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May 30, 2013

WONDERSTRUCK ~ Available Now!!

Wonderstruck is now available! Get Wonderstruck TODAY from Amazon!
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When you look at a picture, what do you see? We gave authors around the world the challenge to write a story based on a set of five images. More than thirty authors rose to that challenge and created an amazing young adult anthology of drabbles, short stories, novelettes and novellas for you to enjoy. Flip the pages and prepare to be Wonderstruck!

Dive into a world where wind is a power that feeds the flames and love makes everything more complicated. A life where a scorned bride can cause a great deal of trouble and a place where silence as you will find out has a lot to say. Find yourself in a future where a powerful enemy can only be stopped by the most dangerous weapon of all: the truth. All of this and more lies within these very pages… Are you ready?

Wonderstruck is Clean Teen Publishing’s first break through Young Adult anthology. All stories within this book have fallen within our YA rating scale, however, not all stories have young adult characters. You will find a great deal of entertainment within Wonderstruck that is appropriate for readers of all ages. To view more information on our official content rating system please visit: www.cleanteenpublishing.com
 
Winning Novella-
Wind Warrior by Jon Messenger            (Clean Teen Publishing Author of Wind Warrior)
The sleepy town of White Halls harbors a dangerous secret. On a picturesque street, two houses down from a lovely little park, in a quaint little home with a wraparound porch, lives a family that seems rather normal. Sure, their twenty year old son, Xander, still lives at home, but he’s going to college and dating the leader of the schools top sorority. It’s all very… normal.  However, when a man is miraculously saved from being hit by a bus, Xander’s life turns in to the living embodiment of the tornadoes he can suddenly create with a flick of his wrist. Whether he wants this gift or not, Xander must learn to use his new ‘super power’ quickly if he wants to survive.  For his kind is a dying race, and when this sleepy town has a sudden influx of new, blonde, fire wielders, no one is safe, especially Xander. It doesn’t help that one of these blondes happens to be the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. Xander can’t deny the instant connection he feels to her so, when she tries to kill him, it certainly makes things complicated.

 
Winning Novelette-
Pastiche by Maren Dille
A punishment far worse than death awaits Alim Hamal. Sylin Incorporated has a particular sentence for their rogue assassins: uncovering the darkest moments in their subconscious, then watching as they relive them through virtual simulation. Only one assassin has ever escaped. Alim plans to be the second.

The simulation demands the truth, something Alim has kept from his employers at all costs. But as his final moments emerge, Sylin will discover that the truth is Alim’s most dangerous weapon.
 
Winning Short Story-
The Silent Man by Kati Ellis
I thought my time with Silence would be peaceful. Heaven knows I deserve it after all those years of raising babies. Silence, however, had a different plan. If it weren’t for Marigold, I don’t think I would’ve seen it. She introduced me to the Silent Man, and Silence, as it turns out, has quite a bit to say. 
 
Winning Drabble-
A Lady’s Revenge by Jennifer Bull
A scorned bride can cause a great deal of trouble…
 
Wonderstruck Authors (By Last Name)
Radeyah H. Ali        
Drabble~ Magically Fitted
 
Gabrielle Arrowsmith (Clean Teen Publishing Author of Concealed in the Shadows)
Drabble~ Joah and the Beacon of Light
 
Beau Barnett           
Short Story~ Into Eternity
Eric, a widowed paralytic, knows he is dreaming when he sees a younger version of his deceased wife, Jessica, by a lake with his old dog. But the joy of seeing them again is replaced by the pain of knowing they won’t be there when he wakes up.
 
Jennifer Bull
Short Story~ A Wizard’s World
When Jack stumbled upon a strange jar in the middle of the forest he found the one thing he had always wanted—a friend, and now he’ll do everything he can to protect her. Born into a world unlike any other, a world within a jar, Lottie longs to explore beyond her glass home. Little does she know that even the smallest adventures can have dangerous consequences…
Drabble~ Life in a Jar
Drabble~ Round and Round I Go
Drabble~ Once In a Blue Moon
 
Liana Chau
Drabble~ Ahead and Beyond
 
MeMe Collier
Short Story~ The Fairy Jar
Gracie doesn’t believe in magic. Disillusioned by their mother’s abandonment, she dismisses her younger brother, Brennan’s, claim that he’s caught a fairy. But as the invisible Ileana works in her family’s lives, memories of their mother’s fairytales tug at Gracie’s mind. They call into question everything she’s come to place her faith in, making her wonder if magic really does exist and if love still lives on after loss.
 
