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Tour +#Giveaway: Spelled by Betsy Schow


Spelled
by Betsy Schow
Publisher: Sourcebooks Fire
Release Date: June 2nd 2015
Rate: 4 Stars

Synopsis:

Fairy Tale Survival Rule #32: If you find yourself at the mercy of a wicked witch, sing a romantic ballad and wait for your Prince Charming to save the day.

Yeah, no thanks. Dorthea is completely princed out. Sure being the crown princess of Emerald has its perks—like Glenda Original ball gowns and Hans Christian Louboutin heels. But a forced marriage to the brooding prince Kato is so not what Dorthea had in mind for her enchanted future.

Talk about unhappily ever after. 

Trying to fix her prince problem by wishing on a (cursed) star royally backfires, leaving the kingdom in chaos and her parents stuck in some place called "Kansas." Now it's up to Dorthea and her pixed off prince to find the mysterious Wizard of Oz and undo the curse...before it releases the wickedest witch of all and spells The End for the world of Story.

  How fun! That was my first thought going into this book, and it definitely stayed with me as I read Spelled! I'm not very big on fairy tales. (Shocker, I know!) BUT. I love retellings and other incorporation of them into stories. And Spelled definitely hit it out of the park with that. I was instantly hooked and drawn into the world of Dorthea!

  I love how Schow used her imagination to reassign things we're familiar with to align with her fairy tale. It added another element to this book that was just fun. The clothes designers were one of my favorites! 

  Dorthea was a great character. She was realistic. You won't find a Mary Sue in Spelled! I loved her spunk. By the time I finished Spelled, I felt like I had a friend in her! Her character progression was fantastic to watch unfold. The slow burn with Kato was also brilliant! Thank you for no insta-love! Just a swoony boy and a girl you can't help but love. More please!

  Even though Dorthea is realistic, she can be hard to handle. But I appreciate that. I appreciate her flaws. All in all, I really enjoyed Spelled! Fairy tale lovers will immensely enjoy this one!

Camilla Belle as Dorthea

Alex Pettyfer as Kato


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BETSY SCHOW is the TODAY Show featured author of the non-fiction book, Finished Being Fat; however she’s been mixing up real life and fantasy for as long as she can remember. If someone were to ask about her rundown truck, she’s 100% positive that mechanical gremlins muck up her engine. And the only reason her house is dirty is because the dust bunnies have gone on strike. She lives in Utah with her own knight in geeky armor and their two princesses (that can totally shapeshift into little beasts). When not writing, she acts as the Tournament Director for Odyssey of the Mind and helps teach kids creative thinking (or how to turn their toasters into robots).
Her debut novel, Spelled, comes out June 2015 from Sourcebooks. She is represented by Michelle Witte, Mansion Street Literary Agency.

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#IndieFallFest: A.G. Porter


I'm over the moon excited to have my girl, A.G.Porter, on for Indie Fall Fest today!
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On Kira Adams' blog, she's hosting J. Nathan today!

The Shadow by A.G. Porter
(The Darkness Trilogy #1)

Genres: Young Adult, Paranormal Romance


Rayna Stone is an eighteen year old girl from a
small Alabama town that just wants to save a
little money for college. In order to do that she has to find a summer job.

The problem with that, the only place that is willing to take her is the upscale golf resort of The Landing. This was not her idea of a summer job, being around snobby, rich folks, but when she meets eyes with the owner’s son, Liam, she starts to see the brighter side of things. That is until she’s seeing things that she can’t quite explain and having dreams that are haunted by a being she calls The Shadow.

The Shadow begins to show her things about a few missing girls, that she wished she had never seen.

Another chilling fact, her dreams seem to be coming true. As if that isn’t enough, she learns that this ability of hers gives her an insight into what others around her are feeling. Soon after this, Rayna learns that Liam does feel something for her, but even though she wants to tell him she feels the same, something is warning her to stay away.

Not because he is dangerous, but because she is.
A.G. Porter has woven a tale of suspense, romance, and the paranormal like no other. Although I was reading a story about a teenaged girl discovering herself, at no time did I feel as if the characters were weakened by their age or inexperience.

Told from Rayna Stone's perspective, The Shadow started out with the basics to build up the world she lived in. But once we are introduced to Rayna, the story took off. I found myself unable to put this book down. The more I read, the more I needed to know about what was happening, what was going to happen, and how the characters were going to react. I love a good series, and The Shadow is the perfect beginning to a series I will be reading.

