Black Flag Journals by Dennis Woods – Q&A and Giveaway

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If you could have one paranormal ability, what would it be?

Psychometry, the ability to read information from objects.

What is one thing your readers would be most surprised to learn about you?

I always wanted to have a singing voice and a second career as a musician.

When writing descriptions of your hero/ine, what feature do you start with?

Their physical characteristics in relation to their surroundings. I want the reader to be able to visualize in their mind’s eye what the character looks like as the majority of person-to-person communication is visual.

Are you a plotter or a pantser?

I have to fight my panster tendencies when writing about actual events.

Did you learn anything from writing this book? If so, what?

That is such a broad question. In my battle book journals as I completed an event, we often conducted an After-Action-Review. Visually this process could be likened to a football team reviewing play tapes to discuss team & individual responsibilities. The process we followed in war and training was to first discuss what was supposed to happen. Then discuss what did happen and how we might improve.

The story of America’s longest war is complicated and difficult to convey, unless you were there. Dennis Woods was there. By following his stories in Iraq and Afghanistan, we can sense the enormity of his combat experiences. Originally written for his daughter, Black Flag Journals is taken from the author’s nine battle book journals. It covers his time from the fall of the Twin Towers through his last combat tour.

Black Flag Journals contains not just stories from the first war of the new century, but a day-by-day record of events that other veterans may use to relate their own experiences. All who enjoy real life stories, and followers of history will connect with this first person account of America’s longest war.

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The flight we were on this morning was an ordinary, run-of-the-mill resupply operation. Its purpose was to service Afghanistan’s numerous small camps and bases. What it carried, though, was not ordinary or run-of-the-mill. What we were delivering was an unusual allotment of artillery ammunition and GELON mounts. Part of my mission on this trip was about to be completed. However, once in the air, I was given a new defensive challenge to solve.

About the Author: CSM Woods combat tours include;
Operation Urgent Fury, Grenada, 82d Airborne Division.
Operation Desert Shield / Desert Storm, Saudi Arabia – Iraq, 82d Airborne Division.
Operation Desert Fox 1998, Qatar, 5th Group Special Forces.
OEF 2 Afghanistan, 82d Airborne Division.
OIF 1 Iraq, First Armored Division.
OIF 6 Iraq, First Armored Division.
OEF X Afghanistan, 173D Airborne Brigade Combat Team.
OEF XIII Afghanistan, 191st Infantry Brigade

CSM Woods civilian education includes a Master of Education, (training & leadership) from North Central University, Prescott AZ, and a Bachelor of Science from Excelsior, Albany, New York.

Military education includes the United States Sergeants Majors Academy class # 58, Army force management course, Jump Master, Drill Sergeant, US Army Recruiter, Infantry Small Arms Master Gunner, Artillery Master Gunner, Amphibious Warfare leaders’ course (USMC), Anti-Armor Leaders course, Machine Gun Leaders course, Artillery Mechanics repair course, Small Arms repair course, Nuclear Biological Chemical defense, and all levels of air load planning and hazmat certification USAF.

CSM Woods awards include; one Distinguished Service medal, one Legion Of Merit,( 5) Bronze Star Medals, 5 Meritorious Service Medals, 4 ARCOM, 4 AAM, 1 Humanitarian service medal, 2 Armed Forces Expeditionary medals, Afghanistan and Iraq service medals. German Jump Master Wings, Qatar Jump wings as part of 5th Group, Netherlands Jumpmaster wings. Other awards include; Department of Defense “Inventor of the year” (2003) with 45 separate inventions. CSM Woods saved the United States Government over one Billion Dollars through cost avoidance. He is also the first recipient of the GRUBER award for an outstanding field artillery professional.

CSM Woods is credited by the US Army Smart Ideas program as the inventor of:

• The 105mm Howitzer night direct fire sight system M913 GELON.
• The 155mm towed Howitzer night sight system.
• The dual use day/ night direct fire sight reticule.
• The Dual optic MILES Laser trainer.
• The Urban Assault kit (PALADIN) improved crew protection, 155mm system.

On his most recent tour to Afghanistan, CSM Woods pioneered the first use of artillery training rounds in combat as a form of scalable fire support designed to limit civilian death and collateral damage. He is the author of, ‘Black Flag Journals One Soldiers Experience in America’s Longest War’, and numerous magazine, newspaper articles, including training pamphlets concerning Artillery, night vision, and combat operations.

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Balancing Life and Writing by Nicole Black – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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Balancing Life and Writing

Balance? What does that elusive word actually mean? And more importantly, how on earth do I find it. Life is always going; it won’t stop because you need a few minutes. What you can do is control how you react to the things that are happening around you. In order to balance my time to write, I had to make some trade offs. I love to stay up late and watch movies; it is one of my favorite things to do. And I am a morning writer, which for me means that I prefer to write in the morning, and I find that my mind is clearer which means less time spent editing my work.

Another thing is that I prefer to write with no one else in my house around me. Otherwise, what happens is that I will be writing away and thinking that it is the best plot twist I have ever come up with and boom someone talks to me or the phone rings and the moment is lost for me. There went that plot twist.

Now, if I was living a balanced life, it might have gone down a little differently. I would still be in the zone, writing the most amazing plot twist ever. Only this time, I would be awake at 5:00 a.m. when my zone of creativity is at its peak. Chances are there is no one else awake in my house, so when the plot twist leaves my mind without me getting every little nuance down on paper, I have no one to blame but myself.

Here are my top tips on how to balance life and writing.

1. Write at the time of day where you are in your zone of genius.
2. Set a timer for an hour and stop writing when the hour is up.
3. Set a big, important goal about your writing. Maybe you want to be published in a magazine, or you have a great idea for a self-help book. Whatever it is, write down your goal.
4. Make a list every single day of five things that you are going to get done to move you closer to your goal.
5. Remember to breathe. Balance is always there for us, the only person who can truly throw you off balance is you. So find the time and space to write and then write.

I Can Still Hear You is a powerful and deeply moving story which grapples with the universal pain of grief and the loss of a loved one. When Scarlett O’Connor loses her father at the age of 30, she’s forced to face the shambles that her life has become. With no money and no savings, the only thing that waits for her is a cryptic map and a mysterious letter. With nothing left to lose, she embarks on a trip to Maui for her father’s final adventure, to begin a treasure hunt which will force her to look deep inside herself and come to terms with her pain and grief.

