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Cry of the Sea (Juniper Sawfeather, #1)
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Passing Notes
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No One Needed to Know
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Whisper of the Woods (Juniper Sawfeather, #2)
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The Royal Deal (Chasing the Romantics, #1)
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Lost on the Water
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All the Love You Write
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Songwriter Night
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The Tomato Quest (Chasing the Romantics, #2)
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“Now tell me what you’re afraid of.”
“Uncle Nathan is right about this tree. It’s got some kind of spirit in it. And it doesn’t want me to leave.” I saw my dad smile and shake his head. “I’m serious, Dad. You can’t send those guys up here again. The tree will try to kill them before it lets them take me down. Didn’t you see it happen?”
“I saw a couple of accidents…”
“And Ronnie fell yesterday, but somehow I’m able to be up in this tree no problem. I got up here without any ropes or ladders. Don’t you find that mysterious? Uncle Nathan doesn’t. Grandfather doesn’t.”
“They are both superstitious, that’s all.”
“I know,” I said. “And what about that, Dad? You’ve spouted all your legends and myths at me my whole life, and now you suddenly don’t care about them? That doesn’t make any sense.”
He sighed so deeply I could hear it. “I study those legends to get to know our culture, our heritage. I don’t believe that they are literal truths.”
“But what about the mermaids?” I pressed. “Remember the big story you told about the singing boat and the killer whale? It was you who told me that maybe the story was wrong and it wasn’t a singing boat; it was a mermaid under the boat.”
“I remember, but I had a real mermaid staring me in the face at the time. There isn’t anything like that going on right now.”
“I hear whispers coming from the tree. It moves on its own. It is warmer than it should be…”
“You’ve been up there too long. You’re delirious.”
I grunted at him. “It started before I climbed up!
”
Dad rubbed a hand over his face. “I don’t know what you want me to do here.”
I turned on the camera and flipped the digital pictures until I found that one with the face. I stuck it in the bucket and lowered it down to my dad and told him to take a look.
“Is that as good as a mermaid right in front of you?”
He studied the picture a moment and then replied, “I always see faces in the knots of trees. Who doesn’t? I think that’s why so many people create horror stories about them.”
―
“Uncle Nathan is right about this tree. It’s got some kind of spirit in it. And it doesn’t want me to leave.” I saw my dad smile and shake his head. “I’m serious, Dad. You can’t send those guys up here again. The tree will try to kill them before it lets them take me down. Didn’t you see it happen?”
“I saw a couple of accidents…”
“And Ronnie fell yesterday, but somehow I’m able to be up in this tree no problem. I got up here without any ropes or ladders. Don’t you find that mysterious? Uncle Nathan doesn’t. Grandfather doesn’t.”
“They are both superstitious, that’s all.”
“I know,” I said. “And what about that, Dad? You’ve spouted all your legends and myths at me my whole life, and now you suddenly don’t care about them? That doesn’t make any sense.”
He sighed so deeply I could hear it. “I study those legends to get to know our culture, our heritage. I don’t believe that they are literal truths.”
“But what about the mermaids?” I pressed. “Remember the big story you told about the singing boat and the killer whale? It was you who told me that maybe the story was wrong and it wasn’t a singing boat; it was a mermaid under the boat.”
“I remember, but I had a real mermaid staring me in the face at the time. There isn’t anything like that going on right now.”
“I hear whispers coming from the tree. It moves on its own. It is warmer than it should be…”
“You’ve been up there too long. You’re delirious.”
I grunted at him. “It started before I climbed up!
”
Dad rubbed a hand over his face. “I don’t know what you want me to do here.”
I turned on the camera and flipped the digital pictures until I found that one with the face. I stuck it in the bucket and lowered it down to my dad and told him to take a look.
“Is that as good as a mermaid right in front of you?”
He studied the picture a moment and then replied, “I always see faces in the knots of trees. Who doesn’t? I think that’s why so many people create horror stories about them.”
―
“Words didn’t come. I couldn’t formulate a thought. I was too startled. These three figures lying in the sand in front of me weren’t surfers at all.
They weren’t even people.