Leah D.W.
Short Story~ Watery Grave
There is something in the water…something dark…something hungry…
When Ashlynn escapes from a life of abuse she is thrown into the swamplands rumored to harbor a nightmare. She should have listened to the rumors because there is something in the water…and it loves the taste of human flesh
 
Julie Gilbert
Drabble~ Keio and the Farsight Fire
 
Lisa Goldman
Short Story~ Oafish Me
In Oafish Me, teenager, Misty, considers herself a social outcast—an oaf—as her classmates remind her every opportunity they get. When Drake, a charismatic and gorgeous new student, stays by her side through their constant ridicule, she discovers she not only longs for a friendship with him but for the first time, a relationship. With her raw emotions on the line, she accepts his invitation to go out but when he takes her to a secluded wooded area, she starts to question if he is her knight in shining armor or her worst enemy.

Dominique Goodall           
Drabble~ Fairy Capture
Brenna Harden
Short Story~ A Warriors Journey
 
Sandra Havriluk
Drabble~ Jedidiah
 
Sacha Hope
Novelette~ Glass Heart
Wolt is a brilliant scientist trying desperately to cure his wife’s condition. Doctors suspected she had a type of cancer and their medicines offered little help to the ailing woman. Wolt finds a way to buy time for his wife, but his experiment turns her into something else altogether…
 
Erin Liles
Novelette ~ Outside the Walls
Outspoken, seventeen-year-old Jenna hates the settlement she lives in where disagreement is frowned upon. Fed up, she leaves one day, and meets a group of outsiders, only to discover that her home and family are in danger. It is up to Jenna to save them and in doing so, discover what is really important.
 
B.T. Lyons
Novella~ Heartkeeper Short Story
It only took fifty years for humankind to plummet from the turmoil of a population of ten billion people to a struggling group of two billion trying to figure out how to survive in harmony with the Earth. Under a new, peaceful societal structure, people have relearned their connection with the Land and the spirits of nature that live there. Young Adain has just reached thirteen years of age, and must undertake the dangerous Heart Chase to secure the spirit of an animal that will act as his conscience and companion for the rest of his life. It will be a year of trials and challenges, but the risks to the People may be even higher as someone else binds with an animal spirit that may not have their best interests in mind…
 
Short Story~ Peace
London in the late 1800′s is a dirty, chaotic, and above all, loud place embroiled in a scientific war with neighboring France as each strives to outdo each other with technological wonders. A young married pair of university professionals finds themselves at odds over the benefits of this war: Nigel only wants to see England prevail – preferably through his own inventions – whereas his wife, Christine, dreams of quiet and a natural world that she has only seen in storybooks. Enter a street-side vendor offering “Peace In A Bottle”; this might be the answer to Christine’s greatest desires, but it could be the beginning of Nigel’s worst nightmare.
 
Julie Marcinik         
Short Story~ The Executioner
Vivian Fletcher has a gift that’s given her a special place in the kingdom—the King’s personal executioner. Everything and everyone she touches dies. When she finds out that the world she’s living in is full of lies and turmoil, she’ll have to accept her gift and use it to right the wrongs.

 
Mia Marin
Drabble~ A Note To My Traveler
Drabble~ A Dear Dalliance
 
Miranda Maurin
Short Story~ The Dance of Time
Tabitha and Carter are a little too daring when they run through a tunnel to investigate the mysterious music they heard while running through the woods. The cave is well lit, and the dance looks fun, but they can’t seem to stop.
 