Accompanied by her less-than-supportive fiancé, a close childhood friend, and an enigmatic man who was her father’s old acquaintance, Scarlett must decode the mystery and find the hidden treasure. But she knows she must face her fears alone, and calling upon the spirit of her father for guidance, she struggles to reconcile her emotions and uncover the treasure before her time in Maui comes to an end.

Perfect for fans of contemporary and women’s fiction, I Can Still Hear You is a gripping tale which will resonate with anybody who has struggled with the death of someone close. This book is a testament to the fact that even though we may have lost them, our loved ones stay with us no matter what challenges we face.

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The hospital room may have been silent, but it was far from peaceful.

The mechanical sounds of the machines melded with the all-too-human sounds of my father’s ailing body slowly giving up its fight. The resulting cacophony was anything but comforting. Though his heartbeat was steady, his breathing was a tortured, sawing rasp, a constant reminder that each intake of air could be his last.

The sound of the clock ticking on the wall reminded me of my grandfather’s old stopwatch. I made a mental note to ask my Dad about the whereabouts of the watch.

He had very little time left.

I knew that from the way the medical staff had left me alone with him. They’d been a constant presence these past few weeks, buzzing about the room, telling me in hushed whispers that this time was near, but I hadn’t really believed it. Those doctors had said, after his lung transplant six years ago, that we could expect him to live two to five years more.

But things were different now. He sounded different. He looked different, smaller, frailer. He even smelled a little different, as if something inside his body was going very wrong. And this was the first time all the doctors and nurses had stopped hovering nearby with a new drip or medication to administer. A nurse usually came in to open the curtains in the morning, but no one had been in for hours.

About the Author:Nicole Black is an author, motivational speaker and entrepreneur with a passion for sharing unique stories and helping people grow. For over 20 years, she’s worked in the business world as a corporate trainer in employee productivity and effective growth, where she’s helped some of the biggest brands in hospitality and entertainment grow sustainably through inspiring their employees. She’s been featured on platforms including TEDxWilmington, Jack Canfield Show, Santa Barbara News Press, The George DiGianni show and the Tom Barnard Show.

Through her writing, Nicole hopes to empower her readers and impart valuable lessons about grief, loss, and emotional growth. In her free time, Nicole enjoys traveling, yoga, and spending time with her wonderful daughter in their home of Santa Barbara, California.

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Out of Sight, Out of Mind by Ian Williams – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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Out of Sight, Out of Mind

Here is a sobering statistic for you; it is expected that, if trends continue as they are now, by the year 2050 there will be more plastic in the oceans than fish. That is because researchers have estimated that over 8.3 billion tonnes of plastic has been made since the early 1950s. We use single-use plastics alarmingly often too, even though most of it ends up in landfills. Nature cannot break it down fully, so it persists long after we have buried it.

It is a worrying problem that we face as a society, one that continues to grow each day we fail to address it. Worse still, many countries simply ship their waste abroad, making it someone else’s problem instead. The UK alone exported 611,000 tonnes of plastic packaging to other countries in 2018. That creates a huge problem that can no longer be ignored.

The story Waste Not, from The Clockmaker’s Tale: and other stories tells of a world where the very same challenge has overwhelmed us. People live in homes carved into the sides of trash towers made from piles upon piles of past generations’ waste. They scavenge for food and supplies from the rubbish that surrounds them, often with unfortunate results.

That which surrounds us is inside us too. I bring up blood-filled phlegm that’s rich in colourful specks. It looks like glitter sprinkled over a gruesome murder scene in that small, gooey lump in my hand. I cough as much of it up as I can, count the plastic shards within as a matter of course, then launch it over the car—out of sight, out of mind. The blood always worries me, though.

“Don’t sweat that, Pete. I seen much worse. I once saw a woman jump from the top of a friend’s spire.”

“What?” I reply, wiping the spit from my chin.

“I’m just saying, when she hit the ground and opened up, she was full of plastic, like it had been filling up her stomach for years. Not a pretty sight, I can tell you. Blood isn’t the colour you think it is when there’s that much contamination.”

I picture it without meaning to. Only things aren’t quite right. The woman’s eyes are now the same as the ones my teddy torso once had. Her arms are cream coloured and stamped by a manufacturer, her hair is brittle and snaps easily, and her clothes are painted on. Her body is cracked open like an egg, and nothing but dry pieces of trash spill out, some of it caught up in beer can yokes, choking itself, on itself.

“I hate this place,” I say, staring at the ground in front of me as if the trash lady were right there. “I’m getting my family out of here if it’s the last thing I ever do.”

“How ‘bouts we make sure it’s not the last thing you do, hey?”

It may sound like fiction until the real situation is made clear. The ‘Trash Lady’ Pete and his friend mention is not so different from many of us. That is because plastic is now in our food as well as our environment.

Plastic is nearly impossible for nature to entirely break down, so it never fully disappears. Instead, it gets smaller and smaller until fish and farm animals mistake it for food. That is a direct path for plastic to enter our bodies, where it may stay for a long time. The journal Environmental Science and Technology puts the amount of microplastic humans may be ingesting from 39,000 to 52,000 particles a year.

This is a problem for all of us to tackle. And, if dealt with decisively, it is one we absolutely can solve. But for those in Waste Not it is already too late. Generation after generation has dumped their waste without a thought for the environment, and now it is the world they live in. Although, just maybe, there is still hope for Pete and his family.

Pete certainly thinks so.

“I hope you got this right, you crazy old bat,” I say as I chew the tough meat with my one good tooth. A green coloured treat is waiting for me in the centre. I find the remnants of a plastic straw tucked inside a burnt piece. It puts me off my meal.

I never met the woman whose home I’d found the directions in. It was during one of my more successful scavenges that I stumbled upon the place. It just sat there abandoned for anyone to discover. There hadn’t been any food inside her cramped home, just plenty of things that no one needed.

Only one thing had been worth the long climb to the top of that neighbouring spire—a drawing on the walls that promised to lead all to salvation. It wasn’t detailed in its instructions, but I’d seen the route hidden within the scrawls almost immediately.

My copy of the directions is exact, even down to the child-like drawings at the end of the route. This mysterious woman had scribbled trees and lakes, the likes of which I’d dreamt about. So, I drew them too, except in grease rather than crayon. She had created a perfect landscape there on her wall. One made of nature, not manmade detritus.

