tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61336112361724041032024-03-14T02:06:07.300-07:00Indy Writers GroupIndy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-18484954444996429412010-03-18T13:38:00.001-07:002010-03-18T13:39:48.109-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKHII5_q49tzVqQjzU22y-kwmZSK7dhbt2mxbk9HdBIOGBYyCsHULhqtNnkoZKf2JYpD5d3iwcC5-MOS70hVtCBMEQUvLzwA455-SUbVchyxTzDt68s3c53uCl68DGBBW0DS_HykH3VmsT/s1600-h/sf_08_logo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKHII5_q49tzVqQjzU22y-kwmZSK7dhbt2mxbk9HdBIOGBYyCsHULhqtNnkoZKf2JYpD5d3iwcC5-MOS70hVtCBMEQUvLzwA455-SUbVchyxTzDt68s3c53uCl68DGBBW0DS_HykH3VmsT/s320/sf_08_logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450076293410357938" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;">The Indy Writers' Group is hosting Script Frenzy Write In's every Friday in the month of April.<br /><br />Bring your laptop or notebook, we'll be gathering in the Border's Cafe to write.<br /><br />IWG did the same thing last year for the National Novel Writing Month. We had a great time cheering each other on and getting page counts that we never would have if we stayed at home. Many of the attendees finished their NaNo during the write in to great cheers!<br /><br />Borders - River Crossing<br />Cafe<br />8675 River Crossing Blvd<br />Indianapolis, IN 46240<br />7pm-10pm<br />Every Friday in April<br /><br />No charge, no RSVP required. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"><br /></span></div><a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=403578068693">http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=403578068693</a>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-75281798147294607822009-01-02T17:04:00.000-08:002009-01-02T17:28:32.380-08:00Bring in the New Year with these IWG Authors!!<p class="MsoNormal">IWG is so proud to have many talented and award-winning authors in our membership. Each year we have more newly published authors to celebrate and more rising talents sharing amazing material with the group. But we are bias, we love our members. Check out for yourself the catalog of IWG Authors and you two might want to start your own IWG Writers' collection. </p><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp5mQhgatFPPydb7QujHuaua6XNViFL9w5b0YjG_w-VIfvbVASvgS2PHs_fON7qC7JvJa8HXdyzYR59pwcdi8ptdCrICj7AQjpbhUTACR2STIpbuu6HHPbShJhvVGXa7om_e69B351QYDg/s200/Firebrand.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286871836118463154" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Debra Kemp - The House of Pengradon Book 1: The Firebrand </span></span></p><blockquote>Despite the collar marking her as a slave of Dunn na Carraice, young Lin is fiercely determined to retain her pride and keep her family intact. That dignity bears a price, for Lin has drawn the wrath of Modred, the youngest prince of Orkney. His single-minded quest to break strong-willed Lin-by any means necessary-nearly succeeds. Although Lin is accustomed to the death, disease, rape and famine that runs rampant in the slave hovel she calls home, it is when her beloved</blockquote><blockquote> brother Dafydd is placed on the auction block that her warrior spirit becomes apparent to all who challenge her, and the shocking secret of her lineage is finally revealed.</blockquote><o:p></o:p><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> ISBN-10: 1592798837<span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/House-Pendragon-Book-I-Firebrand/dp/1592798837/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1230943374&sr=1-3">Amazon Listing </a></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ_I9EIsuPeuSf5khRHfcstKlVwfQMtllVquLRkfI5v1V23Dc7KlanxdmbExN266WVcR5n_3qfYUYpi43L0d81g26cWjQ8nvySktHO1QBiyDVyrF08E7fSNstPSowu7tKNTnxHOjE0ZDLc/s200/recruit.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286868777783940130" />Debra Kemp - The House of Pendragon Book 2: The Recruit</span></span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"></p><blockquote>Sequel to the EPPIE-nominated The House Of Pendragon, Book I: The Firebrand......In the long-anticipated second novel of her original House of Pendragon series, Debra A. Kemp continues the extraordinary story of King Arthur's estranged daughter, Lin.</blockquote><blockquote> Adjusting from her life as an orphaned and abused slave to that of Arthur, the Pendragon's daughter does not prove an easy task for young Lin. She struggles to adapt and find her place within the sumptuous palace walls of Camelot. Her mother, Queen Gwenhwyfar, expects Lin to conform to the life of royalty and the duties of a princess, including an arranged marriage. But having survived the cruelty of life as Modred's slave, Lin wants more than a tedious life of weaving and gossip within the world of women. Rejected by her cold, unloving mother, Lin seeks the role of training to become a soldier. Her fighting spirit meets resistance at every turn. Can Lin prevail as a recruit in the Pendragon's army? Or will her past return to haunt her?</blockquote><o:p></o:p><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">ISBN-10: 1592796990 <a href="http://www.amazon.com/House-Pendragon-Book-II-Recruit/dp/1592796990/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1230943374&sr=1-2">Amazon Listing</a></p> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjOwCqIz5-ibTI4y_eudkl4E4zptaVn1qGSHgGB44fMNd497t7o5rLPHfWDPsdPdPkUoAlAaeW2DDpWhnhtcbtxn64lhCywn9-dczlajI3pZqBLoUZdn4pGipFJhiOPQxLr7OTIer88smS/s200/51dhfdeFkNL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286870976338563250" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Jamie Carie – Snow Angel</span></span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"><blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">When Noah Wesley heard the faint sound outside the door of his remote Alaskan mountain cabin during a violent nighttime blizzard, it was no less than the voice of God that urged him to take a closer look, soon to discover his snow angel.</span></blockquote></span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:black;"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">ISBN-10:</span></span></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">0805445331</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Snow-Angel-Novel-Jamie-Carie/dp/0805445331/ref=pd_sim_b_3">Amazon Listing</a></span></span></span></span></o:p></span></span></p><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjpupVZfPllPmQWkmBjzfXyIJoJkTFZFVIts8xlAVXY57ZlsWYHmy_txlZ5TF5dSVPn5vo7yN8aVDvt7wfKinxs3qiTUBCv3GojinzjcbACXReV1CmoJ3WAC-nngslMTnejEvS1TsQW6pg/s200/jamie+carie.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286871840856834530" /><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"> Jamie Carie – Duchess and the Dragon</span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"></span></span></p><blockquote><span class="apple-style-span"><span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Rising romance novelist Jamie Carie’s <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "><span class="apple-style-span"><span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:black;">second book,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><b><i><span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:black;">The</span></i></b></span></span></span></span></span></blockquote><blockquote><span class="apple-style-span"><b><i><span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Duchess <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; 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src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlAlMz38LYDJyMWdiDy7rRJwTYRRlsoAO5U48VQtE6EcgqN0x0-P7G1bHzohO9HCFv7jhu-yoXLMsiHhMu2mEXwUE3sUXk28laAC4dK2-xIG9-7Ta5JP-fv92_BVQ4kQjZC9jlFbedJ-52/s200/Ultimate+Lesibian+Erotica+2008,+(Ellen+Tevault).jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286868783049245618" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.65pt"><span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Ellen Tevault –</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt;line-height:14.65pt"><span style="color:black;">”Secret Desires” in Yes Ma’am: Erotic Stories of Male Submission, edited by<span class="apple-converted-space"> <span id="lw_1230944276_7"></span><span class="yshortcuts">Rachel Kramer Bussel</span></span>, published by<span class="apple-converted-space"> <span id="lw_1230944276_8"></span><span class="yshortcuts">Cleis Press</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><a href="http://www.cleispress.com/book_page.php?book_id=233" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"><span style="color:purple;">http://www.cleispre ss.com/book_ page.php? book_id=233</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt;line-height:14.65pt"><span style="color:black;">”Femme Princess” in Lipstick on Her Collar, edited by Sacchi Green & Rakelle Valencia, published by Pretty Things Press<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lipstick-Collar-Other-Tales-Lesbian/dp/1576122980/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1228728697&sr=1-1" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"><span style="color:purple;">http://www.amazon. com/Lipstick- Collar-Other- Tales-Lesbian/ dp/1576122980/ ref=sr_1_ 1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1228728697&sr=1-1</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt;line-height:14.65pt"><span style="color:black;">”Medusa’s Mistress” in Ultimate Lesbian Erotica 2008, edited by Nicole Foster, published by Alyson Books<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><a href="http://www.alysonbooks.com/9781593500429.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"><span class="yshortcuts"><span style="color:purple;"><span id="lw_1230944276_9">http://www.alysonbo oks.com/97815935 00429.html</span></span></span></a><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt;line-height:14.65pt"><span style="color:black;">”Houston Heatwave” in Tales of Travelrotica for Lesbians: Erotic Travel Adventures, volume 2, edited by Simone Thorne, published by Alyson Books<a href="http://www.alysonbooks.com/9781593500146.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"><span class="yshortcuts"><span style="color:purple;"><span id="lw_1230944276_10">http://www.alysonbo oks.com/97815935 00146.html</span></span></span></a><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt;line-height:14.65pt"><span style="color:black;">”<span id="lw_1230944276_11"><span class="yshortcuts">Splish Splash</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>Anniversary” in Best Date Ever:<span class="apple-converted-space"> <span id="lw_1230944276_12"></span><span class="yshortcuts">True Stories</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>That Celebrate Lesbian Relationships, edited by Linda Alvarez, published by Alyson Books<a href="http://www.alysonbooks.com/9781593500092.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"><span class="yshortcuts"><span style="color:purple;"><span id="lw_1230944276_13">http://www.alysonbo oks.com/97815935 00092.html</span></span></span></a><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt;line-height:14.65pt"><span style="color:black;">“Bronco Butches” in After Midnight: True Lesbian Erotic Confessions, edited by Chelsea James, published by Cleis Press<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><a href="http://www.cleispress.com/book_page.php?book_id=172" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"><span style="color:purple;">http://www.cleispre ss.com/book_ page.php? book_id=172</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt;line-height:14.65pt"><span style="color:black;">”Make Love to Me” in Perfect Valentine, edited by<span class="apple-converted-space"> <span id="lw_1230944276_14"></span><span class="yshortcuts">Barbara Johnson</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>& Therese Szymanski, published by<span class="apple-converted-space"> <span id="lw_1230944276_15"></span><span class="yshortcuts">Bella Books</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><a href="http://www.bellabooks.com/mm5/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&Product_Code=b-bad-perval&Store_Code=bella&search=Perfect+Valentine&offset=0&filter_cat=&PowerSearch_Begin_Only=&sort=&range_low=&range_high" target="_blank" rel="nofollow">http://www.bellaboo ks.com/mm5/ merchant. mvc?Screen= PROD&Product_Code= b-bad-perval&Store_Code=bella&search=Perfect+ Valentine&offset=0&filter_cat=&PowerSearch_ Begin_Only=&sort=&range_low=&range_high</a>=<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt;line-height:14.65pt"><span style="color:black;">”Summer’s Frisky Kitten” in Early Embraces III, edited by Lindsey Elder, published by Alyson Books<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><a href="http://www.alysonbooks.com/9781555837372.