Thursday, May 23, 2013

Thursday Share

Thursday Share

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The Secrets of Avelina Chronicles
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Write More Publications Angel Anthology



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Tuesday, May 21, 2013

"Beat the Heat" Summer Blog Tour


"Beat the Heat" Summer Blog Tour

Write More Publications and "My Life With Books and Boys" blog is teaming up for a summer blog tour, hosted by author Rebecca Boucher! Check out the details below and follow the link to sign up! Let's all "Beat the Heat" together and join in the fun! 



Dear Fellow Blogger,

Write more Publications is putting together a “Beat The Heat” summer blog tour for the fantastic new book  Runaway Girl. This tour will run for the month of July and spaces are open.  Here’s a look at  Runaway Girl:


A missing vampire princess. A soul fractured among five young human girls. One loyal vampire with a grudge. Can vampire soldier Damian set aside his personal feelings to follow orders? Can princess Amelia's soul be reunited in time for the meeting of the three clans? Will her brother, Matthew, fight for the right to rule? Who will prevail?


There will be two prizes attached to the tour as well as a blogger only incentive. Up for grabs will be a paperback copy of Runaway Girl, and a $25.00 Amazon Gift Card.  There will be two ways to participate. You can post a preformatted post on your blog and reveal the cover, or you can post a review.  As always you can also choose to do both.  If you are interested please click on the link below to fill out the tour form. 

Before the tour you will receive your tour package and e-book if you choose to do a review post. Links to the Raffflecoptor and other participating blogs will be provided. Please link back to your fellow bloggers.

We thank you for participating in Write More Publications first ever blog tour. We are very excited to be starting on this new endeavor for our authors. Any questions or concerns, or requests to sign up can be directed to me at rboucher41@yahoo.com.

Rebecca Boucher
My Life With Books and Boys blog


Interested in joining the tour? Sign up by submitting your name and e-mail address on the link to the right or post a comment below! Thanks, everyone! 


"My Life With Books and Boys" blog: http://beccab8.blogspot.com/

Questions? Email me at writemorepublications@gmail.com





Monday, May 20, 2013

Monday Mentions and New Friends


Monday Mentions and New Friends

Follow us on Twitter or Facebook,
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Twitter Mentions: 
Liz McKeown @WritersBoost
Ona Morgan @Kieshalxfp
Diana Layne @dianalaynebooks
Claude Bouchard @ceebee308
Brick by Brick @BrickbyBrick4T
Leanie Engelbrecht @Leanie_Notee
Bex @bexnbooks
Sylvia McDaniel @WriterSylvia
Carol Russell @alchemyofscrawl
Chris Savio @ScaryReads
Lindsay Cummings @lindsaycwrites
Canel Tirone @MaudiezKoe
Jenni Coe @jenicoe2001
Gautam Trivedi @Gotham3
Bob Mayer @Bob_Mayer
Helen Kekiwi @Ewaogff
Caroline Clemmons @CarolinClemmons
Beverly Cindy @purple_witch
Terrance Aubrey @Terrance1999
Hanh Borre @JohnHewzseMonday 
Jessica Humphrey @authorjessicah
St Naija @StNaija
Bex @bexnbooks
Maxwell Black @Coreander
Jan Moran @janmoran
Ashley Bogda @Armoidaajwq
Sydney Katt @Sydney_Katt
Dr. Paul @DrPaulBooks
kristoferkawas @kristoferkawas
Theresa Oliver @TheresaOliverA

Facebook Mentions:
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Theresa Oliver
V\Babu Kandel
Kasachew Tigabu
Maarie Nesci
Shireen Ansari
Brittany Parsons-Hicks
Jessica Smiley Campos
Ashley Blalock
Molly Bryant
Callie Cool
Rebecca Boucher
Kolade Olanraju
Elaine White
Tami Bagley
Vikash Kumar
Kolade Olanrewaju Freedom
Amy Schlarb
Ramona Martinez
Lisa Bashford
Joyce Graham
Christine Blankert
Stacey C. Brown
Maria Cunningham Walker
Chimere Sice
Goldie Wattle
Nikki Shah
Elise VanCise
Janet Beasley Author
Mark Miller
De Miller
Vanessa Hancock
Theresa Stoddard
T.R. Stoddard
Tina Carreiro
Jamie Wilsoncroft
Stephanie Greenhalgh
Jennifer Paquette
Ashlea Burns
Amber White
Bina Martinez
Susan Burdorf
Monica Blanton
Callie Cool
Sky Diamond
Sara Drake
Beth Hoyer
Dana Piazzi
Melissa Somoza
Kim Stevens
D.C. Stone

Thanks, everyone!




Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Writer Wednesday: Excerpt from "My Haunting Love" by: J.S. Wilsoncroft

Writer Wednesday

Excerpt from

My Haunting Love
By: J.S. Wilsoncroft

I’d read enough paranormal books that my crazy imagination began to kick into gear. The only thing that crossed my mind was that there had to be a ghost living in this house. I knew I was just being silly, though. I glanced over at my dresser and noticed that the ASL book wasn’t there. I nearly choked when I saw it lying on my bed and new words had been highlighted. When I looked closer, it was actually a sentence.
“Don’t be scared” was highlighted perfectly with the yellow marker.
Seeing the new words highlighted in yellow, I did exactly the opposite. I slammed the book shut and ran downstairs with Sam following closely behind. I ran out the front door and sat on the porch swing to try and calm my nerves. Although it was early in the morning and the sun was shining brightly, I was grateful for the cool breeze. I leaned back against the swing, rocking the swing back and forth with my toes, and closed my eyes, enjoying the cool air as it tickled my face. I tried not to think about the highlighted words, but it was impossible. It was scaring the shit out of me. I still hadn’t confronted Mike about it, but a part of me really didn’t think that it was him.
I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing myself to forget what had just happened. After a few minutes passed and my heart finally returned to its normal rhythm, I slowly opened my eyes, only to see Sam barking again. This time he was barking at the white wicker rocker that was sitting across from me on the other side of the porch. I clapped my hands to get his attention, but he ignored me and kept on barking. Just like yesterday, his lips were curled back showing all his sharp teeth, and the hair on his back was standing up. I gasped when I looked up and saw the empty rocker slowly swaying back and forth, as if someone was sitting in it. That’s when the hair on the back of my neck stood up.
Okay! Don't panic! I told myself. I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping that it was just my mind playing games with me, but when I slowly opened them, the chair was still rocking back and forth at an even faster pace. Sam was drooling and foaming at the mouth as he barked viciously at the empty rocker.
“What’s all this ruckus?” my dad signed as he stomped out the back door. I sat with my mouth hanging open, shocked. The rocker stopped moving when Dad came out. He looked first at me, then at Sam, who had stopped barking. I could feel the vibrations on the wooden porch as Dad tapped his boot, waiting for an explanation, but what was I supposed to tell him? Sam was barking because the rocker was moving on its own? Yeah, right.
“Ummmm … Sam was just barking at a bee,” I lied. It was the first thing that popped into my head and I was grateful that he believed me. Dad shook his head at both of us, then turned and walked back into the kitchen. My legs shook uncontrollably as I stared at the empty rocker in disbelief. I knew then that I was dealing with something paranormal. There was a ghost living in our house and it was trying to communicate with me through my ASL book. The rocker started moving back and forth again.             
***
      Excerpt from My Haunting Love, by: J.S. Wilsoncroft, coming soon from Write More Publications. Wilsoncroft is the author of Remembering Zane, Fat Chances and The Unfaithful Widow, all available on Amazon.com, Amazon.co.uk, Smashwords, Barnes and Noble and Goodreads. My Haunting Love is Wilsoncroft's first young adult book. 


Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Writer Wednesday:"Recycled Prisoners" by: Liz Kingsbury McKeown

Writer Wednesday

RECYCLED PRISONERS

A Short Sci-Fi Script by 
Liz K. McKeown

INT. LARGE BUILDING – HALLWAY – NIGHT- SPRING - 1987

Three women stand by a massive bulletin board in what looks like a large conference center. They wear clothes from the 1980s. BRENDA, a Junior Leaguer, has perfect hair, perfect nails, comme il faut clothes and makeup. LESLIE, a sorority girl, has bigger hair, but not a beehive, expensive looking clothes with a sorority pin about seven inches above the left breast. ROBIN, 16, a cute cheerleader with pony tails, brings up the rear. She wears a megaphone pendant and a charm bracelet with a big heart charm in the center. Her cheerleading uniform consists of a short pleated skirt and a short sleeved sweater.

INSERT: BULLETIN BOARD
The women look like they’re staring at a blank bulletin board, but as they tap the board with one finger, three profiles of male concentration camp prisoners with photos appear.  

BACK ON SCENE
Robin points to the photograph of a Northern European looking man with piercing gray eyes. He has a red triangle on his uniform indicating political prisoner. He stands out next to the photographs of two young men with the Star of David on their uniforms.

ROBIN: We are so not serving him again. He freaks me out.

LESLIE: Can you say Post Traumatic Stress Disorder?

ROBIN: How come the Rosensweig brothers don’t act like that?