From their facial features and upper torsos, they looked kind of like women, but all three of them had silver-colored skin. They were bald, with strange ridges marking their skulls. None of them seemed to have ears, only holes in the sides of their heads. No nose was visible, not even a bone or nostrils filled that space between their eyes and mouths. Although their mouths seemed to be moving, they were actually breathing through what looked like gills in their necks.
And if that wasn’t weird enough, instead of legs, their upper torsos stretched out into long, scale-covered, silver fishtails. If I had to say what these things stranded in front of me, splattered with oil, appeared to be, I’d say mermaids. And no, they didn’t look like they’d start singing songs or granting me wishes. They looked a little bit scary—but fragile too. Most of all, they looked like they were going to die, and no handsome prince was there to kiss them and keep them from turning into sea foam.”
― Cry of the Sea
They weren’t even people.
From their facial features and upper torsos, they looked kind of like women, but all three of them had silver-colored skin. They were bald, with strange ridges marking their skulls. None of them seemed to have ears, only holes in the sides of their heads. No nose was visible, not even a bone or nostrils filled that space between their eyes and mouths. Although their mouths seemed to be moving, they were actually breathing through what looked like gills in their necks.
And if that wasn’t weird enough, instead of legs, their upper torsos stretched out into long, scale-covered, silver fishtails. If I had to say what these things stranded in front of me, splattered with oil, appeared to be, I’d say mermaids. And no, they didn’t look like they’d start singing songs or granting me wishes. They looked a little bit scary—but fragile too. Most of all, they looked like they were going to die, and no handsome prince was there to kiss them and keep them from turning into sea foam.”
― Cry of the Sea
“Thankfully, a much-needed letter from Bobby was waiting for me in the mailbox.
Dear Heidi,
Sorry everyone’s being so mean. Sometimes people get scared of what they don’t know, and then they do stupid things to pretend that they’re not scared. Kirk doesn’t deserve to go out with you, so don’t even think about him. Cathy isn’t a good friend either. I wish I could be there for you, but you know how it is. All I can say is maybe you can teach them what it’s like to be Donald. That might help, you know? And I hope you meet a friend who is cool enough to see how much fun Donald can be. I sure miss playing in the park with you guys. Take it easy, and write soon.
Bobby
I hugged the letter to my chest after reading it several times, grateful that we made a pact to write real letters instead of emails. You can’t hold and hug an email. I folded it up carefully and stuck it in a special pocket of my backpack so I’d be able to sneak a peek at it at school for some extra comfort.”
― No One Needed to Know
Dear Heidi,
Sorry everyone’s being so mean. Sometimes people get scared of what they don’t know, and then they do stupid things to pretend that they’re not scared. Kirk doesn’t deserve to go out with you, so don’t even think about him. Cathy isn’t a good friend either. I wish I could be there for you, but you know how it is. All I can say is maybe you can teach them what it’s like to be Donald. That might help, you know? And I hope you meet a friend who is cool enough to see how much fun Donald can be. I sure miss playing in the park with you guys. Take it easy, and write soon.
Bobby
I hugged the letter to my chest after reading it several times, grateful that we made a pact to write real letters instead of emails. You can’t hold and hug an email. I folded it up carefully and stuck it in a special pocket of my backpack so I’d be able to sneak a peek at it at school for some extra comfort.”
― No One Needed to Know
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“Words didn’t come. I couldn’t formulate a thought. I was too startled. These three figures lying in the sand in front of me weren’t surfers at all.
They weren’t even people.
From their facial features and upper torsos, they looked kind of like women, but all three of them had silver-colored skin. They were bald, with strange ridges marking their skulls. None of them seemed to have ears, only holes in the sides of their heads. No nose was visible, not even a bone or nostrils filled that space between their eyes and mouths. Although their mouths seemed to be moving, they were actually breathing through what looked like gills in their necks.
And if that wasn’t weird enough, instead of legs, their upper torsos stretched out into long, scale-covered, silver fishtails. If I had to say what these things stranded in front of me, splattered with oil, appeared to be, I’d say mermaids. And no, they didn’t look like they’d start singing songs or granting me wishes. They looked a little bit scary—but fragile too. Most of all, they looked like they were going to die, and no handsome prince was there to kiss them and keep them from turning into sea foam.”