There were no weak points within this story. Porter used imagery and dialogue to set up an atmosphere that kept me on the edge of my seat and flipping the pages. Rayna is great character who not only grew as a person throughout the story, but in her supernatural abilities as well.

What I loved the most about this book was how Porter used the paranormal in a realistic way. Instead of being a quick fix to certain problems, Rayna's dreams are used as a plot point to further the story and the reader's interest. They are graphic, but not so much that I wouldn't recommend this book to readers above the age of fifteen.

The Shadow was a great read. Porter has proven herself to be a fantastic writer - one I will be seeking out in the future to read.

1. Rayna: Shay Mitchell
2. Liam: Liam Hemsworth
3. Jayce: a young Wenworth Miller
4. C.J.: Amber Heard
5: Logan: William Moseley
6. Nick: Xavier Samuel
7. Jasmine: Naya Rivera

“Lexi!” my friend Cori came running up to me in the hall. “You have to come with me…something’s going on…in the cafeteria…my brother…come with me!”
I didn’t have time to ask any questions because Cori was already dragging me behind her. Briley, my locker buddy, hurried after us; I could hear his heavy footsteps right on our heels.
My heart was beating wildly in my chest, wondering what in the world could be happening that had upset Cori so much. When I entered the cafeteria I saw Robin, Cori’s brother, fighting with several students. Right away, I realized that something was off about them.
Their flesh was bloody and looked grayish in color. On top of that, they were trying to bite Robin. In another corner of the lunchroom I saw a group of students surrounding a 9th grader; within seconds they had her on the ground.
“Briley! Help her!” I ordered.
As I was about to run to Robin’s aid I heard a terrible growling sound behind me. A group of students, covered in blood and gore, were running down the hall toward us. Knowing we had only seconds before being overrun, I slammed the lunchroom doors shut and locked the doors.
I heard snarls and growls, followed by fists beating on the doors. Without hesitating, I busted open the fire extinguisher glass, pulled out the device and ran to Robin’s side. There were three students trying to sink their teeth into his flesh. I came up behind one of them and hit them over the head with the extinguisher. Robin wrestled another one to the ground and stomped on their head until they stopped moving and Cori hit another one in the back with a chair, using the leg to bash in their head.
Without a moment to catch our breath, we ran to help Briley and the 9th grader. He had grabbed a thick metal lid from the kitchen and used it as a weapon and shield. We helped them take care of the two students they had left.
“What is going on?” Robin asked, taking in deep breaths.
“I don’t know, but we need to get out of here,” I answered.
“How do we do that?” Cori wondered. “Those doors are the only way out of here.”
“The roof,” I replied, snapping my fingers. “There is an exit in the broom closet. It leads to the roof. My brother told me about it. He and his friends would sneak out there to smoke. There is a latter on the side that leads to the parking lot. We climb down, get to Robin’s truck and get out of here.”
“Let’s go,” the 9th grader agreed.
“What’s your name?” I asked.
“Nancy,” she said.
“We need to move,” Briley gestured toward the door. “It sounds like there are more piling up out there. I don’t think those doors will hold forever.”
“OK, grab whatever weapon you can from the kitchen,” I suggested. “I have a feeling we’re going to need them.”

A.G. Porter is the author of The Darkness Trilogy, a YA Paranormal Thriller. She is an Independent Author (Indie Author) who enjoys writing scary stories as much as she loves reading them. Currently, A.G. is working on the last book in the trilogy. When she isn’t writing, she’s either taking pictures, reading, making nerdy jewelry, watching movies or spending much needed time with her family. A.G. lives in New Hope, Alabama with her husband, Billy, stepson, Brenton, and their 4 dogs.

#IndieFallFest: K.R. Conway


Y'all, I'm beyond excited for today's Indie Fall Fest post featuring K.R. Conway!
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On Kira Adams' blog today, she's featuring Tiana Warner!


