Girl on the Brink: Mystery Thriller Week Book Review

It’s books like these that make me realize how lucky Bella was that Edward didn’t turn out to be a creep underneath all that undead skin (Seriously. Just imagine the stalking potential from a guy that can watch you through your bedroom window–even if it happens to be on the top of 50-storey tower). The main […]

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Review: Windrunner’s Daughter by Bryony Pearce

Rating: Four out of Five Stars I received a digital copy of this book in exchange for an honest review as part of a YA Bound Book Tour. Summary: Think Whale Rider meets Dune. Windrunner’s Daughter offers up a good old fashion girl power story with an unusual twist: hand gliding on Mars. Wren is young woman living […]

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Why all writers should be fluent in Dr. Dre

A radio producer once told me I sound like I have rocks in my mouth when I talk. She was not the first. People have been asking me if I’m from somewhere else all my life. I’m not. That thing they think is some kind of exotic backstory is just a big fat lazy tongue. Or maybe it’s […]

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My Self-Publishing Experiment: THE COVER

First off, let’s be clear: I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I’M DOING. However, I spent enough time waiting for boys to call when I was 15 (note to teen self: they never do) to know when it’s time to stop doing the same thing with literary agents. That’s right, I have decided to embark on […]

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Got feedback? Let me resent you for it

I am not good at feedback. Whenever someone in my writing group says anything that is the least bit critical about my work  I  hate their guts for about 3 – 30 seconds, depending on how much cheese I have consumed. Once I actually process said critique, I am always Incredibly Grateful for the insight they have gifted […]

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Never say aliens told you to write it and other query advice from Chuck Sambuchino

I used to think that, querying was like that time I went to a wedding in mom’s Fluevogs and got a matching set of oozy, cheese-grader blisters on my heels ten minutes into the ceremony: painful, but endurable (with enough complimentary champagne). I was wrong. Apparently, a more appropriate metaphor would be if I had followed […]

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