Big Announcement Post…
So, this year, not only am I going to release volume II, but I am going to hold a charity concert with Utah’s very own…
Advent Event Day 3
Welcome to day 3 of the Advent Event! Please share this event with your friends. The more anthologies we can sell, the more money we can raise for the National Down Syndrome Society.
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Or visit this site for more information: http://adventanthology.wordpress.com
Here’s a look at the next two stories:
“The Mistletoe” by Janet Olsen
Charlie stood outside the shop, watching through the window as children waited to see Santa, the younger ones clinging to their mothers. Charlie couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for Santa. So many children feared him.
“Hey man, what ya doing out here?” Tony joined Charlie on the sidewalk.
“Do you think I’m too old to see Santa?”
Tony chuckled. “You’re looking at him through the glass right now.”
“You know what I mean.”
“A twenty-five-year-old man would look kinda funny sitting on Santa’s lap.” Tony turned to his friend. Charlie stared through the window but he wasn’t looking at what was inside. “You’re not still moping about Bernice, are ya?”
“No—like you said, we were all wrong for each other. I hate that she dumped me right before Christmas but It’s fine.” Charlie shifted in the cold pulling his coat tighter. “I just wish…”
Charlie shook his head and pulled out the package he was delivering to Tony. Tony thanked him and shoved the box into his pocket before they stepped into the warmth of the shop.
“Come on—I’m not Santa, but I can listen to your Christmas wish.”
“Chop your wood, sir? Please, sir? Carry your bundle, miss?”
The bleak midwinter day was coming to a close, and the chance of filling my belly was close to naught. The few townspeople still on the street rushed by my corner, arms full, muffled faces down.
“Fetch your water, ma’am?”
“Bit late for that, ain’t it?” The crone looked up to cackle at me. “The well’s frozen over. You’d best get on home, lad,” she called, but I was already headed across the square.
I slipped two or three times on the morning’s snow, packed down over the snow from yesterday and from the day before. The well was an inky pit, but surely the ink was still liquid. I let down the heavy bucket.
I thought the bucket must have hit the stony side of the shaft, so I pulled on the rope, jiggled it a bit. Again, I heard the sound of oak on stone, and I knew the old woman had told me the truth. A parched feeling spread across my throat, competing with the hollowness of my belly.
The wind whipped past, snatching at the shawl around my shoulders. I grabbed it back. That shawl was all I had left of my mum, near all that was keeping me alive in this world. I looked up to see the wind chasing the last tattered clouds away. Stars were coming out like so many shards of ice. I shuddered, and picked my way toward the alley.
And here a look of one of the prizes:
A signed copy of my first novel. The prequel just came out on Amazon, called “The Canticle Prelude”.
Spooktacular Blog Hop
I guess I could call this “the Nightmare Before Christmas Blog Hop”, because it is a Halloween giveaway with a Christmas prize. Simply use the Rafflecopter widget below to enter and then you can follow the list below to other blogs with great prizes.
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Christmas Comes Early
Get Ready for Sing We Now of Christmas
I’m still out of a job, but at least I’m back on my feet, and using the extra time to write and work on great projects.
I’m happy to announce that “Sing We Now of Christmas: An Advent Anthology” is coming very soon. I’ve ordered the proof copy of it and it just needs my final review. It will be coming out in paperback and Amazon Kindle formats.
You can get a better idea about what you’ll find at the anthology’s website:
We will be having a promotion soon to get everything kicked off that has to do with “The 12 Days of Christmas”. We’re also hoping to do another book next year that will benefit autism. Please send any stories you’d like to have considered for that my way.
This week, another anothology came out of which I am a part. I have two stories that are modern parables that I think you’ll like. Check out “Parables for Today”:
I’ll going to try to be online more in the upcoming days. Thank you all for your friendship and support.
Say Hello to August
Til next time, live bravely and write well!
The Title is In!
National Novel Revision Month
Congratulations to all those who completed National Novel Writing Month! I finished early this year and that felt pretty good. I’m now on to what I call “National Novel Revision Month”, in which I sand down the rough edges of my hastily-constructed novel. I’m sure many of you are doing the same. I’ve decided to call this sequel to the Last Archangel, “The Last Kingdom”, which has to do with the prophecy in Daniel 2 of the Old Testament. Go read it for a clue as to what I mean: http://lds.org/scriptures/ot/dan/2?lang=eng
As such, I want to announce the winners of my NaNoWriMo contest. Alas, no one who entered the contest beat me to the punch of winning NaNoWriMo, but I did select three lucky winners to receive first chapter evaluations of their NaNoWriMo manuscripts. They are:
Thanks for entering! I think I’ll make that an annual event, so start gearing up for next year.
Next of all, I’m very excited about how many people are preparing stories for my Christmas Carol anthology. I would still love to see more entries. If you are considering writing one, please let me know so that I can make sure we all write on different songs. I have included a list of those songs already taken in my “Current Projects” page above.
All proceeds of this project will go to the National Down Syndrome Society, which is a great cause, so I hope you’ll help me spread the word! If there is anyone who would like to volunteer their services in helping design a cover, edit/typeset, or anything else, please shoot me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Finally, look for a new blog hop starting tomorrow, and to all of you, I wish a blessed and peaceful holiday season.