Showing posts with label the queen of the realm of faerie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the queen of the realm of faerie. Show all posts
Thursday, November 12, 2015
Monday, October 26, 2015
Sunday, May 3, 2015
On Writing: My Fearless Journey & Epic transformation...
I'm getting ready to go through the final proofreader's edits for Isolt's Enchantment and the moment feels quite momentous.
Last October, when I was collaborating with Billie Limpin on the first book in our Magic Cupcake series, I connected with editor Vince Dickinson. I immediately recognized that his tough stance on things like structure and action balanced my storytelling weaknesses. I'm big into characterization, authentic motivation, dialogue, and world building. So Vince's masculine editing style turned out to be the perfect compliment to my feminine writing/storytelling style.
(Okay, is there such a thing as a masculine or feminine style of editing and/or writing? Oh, yes. I believe there is. Our experience of gender filters the way in which we perceive the world. That does not mean that all women see the world in the same way, or that all men see the world in a diametrically opposed way! Indeed, it's quite complex when you begin to make room for the realities of people like Bruce Jenner whose masculine body houses a feminine psyche—and vice versa. My point is: Vince's editing style feels polar to my innate writing style, and with his editing, my stories feel—yes—much stronger!!!)
So...after Billie and I published Cupcakes & Kisses in December, I made a hard, but I believe, very sound decision. I decided to have Vince edit everything I'd written to-date. Well, I began this "project" with high hopes and much enthusiasm. But I'll be honest, it has been a long and emotionally painful haul.
In August of 2012, Half Faerie Publishing released it's first book: Nandana's Mark. I'd say it had mixed success. Readers in general connected with the characters and the story, while fantasy readers appreciated the world building. However, we didn't realize at the time how much we had to learn about publishing...which is a distinct endeavor from writing.
Since then, we've been working hard behind-the-scenes to produce the highest quality reads that we can. As well as diving deep into the process of cover design, we scavenged all my book reviews (I admit it!), and I dug in to work harder on my craft. Editor H. Danielle Crabtree played a huge part in the initial success of my fantasy series, The Queen of the Realm of Faerie. It was after a long discussion with her, that we made the difficult decision to unpublish the first three books in the series in January of 2014, and transform the story into a trilogy of three epic books, Daughter of Light.
It was another hard choice to send Vince Half Faerie along with Isolt's Enchantment and Half Mortal earlier this year. But we did that, because we want the trilogy to be cohesive, not only in story, but also in style and voice. Vince made very, very minuscule edits to Half Faerie. (What a relief!) But when I received his feedback, I committed to doing one final revision of that book. Which is now finished.
So...as I began, in a few minutes, to correct the scattered typos that remain in Isolt's Enchantment and Half Faerie, I am so excited! Because ... that means ... from this point on, we'll be moving forward with a wonderful fantasy series that I trust readers will love.
And it also means that ... Half Mortal is finally coming in July!
Last October, when I was collaborating with Billie Limpin on the first book in our Magic Cupcake series, I connected with editor Vince Dickinson. I immediately recognized that his tough stance on things like structure and action balanced my storytelling weaknesses. I'm big into characterization, authentic motivation, dialogue, and world building. So Vince's masculine editing style turned out to be the perfect compliment to my feminine writing/storytelling style.
(Okay, is there such a thing as a masculine or feminine style of editing and/or writing? Oh, yes. I believe there is. Our experience of gender filters the way in which we perceive the world. That does not mean that all women see the world in the same way, or that all men see the world in a diametrically opposed way! Indeed, it's quite complex when you begin to make room for the realities of people like Bruce Jenner whose masculine body houses a feminine psyche—and vice versa. My point is: Vince's editing style feels polar to my innate writing style, and with his editing, my stories feel—yes—much stronger!!!)
So...after Billie and I published Cupcakes & Kisses in December, I made a hard, but I believe, very sound decision. I decided to have Vince edit everything I'd written to-date. Well, I began this "project" with high hopes and much enthusiasm. But I'll be honest, it has been a long and emotionally painful haul.
In August of 2012, Half Faerie Publishing released it's first book: Nandana's Mark. I'd say it had mixed success. Readers in general connected with the characters and the story, while fantasy readers appreciated the world building. However, we didn't realize at the time how much we had to learn about publishing...which is a distinct endeavor from writing.
Since then, we've been working hard behind-the-scenes to produce the highest quality reads that we can. As well as diving deep into the process of cover design, we scavenged all my book reviews (I admit it!), and I dug in to work harder on my craft. Editor H. Danielle Crabtree played a huge part in the initial success of my fantasy series, The Queen of the Realm of Faerie. It was after a long discussion with her, that we made the difficult decision to unpublish the first three books in the series in January of 2014, and transform the story into a trilogy of three epic books, Daughter of Light.
It was another hard choice to send Vince Half Faerie along with Isolt's Enchantment and Half Mortal earlier this year. But we did that, because we want the trilogy to be cohesive, not only in story, but also in style and voice. Vince made very, very minuscule edits to Half Faerie. (What a relief!) But when I received his feedback, I committed to doing one final revision of that book. Which is now finished.
So...as I began, in a few minutes, to correct the scattered typos that remain in Isolt's Enchantment and Half Faerie, I am so excited! Because ... that means ... from this point on, we'll be moving forward with a wonderful fantasy series that I trust readers will love.
And it also means that ... Half Mortal is finally coming in July!
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Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Half Faerie is back from Desert Rose Literary Services
As I mentioned in a prior post, we're in the process of preparing to republish the first book in what will be Daughter of Light, Half Faerie. I'm so excited to release this book in the way that it was originally written. A significant part of this effort has been to have the entire book re-edited by Ken Wallin of Desert Rose Literary Services.I recently got the manuscript back from Ken and am preparing the final revisions. Ken's edits are fantastic. As a writer, sometimes you're so focused on the story that other things slip through the cracks ... things like sentence construction, grammar, punctuation, and the myriad typos that plague a manuscript. A talented editor is critical in finessing the final work.
Ken has also edited all of the stories in my Once Upon a Time Today collection. All I can say is that working with him and his wife, Rose, has been a pleasure, and I highly recommend their services.
Pretty soon, I'll be sharing some excerpts from the new book with my email list and I think you'll see why I'm so excited.
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Monday, January 20, 2014
Thank You
Thank you to every reader who has read and reviewed and fallen in love with The Queen of the Realm of Faerie series. Your encouragement and support has meant the world to me. In the almost eighteen months since the first book was released, I've learned so much, and as I've prepared to release the next installment of the series, I've reviewed some of the original publishing decisions we made. As a result, all the books have been currently unpublished. I know that's a little crazy, but I really believe the changes we're currently making to the series will make it better!
