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They were useless little nothings that should have held no meaning, and yet she risked life and limb to get them back. And, for what? To find herself right back starving on the streets?
- my WIP, Seven Years Love

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It came back to what she’d always told Henry. There wasn’t a point to these thoughts, these desires, these wide, starry-eyed dreams, if they were nothing but a fairytale. It only made it hurt worse to entertain a fantasy.
- An Impossible Dream
(www.amazon.com/dp/B0C7GN6QWD/)

#Whistpr

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#NovemberWorldbuilders- A Dance of Bow & Blade:
🐦The raven Morgan can shift into.
🐎 The maybe pucca taking the form of a black mare that might have released the other horses & caused other mischief for the outlaws & knights
🌳The yew tree in Val's dreams

Art is not the most comfortable at a fancy party, if only because she has a hard time relaxing in an environment where she feels like there are expectations she can't meet.
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Given how much Robyn loves a good party & being the master of disguise, I have a hard time imagining her not enjoying even a fancy party if she thinks it's a fun one (good music, good food, good drink, etc).
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How You Can Learn a New Language for Free (And Actually Stick With It This Time) Plus: My 2000-day Duolingo streak secret, Substack’s translation feature, and smartphone tricks

After nearly 2000 days on Duolingo, I’ve learned what works for language learning. Your phone has everything you need (for free). Plus more screen skills: AI tutors, hidden translation tools, etc.

Her mother’s voice taunted her, just as it had years before, when her hand found itself glued to her middle and the butterfly flutter of movement inside brought the start of clarity and meaning to the nonsense everyone else had been spouting for months.
- my WIP, When Morning Comes
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Our mother called it a gift.
The world casts it a curse and, by now, I've had it longer as a reason to be ostracized than a characteristic that is loved.
- Oath Keeper: On the Other Hand
(www.amazon.com/dp/B0CVZRL68W/)
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Tonight was to be a different memory. One just as long-lasting, but to treasure rather than hide. Something more than ink, more than carved stone. The one thing flames of destruction and time itself could not consume.
- Where the Heart Is
(www.amazon.com/dp/B0DJWSGDTL/)

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Donald doesn’t want any blood on his new rug.

The former curled her nose, finding fault in the wind for being cold, the uncut trail for being long and unknown, and in dust for its mere existence.
- A Dance of Bow & Blade

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#NovemberWorldbuilders- Sare & Fra's violets in my Be Series. Fra gives Sare violets as a thank you. He got them from Henry's mother, which is a big deal. And Sare cherishes them. She wears them in her hair when they dance at a ball. Later he uses them to tell her it's safe to return to the castle.

Now, she was reminded of the perfume of sun-drenched tomato leaves. The ones she used to run through in her father's garden patch, hands catching the sandpaper edges, toes digging into the soil.
Once upon a time, it was everyday. Now, freedom felt like rare sunlight.
- my WIP, When Morning Comes

In my Be Series, Henry had been compared to a bumblebee, but a hummingbird or golden retriever puppy works, too. Ari is definitely a lynx. Elsbie has been compared to a feral kitten. A pet name for Fra was little bird. I'm not really sure what Sare would be.

#AwesomeCharacters

Let’s ride that wave all the way through the midterms

#VoteGopOut

Digital artwork illustration of Art and Robyn from A Dance of Bow & Blade. Robyn (red hair in a ponytail, wearing a green cloak, light green shirt, and leather vest) is distressed, head lowered. Art (black hair in a bun, wearing pauldrons, vambraces, and a chest plate over a purple shirt), is comforting her by caressing her cheek. Words above them read: Art's fist left the hilt at her side. She dropped her gauntlets and gloves to their feet, reached out a gentle hand, and caressed her thief's cheek. Robyn welcomed the comfort. The touch itself, a sweet delight, sparked more than just hope. “There's still green and dragonflies,” Art told her, coaxing the start of a small, returning smile. Words to the left of them read: A Dance of Bow & Blade, Ellie Lieberman

Theoretically, if I continue to draw character artwork, I'll actually figure out how to freaking draw people... Or at least get better at it, like figure out proper proportions! 🤦‍♀️ Eh, it is what it is!

New character art & a snippet!!!

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200 Years, I'd say about 2. My Uncanny Encounters Series tends to focus on Gretchen chasing down a particular story, but I'd also consider the characters of that particular folklore central, as well.

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200 Years, technically 3, if a potential twist sticks when I finish writing it, but readers shouldn't necessarily realize that when they first start reading it.

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When Morning Comes has a bigger central cast, mostly because it's characters from the 1st 3 books coming together. I'd say about 7-9 central characters give or take (at least, so far).

There's a lot of multiple locations & coming back together, at least so far.

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FUCK AI.

Show me something you made without the use of AI.

www.amazon.com/dp/B09H7L6GYZ

FUCK AI.

Show me something you made without the use of AI.

www.amazon.com/dp/B0987YP9JX

This comes up in my Be Series, namely book 1. Henry is a runaway prince &, though he would have been more than happy to run away from royal life in general, he winds up fleeing the castle for his life & the circumstances around doing so are less than ideal (that's a bit of an understatement)!

“Rethink your next move.” Much to everyone's astonishment, there stood Gracelynn. Voice, stature, eyes were the unsheathing of cold steel. Hands like a siren's claws, sure to tear flesh to ribbons if he tried to pull away.
- When Morning Comes

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