BRENDA: They must have worked out their post traumatic stress. It says here that they don’t have to come back again. (Brenda’s well-manicured index finger indicates the data.)

LESLIE: I wonder why staying in Heaven always involves enduring abuse.

ROBIN: I wonder why I can only remember a few scenes of my life in the
Auschwitz Men’s Camp.

BRENDA: Since we’re all dreaming, we can go to the Hall of
Records and see all we want of our past lives in the camps.

LESLIE: And when we wake up, we’re lucky if we remember anything.

BRENDA: My husband’s associate is a neuropsychologist. He says that if you don’t
move once you wake up, you can remember your dreams.

ROBIN (wistfully, looking at Leslie): Only in my dreams …

LESLIE (chiming in, smiling at Robin): As real as it may seem …

ROBIN (smiling back): It was only in my dreams.

BRENDA: Shall we?

EXT. AUSCHWITZ MEN’S CAMP—NIGHT

The front gate of the Camp looks the same as others in the World War II Documentaries,
except one feature: an electronic scanner with a speaker. The three women approach the 
scanner. The mechanical voice in the machine says: "Present inner left forearm.” All do, in turn.

Brenda inserts her arm: We see a sparkling concentration camp tattoo. 

BACK ON SCENE:
The other two follow suit. The gate door opens and the women file in. 

As they enter, all three of them tap their left collarbones with their right hands, as
they do, recycled nametags appear. They are blue and white striped felt in the shape of the recycled logo. All three have a small Star of David on them, their names and camp numbers on them that match the sparkling "tattoos" on their arms. The three turn left, knowing the way.

INT. WOODEN BUILDING - NIGHT

They all enter a small wooden building with a long table laden with fish, meat, 
three vegetable dishes, breads, gravy, sauce and hors d'oeuvres. Further down are 
several tempting deserts. The three women look the table over. 

BRENDA: This should suit any taste. 

LESLIE: We prepared their childhood favorites last week and the week before.

A MALE PRISONER, BOGDAN, about 30, appears like a genie. Robin jumps. Startled,
the other two women jump slightly, and gasp with their hands over their hearts.

BOGDAN: Steak! Prime rib! New russet potatoes! Parsley! Butter!

ROBIN: Hang on. Let me try this time, guys.

Robin CLAPS twice for each item Bogdan rattled off. Two choices of meat, already sliced, the potatoes with the parsley and a small bowl of melted butter appear on the table.

BOGDAN: Steamed asparagus … and cut off the ends, damn it!
Make sure they’re all cut in one inch pieces! Lemon wedges, no seeds!

Robin closes her eyes and claps twice. A tureen of asparagus, a dish of lemon wedges
also appear.

LESLIE: How about the rolls and desert. Will they do?

BODGAN: (Smiling) What am I in the mood for?  Hmmmmm. French bread. Baguettes, already cut in one inch slices, already buttered, a thin layer of butter, make sure you get
all the slices evenly buttered.

LESLIE: Allow me, girls.

Leslie closes her eyes and claps twice. The desired bread, buttered properly, appears.

BOGDAN: Recycled lapdogs, all purebreds.

He looks at Robin. She has her hands behind her back and wags them back and forth.

BOGDAN (Cont.):  And the puppy is wagging her tail. Robin! Roll over and play dead!

Robin lies down and rolls over. Two other prisoners appear. FELIX AND HERSCHEL ROSENSWEIG are in their late twenties. Felix, the oldest, waves his arm at Bogdan in a disgusted manner. Herschel helps Robin to her feet. Robin smiles and nods at Herschel.

FELIX: Bodgan, Bogdan! The girl comes to do us favors! 

BRENDA: It looks as if your menu has already been decided. (Laughs superficially). But, you're welcome to add anything that appeals to you.

The two brothers look over the table, look at each other and turn to Brenda.

FELIX: Changes, we haven’t. 

HERSCHEL: Let’s eat.

LESLIE: Beverages, gentlemen?

FADE

INT. WOODEN BULDING IN CAMP - A LITTLE LATER

Leslie clears the table, Brenda pours coffee, Robin claps the dinner food away and only
the desert items remain on the long table nearby. Leslie approaches Herschel.

LESLIE: What can I bring you for desert?

HERSCHEL: Two strawberry tarts, please.

Leslie serves Herschel. He smiles, nods.

BRENDA: And you, Felix? What’s your pleasure?

Felix points at the crème brulee and then at a chocolate desert.

FELIX: I don’t know what they’re called, but to me, they appeal.

BRENDA: (serving the crème brulee.) Crème brulee. (serving the chocolate desert) Death by chocolate, excuse the expression (laughs superficially).

