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October 6, 2015

This is what happens when 9 women can get their shit together and meet

Online friendships can be pretty intense, but nothing compares to finally hugging someone you’ve known only online for years. You get to learn how they sigh after they laugh, how their nose crinkles when they smile, how their voice sounds, and how they walk. It’s kind of magical, really.

The SisterWives are a force to be reckoned with over the wires, but when we actually got together In Real….HO. LEE. SHIT.

It was electric and thrilling and perfect.

I was very nervous meeting eight of them at...

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Published on October 06, 2015 13:31

July 30, 2015

Author Beth Teliho’s Savvy Advice for First-Time Novelists

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In which I dump all my writing/pubbing/marketing knowledge in one place. Paying it forward.

Originally posted on An Unedited Life:

Beth Teliho Beth Teliho, author of “Order of Seven”

In May, I featured a reviewof a book titled “Order of Seven” that was blowing the mismatched socks off young-adult, paranormal/fantasy readers. Since then, first-time author Beth Teliho has continued to sell copies and rack up glowing reviews of her captivating book.

I asked Beth if she would consider writing...

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Published on July 30, 2015 18:25

July 5, 2015

BE A REBEL

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The post that took a lifetime for me to write.

Originally posted on The SisterWives:

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Since this week’s theme is metamorphosis, I thought this would be a great opportunity to write about a change that’s taken place within my perspective. It’s happened very slowly over the past two years and was sort of forced on me. That will make more sense by the end of this. It’s a subject I’ve wanted to write about before, but there’s so much inherent shame I haven’t been able to bring myself...

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Published on July 05, 2015 09:59

BE A REBEL

My battle with self-image has been life long. I don’t remember a single day in my life where I was happy with my body. Okay, maybe that one year when I lived off of diet coke and cigarettes back in my twenties, and even then I would’ve changed some things had I been given the opportunity. I dropped to 115 lbs and at 5’6″ that was underweight for me and obviously not healthy At. All. But it’s the last time I remember feeling totally free.

For a multitude of reasons which I shall not delve into...

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Published on July 05, 2015 09:02

June 21, 2015

12 Signs You Live With a Competitive Cyclist

1. You’re repeatedly told, “Please don’t put anything in the dryer that has a padded crotch.”

2. You start to use a curiously large tube of toothpaste when you see it’s actually Chamois Butter, which is basically WD 40 for ass cheeks and inner thighs.

3. “I’m going for a bike ride in the morning” = “You’re in charge of the kids tomorrow, all day.” Similarly, “I’m just gonna run to the bike store real quick” = “I’ll see you later this afternoon.”

4. Anything you do in the name of physical fitn...

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Published on June 21, 2015 09:41

June 8, 2015

The Ghostess With The Mostess

I know I’m late getting this Post-Portland-Poltergeist update on the blog, but it took me this long to recoup from four days of acting like I was 23 again.Props to my scuzzin, Mikey, who is an amazing host, often making me and Vanessa dinner or late-night snacks, showing us all around his incredible city, and taking us to the coolest bars and restaurants. Isn’t he adorbs? (ahhh the pasty glow of our pigment-lacking genetics)

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Published on June 08, 2015 07:15

May 15, 2015

I DON’T WANT TO SEE DEAD PEOPLE!

GUYS.

I’m not even kidding. In exactly one week I’ll be staying in a haunted house for four whole days. HAUNTED. Like for reals.

You know I love this shit. I mean, duh, I wrote about it. I’m obsessed with the paranormal and I love watching shows about ghosts or ghost hunters. But that’s on TV.

As in fromAFAR.

I am not down with close and personal ghost encounters. I repeat: I am not down with it.

Here’s the deets: I’ll be staying is a very old, big house my cousin is renting. He just moved in...

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Published on May 15, 2015 07:41

May 11, 2015

Because you’re smart, I give you this

You want to know why books like Gillian Flynn’s Gone Girl are such a hit? Because they’re smart and unexpected. In the literary world, plots tend to get diluted and predictable, and it’s awesome when an author is enlightened and brave enough to break out of formulaic confines and actually surprise readers.

(cough-giveaway ahead-cough)

Because I consider you to be the savvy sort of reader, I bring you a novel whose author did exactly what I described above. DEAR STEPHANIE by Mandi Castle. (< hit that title to go straight to Amazon and order! Released TODAY!)

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Published on May 11, 2015 06:27

April 20, 2015

SKY ROCKETS IN FLIGHT

Sometimes little gifts fall out of the sky into my lap. That’s exactly what happened when my friend, Sister Wife, and blogger-buddy-extraordinaire, Samara, agreed to guest post here. If you don’t already know her (how could you not??), be prepared for passionate, fiery, sweet as pie, and funny as hell. Without further ado….

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The last few years of myabusive marriage, my sexuality was completely repressed. Caging my sexualitywas like adding Explosive Sniper and Super Punch to Grand Theft Aut...

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Published on April 20, 2015 06:00

April 13, 2015

WAHM BAM THANK YOU MA’AM

Quite early this past Saturday morning, I was in Writer-Beast-Mode with a deadline dangling over my head, typing busily on my laptop while my eight-year-old twirled around me, talking nonstop as he’s known to do. I was half-paying attention to him, nodding and smiling, certainly not 100% present, I admit. Until he said this and my world came to a screeching halt:

“I liked it better before you were a writer. You weren’t on the computer so much. You spent more time with me.”

My heart broke into...

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Published on April 13, 2015 06:26