― Cry of the Sea
They weren’t even people.
From their facial features and upper torsos, they looked kind of like women, but all three of them had silver-colored skin. They were bald, with strange ridges marking their skulls. None of them seemed to have ears, only holes in the sides of their heads. No nose was visible, not even a bone or nostrils filled that space between their eyes and mouths. Although their mouths seemed to be moving, they were actually breathing through what looked like gills in their necks.
And if that wasn’t weird enough, instead of legs, their upper torsos stretched out into long, scale-covered, silver fishtails. If I had to say what these things stranded in front of me, splattered with oil, appeared to be, I’d say mermaids. And no, they didn’t look like they’d start singing songs or granting me wishes. They looked a little bit scary—but fragile too. Most of all, they looked like they were going to die, and no handsome prince was there to kiss them and keep them from turning into sea foam.”
― Cry of the Sea
“Foxes were dreaded animals. They were not large or fierce, like the bears and tigers that roamed the mountains, but they were known to be fiendishly clever. some people even believed that foxes possessed evil magic. It was said that a fox could lure a man to his doom, tricking him into coming to its den, where somehow he would be fed to its offspring.
"Even to say the word made a trickle of fear run down Tree-Ear's spine...
"'So it was dusk, and I was still a good distance away. Suddenly, a fox appeared before me. It stopped there, right in the middle of the path, grinning with all its teeth shining white, licking its lips, its eyes glowing, its broad tail swishing back and forth slowly, back and forth-'
"'Enough!' Tree-Ear's eyes were wide with horror. 'What happened?'
"Crane-man picked up the last morsel of rice with his chopsticks and popped it into his mouth. 'Nothing,' he said. 'I have come to believe that foxes could not possibly be as clever as we think them. There I was, close enough to touch one, with a bad leg as well - and here I still am today.”
― A Single Shard
"Even to say the word made a trickle of fear run down Tree-Ear's spine...
"'So it was dusk, and I was still a good distance away. Suddenly, a fox appeared before me. It stopped there, right in the middle of the path, grinning with all its teeth shining white, licking its lips, its eyes glowing, its broad tail swishing back and forth slowly, back and forth-'
"'Enough!' Tree-Ear's eyes were wide with horror. 'What happened?'
"Crane-man picked up the last morsel of rice with his chopsticks and popped it into his mouth. 'Nothing,' he said. 'I have come to believe that foxes could not possibly be as clever as we think them. There I was, close enough to touch one, with a bad leg as well - and here I still am today.”
― A Single Shard
“Now tell me what you’re afraid of.”
“Uncle Nathan is right about this tree. It’s got some kind of spirit in it. And it doesn’t want me to leave.” I saw my dad smile and shake his head. “I’m serious, Dad. You can’t send those guys up here again. The tree will try to kill them before it lets them take me down. Didn’t you see it happen?”
“I saw a couple of accidents…”
“And Ronnie fell yesterday, but somehow I’m able to be up in this tree no problem. I got up here without any ropes or ladders. Don’t you find that mysterious? Uncle Nathan doesn’t. Grandfather doesn’t.”
“They are both superstitious, that’s all.”
“I know,” I said. “And what about that, Dad? You’ve spouted all your legends and myths at me my whole life, and now you suddenly don’t care about them? That doesn’t make any sense.”
He sighed so deeply I could hear it. “I study those legends to get to know our culture, our heritage. I don’t believe that they are literal truths.”
“But what about the mermaids?” I pressed. “Remember the big story you told about the singing boat and the killer whale? It was you who told me that maybe the story was wrong and it wasn’t a singing boat; it was a mermaid under the boat.”
“I remember, but I had a real mermaid staring me in the face at the time. There isn’t anything like that going on right now.”
“I hear whispers coming from the tree. It moves on its own. It is warmer than it should be…”
“You’ve been up there too long. You’re delirious.”
I grunted at him. “It started before I climbed up!
”
Dad rubbed a hand over his face. “I don’t know what you want me to do here.”
