Authors to Read E-book Giveaway

Follow fellow indie author Brittney Sahin and enter her draw to win a copy of Dead and Kicking or any of the other books featured on her ‘Authors to Read’ page

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Have you checked out the many fantastic books I have listed on my “Authors to Read” page yet?

Would you love to receive a free e-book by one of the authors?

Enter the giveaway for a chance to win your choice of ANY of the e-books listed on my “Authors to Read” page valued at $7.99 or less.

You’re not limited to the images above (I just chose a random selection to showcase an example of what I have listed on the blog).

There will be 2 prizes awarded! If you do not have a Facebook or twitter account, send me an email at authorbrittneysahin@gmail.com & I’ll manually add you to the raffle. Best of luck and if your book is listed on the ‘Authors to Read’ page- spread the word & of course … enter as well & discover a new book!

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Happy Ground Hog Day!

Living where I do, in the middle of the Canadian prairies, Ground Hog day has always confused me. You see, where I live, winter is very long, counted in months, not weeks. At the beginning of February, we are usually still looking at a minimum of six more weeks of winter. At a minimum! So, when the local ground hog sees his shadow on February 2nd, I can never understand why that’s a bad thing. Where I live, only having six more weeks of winter at the beginning of February would be fantastic.  So really, either way, we win.  If he doesn’t see his shadow, early spring, yippee! If he does see his shadow, only six more weeks of winter equals early spring, yippee!

For the rest of you, living in warmer climes where six more weeks of winter would actually mean a longer winter, my condolences if the little varmint saw his shadow today.  Not to worry though, if he did, Harry’s BFF, Tess, has taken care of the problem.

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BREAKING NEWS!

Well, certainly didn’t see this coming when I wrote my post a few days ago, but it seems ‘Winnipeg Willow’ the local rodent with aspirations of being a meteorologist passed away just days before Ground Hog Day.  Not really sure what that means for our winter, but I’m thinking if the ground hog dies, it can’t be a good thing.  Better start stocking up on books and hot chocolate!

 

 

When the Spirit Moves You

My muse is a fickle…uh, {insert not nice word that my mother would disapprove of here}. After spending the last few months learning the ropes of marketing the two books I have currently published, I have been chomping at the bit to be writing again.

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How people picture a writer’s muse

The ideas are whirring around in my head and although I had originally thought Harry’s story was a trilogy, it turns out there is more to tell. The story for book four is there.  In my head. The problem is, it won’t come out, or rather, it may be ready to come out, but another idea spoke louder, or was pushier and cut in line and got out first.

 

So now I find myself writing something completely different than I intended, but don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining (well, maybe a little).  Writing is writing and I love it. I love thinking through the scenes, plotting them in my mind, listening to my characters speak to me and writing it all down.  I love how I can close my eyes and my characters come alive.  It’s like having the best TV show ever in my head, all the time.  Of course, that can also have a downside because it’s like having the best TV show ever in my head, all the time, like at 3 AM when I should be sleeping because I have to get up and go to work at my actual paying job (you know, the one that keeps a roof over my head and my kid’s hollow leg fed) so that I can have the leisure time to write about the TV show in my head.  Whew!

It doesn’t help that I’m a night owl and I get my best work done in the evening.  I can be
dead on my femy museet at 6pm but by 9pm? I’m wide awake and my muse is tapping me on the shoulder impatiently.  I can’t deny her. When the urge to write is there, I feel compelled to listen, frantically typing out the words in my head as if it will relieve the pressure. And, maybe in a way it does.  As the ideas take form and the words hit the paper, I’m freeing up space inside my brain for more ideas to grow.

So I’ll keep writing when the muse is upon me, even if it isn’t what I intended to be writing about.  I’m just grateful to be writing and have the chance to share my words with you.