Veronica Morfi
Drabble~ Shine
 
Ifeoma Ofuani
Drabble~ He Would Be Great
 
Paula Phillips
Short Story~ Skye in High School Wonderland
It started out just like any normal day for high school Plain Jane Skye Salisbury until tragedy strikes her school and out of nowhere, a glimmering hole appeared. The question on everyone’s minds is—what lies at the bottom? Will it be another world or a different dimension?
 
Jocelyn Sanchez
Novella~ A World Unlike Mine
What would you do if you could see magical creatures from the early age of five? Well, for seventeen-year-old Tasha it gets pretty difficult when a fairy prince named Thomas appears with news that will change her life forever. But with the help of her best friend and pixie, Seamus, Tasha will find her place in a world so unlike hers. Will she rise to the occasion and become who she was destined to be?
Drabble~ Night
Drabble~ Darkness and Light
 
Cindy Saunders (Clean Teen Publishing Author of Double Star)
Short Story~ Nirvana
She looked at the picture she’d painted many years ago. It was a magical place—a place inspired by her dreams. Though, tonight it almost seemed… alive, as if it were calling to her.

Clemy W. Thompson         
Drabble~ The Truth
 
Dana Wright
Drabble~ Fairy Lights



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Published on May 30, 2013 20:32

May 21, 2013

Day 3 – The Writing Prompt Boot Camp

Day 3


MYSTERY COOKIE


One Day you come into work and find a cookie mysteriously placed on your desk. Grateful to whoever left this anonymous cookie, you eat it. The next morning you come in and find another cookie. This continues for months until one Day a different object is left—and this time there’s a note.


***


I was in a hurry that first morning, and I nearly did not notice it. One of the partners, Mrs. Cynthia Allred, had requested that I see her in the conference room about the Daley’s contract which was not even nearly finished, well it was, but I did not have a chance to triple check it and I was flustered. There was so much to do and so little time. I consulted my handy appointment tracker and sure enough I had a two hour appointment with Mr. Daley in approximately 45 minutes. I knew what needed to be done, but there were too many cases on my hands these days. I dumped my Gucci tote upon my office desk, plopped down in front of the computer and begun the minor edits. Within five minutes, I was on my way to the conference room ready give Mrs. Cynthia all the details before our fussiest client got there.


It was not until after that dreary meeting with Mr. Daley about his marital issues and his wife’s demands that I noticed it. It was like a tiny glimmer of hope, in a bad day. I had not even eaten lunch because there were eleven cases awaiting my attention and only three were making headway. Not to mention, Mr. Daley had a lot to say about his wife and her desire to drain every asset he possessed. That was certainly thrilling to bear through.


It lay like a beautiful rose in the midst of thorns on the desk in my office. I eyed it cautiously, wondering where it came from as my stomach growled, begging me to have it.


I questioned my secretary, Nancy, about it and she had no idea who left me this delicate piece of deliciousness. Clearly she was not doing her job properly. My stomach lurched in protest again as I withheld the beautifully made cookie from it.


Without even thinking about whether or not it was a ploy to have me poisoned or killed, because God knows the amount of people I have angered in my career over the years, I took that first bite. I felt like Eve eating the forbidden apple. It was invigorating and scrumptious.


I could tell immediately that it was double dark chocolate with white chocolate bits and a hint of spearmint, just the way I liked it. For all of the minute I took to devour the tummy tingling greatness, all my problems had disappeared. It was gone in the wind and never to be seen again. Until, of course, there was no more crunchy deliciousness to douse my problems. Then it was back to the reality of contracts, wills, testimonials and deeds to mull over.


The next morning there was another cookie awaiting me on the top of my pile of files to work on for the day. If I did not question it enough the day before, I certainly questioned it now!


While my taste buds celebrated, my mind whirled at the possibilities. When I asked Nancy about it again, she still knew nothing or pretended not to know. Either way, she was annoying me. She not only was slacking in her duty to monitor who came into my office, but my files were always late, and always had some grammatical or spelling error which would force me to do it over. It really was frustrating. I munched on the triple chocolate goodness as I settled myself in to do my day’s work. I had six appointments with clients that day and I needed to file several affidavits and subpoenas at the court, all before 1pm. I just hoped Nancy could keep up with me.


