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Oh, the Books You Will Buy…

Oh, the Books You Will Buy…

Why did this take so long? I understand that in order for an author to sell their books, they must market themselves and their books. And of course I do want to sell my novels, and I want them to be read and hopefully enjoyed by many readers. I just never have enough time to market my books, because when I’m not creating fascinating stories, I’m either selling/marketing insurance or walking the pooches. And I know, I’m just making excuses…

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Beets

Beets

If you haven’t read The Midnight Library written by Matt Haig, then you should. It is one of those novels that I go back and read for the millionth time because it makes you think. Yesterday I read a post on Instagram that Matt had shared and it was a screenshot from a gentleman who wrote about how his girlfriend was on page seven of The Midnight Library and was sobbing because Matt killed off Volts

Prose, Prose (Prose)

Prose, Prose (Prose)

Many moons ago there was a writing group called: The Literal Challenge, and they would host writing challenges throughout the year. My favourite one was, Like The Prose. During the month of June a prompt would magickally arrive in my inbox and there would be an amazing prompt for me to read. I would then have 36 hours to write a brand new story and submit it through a magickal portal. Well… that challenge sadly came to an end in…

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No Regrets!

No Regrets!

During 29 Plays Later one of the prompts said to rewrite your favourite novel or story into a script, so I of course don’t really follow directions to the letter, but I did take inspiration from one of my favourite novels written by Matt Haig titled: The Midnight Library. If you haven’t read The Midnight Library then I suggest that you do so right now. It will change your life. My short script that was inspired by The Midnight Library…

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Why Can’t I Write?

Why Can’t I Write?

It’s a loaded question… for me, at least. Writing would usually just come so easily, I could sit down at six in the morning with my cup of coffee, one of my favourite pens (usually purple in colour), a blank page and just write for half an hour about anything and everything. Now, when I sit down at six in the morning, with one of my favourite pens (this morning, it was blue), with my coffee and a blank page……

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Seasons of Life

Seasons of Life

I’ve been thinking about today for the past few days. It’s been a long time since I sat down and was able to place my fingers on the keys and just type out my thoughts. I’ve wanted to, but I lacked the energy to do so. The last month and one day have tested me, mentally and emotionally. It tried to break me as much as it could, and it lost. A true test, one that’s still present, but less…

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Dreamwalker

Dreamwalker

Last night’s dreams were very eerie. I am certain that it’s a dream I’ve had before. It seemed so real, and I almost felt like it played out like an old movie reel. The way I was walking, how the scenery moved by; I think he was there… in the shadows with his top hat perfectly placed.

Dreamwalker: Sneak Peek

Dreamwalker: Sneak Peek

Dreamwalker is live and ready for purchase in both digital and paperback formats and can be purchased here or better yet if you email me and request a signed copy I’ll throw in a few surprises. The purpose of this post was to give you, the reader a sneak peek into Emma’s Dreamworld. I’m going to share with you one of the dream journal entries that you will encounter. Location of said journal entry will not be shared. Note: most…

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‘I AM ALIVE!’

‘I AM ALIVE!’

I just finished re-reading ‘The Midnight Library,’ by Matt Haig. I devoured the novel in less than 48 hours, but this time I really read the words. Sometimes when I read I do tend to skim. I get bored when the paragraphs get long, so I skip those parts or sometimes I skip pages. I think that’s how most people tend to read or maybe it’s just writer’s that read that way. Or maybe I’m the only one in a…

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Dreamworld

Dreamworld

The old lady disappeared, and I closed my eyes and awoke once again back on our couch in our living room. This is where the dreamworld and my world seemed to be merging. It was kind of glitching in and out. I looked over my shoulder to find that girl from the kitchen walking towards me.