Twisted Cinderella Now Available!

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Twisted Cinderella Release

Twisted Cinderella Release

I finally got the story up on Amazon! Go me. 🙂 I’m trying out KDP Select, so for right now it’s only available on Amazon. I’ve played with Twisted Cinderella long enough, tweaked it, messed with it, and all that nonsense in the search for “perfect” and finally gave up. I figured it was time for Tina to get her story out there.

Of course I would realize that I put the wrong cover on, but I’ll change that later. The downside of having to switch files between computers!

About Twisted Cinderella: Tina had a loving home and was raised in the ways of her mother’s people…until her mother died. No longer the only child, nor the beloved one, Tina struggles to survive her new family’s harsh ways the best she can…until she’s had enough.

Twisted Cinderella (Amazon US) – $1

Twisted Cinderella is also available on all Amazon stores. 🙂

As an added bonus, Twisted Cinderella will be free on Friday, December 14th…so make sure you grab a copy of this short story and tell me what you think!

Being Stuck On Repeat

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Sometimes I feel like I’m stuck on repeat, that every day is Groundhog Day, instead of some grand adventure like it used to be. The funny thing is I’m never entirely sure why. Sure some of it is fear, some perfectionism…but I have the feeling there is more to it than that. It’s not my fibromyalgia, or chronic fatigue, or my herniated disc keeping me running the same day over and over again. Even when I start the day with a bang, all fired up and ready to rock…two hours or so later I’m deflated, and running the same patterns over and over again.

Clearly I have some massive self-work to do. Clearly I’m missing something. But the wondering can easily drive me mad. Circular thinking ftw. I know something is wrong, but I can’t pinpoint it, therefore I can’t fix it. Is it mindset? Is it a combination of illnesses? Am I burnt out? It would be easier if there was any one thing I could point to that seemed to set me off, but it doesn’t matter what the task at hand is…from playing video games to working on all the projects I really want to do to cleaning this place up.

I can think of probably a hundred reasons why, but none of them quite fit. Could be that I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up (Everything!), could be that I don’t feel confident in my work at times (perfectionism), could be anything. Or even everything. All I know is that I need to break the cycle, before it’s another decade down the road and I’m still on repeat.

What do you do when you feel you’re stuck on repeat?

Taking A Step Back

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I feel it’s time to take a little break from the online world, a step or two back if you will. I won’t be completely disappearing off the face of the planet…or at least I hope not…but I won’t be as active on social networking and such as I have been. I will still be checking in from time to time, keeping up with Triberr commitments, blogging, and book reviews and proofreading remain open. Editing is closed for the moment (it’s no longer on the hire me page) but will re-open later. I am still looking for clients as well, so if you have a project, shoot me an email!

The reason for this time out is everything in my life is very, very cluttered. My environment is trashed, my mind is full of all kinds of stuff, and my finances are a mess. I need to take a step back and regain some measure of control over this insanity! I need to tie up a lot of loose ends, especially in regards to my project list. Of course all this would occur at the busiest time of the year! Especially with Christmas right around the corner, I really need to get my head on straight and push to give Midget a good Christmas. As a single Mom, I’m the sole everything to that kid, and she’s my top priority.

I have “let go” of a few clients that just weren’t aligned with my value system, which leaves a financial gap I can barely afford. So expect to see me picking up the pace on YCN and Constant Content for a while. There will be some changes to the blog upcoming, mostly adding in the “life” in “writer’s life.” I will be putting up my currently available YCN articles up for reprint rights here on the blog for $5, and of course there will be more short stories and other works being added in the fiction department. Endless Love is looking a bit lost all alone over there. Right now I need to clear my plate, and focus on what is most important to me…with a little shameless self-promotion thrown in!

I’ll be available through email as always, and will continue to check into Facebook or Twitter when I have something to say, promote, or just want to let those that care know that I am still alive.

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Thoughts On My Writing Process

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I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about my writing process lately. If asked I normally would say that I’m a dedicated pantser, but that’s not accurate. I’ve actually been fighting against my natural rhythms, which is how I end up with a trillion unfinished projects. Okay, maybe not quite that many, but it feels like it!

