Fiona’s Hero Part Three

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Welcome back back, owlnerds! Enjoy Part Three: The Argument

Flipping on the living room lights, I headed toward the kitchen. With piles of dishes in the sink, I ignore the mess and open our stainless steel refrigerator. Opening the bottom drawers, I pulled out an apple and a string of cheese. Shutting refrigerator door, I rolled my eyes.

Mom had placed both of her hands on both of the counters so I couldn’t get out. “Fiona, please don’t blame God. Your father wouldn’t want you to act like this.”

I raised my eyebrows. “Like what, mom? How can I be normal when my father dies? People say the grief will pass. It’s a lie. How can they know anything? All the people who tell me this, have never lost anyone.”

Tears dripped down my mother’s face as she placed her hands off the counter.

Racing past her as I opened my bedroom door.

My room was like an average bedroom with a bed in the middle under the window. My white wooden desk on the right and my night table on the other side. The bathroom stood on the left side of the room. Falling flat on the bed as I pull a pillow off and hug it. Slowly my eyes shut and I pass out.

My eyes widened as sweat paced down my neck. Shifting my head, I realize what I was seeing was just a dream. Sitting up as I rubbed the back of my neck. It was a dream, I tell myself. Dad is gone, the shooters are not coming to get you. Just breathe. Removing the sheet of my sweating body, my eyes turn toward my nightstand where my father’s bible sat there. Turning my head, I jump off my bed and into the bathroom. I strip down, turned the hot water on and dip in. Steam fills the air as I begin scrubbing my head with lavender shampoo. My ears perk up as I hear something.

“Come on, Melinda, Let’s surprise Fiona.”

“Kenneth, you can’t surprise her if you are not whispering.”

Tears drip down my face as I remember the exact moment in time that conversation had happened. It was the morning of my sixteen birthday I just woke up because of my “whispering” to my mom. Crouching down as I curled my hands around my knees as I ignored the fact that my skin began to burn bright red as the water continued to run. “Papa, why did you die? I should be taken your place. You never deserve to die.”

Don’t Hate Authors Part One

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Sunny, why this? Because I am tired of people believing that an author stole a famous author/movie idea. Like the Eragon by Christoper Paolini debate. Did he copy and paste The Lord of the Rings? No. So he didn’t steal it. He was inspired by Tolkien. Like I am inspired by Tolkien, doesn’t mean I am going to copy and paste it. Good grief, people.

Mini Review of Eragon: Epic story because my favorite mystical creature is the dragon is in it. Take How to Train your Dragon, Dragonheart, and Tolkien and combined them together. I don’t understand the hate towards this book. Yes, the author uses elves and dwarves. I just don’t understand it all. It’s not like he completely copied and pasted the story and just changed some of the locations’ names and characters’. You can see the elements of Tolkien in it but some people. Other than that, I plan on reading the next book in the series.

Writers get inspired by stories but they have a unique writing process. Like right now, I noticed one of my stories may have been inspired by The Clerk’s Prologue/Tale in The Canterbury Tales. I am not copying the characters/plot. No. If anything, writers are writing clichés. Don’t point out the famous author’s names in your review, if you are going to hate on a writer.

Writers work on their projects for days, months, and years maybe. And next thing you know, you hate on their book. Sure, you can point out the true audience for that certain book such as rating the violence, romance, or etc. I do that. I am not hating the author. I am just pointing things for when a younger reader decides to read it. Aka safety warnings, nothing more. Nothing else.

Next time, you review a book. Rate the violence, language, and romance. Not rate how an author copied a popular idea. Please. Less hate. Readers are to support authors not to create graves for them.

Thanks for reading!

 

Seeking Alpha Readers

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Welcome back, owlnerds. I am currently seeking alpha readers for a story I have been working on and off the past few years. Here is the excerpt of the first chapter. Enjoy!!! Comment down if you like to be part of my street team where you can help me promote it and even help me chose a cover.

Chapter 1

Ever since Odessa lost her mother, Odessa became accustomed to reading books and finding a way to pass the time. Many a day Odessa would hide in the throne room, disappearing from any thoughts of reality.

