Saturday, November 2, 2013

Sweet Sacrifice: Words of Encouragement for Struggling Writers - One Sentence at a Time

The following is a chapter of a work in progress titled Sweet Sacrifice: Words of Encouragement for Struggling Writers. Every so often I’ll publish a new chapter on this blog until the entire book is complete. If you have any comments, please leave them below and I’ll do my best to answer them promptly. Enjoy!

One Sentence At A Time

The sentence—it’s the most basic unit of writing, but many of us struggle to put down a few, let alone a single word each day. If you can compose a sentence, even to the tune of one per day, you will eventually finish an entire book. It’s a mathematical certainty, even if an author doesn’t have an inkling about plot, characterization, mood, setting, thematic elements or even the genre that they’re writing in. Books are realized by those brave, few souls who are willing to commit one sentence after the other until they reach the end. It’s really that simple.

A sentence can be big or small, and doesn’t have to conform to a predetermined length. It can be composed of a single word or ramble on into infinity—whatever works! Vary them accordingly.

All it takes to start moving is a few, simple words. By focusing on the sentence at hand, you can make an immediate impact on your work. Perhaps you don’t know what you’re writing yet. In the strange phenomenon that is writing, after one writes for a while, the greater point that they’re trying to convey suddenly appears in their head. They don’t need to know where they’re going, only that they are moving forward—at least, that’s how it works for me. Words are not necessarily wasted. If you hadn’t been writing, you wouldn’t have found what you were looking for.

Or perhaps you’re one of those master plotters who have everything worked out beforehand. One day, you may come to a point where you find it hard to juggle all the details to make the words come out just right.

Relax. Take a step back. And simplify.

And if you find yourself rereading the same sentence over and over again, and your productivity has been reduced to a feeble crawl, perhaps you’re trying to do too much. Put your work aside and concentrate on the next few words. Try not to worry about it; just get it out. Then the next. Keep going till that mental block you hurdled is far behind in your rearview mirror.

If you think too much about what you’re going to do before you do it, you can easily defeat yourself. Perhaps you want to write 10,000 words today, or (gasp) even more. Worrying about it won’t get words onto paper. The more you ponder the mountain that you must climb, the less inclined you will be to scale it.

Baby steps first, my ambitious friend. Just a little at a time is all you need to worry about. One sentence at a time.

Is it finally sinking in? Once you’re in motion, stay in motion. With a little practice, it will become apparent how much your brain can handle at one time. Perhaps you cannot hold an entire sentence in your head at once. I find myself putting down the first half of a sentence and figuring out the rest as I go along. This is normal, and you will be able to handle more as you get more comfortable.

Or perhaps you have another dilemma—perhaps your brain can hold multiple sentences before getting them out. I bow to your genius, master author.

Hopefully you’re a fast typist, for with that talent I’d imagine that there is a tendency to revise your thoughts before getting them down. If you can do this at high speeds, so much the better for you. But if you encounter frequent conflicts and are experiencing waning productivity, take it down a notch. This is a writing process after all, not an editing process.

Give yourself some space to actually compose. Don’t over-think the process. Let it all out.

This reminds me of something my instructor said at a beginner art class years back. First, we were shown children’s drawings of trees and houses and flowers lining the walkway. I’m sure you’ve seen these before and probably scribbled down quite a few in your time. While crude, an undeniable energy radiated from each of the drawings. Trees weren’t merely trees but prickly, multi-armed giants with green mounds of cotton candy for hair. The smiles were big and colors plentiful—masterpieces in their own messy right.

Then we were shown the adult drawings of the same house and field and they were mere shells of the former works. Lines were tight and measured, detailing the edges of what was meant to be described. The flair of life was missing, replaced by hesitation and fear of getting a single line wrong.

This comparison also pertains to writing. Do you want to be that writer who merely sketches around the edges? Or do you mind getting a little messy from time to time and digging to the core of what you’re after? Instead of trying to write perfectly from the outset, hit your mark. You can always clean it up later, and striking the right cord is better than dancing around it.

