Va Va Voom Verbs

If I could offer only one piece of advice… if I had to pick one thing that would most improve your writing, it would be to use colorful, vivid verbs. Of course, there are many aspects that g…

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Cover Reveal Winell Road by Kate Foster

Cover Reveal Winell Road by Kate Foster

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Today is the cover reveal for Winell Road by Kate Foster. This cover reveal is organized by Lola’s Blog Tours.

Winell Road (Winell Road #1)
by Kate Foster
Genre: Science-fiction
Age category: Middle Grade
Release Date: 2 September 2016

Blurb:
Living on Winell Road is hardly fun, not when your neighbors are weirder than your own parents.
But the road has a secret that few people know.
And Jack’s about to uncover it.

Mystery, action and adventure. This award-winning sci-fi series is “highly recommended” for middle grade readers.

For fans of Men in Black and Zac Power, Winell Road is jam-packed with “loads of twists and turns” that will keep you guessing to the end.

You can find Winell Road on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25597250-winell-road

You can pre-order Winell Road here:
– Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Winell-Road-Kate-Foster-ebook/dp/B01J6XJEPS/

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About the Author:
Kate is an Englishwoman lapping up the sunshine on the Gold Coast in Australia with her family. She’s a freelance editor, editorial director at Lakewater Press, and a middle grade Pitch Wars mentor.

You can find and contact Kate here:
– Website: http://www.katefosterauthor.com/
– Editing website: http://www.katejfoster.com/
– Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/winellroad/
– Twitter: https://twitter.com/winellroad
– Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/13831685.Kate_Foster

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The Birth of a Novel: Butterfly Bones

The Birth of a Novel: Butterfly Bones

 

Five years ago, while listening to The Cure, a song called “Caterpillar” came on.Eating Caterpillar I’d heard this song a million times. But for some reason, this time the music and lyrics spoke to me. The title of a book emerged: THE CATERPILLAR GIRL. Before I knew it, the idea for a short story revealed itself.

The earliest version depicted a bullied teen girl with a rare bone disease getting revenge on her tormentors. Blood and gore were at the forefront. So I grabbed a notebook and jotted down my ideas. BETHANY KEATLEY, the MC, crawled from the ashes of my imagination and evolved into a 3-D character. And it wasn’t long before I molded and breathed life into JEREMIAH WRIGHT, Bethany’s best friend and love interest. Along with many other characters, the story flickered to life.

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I characterized and plotted until I knew every detail about my characters and the story I wanted to tell. Time to write the novel.

 

But something strange happened.

 

No matter how hard I tried, Bethany refused to star in a horror novel. Instead, she pushed me to pen her story—a journey through great loss, tremendous change, and the harsh reality that Mother Nature and Father Time can’t be cheated.mother nature

About a month later, I finished the short story. But Bethany still wasn’t happy. I hadn’t told her whole story—not the way she wanted me to. So I set the story aside and listened to my character.

Her wants. Her needs. Her weaknesses. Her strengths. Her story.

Soon, the short story morphed into a full novel, just over eighty thousand words. But that wasn’t the end.

After suggestions from contest mentors, I rewrote the beginning, switched the POV from third to first person, and changed the tense from past to present. The changes allowed me to see holes in the story where I hadn’t before and to make Bethany’s journey even stronger. Like my MC, my story experienced metamorphosis.butterfly1.jpg

Fast forward to signing with Lakewater Press; the editor, Kate Foster, asked me how I felt about a title change. My heart dropped and a lump formed in my throat. No way. The title had always been The Caterpillar Girl—the title had inspired the book.

But as Kate threw out ideas and BUTTERFLY BONES was born, I replayed the suggested title over and over in my head, as well as reciting it out loud—growing fonder of the change with every pass over my tongue.

And then it hit me. BUTTERFLY BONES had a double meaning.MP900444860

  1. Butterflies are fragile, yet tough as hell, and so is my MC.
  2. Since her bones are strengthened from butterfly DNA, Bethany literally has “butterfly bones.”

