In the capital of Indian country, on the murals of Aztec Avenue and down the street at Ford Motors, it was payday. A perfect storm greeted the Navajo, the Hopi, and the Zuni; even as far away as Arizona, the huge Pima had gathered. Pick-up trucks and ever gleeful children rode in the open air. It didn't matter the highway. Route 666, though having ...

In the aftermath of a painful truth about the death of an American boy on an American shore, I taught my racial psychology class, and the irony did not escape us last night. It is in the pre-holiday spirit where the teacher does not want to teach; the students do not want to learn. Early dismissal and goodbye. But it just doesn't go down that way. ...

Honest to a fault, I thought. My little pension was carrying me through, and I NEVER stole a dime, I swear, but now I  feel I may be involved in something very weird.About seven days ago, my pension check came into my Chase account as it usually does at the end of the month through ACH. Along with that, another ACH electronic check was posted....

Hurricane Sandy was the storm that changed the beach. I remember sitting under the boardwalk. How it took a long time to reach the shore. Today at Coney Island, the sea has wiped the distance away. There is no more shore line. In a few more hurricanes, there will be no beach. Maybe no people. New York is going under the water from which it came. Ha...

Thanksgiving is a few days away. I’ll spend it with my husband, calling our kids who live too far away to visit, remembering our mothers who have left this world. Neither Terry’s nor my mother lived to enjoy this day, but we did. And we remember and give thanks for the good times when my mother was healthy and his mother still had a steel-trap memory. We forget the bad times when my mother was dying from lung cancer and his mother slipping into dementia.

For years, the two mommies, Terry and I celebrated a string of wonderful days. Mother’s Day, within a week of my mother’s birthday. His mother’s birthday in September. Our wedding anniversary on May 11. We joined together in a group celebration with presents for each special day.

“If you really want to know yourself, start writing a book”

_Theodore Roosevelt_

1. I promise to always be true to the character’s personality even when you as a reader don’t always agree or understand.

2. I promise to not drag out a series longer than what the story truly demands just to milk you of your hard earned dollars.

There are titans vying for control and Indie authors are like the David's of our time. The titans don't go by the names of HarperCollins or Penguin Random House. Those folks are still in shock that we dared to, with the help of Amazon and Smashwords, come forth like a dark horse and break every fence that exists with the e-book phenomena, but they may have the last laugh. Anything that builds too fast can have weak legs and the sheer weight may bring it tumbling down.

Thousands of writers have been walking in the desert for years with no home for their novels. Finally, they had a mechanism to share their hard work that had been shunned by the old guard. Even insightful authors who wrote for big houses saw the opportunity. They took their backlists and tried again in the new frontier. Their fans followed. No more waiting two years for a book to be presented into the hands of their readers, and the authors earned most of the marbles.

It’s nothing short of infuriating!  It does no less than put your soul in a bench vice!  It makes you want to throw up your hands, spew a string of profanities that would make Gordon Ramsey blush and abandon this maddening thing called writing!!  It’s an energy stealing, soul sucking, universe imploding ailment called writer’s block and it is the equivalent of writer’s erectile dysfunction.

You sit down to your work, be it on a computer, typewriter or a pencil and paper.  Your desire to write bursting at the seams of your soul to explode forth and cover the screen or page with all the wondrous ideas your brains’ firing synapses can muster.  All of creation is waiting with bated breath to read the golden nuggets spilling forth from your fingertips!

Often in life God takes us on obstacles that are designed to mold us into superhuman beings.... (If you BELIEVE in God you must think that possible.) And to be supper human you had to endure a few things, and in that you learn to respect all things and take them just as they are. After all God designed them to teach you how to be the best you, you can be. Why not take lessons from the one who created me. But, we must learn to humble ourselves to life's lessons when taught. Allowing it to pierce your soul deep within causing a careful prayer to be spoken under a breath of air; when a reminder approaches us we remember the adventure we once stared in the face. When once I was lead astray and disobeyed my Father and received the punishment to be.... Unbelievably it was that He'd never live my side and was with me all the time. Before your able to bask in His love to much... Here comes another trial that laying at your feet reminding me to keep doing the best you can. Not wanting or wishing to relate to anything but the moment and the skin you are standing in. Staring back at you in the mirror is the Lord who has yet done it again... I know no soul that can make me whole when I know I am not complete. YOU are my goal LORD it is you WHO I choose to be more like. The He that is in me.  It is you who has never led me wrong but always right. You Father are The Apple of my Eye!  

Everything happens for a reason. If you choose to believe that reason is to send you spiraling into the season the Lord has chosen for you, you can't fail no matter what happens to you.

I choose to accept my happenings...do you?

When your circumstances lead you down unseen pathways. It will not matter which path you take as long as your guide is God. You'll always end up exactly where you should be. 

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I hope I have uploaded my information correctly.... possibly not.... but the above link is to 'Expected' by Sarah England. This is comedy fiction published by crooked cat a few weeks ago. In paperback and kindle on amazon, smashwords and crooked cat. 

OK. You've started your thriller. Murdered off a character. The police are on their way. Now what?

Hello my Charmaine Galloway and I am so excited that my debut novel is now in stores!!! Its called Girlfriends Secrets and it is a Christian Fiction Novel.

A research scientist discovers the anti androgen hormone. It inhibits sexual libido, once it is induced into an organism. However, it factors at an excelled rate, not only quelling sexual urges, but shutting down reproductive organs and halting the production of natural hormones. This causes rapid aging, mass depression, and unbridled violence resulting in suicide and murder among the populations that were induced with the AA hormone. Can a solution or reversal for the effects of the anti androgen hormone be found? Or is mankind headed for extinction?

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I see almost everywhere the phrase  " Creative Writing " But just what is Creative Writing?

Is it something that someone has just created and we are supposed to say WOW!

You authors asked for it...and I got it for ya!  Open Book presents Leigh Walls (Illustrator & Writer).  Q sat down with former Marvel and FacePalm Comic writer and illustrator Mr. Leigh (pronounced Lee) Walls to give you a glimpse of an illustrator's life.  This was filmed in December 2012, so sorry for the late release.  Sit back watch Mr. Walls tells us how it is.  PEACE.