If you’re comfortable with the way you write, there isn’t any reason to fix it. There are thousands of ways to write a book, and one isn’t necessarily more correct than another. It all depends on you.

But if your current process causes you grief from time to time, consider dialing it back to something more manageable. For this exercise, be supremely focused on the sentence coming out of you. Block out all distractions and any pressure that you’ve placed upon yourself. Do more with less. As long as it helps get you moving, that’s all that matters. Choose to be productive, one sentence at a time.

This is your time. Enjoy it. Unload the burden and allow yourself to embody the title that you hold dear, for today you are a writer!

Sunday, August 25, 2013

Overhaul of Bubblegum Princess

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Ok, it's time to shake things up. Over the next few weeks, I will be adding new chapters to Bubblegum Princess (the new Pinkberry Patch adventure), starting today. Chapter 4 has been submitted to Amazon, and you should see it by this evening or early tomorrow morning.

Now for the part where I shake things up: I'm unhappy with the original Bubblegum Princess. I never intended for it to just be a dedication between parent and daughter, but that's what came out.

Let's change that, shall we?

Consider the picture book in its current form as an extended dedication. The real adventure is being added now and will be available to anyone who purchased it in the past. I will not sell it separately. You get both the current picture book and the new adventure for the same price, no strings attached.

Once I figure out my schedule (I'm planning on writing a chapter or more each week), I'll post it. Until then, enjoy chapters 1-4 of Pinkberry Patch. Beyond that, more adventures are in store for Alyssa Alexander (another Alyssa?) and her bubblegum-induced powers. It may even become a serial along with Aveline, and the two at one point will definitely cross paths.

It's an exciting time to be both an author and a reader, and you are in for quite an adventure.

Update: Chapter 5 has also been added. Enjoy!

Scott Gordon

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Bubblegum Princess: Pinkberry Patch - Chapter 3: No Problem At All

The strange shade of her bubblegum hair made Alyssa increasingly uncomfortable. Typically, she chewed on something when she felt nervous: gum, fingernails, even the ends of her hair. Without thinking, she grabbed another piece of bubblegum and threw it in her mouth. “What am I doing?” She started to spit it out, but the pink pearl was cool and sweet and seemed to calm her nerves.

“I can’t keep doing this. I should throw away the rest of the pack right now,” she told herself, but it all seemed a tad ridiculous. Besides, who had ever heard of a piece of bubblegum changing one’s hair? “Absurd.” She shook her head at the ridiculous notion. There had to be another explanation for this.

She opened her locker door, grabbed her coat, and jumped back. Inside, a gray mouse nibbled on half of her peanut butter and jelly sandwich. “Good morning, your highness.” The rodent bowed. “I didn’t realize this was yours. Forgive me, my queen.”

“Ahh!” Alyssa slammed the door shut.

Edna Ginny, the school counselor, heard her screams and walked briskly around the corner. “Is everything all right? What seems to be the problem?”

Suddenly a pair of pink, translucent wings sprung out of Alyssa’s back. “No problem. No problem at all.” She threw on her coat.

“Wow, you look like a fairy princess.” Mrs. Ginny adjusted her glasses. “Is what you’re wearing for Halloween? It’s only September, you know.”

“Huh?” As Alyssa zipped up her coat, she noticed her sparkling dress. It was pink and glittery and just a bit short. It felt as if she were walking around in her nighty. Involuntarily, she swallowed her gum.

“Oh no, not another piece!” Alyssa gasped. At this rate, she wouldn’t need lunch or dinner. She tucked her wings in her coat and finished zipping it up. “Well, look at the time. I think mom’s waiting for me outside.” Alyssa hurried out of the locker room.

“I’m here if you want to talk,” Mrs. Ginny shouted as Alyssa exited.

Suddenly the little girl’s wings popped out of her coat and began beating rapidly. In the blink of an eye, Alyssa was out the door and down the hallway in a trail of sparkling dust. Before she knew it, she was at the school entrance.