Sometime around April 1, we're hoping to release Half Faerie, Daughter of Light Book One. Although the story will essentially be the same, there will be some new scenes, especially at the beginning of the book, and the entire book will be re-edited. We'll also have new covers.
We'd like to offer anyone who's purchased Nandana's Mark and/or The Flower of Isbelline gift copies of the new single edition. However, we'll only be able to offer the free books for a limited time, tentatively the week of March 23-29th. So if you've purchased Nandana's Mark and/or The Flower of Isbelline and would like to take advantage of this offer, please email either a receipt of one of the books or a picture of one of the books on your reading device to heidi _ g @ comcast . net with your preferred digital format, Kindle, Nook, Kobo, or other android device.
Soon after Half Faerie is published, we'll be publishing Half Mortal, Daughter of Light, Book 2. If you've purchased The Dragon Carnivale, we'd like to offer you a deep discount on this book when it is published, as Half Mortal will include the story originally told in The Dragon Carnivale along with the next installment in the series. If you'd like to be notified of the time period when you can purchase Half-Mortal at the discounted price, please sign up for my newsletter or send an email directly to heidi _ g _ @ comcast . net.
Soon after Half Faerie is published, we'll be publishing Half Mortal, Daughter of Light, Book 2. If you've purchased The Dragon Carnivale, we'd like to offer you a deep discount on this book when it is published, as Half Mortal will include the story originally told in The Dragon Carnivale along with the next installment in the series. If you'd like to be notified of the time period when you can purchase Half-Mortal at the discounted price, please sign up for my newsletter or send an email directly to heidi _ g _ @ comcast . net.
This entire project has truly been a labor of love. Daughter of Light is inspired by my beloved grandma, and if it weren’t for my desire to create something that would leave readers feeling the way I felt whenever I left her home—eyes brighter, heart open wider—I suspect I would have been content to leave the original published version alone. But she, and everyone who invests their time in reading the series, deserves the best, and for that reason, I'm very excited about these upcoming releases.
Sincerely,
Heidi
Sincerely,
Heidi
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Sunday, November 3, 2013
The Fairytale and Fantasy in My Three Worlds
As the three short stories—The Girl Who Watched for Elves, The Girl Who Dreamed of Red Shoes, and The Girl Who Couldn't Sing—that serve as the prelude to my new Once Upon a Time Today collection, are being released, I wanted to share my three worlds: The one for The Daughter of Light, the one for the three short stories, and the one for the Once Upon a Time Today collection. Each is distinct, and purposeful, to their particular stories.
The Daughter of Light Trilogy
The Daughter of Light cosmology is the most complex of my worlds, and includes the mortal and enchanted Worlds. The mortal world is real, it's ours, and it spans hundreds of years. The enchanted world is hard-core fantasy. All made up. However, I used the borders of time and space, between the two worlds, to shift time. While things in the series are always "present day" in the enchanted world, any creature from Faerie can travel to any time in the mortal world—as long as that time has already been lived and/or is currently inhabited by mortals, i.e. creatures from Faerie cannot travel into our world's unknown future. The hitch is: creatures from Faerie cannot travel back in time. Once they've traveled to a particular point in history, in the mortal world, they can't ever travel back to a prior period in human history. So time between the mortal world and enchanted world is fluid—to a degree.
I wrote it that way because The Tale of Melusine (which the entire series spins off of) is a 14th century French fairy tale, but I didn't want Melia's forays into the Mortal World to be strictly historical. I wanted her to be able to visit more contemporary times. So while Melia and her sisters visit their father in Ireland in the 1300s, and her older sister, Melusine, marries and lives with a French nobleman of that time in Half Faerie, Melia also travels to the early 1900s to find Gabriela in Texas, and to find Lola in California in 1998 in Half Mortal, and will, finally, enter our present time, in the last book in the series, War & Grace. Then, there's that nefarious character obsessed with bringing the twenty-first century to Faerie in Half Faerie…
I'm a huge fan of The Lord of the Rings. To give us verisimilitude, Tolkien wrote his Middle Earth historically. It's a time period that existed, but it's in the distant past. I also wanted to create a sense of verisimilitude in The Daughter of Light, but I decided to create my enchanted world parallel to ours, existing in tandem with Planet Earth.
In creating my enchanted world, and the faeries and creatures that live there, I did a lot of research about faeries. I didn't like a lot of the traditional faerie lore. It didn't suit the faeries that I wanted to write about, so I decided that most faerie lore, as chronicled by mortals, would be recognized as fictitious, by the creatures that inhabited my enchanted world.
For example, in the mortal world, Melia's older sister is the famous sister—the legendary Melusine—but in the enchanted world, Melia—and her younger sister—Plantine steal the show—and for very different reasons. Plantine, because she triggers an apocalyptic event, and Melia, well, Daughter of Light is her story… so, sorry, no spoilers!
The Girl Who Believed in Fairy Tales
The three short stories in The Girl Who Believed in Fairy Tales that comprise the prelude to my Once Upon a Time Today collection are set in our world. You will find places in them that actually exist! Austin and Houston, Texas; San Diego and Escondido, California. However, they are written as fairy tales, so you'll also find overriding elements of symbolism and archetypes, in the references to the tarot (The Girl Who Watched for Elves), astrology (The Girl Who Couldn't Sing), and other fairy tales (The Girl Who Dreamed of Red Shoes).
The Once Upon a Time Today Collection
Finally, in the this collection, the world is also our world, but it's a timeless one. Therefore, in that collection all locations will be created ones, i.e., you won't find Hollywood, but you might find Glitter City (Beautiful Beautiful). These stories will be retellings of fairy tales drawn from the oeuvre of Hans Christian Anderson and Brothers Grimm. There will be no real world references. In Half Mortal, Jade belts out an Alanis Morissette song, but there will be no such name dropping in the Once Upon a Time Today collection. Although, you will find smartphones and the internet.
I created these three worlds in different ways for a reason. In Daughter of Light, I wanted to blend imagination and reality, to the highest degree possible. In the three short stories, I wanted to spin reality into a fairy tale. In the novellas, in the Once Upon a Time Today collection, I wanted to create the timelessness of the classic fairy tale, but with a contemporary sensibility.
The Numinous Moment
All in all, I'm always seeking that space between human and divine, ego and Self, conscious and unconscious, imagination and reality. In my own life, the moments I've lived in those spaces, have been the most numinous. (Numinous meaning spiritual—sorry, I had to use that word, because I just love it, and because it has the sense of shimmering and light those moments possess!)