It was nearly noon and Odessa leaned forward once again in her golden throne. Trying to find the perfect place to read her book. She flicked her long black hair back. At times she despised her long locks, wishing they would leave her alone once in a while or she would never be able to finish her book. She knew that in due time, someone would notice her and all feelings of happiness would end. She parted her hair to the side and stretched her arms forward in her chair, covering her face from sight with her large leather book.

Feeling someone’s presence, she adjusted herself as she straightened her blue dress embroidered with golden spirals She also pulled her scarlet butterfly sleeves back into place. Making sure she looked proper enough. Her head turned as her cheeks reddened as a fire sparked inside of her.

The other person looked at her with a coy smile. She lifted her eyebrows up and stared at the young man. Her close friend, William stood before her. She noticed that William had recently shaved himself since there were fresh cuts on his chin and the side of his cheeks. One had to look closely to see it.

She noticed that his tunic had been recently washed for it didn’t smell of wet dog. Her eyes flicked as she noticed the scabbard that hung over his polished chain mail.

William smiled as well as he patted his scabbard which held carvings that Odessa made as a devotion of her love to him.  With him looking down at her, her own falsehood crashed down on her before she knew it. “So what were you doing?” he said.

Lowering her head as she sagged the book over her stomach as she “Me? I was doing nothing.” Her eyes lifted upward slightly as William had raised an eyebrow. She grunted.“Fine, I was hiding.”

“Hiding, what? Who were you hiding from?” He smiled with his dimples showing despite his disliking of them.

“People.”

He jerked his head back and cracked his neck.“People? No there has to be someone. Who is it?”

She sighed. “Sir Irwin.”

He gasped and covered his mouth as if he was surprised by her answer. “Him, why him?”

She frowned as she rubbed her hands together. “He is a bit creepy.”

“Creepy, how is he creepy?” He tilted his head to the side.

“He is so serious and he makes me nervous.”

He blinked his eyes. “Well.”

She stood up and turned around to place the book on the chair. She opened up her hands and he allowed her to come near. He held her and kissed her on the head. “Odessa, I love you.”

“ I love you too, William.” She kissed him back.

“So, if you had to choose to marry anyone, who would you marry?”

 

What a silly question to ask? She steepled her fingers. She didn’t say anything except that she kissed him on the cheek.

He raised his eyebrows. “So, do you want to go horseback riding?”

“Sure, if I can ride with you.” She smiled and placed her hand in his.

He squeezed her hand with a firm grasp. “Front or back?”

She tilted her head for a second and looked at him wide-eyed. “Hmm. I think I will try back.”

His eyes narrowed as his lips lowered in an inexpressive matter.

Her legs began to shake. Did I say something wrong? Why are you staring at me like that?

He laughed out loud and twirled her around. “Hope you don’t tickle me. Since you made me fall a few days ago.”

She stared at him intensely. “I promise I want.”

He grabbed her by the hand and began to pull her close. “William.No, don’t…”

He looked at her with a puppy face. “Please.”

She looked around the throne room. Checking to see if anyone was looking or had entered the room without her noticing it. “No one is around. If father comes, he would never trust me again. We must think of what we are doing. We shouldn’t be doing whatever we want to do. It will only make this silly matter between us worse.”

“Me, no?” He placed his hand to his chest with guilt in his eyes. “And besides, everyone knows except your father. Just calm down.”

Her eyes narrowed as she clenched into fists.“Father could have entered the room and you didn’t even think about it.”

“Stop worrying. Come on.” He clasped her hand in his and they walked out of the castle together.

Entering the royal garden, Odessa bumped into Clover. Clover was a short servant girl with wavy blonde hair. “Clover, what are you doing?

Odessa and William released their hands from each other and moved them to their back They grinned as if they were guiltless.

She curtsied and stared at William and Odessa with suspicion. “I was getting some flowers for your room. May I ask, princess, what were you deciding to do?”

“Horseback riding.” Odessa raised her eyebrows and tried not to look strange in any way.

Clover shook her head. “No, miss. Horseback riding is not on the to-do list today. You have sewing to catch up on, and we must discuss the coronation. It is only a few days away.”

“About that. Can we reschedule?” She smirked.

“No, miss. The king wants you to be educated.” Clover shook her head and squinted her eyes and stared at William.

Odessa placed her hand on her heart and smirked with pride.“Me, educated. I have books.”

Clover shook her head looking disgusted. “Books don’t teach everything.”

