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September 7, 2017
Groovy!
[image error]The day started absolutely rough. Like, so rough I wanted to go back to bed or stay home, put on headphones and clean while listening to music. Now, that’s bad!!!!! Instead, I had to take my kiddo to the specialty appointment and deal with handling things from the lobby via my phone. Not the easiest to communicate with important people, but it had to make due. Ugh. I am soooooo over this day.
Just finished doing a Beta read of two chapters. Now, I am going to work on my book. It’s coming due soon.
I have a cover reveal, next week, so get ready. It’s a book that I already published, but it needed to be revamped and to get a facelift. So I’m excited. If you are an author, I highly recommend Dark Water Cover Premades! The owner/designer is AMAZING! I won’t go anywhere else. I will be working with her on getting my already published books, new covers. Seriously, look up Dark Water Cover Premades on Facebook and tell her I sent you. You won’t be disappointed.
Happy Reading & Hope Your Day Doesn’t Suck!
S.E.Isaac
**Pic was taken yesterday, while BS’ing with my baby brother via Facebook messenger. LOL**
If you’re looking for a read on ebook or paperback, my ‘Train to Anguish’ is still available –> ‘Train to Anguish’ link on Amazon 
September 5, 2017
It was an accident!
Hello, lovelies. Today is my last day off before work officially starts for me. (Those who do not know, I accepted a position and have been in training for 2 weeks). My husband has our van, so I walked my 7 year old son to school with the dog. This is where the accident happened.
While we walked, I allowed my son to play Pokemon Go, on my phone, while we walked. The roads we took to his school are lucky to have one car on it AND I had him on the inside away from the road while we walked. He was happily collecting Pokemon. The dog was happy to be out for a walk. We were almost to my son’s school, when it happened….SWEAT! I began to sweat! I had absolutely no intentions of exercising, when I woke up this morning. I swear it was an accident.
Got my son to school, the dog went into crawl mode for a 1/4 mile and then went into ‘haul ass’ mode the last 1/4 mile. I was even able to take off his leash. He went straight to our front door and waited. He did a belly flop onto the cold wood floor, as soon as he was inside. I don’t think he has asthma, but it sure sounded like it! HA. Poor Pooch.
I was sweating, pink cheeked, but not having an asthma attack so I will count that as a huge accomplishment. But, again, exercising was an accident. So, to my neighbors, don’t think you’ll see me outside doing that again, anytime soon. :p
(Just kidding, my new job involves miles and miles of walking a day….grrrr. At least, I got to practice for tomorrow, today.)
Happy Reading!
S.E.Isaac
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September 3, 2017
Self-published author headaches
For those, who have been following my blog, you know that I recently have taken a step forward with the author gig. As in, I’m taking it more serious. I have been working on promoting and marketing. I came across a website just a few moments ago. The website is two years old, but has some wonderful ideas for what to put in a ‘grab bag’ for readers. I am definitely going to throw a few of these into my very first ‘grab bag’. Even if it doesn’t help my book sales, it will be fun to have a giveaway and interact with everyone.
August 28, 2017
A little shy of having whips & chains
I have dibbled and dabbled in the darkness of erotica. Probably one of my genres to write, because I know it creeps a lot of people out; amongst other things 
Still chugging along…
Train to Anguish
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Blurb/Excerpt/Whatever you’d like to call it :-p
Born in a world of luxury, Kaitlyn Armistice finds herself traded as a political bargaining chip between the Lynxan government and her own, Nevan government. Trapped within the walls of Academy of Anguish, an all-male war academy, Kaitlyn is forced to face all of her fears. She knows nothing of the new world around her or the opposite sex. She struggles at the tasks assigned to her and fears failing her government. She works hard to succeed, but at the end of the day, she finds herself surrounded by four walls and solitude. Will Kaitlyn be able to battle her way through the Academy of Anguish and win the hearts of her people?
Link to ‘Train to Anguish’ on Amazon
Peek into Part II of Train to Anguish below
**Other peeks into Part I can be found on my other pages on my blog
That is all…
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I’m about to find sleep or an energy drink. Perhaps, both??? Hmmmm
Happy Reading & Happy Monday!
