:  http://candamortensen.blogspot.com 

Awesome News Alert! Hint: Greensboro, North Carolina

Written By: Jess - May• 09•14

Sooooo I have a little story for ya’ll today. But first, I have to tell you a story from last year. Ready?

Here we go:

Last year I heard that Orson Scott Card was going to be doing his Writing Class and Literary Boot Camp down in Orem. I had no idea prior to seeing this announcement on Twitter (yay for Twitter!) that he did these. So I did a little research and learned about them. I decided I needed to write a short story so I could submit the first page of it for consideration to get into the Bootcamp (Bootcamp is a week and only had 14 or so spots, the class was two days and pretty much anyone could go to it if you forked over the $175).  I wrote that thing and started taking it to my local writing chapter to polish it up as fast as I could. I’d never finished anything before, so finishing that short story was a proud moment for me. Looking back at it now makes me realize how much it actually sucked, but still, during those few months I was proud of it.

So, with crossed fingers I submitted it. I was hopefully. Oh, so very, very hopefully.

The waiting. Oh, my gosh. The waiting was stressful.

Long story short: I got a very kind rejection letter.

I still went to the writing class, which I got some interesting insight into contracts and rights that made the $175 worth it to me.

Fast forward to this year:

A couple months ago I got an email saying that OSC was having his Bootcamp and writing class in Greensboro, North Carolina this year. I’d discussed it with Jack when I didn’t make the Bootcamp cut last year that if I got accepted in 2014 that we’d find a way for me to go no matter where it was held. Btw, Bootcamp ain’t cheap. Neither are plane tickets.

This time around I was determined not to get my hopes up. I got a nice reminder from life that crushed hopes hurt a lot when they don’t happen.  This time around I didn’t try and write an entire (or even the beginning) of a short story. Instead I decided to send in the first page of my novel. I’d noticed the year before that a couple people had done that rather than the first page of a short story. The novel I’m referring to is the one I finished at the iWriteNetwork Retreat, not the new shiny.

So, I polished my first page up, took it to the Writing for Charity Workshop, got some awesome feedback on it, made some changes, and emailed it for consideration. As soon as I hit ‘send’ and sent the $175 deposit, I promptly tried to forget about it. I figured it would be best if I took on a new attitude about getting in or not this year. More accurately, I decided to care as little as possible. And, believe it or not, for the most part I succeeded.

Well, this weekend came and went and I briefly wondered when I’d hear the outcome.  The deadline had just past and I knew I could potentially get ‘The Email’ any day, except this time I wasn’t checking my inbox like an anxious little loon. I half expected I wouldn’t get in again.

On Wednesday I didn’t have to be to work right when it opened, which translated to me that I could get an extra half-hour of sleep in. Around the time I was supposed to wake up I got a phone call from some random number I didn’t recognize. My first thought was to ignore it since I figured it was debt collection calling for freaking Shaniqua Holly, or whatever her name is (I’m not joking either. That really is her name or close to it. I’ve got countless calls and texts for this women since I got my new number back in August). But I thought, ‘meh. Might as well tell them to leave me alone once again,’ and answered. It went something like this:

Me: “Hello?”

Unknown Woman: “Is this Jessica?”

Me: *wakes up a little more* “Yes, this is her.”

Unknown Woman: “Hi, this is Kathleen. I’m calling you about Orson Scott Card’s Bootcamp.”

Me:

“Uh- huh.”

Kathleen: “I wanted to let you know you were accepted! I realized that I entered your email address wrong when I let everyone know. You should have found out May 2nd.”

Me: It’s okay! That’s awesome! Thanks for letting me know. (at this point I’m grinning like an idiot)

… And the rest of the Phone call went on with her telling me a little bit about it and when I needed to let her know I could come, money was due, etc.

When I got off the phone I was pretty stoked to say the least.

You know that YouTube video where the cute little kid asks “Is this real life?” That was me for the rest of the day. I immediately called Jack and made him guess a couple of times before he got it right.  I then called my parents, both of which guessed that my ‘exciting news’ was that I was pregnant or I bought a horse. I said I wasn’t and I hadn’t. The next guess was a writing thing, which I then told them about. My mom reminded me that my little sis was in Greensboro for the summer since her husband is doing summer sales there. So, more awesome news! I get to see Ember and Clark!

And that’s my awesome news alert. I’m attending OSC Literary Bootcamp this year. I made one of the 12 spots. Yay!

 

(Oh, and I’m switching my general post days to be Fridays, instead of Mondays. 🙂 )

 

*Edit Info: The edit I did a few months later from the original publication was to take out  information that I no longer thought necessary or contributed to the nature of the post. All other information remains unchanged.

Writing Prompt #7: “You know what they say. . .”

Written By: Jess - May• 07•14

What the sayToday’s Writing Prompt:

“You know what they say. . .”

My 100 Words:

“You know what they say. . .” Courtney said around her straw.

“Yeah, yeah,” Ollie said as he stirred his own drink. “It’s always better fresh.”

Courtney’s blonde locks bounced up and down. “No more of this junk,” she said. She grimaced as she took another sip. “How much longer?”

Peering around the corner and up the dim stairwell, Ollie turned back around and shrugged.