“Hey, take that back.” Odessa pointed a finger at her and then turned in it into a fist.

Clover thought otherwise. “No, women are to be at home instead of sticking their noses in a book.”

Odessa launched herself toward Clover with hands in a choking position.

To be continued…… If you enjoyed that much. Join my street team by comment down below. 🙂

Author: Gabriella Slade

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Welcome back, owlnerds. This week, I interviewed Gabriella Slade.

Gabriella Slade

Bio: Gabriella Slade grew up as the eldest of seven, two of her sisters were adopted from West Africa. As a homeschooled student, Gabriella spent her free time reading novels and scribbling down stories from a young age, where she discovered her love for fantasy. As a teen, she wrote and edited her debut novel over a period of 3 years. Gabriella has been blogging since 2015. Her blog won the Liebster award in 2017. You can connect with her online at gabriellaslade.com

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Synopsis: Sixteen-year-old Kade has always been different. Unknowingly, there are magic, and dangers in the world he has never known of. All he knows of is his tiny village and his ability to feel the emotions of others. After he is saved by a mysterious man from a creature known as a kaminza, Kade is thrust into a world of Soul Questers–elves who have the ability to not only feel emotions but also hear thoughts. Kade can do what they can, but he is not one of them. He must train to use his powers in secret. If he is discovered by the elven government, he could be killed. That is if his powers don’t kill him first. And that isn’t the only problem. Kade’s adopted father, Axel, has apparently hidden more than Soul Questers from Kade, and now those secrets could also be dangerous enough to get Kade killed. If he’s going to survive, Kade himself might have to learn to keep a few secrets, and they’re not just about him…

Website: http://gabriellaslade.com/

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Show-Me-Dragon-Artifacts-Book-ebook/dp/B07CT6TD87/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1539748693&sr=8-1&keywords=show+me+gabriella+slade

Interview:

What was your first idea of a story? Or your earliest memory of it? The first story I ever wrote was set in Egypt, and it was about a girl who was chosen to be Princess after the Pharoah’s daughter dies. The girl doesn’t accept who is until a handsome prince tells her that she is a good princess. I still have that book. I drew my own illustrations and stapled it in construction paper.

Music or no music while writing? Sometimes, yes, sometimes, no. Depends on what mood I’m in. If yes, I listen to instrumental or movie soundtracks. If I listen to music with words, I might start typing the lyrics

If you weren’t writing full time, what would you be doing? I would be teaching competitive dance, which I would still like to be able to do after college.

What color aesthetic would you be your WIP?  Grey with a bit of color: maybe blue

Where do most of your ideas come from? Reading other people’s books. I like to pull inspiration from my favorite books and turn them into my own ideas. Also, Pinterest because why not?

What is your favorite/least favorite part of the writing process? Favorite: Watching all my different ideas come together, especially when editing. Least Favorite: Writer’s block and sometimes drafting. I find that it’s easier to work with something that is already there rather than a blank page.

How long did take you write Show Me? Roughly two years from idea to publication.

Which famous person, living or dead would you like to meet and why? Ok this honestly a hard one. I would love to meet JK Rowling (Queen) but also I want to meet Nadine Brandes! (Does she count as famous. (lol)

What are your writing dreams? To be a best selling author, and to create a fan base of people who love Soul Quester books and all my characters. Like the HP or Cassandra Clare fandoms.

What is your spirit animal? I don’t really have a spirit animal, but do Patronus count? Mine is a black mare.

Thanks for reading!!! What bookish posts would you like to see? 🙂

Author Interiew

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Greetings, owlnerds. This week, I am interviewing Niki Chapelway because her new book recently got released.

A Certain Sort of Madness by Niki Chapelway

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Synopsis: Alicia Hareton is crazy. But that’s nothing new. Her insanity is inherited from her mother, just like her magical abilities and her blood ties to the strange and alluring world of Amar. She’s spent her life on Earth and yet Amar has always called to her, an intoxicating melody that she cannot ignore. Returning to Amar would put her life in danger, but Alicia has never let such technicalities stop her before.