I want, more than anything, for this to be real and not the fantasy of a crazy woman. Unfortunately, the only way to know for sure is to follow it to its end.

“Past the container row, maybe a hundred yards, I’d say,” I tell myself as though it were that easy.

In The Clockmaker’s Tale: and other stories, Ian Williams takes us to the near future and beyond. From a moon base where androids conduct experiments on human test subjects, to futuristic tours of the ocean depths that hide a terrible secret; from a society governed by harsh rule of law that is enforced by AI, to a humble clockmaker tempted by the promise of increased productivity through technological augmentation.

Covering issues such as environmental decay, the end of facts and proven truths, our growing waste problem, and humanity’s tendency to divide when we should come together, this collection of six science fiction stories relates as much to our time as it does to the many possible futures.

About the Author:Ian Williams is a Science Fiction writer from the UK. He lives in a small town not far from London. Ian had a short career in the UK Court Service but was forced to quit that job when his medical condition worsened. Now, from the comfort of his wheelchair, he writes the stories he has always wanted to read. His writing spans lightyears of space, to near-future Earths; from small changes to society, to entirely new civilisations.

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Make Me Stay by Aline Hunter – Spotlight and Giveaway

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Believe in second chances.

After his heart was broken by his first love, Kamden Stone avoided romantic entanglements. He lives in the moment, taking partners who understand his desires and know things will end after one encounter. He’s comfortable with the life he’s carved out for himself, refusing to need anyone or anything until a young woman he can’t stop thinking about changes the game.

Everly Mason moved to escape toxic family ties. All she wants is a fresh start and a new life. The house left to her is the perfect place to fall, isolated and in the middle of nowhere, providing plenty of work to keep her occupied. She’s on the right path, taking things one day at a time, when she’s introduced to a mysterious man she can’t stop thinking about.

Despite everything, Kamden and Everly can’t deny their chemistry. When they agree to a trial period, curious to see where things will go between them, they discover they need each other in a way they never thought possible. When the time comes, they’ll have to accept what they want and need. To be together, they both have to find a reason to make them stay.

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“You wanted to bring me here, right? Things will stay like this unless you talk to me.” When he didn’t say anything, she took a chance. She reached out and placed her fingers on his forearm. His head turned, his eyes resting on her hand, then slowly inched up. She met his gaze, determined and unafraid. “I want you to talk to me. I want to understand.” Because she felt like he needed to hear it, she told him, “You don’t know me either, but when you do, you’ll find out you can trust me.”

Slowly, as though pained, he released the steering wheel and rested his hand over hers. She tried to place the look in his eyes. He was a good man. She’d learned that while visiting his parents. They told her he could have moved away a long time ago, going to live with his brother in Tennessee, but decided to build a small house on the opposite side of their property. He lived nearby to watch over them, always ready to make their lives easier, visiting them often to make sure they were taken care of.

He gazed down at their hands, brushed his thumb over her knuckles, and then his golden-brown eyes returned to her face. She wanted to crawl over, climb into his lap, and twine her fingers in his hair.

“We’ll talk in Penny’s,” he said softly.

“Promise?” she asked, hoping she wouldn’t scare him away.

His lips parted, and he almost responded.

Then he looked away and nodded. She wanted to understand the man who’d been on her mind for weeks. She’d been captivated the minute she’d spoken to him. If he was willing to reveal himself, she was more than ready to listen.

About the Author:

Aline Hunter has written stories featured in horror magazines, zombie romance anthologies, and flash fiction contests. Her work has a dark undertone, which she credits to her love of old horror films, tastes in music, and choices in reading, and has been described as “full of sensual promise,” “gritty and sexy,” and “a breath of fresh air.”

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The Characters in the F.I.G. Mysteries by Barbara Casey – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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THE CHARACTERS IN THE F.I.G. MYSTERIES

Once in a while when you are writing a story, you will create a character that, from that moment on, just won’t leave you alone. I can honestly say that the three F.I.G.s—Dara, Mackenzie, and Jennifer—in my series, The F.I.G. Mysteries, are like that. Getting to know them has been a journey in itself. Each girl is so unusual, being a genius, an orphan, and with special talents. That in itself is interesting, but it goes much deeper. Each of these girls, in spite of her abilities, feels flawed. Together, they give each other the support and permission they need to be different. That frequently gets them into trouble as they constantly look for ways in which to express themselves creatively and to over-compensate for being different. When a new, bright, young teacher gets hired by the headmaster at Wood Rose Orphanage to “look after” them and “keep them on a short leash,” they immediately sense that she is one of them and there is nothing that is impossible for them to achieve.

Like her three charges, teacher/mentor Carolina Lovel is also an orphan, although she didn’t find out until her 18th birthday. Also like Dara, Mackenzie, and Jennifer, she holds a secret deep within her soul. This secret allows her to be able to cope with not knowing who her biological parents are and why they gave her away. When she decides to share her secret with the F.I.G.s, it builds the trust and love they already have for one another to a level that can never be destroyed. It takes them on a journey that includes gypsies, the most mysterious manuscript in the world—the Voynich Manuscript, to a secret sub-culture beneath Grand Central Terminal in New York City, an ancient pig dragon in China, and into a horrible war from the past. The things Carolina and the three F.I.G.s discover helps them to understand who they are and why. It helps them to cope in a less-than-understanding world.

I will continue this series because I’m not sure the characters are finished with me. I still wake up in the middle of the night thinking, wondering, what would the F.I.G.s do if…

THE F.I.G. MYSTERIES

Dara Roux, abandoned when she was 7 years old by her mother. Exceptionally gifted in foreign languages. Orphan.

Mackenzie Yarborough, no record of her parents or where she was born. Exceptionally gifted in math and problem-solving. Orphan.

Jennifer Torres, both parents killed in an automobile accident when she was 16. Exceptionally gifted in music and art. Orphan.