And that was it. I agreed to the title change and haven’t looked back.

And how does Bethany feel about the change?

She thinks it’s the shizz—freaking shizz-tastic!image

 

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The Habit of Writing

Your mother taught you the benefit of good habits and when it comes to writing, consistent practice is essential. In the busyness of life, how do we accomplish this? When I first started writing, m…

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Butterfly Bones Cover Reveal

 

 

 

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by Rebecca L. Carpenter
Genre: YA Sci-fi
Lakewater Press
Summary:

Bethany should be dead, just like the doctors predicted. But along came the butterflies, altering the order of nature.
And now nature is hell bent on revenge.
Because when fate’s path is disrupted, it’s only a matter of time before balance must be restored.

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About the Author
Rebecca Carpenter is a native of western Colorado. She is married with two grown children and has been blessed with four amazing grandchildren. She owns and directs a large childcare center where she shares her love for books. In her spare time, she freelances as a copy editor, helping others attain their writing dreams. She finds solace and clarity while spending time with her husband exploring the beautiful mountains of Colorado.

Author Links:
Website│Twitter│Facebook│Goodreads

 

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In the Blood Book Tour

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<strong>In the Blood: The Witchbreed, Book One by R.L. Martínez</strong>

Genre: Fantasy

Publisher: <a href=”http://lakewaterpress.com”>Lakewater Press</a>

Date of Publication: March 21, 2016

ISBN: 978-0-9944511-0-1
ISBN: 978-0-9944511-1-8
ASIN: B019X8WCWI

Number of pages: 370
Word Count: app. 122,000

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<p style=”text-align: center;”><strong>Blurb</strong></p>
<strong><em>The Warrior</em></strong>

The war between Dosalyn and Roanaan has ended, but a new battle begins for prisoner-of-war, Ottilde Dominax. Dreams of her witchbreed twin sister are visions of death and betrayal. Driven by their grim warning, she escapes her captors and races across nations to save her sister.

But she may arrive too late…

<strong><em>The Witch</em></strong>

Oriabel Dominax has kept her healing magic secret while she cares for her family’s struggling estate. But the arrival of a new lord with secrets of his own, the discovery of a dark and addictive magic, and threats from a cruel blackmailer push Oriabel closer to disaster. Through it all, the Witch’s Tree calls…

Cover Artist <a href=”http://elwicker.com”>E.L. Wicker</a>

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<p style=”text-align: left;”><span style=”font-size: medium;”><strong>Excerpt</strong></span></p>
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“296.”

Angry hisses and mutters rippled through the assembly at the announcement of Ottilde’s number.

The guard at the front of their formation watched with a bored expression as the other inmates spat at her feet. “King Killer,” the woman next to her hissed. Ottilde swallowed and her grip on the heartstone tightened. Chroy had not been a king when she threw her knife into his throat, not yet. But he had been their future, their hope.

Ottilde raised one hand into the air. “Here.” The commotion died down after he called a few more numbers and Ottilde let out her long-held breath. She loosened her fingers from around the heartstone. They came away aching with the force of her hold.

When all the prisoners were accounted for, several inmates broke formation to walk to the dining house for breakfast. The guards, however, growled at them to remain in line, shoving some of the slower ones back into place.

Ottilde frowned at the change in routine, and peered around. Prison Chief Wilder Coomb strode towards them on the other side of the wire fence that formed the front of the yard, his adjutant close at his side. One of the guards unlocked the yard gate and stood back as the Chief entered.

Wilder Coomb was a formidable man. He might once have been handsome, but life had bullied him viciously. His shaved head sported a deep, curling scar on one side of his scalp, while his face and neck carried similar gruesome marks. One earlobe was missing, which gave his head a cock-eyed appearance when viewed straight on. A jagged horizontal line along his neck indicated someone had tried to cut his throat at one time. But Ottilde believed the most impressive scar lay behind the patch over his left eye. The silvery tail of the wound snaked down his cheek and neck to disappear in the stiff collar of his forest green officer’s coat.