Pansies for Peace
by K.R. Conway
Standing in the door to the silent cafeteria, I knew Ashley and I had been right all along. Our classmates, once cloaked in our crimson colors, were now entirely decked out in blue and staring at us. Even worse, their eyes all matched, now a dull gray tone rimmed in an awful green haze.
I felt Ashley grip my hand tightly and whisper an escape plan that involved lots of running and a shitload of praying.
Unfortunately, I knew we couldn’t outrun this.
East had invaded West. Invaded the minds of our once thriving school, turning a blistering rivalry into an all-out invasion. My classmates were evolving into minions – zombies – for Principal Banes.
It all started two weeks ago with a baseball game and a stupid flower.
You see, the rivalry between us and the Easties was nothing new, but in recent years it had gotten a bit out of hand. A slight misunderstanding at the last baseball game, which turned America’s favorite pastime into an all out brawl, was the tipping point for the faculty.
The teachers wanted a truce, but at first no one could come up with a solution, not that we really wanted one.
Easties always saw themselves as so superior, with their midnight blue jackets, centralized campus, and the claim that they were the first.
First to open.
First to win.
First freakin’ everything.
But we WestEnders had a take-no-prisoners approach with baseball, and oddly, cheerleading. We dominated in those two arenas and no one could take that competitive spirit away from us.
Except Principal Zellwagon.
She was my own, five-foot tall nightmare.
See, there were three things that were undeniable when it came to Principal Zellwagon: she loved books, hated sports, and was addicted to the school’s garden.
I, on the other hand, avoided the library, lived for baseball, and thought the garden was a place to toss my gum wrappers.
So when she came up with the “Pansies for Peace” idea, I nearly puked . . . along with most of the school. Her idea, along with East’s principle Mr. Banes, was that our schools would exchange flowers – potted, living reminders that we should share our successes and joys equally.
Everyone had to plant and grow a friggin’ pansy. I quickly learned that a flower in my Red Sox bedroom made me look like a pansy as well. God, I hated that weed.
The schools exchanged flowers (along with a few evil glares and decidedly unfriendly fingers), and the days rolled by without anymore of Principal Zellwagon’s dumb ideas.
But then something weird started happening.
Our students started acting less like WestEnders and more like . . . Easties. It started first with Zellwagon’s Garden Club who, granted, were little off to begin with. They began wearing blue more often. Started talking like Easties, saying how great the East teams were, and how cool East’s campus was.
And the Garden Club began growing more of those irritating, devil-red flowers from the Easties, handing them out to the other classes. Like, LOTS of them.
My teammates and I always ditched the nasty little things in the garbage – and so did the cheerleaders (and they’re chicks, so their hatred was pretty hardcore to ditch flowers).
That was two weeks ago.
Today, Ashley and I are apparently the last Westies standing, and I’ll be damned if we are going to let East take our school from us . . . even if our former classmates ARE creepy as hell.

What can I say – I’m one part crazy and one part professional writer. I’ve been a journalist since 1999, an editor, graphic designer, critique partner for other writers, and book reviewer. I also teach the devious art of telling lies for money to various impressionable young people (i.e. I teach fiction craft classes for teens and adults).

Because I believe the words “FREE TIME” refer to a parallel universe from which I am banned, I find myself also on the Board of Directors for the Cape Cod Writers Center, a member of the SCBWI, and the driver of a 16-ton school bus. Apparently I tweet my random thoughts @sharkprose and yup – I am on Facebook, because even my BFF’s dog is. I can’t rank below a dog . . . seriously, I need more friends. The dog is killing me.

I am also the author of UNDERTOW, a dark, Urban Fantasy YA, which follows 17-year-old Eila Walker, last in a brutal race of humans and her unlikely allies, including a soulless boy who becomes her beloved bodyguard. The second book in the series is STORMFRONT launched the summer of 2014, and will be followed by a prequel novella, CRUEL SUMMER, in early 2015. UNDERTOW is also on WattPad.

I live on Cape Cod with my two children and husband, two odd shaped dogs, and a cage-defiant lovebird that sleeps in a miniature tent. This is Cape Cod – even the animals are nuts.

#IndieFallFest: Anna Carolyn McCormally


I'd like to welcome Anna Carolyn McCormally back to my blog for her Indie Fall Fest post!
Don't forget to drop by the kick-off post and enter the huge giveaway!

On Kira Adams' blog today, she's featuring Chess Desalls!

by Heather Letto
Hi Anna! I’m so excited for this cyber-meet and opportunity to get to know you more!
Thank you! Right back at you.

