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How Inez from The Girl in the Box Came To Be by Sheila Dalton My new novel, The Girl in the Box, is about a mute Mayan girl kept in captivity in the Guatemalan jungle by her parents, who believe she is cursed. When a Canadian doctor rescues her, she kills him. His lover, Caitlin, [...]

Among Others by Jo Walton My rating: 4 of 5 stars This is the story of a Welsh 15-year-old girl, Mori, told by way of journal entries. It takes place in 1979 to 1980. Mori loves to read Sci-Fi and is amazingly insightful and articulate on the subject. Her twin sister is dead, her mother [...]

The economy is tanking, the streets are a jungle, a huge portion of our population can't afford decent health care. Even if you're well fed and prosperous, these facts cause anxiety. You're worried about your future, your children, your country, YOUR WORLD! Think about these things too much, and your body has a physiological stress [...]

My head is crowded with characters, and they want out. No, not just want – demand! They poke my tender brain tissues when I'm trying to work. They wield their mallets, pound my skull from the inside out when I'm trying to sleep. They wake me up at dawn with their begging. They change, morph, [...]

THE APOCALYPSE GENE, CH. 2: Mikah, an unintiated member of the Kindred clan, dreads his encounters with the Kindred leader, a demon hybrid who goes by the name of Prime . . . It wasn't just the thought of Initiation and what it might do to him that made Mikah sick with dread. It was [...]

The world in our novel, The Apocaypse Gene, is a place of violence. The streets are overrun by Shivpacks, ruthless thugs who worship chaos, sell the street drug, Whiff, and enjoy the anarchy of a world where rules have disintegrated and mayhem reigns. We developed this element of the story after researching the Chicago gangs [...]

Flash Fiction by Suki Michelle No one told me stories. My father knew all of Shakespeare's soliloquies by heart and the poems of Robert Frost. A busy surgeon, rarely home, he suffered occasional fits of sociability and invited people to dinner. The maid served while my mother held court. Strangers filled the smoky dining room. [...]

BLOG HOP FUN – SEE THE LINK AT THE END! Unless you're Bill Compton, Edward Cullen, or one of the new vamps to rise from a coffin onto the pages and screens of a zillion fans, there is only one thing in life that is absolutely unavoidable. DEATH. I don't care how good a communicator [...]