… because it helps put a few cash monies in the hands of writers.To that end, I invite you to check out the following sites to purchase your copy of Life in the Floating City!The first two links will take you to electronic versions and the BBS site will feature the paperback soon (keep checking back and visit the Facebook page for updates and questions as well) in addition to the e-version that\’s available now. UPDATE: It is also possible to get a pre-order on paperbacks here!AmazonKoboBlack Bed Sheet Books
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I made an executive decision: the project, she is finito. Done. Ended.I originally had in mind this plan to park an actual car in the garage, but after further consideration decided this was not an appropriate goal. After all, I have books! Sound stuff! A stand-up freezer! A cat! Who needs a car added to that muck? At some point as I add to my fleet (currently the fleet contains two vehicles — gotta start somewhere, right?), I will have room for that three-wheeled motorcycle in there.Two wheels give me agita if I am solely responsible for keeping them (and myself) upright.…
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Have you ever been young and stupid?Boy, howdy have I. A thousand years ago, I was convinced I was unlovable. I had an associate who was a romance novel fanatic and all her machinations about the wonderful world of love made it worse. I convinced myself that I would find love.What I found was the opposite. It was, in essence, hate.I wasn\’t the object of hate but was the outlet for it.In the course of that \’relationship\’, I determined that I was unlovable — after all, how could someone treat me this way otherwise? Beaten, berated, bruised, belittled — daily.But, for…
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It was out there and it was awake.Hungry and searching, it knew there were survivors. She heard the breathing and held her own, attempting to minimize her output. That a child should know so much about survival would, in other situations, be sad. Having watched her mother, father, and eldest sister get taken, she had to be wise beyond her years in order to live another day to care for her two younger siblings.And to have a chance to kill the thing that had stolen her family. It\’s been a week of determination and thus, the 89 words offered above.…
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Howdy! While the earlier part of this week was fraught with weirdness, today has turned a corner. Not only have I been quite productive (and dare I say giddy — is that unbecoming of a Cave Mistress such as myself?), I have a publisher and agent who have placed the query on Knowing Abbie in their \’to be reviewed\’ pile! Not an acceptance, but closer than an outright \’no\’. I\’ll take it!However, potential giddiness aside, I have a better reason to interrupt your Friday: I have a guest post on Gabriela\’s DIYMFA page today! I have been honored to be…
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Riding to and from the gym, it was a J Dilla day. For the uninitiated, James Dewitt Yancey was a powerhouse in the underground hip-hop scene in Detroit, who died way too young. I fell upon a mix of his stuff a few days back and the rhythmic drum beats were perfect for car-dancing back and forth, as they helped punctuate the pumping of brain juice.Yes. Deep thoughts.When I settled in back at the cave after a grueling workout, I needed more tunes. Scouring my Youtube playlists brought me to the always-fun Fishbone. ‘When Problems Arise’ needed to be heard.…
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Stay tuned for the next installment …Oh. Right. I’m supposed to tell you about this installment. I needed to get the plug for the next book out of my system. Yes — I got to the last page and was ready to send along an email to the author, asking for the next one. Go ahead, call me rude. I can take it.Leave us rewind for a moment though for a refresher on Book One, Titled ‘Freshmen’. I won’t go over all of it (click here for the Goodreads page), but here’s the skinny: Portland College first-year student, Felix, is more…
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Imagine with me this ehem, fictional scenario: You are supposed to be cleaning, at a meeting, working, going to the gym, taking the dog for a walk, filing your taxes, driving your great aunt Susie to the dentist doing something and instead, you sneak off and stick your nostrils in a book.It\’s a very good book, one you can\’t put down.You are transported to other worlds (okay, if speculative or science fiction isn\’t your thing shame on you! maybe you are transported to other locations or times in history … just hang with me, okay?). Your brain is tingling with new story…
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My dearest Cavelings — you know I rarely keep secrets from you, but this was a whopper. I am now letting the cat out of the bag …If you have been following along, you may have been reading my responses to the DIY MFA Question of the Week; in most of those posts, I mention that I haven\’t been writing as I should, despite having a number of works-in-progress that clamor for my attention every now and again.Such statements are quite true. However, last year was a different story …Here\’s what happened (and those who know me, know the first…
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There must be something unique about a person who holds a Master of Fine Arts (MFA) in writing who develops a writing program called the Do-It-Yourself MFA. Gabriela Pereira identifies herself not only as a writer and teacher, but as a word nerd whose goal is not to take over the world with prose (well, maybe a little) but to challenge the expectation that only those with a graduate degree and years of classroom-guided processes can be successful and published authors. After a number of years in development, Pereira has put her proven techniques into an easy-to-follow formula. Broken into…