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Blog postIt is my pleasure today to welcome a fellow member of Rave Reviews Book Club, Balroop Singh. Keep reading to learn about her poetry. Take it away, Balroop!
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Moments of fragrant love that stand frozen in time, of dreams that dare not unfold, of passion that leets by, of erratic joy that we meet at the crossroads of life, butterflies of time that add color to our dark moments to scare the demons away – I have gathered all of them in this book. Some of them wh -
Blog postWelcome to the Rave Reviews Book Club Book, Blog, and Trailer Block Party here at Better Living Through Fantasy! Please read and comment for a chance to win one of my door prizes.
Today I'll be giving away
A $10 Amazon gift card plus bookmark
and
Two handmade Hexborn-themed book marks
Number of winners for this stop: 3
Our lucky winners:
(1) $10 Amazon gift card + bookmark - Rhani D'Chae
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Blog postShiloh was, naturally, the first to arrive for Master Jonn’s tutorial. Tentatively, she pushed open the door to find a shabbily cozy office. A fireplace surrounded by a handful of upholstered chairs dominated the room; a desk piled high with books and papers stood opposite the hearth.
A set of open double doors separated the office from a large laboratory. The sight of it stole Shiloh’s breath. Six rows of work benches filled the well-lit space. Potions in progress dominated one ben -
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Blog postShiloh forced herself not to look away when they rode by what was left of the Feralfolk who’d attacked the previous winter. Edmun would have wanted her to face the truth. Their bodies had been mostly consumed by the fireball, but the scorched bones had been left behind. The elders had insisted on mounting the skulls for a warning, and Edmun had gone along with them.
So far, it had been effective. There hadn’t been a raid in eight months. Not so much as a single goat had gone missing. Shilo -
Blog postShiloh again stayed behind at the end of tutorial. Master Jonn had been kind enough to set a workbench aside for her in his laboratory. A dozen tiny ceramic pots sat in a neat row, ready to be labeled with the date of treatment and the method to be used.
“I only brought one jar of dead earth with me,” she told the healing master.
“Not to worry. I’ve got barrels,” Jonn assured her. “I make the stewards haul some back from the Vine and the Wood when the summer progress he -
Blog postNovember slept fitfully, waking up again and again, tangled in her sheets, chased by bad dreams and visions all in a jumble. She felt trapped: trapped in the house whose grounds she hadn’t left once in nearly a month, trapped in her apparent future as a vampire, trapped in this spider web of centuries-old plots spun by cruel strangers. For a few weeks, her infatuation with William had provided enough distraction for her to put out of her mind the fact that someone in this house was working for t
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Blog post“We must exchange blood.”
“I beg your pardon?” she blurted, sliding away from him. “Why would we need to do that?” she asked with alarm, turning to Savita to look for aid.
“So that other vampires and fairies know that he has a claim on you, that you are not prey available to them,” Savita explained gently. “You only need to swallow a drop of his blood, and he will need a sip or two of yours. It will not harm you. Then our people will be able to tell when they meet you t -
Blog post“Were there other marks?” Silas demanded of his sister. The hour was late. Lill already wore her nightcap, but Silas was still hard at work, candles ablaze.
“Aye, poor child,” Lill confirmed. “All over, poor child. Old ones, newer ones that were still red and purple. Bruises, pretty fresh.”
“Could you draw them for me?” he asked, eyes greedy. “The scars, not the bruises.”
“Heavens, no! I wasn’t making a study of them, for the Gods’ sakes! It was all I could -
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Blog postI'm so happy to welcome to my blog today RRBC and RWISA author Bernard Foong!
Vignettes Parisianby Bernard Foong, AKA Young
Vignettes Parisian is a collection of four short stories about the Author’s past and present experiences in the French City of Love and Romance, commonly known as Paris.
Christian Dior Couturier Du Reve
It is impossible not to have a close encounter with fashion when I am in Paris. Even if I had to wait in the freezing cold for an hour and a h -
Blog postIt is my great pleasure today to welcome to my blog Ron Yates as part of the Watch RWISA Write Showcase Tour. He will really draw you in. Enjoy!
Burning Out in Tokyo
By Ronald E. Yates
Clayton Brandt stood just behind the glass doors of the Ministry of International Trade and Industry
building waiting for a let-up in the storm that pummeled the hot Tokyo pavement. Wisps of vapor rose into the air as the rain hit the warm ground.
He searched the eight- -
Blog postToday we have the pleasure of reading this short work by Karen Ingalls. I know it will speak to you.
NATURE SPEAKS
Why did my life spiral into darkness in a second? One minute I am married to my soulmate, a mother to a beautiful daughter, and owner of a successful bookstore. My friends asked me, “How do you have the perfect life? It is so easy for you.” They were right. I had the perfect life.
My husband was an engineer, and I opened a bookstore naming it Mile High Books -
Blog postI'm so happy to welcome to my blog today gifted author Suzanne Burke as part of the Watch RWISA Write Showcase Tour!
THURSDAY’S CHILD
By Suzanne Burke
Copyright 2019
She hadn’t really intended this to happen. Oh, sure, she’d thought about it often enough, but thinkingabout something didn’t make it a crime. A convergence of circumstances had prompted her choice. Regret was such an outmoded commodity.
She checked her latex -
Blog postI'm so pleased today to welcome Fiza Pathan on the Watch RWISA Write Showcase Tour! Fair warning: this is a powerful and challenging story.
"The Star Pupil’s Diary Entry" by Fiza Pathan
Dear Diary,
I had a wonderful day at school today. I got a star and I’m going to tell you all about it.