By the third week, I expected nothing less than my cookie to be awaiting me on my desk every morning, and so it was. After two months, I was so accustomed to it, that it became part of my daily routine to munch down the cookie as I settle down to start work each morning. Every night, I even prayed for my anonymous cookie deliverer, and asked God never to let anything horrible happen to them, because I would not get my cookie every day!


It was a gloomy morning when even though I searched through my entire desk, I couldn’t find the cookie! The date was Monday 1st May, 2013 and I was devastated! I sat dejected on my armchair as I mulled over what I had done to stop receiving my daily treat that I had grown to cherish. My first thought was that my prayer to keep my secret cookie deliverer safe had crumbled and I would never know who they were. However, I quickly dismissed the thought and mulled over other options until I chided myself for being so petty. It was just a cookie and I would survive this, I was sure. There were other cookies in the bakery. I chuckled to myself at that thought.


I sighed, letting out all my disappointment and resolved to get into my work. As I lifted the Dereck family’s case file about to stick my nose into getting those two boys back with their parents, a small silver package tied with gold ribbon fell to the floor. Curious, I retrieved it. There was a small elegant card attached, on which “Congratulations!” was printed in gold ink. The inside of the card read:


“Ms. Darrow,


Congratulations on your promotion to Partner. Please join me in my office upon receiving this. There is much to discuss.


P.S. I have a box of your favourite cookies for you.


Best of Regards,


Cynthia.”


By the time I was finished, my heart felt as though it was in my throat. I gaped at the card, re-read it, and read it again! My eyes welled with tears of joy. I opened the package to find a very classy gold pin which I recognized as the Chinese symbol for strength. Mrs. Allred and all the partners always wore it. I was amazed that this was truly happening to me. I made Partner!


I waited three minutes for my heartbeat to obtain a steady pace before heading over to Mrs. Allred’s office, only to have it pick up the same momentum on the short walk there. Before I could knock, alerting her of my presence, she waived me in and her secretary out.


“Ah, Ms. Darrow, you got my package I presume?” she stood as she greeted me.


“Yes! Mrs. Allred, I don’t know what to say!” was all I could manage in that moment.


“Say yes! You’re one of our most dedicated and hard-working employees, and you deserve this! And please call me Cynthia,” she said as she straightened out her skirt. “Come, sit. Let’s chat. Oh and here’s your box of cookies as promised!” she beamed as she handed me the clean white box filled with the delicious cookies.


“Oh thank you so much Mrs. Al…uhh…Cynthia!” I gushed, “These are my favourite!”


“Yes, yes. I know,” she smiled a knowing smile, “you never stop telling us! I thought it would be a nice treat for you for the past four months. When Albert made partner we gave him candy canes for four months even though it was the beginning of the year! Jessica got roses, and I got a slice of cherry cheesecake with cinnamon!” She continued, “Now, you’re bound not to tell the others, least they make partner.”


I was officially thrilled. Cynthia gestured towards the sofa, “Common, let’s get down to business…” and with that I officially became partner at Horace and Gineva Law Firm and I had an entire box of my favourite cookies! What more can a girl ask for?



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Published on May 21, 2013 20:33

Day 2 – The Writing Prompt Boot Camp

Day 2


THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY


You bump into an ex-lover on Valentine’s Day—the one whom you often call “The One That Got Away.” What happens?


***


“Ugh,” I muttered to myself as I struggled to get Marcy’s Flower Shop door open. Her store was flooded with a flurry of busy bodies of course, because it was Valentine’s Day.


I snaked my way through the perfumed crowd, my destination Marcy’s counter. She was fussing over a beautiful pink ribbon that wouldn’t sit straight on the bouquet of flowers she mounted in a crystal vase. She had insisted that I come directly to her store to visit her that day. She knew otherwise I would just stay in my apartment all day in my PJs and watch some oldies while stuffing double chunky chocolate ice cream. Boy was I boring. The only things I was missing were some cats. Mom would have already fixed me up with a secret Valentine for that day. Mom…I shook the thought away.