Upon reaching the front of the prisoner formations, he folded his hands behind his back and swept a contemptuous eye over them. Ottilde could only imagine what he saw as he stared at them, the ragged unlucky soldiers taken prisoner during the recent Pleinour War. For a moment, Chief Coomb’s hard, dark eye settled on her and she lifted her chin, refusing to show him how much he intimidated her. But his gaze moved on, and she sensed the subtle shift of discomfort in the prisoners around her when one of them felt the whip of his gaze

He held up a sheaf of folded papers; a letter, judging by the regular creases.

“Queen Kuonrada has fled and Deauxerr has vanquished her armies.”

The prisoners shuffled and muttered. The cold air warmed with the force of their anger and humiliation. Ottilde kept her eyes on Chief Coomb’s face, though she felt a good portion of their collective rage focused on her. She knew she held blame for breaking the back of Roanaan’s fighting spirit.

“Over the last several weeks,” Coomb continued, “those with authority in such matters have considered what to do with you all. I have a list of officers and knights to be traded for Deauxerr soldiers now held by the remnant of Roanaan’s military as an act of diplomatic faith. Step forward when I read your number. You will be readied immediately for transport to the exchange point.” He snapped his fingers and his adjutant took the letter from his hand, replacing it with a single sheet of dark paper. Coomb scanned it and shouted out prisoner numbers.

Ottilde’s breathing grew irregular with hope as each man or woman came forward in answer to the prison chief’s summons. But he reached the last number on the list without calling hers. Her stomach soured as she watched a contingent of guards escort the fifty or so fortunate prisoners from the yard.

Once the yard gate had shut again. Chief Coomb’s adjutant handed him another paper. “Now, King Talin of Deauxerr has decided to offer those of you with reports of good conduct and no criminal past the opportunity to swear fealty to the Deauxerr crown. Talin has granted you permission to return to Roanaan or settle in Deauxerr; also, you will be given a small subsidy to start your new life. If you wish to accept this offer, step forward when I read your number.” He sounded off another list of prisoners. Again, Ottilde listened tensely for her number, though she knew how unlikely it was she would hear it this time.

Coomb must have called a hundred numbers or more, but Ottilde estimated only forty prisoners stepped forward. They averted their eyes from those who remained in the formations. Another handful of guards led this group from the yard.

“As for the rest of you,” Coomb said, “you are to be moved to a civilian prison facility where you will no longer be my concern.” He folded his arms behind his back. “Remember, as long as you remain in this camp, or in the custody of my staff, you will obey Lachlas regulations. Everyone will appear for morning roll every day. You all know what will happen should even one of your numbers go missing.” He gave them a last menacing glare then stalked to the yard gate.

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<p style=”text-align: center;”><strong>About the Author:</strong></p>
<a href=”http://elwicker.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/Martinez-Photo.jpg&#8221; rel=”attachment wp-att-1891″><img class=”aligncenter wp-image-1891″ src=”http://elwicker.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/Martinez-Photo-300×201.jpg&#8221; alt=”SONY DSC” width=”405″ height=”272″ /></a>R.L. Martinez writes fantasy and science fiction with dark edges and corners. She began writing when she was in the seventh grade when her teacher assigned a creative writing project. She lives in Norman, OK with her husband, two young sons, a mouse-killing cat, and two naughty pooches.

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Website – <a href=”http://robinlmartinez.com/”>http://robinlmartinez.com/</a&gt;

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If My Characters Were Cocktails…

Since today I celebrate the release of In the Blood, I thought it might be fun to talk about… alcohol. Namely, what alcoholic beverages (e.g. cocktails) remind me of the primary characters (a…

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