The Daughter of Light Trilogy
The Daughter of Light cosmology is the most complex of my worlds, and includes the mortal and enchanted Worlds. The mortal world is real, it's ours, and it spans hundreds of years. The enchanted world is hard-core fantasy. All made up. However, I used the borders of time and space, between the two worlds, to shift time. While things in the series are always "present day" in the enchanted world, any creature from Faerie can travel to any time in the mortal world—as long as that time has already been lived and/or is currently inhabited by mortals, i.e. creatures from Faerie cannot travel into our world's unknown future. The hitch is: creatures from Faerie cannot travel back in time. Once they've traveled to a particular point in history, in the mortal world, they can't ever travel back to a prior period in human history. So time between the mortal world and enchanted world is fluid—to a degree.
I wrote it that way because The Tale of Melusine (which the entire series spins off of) is a 14th century French fairy tale, but I didn't want Melia's forays into the Mortal World to be strictly historical. I wanted her to be able to visit more contemporary times. So while Melia and her sisters visit their father in Ireland in the 1300s, and her older sister, Melusine, marries and lives with a French nobleman of that time in Half Faerie, Melia also travels to the early 1900s to find Gabriela in Texas, and to find Lola in California in 1998 in Half Mortal, and will, finally, enter our present time, in the last book in the series, War & Grace. Then, there's that nefarious character obsessed with bringing the twenty-first century to Faerie in Half Faerie…
I'm a huge fan of The Lord of the Rings. To give us verisimilitude, Tolkien wrote his Middle Earth historically. It's a time period that existed, but it's in the distant past. I also wanted to create a sense of verisimilitude in The Daughter of Light, but I decided to create my enchanted world parallel to ours, existing in tandem with Planet Earth.
In creating my enchanted world, and the faeries and creatures that live there, I did a lot of research about faeries. I didn't like a lot of the traditional faerie lore. It didn't suit the faeries that I wanted to write about, so I decided that most faerie lore, as chronicled by mortals, would be recognized as fictitious, by the creatures that inhabited my enchanted world.
For example, in the mortal world, Melia's older sister is the famous sister—the legendary Melusine—but in the enchanted world, Melia—and her younger sister—Plantine steal the show—and for very different reasons. Plantine, because she triggers an apocalyptic event, and Melia, well, Daughter of Light is her story… so, sorry, no spoilers!
The Girl Who Believed in Fairy Tales
The three short stories in The Girl Who Believed in Fairy Tales that comprise the prelude to my Once Upon a Time Today collection are set in our world. You will find places in them that actually exist! Austin and Houston, Texas; San Diego and Escondido, California. However, they are written as fairy tales, so you'll also find overriding elements of symbolism and archetypes, in the references to the tarot (The Girl Who Watched for Elves), astrology (The Girl Who Couldn't Sing), and other fairy tales (The Girl Who Dreamed of Red Shoes).
The Once Upon a Time Today Collection
Finally, in the this collection, the world is also our world, but it's a timeless one. Therefore, in that collection all locations will be created ones, i.e., you won't find Hollywood, but you might find Glitter City (Beautiful Beautiful). These stories will be retellings of fairy tales drawn from the oeuvre of Hans Christian Anderson and Brothers Grimm. There will be no real world references. In Half Mortal, Jade belts out an Alanis Morissette song, but there will be no such name dropping in the Once Upon a Time Today collection. Although, you will find smartphones and the internet.
I created these three worlds in different ways for a reason. In Daughter of Light, I wanted to blend imagination and reality, to the highest degree possible. In the three short stories, I wanted to spin reality into a fairy tale. In the novellas, in the Once Upon a Time Today collection, I wanted to create the timelessness of the classic fairy tale, but with a contemporary sensibility.
The Numinous Moment
All in all, I'm always seeking that space between human and divine, ego and Self, conscious and unconscious, imagination and reality. In my own life, the moments I've lived in those spaces, have been the most numinous. (Numinous meaning spiritual—sorry, I had to use that word, because I just love it, and because it has the sense of shimmering and light those moments possess!)
Those are the moments, the opportunities, and the possibilities, that I strive to create in all my work.
Thus, my three worlds, and the sense of magic and enchantment in each.
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Friday, August 30, 2013
On Writing Half Faerie: Is it Insta-love for Melia & Ryder?
Insta-love is a popular phenomenon in young adult, new adult, contemporary—okay, insta-love can be pretty much found in any genre where characters are falling in love.
Why is insta-love so popular?
Why do some people love it while others groan and throw the book against the wall?
Chemistry is real.
Phermones, whatever you call it. Of the billions of potential partners on this planet, how many of us are attracted to all of them?
None of us.
Why not?
It just doesn't work that way.
Mysterious forces, seemingly, draw us to that one guy across the room wearing the glasses, the faded tee, and those jeans.
HIM.
Why?
If that romantic sighting goes any farther, we might get some answers. We might find we have amazing things in common, that some quirky trait of his drives us insane (in a good way), or that he's a great kisser. Or something. Or we might find out—Ugh! It was the most superficial of attractions and, please, get this guy away from me.
But if attraction blooms, and continues to grow...
When do we know it's love?
And what is love, anyway?
When I met my husband, I'd decided I was pretty much a failure at love. At least I was a failure at picking out someone to fall in love with. Cause the guys I dated before I met my husband, well, let's just say they all had their great qualities, but there was a reason they were in my past.
Uh-huh. You know what I'm talking about.
Back to my husband, my The One.
I was at a new job. It was completely overwhelming. I don't think I noticed anyone or anything other than the stack of files on my desk for the first three months.
Then one morning I was in a departmental staff meeting and looked up.
There was this guy sitting across the room with this kind of halo of light around him.
I was like: Who is that guy?
A few weeks later, there was an office crises. Parents were calling to find emergency baby-sitters; everyone else was calling out for pizza. It was going to be a long night.
HE walked into the panic room. Sat at the table with the one dumb terminal. (Do they still have those?)
Took off his glasses. Stared at the screen. Put his glasses back on. Got up, said, "There's a comma missing in the JCL," and walked out.
OMG. Who is that guy?
No one stayed late.
I was standing by the elevators one morning with one of my colleagues. HE walked by, put one hand on her shoulder, put one hand on my shoulder, offered us both a simple, quick greeting, and was gone.
It didn't piss me off and I HATE for people I don't know to touch me.
It all climaxed at an office lunch at the Spaghetti Warehouse. We were talking about Titanic. It had been released a few weeks earlier and I'd already seen it three times.