THE CADENCE OF GYPSIES: Book 1

Known as the F.I.G.s (Females of Intellectual Genius), three high-spirited 17 year olds with intelligent quotients in the genius range, accompany their teacher and mentor, Carolina Lovel, to Frascati, Italy, a few weeks before they are to graduate from Wood Rose Orphanage and Academy for Young Women. Carolina’s purpose in planning the trip is to remove her unusually gifted, creative students from the Wood Rose campus located in Raleigh, North Carolina, so they can’t cause any more problems (“expressions of creativity”) for the headmaster, faculty, and other students – which they do with regularity. Carolina also wants to visit the Villa Mondragone where the Voynich Manuscript, the most mysterious document in the world, was first discovered and attempt to find out how it is related to a paper written in the same script she received on her 18th birthday when she was told that she was adopted.

THE WISH RIDER: Book 2

When Carolina and the F.I.G.s return to Wood Rose, Dara decides that she wants to try to locate her birth mother when she learns that she might be living in New York City. Carolina, Mackenzie, and Jennifer accompany her and their search leads them to a secret dangerous shadow world hidden deep beneath Grand Central, constructed in what Mackinzie identifies as chevroned magic squares—N X N matrixes in which every row, column, and diagonal add up to the same number—and cloaked in the discordant B flat minor key music that only Jennifer can hear.

THE CLOCK FLOWER: Book 3

The three FIGs—Females of Intellectual Genius—graduate from Wood Rose Orphanage and Academy for Young Women after returning from New York City where Dara learned why her mother abandoned her all those years ago, and they are now attending universities where they can further their special talents. This means they will be separated from each other and from Carolina, their much-loved mentor and teacher who is “one of them,” for the first time in their young lives. They vow to try living apart for one semester, in the so-called real world that doesn’t include the orphanage; but if things don’t work out, they will come up with another plan—a plan where they can be together once again. Dara is invited through Yale University to take part in an exciting archeological project in China. Jennifer, once again visualizing black and white images and the unusual sounds of another cadence that seem to be connected to Mackenzie, is engrossed in creating her next symphony at Juilliard. Mackenzie, because of her genius at problem-solving, is personally chosen by a US Senator to get involved in a mysterious, secret research project involving immortality that is being conducted in a small village in China—not too far from where Dara is involved with the archeological site. Once there, however, she finds herself facing a terrifying death from the blood-dripping teeth of an ancient evil dragon. Her best friends, the FIGs and Carolina, rely on their own unique genius and special talents to save her as she discovers the truth of her birth parents.

THE NIGHTJAR’S PROMISE: Book 4

Jennifer Torres, one of the three FIGs (Females of Intellectual Genius) who is a genius in both music and art, is the last to leave the closed rehearsal for her upcoming performance over Thanksgiving break at Carnegie Hall when she hears something in the darkened Hall. Recognizing the tilt of the woman’s head and the slight limp of the man as they hurry out an exit door, she realizes it is her parents who were supposedly killed in a terrible car accident when she was 15 years old. Devastated and feeling betrayed, she sends a text to Carolina and the other two FIGs—THURGOOD. It is the code word they all agreed to use if ever one of them got into trouble or something happened that was too difficult to handle. They would all meet back at Carolina’s bungalow at Wood Rose Orphanage and Academy for Young Women to figure it out. As soon as they receive the text, because of their genius, Dara starts thinking of words in ancient Hebrew, German, and Yiddish, while Mackenzie’s visions of unique math formulae keep bringing up the date October 11, 1943. And as Carolina waits for the FIGs to return to Wood Rose, she hears warnings from Lyuba, her gypsy mother, to watch for the nightjar, the ancient name for the whip-poor-will.

In their search for “The Nightjar’s Promise” and the truth surrounding it, Carolina and the FIGs come face to face with evil that threatens to destroy not only their genius, but their very lives.

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“Ouch! You’re standing on my fingers!” This from the petite girl with a long, blond ponytail, wearing a nightgown, most of which was pulled up between her legs and tied into a knot at her waist to keep it from getting tangled on the limb where she was perched. Somewhere above her the sound of a saw and splintering wood filled the darkness followed by a stream of profanity repeated in several foreign languages for emphasis.

“It doesn’t look right. It’s supposed to have a rim and a dent.” Clinging to a 12-foot ladder as she pointed the flashlight first this way and then that, the heavy-set girl wearing a nightshirt buttoned at the neck offered this with a slight lisp.

The girl with the blond ponytail giggled.

“What do you mean—dent?! Let me see that picture.” The tall black girl completely hidden aimed her flashlight toward the magazine that was being thrust upwards through the thick branches in her direction.

“And the top is supposed to be rounded—like a button mushroom,” the girl in the nightshirt added, the word “mushroom” sounding more like “muthroom.”

“That’s because it’s circumcised,” supplied the girl with the ponytail, from which she removed a small twig and a handful of leaves.

“Shekoo, baboo!” More profanity. “Okay. I know what to do.” The tall black girl disappeared back into the upper-most branches of the tall plant that was more tree than bush. After several additional minutes, the sawing, crunching, and clipping sounds finally gave way to the more gentle sounds of tiny snips. And then, silence.

“That’s it; everybody down.”

The petite girl, with the magazine that had been overlooked in the last confiscation and now wedged firmly under her armpit, started the perilous descent first since she was nearest to the ground, followed by the tall girl. The girl in the nightshirt eased her way down the ladder juggling pruning shears, a hand saw, and scissors. Once on the ground, the three girls stood back to admire their work.

“That is one honkin’ Peni erecti,” said the tall girl causing a fresh explosion of giggles. “Let’s get out of here.” After quickly rolling down the legs of her pajama bottoms, the tall girl grabbed one end of the ladder and, along with her two friends, lugged it and the other tools back to the shed that housed lawn maintenance equipment. Task accomplished, they returned to their rooms, and to their individual beds, careful not to disturb the other dorm residents, the floor monitors, their suitemates and, most importantly, their slumbering dorm mother, Ms. Larkins. Within minutes, they fell into a deep, peaceful sleep—the sleep of innocent angels.

It would soon be light; and Wood Rose Orphanage and Academy for Young Women would start another day.

About the Author Originally from Carrollton, Illinois, author/agent/publisher Barbara Casey attended the University of North Carolina, N.C. State University, and N.C. Wesleyan College where she received a BA degree, summa cum laude, with a double major in English and history. In 1978 she left her position as Director of Public Relations and Vice President of Development at North Carolina Wesleyan College to write full time and develop her own manuscript evaluation and editorial service. In 1995 she established the Barbara Casey Agency and since that time has represented authors from the United States, Great Britain, Canada, and Japan. In 2014, she became a partner with Strategic Media Books, an independent nonfiction publisher of true crime, where she oversees acquisitions, day-to-day operations, and book production.