Robin approaches Bogdan.

ROBIN: And you, Sir?

BOGDAN: I don't see anything I like. Conjure up some ice cream.

ROBIN: What flavor? 

BOGDAN: Ice cream with cherries on it!

Robin claps and a dish of vanilla ice cream with fresh pitted, split cherries on it appear.

BOGDAN: No, cherry ice cream with cooked cherries in a sauce!

Robin claps and a bowl of cherry ice cream with warm cherry pie filling appears.

BOGDAN: What? No whipped cream?

ROBIN (good naturedly): My bad.

Robin claps and the whipped cream appears.

BOGDAN: Make sure the whipped cream has a hint of vanilla and sugar mixed into it, or
I won't eat it.

Robin claps and the correction to the whipped cream is made.

ROBIN: Ta dah!

BOGDAN: You forgot my espresso.

Robin claps and espresso appears in a small cup with a matching saucer.

BOGDAN: And, one more thing …

Felix, annoyed, looks up sharply from his second desert. He raises his left hand,
flips it disgustedly.

FELIX: Enough, already! Settle down. 

HERSCHEL: We’re practically done with desert and you want to make a fuss.

Herschel finishes off his second strawberry tart and wipes his mouth.

BOGDAN: All I want to do is eat and be waited on.

Felix and Herschel finish up eating. Brenda claps away the dishes to leave a clean
tablecloth, while Bogdan eats heartily.

FELIX: I can have two be my audience, tonight.

Brenda and Robin take their seats across from him and listen attentively.

HERSCHEL: And, Leslie? You are me tonight?

Leslie nods, sits across from Herschel. The two hold hands and close their eyes. They are oblivious to their surroundings. Little silicone caps appear over Leslie’s fingertips. Her body tenses. She shivers and her teeth chatter and her grip tightens on Herschel’s hands.

While Bogdan sips his espresso, Felix addresses Leslie and Brenda.

FELIX: Before Hitler, I was perfectly satisfied with my life, we were not wealthy,
but I do not recall any problems. None! 

NARRATOR: Like beating swords into plow shears, a place of torment and despair can 
become a place of healing and love. All you need is the desire to help, a bed and
a pillow.

FADE OUT

***

Liz Kingsbury McKeown is the author of Jan of Cleveland, currently available on Amazon.com, soon to be re-released by Write More Publications. McKeown is also an editor and the Publicity Manager for Write More Publications, as well. 


Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Monday Mentions and New Friends

Monday Mentions and New Friends

Follow us on Twitter or Facebook,
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Twitter Mentions: 
Liz McKeown @WritersBoost
Bex @bexnbooks
Sylvia McDaniel @WriterSylvia
Carol Russell @alchemyofscrawl
Chris Savio @ScaryReads
Lindsay Cummings @lindsaycwrites
Canel Tirone @MaudiezKoe
Jenni Coe @jenicoe2001
Gautam Trivedi @Gotham3
Bob Mayer @Bob_Mayer
Helen Kekiwi @Ewaogff
Caroline Clemmons @CarolinClemmons
Beverly Cindy @purple_witch
Terrance Aubrey @Terrance1999
Hanh Borre @JohnHewzseMonday 
Jessica Humphrey @authorjessicah
St Naija @StNaija
Bex @bexnbooks
Maxwell Black @Coreander
Jan Moran @janmoran
Ashley Bogda @Armoidaajwq
Sydney Katt @Sydney_Katt
Dr. Paul @DrPaulBooks
kristoferkawas @kristoferkawas
Theresa Oliver @TheresaOliverA

Facebook Mentions:
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Theresa Oliver
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Brittany Parsons-Hicks
Jessica Smiley Campos
Ashley Blalock
Molly Bryant
Callie Cool
Rebecca Boucher
Kolade Olanraju
Elaine White
Tami Bagley
Vikash Kumar
Kolade Olanrewaju Freedom
Amy Schlarb
Ramona Martinez
Lisa Bashford
Joyce Graham
Christine Blankert
Stacey C. Brown
Maria Cunningham Walker
Chimere Sice
Goldie Wattle
Nikki Shah
Elise VanCise
Janet Beasley Author
Mark Miller
De Miller
Vanessa Hancock
Theresa Stoddard
T.R. Stoddard
Tina Carreiro
Jamie Wilsoncroft
Stephanie Greenhalgh
Jennifer Paquette
Ashlea Burns
Amber White
Bina Martinez
Susan Burdorf
Monica Blanton
Callie Cool
Sky Diamond
Sara Drake
Beth Hoyer
Dana Piazzi
Melissa Somoza
Kim Stevens
D.C. Stone

Thanks, everyone!