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January 12, 2013
READ AN EXCERPT OF MY BOOK SHADES OF SPRING 1964; LETTERS TO MY DAUGHTER
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Maxine could hear the rushing of footsteps
coming from downstairs. She didn’t move. She held onto
the side of her desk, a trembling smile on her lips. The
look in Taylor’s eyes, she could tell, mirrored her own.
Maxine noticed him inching closer to her. She was
thankful that he didn’t choose to flee the scene, but
instead stayed by her side. So, Taylor sat with Maxine
and watched as she clawed her fingernails into her
wooden desk.
She stared at her door when she heard frantic
footsteps come up the stairs. “I’m ready,” she thought.
Maxine’s eyes were fixed on the door handle as she
watched it turn and the door fly open. Her eyes locked on
her father’s distraught gaze. She waited for him to sound
out the words, but all she got were incoherent sobs.
“You need to come downstairs,” he finally managed
to gasp out.
Maxine nodded her head in agreement, but she didn’t
move.
“Maxine?” Her father stretched out his hand to her,
but she didn’t want to take it.
“I’m not ready,” she stammered.
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January 11, 2013
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January 9, 2013
Doing Your Book Writing Homework
Reblogged from Robynn Gabel's Common Sense Experience:
So, you wrote a book. It’s downloaded on Amazon and now the wait begins. You check anxiously each day for reviews and sales. A few come through and you are excited. You just know it’s going to be a best seller. Six months later, your enthusiasm is gone and depression has set in. What happened?
During my writing journey I’ve been in many of these phases, but survived them quite well because I did my homework.
Interview with Christina OW!
Reblogged from Author M.J. Kane:
Please welcome fellow 5 Prince Publishing author, Christina OW. She has recently published her second novel, Fatal Jealousy If you haven’t read her first novel, Star Bright, take the time and buy a copy of this 5 Star Reviewed novel!
Welcome, Christina!
What inspired you to write?
My love for reading novels started a very long time, about when I was 10 or 11.
congrats!!!!
January 8, 2013
Picture it & Write
Picture it & Write is a weekly creative writing exercise. We invite you to join in by continuing the story or starting your own based on inspiration from the image. Poetry and foreign languages are welcome (please provide a translation). This photograph will be reblogged under Ermisenda on tumblr and added to the Picture it & Write gallery on Facebook and
THE REBEL’S OWN
Charleston High 2006…
“It’s almost prom superstar. Have you chosen your ‘Prom-sacrifice’?”
Ryan Carville studied his best friend, at odds at what to say. He snickered and looked around the crowded lunch room. His ‘Prom-sacrifice’ had to be someone none of his friends had been with, an untouched, unused girl. His football teammates had a long running game that was off the field. They would taste a girl who represented a different sort of category, height, weight and color. So far it was five for five and Ryan had been able to bag the best five. Now in addition to his prom date he had to choose his ‘Prom-sacrifice’. This had to be done in the presence of the whole football and cheerleading team, this way they knew who was untouched.
His ‘Prom-Sacrifice’ had to be a virgin.
“So have you Ry?” The little blond smiled up at him. He stared at the top of her cheerleading uniform, sure that the sweetheart neckline that showed off her cleavage and the top of her round breasts were against school regulations.
Ryan stared at his girlfriend the captain of the cheerleading squad. He often wondered why his sexual activities had never bothered her. She was even the one to convince him into the ‘United Tastes’ game after the cheerleading squad had told her that his innocent demeanor was quickly making him unpopular. He went along with it, especially since he had finally gotten his football scholarship from Oregon, he knew High School would soon be over.
He watched as Clara’s head whipped back to the crowded lunch room, her blond bouncy locks flying with the motion. “How about… her?”
Ryan lifted his eyes from his girlfriend’s golden ringlets to the crowd. There was a group of girls where Clara was pointing, and obviously they were all from the Math’s Club. He smiled, a bit of hope tugging at his heart strings. Maybe, just maybe Clara did care. That was why she was pointing towards the less popular girls in school. “Who?”
“The girls at the math’s club are so lame.” His best friend Matt said. Matt was also the other reason why he had joined the United Tastes club. His popularity was dwindling faster than Ryan’s. He had appointed himself the club aficionado, the score record keeper (that may be the reason Ryan won) and the camera guy. “We don’t want him to learn about the square root of pie whilst his between her legs.” He scoffed.
“One I already know the answer to that, and two that is a big club. I don’t want them to find out about it and destroy my football career before it starts by killing me.” Ryan teased.