Ms. Casey has written over a dozen award-winning books of fiction and nonfiction for both young adults and adults. The awards include the National Association of University Women Literary Award, the Sir Walter Raleigh Literary Award, the Independent Publisher Book Award, the Dana Award for Outstanding Novel, the IP Best Book for Regional Fiction, among others. Two of her nonfiction books have been optioned for major films, one of which is under contract.

Her award-winning articles, short stories, and poetry for adults have appeared in both national and international publications including the North Carolina Christian Advocate Magazine, The New East Magazine, the Raleigh (N.C.) News and Observer, the Rocky Mount (N.C.) Sunday Telegram, Dog Fancy, ByLine, The Christian Record, Skirt! Magazine, and True Story. A thirty-minute television special which Ms. Casey wrote and coordinated was broadcast on WRAL, Channel 5, in Raleigh, North Carolina. She also received special recognition for her editorial work on the English translations of Albanian children’s stories. Her award-winning science fiction short stories for adults are featured in The Cosmic Unicorn and CrossTime science fiction anthologies. Ms. Casey’s essays and other works appear in The Chrysalis Reader, the international literary journal of the Swedenborg Foundation, 221 One-Minute Monologues from Literature (Smith and Kraus Publishers), and A Cup of Comfort (Adams Media Corporation).

Ms. Casey is a former director of BookFest of the Palm Beaches, Florida, where she served as guest author and panelist. She has served as judge for the Pathfinder Literary Awards in Palm Beach and Martin Counties, Florida, and was the Florida Regional Advisor for the Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators from 1991 through 2003. In 2018 Ms. Casey received the prestigious Albert Nelson Marquis Lifetime Achievement Award and Top Professional Award for her extensive experience and notable accomplishments in the field of publishing and other areas. She makes her home on the top of a mountain in northwest Georgia with three cats who adopted her, Homer, Reese and Earl Gray – Reese’s best friend.

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The Goddess of Playfulness by Elliott Robertson – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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The Goddess of Playfulness

What if the Goddess of Playfulness invites us to start with the question “What do you want?” To ask this to ourselves and to our partners and playmates.

What if the Goddess of Playfulness says, “It’s not play if anyone is compromising what they want. Or isn’t clear about what they want. I don’t approve of this.”

What if she wants us to answer the question “What kind of restaurant would you like to go to?” with candor? Even if you’d like to go to a Mexican restaurant but you’re not sure if the one you’re going with does.

What if the Goddess of Playfulness invites us to let go of our need to be right about everything? What if the addiction to being right (and fundamentalism) interferes with the lighthearted spirit of play? What if it makes the eternal river of joy within us less accessible?

What if when we are less attached to being right, we become more open to creativity, inventiveness, curiosity, exploration, and so forth? What if we are less likely to get stuck in the old patterns, the outworn behaviors, the dead-end streets that don’t lead to solutions when we are captured by the spirit of Play?

What if the spirit of Play can help us overcome perfectionism? Surely Thomas Edison had some playfulness within him and some curiosity (they go hand in hand). If he didn’t, I’m no so sure he would have persisted in trying one different approach after another. He failed in his efforts to create a lightbulb over 40 times. Time after time, he didn’t let the “failure” stop him—he didn’t let the “this isn’t perfect” get in the way.

What if the spirit of Play can help us create new neural networks? If you’ve never done needlepoint before and you take it up, you’ll start creatin new neural networks. For those who are interested in creating a new world, instead of dismantling the old, the spirit of Play can help in many ways on many levels. And besides, what if we get more done and do a better job when we’re having fun?

Say Yes to Life provides you with seven keys to unconditional, abundant living. Each key opens a doorway to experiencing life as a gift.

This book will guide you to the depths of your heart where you long to celebrate life with a wholehearted “Yes!”

You will be led to a place of greater authenticity.
You will be encouraged to take joy in who you are.
Only willingness is needed to embrace yourself with gladness.
With your true Self in the driver’s seat and the ego in the back seat, life takes on a new vibrancy.

Now you are present to yourself, to your companions, and the cosmos. The mountaintop appears and beckons you into the fullness that has always been awaiting you.

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Dear one, as you set forth on the new adventure offered by this book, give yourself permission to discover new facets of your multi-dimensionality. Allow yourself to vibrate on higher levels, closer to the mountaintop of joy without condition. Allow yourself to hear God say, “You are glorious!” Give yourself permission to say “Yes” whenever Source says “This is who you are.”

Never before has humanity lived in an age so ripe for transformation, happiness, harmony and cooperation.

Never before has the need for transformation been so apparent. Not that the need for transformation has never been so great; rather, the need has never been so visible. The darkness and impurities within the systems in our world are more visible and palpable today because we have entered an era of greater light.

Never before has the world been so prepared for a new arrangement of systems informed by integrity and compassion. Never before have so many people been poised for self-realization and the joy of living from integrity and authenticity.

This book is for those who long for the day when corruption will be replaced by the blossoming of goodness. It is written for those who want to see the flourishing of kindness throughout the world, through systems of commerce, governance, and medicine.

About the Author Elliott Robertson is a Happiness Coach. He holds an MA in Psychology and has been certified as a Happy for No Reason workshop facilitator. His articles have appeared in several magazines, including Science of Mind and Miracles Magazine.

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10 Things You Didn’t Know About Warwick’s Mermaid by Ellie Gray – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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10 Things You Didn’t Know About Warwick’s Mermaid

1. This was the most difficult to write of my three published books. Several times I almost shelved it and began to work on something else. But Chloe and Luke always pulled me back; their story deserved to be told. Warwick’s Mermaid is also the book I am most proud of.

2. I made several trips to Whitby and spent a weekend there to research the setting and to make sure I successfully captured the area in my writing.

3. There is one scene in the book where Chloe goes to Whitby Abbey and looks out across the harbour and out towards the cliffs. From there she can see her cottage, standing on the edge of the cliffs. This scene was based on my visit to Whitby Abbey and the little white cottage is actually there, as described in the book.

4. It wasn’t until quite late in the writing of the book that I realised Chloe had been a victim of domestic abuse. It explained so much of her behaviour and it meant that I had to go back to the beginning and re-write several scenes to explain her backstory.

