S.E. Isaac's Blog, page 36
November 8, 2017
Even good girls can be…
Never Forgotten Smile
S.E.Isaac
I woke up with a startle. It felt like I had been hit by a train. A freight train going 200 miles per hour. My head was throbbing too. What had happened last night? The only thing I remembered was sitting next to Serenity, at the bar. We were laughing and having a good time with a group of guys we had just met. I couldn’t even remember even one of their names now. James? Jacob? Did it even start with a ‘J’? There was no telling.
I sat up and looked around. The room’s lights were off, but there was enough light to see what was around me. A scream left my body that could easily break glass. I was surrounded by blood. Lots and lots of blood. Some of the blood was still fresh and pooled. Some of the other blood was old and dry. There were no bodies, only blood. I looked down at myself to see if some of the blood was mine. I was covered in blood but didn’t appear to be injured. My white dress was now stained dark red. My bare arms were covered in what looked like a pattern of spurted blood. Had I been between the person and the killer. Was there a killer? Or was there a freak accident that left all this blood? Wait. Where were the bodies? Hell, where was I?
I looked around again, this time taking in the details of the room. A shovel was a few feet from me. This could explain my killer headache. Someone must have hit me with it full force. I looked around the room some more. I recognized this place. It was Serenity’s garage. Why in the fuck was I in Serenity’s garage?
I spotted the back door of the garage. It was part way open letting some of the outside light in. There was a red high-heeled shoe wedged between the door and the doorjamb keeping it open. It was Serenity’s shoe. I jumped to my feet. The fast movement caused me to lose balance. Everything from the night before came up. I hurled all over the blood covered floor. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and slowly made my way to the back door. I clung to anything I could find for support. My legs felt weak. It was different than the usual ‘falling asleep’. Something was truly wrong. Had I been drugged?
I swung the door open and lost the remainder of contents in my stomach. There were body parts scattered everywhere. There were even body parts floating in the pool. I counted at least five heads. I covered my mouth with my hand. My tears flowing heavily down my face. At that moment, I had no idea what to do. I needed to call for help but was the killer still here. Yes, I had determined that there had been no freak accident and that someone had done this. Some sick and twisted person.
Quietly, I made my way through the side gate and to the front of the house. Serenity lived on a dead-end street and her nearest neighbor was half a mile away. I would have to make a run for it. Wearing heels and running was a horrible idea, but what other choice did I have? Wait. Where were my shoes? I was barefooted. Looking around once more, I took off down the road. I ran like I had never run before. Tears still streaming down my face. I needed to find someone and get help.
There was something in the middle of the road ahead of me. The closer I got, the more details I could see. It was Serenity. She was covered in blood and staggering towards the neighbor’s house.
“Serenity!” I called out.
She stopped walking. She slowly turned and faced me. Horror covered her face. Her face was cut up. She had been mutilated. A scream left her body. She panicked and took off running. She wasn’t running towards me. She was running away from me.
“Serenity! Wait! It’s me!” I shouted as I ran after her. She kept looking over her shoulder, sobbing and begging for me not to kill her. “Stop! I’m not going to hurt you!”
She just kept running and pleading. Why was she so afraid of me? She was my best friend. I would never hurt her. Never.
I caught up with her and wrapped my arms around her body. She kicked and screamed as though her life depended on it. I held her tighter. She kept fighting me. I held her tighter and tighter until she went limp. Oh. no. What had I done? I hadn’t wrapped my arms around her body. I had wrapped my hands around her throat. She was fighting me. She was fighting for her life.
I let go and her body fell to the ground. I fell beside her. Tears once again rapidly pouring from my eyes. I felt to see if she was breathing. She wasn’t. I felt for a pulse and there was none. I sat on my heels and stared at her. Her eyes were open. Her blue eyes seemed so full. I should be doing something to bring her back to life, but all I could do was stare. She was so pretty. Even in this state. She was beautiful. Truly beautiful. I couldn’t help but smile at my work of art.
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See, I dabble in everything (genre) 
Let’s talk about…
SEX! Let’s talk about sex.
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Ever wondered how to describe those feelings, sounds, touches, etc? I have found the perfect article/website. (Don’t ask me how I came across it, just clear my browsing history when I die! HA)
Dynamic Verbs for Sex Scenes (And Others) was written in 2013 by Anya Breton. Anyone know this person? If so, kiss them for me.
The article breaks down words for each of the 5 senses and places the words into a table. I am pretty good with writing sex scenes (in my opinion, at least), but I have seen so many romance authors comment on social media about how they struggle with describing in depth sex scenes. I’m guessing they are the authors who have the characters making out and then it ends the chapter. Next chapter opens with the characters wrapped up in the sheets, hair all over the place, sweat still glistening from their bodies…lol Which isn’t a bad thing, but some readers like to know about the moaning, devouring, licking, squirming, etc. I know I do
November 6, 2017
The Death of Pronoun…
We are gathered here today to say our goodbye’s to our beloved friend Pronoun, who was taking to soon from us…like I had just learned about it a few weeks ago, uploaded my books and BOOM! It leaves us!! (sobs hysterically) It is a sad day in the Indie Author world…
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Seriously though. It seems like Indie Authors are losing everything lately!!! i.e. Createspace, Amazon reviews being taken down, and now pronoun!?! What the hell is left? It is hard enough not being a traditionally published author. Throw us a f*cking bone here! Ugh!!! This shit is getting ridiculous! If I ever hit it big, I’m buying a damn online book platform so look out all of you monopolizing assholes!! (companies, you know who you are ) Rant Over…for now
November 5, 2017
A Gold Mine!
Goodmorning, lovelies! So, I was trying to find the perfect place for ARC/BETAs to leave reviews without having to worry about Amazon, who is destroying Indie authors’ review ratings by removing them because of Amazon’s own reasons. I came across a gold mine! Like O-M-G! It’s an article written by Chris Leippi (anyone know him? He’s a genius!) and it’s called “Managing Arc Reviewers”.
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(The snippet! HA)
He gives the ins and outs of his experience with ARC reviewers, the best approaches, how often to remind the ARC about leaving a review. The works! I liked this article more than most articles I have read because it is an easy read and realistic!
This article is even helpful to ARC reviewers to get a better understanding of an author’s expectations of an ARC reviewer. I highly recommend authors & ARC reviewers taking a look at this article. Feel free to let me know your thoughts or maybe you have found a better article (????)
Happy Reading
S.E.Isaac
Seriously, why haven’t you checked out this article yet? Click here! 
November 4, 2017
Love to Read?
I am currently on the hunt for a few good ARCs. I have been calling them BETAs (interchangeably) without realizing that’s not what I was looking for with “Train to Anguish”. I am looking for readers to read the book and then leave me a review on Amazon and/or Goodreads. That’s it. A free novel for leaving a few words on a website at the end!
November 3, 2017
Less than 3 hours…
Less than 3 hours until the #pickme $20 Amazon giveaway ends! (Midnight EST)
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#pickme giveaway update
November 2, 2017
#pickme giveaways have begun
For a guaranteed copy of “Train to Anguish”, Click this Link to Free Novel link and follow the instructions…
Swag, books, and gift card giveaways!
Are you following me on facebook? If not, head that way! I am beginning my ‘#pickme’ giveaways for the month of November. You don’t want to miss out. Besides, it’s free to enter. We all love free…right?
You know you want to…
Pre-Order, Today! You know you want to! 14 books for the price of 1! ($0.99) Plus, the proceeds are going to St. Judes