“They could definitely do that. Especially the big one, if she sits on your leg that is it.” Matt teased.
Ryan forced a smile. He needed the school year to be over already. He needed to get away from this psychotic group and hang around normal people.
“I for one don’t think you’ll make the big leagues.” Clara said with a smile, “But I was talking about the girl behind the math-dorks. The squad already did a background check on her. She’s a loner and most importantly a virgin. She doesn’t have any friends so you don’t have to worry about a group of ugly ducklings hunting you down. Plus she needs someone to pay attention to her, even if it’s for only one night.”
“I don’t know.” Ryan looked at the girl sitting all alone. She was eating her lunch her head down the whole time. It was like she was worried of someone noticing her. Unfortunately for her Clara had already seen her. There was nothing and no one who could save her now. But the sooner he got it done the better. He didn’t even know her name and he was already planning on how he was going to rob her of her innocence.
“If you choose her, I will make it worth your while.” Clara smiled at him suggestively. And when she winked at him, his heart and his penis skipped.
“Alright,” he said a slow sly smile creeping on his lips. Being with the Prom-sacrifice was a small ‘sacrifice’ in order to get to be with Clara again. Their sexual relationship was based on a reward system. If he scored a touchdown, or was the leading scorer or did something that would make her more popular, he was rewarded with sex.
He sighed as he stood up, and then took a step towards his ‘Prom-sacrifice’.
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Kennedy moved her lunch around her meal tray. She always kept her head down; the last thing she wanted was someone to notice her. Already she had gotten offers to join the mathletes, which she obviously turned down. The only reason they knew about her, was because the school math’s professor had asked her and she turned the offer down. And now the club members were hounding her trying to recruit her. At first she thought about joining, but the situation at home forced her to change her mind.
Her life was not her own. She had to help her mother with her ailing father. Her mother worked nights and took care of her father when she was in school. She had to get off from school and be at home before five, so that her mother could take off for her job. The math’s club ran from four to six pm. Although she knew they would probably allow her to leave early, it would mean she would have to tell them about the situation at home. She didn’t want her personal life on the lips of strangers.
Kennedy had this eerie feeling that someone was watching her, and when she lifted her head, she could see the whole football and cheerleading teams staring at her. She pulled her hair out of its knot at the back of her head and pulled them forward to cover her face. After a few seconds she looked up again and met the unblinking stare of Ryan Carville. She felt her whole body go limp and her heart race when he started walking towards her. She looked behind her just to make sure if there was someone behind her. Her warm bubble blew in her face when she saw the Hollywood group sitting behind her. They were the princesses with expensive clothes, jewelry and make-up on.
She sighed and sat up. But just as she begun to pull her hair back, Ryan slid into the bench of her lunch table. Kennedy looked at him puzzled and lost for words.
“Hi!” he said as he smiled at her.
“Uh…Uhmmm…,” Kennedy cleared the knot of nerves bundled in her throat, and finally said, “Hi.”
“My friends and I were wondering if you would like to come watch us practice after school.” The drawl in his voice pulled her in. And as if that wasn’t enough the sparkle in his blue eyes, brought out the jet black color of his hair. Kennedy’s eyes wondered around his face, noting his dark skin, that she knew was from playing out in the sun. His arms were thick, a thick vein running along his arms, the sleeves of his t-shirt, stretched to the limit. And his smile, he deserved to be in toothpaste commercial.
“Yes, I mean…I mean no, sorry I can’t come.” She quickly said.
“But why?” He smiled at her once again and his hand reached out to hers. Kennedy’s heart jumped into her throat, a sliver of shock running through her body. His finger went on to drawing circles in her palm, “I promise to make sure you have a lot of fun.”
“I,” Kennedy cried out when his ministrations drugged her body with need, “I’m sorry I can’t.” Just then she wished she didn’t have the family that she did. That she could be able to say yes to Ryan and follow him about like a sick puppy.
“That’s fine, maybe next time.” Ryan said before he stood up and left.
#
Maybe next time, the words echoed in Kennedy’s mind as she stared at her oddly shaped body in the mirror. Why would he want to be with her in the first place? A disgusted frown claimed her lips as she tried to look for a positive part of her body. She wasn’t fat, but she was bulgy, her braids were odd and due to be taken out. Her dark skin seemed ashy and unhealthy. There was not a single thing beautiful about her.
In a mindless rage she grabbed her bottle of lotion and flung it at the floor length mirror. She grimaced when the loud sound of glass shattering was followed by the sound of the pieces of glass crushing into the ground.