Everything was a blur. “Where’s my coat?” She looked around. Fortunately, she still had her backpack, but again felt like she were standing around in her underwear. Then there was the minor inconvenience of those wings. She reached for another piece of bubblegum and stopped herself. “Not a stick more!” She shook her head defiantly.

Abruptly, something came thundering down the hall. A thousand squeaks filled the corridor, followed by the rumble of tiny feet. An army of mice came from every corner of the school to greet her. “Hail, my beloved queen!” they shouted.

“Eek!” Alyssa was out the door in a flash. She gazed down as the dark horde of mice poured out of the building. The air smelled different now: crisp and clean, allowing her thoughts to be more precise. It took a few moments before she realized that she was gliding high above the school on her new wings.

“If I can fly by the aid of a stick of gum, anything’s possible.” She surged forward on a whim. “Anything’s possible!”

Monday, August 19, 2013

Bubblegum Princess: Pinkberry Patch - Chapter 2: Peculiar

“What seems to be the problem, Miss Alexander?” Nurse Betty Larkin greeted her with a warm smile.

“I’m not sure.” Alyssa looked at the gray tile floor. “My hair suddenly turned pink.”

“Yes, I see.” She investigated a lock of the girl’s hair. “Well, that’s a new one. I’ve never had anyone visit me because their hair changed colors. It’s quite beautiful, actually. So bright and sparkly, it looks like it came right out of a spray can. Are you sure that you didn’t color it yourself?”

 “No, Mrs. Larkin.”

“Do you have any allergies?” The nurse clicked on a penlight and examined Alyssa’s eyes.

“Not that I’m aware of.”

“How peculiar. Let me check your scalp.” Nurse Larkin searched through her strawberry patches, but the scalp was clean and healthy. “Whoever did this did a marvelous job. The color goes right down to the roots. When did this happen?”

“Today, during class.”

“Really? Just now?”

“Yes, ma’am.” The little girl avoided eye contact. Sooner or later, Alyssa knew that Betty would find out about the bubblegum. She chose her next words carefully. “Ms. Blunt was about to give us a test when I suddenly felt this strange tingle and my hair turned pink.”

“Ms. Blunt saw this?”

“The entire class did, ma’am.”

“Unbelievable.” The nurse checked Alyssa’s heart rate and blood pressure, but everything came back normal. “Well, at least your hair didn’t turn white like mine,” she cracked another smile. “You seem normal enough, but you probably should go see a doctor. Do you need to submit any homework before leaving for the day?”

Alyssa knew that the moment her classmates saw her, she’d be accused of staging the whole thing. “No, Mrs. Larkin. I’d like to check out as soon as possible if that’s ok. Can I call my mother myself?” she asked.

“Certainly, dear. Just have a seat and I’ll get my cell phone. Oh drat, where did I put it?” The nurse stepped away.

Although Alyssa knew that her mommy was right in the middle of delivering an important design project, this could not wait. She needed a shower. Perhaps a little water was all she needed to strip away the funny shade. And if it needed more coaxing, her mother could buy one of those hair products she’d seen on TV to dye her hair a different color.

“Here you are, dear.” Nurse Larkin handed her a cell phone.

Alyssa paused for a few moments and then keyed in her mother’s number. Typically, all she had to do was select her mother’s profile and click Ok, but this wasn’t her cell phone and she could barely remember the ten-digit number. When she finally got through, it wasn’t her mother at all. Abruptly the strange tingle coursed through her body. “Hey mom, can you come pick me up? Thanks, bye.” She quickly ended the call.

“Thank you, Mrs. Larkin.” She handed the phone back. “Would it be all right if I waited at the front of the school?”

“Usually when a student gets sick, we keep them here in the infirmary just to be safe. But I highly doubt that you’re contagious. Have a nice day, Miss Alexander. Come back and see me tomorrow and let me know what happened.” She showed Alyssa to the door.