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"><span class="yshortcuts"><span style="color:purple;"><span id="lw_1230944276_16">http://www.alysonbo oks.com/97815558 37372.html</span></span></span></a><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt;line-height:14.65pt"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt;line-height:14.65pt"><span style="color:black;">This is just a small list of the book published by IWG members. Keep an eye on our website for more updates, book releases and author appearances! <o:p></o:p></span></p>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-52465191897051557022008-12-17T19:36:00.000-08:002008-12-17T19:39:55.956-08:00What's Right & Wrong with American Health Care?<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; ">IWG-er Cheryl Shore is going to be moderating a <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229571335_0" style="line-height: 1.22em; ">group discussion</span> about health care. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; ">The emphasis will be sharing stories about <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229571335_1" style="line-height: 1.22em; ">personal experiences</span> illustrating what is right - and wrong- with <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229571335_2" style="line-height: 1.22em; ">American health care</span>. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; ">If you can attend - we'll be meeting at the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Starbuck's at 71st and </span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229571335_3" style="line-height: 1.22em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Binford</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229571335_4" style="line-height: 1.22em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">on Thursday 12/18 from 3:30</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"> to 5</span>. If you can't attend - but still have something you'd like to say, feel free to send Cheryl an e-mail via Indywriters group@gmail.com about your experience and She'll include your input in the report. No one will be identified by name. Cheryl will be looking for trends and common themes in the experiences people describe. The report will be going to a committee appointed by <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229571335_5" style="line-height: 1.22em; ">Tom Daschle</span>. <br /><br />Also - feel free to spread the word to anyone who may be interested.<br /><br /></span></div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-11701621158626306832008-12-05T13:29:00.000-08:002008-12-05T13:46:22.822-08:00Belief Test now on Amazon for only $8.99<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Hoefler Text'; "><p style="line-height: 140%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; line-height: normal; "><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwgWrSmgHUBsnpiMUgzWHIJeNHUlVuKb-ZqV5wiE0AxBurF8AYj2LmUFIT3m73CGtUAmjBtujI4PZstePxn9Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></span><br /></p><p style="line-height: 140%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Hoefler Text'; "></span></span></p><p style="line-height: 140%; ">Click above to watch the book trailer for <em>The Belief Test: questions to ask yourself on the journey of life</em>. By Kate Chaplin</p><p style="line-height: 140%; ">Published in 2005, <em>The Belief Test</em> is filled with 285 thought-provoking, fun and enlightening questions that reaffirm and lead to personal discoveries about what believe about yourself and the world around you.</p><p style="line-height: 140%; ">Great for self-searchers, mothers, daughters, sisters, college students and best friends. </p><p style="line-height: 140%; ">Currently for sale on <a title="Kate Chaplin store front on Lulu" href="http://www.lulu.com/katechaplin" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(91, 33, 26); ">www.lulu.com</a> print $11.99 download $5.30 and <a title="Amazon listing of Belief Test" href="http://www.amazon.com/Belief-Test-Questions-Yourself-Journey/dp/1411692276/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1228504853&sr=8-1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(91, 33, 26); ">Amazon.com</a> for only $8.99. </p><p style="line-height: 140%; "><em>Note:</em> Amazon.com listing are sold through Marketplace currently the Karmic Courage Press seller<em> is</em> Kate Chaplin. Kate can personally sign your copy and ship it to you or your gift recipient.</p></span><p></p>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-27170737734906942072008-12-02T09:53:00.000-08:002008-12-02T09:57:55.627-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpeWSorzXo0xw-0x86zhbuEZz63_fXARe160-RMriCTFLQUDSeTHXznmw0oLC_tyPZ7sLgwGhythEbLGyIUgKdAP33AlBZn8WjGjOkz4-acFZ7DOOk-mOPDkx7KROPNMP_SP3ZCxs7hKcT/s1600-h/YuletideWishes.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpeWSorzXo0xw-0x86zhbuEZz63_fXARe160-RMriCTFLQUDSeTHXznmw0oLC_tyPZ7sLgwGhythEbLGyIUgKdAP33AlBZn8WjGjOkz4-acFZ7DOOk-mOPDkx7KROPNMP_SP3ZCxs7hKcT/s320/YuletideWishes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275253084285924498" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Join us for a IWG </span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1228240176_4"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Yuletide</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Potluck Party, hosted by Debra Kemp. </span></b></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><b><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1228240176_5"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1228240618_0" style="border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Saturday, Dec 20th 7pm</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">-?</span></b></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Debra Kemp's House</span></b></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Noblesville, IN </span></b></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">email for address and to RSVP @ </span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1228240618_1" style="border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">fercharthur@aol.com</span></span></b></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">A great time of year to get together and share in our victories and defeats. Great friends, good times, writing games, food and drinks. All religions welcome. Lurkers welcome. Friends and family welcome. Kids welcome. </span></b></div></span>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-43694230493051118382008-11-12T12:35:00.000-08:002008-11-12T12:37:37.238-08:00IWG Playwrite's Play Preformed at Ball State<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">IWG playwrite, Andrew Kramer's, "Explosion: Day 6" is going to be<br />performed in December at Ball State University's Cave Theatre. The news from Andrew is that, "I have<br />the cast in place and am going to be starting rehearsals in a few weeks."<br /><br />Break a leg, Andrew!</span>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-48605629457446463432008-11-12T12:26:00.001-08:002008-11-12T12:34:44.541-08:00Celtic Myth Podshow Features an IWG Member<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKQtuJgmWQryKYIDj3SraOUFU016m6fUsU81gKmPB0wFJIAgV8oUSc9HRrOHdWEsB1DWBUiUbbPBtbMlOsEvGkqnYIYW7-4Wutxe-yGmtRQUuKqXDt-hm3Oh9qCAfZc9Wm-iquHUO7bB4_/s1600-h/CMP_Header_900x180.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 64px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKQtuJgmWQryKYIDj3SraOUFU016m6fUsU81gKmPB0wFJIAgV8oUSc9HRrOHdWEsB1DWBUiUbbPBtbMlOsEvGkqnYIYW7-4Wutxe-yGmtRQUuKqXDt-hm3Oh9qCAfZc9Wm-iquHUO7bB4_/s320/CMP_Header_900x180.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267872065255735970" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:11px;"><p class="style6" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="medium" style=" color: rgb(51, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The </span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Celtic Myth Podshow</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> will tell you ancient tales and legends of Ireland, Scotland, Wales, Cornwall, Brittany and the Isle of Man bringing you the bravery of heroes and heroines, the magnificent pantheon of gods and goddesses and the magic and wonder of druids, faeries and folklore. It weaves together the rich, beautiful tapestry of mythological history, battles and sagas of the Celts.</span></p><p class="style6" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="medium" style=" color: rgb(51, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Each podcast lasts approximately 25 mins so sit down, get comfortable and join us every other week and listen to news, chat and a story from Celtic Mythology.</span></p><p class="style6" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Come and join Gary & Ruth and their friends as they tell you the great stories from Celtic legend. The series is starting with the Book of Invasions from the Irish Mythological Cycle.</span></p><p class="style6" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">For the Samhain, 2008, part two episode, a section of The House of Pendragon by IWG author Debra Kemp was read. Upon hearing the broadcast Debra said,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> "The entire show is wonderful. Lovely music! But one part in particular, starting at around the 7 minute mark particularly made me cry. What a moment to hear my characters brought to life and hear Dafydd's name pronounced correctly!"</span></span></p></span></div></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><a href="http://celticmythpodshow.com/episodes/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Celtic Myth Podshow - Episodes</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> (Samhain 2008, part 2)</span><br /></span></div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-68016616070872443322008-11-12T12:17:00.001-08:002008-11-12T12:24:31.520-08:00"Writing Progress is Defined by...."<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGqAc7CzlXybfZ__BlAmbrf7u71ZL7y1UC29LzbcGYAKyv1cO9diXQuChPknC36RyscIf66HUqBANge-LtybQFCVr6KD0UgphZjGT2a6DRpak05zhZ3kBB_gJirAHHXya8etwzrBhyphenhyphenQTcH/s1600-h/books.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGqAc7CzlXybfZ__BlAmbrf7u71ZL7y1UC29LzbcGYAKyv1cO9diXQuChPknC36RyscIf66HUqBANge-LtybQFCVr6KD0UgphZjGT2a6DRpak05zhZ3kBB_gJirAHHXya8etwzrBhyphenhyphenQTcH/s320/books.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267869569669580866" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><div>IWG members answer this perplexing question....</div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Writing progress is defined by the number of soul wrenching moments you agonize over your work, and the amount of joy filled accolades when your work is accepted.</span><br /><div style="clear: none; "> </div><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Sandi Sookoo</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Third Place - 2008 Celtic Hearts Golden Claddaugh - All I want for Christmas...is to keep my job.<br />Finalist - 2008 Spacecoast Author of Romance Launching a Star - The Art of Fang Shui<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Writing progress is defined by inspiration and not perspiration. If I agonize for ages and my only result is a single, lonely phrase that truly moves me, it is worth infinitely more than the mechanized machinations I perfomed to crunch out pages of uninspiring drivel.</span></span><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Jim Henderson</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Writing progress is defined by what new facet of Lin is revealed by the time I close down the file for the day. It isn't the word count. I often agonize for hours on a single word within a sentence. So I mark progress by Lin's evolution. Her growth defines me as an author.</span><div style="clear: both; "> </div><div style="clear: both; "><span lang="0" family="SANSSERIF" pt style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Debra A. Kemp</span><br />The House of Pendragon saga continues!<br /><a href="http://www.telltalepress.com/debrakemp" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(36, 124, 212); ">www.telltalepress.com/debrakemp</a><br /><a href="http://www.myspace.com/debrakemp" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(36, 124, 212); ">www.myspace.com/debrakemp</a></span></div><div style="clear: both; "><br /></div><div style="clear: both; "><br /></div></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-84029951479722714712008-11-12T12:11:00.000-08:002008-11-12T12:14:06.644-08:00Indy Film News Talks about Debra Kemp<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyOp2XIAcd1gNrghFzZmZ1HbGwz12-VxjENHOikb_2yF8PIzVwzRk3QdOj2sLSgofZrBuhQBeTO3VELu5uB1ZU_SywVcHbsOdq6coyyvmSwtFs01GiEiqZZz3SYEx9YvZoESUIiYR5XfGy/s1600-h/deb1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyOp2XIAcd1gNrghFzZmZ1HbGwz12-VxjENHOikb_2yF8PIzVwzRk3QdOj2sLSgofZrBuhQBeTO3VELu5uB1ZU_SywVcHbsOdq6coyyvmSwtFs01GiEiqZZz3SYEx9YvZoESUIiYR5XfGy/s320/deb1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267866906360047170" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'Hoefler Text';"><p style="line-height: 140%; "><br /></p><p style="line-height: 140%; "><a href="http://www.indyfilmnews.com/"> Indy Film News</a> posted a great article about <a href="http://www.katechaplin.com/">Kate Chaplin’s</a> interview shoot with <a href="http://www.myspace.com/debrakemp">Debra Kemp</a>!! <em>Lin, The daughter of King Arthur is the principal character of Debra Kemp’s series “The House of Pendragon”. The first book “The Firebrand” was released in 2003. The second book, “The Recruit” was recently published and Debra is out promoting it’s release. She is currently working on the third book of the series.