S.E.Isaac
August 27, 2017
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Happy Reading & Happy Adventures!
S.E.Isaac
August 23, 2017
Switching it up
Hello, ladies and gents. Sorry that I have been MIA (aka Missing). Life has been super crazy since I have started working, at an undisclosed location. I’m running on empty. I’m in bed by 8 o’clock. Would be sooner, if it wasn’t for the kiddos bedtime being 8 o’clock. I have a routine with them (i.e. showers, brush teeth, tucked in, hugs and kisses). I have to do it EVERY night or I wake up in the middle of the night feeling guilty & have to go do it. (Yep. I’m just one of those moms)
Anywho, life has been crazy. However, the good news is that we have found a WONDERFUL nanny for the boys. She’s awesome. Both, Alexander and Christopher love her. They enjoy playing with her daughter. It’s just awesome. Usually by now, one of the boys or both would hate the sitter and I’d have to figure out a way to tell the sitter. But, nope, not this time. Going 2 weeks strong! ❤
Now, I just have to work on the gangster puppy we have (pitbull/boxer mix 1 y.o). Apparently, he has learned that if I go to the garage door, then the van will be departing. If one of the kids goes to the garage, he can care less. So this morning, on my way out the door, I told him he had to stay and I’d take him for a ride later (he’s as bad as the kids. Ha) Well, apparently, this answer wasn’t what he wanted to hear. I approached the door and he was blocking it. I tried to go around him and he pushed me!!!! He actually jumped up on his hindlegs & pushed me. I was in shock! LOL I was also laughing because he kept doing it over and over again, until Christopher had to come grab him so I could go to work. The dog was hellbound and determined to get me to stay or for him to come with me…***After work, I took him for a ride with the windows down…yes, I’m a sucker!
August 17, 2017
Lucky <3
I am one lucky lady & author. I just received something in the mail from my Aunt Janet. She took a picture with my novel, Train to Anguish! I wasn’t expecting it, so it made it just that much more dear to me. ❤
Isn’t she ‘purdy’!?!
August 16, 2017
“Train to Anguish”- S.E.Isaac
Chapter 3…
“Armistice, how about you tell us what battle plan you would pursue, since you are so quick to rebut Harrison’s battle plan,” Commander Trials said. Everyone’s head turned.
Commander Trials was like Commander Taylor. He was tall and muscular. His skin was a shade lighter than mine. He wore his black hair short. His eyes I was never able to see up close, but they appeared hazel from a distance. And anytime he was mad a vein in his neck became visible.
“Sir, I just feel that his battle plan to attack by land is… premature.” The room filled with laughter.
“How so?” Commander Trials asked leaning against the desk.
“The York Canton is known for their skill at land attacks, but also known for their lack of success on the water. That is why an amphibious attack is more appropriate, sir.”
“I see,” Commander Trials nodded his head. “Well done, Armistice. Maybe females have a brain after all.” The room filled with laughter at my expense. Commander Trials began teaching once more. The doors opened and War Councilman Tibbot entered the room. He whispered something in Commander Trials’ ear and they both turned to me.
“Armistice, come with me,” War Councilman Tibbot said.
“Yes, sir.” I stood and gathered my things. I followed him out of the room and down the hall in silence. He took me to the simulator. I hadn’t been in a simulator before. I had only heard rumors as to what it was, but everyone who spoke of it said it was excruciating. It was like being tortured mentally.
“You know what this is?”
“Vaguely, sir.” He nodded his head and faced me.
“This machine simulates being tortured. We will give you a piece of information and then test to see how long you can withstand keeping this information from the machine.” My heart began to pound. I glanced in the window at the machine. It seemed like just a plain white chair that was cushioned and in a recline position, but now I knew that it was so much more.
“Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” He handed me an envelope and I opened it. Inside was ‘Mission Bravo execute at 2200 hrs.’ I put the paper back in the envelope and gave it to War Councilman Tibbot.
