Well hello there, it's day one of the Indie Blog Hop. Time for me to give you the nitty gritty about little ole me.
I'm... 40-something or other,
proud wife and mother,
Dreamer of things that I wish could be.
I'm a hoper and prayer,
Dragon lover - not slayer,
Writer of magic for others to see.
I'm happy go lucky,
Undaunted and plucky,
Fighter of publishing independently
I'm a poet, (not really)
In fact, this is silly
Rhymer girl Millie, that's me!
But truly I hope,
you don't think me a dope,
Wisher that you will agree
By the end of this blog hop
I hope that it won't stop
Friendship - between you and me!
If you want any more information about me...you can read my very first blog post here!
Please click here for a list of other participants, meet them and share some Indie love!
Sunday, August 18, 2013
Saturday, August 17, 2013
WeWriWa #7 - Ena has a bit of fun...
Welcome! It's another wonderful Sunday, with exciting snippets o'plenty! The fine folks at WeWriWa host this wonderful blog hop weekly, where writer's from across the globe share eight sentences. You'll be amazed at how much emotion can be packed into just a few lines.
This week, I'm sharing another #eight from my WIP. We left off last week here, with Ronan safe and sound on land...
This week, I'm sharing another #eight from my WIP. We left off last week here, with Ronan safe and sound on land...
Ronan scrambled backwards across the ground, looking very much like a scuttling crab. He backed up to the edge of the house, and pushed himself up on shaky legs. Ena flicked the shillelagh back across the ground, where it rolled to a stop at Ronan’s feet.
“You look a bit unsteady lad,” she rumbled, “you might use that club for something more worthwhile than whacking a dragon.” She threw her head back and chortled, her long neck bobbing with each growling chuckle. Her large golden eyes misted with mirth, “Really, attacking a dragon with a stick, what possessed you?”
“You look a bit unsteady lad,” she rumbled, “you might use that club for something more worthwhile than whacking a dragon.” She threw her head back and chortled, her long neck bobbing with each growling chuckle. Her large golden eyes misted with mirth, “Really, attacking a dragon with a stick, what possessed you?”
Ronan reached down, his eyes never straying from the large sinewy creature, his hand wrapping around the golden ball of his blackthorn club. He settled the point in the ground and leaned on it for support, “Aye, a wee bit daft am I...I thought ye were harming the Princess.”
I will not make most of my rounds today, during the day. But I will get around to you all in my little cracks of time! I've gotta know what's going on in some of these stories! Alas, I must sacrifice myself to the lake again this week, though this time, I plan to hit the wakeboard! Happy Weekend All!
I will not make most of my rounds today, during the day. But I will get around to you all in my little cracks of time! I've gotta know what's going on in some of these stories! Alas, I must sacrifice myself to the lake again this week, though this time, I plan to hit the wakeboard! Happy Weekend All!
Saturday, August 10, 2013
WeWriWa #6 - Ronan's feet safe on the ground?
Welcome! Another wonderful weekend has rolled up on us. Another opportunity to read eight little teasing sentences from a variety of genres. So many styles of writing are waiting for you to happen upon them! For you to ponder what comes next...Please click this link for WeWriWa (the sponsors of this great weekly event) and find out how to join in on the fun.
Last week here, Ena (a momma dragon) had told her son, Ardan, to drop Ronan who was dangling from his talons high up in the sky..."No," Ravyn cried, "Don't drop him!"
Ena
swiveled her head toward Ravyn and rolled her golden eyes. “Very well, bring the boy down. It appears the damsels are not in the dire
distress we'd heard.”
Ardan swooped
down, causing Ronan to yelp with fright.
The dragon jerked up at the last moment and dropped Ronan in a pile at
his mother’s feet. He landed for a
moment and nuzzled his head against her shoulder before leaping across the
grasses to poke his head in under the canopy of trees. Birds burst into the skies screeching and
squawking at the intrusion. His long
scaly tail swished back and forth in delight as he sniffed the unfamiliar
grounds.