</em> </p><p style="text-align: center; line-height: 140%; "><em>As part of the promotion of the book series Debra commissioned Kate Chaplin to shoot an interview explaining the concept behind the series and introduce… </em></p><p style="text-align: center; line-height: 140%; ">To read the rest of the article <a href="http://indyfilmnews.com/wordpress/2008/11/02/the-house-of-pendragon-debra-kemp-interview-shoot/">click here </a></p><p style="text-align: center; line-height: 140%; "><em>or go to <a href="http://indyfilmnews.com/wordpress/2008/11/02/the-house-of-pendragon-debra-kemp-interview-shoot/">http://indyfilmnews.com/wordpress/2008/11/02/the-house-of-pendragon-debra-kemp-interview-shoot/</a></em></p></span>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-23890617049718916502008-11-12T12:03:00.000-08:002008-11-12T12:11:19.561-08:00Debra Kemp at Mudsocks!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKtWALWXZ5kvS4ZPMsKbOn4SDfKDOyHZco2Sod6eKjer_5gMcPZ57VRewRh6dxKpnfvMQGfgx92CsF9I8fMyX8-kxSdFC-7GHdridkzQytgoaJ0Uw2xaoBVodA4QV5T7ZWipqgcxvjjZQp/s1600-h/IMG_1816.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKtWALWXZ5kvS4ZPMsKbOn4SDfKDOyHZco2Sod6eKjer_5gMcPZ57VRewRh6dxKpnfvMQGfgx92CsF9I8fMyX8-kxSdFC-7GHdridkzQytgoaJ0Uw2xaoBVodA4QV5T7ZWipqgcxvjjZQp/s320/IMG_1816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267865891498853026" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Mudsocks</span> is a wonderful independent books store filled to the brim with new and used books. It's children's section and games are to die for. Did I mention there is a black cat roaming around the store? It's a magical place. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Now the store is a bit more magical as <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">IWG</span> Author Debra Kemp made a stunning appearance. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Debra was on hand to sign and talk about her Award-Winning House of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Pendragon</span> Series. If you haven't read it yet, pick up your copy at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Mudsocks</span> in Fishers, IN! <br /></div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-19313026249082024602008-10-28T07:54:00.000-07:002008-10-28T07:56:42.536-07:00What Happens At the IWG Meetings....<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" style="line-height: 1.22em; font-size: inherit; "><tbody style="line-height: 1.22em; "><tr style="line-height: 1.22em; "><td valign="top" style="font: inherit; line-height: 1.22em; "><div style="line-height: 1.22em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">WHAT HAPPENS AT THE IWG MEETINGS...Ms. </span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225205508_0" style="line-height: 1.22em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Hollywood</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> giggles because she's secretly trying not to share her story about a train, while the other authors share their sweat and tears formed into paragraphs with characters, plot, and themes.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em; ">-Ellen Tevault</div><div style="line-height: 1.22em; "><br /></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em; "><br /></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Hmm... what happens at IWG meetings; well first one visits with friends, old and new. Next if I am the one chosen, first I read my work and while reading I recognize the many errors i've made and that my work is crap. Ah, but then Ellen says she loves my spunky lead character and the others pick portions they noted. and liked or that I could improve and they give valueble suggestions for the improvements.Others read from there work and we try to help in whatever way we can. But mostly what happens at IWG meetings is a kind of rejuvination of the soul. One leaves eager to pluck away at the keyboard, tame those wayward villians on the screen, and finish the damn book.</span></span><br /></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em; ">-Eleanor Mason </div></td></tr></tbody></table></span>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-26263873167907332282008-10-28T07:47:00.000-07:002008-10-28T07:53:48.678-07:00IWG Members Are....<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpSYbxFsn-s7hTFbiaQqWecpLQ8zrG0wxn4iIOyFjkVNk22y8IH4OynMU0lpnaKJMHTjgVj966dVPh7ZuwijTErK6-jAd5Q-eBsh8JcfuQow0KQtvWkdchcFr-xCNb1Kv4EDYNjlE1zn0c/s320/IWG+Group+photo.JPG" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262216785994799042" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" style="line-height: 1.22em; font-size: inherit; "><tbody style="line-height: 1.22em; "><tr style="line-height: 1.22em; "><td valign="top" style="font: inherit; line-height: 1.22em; "><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">IWG members are; interesting, helpful, sincere and always on the internet when they should be working. hehe</span></span><br />-Eleanor Mason <br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">IWG members are...neurotic, nuts, crazy with a lot of crativity mixed in. Oops! That's just me. LOL IWG members are great friends, creative people, and makers of stories full of wonderful characters, plots, themes, and genres.</span></span><br />-Ellen Tevault<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">IWG members are inspiring, talented, supportive and for some reason put up with my crazy.</span><br /></span>-Kate Chaplin </td></tr></tbody></table></span>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-78753209505257897072008-10-13T13:42:00.001-07:002008-10-13T13:53:57.629-07:00Debra Kemp @ Mudsocks!!<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjljvlVVlBlhyM0TI3ARr1GQFBBoyszx0Nw87foHjL28WGwGo5k3hDnOu0kA-8vUSEYZBCJJtK5UCKvmm9YAJiLSH_KOSo1-Cm8-L6v5BXzMO68LayRTLNPDYPADYL5w2673UoS_timTGSs/s320/Firebrand.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256743531480150706" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG_m_Pn25rkQxsHVOFlIr2V4Lct9zSyvVFB588vFjPrS8zarASYCFCmUcW0fTtTMC1pfTpsbO_b-VfBxQLvAZsDcvhcwoMgIsYB8WwMGkzI0A1wqYvQ3evaYn74tTFDZuffgQhMFAka3Gp/s320/recruit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256743531791657410" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div>IWG Member Debra Kemp will be at Mudsocks Books Saturday, Nov. 8th to sign copies of her books, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">House of Pendragon Book 1: The Firebrand</span> and <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">House of Pendragon Book 2: The Recruit.</span> <div><br /></div><div>Come and meet this wonderful award-winning author! Her stories will amaze you! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Debra Kemp</div><div>Booksigning</div><div>Saturday, November 8</div><div>12pm </div><div>Mudstock Books & Coursity Shoppe</div><div>11631 Fisher's Station Drive</div><div>Fishers, IN </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2wDrBEYLQfjQZS40PPq8zG1fYcaIb7n-Ri5AdO2A1n64YkJkzXEW69kS-J-3ApVfdq_psf8mGykB-7fwTPi_uUe8_dKHbS1eKeEocdLTyr4LtSDrIfiS3G2ofT1FjiqvliGQR5IvhjTLo/s320/IMG_1510.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256744180457578514" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-31181265346075287182008-10-13T13:30:00.000-07:002008-10-13T13:38:04.132-07:00All Day Critique Retreat<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinJJlsi1Esu9WlqO_mnZhIWCIbcZPJN1EYNypGZKgDHz7ynYydmxv9peZgTjYrZJ5gYpO_x8Ek77plaaUzQID9A_uXIiVjbT5cDltI6OkSxcIv8LonwGzVNAXXnFqKo2e7xCQCttsxVf_m/s1600-h/meetup_logo.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinJJlsi1Esu9WlqO_mnZhIWCIbcZPJN1EYNypGZKgDHz7ynYydmxv9peZgTjYrZJ5gYpO_x8Ek77plaaUzQID9A_uXIiVjbT5cDltI6OkSxcIv8LonwGzVNAXXnFqKo2e7xCQCttsxVf_m/s320/meetup_logo.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256739200461419058" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Got this info from our good friends at Meetup's Indy Writers Critique Group.... </span></span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:13px;">Announcing a new Meetup for Indy Writers Critique Group!<br /><br />What: Writers' Retreat at Butler University<br /><br />When: <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223929741_6" style="cursor: pointer; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; border-bottom-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.2em; background-position: initial initial; color:initial;">November 1</span>, 2008 8:00 AM<br /><br />Where: The Writers Studio at Butler University (<a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://writers.meetup.com/633/calendar/8954355/" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; color: blue; text-decoration: underline; "><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223929741_7" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.2em; background-position: initial initial; color:initial;">details</span></a>)<br /><br />Meetup Description: Join the Indy Writers Critique Group for our first all-day retreat! Bring your current writing project along, whether in longhand or on your laptop, and we will spend the day together as writers, supporting and critiquing. This is your chance to get away and spend a whole day working on the project. <br /><br />The event is free, but a $5 donation is requested. You are also welcome to bring pot-luck snacks, drinks and other brainfood for hungry minds. RSVPs are required due to limited space!<br /><br />Schedule for the day:<br /><br />8:00am: <br />Room opens! Come early if you are an early bird.<br /><br />10:00-10:30am: <br />Regular check-in time<br /><br />10:30-Noon: <br />Independent Writing Time<br /><br />12:00-1:00pm: <br />Brown Bag Lunch and Guest Speaker<br /><br />1:00-3:00pm: <br />Partner Critiques<br /><br />3:00-4:00pm<br />Individual readings from particpants<br /><br />4:00pm:<br />Wrap-up and depart!<br /><br />Parking info:<br />You can park in most staff and faculty spaces on the Butler campus on Saturdays. Just read the signs. <br /><br /><br />Learn more here:<br /><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223929741_8" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.2em; color:initial;"><a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://writers.meetup.com/633/calendar/8954355/" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; color: blue; text-decoration: underline; ">http://writers.meetup.com/633/calendar/8954355/</a><br /></span></span></span></div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-2459662272610226482008-10-13T11:03:00.000-07:002008-10-13T13:54:47.436-07:00Query Letters Are...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMsA2rY5FDvRkrUwD7GhrJLYb35UxW5KzE2mwA0avgMWryQo0T6ban7CU1IKUCcORMue2Eus_o8_tcdti4QejTRkx-TnURXPbL44eTkHDAFDUw1iO5nEtJG6OQ1bOoUw27t3UO6hWJLOhK/s1600-h/panic+button.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMsA2rY5FDvRkrUwD7GhrJLYb35UxW5KzE2mwA0avgMWryQo0T6ban7CU1IKUCcORMue2Eus_o8_tcdti4QejTRkx-TnURXPbL44eTkHDAFDUw1iO5nEtJG6OQ1bOoUw27t3UO6hWJLOhK/s320/panic+button.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256703316389401650" /></a><br />IWG-ers were asked to complete this sentence, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Query letters are...</span><div>Here were their responses. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223921055_0" style="cursor: pointer; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; border-bottom-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.22em; background-position: initial initial; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Query letters</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"> are my least favorite short stories.