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October 30, 2012

Writers Write (Good Excuses are Still Excuses)

I'm a writer. I have a newborn baby and a toddler and a preschooler. I don't write every day. I tell myself I'm tired, that my brain is too mushy to write, that I'm too busy, and that this is just a time in my life that's especially hard. Other people tell me to focus on myself. That I have enough on my plate. But you know what?

None of that matters.

Because I'm a writer.

If I want to consider myself a writer, I need to be writing. Regularly. Small amounts are fine. 10 minutes a time is fine. Bu...
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Published on October 30, 2012 00:30

October 16, 2012

What's in a genre? What won't I write?

So far, I've only published fairy tale-related stories, so obviously I love fantasy. I always have. My parents read The Chronicles of Narnia to me when I was really little. My Mom read fairy tales and other folklore to me before I even started kindergarten. I'm pretty sure it's part of my DNA.

But what about the other genres? I had a healthy helping of sci-fi as a kid, too. Star Trek: The Next Generation was a favorite of my dad's, and was a favorite of mine. (Any episode with the holodeck or...
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Published on October 16, 2012 03:00

October 2, 2012

Cinderella and Ivy Thorn: How my favorite characters came to be

Coming up with a character is a different experience every time. If you've been following this blog for a long time, you know that Ivy was actually born here, in blog form.

I've told this story before, but basically, Ivy was born when I realized my writing voice was boring, but the way I talk in a casual environment is a lot more fun. So I wanted to bring that out. Ivy Thorn is spunky and sarcastic and basically, she says all those things I'd normally be afraid to say myself (plus the things t...
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Published on October 02, 2012 03:00

September 25, 2012

Chapter 10 of The Fairy Tale Twist (Draft 2)

I've probably (hopefully) had the baby by now, but I went ahead and scheduled this chapter to go up. I thought it would be a good place to end the sample. Hope you've enjoyed the first ten chapters of The Fairy Tale Twist! 



My shoes click against the stone floor while my imagination runs full-speed. Where does this cave lead? Is there something at the end of the tunnel? Are there nasty monsters that can pop out of nowhere and eat unsuspecting girls?
No. There are five other girls ahead of...
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Published on September 25, 2012 03:30

September 18, 2012

Chapter 9 of The Fairy Tale Twist (Draft 2)


I may not be the most observant person in the world, but I know there was a wall there earlier. Now the garden opens up into a cave, lit with tiny candles that run along a narrow ledge. Like runway lights just above my head. I mean, it’s a cave! Who keeps a cave in their garden?
The stone wall forms a tunnel and the candles snake around the gradual curve of the cave. The girls must be pretty far ahead, but they make enough noise that I’m not worried about getting lost. I just need to follow th...
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Published on September 18, 2012 02:00

September 11, 2012

Chapter 8 of The Fairy Tale Twist (Draft 2)


All of us stare at Ferguson.
“Um… is he okay?” I look to Faith and expect her to be as shocked as I am. But her face is pink behind her freckles. She’s smiling! A laugh jumps from her, loud and abrupt. The other girl join her. Did I miss something?
Mercy lifts one of Prince Ferguson’s hands and lets it drop back onto the satiny couch. The prince snorts once and rolls to his side, his jaw slack and his breathing deep.
“Is he sleeping?”
My question only makes the princesses laugh harder. Then I not...
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Published on September 11, 2012 03:00

September 4, 2012

Chapter 7 of The Fairy Tale Twist (Draft 2)


When the king finishes eating, he leaves the dining room without saying anything to us. The musicians leave soon after, clearly disappointed. I guess the king just likes having them there, in case he decides to break into song.
A servant comes in, whispers something to Ferguson, and leads the prince away. Before he leaves, Fergusonstops in the doorway, turns, and gives an elaborate bow, directed at us. Mostly Faith. “Until tonight, your highnesses.” And he leaves.
I’m tempted to follow him. I...
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Published on September 04, 2012 02:00

September 2, 2012

Debut Novel: Earth Angel

I thought I'd give you guys a break from my work and introduce you to another author.(The Fairy Tale Twist sample chapters will resume, as scheduled, on Tuesday.)

 Ruth Ellen Parlour. She's releasing her début novel: Earth Angel!





Eardesha is protected by the twelve Gods and their Earth Angels. Fighting against her destiny as an Earth Angel, Faith is returning to the temple for her lover who she had to leave behind. Gabrielle, a criminal, escapes from prison only to be g...
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Published on September 02, 2012 01:30

August 28, 2012

Chapter 6 of The Fairy Tale Twist (Draft 2)


Chapter 6
My mouth hangs open as Prince Ferguson saunters to the empty chair next to Faith. He gives her an obvious wink before seating himself and thanking the king. “The invitation to participate was such a thrill.”
All eyes turn to the king, except for Faith’s. She rolls her eyes and scoots her chair a little closer to the king, away from Ferguson. I can’t blame her.
Next to me, Felicity turns almost as pale as her hair. “Father, what does he mean by participate?”
The king snaps at another ser...
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Published on August 28, 2012 03:30

August 21, 2012

Chapter 5 of The Fairy Tale Twist (Draft 2)


Chapter 5
The girl hurries me through a pink room with a long couch that’s absolutely covered in bows. The pink room has twelve other doors. The one we take leads into a hallway lined with pink and gold tapestries and a vase of flowers in every window. It’s like a sugar plum fairy got a little slap-happy with her wand.
Finally, we end up in a dining hall. At least, that’s what I assume you’d call this room. You know, because of the mile-long table right in the middle of it. It’s carved from a r...
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Published on August 21, 2012 03:30