Although I haven’t (YET) read THE SIX DAYS, it sounds awesomely intriguing. Can you tell me how this fantasy world was birthed?
This is the first novel I have ever completed and the idea first came to me hilariously long ago—like, in high school. I wrote so many different parts of it so many times in different forms… and then totally abandoned them. In my last couple years of college, when I started taking creative writing workshops as electives on the sly—I was supposed to be doing my economics homework—I realized that writing fiction was a thing I wanted to spend more time and effort on.
But no matter what else I tried to write, the Carpenter brothers kept coming back to me and I really felt like I had to tell this story in order to move on from it. I think that Emanu, the alternate world in the book, is a pretty clear culmination of every fantasy book or fairy tale I’ve ever read. My dad read to me every night until I was eleven—The Dark is Rising, The Golden Compass, The Princess Bride, The Lord of the Rings (SEVEN TIMES. IN ITS ENTIRETY. OUT LOUD. NO JOKE). All those characters and worlds went in and got jumbled around and The Six Days, Emanu and Jamie Carpenter are what came out.

What would you like your readers to come away with after reading your work?
That how you treat other people is important, and that how you treat yourself is important, too.
I always joke that you can tell The Six Days is set not just in a fantasy universe but in my personal fantasy universe because everybody is a feminist. They have 99 problems on the other side of the Gate but systematic gender inequality is not one of them.

I see that there are two additional co-authors on this book. Can you talk a little about how this process unfolded?
Rachel Miller and Sarah Dergin aren’t really co-authors, but they were both a big part of making The Six Days happen.
Sarah did the cover art for the book—she’s an incredibly talented artist who was a pleasure to work with and I love the design of the book. Rachel Miller edited The Six Days and is also my partner at Giant Squid Books, a YA publishing community that we started about a year ago. I met Rachel through a friend of a friend of a friend at a party in 2013 and we immediately started talking about books.
Rachel and I both love reading YA fiction and wanted to support writers in any way we could. We published The Six Days together as sort of a practice run. We have since published another book—How to Be Manly by Maureen O’Leary Wanket and have a third, The Burned Bridges Protocol by Abigail Borders, coming in December. Our business is small but we are having a great time and the opportunity to connect with Abigail and Maureen—both of them came to us through our online submissions system—and promote their work has been a privilege and also a really good time. GSB authors are partners in the collaborative publishing process and that’s how it should be.

When you work, do you tend to get exhilarated and giddy or focused and grumpy?
I zone out when I’m really writing and when I’m in that space there really is no mood. The exhilaration or grumpiness happens afterwards, depending on how I feel about what I wrote. There is definitely a period of anxiety when I first sit down to write, though.

What snack most often finds its way to your hungry belly when creating?
Toast! But fancy toast, with something exciting on it, like avocado.

Do you ever act out your scenes? If so, have you ever been ‘caught’?
Can’t say that’s ever happened! Has it happened to you? That sounds pretty funny. I do talk to myself, though, and I will sometimes find a housemate and make them sit while I rant to them about an idea I’ve had or something I’m working through.
I would actually like to take this opportunity to express my undying and infinite gratitude to Rosa Olivia Ostrom, my best friend who was also my apartment-mate in Brooklyn during the last draft of The Six Days. She sat on the couch while I yelled to her about it a lot and never complained. She also made me sign a contract with her that I would finish a draft by a certain date or I had to pay her rent for the month. She’s good people.

Coffee or tea?
Coffee in the morning, tea all day after that.

Cream and sugar?
A little cream.

What’s the oddest thing you can tell us about yourself? (G-rated please… ;-)
I write a lot of notes to myself. My desk is covered in notes that I’ve taped up to see if I look up while I’m writing. They say things like, “You’re fine!” and “first drafts aren’t supposed to be any good so don’t worry about it” and “Don’t be a writer, be writing” which is my favorite quote about writing (Faulkner said it). Past Me and Future Me have a pretty intense relationship and I definitely try to think about Future Me as a friend I need to be nice to. That’s weird, right?

The Six Days by Anna Carolyn McCormally

Genres: Young Adult, Fantasy

"You have six days from midnight until the Gate closes
again. Bring me what I need by then and maybe you’ll
get your brother back.”

Fifteen years ago, in the middle of the night, Jamie Carpenter’s mother went up to the dark lighthouse on the cliffs. She never came back.