</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">-Jim Henderson</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; font-family:arial;font-size:16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Query letters are...a necessary evil or<br />Query letters are...what the literary Gods invented as punishment for aspiring writers</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span><div style="clear: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> -Sandi Sookoo</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Third Place - 2008 Celtic Hearts Golden Claddaugh </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:13px;"><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" style=" ;font-size:inherit;"><tbody><tr><td valign="top" style="font: inherit; vertical-align: top; "><div style="clear: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="clear: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Query letters are a stumbling block for an aspiring writer along the path of publication.</span></span></span></span></div><div style="clear: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Query letters are an introduction of me and my writing to a new business associate, THE EDITOR</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">.</span></span></span></div><div style="clear: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">-Ellen Tevault<br /></span></span></div><div style="clear: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">freelance writer and editor, serving the GLBT, BDSM and erotica communities</span></span></div><div style="clear: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="clear: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Query letters are a road block to submitting work.</span></span></span></span></div><div style="clear: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">-Jerri Yager</span></span></div><div style="clear: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="clear: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial;"><div style="clear: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Query letters are . . . agonizing and the most difficult writing one can do--Ack!</span></span></span></div><div style="clear: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Debra A. Kemp<br /></span></div><div style="clear: none; "><span lang="0" family="SANSSERIF" pt="" style="font-size:10;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The House of Pendragon saga continues!</span></span></div><div style="clear: none; "><br /></div><div style="clear: none; "><br /></div></span><br /></div></td></tr></tbody></table></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; font-size:16px;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; font-size:16px;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-72002641085899597202008-10-13T10:38:00.001-07:002008-10-13T13:56:02.586-07:00IWG-ers at Indy Book Talk<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDyo3wfoM7mmSuk-GmZOEgElxCUIboE6aiBj1n_8_Jorcsfc-OFW15E9Kl7847y9Nch9ajfzFnAvxXlDNwZiK7lYTh7MxKDfXdNwh5EKSe5EMQ1ScA5dlWII6Q2xKzoOZ4Al1fYPsP1vZE/s1600-h/IMG_1514.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDyo3wfoM7mmSuk-GmZOEgElxCUIboE6aiBj1n_8_Jorcsfc-OFW15E9Kl7847y9Nch9ajfzFnAvxXlDNwZiK7lYTh7MxKDfXdNwh5EKSe5EMQ1ScA5dlWII6Q2xKzoOZ4Al1fYPsP1vZE/s320/IMG_1514.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256697900175339426" /></a>IWG Members were representin' at this year's Indy Book Talk. IWG's own Debra A. Kemp was on a panel about publication in the afternoon. Debra did an amazing job talking about the struggles she endured to see her book into publication. Fellow IWG-ers, Ellen Tevault, Sarah Gott and Kate Chaplin where there to cheer her on and spread the word of IWG. <div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbCV3dC-UBqAVl8EWHSNQvRfXwOZy_ru77MuhUT9PjJz6G0_BDV8uALaqPh1IPjEnxiJWnoGTPulIIBsISxco1QgHIuan5R0_ug1ST0XGA28urEGgSFDBbSG4mve7ZvUbDlE2QJDJNhEO/s320/IMG_1516.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256697904710006146" /><div>The Book Talk took</div><div> place at Lawrence High School and had local celebrities, Andy Murphy, Dick Wolfsie,</div><div> Mayor Paul Ricketts and Mayor Greg Ballard in attendance.</div><div><br /></div><div>Presentations were given </div><div>about all aspects of publication from publicity on the Internet to the "real deal" of a book publication timeline. Th</div><div>ere were great interviews and Q&A sessions with well-known and award winning writers, and "mall" featuring a freebie table, booksellers, jewelry sellers, info on Indy Reads and more. </div><div><br /></div><div>With a lunch sponsored by Olive Garden, it was a full, fun</div><div> time had by all. Wonderful to have an IWG-er in the brochure!! Way to go Debs!! </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2FJz5ugGMmwh8MsPtIwcZOrI5HG-L_C3mdgYlPOyhYzc-dN1inX5p4ymyZBbmRA-inFC-IX4ZkYRUb0A5VD0xrkHvFGiBufkBYz_N6M9Atg1mIg98sPtL2xWLUzOJe37ksRZzSBnRm5qj/s320/IMG_1515.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256699933462675570" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMD4xc6Bte69Vj-e-x2tcIVXaewIORgAmqbk3Y7uSf9uY9GxFTE6bDr97EmD1eSod_iYWiEtm5adTJYLW8Ki63upHcMAvRV-YmYh0Ur-7iCrRxpxT9XOJ7c96-gnwfNJaKlQ4xMapLsKXa/s320/IMG_1517.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256699931586942706" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDZqQsqWhWIymnAiuq89jwqIjj6gpD8IOX9lpLFzqNDNyncwu1_cglCY7cmJj4GHzzvSc4hf55MJTs6QI7WSK4v-m77XtujR-t4f1OwDCn8n48doFuQWHg9ymTZuHLG3BZuzSBCirzkGRQ/s320/IMG_1512.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256699921049697986" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeJ7smf5YS_swhnevYTnbTCJ5hpOVWvB1P9jeClzEdDCB2AT9uNtfQwyXsqwbfuxgnKpWTiaRrceIe5uEVEF2ZdXwnGYati8E15EH1Yatbst9BAD50JognXc1avLM9xNnTfNGMPtv_Ktj4/s320/IMG_1506.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256699905876058402" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRjP6GDCR5guOA7WFY8J55gpfjvCIPTEUYuiL6XnNeIN9vq9hwqL-3gf8P-QbjAC3g4ekPihz2SEhXANdgiSGp4xRsm6q76e1QuryxOXNwMj33yyZHnilZLveBGCjrVJEqUj7Rs285koqE/s320/IMG_1511.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256699915038061970" /><div> </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqw0-1aYxF3X493eXnxShpwQjFeJSca0BgoCrHrbHeAcIrAwEa8GIoySM7qrV6wSG_9NSRryKyeABuNik-HNOJAizS4YPN014z7qf_Hw-vxPVaEh8yJS8LizozdP8_-uYWvh2TiG-xOWZ6/s320/IMG_1509.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256695298300779330" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0eN_kA5yyCfPzeFmSMGwswkk4HLFbJUg2U5fnSxwhrNy_zvO-EUDeTeIa3NK-bCqnHo7RpIJL_KJaQogvp3Pw9P65s12hc8bFDgX5DjupY1Re7F6FKXHFRJSobtGrJybUKcDdEFED23B0/s320/IMG_1510.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256695300991370338" /></div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-30564582109623131882008-10-13T10:34:00.000-07:002008-10-13T13:56:50.230-07:00IWG now on Facebook!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaJ-pcezClJ_y_QJpmMuez1HiEh-k-ElQwmL0pCtG1cyQstIt4hdhj78KGp2Hn2a8dR6Lg4626-95sp-IJUl4WiVPLm_wB1cGARA0P8Y7sEmXTK4heAmzrBaOFtNoGu4l7u2HUrd0DCuEy/s1600-h/facebook_pic.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaJ-pcezClJ_y_QJpmMuez1HiEh-k-ElQwmL0pCtG1cyQstIt4hdhj78KGp2Hn2a8dR6Lg4626-95sp-IJUl4WiVPLm_wB1cGARA0P8Y7sEmXTK4heAmzrBaOFtNoGu4l7u2HUrd0DCuEy/s320/facebook_pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256693830127266562" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>You read right, the group you know and love is now global on Facebook. Search for Indy Writers Group on Facebook groups or use this URL: <a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=28829359109">http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=28829359109.</a><div><br /></div><div>Join the Group today!! </div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-28769705209726092542008-10-01T12:25:00.000-07:002008-10-01T12:30:57.570-07:00Debra Kemp at Write Stuff Writers' Book Talk!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7QzLxfkVe_drjEy6rv1d-PEK6U6cKX3SkNFJOkglGOlwtgv77_JP9mVDwxTEBB9dwiTw3M_ikihUf4IAyyhariL7rNbieGDhyphenhyphenL412YQUExnc93uVAOq6oT_9hIdENMNMWu5_0aGpDSLNh/s1600-h/logo.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7QzLxfkVe_drjEy6rv1d-PEK6U6cKX3SkNFJOkglGOlwtgv77_JP9mVDwxTEBB9dwiTw3M_ikihUf4IAyyhariL7rNbieGDhyphenhyphenL412YQUExnc93uVAOq6oT_9hIdENMNMWu5_0aGpDSLNh/s320/logo.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252270016533517554" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">IWG member and team leader, <a href="http://www.myspace.%20com/debrakemp">Debra Kemp</a>, is invited to participate in a panel at the upcoming <a href="http://www.writestuffwriters.com/">WriteStuff Writers' Book Talk</a> event </span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222889107_0" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.22em; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">October 11. She</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> will have a table to display her books and meet and greet readers. </span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">For more information about Write Stuff Writers check out </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "><a href="http://www.writestuffwriters.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">www.writestuffwriters.com</span></span></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">For more information about Debra Kemp and her House of Pendragon Series check out: </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.myspace.com/debrakemp" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 51, 153); text-decoration: underline; line-height: 1.22em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">www.myspace.com/debrakemp</span></span></a></span></div></div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-12200510050136101472008-10-01T12:20:00.000-07:002008-10-01T12:22:25.495-07:00Book Trailer for Wind DancerIWG Member Jamie Carie third book is being released by B&H Publishing. Check out the book trailer on You Tube!<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-tj_Xabhyk&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-tj_Xabhyk&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span><br /></div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-11520924889745608682008-10-01T12:07:00.000-07:002008-10-01T12:16:50.339-07:00IWG-ers Answer: Writing Is...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqR64V9-v24adJs4DXRD4M5Koqu5MOSEUGKGmCXxhEK2DjGSjQGNtAoxUTMBH9KQO6NvIs6uFNpuUcxL7ru6yKYXxHI8N6qHrSpIsF0MzdgoeqyRIG-6J_iPyV7_2zTcJKkMMjwiDibwXP/s1600-h/42-17418883.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqR64V9-v24adJs4DXRD4M5Koqu5MOSEUGKGmCXxhEK2DjGSjQGNtAoxUTMBH9KQO6NvIs6uFNpuUcxL7ru6yKYXxHI8N6qHrSpIsF0MzdgoeqyRIG-6J_iPyV7_2zTcJKkMMjwiDibwXP/s320/42-17418883.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252266276478032546" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><div><br /></div><div>Each week we ask IWG-ers to finish a sentence. Sometimes it's writing related, sometime it's not. This week the sentance to finish is: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Writing is... </span></div><div><br /></div><div>Here is what a few of our members said: </div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Writing is . . . expression, lifeblood and love, a pouring out, a soaking in, a way of meaning in the days, hours, minutes, heartbeats of our lives.</span></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a href="http://www.jamiecarie.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Jamie Carie</span></a></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Writing is food for the soul.</span></span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Eleanor Mason</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Writing is practice for my real job, re-writing. </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a href="http://www.katechaplin.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Kate Chaplin</span></a></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Writing is: my real job, what I do at the bookstore is just a hobby.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a href="http://www.myspace.%20com/debrakemp"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Debra A. </span></a></span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222888199_0" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.22em; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a href="http://www.myspace.%20com/debrakemp"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Kemp</span></a></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Writing is...dreadful to consider but once you get started, it feels so good.</span><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Jerri</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Writing is...the most difficult and rewarding thing you can do</span>. </span></span><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.22em; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Sandi Sookoo</span><br /></span></span></div></span><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(52, 52, 52); line-height: 12px;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(52, 52, 52); line-height: 12px;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-3357433740569420832008-09-29T12:51:00.000-07:002008-10-01T12:18:14.193-07:00IWG Member Wins Big at the INDY Awards!!!