However, when her mother is captured due to her reckless actions, Alicia will do anything to rescue her. That includes trusting her grumpy, sarcastic imaginary friend, who claims he doesn’t know her and doesn’t seem that imaginary anymore. Or that trustworthy. Together, with the help of her cousin and a band of misfits, they partake in an extremely ill-advised heist on the faerie court in order to find a way to defeat the most powerful mage in all Amar, who also happens to be Alicia’s grandfather. But not everything in the faerie court is as it seems, and soon this unlikely group finds themselves fighting for their lives as well as the lives of those they love.

In a world of madness and magic, the lines between lies and loyalty are blurred and sometimes the only option you have left is to let the insanity loose.

Author Bio: Nicki has been writing since she was eleven years old. She published her first book A Week of Werewolves, Faeries, and Fancy Dresses at the age of fifteen, one year after she finished writing it. She enjoys reading, writing, swimming when she can, and fangirling (in other words: obsessing over other peoples’ stories almost as much as her own). She also enjoys watching TV, her favorite movies and TV shows include Doctor Who, Avengers, Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, and Pirates of the Caribbean. Nicki currently resides in Ohio with her family of eight and two dogs, Rylie and Zoey.

 

The interview section:

  1. If you didn’t write full time, what would you do for work? I would probably choose to be a Police Detective, maybe even get into the FBI, working to solve crimes. I’ve also had stints where I wanted to be a journalist and an actress. Writing kind of lets me do all of those at once which is why I chose it.
  2. How long on average does it take you to write a book? Um… I’m going to say about six months to get the first draft done. Some books I’ve managed to write in less time than that and others have taken waaaay longer.
  3. What is your favorite part of the writing process? The brainstorming that takes place before I even start writing. Where I figure out the world, the plot, and the characters and what sort of relationships they will have. During that time, I can convince myself that this writing thing might not actually be such a bad idea after all.
  4. What is your least favorite part of the writing process? Honestly, they all take turns. It tends to be whichever one I’m doing at the time. But probably editing.
  5. Does writing energize or exhaust you? Haha, well it really depends on when you ask me. When I’m actually writing, the words are flowing, and everything is coming together then yeah, I’m energized. I’m so energized I could probably recharge a battery. But any other time… my brain will die from the sheer exhaustion.
  6. What is your writing Kryptonite? Procrastination, definitely. Nine times out of ten that’ll be what is standing between me and finishing my stories.
  7. How long did it take to write this book? This book is actually the quickest full-length novel that I’ve ever written. It took me only four months to get out the first draft. Then about two more months to get past the main edits and rewrites.
  8. Who is your favorite character(s) in your book? That’s a tough one. I love all of my characters and all for different reasons. I definitely relate to Alicia the most and Dante is the most likely to be married by me, but… I’m going to have to say Eugene. He’s just too adorable for me not to love him with all my heart.
  9. What kind of research do you do, and how long do you spend researching before beginning a book? It really depends on the book that I am writing. I have spent hours, days, weeks, lifetimes researching anything that has any sort of historical background. Which is why I tend to avoid writing historicals because I would never get them done. Most of the time the research is done in the middle while I’m writing and suddenly I wonder if my character would actually die from that gunshot wound so I have to take a quick break to visit my good friend Google. I did do quite a lot of research for my latest WIP, though, which is based off of Irish mythology. I spent a few days before I started it, gathering information about the various types of faeries.
  10. Do you try more to be original or to deliver to readers what they want? Is it all right if I say both? I suppose I try to be original mostly, but there are a few tropes that I just can’t resist.

And that’s it, folks. Comment down below, what author I should interview next.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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All the Way: Book Review

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I have returned. Please enjoy this post and follow if you aren’t already. Like and comment down below what book I should review next.

Title: All the Way

Author: Loriane Haynes

Genre: Christian Fiction

Synopsis: Families were the center of lives during the Great Depression. Life choices changed the safety and security of Kathryn’s teenage world and tainted her view of the world the rest of her life. The shame that wrapped itself around her was the result of condemnation from Christians who felt compelled to rid itself of a good family whose only sin was love.

Setting: Covington, GA; Griffin, GA; Atlanta, GA

Language: one incident

Romance:

two times mention of two people kissing

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Theme: Trust, Family, Guidance

 

Overall it was an interesting read, the book itself had the same writing style as A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith. I rated this book a four. You should read this book and spread it around. The author is self- published author. So share everyone and give out the bookish love.