“You bet.” The cool tingle raced up Alyssa’s spine again.

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Bubblegum Princess: Pinkberry Patch - Chapter 1: Tingle

Alyssa Alexander knew something was amiss the moment she slipped a piece of bubblegum in her mouth. Although the package said Pinkberry Patch, BubbleBop Girls' brand new flavor, it had a minty aftertaste that sent tingles down her spine. As she rubbed her arms to keep from freezing, her pearl skin began to glow.

"What's happening to me?" She noticed her unblemished skin. Years ago, when she was just a wee thing, she cut her hand on a glass, leaving behind a one inch scar that she would carry for the rest of her days. But as she passed her fingers over it, the mortal mark rubbed off--as if all she needed was a fine polishing. "No way." She gawked at her perfect skin.

"Miss Alexander, are you chewing gum in class?" said Beatris Blunt, a middle-aged woman with thick brown hair pulled back in a bun.

", ma'am," she replied.

The entire class turned and stared at her, a pair of girls snickering in the far corner.

"Really? Then what's that in your mouth?" The teacher tapped her foot.

"Oh, that. I was just chewing my nails." Alyssa tried her best to hide the gum.

"Those must be some really big nails."

"Yes, ma'am." Although mommy and daddy frowned whenever she talked with food in her mouth--even gum--Alyssa could carry on entire conversations without exposing the contents of her mouth.

"You really have a thing for eating fingernails. Is this part of some bizarre new health craze?" The old maid raised an eyebrow, evoking a fresh round of giggles.

"No, I just chew them whenever I get nervous."

"And what on earth could you possibly be nervous about?" Beatris stepped closer and crossed her arms.

Alyssa shrugged, but no words came out.

"Great heavens, child. What have you done to your hair?" said Ms. Blunt.

"What's wrong with my hair?" Alyssa grabbed a handful and gasped. No longer was it golden brown like her mother's; instead, it was strawberry pink, the very shade of bubblegum that she was trying to hide. As she caught her breath, she accidentally gulped down the minty morsel. "I think I'd better see the nurse."

"Yes...perhaps you should..." The teacher eyed her suspiciously.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Baby Blue is Now Available at Amazon!

Now Available for Amazon Kindle!

Simple, delightful and utterly cute, this picture book celebrates the tender years of childhood. Feel the love resonate from the pages!

Over 30 pages in all. Intended for parents and children 2 to 6 years old.

Descriptions of my other books follow the main feature (approximately 5 pages).

Friday, August 2, 2013

The Italian Version of If I Were A Robot Has Just Been Published!

Now Available at Kobo, Amazon and Teachers Pay Teachers
The Italian version of If I Were A Robot has just been submitted to Amazon and Kobo. You should see it pop up in the next 24 hours.

Update: Se Fossi Un Robot is now live!

Italian Product Description

Hai mai sognato di diventare un robot? Cosa faresti? E come lo faresti? E piu' importante, cosa creeresti con i tuoi nuovi poteri? Scopri cosa trova un ragazzino quando visita la terra dei sogni e crea la sua visione del futuro. Dall'autore de Il Mio Piccolo Dragone, La Mia Rana Tutta Matta e Il Mio Riparatore E' Un Robot Ninja! Piu' di 40 pagine.

Descrizioni dei miei altri libri per bambini sono incluse alla fine della storia principale (un ulteriore 5 pagine).

Monday, July 15, 2013

A Little Book About You is Now FREE on Amazon and Kobo!

Now FREE on Amazon and Kobo!

Take a few moments and read this heart-warming picture book to your child. Featuring over 30 pages of vivid, computer-generated art, there's plenty to keep them interested in addition to the awesome message inside.

There's no better way to tell them that you love them!

Descriptions of my other popular children's books are included after the main feature (an additional 8 pages).

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Going Indie: A Change of Heart

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After careful consideration (and lack of sleep, chocolate and oxygen), I decided to make A Little Book About You free for the month of July.