“Understand?”
“Yes, sir.” He opened the door and took my belongings from me.
“Good luck,” he said with a smirk. I said nothing more. I walked through the door and he shut it behind me. I walked further into the room towards the chair. I was terrified of what this machine would do to me. I could easily run out of the room, but then what? Where would I go? My father would not let me return home and the Lynxian would shun me for running away from their beloved Academy.
I took a deep breath and sat in the chair. Slowly I leaned back and positioned myself comfortably in the chair. The lights turned off and my heart was once again racing. I heard a hum on both sides of my head and a blue light pulsed from dim to bright. Was this the torture everyone spoke of?
I heard a door open, the shuffling of feet. Something heavy was pulled into the room, and then the door slammed again. Right then the lights in the room came back on. Across from me was a tall pale man with a bald head and a beard. It was unusual to see a man with facial hair. He was standing in front of a table that had a variety of weapons and tools laid out. In his right hand was a gun.
“What information were you told?”
“Nothing,” I said. He smirked and opened the door. He bent down, picked up a white puppy, and closed the door softly. I always had a weakness for animals.
“What information were you given?” He said again, more sternly now.
“Nothing.” He shot the puppy and blood splattered. “No!” He laughed as he dropped the puppy to the ground. He set the gun down. I tried to jump out of the chair and attack him, but I was strapped down. “You are sick!”
“So, I’ve been told,” he grabbed a knife. “What information were you given?”
“Nothing,” I screamed at him. He opened the door and an elderly man was standing there. “No. No. No.” I knew what would happen next if I did not give the information. I couldn’t let another life end. A tear slipped down my face.
“What information were you given?” The elderly man looked at me with pleading eyes.
“Nothing,” I whispered as the man sliced the elderly man’s throat and his limp body slumped to the ground. I tried to turn my head from the scene, but it wouldn’t move. I watched as the blood gushed from the elderly man’s throat and he fell to the ground on top of the puppy’s corpse. I could feel cool spots on my arm where his blood had landed.
“What information were you given?” He asked setting the knife down and grabbing a hacking tool.
“Nothing.” My voice was no longer recognizable. It was hushed and ragged, terror coursing through it. My mind seemed to be straining against my skull at the thought of what could possibly come next. He opened the door and a priest was ushered in. I shook my head. “No. Please.”
“What information were you given?” I shook my head, as tears poured down my face.
“Tell him, child.” The man of the cloth pleaded softly.
“I can’t. I’m so sorry,” I said with my eyes closed. My eyes opened.
“What information were you given,” the torturer asked, his voice becoming eerily quiet.
“Nothing.” He lifted his arm as high as it could go and slammed it down on the clergyman. The man screamed out in pain as his arm fell to the ground.
“What information were you given,” the torturer shouted.
“Nothing!” He began hacking away at the man in cloth. I didn’t bother closing my eyes. I knew it wouldn’t change anything. Finally, the torturer was done and the priest was laid on top of the puppy and elderly man.
“Shall we continue?”
“Just kill me already,” I spat. He quickly looked at me.
“What did you just say?”
“Just kill me already! I’m not telling you shit!”
“No, you are going to do it.” He grabbed the gun and walked over to me. “You are going to end your life.”
“No!” I said. Suicide was against the Nevan belief. Suicide was a damnation of the soul.
“Do it or I will continue.” He adjusted the straps to where my elbow was bent and hand up towards my head. He placed the gun in my hand. I once again tried to move it but it wouldn’t budge. The door opened and a girl no older than three was standing there. “Do it, and I shall spare her.”
“I can’t.” Tears were streaking down my face. He laughed.
“Because of the Nevan belief of the dishonor in suicide.”
“Yes,” I whispered. He strode toward the little girl. “Wait!” He turned towards me. “Do you give your word?” His eye brow rose.
“Do I give my word?”
“That you will not harm the child.”
“I give my word.” The door closed and opened again. The little girl was no longer standing there. “Should I call her back?” He said with a grin. I closed my eyes and pulled the trigger.
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