<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vD_mtrhGrzk&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vD_mtrhGrzk&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span><br /><div>After losing by one vote at last year’s <a href="http://www.indianafilmsociety.org/">INDY Awards</a>, filmmaker <a href="http://www.katechaplin.com/">Kate Chaplin</a>, returned with the powerful human-rights inspired film entitled <em><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AO36y78dXAs">First They Came for…</a></em> and found herself on stage accepting the Audience Choice. </div><div></div><br /><div>Kate Chaplin started the <a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/indywritersgroup/">Indy Writers' Group</a> in 2004 and is proud to say that the rough draft of <em>First They Came for</em> went through the critique process and came out better for it.</div><div></div><br /><br /><div>Chaplin said, "The encouragement of IWG members and their gifts for storytelling are</div><div> invalueable. I love each and everyone of them for helping me become a stronger writer with each project I take on. I couldn't have won this pretty award with out them." </div><div></div><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNkF2ImTqmCyvr70NwOfFKWpZY-OVHholBSwysg7oZsM75VJl-24DX41gNeVSthkJh9e7BxBxcSqZR5sAW7WWv6Ow0oZyB7y5CJPovO8wSFJTyxjuhJ6Xof7j0bxaOk1Q19_NEPnWL-O_C/s320/kateia-sm-300x276.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251534551490916130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" border="0" /><div><br /></div><div>To view Kate Chaplin's film "First They Came for" on You Tube click play:</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AO36y78dXAs&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AO36y78dXAs&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div></div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-49367162366733765432008-09-29T12:37:00.001-07:002008-10-01T12:19:03.445-07:00Call for Submission - Nerdvana<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmodtFvczEWaFlfmq3u0XaoYJXWNPpVKeBy-i8KGyFQSFGyeFm8eKBRAsfayA0UKNKbK3w6SLgEOMGz15Qm_zRzKSAhZ4j_4cnKOOV50nav0hGqFYb9TdKXiwrSh4r9jlpczuEpyz-80fP/s1600-h/CB027628.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251530904226782194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmodtFvczEWaFlfmq3u0XaoYJXWNPpVKeBy-i8KGyFQSFGyeFm8eKBRAsfayA0UKNKbK3w6SLgEOMGz15Qm_zRzKSAhZ4j_4cnKOOV50nav0hGqFYb9TdKXiwrSh4r9jlpczuEpyz-80fP/s200/CB027628.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Call for Submissions – Nerdvana<br />Edited by Fred Towers<br />Published by Starbooks Press<br />Submission Deadline: November 8, 2008<br />Scheduled: tentatively for Fall 2009<br />Payment: 1 contributor copy and $ 50 for 4001–7000 words or $ 25 for 2500–4000 words<br /><br />Calling all gay geeks, nerds, dorks, dweebs, or other teased social misfit!<br /><br />I want to hear about how the social misfits, brainiacs, and comic book/superhero obsessed geeks get it on. I want fiction that shows brains can be sexy. Do the men hook up at a scifi con? Does a role playing game gain a twist? What happens in the back room of the comic book store? Does the reading club turn into an orgy? Do the computer geeks get hot and bothered in the wiring closet? Are brains sexier than brawn? Show me.<br /><br />Guidelines:<br /><br />Stories should be between 2500-7000 words in length. Email me if your story is longer or shorter.<br />Stories should have fully developed characters and plots.<br />Stories should be gay male erotica. All other genres welcomed.<br />Name, pseudonym if used, address, phone number, word count, and email should appear on first page.<br />Each page should double-spaced and include your name, title, and page number.<br />Include short bio (25-50 words) with story.<br />“Nerdvana submission” should be in the subject line of the email.<br /><br />Email me at fredtowers at yahoo dot com with the story or any questions you have.<br /><br />Fred Towers has published stories in Bearotica, Muscle Worshipers, Flesh to Flesh, and Ultimate Gay Erotica 2008. Forthcoming stories are coming in Ultimate Gay Erotica 2009 and Fairy Tales Do Come True.</div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-89825238889240790382008-09-26T12:06:00.000-07:002008-09-26T12:18:28.678-07:00Critique Corner - SandiIWG Member Sandi needs your help! <div><br /></div><div>Critique Corner a new addition to the IWG Blog. From time to time we'll post a story in need of critique. Post your feedback here on the blog under "comments." Please do us a service and leave comments that are helpful and proffessional to the writer. </div><div><br /></div><p class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:.5in"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops: .5in"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">The Music Box Princess</span></span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" align="center" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><o:p>Once upon a time in a land of golden rolling hills and plains lush with grain, a woman by the name of Evelyn ruled the Kingdom of Cavatina with a gentle hand and a sweet disposition.</o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" align="center" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><o:p>Evelyn loved to sing.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>In the evenings with her business concluded, happy notes of jubilation would flow from her ruby red lips as she sang her songs.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“The world is a magical place, full of wonder and delight.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Love holds the key to harmony.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Long hair the color of the morning sunshine flowed about her shoulders as she danced. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Her eyes sparkled like unclouded emeralds as she flitted about her room.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><o:p>When the autumn rains began to fall, there was a visitor to Cavatina.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>His name was Gavin, and he was king of the neighboring lands as well as a powerful wizard.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I have heard that your voice is like an angel.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I demand you sing for me!”</o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><o:p>“I must refuse.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Her slim fingers worried the braided cord at her waist.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I only sing for people I love.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Gavin lingered at the castle.</o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><o:p> “Sing for me or I will take you prisoner.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>A sneer contorted his black bearded face.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“I can not.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">True to his word, Gavin grew angry and spirited Evelyn off to his black castle. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He ignored the cries of the princess and locked her in the tallest tower as punishment.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>As the red and brown leaves fell from the trees, Princess Evelyn befriended a royal servant.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>She looked forward to his brief visits, if only to see a smiling face among so many cheerless soldiers.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Thank you for the persimmon trifle.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It’s one of my favorite desserts.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Her full lips parted with her grin when the tips of the servant’s pointy ears turned pink.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“It was no trouble, princess.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I merely described the color of your lips to the cook, and he made the sweet.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He bowed then departed the tower on silent feet.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Another day, Evelyn exclaimed in delight at the tender vegetables nestled on her plate.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Thank you for this welcome break from beef.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>She accepted the dish from a slit in the bottom of the door that was only big enough for a meal to pass through.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">The servant’s lips lifted in a tiny smile.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I gathered them from my own garden.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">Each day the servant brought something new and different to the imprisoned princess.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>When the final leaf fell from the last black and naked tree, King Gavin paid the princess a visit.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“I am not a cold-hearted man. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I will set you free if you sing for me in the Great Hall.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">Evelyn averted her eyes from his portly frame.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Truly, I must refuse.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I would rather be a prisoner than sing in such a loveless place.”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“As you wish, princess.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>King Gavin stormed from the tower, his black velvet robes trailing behind him on the cold flagstones.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">When next the servant visited, Evelyn was ready.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Please, I know you to have a kind heart.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Will you open this tower door?”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“I can but try, princess.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>When he placed his fingers on the iron lock of her door, sparks showered through the air and he pulled his hands back in shock.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“It is enchanted, milady.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It will not open.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>His shoulders slumped with defeat as he left her alone.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">The next day Evelyn tried again.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“We mustn’t give up.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Will you please try to open the door?”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">The servant’s sigh seemed to come from the tips of his brown boots.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“As you wish.” <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>When he approached the lock the second time, it glowed red with heat.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Alas, princess, it is too hot for me to touch.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“You tried, and that’s all I can ask of you.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>As she bowed her head, the long curtain of golden hairs hid her face.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Since we cannot open the door, could you plead with the king to release me?”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Her lily-white fingers clenched the bars on the door and her chin trembled with emotion.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>The servant bowed and swept a green hat from his chestnut curls.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Since you have been good to me, I will do as you ask.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>A smile of hope touched her lips.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“What is your name?”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“I am called Alex.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>His heart beat frantically in his chest as he waited for her to speak.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“If you are successful in your mission, I will reward you with anything you desire.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“The only thing I desire is your happiness, my lady.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Alex’s heart was sad as her green eyes sparkled with tears.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I will do my best to please you.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">Evelyn nodded.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Be swift in your task.