I will make every attempt to get to everyone's pages in a timely manner, but as it is the last weekend before school starts...I might "have" to go out to the lake for some kayak and stand-up paddle board time. Please forgive : ) If I don't make the complete rounds today, I'll get by tomorrow! There are too many slices of #eight I need more of : )
One other little tidbit of info today. See that Indie Block Party Button off to the side, just to the right? That's happening a little later this month and is hosted by a really wonderful Indie author, Fel Wetzig. If you are an Indie and haven't signed up, click this link here and check it out. It will be a lot of fun and a great opportunity to meet fellow authors with the purpose of giving and receiving support. (And having fun at the same time). Hope to see you at the Block Party as well!
Sunday, August 4, 2013
We WriWa #5
Good day to you. If you've found yourself here, you are probably looking for an eight sentence snippet. You've probably followed a link from WeWriWa. If you didn't, then all the more lucky for you. Every sunday, folks across the world gather to share little enticing bits of either published work, WIP's, or poetry. Please follow the link to learn more and to find other authors work!
Sharing more dragons today. If you remember last week, a dragon snatched Ronan up in his talons and whisked him up in the air. Ravyn's had the wind knocked out of her, so is having difficulty communicating to the dragons that she is not in need of a rescue. If you'd like to refresh your memory, click here!
Sharing more dragons today. If you remember last week, a dragon snatched Ronan up in his talons and whisked him up in the air. Ravyn's had the wind knocked out of her, so is having difficulty communicating to the dragons that she is not in need of a rescue. If you'd like to refresh your memory, click here!
Lareina
stepped out of the door, throwing her hands wide and casting an arc of Light
that danced across the skies. Ribbons of
color streamed from her fingers and danced across the magnificent ruby
creatures, wrapping them in the power of the Light. “Stop,” she commanded.
Ena
stilled her angry thrashing, and gazed across the trampled grasses at Lareina. She curled up on the ground and looked up to
her son, Ardan, who hovered over the woods. Ronan still dangled from his grasp, arms wind
milling and fear a-flutter in his eyes.
“Drop
the boy and come on down,” Ena growled.
“No,”
gasped Ravyn, “Don’t drop him.”
I hope you enjoyed. All comments delightfully anticipated and welcomed!!!
Sunday, July 28, 2013
WeWriWa #4: There still be Dragons!
This is incredible...I'm on my 4th weekend participating in WeWriWa, and third week in a row! This is kind of amazing, I'm actually keeping myself on task : )
If you happened upon here by chance, what is about to occur, is me sharing eight sentences from my WIP with you. The cool thing is...lots of other fantastic writers are doing the same thing, and if you'd like, you can click here...Weekend Writing Warriors! to find their blogs and see what tantalizing tidbits they are posting.
Last week, Ravyn stepped outside the cabin to talk to the dragon Ena, whom she'd befriended years ago. If you'd like to refresh your memory, click here First, then here!
“Ena stop, it’s okay, we’re safe!” Ravyn sped across the ground toward the
dragon, but the thrashing tail caught her in the middle of her chest. The air whooshed from her lungs as she sailed
through the air to fall in a heap on the ground.
Ronan
burst out of the cabin brandishing a stout shillelagh. He ran to the dragon, swinging the heavy
wooden club overhead. A second red dragon,
larger than the first, careened down out of the sky and plucked Ronan up in its
razor sharp talons. The cudgel fell from
his hands to fall to the ground with a passive thud. Ravyn struggled to find her breath forcing in
air past the ache in her chest.
So, I always love your comments. Would you leave one, pretty please with sugar on top? Have a great #eight Sunday!
So, I always love your comments. Would you leave one, pretty please with sugar on top? Have a great #eight Sunday!
Friday, July 26, 2013
Guest Post: #BBF Sierra Burns reviews The Escape of Princess Madeline
Review: The Escape of Princess Madeline
By, Sierra Burns
Hello there I am Sierra Burns, daughter of Millie Burns, and I read The Escape of Princess Madeline.
I am 9 and 362/365 years old. My birthday is in three days : )
I think the story is really good. There are scenes in the story that reminded me of scenes from my mom's book. Spoiler alert: Like when the bad guys captured her, and she had to pretend to be unconscious...both books were similar. That made me smile.
My favorite character is Daniel. I like him because he seems like a really good guy, and he will never give up, he will save Princess Madeline!
I would recommend this book to all my friends because it is a very good adventure. I can see the story play out in my mind.