"Why would you want to go see a movie when you already know the end?" someone asked.
"Because it's so romantic," I said. "I love it."
Ten people down, HE leaned forward, looked at ME, and said, "I love it too."
Be still my beating heart.
We went out soon after that, and well, now, we're married.
But until I'd met him, I'd never understood when someone told me, "You'll know."
Like, how will you know?
And then I did.
And living it was a revelation.
So I really wanted Melia and Ryder to have that.
Not exactly insta-love, but definitely insta-attraction.
Swoon.
I guess the only thing I can do at this point is leave you with that song…
Why is insta-love so popular?
Why do some people love it while others groan and throw the book against the wall?
Chemistry is real.
Phermones, whatever you call it. Of the billions of potential partners on this planet, how many of us are attracted to all of them?
None of us.
Why not?
It just doesn't work that way.
Mysterious forces, seemingly, draw us to that one guy across the room wearing the glasses, the faded tee, and those jeans.
HIM.
Why?
If that romantic sighting goes any farther, we might get some answers. We might find we have amazing things in common, that some quirky trait of his drives us insane (in a good way), or that he's a great kisser. Or something. Or we might find out—Ugh! It was the most superficial of attractions and, please, get this guy away from me.
But if attraction blooms, and continues to grow...
When do we know it's love?
And what is love, anyway?
When I met my husband, I'd decided I was pretty much a failure at love. At least I was a failure at picking out someone to fall in love with. Cause the guys I dated before I met my husband, well, let's just say they all had their great qualities, but there was a reason they were in my past.
Uh-huh. You know what I'm talking about.
Back to my husband, my The One.
I was at a new job. It was completely overwhelming. I don't think I noticed anyone or anything other than the stack of files on my desk for the first three months.
Then one morning I was in a departmental staff meeting and looked up.
There was this guy sitting across the room with this kind of halo of light around him.
I was like: Who is that guy?
A few weeks later, there was an office crises. Parents were calling to find emergency baby-sitters; everyone else was calling out for pizza. It was going to be a long night.
HE walked into the panic room. Sat at the table with the one dumb terminal. (Do they still have those?)
Took off his glasses. Stared at the screen. Put his glasses back on. Got up, said, "There's a comma missing in the JCL," and walked out.
OMG. Who is that guy?
No one stayed late.
I was standing by the elevators one morning with one of my colleagues. HE walked by, put one hand on her shoulder, put one hand on my shoulder, offered us both a simple, quick greeting, and was gone.
It didn't piss me off and I HATE for people I don't know to touch me.
It all climaxed at an office lunch at the Spaghetti Warehouse. We were talking about Titanic. It had been released a few weeks earlier and I'd already seen it three times.
"Because it's so romantic," I said. "I love it."
Ten people down, HE leaned forward, looked at ME, and said, "I love it too."
Be still my beating heart.
We went out soon after that, and well, now, we're married.
But until I'd met him, I'd never understood when someone told me, "You'll know."
Like, how will you know?
And then I did.
And living it was a revelation.
So I really wanted Melia and Ryder to have that.
Not exactly insta-love, but definitely insta-attraction.
Swoon.
I guess the only thing I can do at this point is leave you with that song…
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Thursday, July 25, 2013
The Booklicker: W...W...W... Wednesday
The Booklicker: W...W...W... Wednesday: My Take [on True Love's First Kiss]:
This book is different than any other book I've ever read, and as we book-lovers know different is good. When I read it it's like I'm sucked into a world that's magical and enchanting. I'm also reading this book for a blog tour, my review and an excerpt will be up on the 9th of August if you're interested to know more about this book and to have a taste of what this book has in store for you.
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Tuesday, June 18, 2013
The Queen of the Realm of Faerie Book Blitz
Blitz Featured Blogs:
Krystal's Enchanting Reads
Kassie's Book Thoughts (Giveaway + Spunky Half-Faerie Interviews Heidi Garrett)
Fae Books (Giveaway + Excerpt)
The Book Tart (Giveaway + Fairytale Magic)
The Shadow Realm (Giveaway + Excerpt)
Tuesday, June 18
Krystal's Enchanting Reads
Kassie's Book Thoughts (Giveaway + Spunky Half-Faerie Interviews Heidi Garrett)
Fae Books (Giveaway + Excerpt)
The Book Tart (Giveaway + Fairytale Magic)
The Shadow Realm (Giveaway + Excerpt)
Tuesday, June 18
Why I Can't Stop Reading (Giveaway + Excerpt)
The Indigo Quill (Excerpt)
Mom With a Kindle (Top 10 TV Shows)
The Indigo Quill (Excerpt)
Mom With a Kindle (Top 10 TV Shows)
Thursday, June 20
Friday, June 21
The Rest is Still UnWritten (Giveaway + Excerpt)
alwaysjoart
Monday, June 24
Dee's Reads(Giveaway)
Deal Sharing Aunt (Giveaway + Spunky Half-Faerie Interviews Heidi Garrett)
Tuesday, June 25
Reviewing in Chaos (Giveaway + Excerpt)
The Fantastical World of Wonders (Giveaway + Fairytale Magic)
Darlene's Book Nook (Giveaway + Fairytale Magic)
My Life is a Notebook (Giveaway + Excerpt)
Monday, June 24
Dee's Reads(Giveaway)
Deal Sharing Aunt (Giveaway + Spunky Half-Faerie Interviews Heidi Garrett)
Tuesday, June 25
Reviewing in Chaos (Giveaway + Excerpt)
The Fantastical World of Wonders (Giveaway + Fairytale Magic)
Darlene's Book Nook (Giveaway + Fairytale Magic)
My Life is a Notebook (Giveaway + Excerpt)
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Monday, June 17, 2013
The Short and Long of It Giveway: WINNERS!
Thank you to everyone who took the time to comment and enter the The Short and Long of It Giveaway. I learned a lot from reading your thoughts about whether you prefer to read shorter or longer books!
While shorter books are quicker to read (great for our Goodreads reading challenge) and easier to digest in some regards, it seems that plenty of readers prefer to get caught up in longer reads. I'm not sure why this surprised me, but it did.
When submitting books to agents and editors in traditional publishing, a rule of thumb is nothing much longer than 100,000 words. That's a respectable size novel, not too long, not too short. However, it seems like when books are longer, and the length is not padding, but involve character growth, necessary world building, and an intriguing plot, readers enjoy that getting-lost-in-the-world feeling.
While shorter books are quicker to read (great for our Goodreads reading challenge) and easier to digest in some regards, it seems that plenty of readers prefer to get caught up in longer reads. I'm not sure why this surprised me, but it did.
