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Congratudations to all those authors who made sure they wrote articles. The executive told me librarians are asking for sources to BUY indies for their libraitries and becasue IAM is FREE_ they will probably download and watch the books mentioned.

Great articles, all of you!!!!

P.S. If you’re interested in possibly having me do a book review of your book please email me at darkrose04@Gmail.com or tweet me on Twitter @Booknerd0486

So, tonight at 7 PM Eastern Standard time, if you find yourself with time on your hands, tune in Navigating Indieworld podcast radio as RL and I interview author, Jason Brick.
I want to say that doing the show with RL has become a highlight of my month- She is a wonderful interviewer! I can't believe we are moving into the second year of doing both this and the magazine.
I believe it's a testimony to all the talented people we have shared our spotlight with.
Help the indie community by spreading the word about the show and magazine. Come write an article. Ask for an interview- then post it everywhere. When you help another indie, you are helping yourself!!!

I remember reading for 1984, Orwell named his mc Winston Smith. Winston after the Prime Minister and Smith for the every man.


“It’s like a primordial soup,” Clay Finnes muttered his hands on his hips.
“A primordial what?” Owen Bishop raised his hangdog face to look at the town sheriff.
“Primordial, ancient, prehistoric…” Clay looked at the deputy’s blank face and finished with, ”old...really, really old.”

The sun peeked through the blinds making a striped pattern across the bottom of Susannah Maya Logan’s comforter on the bed. Susannah opened her eyes and counted five panels of sunshine.
The little brass alarm clock’s larger hand moved onto the twelve, the shorter hand jerked onto the seven, and the tiny hammer started to hit the bell so that the clock shook and trembled as if it was a dancing a jig. Susannah reached over, depressing the button, silencing the bell.