“Kenny?” she heard her father’s exhausted voice calling out to her.
“He doesn’t even know my name. He didn’t even get my number.” She whispered in terror. How was he going to be able to contact her again? She let out a whine as she stomped off towards her father’s frail calls.
January 6, 2013
NEW RELEASE FROM 5 PRINCE PUBLISHING; SARA BARNARD
Press Release Launch Kit
For
Chunky Sugars
By
Sara Barnard
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Available from 5 Prince Publishing www.5princebooks.com books@5princebooks.com
Genre: FICTION / Fairy Tales / Children’s
Release Date: January 1, 2013
Print ISBN 13: 978-1-939217-20-2 ISBN: 10: 1939217202
Purchase link : www.5princebooks.com/buy.htm
Chunky Sugars
What happens when Mommy gets all of her chunky little baby’s sugars? Find out in Chunky Sugars, an endearing picture book written by Sara Barnard and illustrated by Joshua Stolte.
Bio for Sara Barnard:
Sara Barnard, author of the historical fiction series, An Everlasting Heart, has been reading children’s books her whole life. First, she read then as a child then she read them to her four beautiful children! Sara has her Bachelor’s degree in history, has had her work included in numerous anthologies, and has written several other books to date. Sara and her family make their home in the historic hills of Oklahoma along with their three dogs, three cats, and eight chickens.
Author Contact Info:
www.sarabarnardbooks.com is Sara’s website
sarathreesuns.blogspot.com is where she occasionally blogs about life as a Mommy of four and wife to a Drill Sergeant.
@TheSaraBarnard on Twitter
www.facebook.com/sara.barnard6 on Facebook
NEW RELEASE FROM 5 PRINCE PUBLISHING; CHRISTINA OW
Press Release Launch Kit
For
Fatal Jealousy
By
Christina OW
Available from 5 Prince Publishing www.5princebooks.com books@5princebooks.com
Genre: FICTION / General / African American / Mystery & Detective/Romance
Release Date: January 3, 2013
Digital ISBN 13:978-1-939217-23-3 ISBN 10: 1939217237
Purchase link : www.5princebooks.com/buy.htm
Fatal Jealousy
Twins Ellsa and Ellie are completely different in character, personality, taste and interests. Apart from the striking resemblance to each other, they share the one thing siblings shouldn’t…. the same taste in men.
They keep falling for the same man, creating a quiet rivalry between them. Determined not to let a man come between them ever again, Ellie and Ellsa agree to stay away from each others relationships. But when they meet Dale Carson, an FBI agent and a bachelor, their love lives are turned upside down.
But they aren’t the only ones taken by the rogue. His partner and long time lover, Gwen Johansson, also called dibs.
Carson is interested in only one of them. He is pulled by Ellie’s passion for love and art, and most importantly, him. What starts as a sexual chase, ends with his permanent retirement from bachelorhood.
But their love story is not a smooth one.
Carson’s day job comes knocking on his front door and before he knows it, his whole world is ripped apart.
Out of all the possible suspects, Ellie has the most evidence stacked up against her. She is implicated in the brutal murders of her ex-boyfriends, and Carson is faced with the horror of arresting the love of his life. With two suspects of his own, he is convinced she is being set up, but he has no way of proving it.
Bio for Christina OW:
I love reading novels that take me on a ride of wild emotions. Books
have always been an escape for me, for a few hours I love to live the
lives of characters I grow to cherish and admire.
I’ve always had an active imagination and because of it I’ve lived in
my head more than I have been in the outside world. I’ve always
imagined scenarios and wondered how it would turn out in the end, and
what kind of emotions it would invoke.
Ii began writing down the many stories in my head in 2010.
I have a Diploma in Law and I’m currently in my last year for my BA in
International Studies.
Writing was never a career path for me it was just a release as
fashion design is my true passion, and now writing has become a vital
part of me and my family as my twin sister (M.O.) is also a writer.
I hope to always continue with my love of writing no matter what the
future holds for me.
Author Contact Info:
Facebook: Christina OW
Twitter: @christina_ow
Blog: http://www.goodreads.com/ChristinaOW
http://www.christinaow.wordpress.com
http://www.all-you-can-read-club.com/christinaow.htm
Excerpt from Fatal Jealousy:
“Hi.”
Ellsa turned to the man. He was one of the few men she liked at this thing. Who knew speed dating was so boring. If they’d thrown in a few rich men then she’d have something to talk to them about. She didn’t care about their children, ex-wives and their pathetic struggle to amount to something. She wasn’t a shrink!
