Sara Raasch's Blog, page 318
July 31, 2015
tilly-and-her-books:
Guys I found the teen room on the cruise...
Guys I found the teen room on the cruise ship and there’s so many good books in hardcover! I still want to read Snow like Ashes!
SNOW LIKE ASHES is on a cruise ship?? Yet another instance where my book is more fabulous than I am.
July 29, 2015
WINTERIANS!!As always, you all totally blew me away with your enthusiasm for this contest! I LOVE...
WINTERIANS!!
As always, you all totally blew me away with your enthusiasm for this contest! I LOVE ALL OF YOU.
But without further delay, the winner of the ARC of ICE LIKE FIRE is…
YAY!! Email me at seesarawrite (at) gmail (dot) com so we can set up the deets of your win!
Thank you all so much for entering, and I hope you enjoyed the excerpt! But of course, it is only July – we still have two more months of shenanigans before ICE LIKE FIRE’s release. SO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS.
BIGGER SHENANIGANS.
BIGGER CONTESTS.
BIGGER EVERYTHING.
Stay tuned, Winterians!
princetheron:
GUESS WHO IS OVER THE MOON RIGHT NOW EXCITED...
GUESS WHO IS OVER THE MOON RIGHT NOW EXCITED ABOUT WINNING A GIVEAWAY OF ILF AND SLA hosted by martinaboone.
IT’S MEEEEEEEE
ALSO I AM HOSTING A PRE-ORDER GIVEAWAY OF ILF RIGHT NOW UNTIL AUGUST 10TH —> http://princetheron.tumblr.com/post/125226666164/super-quick-spontaneous-ice-like-fire-pre-order
ENTER MY GIVEAWAY SO YOU CAN GET EXCITED AND STOKED TOO
Oooo lookie look!
Oh hey this contest for an ARC of ICE LIKE FIRE ends in like two hours.And also, EXCERPT.
Oh hey this contest for an ARC of ICE LIKE FIRE ends in like two hours.
And also, EXCERPT.
all-about-the-literature:
Reilly Reviews: Snow Like Ashes by...
Reilly Reviews: Snow Like Ashes by Sara Raasch!!!
This book was amazing! Watch, like and subscribe! :D
ICE LIKE FIRE Excerpt!
Ready for another opportunity to win an ARC of ICE LIKE FIRE?
How about an EXCERPT to go along with that?
Thought so.
Below you will find an excerpt from the very beginning of ICE LIKE FIRE. Reblog this post and at 9PM EST TODAY I will randomly choose one winner to receive a signed ARC of ICE LIKE FIRE! Entries count as Tumblr reblogs AND Twitter RTs! Open internationally.
And now, THE EXCERPT:
Five enemies.
Five dented helmets sit lopsided over five equally dented breastplates; five black suns shine, scratched yet distinct, on the silver metal. Far more soldiers than I could ever take on my own, but as I stand in the center of their ring, boots planted in the snow, I cock an eyebrow at the closest one, the calm that precedes a fight descending over me.
My chakram already rests in my hand, but part of me doesn’t want to throw it just yet, reveling in the feel of its smooth handle against my palm. Dendera thought she was so clever, hiding it where she did—but really, giving it to the Cordellan soldiers was almost too easy. Where else would I go for a weapon if not the weapons tent?
“Do it!” comes a high-pitched squeal.
“Shh, she’ll hear you!”
A deluge of shushing follows when I snap my head toward the row of boulders outside my ring of mock enemies. A cluster of small heads ducks behind the largest rock.
“She saw us!”
“You’re standing on my foot!”
“Be quiet!”
When I face the closest of the soldiers again, the pile of snow within the dented helmet and breastplate sags a little, knocked askew by the same gust of icy wind that beats at my skirt. The illusion wavers.
I’m not in battle gear—I’m in a sleeveless gown of pleated ivory fabric, my hair done up in elaborate braids. My “enemies” are stacks of snow that I hastily kicked together and dressed in the discarded Spring armor that litters my kingdom. My audience isn’t an army, but a group of curious Winterian children who followed me out of the city. The chakram is real, though, and the way my body reacts to it makes this almost believable.
I’m a soldier. Angra’s men surround me. And I will kill every one of them.
My knees bend, hips pivoting, shoulders twisting and muscles knotting up. Inhale, exhale, spin, release—the moves rise from my memory, as ingrained into my body as the act of walking, despite the fact that it’s been three months since I last threw my chakram.
The blade breaks out of my palm with a hiss that punctures the cold air. It whirls into the closest enemy, rebounds off a rock, knocks into the next soldier, and sings back to my hand.
Every taut nerve relaxes and I exhale, long, deep, pure. Snow above, that feels good.
I let the chakram fly again, and again, finishing off the remaining soldiers. Cheers erupt from behind me, tiny voices laughing as snowflakes settle over the fallen bodies of my victims. I stay in the position of my last catch, hips bent and chakram firm in my hand, but the illusion is thoroughly broken now—in the best way.
I smile. I can’t remember the last time someone laughed in Winter. The past three months should have been filled with such joy, but the only sounds I’ve heard have been thuds of construction, murmurs of planning for crops and mines, and soft applause at public events.
“Can I throw it?” one of the girls calls, and her plea encourages the rest of them to demand the same thing.
“Better start with something less sharp.” I bend to scoop snow into a loose ball that I let slide from my fingers. “And less deadly.”
The girl who first asked to throw my chakram understands before the rest of them. She drops to her knees, smashes snow into a ball, and hurls it at a boy behind her.
“Got you!” she squeals and takes off, tearing over the field in search of a hiding place.
The rest of them lash into a frenzy, packing snow into projectiles and launching them at each other as they sprint over the fields beyond.
“You’re dead! I hit you!” one little boy cries.
My smile slips.
We don’t have to fight anymore. They’ll never have to throw more than snowballs, I tell myself.
“Isn’t this a little…morbid?”
I whirl, fingers spasming around the chakram. But I don’t even get the blade up before I see who’s entering the little clearing created by the foothills of the Klaryns on one side and rippling fields of snow on the other.
Theron.
July 28, 2015
"I’m a soldier. Angra’s men surround me. And I will kill every one of them."
-
ICE LIKE FIRE, Chapter One
An excerpt of ICE LIKE FIRE is coming TOMORROWWWWW.
BUT ALSO.
ARC-TYPE THINGS.
Teeehee.
