Publishing is and has always been a fickle business, most likely because it’s a reflection of its customer base.
As questions mount and the body count rises, she finds herself caught in the crosshairs of an organization that will stop at nothing to hide its secrets and protect its profits.
The corner of his mouth inched up. She’d be a handful…for the right man, which sure as hell wasn’t him. Not anymore.
You’re a bad writer.
I don’t care what your web site says. I don’t care how many traditionally published books you have under your belt or how popular you are with readers. You disappointed me. You ripped me off. You took my money in exchange for a piece of garbage.
In Katy’s Place A Short Story Copyright 7/21/13 by Barbara Meyers “Katy?” Cassie Emerson whispered in disbelief. “Is that really you?” Katy Robbins laughed, the sound somewhere between a hearty guffaw and a delicate tinkling bell. Cassie hadn’t heard Katy laugh in over fifteen years. She’d missed it so much.…
No, no, it can’t be April already, can it? The days zip by so fast I am constantly checking the calendar for the correct date. Writing news? Efforts for THE FIRST TIME AGAIN shift into marketing/publicizing. The local newspaper features local writers, at least a cover and publication information, so…