I turned on the camera and flipped the digital pictures until I found that one with the face. I stuck it in the bucket and lowered it down to my dad and told him to take a look.
“Is that as good as a mermaid right in front of you?”
He studied the picture a moment and then replied, “I always see faces in the knots of trees. Who doesn’t? I think that’s why so many people create horror stories about them.”
―
“Uncle Nathan is right about this tree. It’s got some kind of spirit in it. And it doesn’t want me to leave.” I saw my dad smile and shake his head. “I’m serious, Dad. You can’t send those guys up here again. The tree will try to kill them before it lets them take me down. Didn’t you see it happen?”
“I saw a couple of accidents…”
“And Ronnie fell yesterday, but somehow I’m able to be up in this tree no problem. I got up here without any ropes or ladders. Don’t you find that mysterious? Uncle Nathan doesn’t. Grandfather doesn’t.”
“They are both superstitious, that’s all.”
“I know,” I said. “And what about that, Dad? You’ve spouted all your legends and myths at me my whole life, and now you suddenly don’t care about them? That doesn’t make any sense.”
He sighed so deeply I could hear it. “I study those legends to get to know our culture, our heritage. I don’t believe that they are literal truths.”
“But what about the mermaids?” I pressed. “Remember the big story you told about the singing boat and the killer whale? It was you who told me that maybe the story was wrong and it wasn’t a singing boat; it was a mermaid under the boat.”
“I remember, but I had a real mermaid staring me in the face at the time. There isn’t anything like that going on right now.”
“I hear whispers coming from the tree. It moves on its own. It is warmer than it should be…”
“You’ve been up there too long. You’re delirious.”
I grunted at him. “It started before I climbed up!
”
Dad rubbed a hand over his face. “I don’t know what you want me to do here.”
I turned on the camera and flipped the digital pictures until I found that one with the face. I stuck it in the bucket and lowered it down to my dad and told him to take a look.
“Is that as good as a mermaid right in front of you?”
He studied the picture a moment and then replied, “I always see faces in the knots of trees. Who doesn’t? I think that’s why so many people create horror stories about them.”
―
“Thankfully, a much-needed letter from Bobby was waiting for me in the mailbox.
Dear Heidi,
Sorry everyone’s being so mean. Sometimes people get scared of what they don’t know, and then they do stupid things to pretend that they’re not scared. Kirk doesn’t deserve to go out with you, so don’t even think about him. Cathy isn’t a good friend either. I wish I could be there for you, but you know how it is. All I can say is maybe you can teach them what it’s like to be Donald. That might help, you know? And I hope you meet a friend who is cool enough to see how much fun Donald can be. I sure miss playing in the park with you guys. Take it easy, and write soon.
Bobby
I hugged the letter to my chest after reading it several times, grateful that we made a pact to write real letters instead of emails. You can’t hold and hug an email. I folded it up carefully and stuck it in a special pocket of my backpack so I’d be able to sneak a peek at it at school for some extra comfort.”
― No One Needed to Know
Dear Heidi,
Sorry everyone’s being so mean. Sometimes people get scared of what they don’t know, and then they do stupid things to pretend that they’re not scared. Kirk doesn’t deserve to go out with you, so don’t even think about him. Cathy isn’t a good friend either. I wish I could be there for you, but you know how it is. All I can say is maybe you can teach them what it’s like to be Donald. That might help, you know? And I hope you meet a friend who is cool enough to see how much fun Donald can be. I sure miss playing in the park with you guys. Take it easy, and write soon.
Bobby
I hugged the letter to my chest after reading it several times, grateful that we made a pact to write real letters instead of emails. You can’t hold and hug an email. I folded it up carefully and stuck it in a special pocket of my backpack so I’d be able to sneak a peek at it at school for some extra comfort.”
― No One Needed to Know
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I'm excited to announce that my newest YA novel, All the Love You Write, is being released on August 20th. Preorders are available now at all the main online book vendors. It is available at NetGalley for review requests https://www.netgalley.com/catalog/?te...All the Love You Write is a full length novel that begins with my short novella Passing Notes (which has forty-six 4 and 5 star reviews here on Goodreads) and then continues the story to see what happens next to Mark, Bethany, and the ghosts that meddle with their relationship. If you love a good teen romance with a little paranormal activity, you'll enjoy this book.
