Author of multiple books for kids. Coffee fanatic, homeschool mom, adventurer. #amquerying again.
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The danger of our fragile truce was how the smallest spark could reignite the feud—like accidentally trespassing on enemy territory.
"Lycki, stop!" I shouted, but my little brother's green tunic and blond hair slipped through the branches ahead.
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‘Sweat trickled down the back of Nieve’s neck as she sweltered in her beaten-up, standard issue armour. She was as far from her home in the frozen north as it was possible to get in the Kingdom’s bounds.’
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Looking through my QueryTracker profile and trying to decide which agents to query. As a seasoned author, I've been down this road before. Considering starting some of my queries with "You may remember me from previous rejections." 😂 #amquerying
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My mother was a patient woman, careful with her flowers and her words. "White roses are for innocence, red for passion, pink for happiness. And yellow for infidelity," she told me, as her spade opened the soft earth. "In that order. Do you understand?"
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“It was well known in those days that The Most Honourable Abner Evington, 5th Marquess of Granborough, had no children, nor had he married in his 83 years.”
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Avery is a buzz of need and power, forgotten where he ends and where the ship begins as if they’ve melded into one. He runs a gloved hand over the shining metal surface of the interstellar coloniser that will become, without a doubt, the grave of hundreds.
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ALT A collage of images: Earth viewed from space The silhouette of two men holding hands at sunset Sunset over mountains A spacecraft from the inside An aircraft engine zoomed in Planets and stars A spacecraft flying through space
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#1stLinePit I was human once. I needed to feel the ocean’s breath one final time, to taste the salty air sweeping in from the wild Atlantic, air that was full of memories not only of the first time I had seen this place but of all the memories of my Dearest M who lay thousands of miles west. #c #q #LF #a
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The second man I killed today tried to resist.
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The pressure in my heart swells. I feel it push fear through my arms, weakening my hold on my phone. It runs through my legs and feet, and I wonder whether I might collapse in a splat on my rainbow rug before I can even read their hateful words out loud. “Hey-
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ALT Collage of photos that look like Polaroids. Starting at Top row: silhouetted teens at sunset on beach with arms up, teens around camp fire. Blonde curls on black background. Inclusive pride flag flapping. bisexual flag painted on a hand, protest sign that says “fight today for a better tomorrow,” creek with trees around it, sloth stuffie, cemetery at dawn with dog, two white girls with blonde hair sledding, drum with sticks, photo of the badlands.
ALT Blue plane wall with two benches on a gray floor. On the wall firearms are arranged to spell out in god we trust (schools in SD are legally required to post this motto)
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'Reverend Green could never abide those tired cucumber sandwiches that the Mrs. repeatedly offered their guests for tea. After twenty years of 'bland-for-business' fare, Mr. Green craved the sweet scones and clotted cream reserved for happier occasions.' #1stLinePit #SP #H #A #HF
From "I'll Catch You if You Fall" - a story inspired by the real lives of my kids.
My name is Owen, and I’m eight years old. I can read big books, run (almost) as fast as the flash, and draw really cool comics. I think I’m lots of fun.
And I have epilepsy.
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I stared through my hand, awestruck at its transparency, and the pale film it cast over my vision. Far less shocking was the smoke and flames of destruction that surrounded the capital city far below.
"It's getting worse... I'm fading away."
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Now that we're at the end of the day on the east coast, I'm gonna share my #1stLinePit! #WIP #F #A
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The Queen’s rooms smelled like death.
Tamar had only been on duty a few minutes, but already, the stale air and stench of decay threatened to overwhelm her.
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Robert cast shades of grey over the frayed black quilt as his right knee bounced his spectral form. I always found it strange how ghosts feared death more than the living.
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ALT Mixture if images. Podcast mic, compass, rainbow glass house, ghost playing piano, stone angel weeping over a grave, piano, soul-sucking image and shadowed MC.
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You would think that breaking the universe is something an ordinary person couldn’t do casually.
You’d be wrong.
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Danielle Sközy has been 21 years old for the past 17 years. It was one of the benefits of living in a time when reality was shaped and twisted to the desires of those who could buy nice things. Like youth.
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"Anticipation thrummed in my veins with the muffled music crackling from the bar’s speaker."
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