5. In the first draft of Warwick’s Mermaid, Chloe didn’t leave Hardaker’s to work in the shop selling her own jewellery. She was perfectly happy staying where she was but it didn’t really move her story forward.

6. I toyed with the idea of calling this book ‘The Girl by The Sea’ but, in the end, decided to stay with my original working title.

7. Chloe always says hello and goodbye to newsreaders when she watches television, after all, it’s only polite to respond when they say ‘goodnight’. I do this too.

8. Chloe is also an excellent artist, although prefers to make jewellery to express herself.

9. The first scene that came into my head when planning Warwick’s Mermaid was the scene where Jasper is frightened by lightning and flees down to the beach in the storm. It was interesting to work back from that point to find out who this man was who risked his life to save both Chloe and Jasper.

10. It is a few years now since Chloe began selling her jewellery in Mark’s shop. She now has her own little shop in Whitby selling her jewellery as well as crystals, incense and candles. She and Luke are still together.

Having escaped an abusive relationship, Chloe MacGregor is determined to put the past behind her. The little cottage high up on the cliffs overlooking the beautiful North Yorkshire town of Whitby is her safe haven, somewhere she is free to be herself.

When the arrival of her new neighbor and boss, Luke Warwick, threatens her peaceful, sheltered life, Chloe is forced to confront her past and to re-evaluate who she really is. Falling in love with Luke is not part of her plan but, to her surprise, Luke is falling for her too. The only thing preventing their happy ever after is Chloe herself. Will she ever truly learn to leave the past where it belongs?

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Luke relaxed back in his chair, his body angled towards Chloe, one arm resting casually on the table, the other along the back of his chair. In stark contrast, she was sitting bolt upright, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, and his gaze narrowed thoughtfully as he watched her battling with some emotion. He had been taken by surprise when he saw her walk into the room with Lucie, recognising her instantly as the girl he had been captivated by on the beach below his cliff-top cottage. He remembered how her auburn curls, tumbling down to the base of her spine, had shone brightly in the sunlight as she collected shells along the shore, oblivious to his gaze. And now here she was again; except tonight she was tense and uneasy, whereas on the beach she had seemed relaxed, carefree, and somehow ethereal.

“Red or white?”

She looked up in surprise and Luke smiled faintly, gesturing to the wine bottles sitting on the table.

“Do you drink red or white?”

“Oh, er…white, please.” She briefly met his gaze before adding, “Can’t stand red.”

As he reached forward to pour her a glass, she snapped around to face him. “This isn’t a blind date, is it?”

He favoured her with a curious glance, taking his time with pouring himself a glass of water before settling back into his seat. “I’ve just moved to the area. A friend suggested the ball and put me in touch with Clive, and I couldn’t think of a good reason why not. He mentioned Lucie would be bringing a friend, but in answer to your question, no, I didn’t understand it to be a blind date.”

Chloe nodded and sipped at her wine, clearly unconvinced.

“I gather Lucie has persuaded you here under false pretences?” Aware that this was somehow a big deal for her, he frowned and leant forward. “Look, forget Lucie’s intentions, blind date or otherwise. Even if I hadn’t been invited as part of the group, you would still be sitting next to a stranger. Why don’t we start again as two people who happen to meet up at a ball, safe in the knowledge that, after this evening, we don’t have to see each other ever again if we don’t want to?”

“Luke Warwick.” He reached out his hand, holding her gaze.

After a brief hesitation, she took it, the tension visibly leaving her body as she smiled at him in relief. “Chloe MacGregor.”

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I love to write heartwarming, contemporary romance, and romantic suspense novels, with characters I really want my readers to engage with. I live in the beautiful East Riding of Yorkshire in the UK and, although I work full-time in the public sector, my favourite pastime, when not writing, is wandering around old stately homes and castles, or sitting at a pavement café in the sun and watching the world go by – always on the lookout for something that might spark the idea for my next novel.

I enjoy engaging with both readers and other authors, and am a proud member of the Romantic Novelist Association. Feel free to contact me and chat about all things romance through my social media pages, which you can find at the bottom of this page.

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Soft Gold by Megan Slayer – Spotlight and Giveaway

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Three hearts can equal one great love…

Hera, the goddess of mothering and childbirth, wants more than to be Zeus’s throwaway partner. She wants a lover and a hot romance she can call her own, but she’s not sure she deserves to be happy. When she meets Crane in Vegas, all bets are off.

Crane Gray is a man of contradiction. On the stage, he’s a superstar, but at home, he’s alone. He wants love and Hera is the woman of his dreams. But Crane has unfinished business with John.

John has loved Crane for so long and only wants him to be happy. When he sees Crane with Hera, he knows what’s been missing between them and craves making Hera their third.

Can these three make a go of their relationship despite the glare of the spotlight or will a mistake from Hera’s past threaten their future?

Be Warned: menage sex (MMF), anal sex

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“Do you know who I am?” He narrowed his eyes. “Do you?”

“Not a clue. I thought you were a handsome man who happened to share my elevator car,” she said, trying to be nonchalant. Once he learned her true identity, he’d want something from her. “That’s it. Should I know you?”

“You don’t know?” he asked.

He must be the Crane Gray he’d bragged about. She rolled her eyes. “I’ve said it already. I don’t know you.” She wasn’t lying, even if she’d guessed his identity. “I thought we had a connection, but now I’m scared of you, so I’m leaving.” She turned on her heel and crossed the room.

“Wait.” He touched her arm. “You don’t know?”

“No.” She propped her hand on her hip. “I’d like to go now—if you don’t mind.” This must be part of what Leto meant by screwing with her happiness. Sometimes things with guys just didn’t work out.

“Please don’t.” He held his hand out to her. “I’m Crane Gray and it’s nice to meet you—someone who doesn’t know me. I’ve got a concert here at the hotel tonight. I should be prepping for it, but I just don’t care and I want out of my life for a while. You fascinate me and I’m enjoying myself here in the bar. I’d like you to stay. Please?”

She debated what to do. Stay with Crane, the celebrity, or find someone a little more boring.

“Will you at least tell me your name?” he asked. “Have a drink with me?”

