You need to state that you are taking part in the Storytime Quarterly Blog Hop and include the logo with the list of participates you will receive from me, after I receive all links and format the list to be added. I will email the list to you to add underneath your story so we can move easily from story to story. Questions, email me.
PRE-SCHEDULE LINK (Time zone match) SNYC’s your posts with the host’s time zone,(ME)to Go Live midnight hosts time. (My) time zone is EASTERN. Use pre-scheduler link. No Guessing Required!
How It Works: Post your story on your website. Use preset link to determine and sync time zone.
Emailyour scheduled link to me by the link DEADLINE above. (Make sure you hit schedule before copying your link, otherwise, it is only the preview for your eyes-only link.)
Want to write flash fiction? Never wrote flash fiction? Need Help? Check out: ~Holly Lisle Free Course below! You’ll be writing and finishing shorts in no time.
IWSG Insecure Writer’s Support Group July 7th Blog Hop
Insecure Writer’s Support Group—A database resource site and support group for writers and authors. Featuring weekly guests and tips, a monthly blogfest gathering, a Facebook group, a book club, and thousands of links–all to benefit writers! #IWSG Website / Facebook Group / Twitter / Book Club Reedsy Discount / Past Issues
Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer help and guidance. It’s a safe-haven for insecure writers of all kinds! Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post your thoughts on your own blog. Talk about your doubts and the fears you have conquered. Discuss your struggles and triumphs. Offer a word of encouragement for others who are struggling. Visit others in the group and connect with your fellow writer—aim for a dozen new people each time—and return comments. This group is all about connecting! Be sure to link to this page and display the badge in your post. And please be sure your avatar links back to your blog! Our Twitter handle is @TheIWSG and hashtag is #IWSG.
July 7th optional question – What would make you quit writing?
MY ANSWER: Lots of stuff has made me quit for a season, BUT nothing can make me quit forever. There is a need to tell a story that bugs me. Besides, I miss my characters and worlds. AND, then I get to thinking what if I just kept at it? I mean, if I had never stopped I would be so much farther along now. The progress I have made to date surprises even me. So, I will put my best foot forward and keep on writing, and when obstacles appear I will find my way around them and pray that the universe and God want me to stay an author/writer too.
I am an author! You should say it out loud to yourself every day. The only one stopping you is YOU! Heard that saying, “Life will find a way.” The quote is from Jurassic Park movie and some other source I don’t remember.
The Seventh Annual IWSG Anthology Contest Submissions accepted: May 7–September 1, 2021
Attention Participates:
Overall, your story should be clean of offensive material, including profanity, vulgarity, excessive violence, or sexually explicit or suggestive scenes. Elements in your story should focus on romance, not on sex, which should be kept “behind closed doors.” The overall plot should lead to a positive and uplifting outcome, also known as “happily ever after.” Absolutely no erotica or pornography.
This is the basic definition of ROMANCE from RWA (Romance Writer’s of America):
Definition: Two basic elements comprise every romance novel: a central love story and an emotionally satisfying and optimistic ending. A Central Love Story: The main plot centers around individuals falling in love and struggling to make the relationship work. A writer can include as many subplots as he/she wants as long as the love story is the primary focus of the novel (or Short Story). An Emotionally Satisfying and Optimistic Ending: In a romance, the lovers who risk and struggle for each other and their relationship are rewarded with emotional justice and unconditional love.
How It Works: Post your story on your website. Use preset link to determine and sync time zone.
Emailyour scheduled link to me by the link DEADLINE above. (Make sure you hit schedule before copying your link,otherwise, it is only the preview for your eyes-only link.)
Want to write flash fiction? Never wrote flash fiction? Need Help? Check out: ~Holly Lisle Free Course below! You’ll be writing and finishing shorts in no time.
A welcoming widow with a twisted appetite; a war-time evil lurking behind the face of a child; a father’s love gone horribly wrong; a deadly government solution; a new job with a demonic pay scale; a woman trapped in a mysterious house with no memory of who she is or how she got there. These are a mere glimpse of the terrors that lie in wait in this collection of horror short stories, sure to grip the psyche and torment the soul.
The rules for this blog hop were: Your post should be one of the following: 1. Your favorite urban legend 2. Your favorite old wives’ tale 3. Something scary that happened to you in real life that you learned from
My favorite Urban Legend is Big Foot. Big Foot was a local legend as well where I grew up in Texas. There was a rumor that Big Foot roamed the countryside. He occasionally killed someone’s cow for food and you could smell him long before you would spot. We had a high report of cows being killed in the area, most likely some kind of lion or cougar, but many swore it was NOT a big cat. The smell is also how you could tell he was in the area or had been around because it lingers a while after he had gone. (And NO, it was not dead cow smell.)
My friends and I, just around the time we all got our driver licenses, went looking for Big Foot at night. We did this a lot in those days. That was when you were most likely to find or catch him. We swore we smelled him many times. This entertained us immensely. We had a lot of fun driving all over the countryside and scaring each other.