Jamie has spent his whole life trying to forget his mother. But when his little brother goes missing, Jamie has to face the facts. There is another world through the lighthouse, the world of his mother, a powerful witch. And the dangerous magical inheritance she left her sons is now the ransom for Danny’s life in a war between the Council of Witches and the rebel group Jamie's mother abandoned her family to lead.

Desperate to save Danny, Jamie and his best friend Nia cross into a universe they never knew existed. Struggling to survive in a world of shadowy magic ravaged by war, Jamie and Nia seek the help of the Council. But the Council’s leaders aren’t too happy that the son of the witches’ most infamous traitor has returned to Emanu...

With no help, no idea where to look, and no magic on their side, Jamie and Nia have to learn fast if they’re going to survive Emanu and rescue Danny. Because there are only six days until the gate between worlds closes again.M/blockquote>
I really enjoyed this book. A very strong story, very well written and presented. The characters are young and come across as young, they are believable, especially when they start dealing with their emotions and feelings for one another. The sense of brotherly love as well as a romantic love interest is presented and developed through the story in a manner that really resonated with me.

Plot wise it reminded me of The Chronicles of Narnia, good adventure, a fun sense of wonderment, all combined with a nice pace of storytelling. Lots of potential story still to be explored, but the book itself very well self contained and fully presented, leaving me satisfied with the conclusion yet still wanting to read more of the world created.

I highly recommend this if you are a fan of the Narnia series or similar stories in that vein.

**This book was given for free in exchange for an honest review.

"I received this book free in exchange for an honest review, & I loved it!  World building can be tricky in fantasy, but this book has just the right amount of description without overdoing it.  What made the book for me, though, was the characters.  They're realistic and fully flushed.  None of them are portrayed as total angels or heros, they all have their own issues or flaws.  Even Jamie's missing mother has her faults, or at least aspects of her personality or past that we don't find out right away.  I love the way that McCormally keeps you guessing until the very end about a lot of things!  I'm still thinking about some of the choices Jamie's mother made, and whether they were right or wrong.  I love when a book keeps me up nights and makes me think!

Without giving too much away, I also like that this book isn't a typical boy meets girl romance.  I'm not sure how I feel about who the characters end up with in the end - but it definately made the story more interesting, and again - it's making me think about it after the book is done.  The ending was intense and just blew me away.  I love the way it wraps up the story, but it's not all neat.  There's room for a sequel, but it can stand alone.  I wouldn't say anything is unresolved, but it's messy and real and true and perfect, and the things that needed to be resolved were."

It’s your 18th birthday and, upon it, you parents deliver some pretty shocking news: You’re not really human. They admit that they’ve been covering up the fact that you are actually a nephilim. After hearing the news you still decide to go to school, but this school day is different than all your school days past, especially when it’s revealed to others what you truly are. Write this scene.

Blue
by Anna Carolyn McCormally
I had started my eighteenth birthday by spending about twenty minute staring in the mirror. I thought maybe if I stared hard enough I could break it and erase what I saw: the four unmistakable blue markings, one at each of the corners of my eyes. Not there yesterday and there today: the telltale sign of--
“MOM!” I yelled.
I guess I sounded as upset as I felt because my mother came barging up the stairs and burst into the bathroom where I was nose to nose with my reflection. She was holding a spatula and smelled like bacon and eggs, the hot meal she made every year on my birthday--the one work day a year she went in to the office after 9 a.m. so she could have time to make me my favorite breakfast. Usually I loved smelling that bacon, but this year it made me sad. Because I already knew everything was about to change.
She saw the markings around my eyes and said, “Oh, my God. Oh, my God.”
My mother started explaining. I heard the words: you knew you were adopted. We didn’t know for sure whether--there was no way to tell until--I guess we were just hoping-- but the one I understood was: nephilim.
I was one of them.
At school, everything looked the same. Even I was the same as I’d always been: same dark pixie-cut, same pointy nose, same grey swim-team hoodie and worn-out jeans. But things looked different, or maybe I just noticed different things. As I walked past the hallway where the bluies hung out I couldn’t help but stare. I was one of them. They dressed like everyone else but there was something different about them, even the ones who weren’t eighteen, whose marks hadn’t come in. The boys, even the ones who hadn’t finished growing yet, were noticeably bigger than human boys. Not just taller, but broader.. And the girls--muscles like Olympic gymnasts. Superhuman strength--it was one of the reasons the law kept a curfew for bluies. Even though we’d integrated the schools and other public places, some safety precautions had to be taken. After all, it wasn’t so long ago that they’d kept humans as slaves.
We. It wasn’t so long ago that we’d kept humans as slaves.
I looked down and hurried away down the hall.
Alex and Jennifer were waiting for me when I reached my locker. They were both beaming, Alex holding a plate of brownies I was just sure she’d made herself, Jennifer holding a poster that said: HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY PHOEBE!!! My locker was decorated with pink and yellow streamers and bubble letters drawn in magic marker.
“Hey, birthday girl,” Jennifer yelped. “What’s with the glasses?”
“What’s wrong?” Alex asked, immediately suspicious. “Hey--why aren’t you wearing that dress we bought last weekend?”
We’d been best friends since middle school. I couldn’t hide it from them even if I wanted to. I braced myself, and took off my sunglasses.

