LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE PIG HAS FLOWN!

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After YEARS of writing, I finally have a novel coming out! I’m an author!

No . . . wait . . . I’ve been an author for a long time. An author is one who originated or gave existence to any written work, Hey, I’ve been doing that for at least eighteen years. I’ll admit that in the early years most of what I wrote wasn’t publishable. However, with time and great mentors, I did get published.

If you are writing, you are an author. Don’t be discouraged by the jubilant announcements of your fellow writers that they’ve been accepted, gotten an agent, or sold an article. Rejoice with them! Your day WILL COME. I know. I used to say that the day I sell a novel, pigs will fly. Well, September 19, 2014 is the world-wide release date for my novel, Women of Washington Avenue, published by Wild Rose Press. It is the first book in my Moonlight Mississippi series.

So watch your heads, THE PIGS ARE FLYING. And they will for you too if you keep writing and submitting.

For more information about Women of Washingtone Avenue visit my site: lindaapple.com

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Louisiana Swamp Smackdown

Truths by Ruth

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Here is my fourth picture from my new book, Daughter of the Howling Moon. I call it Lousianna Swamp Smackdown.

According to Lady Tabitha, “Evil often times takes the shape of a dragon.” A fact that Benjamin Sol knows only too well. Tricked by the devil, Benjamin is lured into the shadow land between the dead and living. Attacked by the Beast of Revelation, desperate, alone, fighting for his life and soul, Benjamin cries out to the angels.

Angels always answer the call for help. But not all have halos and wings.

Some have fangs and claws and own the night as a black jaguar.

Deep in the swamps of Louisiana a mighty evil walks. It’s the age ol’ battle between good and evil. Which be the more powerful?

Daughter of the Howling Moon. Coming soon from RH Burkett and Pen-L Publishing.

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Painting My Words

Truths by Ruth

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I’m sure all you writers out there have heard the old saying, “writing is painting with words.” How true. I even teach this in my presentation, “Adding Bling.” I love to take plain sentences and dress them up. For example: Plain: It was a full moon. Dressed up: The moon hung like a giant sugar cookie in the inky sky. Get the idea? And the more outside the box I can get, the better.

I just signed a contract with Pen-L Publishing for my third book, Daughter of the Howling Moon. Book covers are my passion. I believe a great book cover is the most important selling tool for any novel, and I’m really picky on what I want. So this time around I decided I would paint my own book cover. I mean, how hard could it be? Mama was a commercial artist and worked for Hallmark Cards…

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Ode to the Howling Moon

Truths by Ruth

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What is it about the moon that holds me so?
Sparks my innards and touches the soul?
Deep in the wilds as a jaguar I did growl
And ran with wind, free to howl.

I feel kinship to this silver orb shining in the inky sky.
It boils the blood and makes me itch to fly
On backs of dragons. Or Unicorns. Or broomsticks
As a black cat on the end who hisses and spits.

Orange, with purple and red swirls.
Heavenly light so close to the earth.
This be my calling. My purpose for birth.
For a Howling Moon its been said
Frees the spirits and redeems the dead.

A Howling Moon so beautiful it bubbles the blood
Makes me stand in its magic light so full.
So powerful, I surrender to its pull
To draw the circle, cast the spell
And write the story that only I, Bethany…

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Conversation Around a Camp Fire

Character development is a great deal of the fun of writing.

Pamela Foster, Author and Speaker

osage warriorCreation myths reveal the original culture of a people. Oh, we shift and grow and turn to the left and the right over thousands of years, but still our view of this life is colored with how our ancestors explained their existence on this earth.
In The Long Journey Home series, between narrow escapes and the killing of those that need killing, Jeremiah and Montego spend time chewing the fat around a campfire. Part of the fun of writing these novels is the conversations these two men have while sitting under the stars.

Jeremiah, a haunted confederate soldier in the 3rd Arkansas Infantry Regiment, is an educated, well-read man. Montego, an Osage who also knows the burden of fighting hard and losing a war, was educated by Jesuits. Both men learned much of what they know of the world in battle.
So, sitting around a fire under the stars, gnawing…

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Why a Western?

