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February 5, 2018

AmWriting!

[image error] So, I’m writing again. And the character has totally come alive (yay!).
Already this afternoon–over about 4 hours–I’ve written 4,500 words!
Here’s an excerpt for you …
‘The blackness that surrounded her hid anyone who might sit watching. Only the stage caught any of the meagre illumination. Most likely, he had done that on purpose.’
The resultant book will be Erotic Romance.
She’s a hopeful actress.
He’s a mentor.
Then there’s the big man who can make or break a career, and the demands he makes.
Watch this space!
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Published on February 05, 2018 10:18

Merit in Older Works

An interesting post from Staci Troilo over on Story Empire today. How can old movies help us in our modern-day writing? …


Ciao, SEers. Lately I’ve noticed a lot of movies are being remade and television shows are being brought back after years of being off the air. It made me wonder if these reboots are because the ad…


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Published on February 05, 2018 03:20

February 1, 2018

The Rain Falls-Story Empire Friday Fiction Prompt

Hello everyone! Today, I am posting a piece of short fiction from a video fiction prompt over on Story Empire. Check out the post HERE.


This is the video on which I’ve based my story.



And here is my little tale …


The Rain Falls


One of the most subtle forms of drowning is shallow water blackout. How deep does water need to be for you to drown in? Basically, it comes down to how big a nose you have. That simple. That shallow—no more than two to three inches, really.


Despite popular media depictions, drowning is often quick and unspectacular. Unless, of course, you happen to be the victim. Did you know that drowning begins at the point a person can no longer keep their mouth above water? Inhalation of said water happens at a later stage.


So, you might ask yourself, why don’t I just lift my head? Do I want to die? Not particularly.


Damn the government workers for not making the pavement precisely level and even. No, they had to leave a dip deep enough for water to pool. For the raindrops to make pretty patterns and splashes as they fall. To hold the vague blurry reflection of my killer.


The rain falls.


The times my shoes have trodden through puddles with never a thought or faltering step. Only when the cold liquid seeps through the laces do you even notice where your feet are.


Face down, though, it’s a different matter entirely.


From here, I have a unique view. One I haven’t seen before—or, at least, haven’t registered in the activity of my day-to-day life. The concrete is far more pitted than I could have imagined, and it feels rough and gritty against my chin, even with the layer of water to smooth it. Not a foot away, the edge of the puddle mocks and taunts. No way to reach it.


White bits speckle the ground beneath the puddle, and—crazily—my brain tries to work out what they are … paper? Foil? Were I able to employ my other senses, such as touch, just make the simple movement of reaching out my arm, my fingers, I could deduce much more. Is this nonsense to fill my dying moments?


The reflection/shadow never shifts, not once. It just stands there, watching. After the sudden and violent blow to the head, I had expected gallons of my blood to join me down here in the falsely-innocuous puddle. So far, it hasn’t.


The rain falls.


Consciousness ebbs away from me at an excruciatingly slow pace. The blow to the head came with enough force to disable me yet leave my eyes wide open and brain processing for a few minutes more. Ripples disturb the puddle, but not enough to obliterate my foe.


The smothering effects of the water make themselves felt. My throat closes in on itself, preventing any airflow at all. I guess that’s why, technically, you drown before any water gets near your lungs.


Blackness creeps in at the edges of my vision, oozing closer and closer together. Just as the walls close right in, I am tugged and pulled. My assailant takes my wallet and phone, and then I am alone.


The rain falls.




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I hope you enjoyed this bit of flash fiction and would love to know what you think!


Please do check out the other contributions by popping on over to the Story Empire blog.


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Published on February 01, 2018 17:14

January 31, 2018

Dying and Living Zen

A wonderful review for my latest book, Jewel in the Mud, from Gabriel Constans. See it on the blog here …


Jewel in the Mud: Zen Musings by Harmony Kent Reviewed by Gabriel Constans Jewel in the Mud is a laywoman’s guide to living life like a nun, as a householder living in the world. It is laid o…


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Published on January 31, 2018 08:12

January 29, 2018

Spell Check ~ Best Friend or Worse Enemy

An amusing post on spell checker by Joan Hall over on Story Empire …


Hi, SEers. Joan here. Today my post is a little more for fun than education. Having recently read and proofed a new release, I had to laugh at some of the things I had typed. I’m a big fan of using…


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Published on January 29, 2018 02:30

January 26, 2018

blog reflections on life – From sorrow to joy — Perfect Love

A heart-warming and hopeful post from Gwen Plano …


 


by Gwendolyn M Plano​


I’m a child of the Sixties. I know what it is like to dream big and fall hard. I remember innocence, a time when I thought I could change the world. While a college student in San Francisco, I danced to the Grateful Dead in Golden Gate Park and the Doors at the Fillmore West. When my friends left for Vietnam and did not return, I marched to stop the war. Martin Luther King Jr was my hero.


 


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Published on January 26, 2018 05:19

January 24, 2018

Spin Your Marketing: The Hub & Spokes Approach

What turns the wheel of your marketing? Check out P.H. Solomon’s post over on Story Empire …


Lately, I’ve been taking a different approach to blogging. The whole activity got stale and I felt like I was getting nowhere with it – much like my social media. I needed a change, a d…


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Published on January 24, 2018 05:34

January 23, 2018

Fast Fifteen with Author Harmony Kent

Catch me letting the cat out of the bag over on Staci Troilo’s blog today

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Published on January 23, 2018 04:44

January 22, 2018

Watching our characters blossom

A great post from Craig Boyack over on Story Empire today on character development and how they become real as we write …


Hi again, gang. Craig here today and I’m going to talk about my new book, The Hat. I’ll use it to discuss one of the best parts of being a writer. Here is a cover and blurb to give you …


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Published on January 22, 2018 01:44

January 21, 2018

New Book Releases – #RRBC

Some of the members of the RAVE REVIEWS BOOK CLUB have been very busy! These are only a few of the new releases from RRBC authors. I hope you will find one that will pique your interest.    PURCHAS…


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Published on January 21, 2018 08:13