Courtney sighed. “Stairway duty is the worst.”

Heavy footsteps echoed above them and the corners of Ollie’s mouth turned upward.

“You know what they say,” Ollie said as he tossed his cup of blood aside.

 

Photo Credit: Salvatore Vuono,

Photo Credit: Salvatore Vuono

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R.K. Grow: http://www.rkgtheauthor.com/

Stephanie Worlton’s Kreating Krazy blog: http://stephanieworlton.blogspot.com/

Leah Sanders, inklings: http://inklings-leahsanders.blogspot.com/

Laura D. Bastian: http://www.lauradbastian.com/

Jaclyn Weist: http://jaclynweist.blogspot.com

Amryn Scott: www.wildscottkids.wordpress.com

K.R. Wilburn:  http://www.krwilburn.com/my-blog.html

Lindzee Armstrong/Lydia Winters: http://lindzeearmstrong.blogspot.com

Kat!e Larson: http://katesnovelidea.blogspot.com

Miranda Nelson: http://www.mirandadnelson.blogspot.com/

Angela Schroeder http://angelaschroederauthor.blogspot.com/

Weekend Mayhem – LDStoryMakers 2014

Written By: Jess - May• 06•14

  LDStoryMakers 2014

I attended my first year of LDStoryMakers this year! I really had a lot of fun being there and interacting with friends from the Utah Valley Writers Chapter and iWriteNetwork (as well as a few others who I know from around the state).

I got to attend some AMAZING classes and make new connections. On top of that I even found a couple of critique groups I’m going to join. Hopefully they’ll work out and we’ll mesh well. 🙂 *crosses fingers*

I’ve been needing a good group or two. As soon as I pull out my MS for “This Damn Jar” I’ll be able to clean it up and start taking it in to get torn to ribbons. Unfortunately, I won’t be doing that for another couple weeks, but in the mean time I can start attending the groups and getting to know everyone.

Some of the classes I got to attend while at StoryMakers included the intensives with J. Scott Savage and Brandon Sanderson. Both were extremely helpful and I learned a lot from them. If anything, I want to finish my Americorp year up ASAP so I can get my educational money and try and take Brandon Sanderson’s class (I can’t believe I actually want to attend BYU for something. Granted it’ll be for non-degree seeking purposes, but still. BYU. When did hell freeze over?) If only J.Scott Savage and Lisa Magnum taught semester long classes as well I’d be all set.

Other News

I have a new writing set up!

Sort of. Jack and I switched spots the night I got home from StoryMakers. Originally I was stationed at the ‘built in’ computer desk the apartment came with. I didn’t use it much because I had a cheap-o chair from IKEA that was incredibly uncomfortable, not to mention too short for the desk, and the space was cramped and cluttered.

However, we didn’t switch because my space wasn’t working for me (or at least that’s not what spurred the trade), but because Jack wanted to hook his computer up directly to the internet rather than over wifi. Now that my desktop is on the wifi setting I understand his desire (which is weird considering my little laptop has no problem with it). The wifi sucks major. But it’s worth it for me because I have a normal sized desk, my comfy fold-out chair (the IKEA chair is going to the first DI I see), and plenty of wall space for me to hang up my plotting/brainstorming board and calendar. We also bought an awesome little bookcase for me to put all my books on writing, resource material, and anything else related to me working on my books.

I’m in love with it.

Jack, good-naturedly, made a point to mention that the little black bookshelf is my fourth one in the apartment, which lead us to debating how true that statement was.  Yes. I know I have a problem. But really, I’m in love with my new space and I have since been writing a lot more on my desktop again:

The new desk setup

The new desk setup.

 

Up coming Workshops/Conferences I’m excited for:

June:

Writers for Life Workshop 

July:

iWriteNetwork’s Summer Workshop

Maybe Westercon 67 (looks way cool)

October:

IRC Live! ’14

 

Writing Prompt #6: I stared at the flames that had …

Written By: Jess - Apr• 30•14

FlamesToday’s Prompt:

I stared at the flames that had …

My 100 Words:

Grey flecks coated everything before another blast of wind picked them up and pushed them past us.

My stomach dropped whenever a flicker of orange appeared among the ash, confirming that we were losing the fight.

“What a waste,” Greg muttered as the thick smoke inched its way through the trees. “We even warned them early.”

Sweat beaded on his check behind his visor, making me conscious of drops that rolled along my rib cage. Not knowing what to say, I stared at the flames that had already overtaken half of the forest and hoped we could contain it here.

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R.K. Grow: http://www.rkgtheauthor.com/

Stephanie Worlton’s Kreating Krazy blog: http://stephanieworlton.blogspot.com/

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Laura D. Bastian: http://www.lauradbastian.com/

Jaclyn Weist: http://jaclynweist.blogspot.com

Amryn Scott: www.wildscottkids.wordpress.com

K.R. Wilburn:  http://www.krwilburn.com/my-blog.html

Lindzee Armstrong/Lydia Winters: http://lindzeearmstrong.blogspot.com

Kat!e Larson: http://katesnovelidea.blogspot.com

Miranda Nelson: http://www.mirandadnelson.blogspot.com/

Angela Schroeder http://angelaschroederauthor.blogspot.com/

 

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