Anna Carolyn McCormally lives, reads and writes in Washington, D.C. She is a student in University of Maryland's Fiction MFA Program, has a Deathly Hallows tattoo, and blogs about YA fiction at www.giantsquidbooks.com. Her short fiction has appeared in ROAR Magazine, Quantum Fairy Tales, and pacificREVIEW. The Six Days is her first novel. She is on twitter @mccormallie.

#IndieFallFest: Sarah Buhl


Let's give a warm #IndieFallFest welcome to Sarah Buhl, my author of the day!
Don't forget to drop by the kick-off post and enter our huge giveaway!

On Kira Adams' blog today, she's hosting Claudia Brevis!

by Breigh Forstner
Please share a little about yourself, your genres, any other pen names you use.
I always wanted to write and finally decided to just do it the end of 2012. My first book, “penance.” published May 2014. I write a combination of literary fiction, new adult, contemporary romance, dystopian, and paranormal.

Tell us a little about your latest or upcoming release.
On November 11, the second in the Bohme series will be released. It is called “dissonance.” I am now working on my dystopian novel which I hope to have finished and released by April 2015.

Are you a mom (or parent)?
Yes.

If yes do you find it hard to juggle writing and parenting?
No. My daughter is a very self sufficient nine year old. She is also one of my best friends.

Have you ever based your book or characters on actual events or people from your own life?
Loosely, but nothing exactly. There are many traits in my characters that are from people in my real life. Especially the friends and family in the Bohme series—the dynamics between the characters are found in many of my relationships.

Is there a theme or message in your work that you would like readers to connect to?
I think in each of my books, the driving theme is discovering who you are as a person. It is more the individual realization than the relationship with others. But in that, you discover a deeper connection with others, because you know yourself.

What would your readers be surprised to learn about you?
That I don’t believe in romance in the traditional sense.

When you’re not writing what do you do? Do you have any hobbies or guilty pleasures?
I play a lot of video games and I read. I also watch a hell of a lot of television. I am obsessed with IMDB and anything dealing with science fiction and fantasy.

Which romance book or series (or other genre, if you don’t write romance) do you wish you had written?
I admire several stories and authors, but I would not wish to write what they created. Every author writes the story they are meant to write.

Is there a genre(s) that you’d like to write that you haven’t tackled yet?
Yes. Fantasy. I would love to do that.

Of all the characters you’ve ever written, who is your favorite and why?
I can’t say his name. But there is a character in my dystopian series that I just love, mainly because I love his name.

If this book is part of a series…what is the next book? Any details you can share?
dissonance. Is the second book and is released November 11. The third book in that series will be out next year. Dissonance is Blake’s book and for readers who have read penance, the first in the series, they will be interested in knowing that you get to see a different side of Wynn. It is interesting to see him from his best friend’s eyes in dissonance.

What is next for you? Do you have any scheduled upcoming releases or works in progress?
Dystopian is in progress. Dissonance releases on November 11

What book are you reading now?
I am reading Redemption, the final book in the Enigma Black Trilogy as well as The Fiery Cross (Fifth Outlander book), and I also have some mythology and palm reading books I have been reading.

What is in your to read pile?
Every Vonnegut, Orwell, Lovecraft, Rice, and King book I have not yet read. The rest of the Outlander series. And Fahrenheit 451 a few dozen more times.

