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Comment by Gary E. Smith on May 4, 2013 at 12:01pm

Vote for the cover of my new novel Murder in the Rockies, launching digitally in Oct and paperback in Nov. The publisher is questioning the amount of interest, so it is not too late to vote. Thanks! Vote at:

koehlerbooks.com/2013/03/vote-the-cover-of-g-eldon-smiths-murder-in... 

Comment by Richard Le Blanc on March 5, 2013 at 8:40pm

 The goal I think should be a good story teller for any fiction writer, then after that to get the story published.  You said great fiction Michael even just good fiction has to be read. Whatever its about society or just a bum on a train. Rich.

Comment by Sandra Wagner-Wright on March 5, 2013 at 6:33pm

Congratulations to Kelly & Joy -- many your sales be good, and your next writing project even more satisfying.

Comment by Ian Nathaniel Cohen on March 5, 2013 at 12:06pm

Congratulations!  All the best of success, and here's to many more!

Comment by Ekta R. Garg on March 5, 2013 at 12:05pm

Congratulations, Joy!  I wish you much success and happiness!

Comment by Stefanie Pratt on March 5, 2013 at 9:21am

Congratulations Joy!  I'm so excited for you!  :-)

Comment by Joy Ross Davis on March 5, 2013 at 8:51am

My first novel, a paranormal mystery, is out on Kindle and will be in paperback in March. Woo Hoo!

http://www.amazon.com/Countenance-ebook/dp/B00BJO272U/ref=sr_1_1?s=...

Comment by kelly bowlin on March 3, 2013 at 5:56pm

Hi Gang, I've self published a collection of 24 short stories titled "Living and Dying in Shorts." Mostly dark family drama, some dark humor, and lost of violence. And yes, I'm a happy person! Here's a taste......

The Christian (excerpt)

The Christian had lost track of time. He guessed the month was July, but didn’t really care. Brass kept track of things like that. Brass needed to know who was coming and going. He simply embraced the suck and survived. 

Now there were four men left in Bravo-1, the Christian, Burt, Drake and Top. The others were gone. Some left in Medevac’s with glassy-eyed stares, some left screaming, some went AWOL, and others disintegrated in red-ball explosions. IED’s tend to do that to a body of flesh and blood and bones. Brain buckets and nut guards were worthless when an IED exploded under one’s foot. When a body blows straight up, it disburses like a garden sprinkler. Boots are surprisingly bomb-resistant; it’s the warm, soft matter above the boots that doesn’t take well to explosions that can punch thru armor.

The Christian lived the battle before he saw it, in murky revelation, in tales from short timers --- the single digit midgets and lifers who liked to play with a grunt’s head. The same hyperboles told by every battle-hardened soldier since the dawn of weapons and phalanxes --- from the hills above Arbela to the woods below Cemetery Ridge.

He pictured the ground in his dreams, a divination of smoldering Humvee’s and hard clay and burnt brick walls, and spent casings, and candy wrappers, and dead men on the field. Some of the visions were real, and some were grotesque abominations of reality that would only appear in nightmares.

O-dark-30 was as much an enemy as Haji on the move. Haji could be ambushed, but nightmares were indefensible.

Sleep meant a sure attack, insidious as an actual firefight, with screams for Medic and soldiers cursing and crying, and cluster bombs exploding, and men dying all around, and dark-room interrogations, and confessions to Reverend Stayton behind dark curtains, and his deceased father staring over his stretcher, arms crossed, in a blank stare, shaking his head. He’d wake bathed in sweat.....

Comment by Patricia Gligor on December 22, 2012 at 5:21pm

When you were a child, did you ever go looking to see what Santa had brought - before Christmas?

http://pat-writersforum.blogspot.com/

Comment by Rainbow Reed on December 6, 2012 at 5:12am

Hope Springs A Turtle: Photography and Poetry Anthology Submissions Wanted!

The aim of this anthology is to provide a book to support, encourage and entertain people going through difficult times in their lives. Work can be submitted in the form of poetry, photography and short but uplifting personal accounts.  

10% of any profits will go to a mental health charity (not named for c. reasons)

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