These guys were more Ellie’s speed. She didn’t care what the guy had, just the man’s character. For Ellsa, if she couldn’t have love, she had no problem with the bank account. Love had never been kind to her.
But this guy seemed to have both. “Hi.”
He smiled shyly, “Hi. My name is Elvis Banks.”
Banks? Cliché but I can live with that. “I remember. I’m Ellsa Jabari.” She said flirtatiously.
“Would you like some more wine?” He offered nervously.
The man had the looks and the money to back it, but he had no presence. He was completely unsure of himself and probably easy to manipulate. She smiled, penthouse here I come! “No. I’m good. So how may I help you?”
He smiled, “You could write down a phone number for me.”
Ellsa pulled out her business card, “I hope this is your way of asking me out on a date?”
He took the card and glanced at it, “Actually I was hoping you’d give me your sister’s number.” He turned to where she was. She was holding a bottle of beer and laughing with the bartender. “She wouldn’t give it to me.”
Ellsa turned away from him, beyond annoyed! “Too bad, I don’t have it.”
NEW RELEASE FROM 5 PRINCE PUBLISHING; CARMEN DESOUSA
Press Release Launch Kit
For
When Noonday Ends
By
Carmen DeSousa
Available from 5 Prince Publishing www.5princebooks.com books@5princebooks.com
Genre: Fiction, Romance, Suspense
Release Date: January 7, 2013
Digital ISBN 13: 978-1-939217-18-9 ISBN 10: 1939217180
Print ISBN 13: 978-1-139217-19-6 ISBN 10: 1939217199
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When Noonday Ends
When a new attorney accepts a pro-bono case of an abused woman suspected of attempted murder, he ends up with more than he bargained for. She’s the ex-wife of one of the oldest and wealthiest families in Ashville, and her in-laws will stop at nothing to conceal family secrets—even murder.
Unable to ignore his attraction, he gets closer than he should. But when all evidence points to the woman he’s falling in love with, he will risk everything—his reputation, disbarment, maybe even his life to uncover the truth.
Bio for Carmen DeSousa:
Carmen characterizes her stories as modern-day fairytales, as they overflow with romance, mystery, suspense, and of course, tragedy. After all, what would a fairytale be without a tragic event setting the stage? All of her novels are sensual, but not erotic, gripping but not graphic and will make you cry, gasp, laugh, love, and hope.
Her first two novels, She Belongs to Me and Land of the Noonday Sun, have reached bestseller status right alongside Nicholas Sparks, J.D. Robb, and other great authors. Her third novel, Entangled Dreams, just published September 2012.
All of her novels are standalones; however, she does link each of her stories with a little surprise. If you read out of order, you’ll never notice. But if you read in order, it’s fun.
Author Contact Info:
Website
Excerpt from When Noonday Ends
Sitting at the back of the courtroom, Tom’s mind wandered. One person after another approached the judge, claiming their innocence. He hated doing this, but the law firm where he worked required all new attorneys to accept hardship cases. To get your feet wet, they’d said.
Like his father before him, he’d chosen a career as an attorney. And for once in his life, his parents were actually proud of him.
Still, most attorneys spent their days off golfing. He couldn’t stand golf, but he’d give anything to be kayaking right now. Often he thought of changing careers, as his best friend Chad had done. He had thrown away four years of medical school to manage an outdoor store he’d inherited from his parents. Tom had always thought that it had been a stupid decision, but now he wondered. His best friend was married to a beautiful woman, had a son, and could kayak every day if he wanted.
What Tom really wanted was to take a few months off from life and hike the Appalachian Trail. After the year he’d had, he really needed some time away from life—all life. But then, his parents would be disappointed, and he’d really miss his niece, Samantha. His sister had been one of the wildest women he’d ever known. But since she’d had Sam, she’d finally settled down and was trying to be a good mother. Being a single mother wasn’t easy, and Michelle needed him. If only to give her at least one night a week to unwind.
Tom threw his head back and closed his eyes. Just the smell of the courthouse was grading on him today. The oil they’d used on the old wooden floors was giving him a migraine.
“No contest, Your Honor.” A soft country voice roused him from his brooding.
Tom forced his eyes to focus on the woman standing in front of the judge. It couldn’t be. The smooth blond hair, that beautiful country voice. Brandy? He shook his head to clear it. Brandy was dead; he’d shot her more than a year ago.
