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Taking a break…


Due to an extremely busy month ahead I will be taking a short break from blogging until the end of June. #amwriting #studying

 “Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.”
~Harriet Tubman

Wherever you may be in your day/eve, I hope you’re living with passion & purpose!

Live, laugh & love! xo

Wishing all a wonderful month! 🙂

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Catching up with author Micheal Rivers ( @Micheal_Rivers ) #AmazingAuthor

Recently I was able to catch up with #AmazingAuthor Micheal Rivers.  Last time I spoke with Micheal was during our previous interview back in the spring of 2013 (here). Looks like fans will be happy to see he has big things happening on the horizon.

Author Micheal Rivers

Welcome Micheal, it’s been a while since we last spoke

It’s been too long. With our schedules we don’t talk nearly enough.

I understand you’re pursuing different genres…What have you been working on?

I actually have two in the works that are a different genre. I believe they may raise some eyebrows when they are released. One in particular, which is titled Robin Peace, is a story a few people may get a little angry with. It does reflect the way many people are thinking at this point with world affairs.

What inspired you to change genres?

I have a lot of stories in my head that I want to get down in print. It just happens they are not in my usual genre. It’s a little excitement in my life. The world is wide open. When I see or hear something that sticks with me it can bring on what if, and then it’s an open end run for the goal line.

In general what inspires/motivates you to write? 

Inspiration comes from a thousand places at once sometimes. I never could pinpoint any one thing that produces inspiration for me. I only wish I could write when I want to. The motivation comes from not being able to control the passion. As an author you cannot always write situations or events as they really are. There is such a thing as respect or consideration for others even when you are wielding a pen.

What message do you hope your readers walk away with after reading your books?

There are times when I sneak in tiny bits of wisdom for my readers. I do so without the intention of interfering, but with a morsel to try and get them to think about what was written. There are things out there we will never understand and yet they exist; it’s up to us to find the answers to the riddles.

Are you a plotter (do you outline) or are you a “pantser” and  prefer to just see where an idea leads you? 

I have tried outlining and still do to a degree. The outline works for me, and yet it goes out the window when the character decides he has his own agenda. Makes you wonder who is controlling whom. My storyboard is the main- stay of my work. It is confusing to others looking at it, but it makes perfect sense to me.

Do you ever get writer’s block and how do you work through it?

I do not get writer’s block. I work through the tale until I am satisfied with where it is going. That is another reason I can work on more than one manuscript at the time. I have six in the works at this moment. I have no problem separating the characters and I know where the stories are going. I just have to decide on how I want to write it. With enough Pepsi, cigarettes and Twinkies, you can rule the world.

What does your average work/writing day look like?

That is a tough question. Life changes every day so getting a set time for me is like watching a train wreck in progress. It is the peripheral things that drive me insane and does not allow a set schedule. I do research, answer emails, and a host of challenges to keep me company. The greatest challenge is myself; I have to have the right mindset before I can lay down the first word for the day.

What challenges do you find (if any) in changing genres? 

I think maybe the greatest challenge is Mike Baugham. (You know Micheal Rivers, the guy who writes the paranormal stories.) Will anybody recognize the name or will they say there is a new writer in town?

Can you tell us what is coming up for you and where can we find you online?

In the future there are a number of books. I have a sequel for The Black Witch. This one is where it all began for the schooner. I have a mind bender entitled Scratch. There is a sequel to Moonlight on the Nantahala. The coup de gras is Robin Peace and another, which is untitled. They are out of my genre. The others, which I have to look forward to, are lain out for their execution and maybe I will live to be a hundred and get them all.

I can be found at

Amazon Books:

Thank you Belinda, it was great talking with you today. Hopefully, our schedules will permit us to talk again sooner. We’ll turn the tables next time and I’d love to have you on my blog.

Micheal Rivers

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Day in the life of Author May Woodworth ( @MayWoodworth ) ~ Guest Post