If you're looking for a spooky story to get in the mood for Halloween, try my newest novel Lost on the Water - A Ghost Story.I also wanted to let you all know that Cry of the Sea, the first book of The Juniper Sawfeather Trilogy, will be 99 cents through the month of October.
Happy Fall, y'all!
To celebrate the release of my newest original fairy tale novelette, The Tomato Quest, I've made the first book in the series, The Royal Deal, free through Sunday 9/2. It's only available at Kindle. Enjoy your long weekend!
Some news! My newest YA novel Lost on the Water - A Ghost Story was released this week and is available everywhere online in print and ebook. Yay! It's a fun contemporary adventure with some paranormal activity. Also, my middle grade novel, No One Needed to Know, is finally available in ebook! I got the rights back from Schoolwide Inc., and it should be showing up at all the ebook vendors.
My new YA novel Lost on the Water, a Ghost Story is set to release in 3 weeks. In the meantime, enjoy my other ghost story Passing Notes for free. It's a sweet romantic novella with a paranormal twist that'll make you sigh - and possibly cry a little too. Available at all ebook vendors.
For any of you who are looking for a good audiobook for kids 8-13, my middle grade novel about autism awareness and school bullying, No One Needed to Know, is now available at Audible. https://www.audible.com/pd/Kids/No-On...
#AutismAwarenessMonth begins in two days. My children's book about Autism Acceptance is on Amazon Prime, so you can get it in time to read with your kids or classroom next week to start the conversation about autism and how to stop bullying people with special needs. No One Needed to Know
Between my daughter starring as Princess Fiona in Shrek the Musical and my putting out The Royal Deal, an original fairy tale, my mind has been full of princesses. If you like princess stories and fairy tales, you might like my newest blog post: www.dgdriver.com/write-and-rewrite-bl...
I released a brand new romantic fairy tale novella today called The Royal Deal. It is about a pampered princess who makes a dangerous bargain with her father to get out of an arranged marriage and choose who and when she will marry. It's only in ebook right now at 99cents at Kindle or free for Kindle Unlimited. It's a little different from my other books, and I hope you'll check it out. You can also read an excerpt from The Royal Deal and all my other books at my website www.dgdriver.com
My newest blog post is about the books I enjoyed reading the most this past year and some of my 2017 accomplishments as a writer. www.dgdriver.com/write-and-rewrite-bl...
For the first time, my publisher has made the ebook of Cry of the Sea free. The deal only lasts until July 21st. It's available at Kindle, Nook, iTunes, Smashwords and Kobo. Our hope is that you will discover Juniper Sawfeather and want to read more of her adventures. Also, the original cover edition of Whisper of the Woods, book 2 of the Juniper Sawfeather Novels, is up for a Goodreads Giveaway.
Enjoy your summer!
I wanted to let fans of Cry of the Sea and Whisper of the Woods know that I have written a prequel story about Juniper Sawfeather called "Beneath the Wildflowers" and it is in the new book Kick Ass Girls of Fire and Ice YA Books. It is free at Amazon, Smashwords, and Nook. All the links are on my website www.dgdriver.comAlso, Cry of the Sea is discounted to 99 cents through Sunday, April 23rd.
Hey! Wanted to let you know that the ebook of Cry of the Sea is discounted to its lowest price ever - only 99 cents. Now through Christmas! Don't miss it. It's a savings of 80%!
Cry of the Sea and its sequel Whisper of the Woods are discounted to only $2.99 at Kindle, Smashwords & Nook right now, but I'm pretty sure the price will go up in September. Don't miss out on this great deal. The third book is schedule to be published next year. Oh, and Passing Notes, my little romantic ghost story is permanently at 99 cents now. Enjoy!
I wanted to let you know that my YA novella, Passing Notes is FREE right now at all major ebook vendors: Kindle, Smashwords, Nook and iTunes! It'll only be free for another week, so make sure you grab a copy of this sweet story about a ghost teaching a teen boy to write romantic love letters. http://www.amazon.com/Passing-Notes-D...