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Megan Slayer, aka Wendi Zwaduk, is a multi-published, award-winning author of more than one-hundred short stories and novels. She’s been writing since 2008 and published since 2009. Her stories range from the contemporary and paranormal to LGBTQ and white hot themes. No matter what the length, her works are always hot, but with a lot of heart. She enjoys giving her characters a second chance at love, no matter what the form. She’s been nominated at the LRC for Best Author, Best Contemporary, Best Ménage, Best BDSM and Best Anthology. Her books have made it to the bestseller lists on Amazon.com.

When she’s not writing, Megan spends time with her husband and son as well as three dogs and three cats. She enjoys art, music and racing, but football is her sport of choice. She’s an active member of the Friends of the Keystone-LaGrange Public library.

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What Lessons I Learned from My Heroine by Lauren Sevier and A. Smith – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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What Lessons I Learned from My Heroine

I absolutely love this question! Bonnie is a really complex character, but most importantly she’s a strong, independent, sexually empowered woman in a world that keeps trying to make her less than that. Bonnie is a product of her environment, having seen the worst of humanity consistently from a young age. She’s a sexual abuse victim, witnessed a horrible tragedy at a young age, and when we first meet her in the novel her heart is really closed off.

She does that to protect herself. Because caring about people is more dangerous to her than half of the adventures she finds herself embroiled in. But over the course of the novel we see her opening up and softening towards the other characters in the books. She learns to forgive, to embrace her past as the past, and to love.

Bonnie is strong in so many ways and writing her character taught me a lot about the different kinds of strength someone can possess. She’s confident and sure of herself, which is something I personally struggle with. She’s taught herself how to survive in a world ravaged by nuclear war that has reverted back to a very Darwinistic ‘kill or be killed’ ‘only the strong survive’ type mentality. She’s also really strong in the way that she learns to love and forgive. It’s the hardest thing in the world for her to do, but she does it anyway.

There’s actually a point in the novel where she’s faced with the choice to either do the clearly smart thing and survive, or risk her own personal safety for the people she’s come to care about. For me, that was a pretty powerful moment. Being scared and closed off was the easy choice. Looking out for herself first was sort of her status quo, at least until then. It was this moment that acted as a catalyst for change and growth in her character and made me see her strength in a whole new light.

Bonnie’s also not a very likeable character. She’s brash, too honest most of the time, and doesn’t pull punches. She’ll be the first one to tell you if you’re doing something stupid and she won’t be nice about it. Especially if whatever stupid thing you’re doing puts her or her friends in danger. But, what I’ve learned is that she doesn’t have to be likeable to be deserving of redemption or love. There was someone who was going to love her because of who she was and not in spite of it. And that’s true of all of us.

I love that Bonnie’s no-nonsense, straight talkin’, comfortable walkin’ on the dark side personality shines so fully in this novel. I also really love all the vulnerability that we see from her as she grows throughout the book. I hope anyone who reads it learns to love her as much as I do. Because I think even though she isn’t very likeable, she’s very relatable and realistic.

In a world where safety is a luxury and honor is found only among outlaws, two people attempt to outrun danger lurking around each corner and the tragedies that define them.

Bonnie is an outlaw on the run. Beautiful but dangerous; her dark past stalks her like the crater beasts that roam the desert. As the notoriously cruel outlaw Jones sends his henchmen to track her down and retrieve the gun she stole from him, Bonnie hopes she can stay one step ahead. Because if he catches her, a fate worse than death awaits.

Jesse always dreamed of leaving the farm to explore the ruins of the big cities. He just never imagined he’d be forced to flee after strange men burned down his rural mountain town and murdered everyone he loved. Responsible for his kid brother and searching for an uncle he’s never met before, he isn’t sure he can navigate the perils of life among con artists and thieves long enough to find him.

Their two paths collide as they find themselves thrown together on the adventure of a lifetime.

Together, they may just discover that life is about more than just surviving.

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One small change in position and now each of my soft curves was pressed intimately against the tall, hard length of his unyielding body. His blue eyes blazed in the dim light of the alley, reading something on my face that urged him on. This was supposed to be my trap.

His hands were buried in my hair now, a thumb tracing over my cheek to land on my bottom lip. I knew what he wanted. Parting my mouth, I wrapped my lips around the pad of his thumb, my tongue flicking against it before sucking softly. A deep thunderous sound rumbled through his chest to shake me down to my bones. His hand in my hair slid to the back of my head, pulling my mouth closer to his. He wanted me to kiss him. He wanted this to be more than a transaction. He wanted me to want him back.

I brushed my nose against his, and he stilled. All other motion and sensation forgotten as his eyes landed on my mouth, inching closer to his. I drank in the taste of his breath, a faint echo of the taste of his lips from before. My head tilted to the side, and he brushed the hair away from my face to see me more clearly as I angled toward him. He swallowed down whatever desperate words were on the tip of his tongue, and I took his chin in my hand, mouths open and millimeters apart.

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About the Authors: Lauren Sevier & A. Smith are long time friends and co-authors from southern Louisiana. Guns & Smoke, their first joint publication, began as a “short” story after having too much wine on girl’s night. Nine years later it is now the first novel in a Dystopian/Western Romance series. The duo has plans to publish several series together in the future. A. Smith spends her time with her two rescue dogs and rescue cat surrounding herself with books and Labyrinth paraphernalia. Lauren Sevier collects antique tea cups and tries to stay sane, though as the mother of a toddler she fails brilliantly most days. She also has a growing collection of crowns and tiaras and likes to act silly on TikTok. Look for more thrilling novels from The Fools Adventure series in the future!

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Settings for Stories are Critical by Brenda Maria Smith – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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Settings for Stories are Critical

The setting for a novel can be as important as any character. Climate, weather, and culture will affect character behavior every day; it can even influence their dispositions and moods.

Imagine, for instance, that you’re living through an apocalypse in Texas with no electricity. How will you feel when the temperature reaches one hundred degrees day after day and only falls to eight-five at night? You have to work long hours in the blistering sun to grow food that withers in the heat. You have no air conditioners; you don’t even have a fan except one you power with your hand. You are short on water so you can’t sufficiently hydrate yourself or dunk your head in a bucket to cool down. You need that water for drinking and cooking and fighting germs. The circumstances would make me pretty darned cranky or despondent—or both.

But if you were in a similar situation in, say, northern Canada in the winter, character concerns would be entirely different—trying to stay warm, melting snow for your water, a short growing season for your crops. When the snows melt, you might have too much water on your hands.

