During my tenure in Cape Town, I lived in two noteworthy apartments, known as ‘flats’ to the locals and anyone from Europe. I also dated a guy who owned a house. Renting a flat or owning a house isn’t that much different there than it is here stateside. Outside of the optional 50-year mortgage (yes, you are reading that correctly, FIFTY YEARS to pay off a house. I don’t even want to know the interest rate on that.), Continue reading
I had the wonderful opportunity to meet author Zachary Chopchinski and his beautiful wife Layla at UtopiaCon 2016. For more about our meeting, see here. I highly encourage you to check out his series!
The widowed wife of a North Carolina plantation owner, Gabrielle awakens in this life with a broken heart and a sharpened spirit. Living in one of the darkest times in American history, she finds herself running a safe house for the underground railroad during the American Civil War. In order to save a life, Gabrielle must make a sacrifice that could damn her host for eternity.
Everything’s different this time. The rules have changed, Morrigan has changed, and Arawn is more dangerous than ever. He has sent a hunter after Gabrielle and she has to use every ounce of her new powers if she is going to survive.
Zach is a bow tie wearing, formal vest rocking, pocket watch using, sarcastic monster of a writer. Currently residing in Orlando, Florida, he spends his days working, writing and procrastinating.
Zach is the author of the Gabrielle series, a young adult fantasy with a paranormal-historical-time traveling twist (try saying that five times fast).
Zach has multiple college degrees, in the fields of criminal justice and criminology…because he wanted to catch ALL the bad guys. Now, coupled with being an author of young adult fiction he spends his days yelling at people for breaking regulatory laws.
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The following is a contribution to Casey Hays’ My Favorite Things: Christmas blog/contest giveaway this past December.
I wasn’t quite sure what to write about. What could I possibly NOT like about Christmas? I love the Christmas season. Admittedly, every year I begin listening to Christmas music a little earlier than the previous. I believe I started sometime in August this year. Only instrumental though. That’s how I justify it. Continue reading
During my days in graduate school, I toyed with the idea of writing a novel. I wasn’t quite convinced I could do it, or that my writing was ‘good enough.’ I decided to sign up for a Flash Fiction contest. If Flash Fiction is new to you, don’t worry. I didn’t know it was a thing until I decided to enter the contest. Each registrant had 48 hours to write a story 1000 words or less with a given genre, object, and location.
For the second round of the contest, I received the following prompts: Horror, Pinball machine, Junkyard. Below is my entry (PDF link), unedited, for your reading pleasure. I decided not to edit today what I had written then. Not only does it help me see my growth, but also, to show any of you who are thinking of writing, another writer’s starting point (I placed 4th in my heat). Being Flash Fiction, it’s only 3.5 pages. You can spare ten minutes of your time (I was going to use that as the title for this post but changed my mind). If you wish to see more, check out my novel, Weariland (slightly longer…).
Since I have some newcomers to my blog, I thought I would write something fun and light this time around. I originally had a list of my favorite bits of Game of Thrones: Season 6 along with a few things that I missed. However, my first bullet point, Episode 9: Battle of the Bastards, turned into its own blog. The battle between Jon Snow and Ramsay Bolton is the best battle scene I have seen on television. It rivals the battles of the big screen, and in my opinion, surpasses the best hand-to-hand combat movie scenes from Braveheart to Lord of the Rings. I watched most of Season 6 before my husband, but I told him to wait to see Episode 9 until I could watch it with him. It was THAT good. Let me break it down as to why. Continue reading
The past few days have been quite exhausting, but in the best way possible. For the second year in a row (can a row consist of only two?) I attended UtopiaCon, a conference for writers, bloggers, and fans. Looking back on last year’s, I can honestly say I was a shadow at best. Continue reading
I don’t know if every newbie author goes through this, but I sure did. I’m talking about Book Signing Anxiety (BSA). FIRST book signing anxiety. What do I say to people? What should I write? How should I sign my name? How much should I charge for a book? How much change should I have on me? How do I keep track of money and receipts? What pen should I use? What should I wear? Did I leave the iron on? And the mother of all questions— Continue reading
When I told family and friends I was moving to South Africa, I received a mixed bag of reactions.
*Gasp* “Why? That’s so far away!”
One high school friend who had lived there said she couldn’t believe I was going and implied I wasn’t cut out for it. In hindsight, I understand her reaction. Continue reading
I can’t say I’ve met many famous people. I once saw David Spade walking the streets of Manhattan. When I lived in Wilmington I saw every major actor/actress from Dawson’s Creek, except for Dawson himself. My roommate and I were even on the same plane as Joshua Jackson, a.k.a. Pacey. Continue reading
So begins a (weekly, monthly?) blog entry on my journey living in South Africa. When reading the title, feel free to hum the words to the tune, “Living in America,” from Rocky IV.
You may be asking, “Why South Africa?” Perhaps I wanted to literally live as far away as possible from home before swinging back around the planet. Good guess. And there may be some truth to it, but no. I wanted to study great white sharks. Unfortunately, the U.S. government didn’t. There is little to no grant money for that. Thank you treadmill shrimp. Google it. It’s a thing. Continue reading