Society of YA Storytellers: Villain Takeover

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How to RULE the World
by Jersey Clifford

I am not writing this article as a recommendation that you should try to conquer the world.  That would be ridiculous.  You, a mere mortal, building an army strong enough to rule the earth?  I think not.  If you knew anything worth knowing, you would know that human beings are near the bottom of the food chain.  There are vampires (which I loathe), shifters and wraiths (both make good servants), and my kind.

I am a werewolf.  Being the first in any species gives you a unique perspective.  Ordinary werewolves are notoriously stupid, some illiterate, and they cannot control their rage.  I, on the other hand, have become quite zen over the centuries.  I can stand back, assess a situation, and know exactly what to do.

The first thing someone in my position needs to do to prepare for taking over the world is to build an army.  Yes, I am turning mortals into werewolves right and left.  They may not be smart, but they are ten times stronger than people.

The second thing I need to do is make a treaty with vampires.  Yes, I know.  It sounds unappetizing, but vampires aren’t all bad.  Take my new friend Jack, for instance.  He may have recently lost his fangs and can’t remember who I am, but he stirs something deep inside of me.  Is it compassion?  Loyalty?  Love, even?  I have no idea.  Doesn’t matter.  When the day comes, I will fulfill my destiny and kill Jack… again.

He is sweetest friend or hardest foe,
best angel or worst devil.
I either hate or love him so.
I can’t merely be civil.

                  Elizabeth Barrett Browning

This is how I feel about him, torn in half.  Part of me wants to save him, while the other part wants to rip into his chest with metallic claws.  Jack would understand the quote above.  He cherishes the written word as much as I do.  Perhaps if I had someone else to discuss literature with, I wouldn’t be that drawn to him.

In any case, my army is nearly done.  I am going to approach the vampires soon.  Together, we will enslave the people.  They will call us master.  They will call us gods.

Jersey Clifford

K.C. Blake

Rule series/Vampires Rule, published 2011

Amazon link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B004YZB8XU

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Indie Book Release: Book of the Lost (Midnight Guardian #5) by Bryna Butler

BotLswcoverDeath. Love. Werewolves. Jealousy. Shadows. Prom. Unionists. Betrayal. Graduation.
Who said senior year would be easy?
Book 5 in the Midnight Guardian series is a roller coaster of suspense taking riders on Keira’s journey to fulfill her destiny and bring about the end of the gremlin-like mogdocs. The Book of the Lost may be their last hope. Trouble is…they can’t read it and every bad guy in this world and beyond wants it.Enter the world of the Midnight Guardian and read the series that fans are calling original, fun, and engrossing.

About Bryna Butler

Indie author Bryna Butler pens an engrossing and refreshingly original take on the paranormal in her debutMidnight Guardian series. Butler’s young adult paranormal novels feature strong female leads and are woven from elements of horror, suspense, comedy, and mystery, all in a modern, small town setting.

Butler is inspired by authors like Rachel Caine, Charlaine Harris, Lauren Kate, Joss Whedon, Neil Gaiman, Stephenie Meyer, and MaryJanice Davidson. Her work contains no profanity or explicit scenes, making it appropriate for pre-teen as well as teen readers.

 
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Series List: www.brynabutler.com/books
OF SUN & MOON (Midnight Guardian Series, Book 1)
WHISPERING EVIL (Book 2)
MIDNIGHT CHILD (Book 3) 
SHADOWS RISING (Book 4)
BOOK OF THE LOST (Book 5) – Coming November 30th
HOUSE OF GAMMEN (Book 6) – Coming 2014
Paperback & eBook editions available from: Amazon | Apple iBooks | Barnes & Noble | Smashwords | Sony eReader Store 

Author Evolution: Confidence and Stronger Writing

Several times now I’ve gone back to look at my debut novel. Gifted, a Donovan Circus Novel will always hold a special place in my heart. It was my first title, my first self-published book, my first true attempt to really put my writing out there. And luckily, it’s been well-received by most readers (and even with the not-so-favored, I’ve learned a couple things from their reviews).

However, I often find mistakes. I wish I’d written a section differently, added or subtracted things or words from certain scenes, or whatever. You get the idea. Authors often talk about how they’re so glad that their first books weren’t picked up by traditional authors because when they look back on them now, it’s embarrassing. Obviously, I feel differently. I was (and am) so proud of Gifted, so eager to put it out into the world and not a day goes by that I’m not proud of this achievement. I just can’t see myself in ten years frowning at the decision. And I can’t wait to dive back into the second title and hang out with my characters, meet new people, and introduce the next villain. GiftedCover

I started writing Gifted when I was 23. Between life events and plucking up the courage to self-publish after I got tired of waiting to hear back from potential agents/publishers, I was 27 when Gifted became a real book outside of my computer. Because it was my first novel (and partly because I thought I was only writing for me before it took on its own life form), I hadn’t really found my writing style yet. I’m not a beautiful, prosey writer. I’m not quite as succinct as Hemingway, though many of my friends usually say that’s a good thing. I am painfully uncomfortable about situations where I have to say what I write. When I tell them the genre or plot, I’ve always braced myself for an eye roll or that “Are you kidding?” look. Take for instance the Roanoke writers conference – when a new friend said she’d love to read my book I had in my bag, I apologized as I handed it to her, telling her it was “nothing like the other authors here at this thing.” For a moment, I hesitated about my freshman, self-published fantasy book in the midst of serious non-fiction and the classics-loving reading groups.