But I swear I smelled him and got a glimpse of him moving through the trees before he took off once. The next day there were three reports of cows found dead in the area where we had been night cruising in our local paper.
🙃🙈🙉🙊🐄🚗🦽
There were reports and rumors off and on throughout the years after that. Just saying…
I am working on a middle-grade or YA project with a Big Foot character in a fiction world called Hollow Earth. You can read an unedited rough draft of the beginning of the first scene here. I have a whole beat outline and guess really what I am doing is expanding that scene by scene, until I have a full picture of the world and how it operates.
This beginning was written from the first beat in my outline. I am also approaching in a telling mode (expanding the beats by outlined scenes) here rather than showing. I was trying to figure out what that world might be like, figuring out the details, and what the reader would need to know to understand it, and what could be left out until later if needed. Basically, I was getting feel for being inside the world with the character.
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I included these wives’ tale because these are true.
Eight Old Wives Tales About Food That Are True From Readers Digest by Beth A. Tomkiw
A fan of all things fantastical and frightening, Shannon Lawrence writes primarily horror and fantasy. Her stories can be found in over forty anthologies and magazines, and her two solo horror short story collections, Blue Sludge Blues & Other Abominations and Bruised Souls & Other Torments are available from online retailers. When she’s not writing, she’s hiking through the wilds of Colorado and photographing her magnificent surroundings, where, coincidentally, there’s always a place to hide a body or birth a monster.
This blog hop is hosted by Patricia Josephine in celebration of Abducted Life’s birthday on Valentine’s Day.
This is a true story. No, really it is. As a child and into adulthood I spent every Christmas Eve at my Aunt Alva’s house in the country in Whitewright, Texas.
This happened one night when I was on my way home alone before I moved to Florida.
MERRY ALIEN CHRISTMAS
The night was so black the stars peeked out like tiny pinholes. Every Christmas Eve we gather at my aunt’s house to exchange gag gifts. Unfortunately, I had to work on Christmas Day, so I was making the long hour drive home just before midnight.
The road was long and snaky stretching for miles through black rolling farmland covered in portions of green grass, golden wheat, white cotton, and LongHorn cows.
There were no other cars.
I heard a hum and then a loud knock as if something fell out of my
car. It sputtered and died. I coasted to the roadside. I tried
to restart. The engine didn’t turn over. It clicked.
I was grateful I always kept a flashlight in the car. I popped
the hood. The night loomed darker and vast on the country roadside with no
houses in sight. I fiddled with the battery
and checked the water.
I went back to my car and tried to call for help using my cell phone. It didn’t work. I had forgotten to charge it before I left my aunts.
I got back out of the car again. I guess I was walking if a car didn’t come by
soon.
I froze and held my breath as the black night lit like the day. My mind screamed don’t look as I forced my eyes skyward.
I saw a saucer-shaped craft hovering above me. It’s radius at least a block wide. Multi-colored strobe lights danced in a circle around its circumference.
It was the beam from its center that created the illusion of
daylight. A sharp piercing sound made me
cover my ears. I felt sick, then dizzy,
then nothing.
I opened my eyes. I
felt cold. It took a minute, but I
realized I was laying on a metal bed. I
couldn’t move. Yet I could see nothing
holding me down.
It was then I noticed the white big-eyed bipeds milling around the room carrying colorful geometric-shaped boxes.
I wasn’t the only human in the room. I could see other beds with small people in
green uniforms also not moving. On my left
lay a large deer with 5-point horns.
A jolly voice to my right spoke, “I am afraid Juneta that
Christmas has been abducted, but since we are here together may I say, Ho, Ho, Ho,
Merry Alien Christmas!”
Savannah Janowitz’s perfect life was destroyed the night she and her boyfriend vanished without a trace. A year later she reappears—alone. With no memory of what happened and strange, new abilities manifesting, Savannah struggles to rebuild her life. Evan Sullivan was changed by the horrifying experiments. Now he hides in the shadows and watches Savannah rebuild her life without him. Neither can let the other go. Once reunited, Savannah and Evan see a glimmer of their old lives. As they face what happened to them together, they realize aliens aren’t the only danger out there. Someone closer to home is watching, waiting for the right moment to tear them apart.
Patricia Josephine is a writer of Urban Fantasy and Sci-Fi Romance books. She actually never set out to become a writer, and in fact, she was more interested in art and band in high school and college. Her dreams were of becoming an artist like Picasso. On a whim, she wrote down a story bouncing in her head for fun. That was the start of her writing journey, and she hasn’t regretted a moment. When she’s not writing, she’s watching Doctor Who or reading about serial killers. She’s an avid knitter. One can never have too much yarn. She writes Young Adult Paranormal, Science Fiction, and Fantasy under the name Patricia Lynne. Patricia lives with her husband in Michigan, hopes one day to have what will resemble a small petting zoo, and has a fondness for dying her hair the colors of the rainbow.
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