I’m eight years old, but I’m the tallest boy in the class. I, and the other kids in my neighborhood, study at the school down the block. Actually, our school was -
Blog postToday's guest is multi-genre author Beem Weeks! Check out his new short story below.
"Dying for a Kiss"It’s like one of those stories you’d read about in Ripley’s Believe It or Not. I mean, who ever heard of anybody dying from a kiss?Seriously! But that’s what happened to me—well, except for the dying part. Two weeks in the hospital—that’sthe souvenir Ibrought back from myspring break.Okay, let me back up to the beginning.My parents’ hushed words pierce the wa -
Blog postI'm thrilled to be hosting Jan Sykes today, a fellow member of RRBC and RWISA. Check out her heart-warming short piece below.
SHE DANCES WITH A MEMORY
JAN SIKES
Gertrude McNabb placed a gnarled hand on her arthritic back as she bent over to take a chocolate cake from the oven. She inhaled the sweet aroma and put it on a rack to cool. A black-and-white photograph of a dark-haired man with twinkling eyes sat nearby on the cabinet. “This is for you, Hiram. I didn’t for -
Blog postToday we get a taste of Mary Adler's thoughtful work. I do hope you enjoy it!
"Black Notes Beat" by Mary Adler
I have studied and observed crows for years, and the more I’ve learned about them, the more I admire their complex family and flock relationships. They are intelligent, create and use tools, and they teach their skills to other crows. As Rev. Henry Ward Beecher said, “If men had wings and bore black feathers, few of them would be clever enough to be crows.”
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Blog postFantasy author extraordinaire Wendy J. Scott is our guest today on the Watch RWISA Write blog tour, and I am thrilled to have her. Take it away, Wendy!
The Awakening by Wendy Scott(An excerpt from 'Prophecy and Pirates' my unpublished first fantasy novel).Evarna gazed at the tinker's sleeping form and resisted the urge to trail her fingertips through Rick's locks. For both their sakes she had to leave now before he awoke. They lived in contrasting worlds; he roamed the forest with a free s -
Blog postI'm so pleased today to welcome Rave Reviews Book Club and RWISA founder Nonnie Jules to the blog! She's sharing a powerful poem called "Silent Tears." Take it away, Nonnie!
SILENT TEARSby Nonnie Jules
I cry these silent tears for herFor her loss, for her pain, for her heartBreaking when she looks into their eyesHer children – she feels their loss, their pain, their hearts breaking.The memories – the hardestYet, there’s no getting away from the reminders of what u -
Blog postWelcome back to the Watch RWISA Write Showcase Tour! Today I'm hosting Linda Mims and her new short story "Solace." Enjoy!
Solaceby Linda Mims
Eighteen precocious kindergartners stared as Carly walked into the colorfully decorated classroom. Carly hoped her smile was more reassuring than she felt. Was this a mistake? She spotted two six-year-olds who'd been in her charge on the first field trip she’d chaperoned. They gave her a friendly wave, and a true smile part -
Blog postToday, I'm pleased to welcome Gwen Plano to my blog. I hope you enjoy her brand new short story "The Rosary."
Young or old, we are all children at heart. This truth became apparent to me last December when I had neurosurgery. Prior to the operation, a clerk handed me a stack of documents to sign—billing forms for the hospital and the doctors and several medical release forms that included a list of potential risks. My apprehension grew as I fingered through the papers and pr -
Blog postI'm so pleased to welcome to my blog today multi-genre author Rhani D'Chae. Such a visceral writer! I hope you'll enjoy her excerpt below.
EXCERPT FROM UPCOMING NOVEL, “WINTER OF THE DRILL”
By Rhani D’Chae
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Decker leaned against the hood of his car, talking to JT in a low tone of voice. His face wore a pleasant expression, and a casual observer would have had no clue as to the seriousness of their conversation.
"Second floor, third -
Blog postToday is my day on the WATCH "RWISA" WRITE Showcase Tour. I've written a short story flashback set in the universe of my Hexborn Chronicles epic fantasy series. I do hope you will enjoy it!
“Mirror, Mirror”by A.M. ManaySet in the world of The Hexborn Chronicles
Shiloh stood in her teacher’s doorway, pulling anxiously on the end of a pink braid that had snuck out of her hood. Brother Edmun was in high dudgeon, ranting about insults and ingrates. A wooden crate sa -
Blog postI'm so pleased today to be hosting author D.L. Finn. Today, she is spring with us four brand new poems. Enjoy!ICICLES The icicles dangle downwardReaching for the substantial snowEach drop bringing them closerAs the landscape merges into itselfIt is silent in its existenceUntil a raven reveals itselfWondering what’s in the trash Yet, the moment remains peacefulSitting and surveying in the chillAn instant promising potentialWhen there is no celerityWhen crackling fires callWhen surroundi
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Blog postI'm so pleased to welcome you to the Watch RWISA Write Showcase Tour. Today, I'm hosting John Howell and sharing his new short story "The Road."
Just a couple more hours and I’ll be able to rest my eyes. Been on this damn highway for what seems like forever. His head slowly nods until the rumble strip noise causes him to jerk awake. “I have been asleep,” he yells. He yanks the wheel, and the tires screech in protest as he swerves back on to the highway. He can feel his -
Blog postI'm please today to welcome fellow Rave Reviews Book Club member Gwen Plano. She's promoting her book The Choice, now available for $0.99! Take it away, Gwen!
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As a child of the Sixties, tragedy squelched my idealism. First, the unbelievable occurred. President John F. Kennedy was shot and killed. His death was followed by the murder of civil rights leader and minister, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. A few months later, JFK’s brother, Senator Robert F. Kennedy was assassin
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