Then I remembered that I have readers, too. I have people who want to read Gifted’s sequel and the few who’ve read Witch Hearts saying they liked it even more than Gifted. I feel confident now in a way I didn’t before Gifted. My second title, Witch Hearts, is due out this spring. It’s a very different book from Gifted. It’s an adult title, a paranormal thriller mystery with some romance (okay, an urban fantasy but my definition is more accurate). It dives into some spooky territory I didn’t know my mind could create. My villain is a worst nightmare, the details creepier than before, and the tension, I feel, racketed up more than Gifted ever achieved. My writing, it seems, has grown in my experience with writing for magazines (I have word counts!). It has grown in my reading lots of other books and trying lots of different authors in the genres I love. (I can afford this because I buy $0.99-$4.99 indie books on my Kindle/app, by the way. Just sayin’.)

It seems to me, my friends, that we as writers will grow more each time we write down new words. The upside to your writer’s growth, especially in a series (at least I hope), is that the books – with sharp writing and well-developed characters – will only get better. I love Gifted with all my heart, but I know several mistakes to avoid and styles I’ll roll with this time. Because I’m now (slightly) more comfortable thanks to experience, support, and Scrivener, I hope I continue to grow and make my writing better. I want each book to be better than the last and for my readers to love every new word.

I mean, someone out there reads paranormal mystery thrillers with romance and murder (not at the same time). You guys are probably here for a good reason, right?

Cover Reveal, Excerpt from Ghost of Josiah Grimshaw by Suzy Turner

My wonderful friend Suzy Turner (who is always so amazing at visiting my blog and commenting – I promise to be a better friend Suzy!) has a brand new release out and I am so excited to share it with you! I haven’t gotten my hands on the title yet, but I plan to pick up a copy and get to reading soon! Once you read the excerpt, you’re going to need to read more. I’m already a little creeped out, but totally intrigued by the unique plot! Thanks so much to Suzy for allowing me to share this with you all. Please enjoy the synopsis, cover reveal, and brief excerpt from Suzy Turner’s upcoming title, A Morgan Sisters Novel – The Ghost of Josiah Grimshaw. And check out the YouTube book trailer as well as find out where to buy your own copy ASAP!

The Ghost of Josiah Grimshaw

Adopted sisters Lana Beth and Emma Jane are polar opposites, but when the same strange ‘tattoo’ suddenly appears and winds its way up their bodies within days of each other, they soon realise there’s more to their relationship than they could ever have imagined.

Sent off to London for two weeks of ‘work experience’, the Morgan Sisters soon find themselves being initiated into the ancient Praxos Foundation, one that protects the innocent while fighting evil, both human and supernatural.

At the same time, Lana Beth and Emma Jane must also investigate why the sweet but sometimes pesky ghost of Josiah Grimshaw just won’t leave them alone.

Excerpt

Staying put on the side of the road, Lana watched him cycle away into the distance. She didn’t want to go home and she certainly didn’t fancy going back to the hospital, so she hopped back onto her bike and took an easy ride towards the old churchyard. As she approached the crumbling remains of the building that had been destroyed in 1953, she kept a close eye on Carlton Point which stared back down as if goading her.

But instead of pulling up at the churchyard, something made her continue cycling. It was if they weren’t her legs pedalling. She just kept going. Breathless, her heart thumped in her chest as she came to a slow about halfway up the steep hill. Stopping, she climbed off and pushed her bike to the grassy expanse to the side of the pathway, letting it fall to the ground. She followed it and sat down for a few minutes, getting her breath back.

The wind picked up temporarily and with it came a gentle sound. It sounded like someone calling out her name. Turning to look up towards the very top of Carlton Point, Lana couldn’t see anyone. Its just my imagination, she thought. It’s just because my heart is beating like God knows what. But the sound continued persistently: ‘Laaaanaa….. Laaaanaa…. Laaaanaa…’

‘What the…?’.

Standing, Lana did a full circle squinting her eyes before chuckling nervously, ‘Very funny, Scottie. I know it’s you. You can come out now!’ she yelled.

But nobody appeared.

She fidgeted with her fingers nervously. Her plan was to climb back on her bike and cycle away but her legs moved in another direction: towards the summit.

No, she thought, no…

But it was no good. She no longer had any control over her body and she continued walking until she reached the pinnacle of Carlton Point. Lana was terrified. She’d always had what she thought to be an irrational fear of heights. Just like Emma had an irrational fear of water. There was no explanation to either phobia. Then why am I here? Why did I climb up?

At the very top of Carlton Point was a small circular patch of ground surrounded by an ancient stone wall. On one side of it was the pathway she’d just walked along… although steep, there were no scary edges as such. But the other side was an altogether different story. She’d seen it in pictures, and from afar, but she’d never seen it up close.

Standing dead centre as she let her handbag fall to the ground, Lana closed her eyes just for a second. I’m not here, she thought, I’m in bed having a nightmare. But the gentle breeze told her a different story. She gulped hard and opened her eyes, her limbs incapable of moving further. But she was no longer in the centre of the circle. She was now looking down at a sheer drop hundreds of feet below.

She could hear her heart beating, feel it thudding in her chest. She couldn’t open her mouth; it was too dry. All she wanted to do was scream but she couldn’t even do that. Please God don’t let me die, she thought.

A sudden massive gust of wind took her feet from beneath her and she was forcefully pushed from the top of Carlton Point, falling silently and peacefully to the rocky hills below.

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