I stood studying Marcy for a moment. Her hair was tied back and was as beautiful as a sunset with golden streaks which glimmered like the last of the sun’s rays toppling over an ocean. Tender curls caressed her face which was elegantly dusted with light makeup. She had what you’d consider a model’s figure which she dressed in a neat navy blue skirt with a white blouse and matching blue pumps. She was the epitome of my best friend.


“Hey Marcy!” I said finally.


“Oh! Kindra! Hi darling! Happy Valentine’s Day!” she said as she plucked a single rose out of another vase as handed it to me along with a long hug and a peck on my cheek. It was a rare Veilchenblau  rose and there was a card with my name written in cursive handwriting.


“Aww! It’s breathtaking Marcy! Thank you!” I beamed. It was surely going to be my only Valentine’s Day treat, I was sure. I snickered to myself at the thought.


“You’re welcome Kindy, how’re doing?” she asked kindly.


I evaded her eyes, “I’m really good, I started that new job last week, and it’s pretty good so far.”


She placed a caring hand on my shoulder, “Kindy, you don’t have to hide from me. I know it has been hard since your mom passed, and I’m always here for you so please don’t shut me out.”


I smiled, “Thanks, I know you are. You’re amazing! I just don’t feel like pouring over things that can’t be changed, you know? Momma had a good life, and I cherish every moment that I ever had with her. Even though she’s not physically here with me, she gives me the strength to wake up every morning and get on with my life. It’s what she would have wanted, and I don’t want her to be disappointed in me.” My eyes welled with tears, but I refused to cry in the store.


Marcy embraced me and I felt myself being put back together. I don’t know how I would have survived these past few months without her by my side. She really was amazing.


“Oh! I almost forgot! There’s a surprise for you in the card on the rose,” she winked at me.


Curious, I opened it up. I had not noticed how heavy it was until now. Upon opening it, a brass key was taped onto the inside with the message, “Ginger is awaiting your presence!”


“MARCY! You didn’t! Is it really? How did you…” I trialed off as she embraced me yet again.


“Don’t ask questions, I know how much your beautiful Benz, Ginger meant to you and so I got it back for you, no questions asked!” she chided me.


I was speechless. I had to sell Ginger in order to pay Momma’s hospital bills, and I missed her since! She was the first car I had ever owned and I worked and saved up for it on my own. She was my baby. I’d often call her my better half because she had seen me through the last of High School, all of College and my working years until I sold her. She was there with me through all the ups and downs and she never let me down. Some of my friends chided me for having such an unhealthy relationship with my car but she was mine and no one could have come between us. She was the only constant in my life. She was the one that got away.


After giving Marcy some of her favourite  truffle chocolates and thanking her profusely for getting me my Ginger back, I leaped through the back door of the store to find my baby staring right at me. Her paint was a perfect glowing red which glittered below the sun’s rays. I jumped into the front seat and took a deep breath. She smelled so good, just as I remembered. I inserted the key and the engine purred to life—music to my ears. I reversed out of Marcy’s driveway and rode my way onto the highway.


As I cruised on to no place in particular, I felt happy. I was truly happy. Finally, I was on my way to being whole again. Valentine’s Day 2013 was the day I got back my Ginger, the one that I couldn’t let get away.



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Published on May 21, 2013 20:29

May 19, 2013

Day 1 – The Writing Prompt Boot Camp

Day 1


BREAKING UP WITH WRITER’S BLOCK


It’s time for you and your Writer’s Block to part ways. Write a letter breaking up with Writer’s Block, starting out with, “Dear Writer’s Block, it’s not you, it’s me…”


***


Second Floor,


In my head,


Everywhere I go.


19th May, 2013


Dear Writer’s Block,


It’s not you, it’s me. I don’t want you to take this the wrong way or anything, so listen up. I’ve decided that this relationship is not working out. I mean yeah sure, we had some good times right? Like that time you and I just stared at the Laptop screen for hours willing ourselves to write a chapter in my novel—we did manage to get through about five cups of my favourite peppermint tea though, didn’t we? Good times I’ll agree! I’ll always remember the fun times you made me take time off from writing just to spend time with you.