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Alex brought a reply the next morning, hidden under her porridge bowl.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“King Gavin will only release you if you sing for him every night as he takes his dinner.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“Then I will remain a prisoner.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>My voice shall not be heard by one so foul.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>She paced about the tower room, her russet robes whispering along the stones.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>His fingers pleated the brim of his hat.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Shall I give the King your answer?”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“Yes.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Alex stomach churned with hopelessness as he scurried from the tower.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>The next morning, with an entourage of knights and flag bearers, King Gavin climbed the ninety-nine steps to the princess’s tower.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“After all of your refusals, I have changed my mind. I will let you go.” <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>A leer slithered over his beefy face as he exchanged glances with his knights.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“That is wonderful news!”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Evelyn clapped her hands with joy.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><o:p>King Gavin held up a hand for silence.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I will release you if you promise to marry me.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Once you are my wife, you cannot refuse to sing for me.”</o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Evelyn’s gasp echoed in the sudden quiet of the tower.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I would rather die alone than marry such an evil person.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“Then it shall be as you wish.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Winter is coming and you will keep a cold sentence.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Hiding in the shadows, Alex’s thoughts swirled in his head as he kept a quiet vigil in the hall.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>There must be a way to solve this problem!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Winter’s first snows covered the land as the days passed.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Evelyn gazed at the sparkling white vistas from her window and cried.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>How could she possibly break the spell of the enchanted door?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>She needed a miracle.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Alex watched the Princess with a heavy heart.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Princess?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I have brought you a gift to take your mind off your suffering.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>When she approached the door, Alex frowned to see her swollen eyes and the red blotches that marred the ivory perfection of her face.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“What is it?”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Her green eyes lit with excitement as she slid the fabric bundle between the cold iron bars.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“How wonderful.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>When the rough fabric fell away, a music box was revealed.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Made of carved oak and polished to a fine shine, it fastened with a silver latch that caught the faint light.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Thank you.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Alex bowed, pleased at the admiration in her voice.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“It is my pleasure.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I fashioned the box myself and chose the tune.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The delicate song reminds me of your voice.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“You must accept this token.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I have nothing else.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>She snipped a lock of her hair with her sewing scissors and passed the offering through the bars on the door.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I am truly in your debt.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“It is I that carries the balance, milady.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Nonetheless, Alex was pleased as he slipped through the chilly halls.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Every morning the sweet, elfin notes from the music box tinkled down from her window and could be heard by the people of the kingdom as they went about their work.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Winter continued its harsh and relentless conquest of the land, but the people could take no more of the sad melody.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The music seemed to say, “Please, send someone to set me free.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>They petitioned the king with tears and offerings and asked him to let their princess go.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Again and again he refused.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The princess belonged to him and nothing could change that.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Finally, the last of the snows melted.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>When tender young grasses and colorful budding flowers cropped up in the kingdom, the wizard king appeared in public again.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>As the royal crier declared King Gavin’s twenty-fifth birthday, the people of the kingdom assembled outside the castle walls.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I grow weary of being alone.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Today I will marry Princess Evelyn!”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He flexed his hands around the hilt of his sword and turned to his favorite knight.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“And tomorrow, I’ll kill the servant.” <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Gavin observed the servant and decided there was something extremely troubling about him.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Prepare the chapel for the ceremony this instant!”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>The people gasped, Alex sighed with dejection, and the princess cried, “I don’t love you!”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>King Gavin laughed wickedly.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“And I don’t love you, but who needs love?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I’m the king, and you’ll do as I say!”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>The people yelled and brandished pitchforks and torches.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“She belongs to the people!” they cried.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Let her be free.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“However, a new thought has occurred to me.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The smile that curled about Gavin’s lips had nothing to do with mirth.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Instead of wedding your fair princess, I will challenge Evelyn with three tasks.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Each day will have its own job.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>She must complete each task by the stroke of midnight of the fading day.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>If she fails, I will sentence her to live in her precious music box, and she can dance to her haunting melody forever!”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Darkness gripped the hearts of the people.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Whatever could they do?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>The next morning, King Gavin announced the first of the three tasks.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I have had all of the blueberries in the kingdom gathered and placed in the tower.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>If Princess Evelyn cannot turn the berries into sapphires by midnight, she will become the music box princess.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><o:p> <span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Alex presented the task to Princess Evelyn with her breakfast.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I’m very sorry, Princess.”</o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“Oh, Alex, how shall I ever complete this impossible job?”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Indecision gripped Alex.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>On the one hand, if he opened the door to help the princess, King Gavin would kill him instantly.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>On the other hand, how could the princess finish the task without the support of his magic?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Excitement made his blue eyes glow as he thought of the perfect solution.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I will visit you after nightfall, when the guard changes.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Do nothing until then.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">Princess Evelyn watched the servant quickly disappear down the corridor.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>What if Gavin captured Alex?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Would the music box be her home tonight?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Afraid and alone, Princess Evelyn sat among the many crates of blueberries and waited.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">When the light of the moon came through the tower window, Princess Evelyn heard a quiet scratching in the hall.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>When she appeared at the door, she put her hand through the cold iron bars.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Alex, is it you?” she whispered.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">“Yes.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He shoved his hand through the window on the door and dropped a tiny golden key into her palm.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“You must be swift.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>There are only four hours to midnight.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">Evelyn peeked through the dim light to look upon Alex’s face.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“What should I do?”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“You must put the fruit in the music box.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Turn the key twice then look inside.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>The princess complied.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“I can only fit three berries in at once time.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Her wail was pitiful in the cold tower.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“Fear not, princess.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Persistence will pay off.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">Evelyn turned the key with shaking fingers.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>When she opened the lid, she gasped and retrieved three twinkling, dark blue jewels.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Look, Alex!<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It’s wonderful!”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>She held them up, so he could see them through the door.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">His heart lifted to see the dark gems nestled on her white palm.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Hope springs eternal.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Confusion clouded her eyes.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“However can I repay you for your kindness?”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">“Your gratitude is more than enough, my lady.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Be quick.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Midnight approaches.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Alex frowned then vanished down the corridor.