When submitting books to agents and editors in traditional publishing, a rule of thumb is nothing much longer than 100,000 words. That's a respectable size novel, not too long, not too short. However, it seems like when books are longer, and the length is not padding, but involve character growth, necessary world building, and an intriguing plot, readers enjoy that getting-lost-in-the-world feeling.
THE WINNERS*
Shorter:
Anne
Debra
Dena
Elizabeth
Longer:
Christina
Rebecca
Summer
Tanya Y.
*All the winners have been notified.
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Monday, June 3, 2013
Giveaway: The Short and Long of It
Would you rather read three shorter books?
Or one longer book?
We're going to give away 4 ebook sets of the first three books in the Queen of the Realm of Faerie fantasy fairytale series (Nandana's Mark, The Flower of Isbelline, and The Dragon Carnviale), AND 4 ebook copies of True Love's First Kiss (a compilation of the first three books in the series)!
How can you win?
Tell us whether you prefer your books shorter or longer in a comment below.
If you prefer shorter books, you'll be eligible to win one of the 4 ebook sets. If you prefer longer books, you'll be eligible to win one of the 4 ebook compilations. The winners will be picked in a random drawing. Please leave your email address in your comment so we can contact the winners.
Want to increase your odds of winning?
Tweet about this giveaway.
Include a link to this giveaway page, mention @heidigwrites, and use the hashtag #longer or #shorter in every tweet for more entries! Each tweet will count as one additional entry.
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In the Enchanted World, true love’s first kiss is magic.
Nandana’s Mark, Book 1: When two half-faeries—Melia and her younger sister—are cursed under dreadful circumstances, true love’s first kiss is the remedy.
The Flower of Isbelline, Book 2: Nothing but true love’s first kiss can save Melia’s younger sister from blind ambition and ruin.
The Dragon Carnivale, Book 3: Melia must choose the freedom she cherishes or true love’s first kiss—and a relationship that promises to secure her place in the Whole.
Queen of the Realm of Faerie is a fairy tale fantasy series that bridges the Mortal and Enchanted worlds. It is also an epic fantasy. The main character, Melia, is an eighteen-year-old half-faerie, half-mortal.
When the story opens in the first book, Melia is troubled by her dark moon visions, gossip she overhears about her parents at the local market, and the trauma of living among full-blooded faeries with wings—she doesn’t have any.
As the series unfolds, the historic and mystical forces that shape Melia’s life are revealed. Each step of her journey—to find the place where she belongs—alters her perceptions about herself, deepens her relationships with others, and enlarges her world view.
True Love’s First Kiss is a compilation of the first three books in this ongoing series.
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Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Cover Reveal: True Love's First Kiss
Today, you can check out the cover for True Love's First Kiss on any and all of these awesome blogs!
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Paranormal & Urban Fantasy Reviews
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Aripi pentru a Visa
Dazzled By Books
A Backwards Story
The Reader Lines
Counting in Bookcases
Rusty Reads
Whatever You Can Still Betray
Drugs Called Books
Spiced Latte Reads
Little Bookworm Reviews
Ridiculously Peachy
Once Upon a Coffin
I Talk Books
The Bootlicker
Peace, Love, And Fangirl
Paranormal & Urban Fantasy Reviews
I Heart YA Books
Library of a Book Witch
Book Marks the Spot
A Dream Within A Dream
Mind-ventures
Aripi pentru a Visa
Dazzled By Books
A Backwards Story
The Reader Lines
Counting in Bookcases
Rusty Reads
Whatever You Can Still Betray
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Monday, May 27, 2013
Friday, May 24, 2013
Weekend Extract: Tatou's hot temper plus Imagine Dragons
I have two treats for you today. How about we start off with an extract from Half Faerie? One featuring Tatou and her hot pixie temper…
From Half Faerie, "Chapter 36: A Field of Lilies"
“You couldn’t have stopped last night’s attack,” Tatou said. “There were too many of them.”
“There were only two,” Melia whispered.
“No,” Tatou said. “You’re forgetting about the archers. When Clover took me to the stream, the woods were thick with them. If you’d arrived earlier, they would’ve killed you.”
“They’ll do worse with Plantine if we don’t reach her in time,” Tuck said.
“Lord Goring needs her,” the pixie said. “He won’t let anything happen to her.”
Melia raised her eyebrows at her friend.
“What? He thinks Plantine is the only one in danger?” Tatou asked.
Tuck pushed away from the table. “That’s not what I meant.”
“Then what did you mean?” The pixie walked across the table to stand in front of him. “Those wolves would have swallowed me whole last night if Clover hadn’t had the good sense to hide me. Did you see the wounds on Flora’s back? Or notice the burns on her face? We’re all getting hurt trying to help Plantine.”
Tuck raised his hands. “I’m sorry, you’re right. I’m thinking only of Melia’s sister because I know how vulnerable she is from her mother’s curse.”
Tatou’s pixie temper soared. “Not too vulnerable to get the basin’s location and send—”
Gumf slammed the table with the palms of his hand. “Both of you, stop it.”
The tree elf and the pixie stared daggers at one another.
“You’re all on edge,” the Veil’s proprietor said. As if on cue, three dwarves appeared by his side. “Let them take you to your rooms. Bathe and get some rest tonight. You can continue your journey in the morning.”
No one moved.
Number two is special. Rachmi Febrianty created a brilliant playlist for the Daughter of Light trilogy. I've been listening to the songs over and over. And while I'm figuring out how to share them all with you, let me leave you with her suggestion for a song from Tuck to Plantine…it's perfect.
Please enjoy Bleeding Out by Imagine Dragons…
“You couldn’t have stopped last night’s attack,” Tatou said. “There were too many of them.”
“There were only two,” Melia whispered.
“No,” Tatou said. “You’re forgetting about the archers. When Clover took me to the stream, the woods were thick with them. If you’d arrived earlier, they would’ve killed you.”
“They’ll do worse with Plantine if we don’t reach her in time,” Tuck said.
“Lord Goring needs her,” the pixie said. “He won’t let anything happen to her.”
Melia raised her eyebrows at her friend.
“What? He thinks Plantine is the only one in danger?” Tatou asked.
Tuck pushed away from the table. “That’s not what I meant.”
“Then what did you mean?” The pixie walked across the table to stand in front of him. “Those wolves would have swallowed me whole last night if Clover hadn’t had the good sense to hide me. Did you see the wounds on Flora’s back? Or notice the burns on her face? We’re all getting hurt trying to help Plantine.”
