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Guest blog post by a co-author ofThe Box Under The Bed,Anne Marie Andrus.
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Hi, I’m Anne Marie and I want to thank Dan for helping me become a published writer!
During this past year, two of my stories have won second place in Dan’s Word Weaver Writing Contest. The October 11th release of my own novel has been planned for a while, and Chapter 2 of that novel is The Crescent from the April Word Weaver Contest.
Talk about a confidence boost when I really needed one!
Word Weaver was the first writing contest I’ve entered, so winning a prize was a “pinch-me” moment!
Even better than winning (or almost), was Dan’s great critique style.
He caught things that nobody had ever commented on before.
For example, “Why are your characters always squinting? Is there something wrong with their eyes?” Oh my…
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So, Wednesday October 11th is the official launch day for Monsters & Angels. Those of you who have been following my blog know the project is more about heart and spirit than selling books. When I started writing this story, I never imagined I would be publishing it.
From the bottom of my heart, I’d like all my readers to know how much I appreciate the team that made my dreams come true!
Monsters & Angels
Writing these acknowledgments is scary because I’m sure I’ll miss an essential contributor…but here we go!
First, I want to thank my husband Scott for being my grandest cheerleader and sharing in every bit of blessed craziness it took to finish this project.
Thank you to all the friends, family and fellow writers who made my dream of publishing Monsters & Angels come true:
Jordan Rosenfeld, my first editor without whom this novel would still be an unfinished, messy manuscript; Katie Bartholomew Anderson for your analysis, editing and encouragement; Racquel Kechagias, my critique partner, for your precious insight and love of Raimond; Kat Mancos, for your messages and support; Magali Frechette, my cover designer who saw my vision and hit it out of the park; Ray Laskowitz, for your New Orleanian wisdom; Lynn Cozza, the genuine Dragon Lady; Christina Mercer, Suzanne, Crystal, Brooke, and Marissa, my earliest readers who loved the story enough to carry me past my doubts; Karen Andrus for her French Quarter insider tips: John Andrus, for driving me to Commander’s Palace; Diane Bartholomew, for her legendary quotes; Bruce and Ryan Bartholomew, for asking me questions that made me think; New Orleans, the city, the people, and your collective spirit.
And finally, the cast of Monsters & Angels. You inspired me, grabbed my hand, led me on an extravagant journey, and brought me home richer than when I left.
An interview with debut novelist Anne Marie Andrus, author of the Historical Paranormal Romance Monsters & Angels
If Dr Seuss is right, and he usually is, then I am in very good company. I, along with nineteen other writers, have taken new horror anthology The Box Under The Bed to number one in the Amazon new releases chart, which was a nice thing to discover on a Monday morning. This is […]
This is not a normal, concise and word-perfect post from me.
It’s a ramble because I need to say it, to heal, and to keep being me.
The past few months have been devastating for so many around the world—acts of terror, terrifying weather and just the unstoppable march of time.
It’s hard to believe that in 2017, I could be surprised at how hateful and cruel people can be to each other. Yet…I’m shocked.
My confession: I am not political.
My truth: I am human.
My advice to the President and anyone else who has the privilege of a platform and a voice:
In the face of absolute disaster and human suffering, do not tear others down.
Be kind to strangers, even if they are not kind to you. You have no idea what people are going through.
Take the high road.
Be a leader.
If you can’t or won’t take any of these actions, shut up. Please.
Then, Monday, October 2nd, 2017.
One of those days I wonder, why bother? We’re irreparably broken.
I stumbled across an old post I never published—I probably should have.
It was from another time that I questioned writing and reading fantasy, when everything was wrong with the world.
I felt frivolous, silly…like a waste of time…or a big lie.
It took some time to work my way free.
I didn’t post this yesterday. I couldn’t hit the button.
Today, Tuesday October 3rd, 2017…people are standing in lines for hours to donate blood.
I’m working my way free. So about that old post…
To the dreamers and the artists;
The singers, painters, jewelry designers, authors, photographers and songwriters—without your genius, every ounce of joy and beauty will be lost forever.
Never give up.
You are our only true hope.