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">At the stroke of midnight, King Gavin swept into the tower room.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Expecting to find crates of blueberries, he was shocked to behold the stone floor littered with thousands of gems.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“How can this be?” he exclaimed.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>His eyes searched the room, but nothing was amiss.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>In a rage he stormed down the stairs and noticed Alex standing in the shadows.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Be gone, or I’ll lock you up as well.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He narrowed his eyes as Alex slipped away.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Could the servant have helped?<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>The next morning, King Gavin addressed the gathering of people.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Princess Evelyn has completed the first task.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>However, I sincerely doubt she will be able to accomplish the next.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Tomorrow morning we shall see her in the music box!”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>His laugh was a dreadful, rasping sound and the tip of his black beard quivered.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“The second task is this:<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Princess Evelyn must collect the webs of ten gold-spinning spiders.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>We shall see how your precious princess fares now!”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">As the moon rose on the second night, King Gavin hid himself behind one of the twists of the staircase.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Seconds later, Alex knocked quietly on Evelyn’s door.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“My lady, do you wish my help tonight?” he asked.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He pressed his cheek to the cold bars and saw the princess sitting in a pool of moonlight.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“Alex, oh yes!<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>How can I collect golden spider webs when there are only ordinary cobwebs in this room?”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Frantically, she paced about the room, waiting for Alex to speak.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">“Look around you, my lady.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Collect all the spiders you can find and place them in the music box.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Turn the key two times.” <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Alex watched in the flickering candlelight as Princess Evelyn gathered the small, eight-legged beasts.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Into the box each one went.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He held his breath as the princess turned the key.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">“Oh Alex, look!” Evelyn’s smile beamed through the dim light.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Out of the music box, she pulled a shimmering web made out of thin golden thread.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“There are ten exactly!<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I’m almost free!”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Rushing to the door, Princess Evelyn grasped the bars of the window.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“How is this possible?”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Alex shrugged thin shoulders.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Your music box is enchanted.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I made it of elfin wood.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">Evelyn touched his fingers as they rested on the bars.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“What would I do without you, Alex?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>How can I thank you?”<span style="mso-tab-count:1"></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">Alex grinned.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“You must promise not to forget your poor humble servant when you leave this wretched place.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>That will be thanks enough.”</p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">“It will be a bittersweet day indeed.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I will be free, but I will leave you behind.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Evelyn wiped a tear from her cheek.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I will not think of it now.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“Fear not, Evelyn.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Life will find a way.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Alex scurried away.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>From the shadows, King Gavin cursed the servant.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>How dare he interfere in royal business!<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>A foul plan danced across the king’s brain.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>There was one sure way Princess Evelyn would not complete the last of the tasks.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><o:p>In the morning, the king returned to the tower room to find the ten dainty golden webs spread across the floor, shimmering in the sunlight.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Gavin stomped over the lacy threads and snapped up the music box.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I have witnessed the magic this box possesses.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>You and your servant shall not persevere this time.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>At midnight tonight, you will become my music box princess.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>You will have no choice but to dance for me for all eternity!”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>King Gavin spirited the box away.<span style="mso-tab-count:1"></span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><o:p><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Evelyn’s last hope for freedom curled up and died.</o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">Feeling smug, Gavin addressed the people for the last time.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“This will be the hardest task of all.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He glanced about him, barely able to contain his glee.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Princess Evelyn has to find three winged horses and hitch them to a coach made of moonbeams.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Gavin swaggered about the castle with his chest puffed with pride.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>By midnight he would have the troublesome princess confined inside her music box and as an extra reward, he would personally kill the meddlesome servant.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">When the moon rose that night, Princess Evelyn was in the midst of a great panic.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Alex, what shall I do?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Gavin has taken away the music box.” Alex contemplated her room, tapping a finger against his chin in thought.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>There was absolutely nothing there he could use.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Just when Evelyn thought her chance for escape had eluded her, Alex swept off his hat.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Take this.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">She quickly took the green felt cap from him.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“What good is this ordinary cap?”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“I am an elf from the Enchanted Forest of Legato.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It is my magic that has been helping you.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He ran an agitated hand through his nut-brown hair.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Look on the window ledge.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>See if there are three dove’s feathers.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>The princess ran to the window, feeling along its stony ledge until she collected the three feathers.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I have them!”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“Put them in the hat.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Alex was at a loss.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He had the wings, that was true, but what to do about the coach?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I’ve got it!”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He rummaged around in a pocket of his coat and drew out the lock of hair the princess had given him long ago.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Put this with the feathers.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He hated to part with the memento, but what else could he do.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Princess Evelyn carefully took his offering.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“You saved my hair?” she asked quietly, gazing at her companion of so many days and nights.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Why?”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“It doesn’t matter.” <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Alex shrugged.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Please, place it with the other things.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>You haven’t much time.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Evelyn paused, her hand hovering over the hat.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I’ll never see you again once I’m free, will I?” she asked.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>She struggled to hold back her tears as her heart shattered.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“I assume not, my lady,” Alex answered softly.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“You will go back to your kingdom, and I will remain here.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>His heart was heavy, and he started to turn away.<span style="mso-tab-count:1"></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“Wait!” the princess cried.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“What can I give you to equal the help you have given to me?”</p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“When you marry the prince of your heart, promise to name your first-born son after me.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He hesitated at the door and looked at her for the last time.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>His chest tightening with sorrow, he quickly descended the steps of the tower.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">Wiping away her tears, Princess Evelyn placed the lock of hair in the hat.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Immediately, there was a commotion in the courtyard below her window.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Rushing to see what caused such a clamor, the princess was astounded to see three beautiful white-winged horses munching on the grass.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Silver bridles connected each animal to the most wondrous carriage she had ever seen.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It seemed to shimmer with the very light of the moon. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The fibers that made the vehicle were so fine.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>The next morning, King Gavin was puzzled to come across the strange equipage.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Hadn’t he taken away the source of the servant’s powers?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He couldn’t understand what happened.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Crowds of people gathered just below the tower.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">Today there was much rejoicing for Princess Evelyn would be back among them.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>As the people of the kingdom began their festivities, King Gavin arrived inside the tower room with a smirk of menace on his lips.