What Makes You Feel Alive?
by Sarah Buhl



In my newest book, dissonance., every chapter begins with a question. Each of the questions are ones I think every one of us can relate to, but there is one in particular that I like to ask people when we are in the “deeper” conversations. That question is—what makes you feel alive?

I had never thought to ask myself that before I took up writing. I spent most of my time doing nothing. I enjoyed reading of course—that took up much of my time. But I wasn’t doing anything. I wasn’t tapping into my own creativity and I was drowning in it.

Penance., my first book, was therapeutic for me. I took the time to write and to put to paper, two characters that helped me through some of the hardest things in my life to get through. I came out better on the other end for it. It was an amazing experience—finding my passion. What started as just a, “Can I do it?” Then became, “Yes I can do it and I will do it again.” Those two opposing voices war in all of us, and I finally decided to listen to the second one.


​ I found what it was that made me feel alive.

Now, I find myself asking that same questions of others. I have many friends in my life that are similar to those in the Bohme series. Their personalities permeate the pages of the series and I am thankful they don’t always look at me as crazy when I ask that question. Not many people want to ask themselves that.

Finding out and discovering what you are meant to do, isn’t all sunshine and roses. It is pretty hard at times too. But in the end, it is entirely worth it, because you come out better for it on the other side.

One of my favorite things in life is seeing someone walk along the path they are meant to walk on. The way I see it, there are two voices that try to gain the upper hand in each of us. Whichever of the voices we choose to feed is the deciding factor on how we live our lives. (Or how we lack in living our lives.) The day to day of life can be brutal. I know. We get lost in the time that passes each day and we forget that this is a cherished moment. Every moment in life is to be cherished.

Like I said previously, two years ago I had the epiphany—I was alive. It sounds kind of crazy, I know. Even reading it sounds crazy to me. But I realized, I was alive and I was supposed to be doing something. I couldn’t sit back and let life happen anymore. I had to grab onto it.

So I sat my happy butt at the computer and I just started typing. I didn’t decide to write a book because I wanted to be the next great author. No I wrote for the pure joy of it. I wrote for the pure joy of words. I still write for that very reason. I love words. I love stories. I love characters. I began to write for the same reason that I love to read—meeting fictional characters that help me understand my own thoughts better.

When I was caught up in the writing, I found myself several times asking, “What if no one likes it?” Then I decided you know what, that doesn’t matter. If I like it and I know I wrote the story I needed to write, then that is what matters. Then the further into my journey I went, the more I understood myself, and those around me. I was doing what I was meant to do and I never felt more alive.


​ I’ve witnessed the same thing happen when musicians take the stage. The person could be the most anti-social, quiet person in conversation, but you put them on stage, and they are in their element. To me that is beauty and that is life. They come alive on stage.

When an artist sits at the easel and begins to paint—deep in their element—deep in their creativity and passion, you can feel it in the air. Creativity and passion are beautiful things and it’s a privilege to hear about it happening with others and to witness it happening.

I even witness the same thing when my husband talks his nerdy, computer shop with his friends. They get to talking about RAM and processor speed and then the terms I do not understand at all—and it is pretty cool. It is amazing to see how the human mind works and devours knowledge and creativity.

Believing in ourselves is the greatest achievement we can have as human beings.

I say that because that is the first step in doing what you need to do—believing you can. It's also the most difficult. I'm not going to lie. The other voice always steps in and makes you question everything.

It doesn’t matter what it is you need to do—as long as you do it. Just taking the little steps toward it, you will start to see things come into alignment in your life. I know I sound like a motivational speaker right now, but f$*k it. I want people to find their voice and their passion.

If it is music, writing, gardening, dancing, showing horses, counseling others, painting, taking photographs, it doesn’t matter what it is—as long as you believe in yourself and you just take the first step.

I know it’s scary as hell—stepping into oblivion and throwing caution to the wind.

But…

You can do it, I know you can.

Imagine your life is now a book. In 100 words write the blurb for it. 
On the shelf, books are one dimensional as only the spines and titles are visible. This is the same with people. We only see the surface and base it off that. She writes. She watches TV. She listens to music. She reads. This is the story of one girl who chose to look past the surface and find the story within.

Sarah Buhl. Sci-fi expert. Self-professed TV and IMDB guru. Gamer. Dreamer. Mother. Wife. Friend. Author of novels.

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