Tuck raised his hands. “I’m sorry, you’re right. I’m thinking only of Melia’s sister because I know how vulnerable she is from her mother’s curse.”
Tatou’s pixie temper soared. “Not too vulnerable to get the basin’s location and send—”
Gumf slammed the table with the palms of his hand. “Both of you, stop it.”
The tree elf and the pixie stared daggers at one another.
“You’re all on edge,” the Veil’s proprietor said. As if on cue, three dwarves appeared by his side. “Let them take you to your rooms. Bathe and get some rest tonight. You can continue your journey in the morning.”
No one moved.
Number two is special. Rachmi Febrianty created a brilliant playlist for the Daughter of Light trilogy. I've been listening to the songs over and over. And while I'm figuring out how to share them all with you, let me leave you with her suggestion for a song from Tuck to Plantine…it's perfect.
Please enjoy Bleeding Out by Imagine Dragons…
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Friday, May 17, 2013
The Weekend Extract: Melia & Her Father
In this week's extract, Melia, a half-faerie who lives in the Realm of Faerie, travels to visit her father, a druid, in the Mortal World. Although they haven't seen each other in years, they've had some telepathic communications that have disturbed Melia. In this scene she prepares to confront him about his plans to incarnate Umbra, the psychic mass of mortal ash accumulating in the Void.
Three days later, Melia stood before a small stone building. She raised her fist to knock on its door; her hand stilled midair. More than one shopkeeper in the village had told her she would find the Great Mortal Druid Elynus here. She dropped her fist and stepped back down the steps. Her body trembled.
From Half Faerie, "Chapter 8: Achill Island"
Elynus’ simple stone abode stood like a solitary sentinel on the sweep of an elevated promontory—Achill Head, the shopkeeper had called it. A thin trail of grey smoke blew from the chimney, dissolving into the grey clouds overhead. Melia heard seagulls clacking in the bay to the south.
She paced in the short grass, staring at the three steps that led up to the cottage. The locals held her father in high esteem. Did she dare confront him? After all, he was a great druid. Who was she to question his work?
Melia felt weak and confused. She hadn’t realized, when she’d arrived on the beach, she’d have to roam the countryside to find her father. For some reason, she’d expected to arrive closer to where he lived. Maybe she should have swallowed her pride and asked Melusine to help her. But that was her hunger talking. Although it had taken a generous fisherman and a benevolent grocer to keep her from starving, and every single muscle in her legs and feet ached, she told herself she was fine.
She touched her hand to her forehead. She couldn’t feel Nandana’s mark, but knowing it was there gave her a sense of purpose. She saw things her father couldn’t bear to witness. Didn’t that mean some part of her was stronger than some part of him?
The wood door swung open. Melia faced a young lady in clean, but well-worn clothes. She carried a wicker basket on her hip. Their eyes met.
“He’s busy, he is,” the young lady said, closing the door behind her. “Best to come back later,” she whispered.
Melia tilted her head. “I can’t.”
“Suit yourself.” The young lady pushed by. “His mood’s dark; it’s all I'm sayin’.”
Melia watched the young lady retreat into the distance. When she was a black stick on the horizon, Melia raised her fist to the door. This time she knocked.
“Go away!”
She recognized her father’s voice. “It’s M...m...melia.” Her body trembled again.
The door swung open. Her father stood before her, a sour look on his face.
He backed away from the door. “You shouldn’t have come.”
Melia followed him inside. “I need to talk to you.”
They stood in a bright room, a massive desk overwhelmed its center. A fire popped and crackled in the hearth to the right; two large oil lamps provided additional light. Bookshelves lined three of the walls. A leather-bound book, an ink pot, several quill pens, and a stack of parchment covered the desk’s surface. A single shadowy doorway stood to the far left of the fireplace.
A stew of emotions simmered in Melia’s stomach. They bubbled up into her ribcage and made her throat feel hot. Over the past three days, wandering around Achill island, she’d wondered what it would be like to see her father for the first time in more than fifteen years. Although she’d never welcomed his intrusions in her mind, there had been a time she’d loved him deeply.
Any lingering affection scattered in his presence. He was as stiff as a fence post and made her feel about as welcome as a horsefly.
He pointed to a chair in front of his desk as he settled himself into a larger one behind it. He steepled his fingers, glared, and penetrated her mind.
Traveling to the Mortal World had strengthened Melia’s confidence.
She pushed him away, but not before she felt his resentment that she was freer than he was, banned as he was from the Enchanted World and Faerie. The look in his eyes told her he was surprised by the force with which she’d closed her mind.
His eyes took her in. “Perhaps Little Bird is not as small as she once was,” he mused. “Yes, you’ve grown up. Into quite a lovely young lady, I daresay.”
His compliment caught Melia off guard. He opened one of the desk drawers and pulled out a bit of cloth. He handed it to her.
“You’ve got some dirt—” Elynus brushed his fingers between his eyebrows. “—there.”
Melia twisted the rag in her hand. “It’s not dirt. Nandana—”
“Say no more,” her father said. “I usually recognize the Illustrator’s work. It’s usually more—”
“Delicate,” Melia finished his sentence.
He smiled. “Yes, that’s the word I was looking for. But young people do like to have their own styles, don’t they? It’s quite unusual, gives you an exotic look. Does it serve some purpose? Awaken your third eye, perhaps?”
Melia didn’t know what he was talking about. Nandana hadn’t mentioned anything about her eyes, let alone a third one.
“Did you know Nandana’s Hindi?” her father asked.
“No,” Melia said.
“Her husband died; he was young. So was she. Her culture dictated a faithful wife go with him. They were going to burn her alive on his funeral pyre. She was frantic, then she found the way to the Realm of Faerie. I don’t think she’s ever come back to join us mortals. No reason she should. Illialei’s much safer for her these days.”
“She didn’t tell me,” Melia said.
Would Nandana have told her, if Melia had ever gone back to visit her? How many times had she wanted to return to the Illustrator’s shop and talked herself out of it? A pang of sadness settled in her chest. She’d have to fix that when she returned to Illialei.
Once again her father had turned the conversation away from himself. On the shores of the Nyssalei he’d talked about Queen Luisa, now he talked about Nandana. Melia shifted her gaze to the fire; its heat stifled. She recalled the horrible vision of the Illustrator dying with her grey cat beside her.
“You can’t incarnate Umbra. You must think about others beside yourself.” The clarity of her speech felt like a small—yet important—victory.