Now wait a minute. Didn't I say something to the contrary a few, short months ago? Why the sudden change of heart?

Well, there are several factors that went into my decision. First, ever since Amazon was granted a patent for a possible (and likely) second-hand used e-book market, I pondered how it might negatively impact me as an author. Over the past two years, I've given away tens of thousands of e-books. Were those about to come back to haunt me? If I suddenly had to compete against copies of my own work that I had unwittingly given away for free, I might never sell another again. Why feed my own demise?

Amidst the chaos, a court case involving Capitol Records and ReDigi surfaced, offering a preview of what's to come. In the end, a federal judge ruled against ReDigi for redistributing previously used copies of digital music, and agreed that Capitol Records' copyrights had indeed been violated. Thus, ReDigi cannot resell perfect digital downloads without express written permission from the copyright owner(s).

Here are a couple of articles about the ruling:

If ReDigi had prevailed, the results would have been devastating. I truly believe that the very fabric of the digital market would have collapsed, and artists might be forced to focus on physical copies of their work in hopes of getting whatever they can from them. After all, why purchase a digital copy at full price when you can wait a week and buy a "used" one instead? If such a market were allowed to exist, publishers and therefore authors wouldn't be able to earn a decent wage off their endeavors. Worse yet, second-hand markets don't imply that a single penny goes back to the creator. Quite the contrary.

As long as publishers keep prices reasonable for the consumer, the motive for such a market evaporates (a point championed by J.A. Konrath). Besides, it’s our duty not to gouge the consumer for ever penny we can (though I suspect there are others who would disagree with this assertion).

With this ruling in hand, the specter of a used digital marketplace has waned in my feeble, old mind, and I feel obligated to provide readers with a taste of my work.

Besides, it's good business.

Second, the most valuable asset for a writer is the free giveaway. Sure, tweaking prices can lead to surprising results, but there's no better way to generate instant enthusiasm for your work than by setting it free. It’s also an excellent way to get unsolicited reviews. Sure, not all reviews are glowing, and in fact, most of my 1-star reviews come from trolls who didn’t pay a dime, but I tend to accumulate more positive reviews in this manner than otherwise.

Third, marketing is invaluable, and I'd be a fool to pass up effective free marketing. Within my books are advertisements for other works (for better or worse), which frequently lead to sales. I use affiliate links in these ads, which nets me additional revenue when they make a sale in Amazon (and not necessarily for my work). With all cylinders going, it's hard not to make a hundred dollars per month off affiliate revenue, which is a nice, painless way to supplement your income. Providing readers with affiliate links can be just as important as selling a copy of your book. Occasionally people buy Kindles, which earns you $10-$15 per sale. Sure, it doesn't happen all the time, but it does happen.

To make this work, you've got to get your affiliate links out there—not just hundreds but thousands of them. Indeed, the one and only time that I reached $300 in affiliate revenue came as the result of a large giveaway. The more eyeballs on your work, the better the results.

Most importantly, even if the download doesn't result in additional sales or affiliate revenue, exposing new readers to your work is extremely gratifying. I know that someone out there will enjoy it, and hopefully, it will inspire positive change in the world.

That's how I feel about A Little Book About You. It's a simple picture book with a great message. Money should not be the deterrent. Sure, I'd like to make a sale off it, but I'd much rather have it in the hands of someone who can benefit from it.

So here, take it. No strings attached. Download it. Share it. Read it to your kids. It's my “little” gift to you. Enjoy!

P.S. And don’t forget to get your free Slurpee at 7-Eleven today!

Saturday, May 11, 2013

The Italian Version of Aveline is Now Available!

The Italian Version of Aveline is now available on Kobo, Amazon, Barnes & Noble and Smashwords!
La piccola Aveline non ha idea di che cosa la aspetta quando si sveglia una mattina di Ottobre. Tutto d’un tratto si ritrova a parlare con delle fate e a guardare il suo cagnolino Milo che balla al ritmo di musica. Ovviamente, nulla e’ mai come sembra quando si tratta di fate, e molte sorprese attendono Aveline e i suoi cari. 

