What to expect: Historical Fiction/Coming of Age
In 1948 Bronx, New York, the back streets came alive in the afternoon with kids escaping reality—playing games time has forgotten. Locals pin their hopes on the Bronx Bombers, but in October of that year, the Yankees fail to reach the World Series, leaving the kids too disgruntled to enjoy their favorite pastimes. Until Jimmy McWeenie proposes to turn a boring game of conkers into something more daring, something to make them forget their home team troubles. Jimmy seduces his friends with the promise of an enormous payoff, but he has plans of his own. And Jimmy McWeenie doesn’t always play fair.
“The Baker’s Daughter”
Percy gets a little help from the hedgewitch Mistress Willow to overcome his shyness and meet the girl of his dreams.
Or does he?
Stories set in Cozy Vales
What to expect: These are cozy fantasy short stories written in the shared world of Cozy Vales. My stories are set in Clovervale, a small region tucked into mountains of the westernmost corner of the queendom. But Clovervale itself hides a secret that, in time, will affect every member of the vale.
“The Festival of the First Frost”
Gertie Stardust is ready to leave Clovervale forever until a late-night request brings her to the maire’s mansion to save not only the festival, but the magic of Clovervale itself.
“A Stranger in Clovervale”
A stranger arrives in Clovervale, with no recollection of who he is or where he came from. Yet almost nobody arrives and Clovervale by accident, and nobody stays for long without a purpose.
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Sage words from the masters:
“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” —Ernest Hemingway
“You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.” —Saul Bellow
“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.” —Jack Kerouac
“You have to write the book that wants to be written. And if the book will be too difficult for grown-ups, then you write it for children.” —Madeleine L’Engle
“Let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences.” —Sylvia Plath
“If you sit on the door-step long enough, I dare say you will think of something.” —JRR Tolkien
Me and my older brother, Mike, around 1974, in Chepachet, RI.
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While exchanging writing pieces in a weekly challenge:
PL Sanderson: Sorry. If I had more time, I’d write more.
MT Sanderson: If I had more time, I’d write less.