Her father’s eyes hardened, but he said nothing. His silence unnerved Melia more than any outrage she’d anticipated. Although her heart raced, she was determined to match his quiet. In those still moments, Melia recognized her father’s strength within her. She’d always dwelled on her faerie-blood, the gifts it had bestowed and denied. Not once had she considered what traits might have come to her by way of her father’s blood. By matching his resolve that afternoon, it became clear strength of will was one of them.
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Friday, May 10, 2013
The Weekend Extract: Ryder
Here we meet Ryder. He's going to make a big decision. One that's going to change the course of his life. F-O-R-E-V-E-R. No, he hasn't met Melia, yet, but he's going to follow his heart wherever it takes him! Gotta love a guy like that!
From Half Faerie, "Chapter 5: The Renegade Priest From Idonne"
Ryder stared at the sword enshrined in the glass case. The blue shimmer of its blade lit the room. Named Koldis, a single ruby crowned its hilt.
It was well past midnight. The halls of the library—famous throughout the Enchanted World and the purpose of the Order of the Idonnai’s existence—stood silent.
The young priest’s ragged breathing filled the room.
The first time Anton had brought him here as a seven-year-old boy, Ryder had wanted the sword. When he’d asked if he could have it, his mentor had boxed his ears and said, ‘Idonnic priests do not fight.’
It had been the first and last time he’d kicked Anton in the shin. His pious mentor hadn’t administered the whipping that had left three thin white lines across his back, but he’d watched until the young boy had stopped calling out for Garrick.
Ryder had been abandoned at the priesthood’s gates as an infant. Garrick, the baker who supplied the order with loaves of bread every morning before the sun rose, had been the one to find him. In the emotionally remote world of the priesthood, Garrick, and his wife, Shilda, were Ryder’s only source of affection.
Now, Anton was the head of the order. He’d never forbidden his protege’s visits to Garrick and Shilda’s home, but he’d made it clear he didn’t approve of Ryder’s fondness for them. He’d also contracted with another baker for his services, as soon as it had been in his power to do so.
Ryder tightened his grip around the large rock in his hand. He’d scoured Idonne’s rocky seashore for months searching for the perfect stone. The first rock he’d brought back to his austere quarters had had a single sharp plane. He’d traded it out with four more before he’d settled on the one he held tonight. One of the rock’s edges sharpened into a jagged point. For weeks, night after night, lying awake on his pallet, he’d practiced shifting it into the right position. He didn’t need to look down now to know the stone’s point was centered.
Garrick and Shilda would be disappointed with his decision to become a common thief. As far as he could see, that was the only flaw in his plan. But there was no way around it.
For twelve long years, Ryder, now nineteen, had been trained in the rigors of Idonnic research and documentation. Despite his lack of passion for the work, he had a talent. As Anton’s favorite, he’d been assigned to a closely guarded branch of Idonnic knowledge: The study of Umbra.
He'd read and reread every scrap of information the priests had collected about the mass of psychic ash accumulating in the Void. A product of mortal impotence, frustration, and failure, Umbra had formed a discrete identity and become self-aware over the eons. He intended to enter the realm of the material plane. He had discovered a means to do so. He meant to destroy the Whole.
The priesthood was wrong to do nothing, and the Oath of Non-Interference Anton had tricked Ryder into taking a year ago—to the day—choked him. Vowing to chronicle and observe, never to act, violated every fiber of his being.
There was also the ill-defined thing the young priest could not name that called him. It radiated from deep within his heart, and of late, it left him sleepless most nights. As the summons grew more insistent, the need to leave Idonne dominated his thoughts. But he couldn’t leave without the sword.
He understood the consequences. If he took one step closer to the case, if he raised his left arm to shatter the glass with the rock, if he took the sword and fled Idonne, he’d be a fugitive throughout the Enchanted World for the rest of his life.
He looked around the room. There were no guards, no spells of enchanted protection. Only the library’s labyrinth of marble halls hid Koldis from the rest of the Enchanted World. The sword wasn’t safe. Rumors had already reached his ears. Sorcerers and witches from Kyrakkos sought the blade and its counterpart, the bejeweled basin Ormrun.
The magical sword and basin opened a portal in the veils between the worlds. Plunged into Ormrun, Koldis became the key to unlock the ancient door. Umbra could leave the Void and travel through the Parallel of Shadows. He could incarnate his consciousness into a vessel of his choosing.
Last week a war captain from Huros had dined with Anton. He’d asked about Koldis. His tone had been casual, but Ryder was convinced the pretense for the visit had been a charade. The captain sought the sword.
He raised his left arm. No one who wanted Umbra’s power for themselves was going to get it.
He would sail to Faerie with Koldis.
Although there had been no sightings of Ormrun in more than a hundred years, there was no evidence the bowl had ever left the Realm of Faerie’s shores. The dwarves, Haff and Gweff, had forged the sword and the basin in the bowels of the Ruadain Mountains for the water elemental, Isolt. But Umbra had appropriated the basin’s power.
Ryder believed he could find Ormrun and take it, with Koldis, to the Grey Council on the Isle of Minnanon. The grey faeries who sat on the council were the only creatures in the Whole immune to the siren call of Umbra’s power. They were the ones to safeguard the sword and the basin.
Yes, his heart said, sailing to Faerie is the right thing to do.
He brought his arm down with all the force he could summon.
Ryder stared at the sword enshrined in the glass case. The blue shimmer of its blade lit the room. Named Koldis, a single ruby crowned its hilt.
It was well past midnight. The halls of the library—famous throughout the Enchanted World and the purpose of the Order of the Idonnai’s existence—stood silent.
The young priest’s ragged breathing filled the room.
The first time Anton had brought him here as a seven-year-old boy, Ryder had wanted the sword. When he’d asked if he could have it, his mentor had boxed his ears and said, ‘Idonnic priests do not fight.’
It had been the first and last time he’d kicked Anton in the shin. His pious mentor hadn’t administered the whipping that had left three thin white lines across his back, but he’d watched until the young boy had stopped calling out for Garrick.
Ryder had been abandoned at the priesthood’s gates as an infant. Garrick, the baker who supplied the order with loaves of bread every morning before the sun rose, had been the one to find him. In the emotionally remote world of the priesthood, Garrick, and his wife, Shilda, were Ryder’s only source of affection.
Now, Anton was the head of the order. He’d never forbidden his protege’s visits to Garrick and Shilda’s home, but he’d made it clear he didn’t approve of Ryder’s fondness for them. He’d also contracted with another baker for his services, as soon as it had been in his power to do so.