Since my time is spent in two locations (city and country), for my ‘Day in the life’, I chose to give you a glimpse into a day in one of my happy places. From a tree laden homestead in New England, I wish all of you a happy Spring. I know it is Spring, not from looking outside, but because the calendar says so. This morning greeted us with a weather forecast of more snow. No kidding. Going into the second week of April and more snow is on the way. I drowned my sorrow with gads of coffee and an extra large cinnamon swirl muffin.  Bleary eyed, I gazed at the woodpeckers at the suet feeders, I kept telling myself that Spring would come. Someday. Today though: 35 degrees. After a quick shower, I shoved hair into pigtails, and piled on the many layers I required, I dragged my butt outside. If it weren’t for my girls, I wouldn’t. But my momma hen radar was on. I knew they were squawking for me. Sure enough, as I neared the coop, I heard them. Opening their coop door, I was greeted by my bright eyed and bushy tailed girls. After brief morning hellos, they took off to explore the grounds, pecking at any patches of earth. Coop cleaned, food trays filled, water changed, sand raked, and buckets of waste dumped in the compost, I took some time to hang out with the girls.  Don’t believe anyone who says chickens aren’t social or have personalities. They are, and they do. After corralling them back to the safety of the kennel, I head back inside. The wood stove, and my latest work in process was calling me.  I planned on spending the week in my writing cave (next to the woodstove), but first I needed to make enough food to meet every craving I could possibly have and feed my homesteading partner. So, I made a sh*tload of food. A week’s worth. Now I could write. Wrong. Next was a trip to the library to stock up on research books. They know me well there. Then, just when I thought it was safe to write, the tree removal guys pulled up. They did all the hard work, but clean up was up to us. Log after log, branch after branch, twig after twig. We moved them all, and it needed to be done before dark. Dinner=(thank you slow cookers) Finally, after the girls were tucked in, the kitchen cleaned, the emails and promotion taken care of, it could have been writing time, but instead, we decided a cozy fire was in order.  Thanks to my homesteading partners penchant for torching , we had us a nice bonfire. After that, when normal people would probably start thinking about bedtime, I escaped into my plant filled office (after downing a coffee), clicked on the pink fairy lights, and turned on my beloved Acer laptop. Me and him, we go way back. Who knows where I will be five years from now, but I know this; Writing will always be a part of my life because I make room for it. There is always time if you make time. Making time for everything, spending time in two different locations, I had to figure out how to make it all work. I did. I write deep into the night. Peace, May

May’s New Release:


Not only are toxic partners dangerous physically, they can damage your self-esteem and affect decision making. You focus on surviving each day instead of thriving. After a lifetime working for women and families, May Woodworth explores why some women attach themselves to toxic partners, and why they have difficulty unsticking from them. In her debut non-fiction, Sticky Girls, Why Women Stay In Bad Relationships, May approaches dependent relationships in a compassionate manner, giving guidance, and offering solutions to woman who feel stuck. Keep attracting the wrong type of guy? Do you stay invested in toxic relationships well past their expiration date? Have you ever been on the receiving end of relationship abuse? Do you have a relationship pattern that you would like to change? Are you ready to explore why you behave the way you do? Sticky Girls is for you. Getting unstuck is not impossible. With the right tools, you can make it happen. About May May’s books explore women’s self-esteem, parenting struggles, personal growth, and empowerment. After years in social services and early childhood education, she has now carved out time to explore her new passion: writing. Sticky Girls (Non-Fiction, Self-help) Arrow Publications LLC, (book 1 in a women’s empowerment series) releases February, 2015. Heart of the Hurricane, 2014 (Romance, Drama, Fiction), Big World Network, is available in print, e-book, and audio-book. May also published over 14 romances under a pseudonym between 2010-2014. Where to find May: May’s Amazon Page May’s Blog May’s Facebook May’s Twitter

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Exciting News from Amazing Author Sylvia Stein ( @sylvia_stein07 ) …

Sylvia Stein Pic I am happy to announce that my novella Closure is available through audio on ACX.   Now you can bring Sara’s story to life with the amazing talents of Clay Lomayaku.   You can find the closure audio available through Audible from ACX and it is also available through iTunes and Amazon.   I will be giving out three free copies of the audio book. Make sure to post your comments to enter and win an audio copy of Closure.


Closure ~ Chapter 2 Excerpt

In the dark corner of a room, Sara James waited until the monster fell asleep.

Who was the monster?

Garrison James, her father.

It amazed her how much had changed in the few short months since her mother, Lila left. It felt as if it happened over night.

At first, he seemed absent. Then the yelling, drinking, and angry glares erupted whenever she entered the same room as him. Soon, he began calling her names. When she thought things could not get worse, the real abuse began.

He’s not my dad! He’s a monster!

Heavy footsteps tromped towards the room. She gulped in jagged breaths and looked to the ceiling while blinking rapidly. A feeble attempt to control her tears.

When hiding from the monster found her, she would replay what she did wrong and how he caught her the time before.

Don’t cry, she reminded herself, that’s how he finds you.

She looked around the once lively home for a sweet reminder of better times. There was a time when the house was surrounded by a beautiful garden. Her and her mother would walk hand in hand and choose which flowers to bring inside. Now, the windows were closed, and the vase that usually held flowers sat empty. No matter where she looked, there was no sign of happiness or life.

The house had become a vessel of sorrow and pain.

Mommy, think of her.

She closed her eyes and forced images of her favorite memories. A brief smile appeared as thoughts reverted her to one of the many times when her mother taught her how to bake cookies.

“Oh, Momma, I miss you,” she whispered.

The memory of her mother distracted Sara from the harsh reality. However, nearly as quick as the memories arrived, they dissipated, and before she knew it, the monster began lashing out.

“Sara! Sara! Where are you?” he screamed.

Realizing she had made noise. Sara covered her mouth and began internally praying.

Links to audio book Audible:


ITunes: Sylvia Stein – Closure (Unabridged) – #iTunes


Twitter: @sylvia_stein07