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Since you have completed the tasks I set before you, I will let you go.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>On one condition.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He paused, beckoning to one of his guards.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“In order for me to part with you, I will have to kill your beloved servant.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Two armored knights of the realm entered the room, each holding one of Alex’s arms.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">Princess Evelyn was shocked into silence.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Another trick!<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>She watched, horrified, as King Gavin drew his sword and held the sharp point to Alex’s throat.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Wait!” she cried, just when the king would have finished the job.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Alex stared down his captors with his lips set into a thin line. “Please, my lady, do not worry about me.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Save yourself.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>The king removed his sword and its cold steel blade winked in the candlelight.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Have you an objection?” King Gavin looked at the princess with villainous glee shining in his dark eyes.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>One hand fluttered to her throat.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I won’t let you kill Alex.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>As she stood gazing at her precious friend, she swallowed around the lump of fear in her throat.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I have found a way to repay you, Alex.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>She turned to the king.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“If you give your solemn promise to spare his life, I will marry you.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“No!”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Alex’s cry echoed through the chamber to echo through the crowd waiting below.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">The king appeared to think about the new scheme.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Well now, I don’t know.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I’m the king, so I will marry you and kill your servant.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He once again brandished his sword, resting the point on Alex’s chest.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“What do you say, Alex?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Maybe I should just send your princess to the dark regions of the music box anyway.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>King Gavin’s wicked laugh was cut short as Princess Evelyn threw herself against his legs.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“Take my life instead, I beg you!”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The princess sank to her knees in front of King Gavin and clutched at his dusty black robes.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Please.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><o:p> <span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Confusion shadowed the king’s face.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Why would anyone want to die in place of a mere servant?”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Even his knights wore puzzled looks.</o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>The princess bowed her head and the yellow curtain of her hair hid her face.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Because I love him.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">The king was thunderstruck.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“<i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">You</i> love <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal">him</i>?” he asked.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Impossible!”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Princess Evelyn threw her body in front of Alex to ward off the fatal blow she knew King Gavin was about to deliver.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>She turned her shining face to her champion.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“At least you will be able to leave this world with this thought.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">You</i> are the prince of my heart, and I value you above all things.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>At that moment, the floor began to shake, and the stones of the wall seemed to shimmer before their very eyes.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The knights cowered together in fear while King Gavin looked about him in amazement.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Alex took Princess Evelyn’s hand and placed a kiss upon her fingers.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“I have been waiting for months to hear you say those words.” <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>As Alex helped the princess to her feet, the wizard king’s castle crumbled into dirt.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><o:p> ***</o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">Princess Evelyn awoke from her daze to find herself surrounded by kindly townspeople.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Looking about, the first thing she noticed was the wizard king’s castle was gone, and in its place was a field filled with flowers of pink, yellow, and purple.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Evelyn scrambled to a standing position near Alex.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He wore a tunic and leggings of royal blue and a cloak of black velvet caught the breeze.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“How is this possible?” she asked, hoping it wasn’t some kind of cruel trick King Gavin was playing.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Alex grinned as the crowds began to dance around them.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“You have killed the wizard king, my dear.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">Princess Evelyn regarded her companion as if he were crazy.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“How?”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>She wore a new gown of twinkling silver lace and beads that sparkled in the spring sun.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpLast" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Alex took her hands in his.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“When you confessed your love for me, you defeated King Gavin.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The power of love is far greater than anything else in this world.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It can tear down walls, rescue the fallen, and defeat dark forces.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>A laugh of genuine mirth escaped his throat as he gazed into her eyes.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“While the people are busy, will you answer a question?”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He grinned again when a blush of pink stained her ivory cheeks. “I hope you will forgive me for not telling you back at the castle that I return your love.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The place was falling, and I was busy trying to keep you in one piece.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Regarding her steadily, he said simply, “Marry me?”<br /></p> <p class="MsoBodyTextCxSpLast" style="line-height:normal"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“Of course,” she responded and smiled when her beloved Alex kissed her.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;">There was much rejoicing in the kingdom that day.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>When Nature painted the sky with the oranges and vivid lavenders of twilight, Evelyn and her prince stepped into their magical carriage of moonbeams.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>“Where shall we start our life’s journey?” Alex asked as he drew the window curtain closed.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Evelyn’s ruby red lips parted in a smile.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Let’s start at the beginning and work our way to the end.”<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>And so they did. <br /></p>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-67358322970824396802008-09-26T09:58:00.001-07:002008-09-26T10:00:19.815-07:00Sandi Sookoo Update<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiueSD4ILwsg9QX1IgtR5WdvGIWw0n0WmK4H1KcQE86dka3Nv4bNWZqEnPcCYLX0AoKOwBq1izur-j9d-7THbkVZad-b7zo6VZaryXyBJrsHRipz6lcexH5ADyJmtxs9YfT63ZMwtZYqB6l/s1600-h/3rd-golden-claddagh-logo-for-webpage-2.thumbnail.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiueSD4ILwsg9QX1IgtR5WdvGIWw0n0WmK4H1KcQE86dka3Nv4bNWZqEnPcCYLX0AoKOwBq1izur-j9d-7THbkVZad-b7zo6VZaryXyBJrsHRipz6lcexH5ADyJmtxs9YfT63ZMwtZYqB6l/s320/3rd-golden-claddagh-logo-for-webpage-2.thumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250375926195149810" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><div><br /></div>IWG Member, Sandi Sookoo, placed third in the 2008 Celtic Hearts Golden Claddaugh contest!!</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Congratulations to Sandi!!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div>Indy Writers Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534000302524807278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133611236172404103.post-6891477971476648532008-09-26T09:42:00.000-07:002008-09-26T09:49:08.950-07:00Fred Towers Update<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqTC9I0ALDwARyieJb1ZL6O9Yh9F9WGfykbHk9YBVVWPZuf3ti5zRa-7XvDF_fAwTMOyoP5DcVAOHOTs8Clky_d9M7j12MObtfb_zHfRLe0EQVFxxCuLjv5A_qECR_wRhbAzl5MUyL8VD3/s1600-h/51vgzBOXa4L._SL500_AA240_.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqTC9I0ALDwARyieJb1ZL6O9Yh9F9WGfykbHk9YBVVWPZuf3ti5zRa-7XvDF_fAwTMOyoP5DcVAOHOTs8Clky_d9M7j12MObtfb_zHfRLe0EQVFxxCuLjv5A_qECR_wRhbAzl5MUyL8VD3/s320/51vgzBOXa4L._SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250372132540770258" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; font-size:13px;"><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" size="inherit" color="initial" style="border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: table; line-height: 1.22em; "><tbody color="initial" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.22em; "><tr color="initial" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: table-row; vertical-align: inherit; line-height: 1.22em; "><td valign="top" color="initial" style="font: inherit; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: table-cell; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 1.22em; "><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.22em; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Revenge Visits Vegas</span> by IWG Member, Fred Towers was accepted for <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Ultimate Gay Erotica 2009</span></div><div color="initial" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.22em; "> published by <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222447337_0" style="border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.22em; background-position: initial initial; color:initial;">Alyson Publications</span>.</div><div color="initial" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.22em; "><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidfSxwtV9Wz7GQkHTVsgsC1kOG1xrUSX01fVztNxj-tn2hIMEWfjuNMUkO4sS1OfIg2aSg2u0z93qmoNoi2YdsrzEIIgkehdbce8PwZd4JUvAE-0F6oqvclF-S8CRhqIOVo9bAIWdniRxV/s320/1263610198_s.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250372597715414450" /><div color="initial" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.22em; "> </div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.22em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Betrothed Fairy's Tail </span>by Fred Towers was also accepted by barebackmag. com's anthology <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222447337_1" style="cursor: pointer; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; border-bottom-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.22em; background-position: initial initial; color:initial;">Fairy Tales</span> Do Come True.</div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.22em; "> </div></td></tr></tbody></table></span>Indy Writers 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