Or if you lived somewhere that didn’t have electricity and running water to begin with, you might not be affected at all by a solar pulse that fries the grid and causes the cars to no longer run. On an island paradise, you might not even care.

Setting is critical to your story. Many authors travel to the locales where they set their novels, and that’s a wonderful practice, if you are able and can afford it. I’m partly disabled, though, so I can’t travel. Luckily, I’ve lived a lot of different places in the past and have traveled to others, so I can set my stories in times and places I’m already familiar with.

Long ago, I lived in western Louisiana for a year and in Baton Rouge for another. I set my first novel there, Something Radiates. Louisiana is a great place for a paranormal thriller or Gothic horror, with the lush swamps and bayous; the long-legged birds and alligators; the mosquitoes so thick and slow you can wipe them off your arms; the Spanish moss dripping from the trees; the regular threat of hurricanes and tropical storms; the damp, sweltering air carrying the scent of magnolia and wisteria. It’s a beautiful, mysterious, and tragic land. In the book, the characters travel across Texas to Oklahoma City—a trip I’ve made a hundred times—and on to Boulder, Colorado, and a cave in the mountains where I’d once camped out.

For If Darkness Takes Us and its standalone sequel, If the Light Escapes (which comes out this August 24th), I set the novel in an altered version of my own neighborhood in South Austin, Texas. I did this because the drought here at the time, and the raging wildfires nearby, were part of what spurred me to write the story.

But I moved the creek that is east of my subdivision to the west next to the railroad tracks. I shoved the whole neighborhood one block to the east. I made all the yards and houses slightly bigger, with a lot of three-car garages. And, while I kept the names of the bigger streets, I changed the names of the residential ones. In the sequel, I ventured into another neighborhood a couple of miles east, but I moved things there as well, mainly a creek—seems to be a theme.

The advantages of using my own neighborhood were enormous. I’ve lived in Austin for forty years, and in this particular house for twenty-six of them. I know the climate, the weather, and the neighborhood well. I’m familiar with the mosquitoes and fire ants that will take over if you don’t regularly spray for them—organically, of course. I’ve seen forty winters here, where the outdoor temperatures can go back and forth from freezing to hot every few days. I’m used to getting big rainstorms in the spring, sometimes flooding rains that cause a great deal of damage. And hailstorms, which can ruin your roof and knock dents in your cars, can also flatten crops you’re trying to grow.

And then there are Texas summers, which usually start in April and last until mid-October. When the rain stops in mid-summer and the temps can reach 112, the grass dies, the trees struggle, and the creeks dry up, as do many wells and springs. Texas is a great setting for an apocalypse. It almost is one already, although things are fairly lush in Austin compared to western parts of the state.

Setting the novel inside the city limits in a subdivision was also a deliberate choice. I wanted it to be hard to farm the shallow soil that’s only a couple of feet thick above the limestone bedrock.

It’s not your normal apocalyptic situation on purpose. I think people would be reluctant to leave their shelters unless they are forced to, even if that shelter is no longer electrified and air-conditioned. Plus, how can they leave if they don’t have cars? The only way is to walk or ride a bike, and you can’t carry much with you that way. I’m staying home where I have a grill to cook on, clothes and blankets, pots and pans, dishes and silverware, chairs and tables and beds.

Wherever we set our stories, we need to include authentic details that make the story real to readers. We don’t need to narrate these details, but we must show our characters being affected by the weather and using the props that set the stage. It makes for better stories that will be satisfying for readers and writers alike.

In suburban Austin, Texas, Bea Crenshaw secretly prepares for apocalypse, but when a solar pulse destroys modern life, she’s left alone with four grandkids whose parents don’t return home. She must teach these kids to survive without power, cars, phones, running water, or doctors in a world fraught with increasing danger. And deciding whether or not to share food with her starving neighbors puts her morality to the test.

If Darkness Takes Us is realistic post-apocalyptic science-fiction that focuses on a family in peril, led by a no-nonsense grandmother who is at once funny, controlling, and heroic in her struggle to hold her family together with civility and heart.

The book is available now. It’s sequel, If the Light Escapes, is told in the voice of Bea’s eighteen-year-old grandson, Keno Simms, and will be released by SFK Press on August 24, 2021.

“Bea Crenshaw is one of the most unique characters in modern literature—a kick-ass Grandma who is at once tough and vulnerable, and well-prepared to shepherd her extended family through an EMP disaster, or so she thinks.”

—Laura Creedle, Award-winning Author of The Love Letters of Abelard and Lily

“There is real, identifiable humanity, subtle and sweet and sad, and events utterly shattering in their intensity.”

—Pinckney Benedict, Author of Dogs of God, Miracle Boy, and more

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No matter how desperately a mother loves you, she can only put up with so much. And so, the day came when Mother Nature lashed out against us.

I understood where Nature was coming from. My family never listened to me either, which is why I didn’t tell them about the guns I’d bought.

The whole thing started with the train wreck.

On a Friday in early October, the young adults in my family went to the Oklahoma-Texas game up in Dallas—a big football rivalry around here. They dragged my husband, Hank the Crank, along with them, leaving me in South Austin with my grandchildren.

At the time, I was glad to see Hank go. He’d been making me crazy since he retired: hovering like a gnat; micromanaging my coffee-making; griping at me for reading instead of waiting attentively for him to spout something terse. Lord, I needed a break from that man. The three-day trip to Dallas seemed perfect.

I wasn’t a built-in-babysitter type of grandma, and I only saw my four grandkids together as a group on birthdays and holidays. For weeks I’d been excited about spending a long weekend alone with them.

A cruel trick sometimes, getting what you ask for.

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Brenda Marie Smith lived off the grid for many years in a farming collective where her sons were delivered by midwives. She’s been a community activist, managed student housing co-ops, produced concerts to raise money for causes, done massive quantities of bookkeeping, and raised a small herd of teenage boys.

Brenda is attracted to stories where everyday characters transcend their own limitations to find their inner heroism. She and her husband reside in a grid-connected, solar-powered home in South Austin, Texas. They have more grown kids and grandkids than they can count.

Her first novel, Something Radiates, is a paranormal romantic thriller; If Darkness Takes Us and its sequel, If the Light Escapes, are post-apocalyptic science fiction.

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