Ohh, the power I hold over men! As for me and my virgini-tay, I am a private person, so it's not like I sashay around announcing to the world that I have sacred lady parts. But when people find out, they typically gape at me as if I don't know what the radio is. I mean, what can people say? That I'm totally awesome? Yeah, dat's right.
When sending your book to bloggers in exchange for an honest review, in order to be most successful, there are some things you need to know. We have pet peeves just like everyone else, and we follow a blogger code of conduct. If you’re a fellow reviewer, then you know exactly what I’m talking about. When an author/publisher/agent/narrator disrespects said code, it’s a big slap to the face, amiright?
The characters are certainly tempted by desire, but there is nothing graphic. The worst in terms of language are a handful of “damns” and “hells.” It’s hard, though. There have been times where I want my characters to just spew off endless swear words or be incredibly crass. That’s when I take a breather, find my zen, and search for a different way to express what I want to say.
I think any writer can attest to this, but we hear things and have to write them down. It sounds crazy, I know. It usually happens at the most inconvenient times, too, like while I'm driving and don't necessarily have the luxury of writing everything down. For me, my inspiration always starts with the sound of the characters' voices. Then I sculpt a text around the things they say to me
Ever read Lord of the Flies? Yeah, me too. So, I have decided to create a list of these workouts that will help you become the leader of your own personal island. Because I'm awkward, I often wonder what may happen in the event that I am stranded on an island as a result of a plane crash. Obviously, this will only happen to a minuscule amount of the population, but knowing my luck I'm going to be a statistic. That being said,
I run like a T-rex so most definitely don't take my advice when it comes to form. But training for a mud run is amazingly simple. Everyone hears about a mud run such as a Spartan Race and automatically thinks, “Wow, there’s no way that I can handle such a race.” A mud race instantly teaches you what kind of person you are. In my case: out of shape.