Ryder tightened his grip around the large rock in his hand. He’d scoured Idonne’s rocky seashore for months searching for the perfect stone. The first rock he’d brought back to his austere quarters had had a single sharp plane. He’d traded it out with four more before he’d settled on the one he held tonight. One of the rock’s edges sharpened into a jagged point. For weeks, night after night, lying awake on his pallet, he’d practiced shifting it into the right position. He didn’t need to look down now to know the stone’s point was centered.
Garrick and Shilda would be disappointed with his decision to become a common thief. As far as he could see, that was the only flaw in his plan. But there was no way around it.
For twelve long years, Ryder, now nineteen, had been trained in the rigors of Idonnic research and documentation. Despite his lack of passion for the work, he had a talent. As Anton’s favorite, he’d been assigned to a closely guarded branch of Idonnic knowledge: The study of Umbra.
He'd read and reread every scrap of information the priests had collected about the mass of psychic ash accumulating in the Void. A product of mortal impotence, frustration, and failure, Umbra had formed a discrete identity and become self-aware over the eons. He intended to enter the realm of the material plane. He had discovered a means to do so. He meant to destroy the Whole.
The priesthood was wrong to do nothing, and the Oath of Non-Interference Anton had tricked Ryder into taking a year ago—to the day—choked him. Vowing to chronicle and observe, never to act, violated every fiber of his being.
There was also the ill-defined thing the young priest could not name that called him. It radiated from deep within his heart, and of late, it left him sleepless most nights. As the summons grew more insistent, the need to leave Idonne dominated his thoughts. But he couldn’t leave without the sword.
He understood the consequences. If he took one step closer to the case, if he raised his left arm to shatter the glass with the rock, if he took the sword and fled Idonne, he’d be a fugitive throughout the Enchanted World for the rest of his life.
He looked around the room. There were no guards, no spells of enchanted protection. Only the library’s labyrinth of marble halls hid Koldis from the rest of the Enchanted World. The sword wasn’t safe. Rumors had already reached his ears. Sorcerers and witches from Kyrakkos sought the blade and its counterpart, the bejeweled basin Ormrun.
The magical sword and basin opened a portal in the veils between the worlds. Plunged into Ormrun, Koldis became the key to unlock the ancient door. Umbra could leave the Void and travel through the Parallel of Shadows. He could incarnate his consciousness into a vessel of his choosing.
Last week a war captain from Huros had dined with Anton. He’d asked about Koldis. His tone had been casual, but Ryder was convinced the pretense for the visit had been a charade. The captain sought the sword.
He raised his left arm. No one who wanted Umbra’s power for themselves was going to get it.
He would sail to Faerie with Koldis.
Although there had been no sightings of Ormrun in more than a hundred years, there was no evidence the bowl had ever left the Realm of Faerie’s shores. The dwarves, Haff and Gweff, had forged the sword and the basin in the bowels of the Ruadain Mountains for the water elemental, Isolt. But Umbra had appropriated the basin’s power.
Ryder believed he could find Ormrun and take it, with Koldis, to the Grey Council on the Isle of Minnanon. The grey faeries who sat on the council were the only creatures in the Whole immune to the siren call of Umbra’s power. They were the ones to safeguard the sword and the basin.
Yes, his heart said, sailing to Faerie is the right thing to do.
He brought his arm down with all the force he could summon.
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Tuesday, March 19, 2013
It's the Perfect Time of Year for a Fairy Tale Fantasy...
March 20, 2013 is the first day of spring and to celebrate the end of winter, we're revealing the cover for the next installment of the Queen of the Realm of Faerie series.
Thirty-three awesome bloggers will host The Dragon Carnivale Cover Reveal + $25 American Express Gift Card Giveaway.
There will be several ways to enter the giveaway, but the first one will be to:
Wednesday, March 20
AimeeKay's Reviews & Other Awesome Randomness
Kindle Obsessed Because Life's Too Short For Crappy Books!
Candace's Book Blog & CBB book promotions
Hedanicreations Poetry, Fiction, Blog by H.Danielle Crabtree
Bookish Sarah's Literary Meanderings
Known to Read Avidly reading & reviewing books.
B o o k s 4 T o m o r r o w
The Dragon's Inkpot A primarily Fantasy review blog
Thursday, March 21
Much Loved Books
Enthralled by Books To Read or Not to Read…That is a Silly Question.
Bookworm Lisa~ Focusing on family friendly books.
thoughts by j.
I Read Indie
Sarah Elizabeth's Bookshelf
Smardy Pants Book Blog Obsessed with Rock Stars, Bad Boys, and all things Paranormal
Young Adult Novel Reader
Amanda's Writings
Friday, March 22
A Thousand Words
Shelves of Books Blog
No Thought 2 Small A place where every idea is welcome
Mother/Gamer/Writer
Literary R&R
Saturday, March 23
The Book Bag So many books…so little time
Fic Talk Read~Rave~Review
Tifferz Book Review
Coffee, books, and me A YA Book Blog
Book Loving Mom
Have fun visiting these blogs that I enjoy cruising for good reads, giveaways, new releases, and all the other stuff bibliophiles love...
Thirty-three awesome bloggers will host The Dragon Carnivale Cover Reveal + $25 American Express Gift Card Giveaway.
There will be several ways to enter the giveaway, but the first one will be to:
Show This Blogger Some Love!
Everyday, you can enter to win by visiting a different site and gushing over their blog!
The giveaway will extend 33 days so you'll be able to show all these bloggers some love.
Wednesday, March 20
AimeeKay's Reviews & Other Awesome Randomness
Kindle Obsessed Because Life's Too Short For Crappy Books!
Candace's Book Blog & CBB book promotions
Hedanicreations Poetry, Fiction, Blog by H.Danielle Crabtree
Bookish Sarah's Literary Meanderings
Known to Read Avidly reading & reviewing books.
B o o k s 4 T o m o r r o w
The Dragon's Inkpot A primarily Fantasy review blog
Thursday, March 21
Much Loved Books
Enthralled by Books To Read or Not to Read…That is a Silly Question.
Bookworm Lisa~ Focusing on family friendly books.
thoughts by j.
I Read Indie
Sarah Elizabeth's Bookshelf
Smardy Pants Book Blog Obsessed with Rock Stars, Bad Boys, and all things Paranormal
Young Adult Novel Reader
Amanda's Writings
Friday, March 22
A Thousand Words
Shelves of Books Blog
No Thought 2 Small A place where every idea is welcome
Mother/Gamer/Writer
Literary R&R
Saturday, March 23
The Book Bag So many books…so little time
Fic Talk Read~Rave~Review
Tifferz Book Review
Coffee, books, and me A YA Book Blog
Book Loving Mom
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