Thanks, Sierra for chiming in with your two cents! If you would like to find out more about Kirstin Pulioff and her books, please keep reading! Or click the book above and it'll take you directly to Amazon!
Kirstin Pulioff is a storyteller at heart. Born and raised in
Southern California, she moved to the Pacific Northwest to follow her dreams
and graduated from Oregon State University (Go Beavs!) with a degree in Forest
Management. Happily married and a mother of two, she lives in Oregon, and
enjoys being a stay at home mom. When she's not writing, she is busy with her
kids, church and the family business.
I love to hear from my readers and fans. Please
connect with me on my other sites:
Webpage: www.kirstinpulioff.com
Facebook: www.facebook.com/kirstinpulioffauthor
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Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Review: Lunula By Alyssa Auch #BBF
Lunula
By Alyssa Auch
The Book's Blurb:
The witch knows he will hunt her.
If history repeats itself, as it
always does, Wynn will have no choice but to cross paths with her feared
counterpart, the warlock. If given the chance, he would kill Wynn, absorbing
her aura and obtaining ultimate power. In a desperate attempt to outrun
destiny, Wynn moves from place to place, hoping to stray from the map laid out
by the Fates. But by chance, on an urgent errand for Queen Alexandria herself,
Wynn finds she has fallen into the hands of the one man she so hopelessly fled
from. Now his captive, Wynn must guard her secret and that of her kingdom, or
risk bringing forth a dark age not seen in hundreds of years.
My review: Every 100 years a witch is born. Every 100 years a warlock is born. One has the power of the light, the other the dark. And every 100 years the witch is killed, her powers stolen. Every 100 years! History always repeats. Damn, that sucks!
Did I enjoy Lunula? You bet your sweet bippy I did! I loved that Wynn, the main character is not perfect. She makes mistakes. Which makes it very easy to relate to her. I like her stubborn disposition, and yet, she is willing to question that which she has been taught her whole life. Gethin is the warlock that Wynn has spent her whole life hiding from. I enjoyed the interactions between these two characters, Alyssa Auch did a fantastic job with the dialogue.
This story is in the first person POV. This is not generally my preferred writing style, but I'll admit that once I settled in to the story, I didn't even think about it. I enjoyed the clever similes and metaphor's that Alyssa sprinkles throughout the story. Nicely done!
The descriptions of the scenery and action also well done! I could easily see the events play out in my minds eye.
The end of the book started to stress me out...until I read the epilogue! Hope reigns eternal! Yay! I can't wait for Poltarion's release (sometime this year)!
So to sum it all up...would I recommend it? Sure would.
Alyssa Auch was born and raised in Pennsylvania with
loving parents and three hilarious younger siblings. Her imagination was
sparked by the lush, green forests and bright colors of her home that often
spoke of other worlds only found in the magic of writing. She brought that
inspiration into the fantasy novels she so loves to create.
Currently, Alyssa is a senior at Brigham Young University-Idaho studying
Marriage and Family Relations with a minor in English. She is married to her
High School sweetheart, and they have three beautiful children who keep them
both very occupied. Although her novels are often written in the late hours of
the night and during cherished naptime blocks, she devotes a very special part
of herself to the power of words and love of storytelling.
Lunula
Purchase Links
Publisher
Site
http://www.caliburnbook.com/
Amazon
http://www.amazon.com/Lunula-ebook/dp/B009NINDRC/ref=sr_1_1_bnp_1_kin?ie=UTF8&qid=1374095002&sr=8-1&keywords=Lunula
Barnes
and Noble
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/lunula-alyssa-auch/1114110286?ean=2940016079295
Smashwords
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/246157
Author
Contact
Blog:
http://alyssaauch.blogspot.com
Email:
alyssaauch@yahoo.com
Facebook:
www.facebook.com/alyssaauchwrites
Twitter: @alyssa_auch
I
am also on Goodreads and LinkedIn under my full name, Alyssa Auch
Currently, Alyssa is a senior at Brigham Young University-Idaho studying Marriage and Family Relations with a minor in English. She is married to her High School sweetheart, and they have three beautiful children who keep them both very occupied. Although her novels are often written in the late hours of the night and during cherished naptime blocks, she devotes a very special part of herself to the power of words and love of storytelling.
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