Pamela Foster, Author and Speaker

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Ridgeline is my fifth published book. None of my previous works are westerns.
So then why, at this stage of my career, would I choose to write in a genre that is, according the geniuses in New York, writhing in its death throes? Well, first of all, it’s been a good many years since I’ve given much credence to the opinions of strangers.

Secondly Jeremiah Jones, the main character in Ridgeline, appeared to me, and like most cowboys, the man is as stubborn as a dang Missouri mule. He simply refused to leave until I told the story. Finally, in an attempt to rid myself of the man, I sat down to write a short story.
Ah, huh. Every writer out there knows how THAT goes. I’m now 50,000 words into The Rainmaker, the sequel for Ridgeline, with another two or three books in the series bouncing…

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Celebrate Poetry-4/8: FRIENDSHIP

I love Ruth Weeks’s haiku!

Life: Haiku by Haiku

The theme for Day 8′s celebrating National Poetry Month is “Friendship.” Click HERE for details of this haiku celebration of throughout the month of April.

Since I’m not in the drawing for my own book, I decided it’s okay if for the friendship haiku, I don’t post one of my original haiku. Instead, I’m going to post a haiku that my dear friend, Ruth Weeks, wrote as a “farewell” haiku when I moved from Fayetteville to Dallas:

sisters not of blood
but soul mates from start of time
love needs no reason

laughing Ruth is the one on the far right. From left to right, Linda Apple, Pamela Foster, Patty Stith, Moi, Ruth Weeks — The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pen

Obviously, it made me cry. 🙂

Share your haiku about FRIENDSHIP in the comments of this post and you’ll be entered in the drawing for one of three signed copies of 

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The Lusty Month of May

Hope to see you at the OWFI Conference, May 1-3 at the Embassy Suites in Oklahoma City. I’ll be presenting three workshops there!

Jan Morrill Writes

Okay, okay. I’ll admit it. I used the title of a song from one of my favorite movies, Camelot, as a brazen attempt to attract your attention. But, my post does have to do with May.

I love May for at least two reasons:

  1. Spring should be in full bloom by then, though with the winter we’ve had, one might have some doubts.spring
  2. The OWFI Conference!! I CAN count on that! This year’s conference will be held May 1-3 at the Embassy Suites in Oklahoma City.

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Take a peek at the wide array of presenters at this year’s conference — including me!

Here’s a teaser for the three different workshops I’ll be presenting:

Characterization: Using Letters & Photos to Bring Characters to Life
Friday, May 2, 10:00 a.m.-11:00 a.m.

Are you challenged with getting your characters to “talk” to you? I have a couple of successful methods I’ve…

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The Ghost of Branson Rodeo Bling Queen

Spending time with Ruth can not only be spooky, it makes me laugh until my stomach hurts. 🙂

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This weekend I attended the first meeting of the year of the Ozark Writers League in Branson, Missouri.  Snow and ice holding me prisoner in my own house for days on end, being behind  at work, and a $200.00 electric bill had turned me into a depressed, grumpy ol’ bear.  I needed this get-out-of-Dodge weekend in the worst way.  Hanging out with creative, like-minded folks always recharges my battery, plus as an added bonus, I rode to the meeting with one of my best pals, Gyspy Jan.  Gyspy Jan moved to Big D a few months ago leaving a huge hole in my heart, so spending time with her made my dull high-pro glow bright and shiny once more.

We stayed the night in Hollister at the Ye Olde English Inn.  The Inn drips charm, The first time I stayed at the Inn a perfect stranger grabbed my hand at the door and said, “this place is haunted…

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The Song that Came to Mind

What song first comes to mind for you? What’s the story behind that song?

Jan Morrill Writes

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Last night, I drew another prompt from the writing prompt box I recently created:

Write about the first song that comes to mind.

Music…a song…can take me back in time faster than almost anything, except perhaps a scent. So, I enjoyed this prompt.

I’m sure it will be obvious to you that I changed a name to protect the innocent. And, it’s funny how the mind fills in details that have been forgotten, so perhaps there are a couple of minor embellishments. But it’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.

Following is the song and the story that first came to mind. I would LOVE to hear about the story behind the first song that comes to your mind!

Yesterday

One of my most romantic moments came when I was in fourth grade. Back then, romance was made of fairy tales, of princes on white stallions and happily-ever-afters.

I…

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