I’m a natural plotter. Ask anyone who knows me, and they’ll be able to tell you how much I plot and plan. Hint: it’s a whole lot! But when it comes to my writing, fiction in particular, I tend to just jump in without any sort of real idea how I’m going to get from word one to word fifty-eighty thousand. This ends usually in massive amounts of frustration. At first I thought that I was doing myself a disservice by shooting for such a high word count in the first place, locking myself into a form without thought to the actual story I’m telling. There is some truth there, especially with a rough draft.

The thoughts ended up going deeper than that; however, it’s not just the form holding me back. Thinking back towards how I handled papers in school, I realized a very key thing for me. While I can pants a rough draft, they tend to be very short. I joked that my science major was getting in the way of my English major…in high school. I would write the paper, and usually end up falling way short of the needed word count or pages. Concise writing isn’t highly regarded in high school apparently. I would have a fully developed paper on my hands that hit everything the teacher wanted, and then I would have to fluff it up to the desired page or word count, usually with random information that I sought out from other sources that even slightly linked to the current topic. While concise writing is great for articles and technical writing, it’s not so great for fiction work, especially if you want to write a novel.

So I’m not going to fight against that anymore. My rough drafts will be just that, rough. They may only be five hundred to ten thousand words or more, but it’s enough to get all the ideas out of my head and into some sort of structure. There is some plotting going on before my rough drafts are even started now, but my first draft is going to be where all the real plotting happens. That’s when the real fun part will start, especially with the much clearer idea I have from actually writing a rough draft. All in all I think this will make me a much more productive writer, as well as bring back a lot of the fun!

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Behind The Scenes Flash Fiction Contest Entry

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The Dark Fairy has done it again! Another flash contest, and like a sucker I got sucked in. So here be my entry! Only a little under the wire. 😉

Maura couldn’t believe it, she was getting sold again. First her own mother had sold her to the gypsies when she was just a child, now she was being sold to the circus. Her mother she couldn’t entirely blame, her step-father was actually at fault. He couldn’t bear to raise another man’s child, and as he was a powerful earl, he would have more than likely killed her. Her mother hadn’t wanted to lose her, but better Maura live than be cruelly murdered, never to be seen again. The Earl was a cruel, cold man.

The gypsies had raised her as one of their own until she reached maturity. Then, instead of becoming the spouse of a male as was tradition, she was turned into their little whore, their pleasure slave. And it wasn’t just the gypsy men who used her so, but they would sell her body without her consent to whoever had the most money. They considered it payback for the years that they fed and clothed her, plus it took the heat off the rest of the gypsy women. Unless the gypsy women found a man desirable, they no longer had to take bedmates when Maura was available. Not all of Maura’s bedmates were kind, but she learned to please them all eventually. It was please or die.

Now she was being sold to the circus. The ringleader had seen her in the encampment dancing with the other women and wanted her. Not for the usual transaction, but for his circus as a performer. He was going to train her in trapeze as well as other feats of daring. He bought her for a small mountain of gold, the gypsies were not going to let her out easily. Maura almost wished they hadn’t, for the ringleader extracted every sliver out of her flesh in some of the most perverse ways. He called the shots, and she was the whipping post.



Visual Dare 25 – Forgotten

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The privates lined up on the deserted field, each waiting their turn for explosives training. The field was perfect for many military training sessions, as it was littered with broken down houses, cars and other items that made for a tricky battlefield. The tall grass gave cover when needed, although the squad had to check themselves for ticks at the end of the day. The military had bought up this land from the surrounding farmers, as well as old equipment, all in the name of better training. The farmers were happy with the extra income, and the military, the land.

Visual Dare 24 – Frustrated

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He had the best product in town. The highest quality, freshest yogurt in France…and it all starts from high quality, fresh cow’s milk. He had advertisements all over the place, on city buses  on trolleys and trains. He was the official yogurt vendor of the royal family. Life was good until the war. With nothing left but his cow he bought a ticket for a train bound for Italy where he had some remaining family. Getting the cow on the train proved difficult, however, as the doors just weren’t wide enough. With some kind help from other passengers it happened.

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