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Published: Sat, 07/05/14
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- Across the Sea by C. Lynn Biccum
About Across the Sea by C. Lynn Biccum
Olivia Stonehouse is the daughter of a wealthy English baron who is obsessed with marrying her off to the highest bidder. Instead of accepting her fate she runs away to Virginia, leaving her life of privilege and entering a world of which she knows nothing. Landing in Williamsburg, she meets Jackson, a Powhatan Indian, and Henry Dorset, a fellow Englishman and lodger in her boardinghouse. Neither man is what he seems and she’s not sure who to trust.
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- Mr. B
Actors have confidence. People who don’t? They stay behind the scenes. Nathaniel ran lights and sound for his Aunt, up in the booth, where it was safe. He’d been living a quiet life, one of fear, one where all the people he cared about were gone.
Auditions for the next show are coming up this weekend. Mr. B, the greatest actor the world has ever known, will be stopping by.
There is something buried far below the theatre, in the heart of the Earth, the abyss, the pit—a place he calls home. There’s a staircase that leads all the way up to the world above. A very long staircase.
Now it’s only a matter of timing.
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Hello all!I am an avid reader of all things YA and middle grade (and the occasional adult books too), and a compulsive storyteller. I am also an Editor for Stinkwaves, a new YA literary magazine filled with flash fiction, illustrations and poetry. (See website for submission details!)
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- Trout Fishing For Bodies (Book 2) by Robert K. Swisher Jr.
About Trout Fishing For Bodies (Book 2) by Robert K. Swisher Jr.:I came around a small bend in the river and there was a pool over ten feet wide and twenty feet long. The water was so deep I couldn’t see the bottom of the stream. A thick stand of red alders grew on the far side of the pool. There was no way there wasn’t a trout waiting anxiously for my wooly worm in the deep swirling water. A skittish water spider darted away from me as I cast my wooly worm. My Guardian Angel leaned back against a tree with a worried look on his face – either that or he had an attack of gas.
Cast after cast invaded the pool with no trout. I decided to add weight to my line to sink the wooly worm deeper into the water. I attached two small lead split shot to the leader and plunked the wooly worm back into the water. It hadn’t drifted more than two feet when suddenly my line stopped. I pulled back with enough force I could have set the hook in a shark’s jaw. The rod bowed fiercely, but there was no thrashing on the end of the line, disappointedly, only the steady pull of a snag. I don’t think fried snag would taste good unless I was a vegetarian and into soggy tree bark. Although, in some places, soggy tree bark might cost $18.95 for a lunch special – especially if the soggy tree bark was soaked in high mountain, sparkling, stream water, and served by a girl who didn’t shave her legs or under her armpits.
“Cut the line and let’s get out of here,” my Guardian Angel yelled and took several quick steps back toward camp.
For some reason, the cheap fly that had been made in India was important to me, and instead of breaking the line, I put my hand around the snag and pulled with all my might. If I could get the snag up and out of the water, I could see what I would have to do to get my fly. The first thing I saw coming out of the gloom of the water sent shivers down my spine. It was not a tree limb, but a hand, a woman’s hand, with long slim fingers, painted red nails, a diamond ring, and a gold and diamond tennis bracelet. The naked body bobbed inches below the surface as I held onto the arm, my wooly worm was embedded in the crook of her left elbow. The face, opened eyed, gazed vacantly at me in bewilderment, as the long blond hair curled around her head like golden seaweed. I know the lady did not drown. There was a small hole in her temple – the type caused by a bullet.
“Oh Roosevelt,” my Guardian Angel moaned, burying his face in his hands. “I tried to warn you. But no, will you ever listen to me, what am I, just another pretty face?”
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I started writing in 1967. I have 14 traditionally published novels and have indied 5 with one being worked on now. I am lisyed in Contemporary Writes and Who’s Who in the West. I have lived the writer’s life and had so many odd jobs I have lost count.Trout Fishing For Bodies (Book 2) by Robert K. Swisher Jr. is a post from Awesome Gang
- The Making of Nebraska Brown
About The Making of Nebraska Brown:The last thing eighteen-year-old Ann Leigh remembers is running from her boyfriend in a thick Nebraska cornfield. This morning she’s staring down a cool Italian sunrise, an entire continent from the life she once knew. The events of the eighteen months in between have inexplicably gone missing from her memory.
All at once she’s living with Tommy, an attractive, young foreigner asking for her continued love. Though he’s vaguely familiar, she recalls a boy named Shane in America who she reluctantly agreed to marry. Juggling a new world while her old one is still M.I.A is difficult enough without the terrifying movie scenes spinning a dizzy loop in her mind: glimpses of a devastating house fire, a romance gone wrong, an unplanned pregnancy, and a fractured family – each claiming to be part of who she once was – a girl and a past somehow discarded.
Ann Leigh must collect the pieces of herself to become whole again, but she doesn’t know who to trust especially when Tommy’s lies become too obvious to ignore. And above all, her heart aches to discover what became of the child she may or may not have given birth to.
The Making of Nebraska Brown tells the story of one girl’s coming apart from the inside and the great lengths she’ll go to reclaim herself and find her way home.
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As a young girl who spent her allowance on Nancy Drew mysteries, Louise realized that one day, she might have a story of her own to tell. Maybe even more than one story. After years focused on raising her children she eventually reconnected with her passion for creative writing and authored her first novel, Wishless, a contemporary YA, released in 2011.Louise devotes a portion of each day to honing her skills. She has several other novels currently in various stages of development as well as a two-book collection of short stories being released in September 2014.
A confirmed bibliophile, Louise enjoys reading outdoors on a warm spring day and watching her pup chase leaves on a breeze. She looks forward to meeting others who share her love of the written word and invites you to visit her blog, her website and follow her on Twitter and Facebook.
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