Even those days you tricked me into thinking we would spend the evening writing, but instead you had other plans. Or the day you made me forget even the new ideas I had for that new story. Especially the way you get jealous of my protagonists! Oh how I felt special the first time you were jealous, but after that, it prevented me from doing much that needed to be done! I mean sure, I do adore them, but I think you should understand that they’re part of me and I need to write their stories so that I can sleep at night!


I have come to realize though that the demands you put on me to spend so much time with you is really keeping me back from reaching where I want to be as a writer. You know how much writing means to me, and yet you try to consume most of my time. I think it’s best if we spent some time apart, and see other people. I know there’s someone really great out there for you, someone who will love you for who you are. But I just need a break from your constant nagging, which I’m sure someone else would enjoy very much.


You’ve always told me that I’m crazy to want to write so much, so this is just another one of the craziness I do. I’m so crazy that I know that you won’t be happy with me. I promise you. You need someone who will appreciate you better than I do. If you stay with me, you’ll just feel unhappy, and I don’t want to do that to you! So please, find someone else—for you because it’s not you, it’s me.


Regards,


RHAli



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Published on May 19, 2013 20:32

The Writing Prompt Boot Camp

ImageI happened upon this book by Brian A. Klems & Zachary Petit and decided to do their challenge!


So everyday for the next 2 weeks I shall be attempting all of their writing prompts as laid down in their book and I will be posting them for your reading pleasure!


Wish me luck!!


RHAli



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Published on May 19, 2013 20:26

PUBLISHED!!!!

A couple weeks ago, I decided to enter Cleen Teen Publishing’s writing contest where we had to write based on a series of pictures presented to us. Even though I was in the midst of “Exam Mode” for finals of my second Semester, I still opted to enter. It turned out that my Drabble, “Magically Fitted,” which is a story in exactly 100 words was chosen to be published in their Wonderstruck Anthology!!


I even got a cool Bio on their website! Check it out here: http://www.cleanteenpublishing.com/wonderstruck-authors.html


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Wonderstruck – A collection of Inspiration


The official release of the Wonderstruck Anthology is 31st May 2013. It will be celebrated with a Virtual Release Party, on Facebook and everyone is invited!! There would be lots of goodies to be won and given away, so don’t miss it! RSVP here: https://www.facebook.com/events/192209557598877/?notif_t=plan_user_joined  Looking forward to seeing everyone there!!


Here’s to my first publication and to many more to come, God willing!!


Cheers!


RHAli



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Published on May 19, 2013 16:20

Competition!! — Win $100 Amazon Gift Card or a FREE digital copy of WONDERSTRUCK! (Click the link)

Competition!! — Win $100 Amazon Gift Card or a FREE digital copy of WONDERSTRUCK! (Click the link).


 


All you have to do is go to the the link and follow the instructions!


It’s really easy!


Enter for your chance to win today!!



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Published on May 19, 2013 10:30

May 6, 2013

A Birthday Visit

Reblogged from exploringthemindblog:


By RHAli


My heart ached as I approached the entrance that evening. The wide metal gates towered ominously above, making me succumb to feeling insignificant. I was a lone visitor to this place. I visited often, but today was different. It was her birthday.


I gripped the bouquet of pink roses which were her favourite and I strategically placed one foot in front each other until I got to my destination.


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Published on May 06, 2013 11:03

March 10, 2013

Islamic names; their meanings and significance



Islamic names; their meanings and significance


By RHAli


A baby’s name is his or her first gift in life.


Great care must therefore be taken in choosing baby names that have pleasant and beautiful meanings just like our Prophet (pbuh) instructed us to do.


It is reported in a Hadith that the Prophet (pbuh) said, "You will be called on the Day of Resurrection by your names and the names of your fathers, so have good names." (Reported by Abu Dawud)


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Published on March 10, 2013 16:41