Friday, April 5, 2013

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Aveline & The Great Pumpkin Bash - Chapter 3: Emerge

Chapter 3: Emerge

Instinctively Aveline veered aside just as the spell wore off, sending the behemoth shooting past her in a fiery blur. The longer she lingered in the chasm, the more obvious it became that she could not outwing the wicked worm, and that her only hope of survival was through the aid of magic and any clever designs that she could devise.  But dragons were clever creatures too, and full of magic.

“How did you do that?” The dragon roared, its ravenous hunger unfulfilled.

“The name’s Aveline: fairy princess, Wishbringer and junior architect of the threads of time.” She bowed. She particularly like the word ‘architect.’ It made her feel big inside.

“You overestimate your ability.” The dragon’s eyes blazed.

“I think not. Now stop right there, Mr. Dragon.” Aveline raised her hand. Again he complied, freezing in place as he whipped his spiky tail. “I’m headed to the pumpkin festival. Would you mind pointing out the way?”

Suddenly her legs snapped together, tighter and tighter as if they were being wrapped in bubblegum. She gazed down in horror as the sticky spindle bound her legs together and surged past her waist. Though Aveline was blinded by the beast’s fiery eyes and ghostly webbing, she could still make out the ugly spider clinging to the dragon’s underside like a wart. Somehow it was impervious to her time spell.

And as the arachnid sprung for her, the little girl discovered a new magic word in her arsenal. “Aside!” she yelled, sending the spider and its webbing falling away harmlessly.

But the insect provided the distraction that the dragon needed. Aveline barely evaded the dragon’s tail as it sliced the air before her. She shot upwards, hoping to find a ceiling to the endless void. “Abracadabra! Err…hocus pocus!” she blurted out, but those were the feeble words of fantasy. “Open sesame!” she called. Didn’t she see that once in a Bugs Bunny cartoon? Finally, she thought back to the stories that her mother had told her. ‘Stop’ and ‘aside’ were featured prominently in those tales. Yet there was another she had not uttered. “Illuminate!” she screamed.

A ring of light severed the darkness above her.

“Did you hear that?” came a familiar voice.

“Hear what, dear?” came another.

“It sounded like Aveline.”

The voices became louder, and giggles, more frequent.

And as the dragon closed in, one last word escaped her. “Emerge.”

Monday, February 11, 2013

Aveline & The Great Pumpkin Bash - Chapter 2: Abomination

Chapter 2: Abomination

At first, she mistook his rasp for the snickering of little girls just a short distance away. But strange sounds swirled through the abomination’s rotting lungs, its exhalation culminating with a mangled whistle.

Aveline surged forward, not questioning the wings sprouting from her back. She didn’t have the slightest notion how large they were or at what velocity she was flying. All she knew was that she needed to get out of there fast, even if it meant delving deeper into the void. “Light as a feather-”

“Hasten thy demise!” The creature roared.

The little girl shot through the chasm with renewed vigor. “Please mother, deliver me from this pit of ruin.”

“Only in ruin shall you find her. Now that I have come for you, your reunion is all but certain.” The beast’s putrid stench filled her nostrils.

His booming voice echoed through her, striking a familiar cord. “I know you. You were in my backyard with the fairies just a short while ago.”

“Are you certain of that?”

Though she did not see him through the dense thicket in her backyard, she could feel his presence. On the journey over he slipped in behind her, waiting patiently for his opportunity when she swept past the gates of the netherfaery.

His glowing eyes snapped open before her, dull and glassy like chunks of dusty ice. “There is no sense running any longer. Accept your fate as any primitive should.” Blue fire erupted from his mouth, causing his teeth to glow as well.  Rows and rows of hideous teeth snapped down at her, each about the size of her abbreviated form.

“Anabelle, Anaia, Amorina!” she cried, swerving aside at the last instant.

“They cannot help you here.” The monster unleashed its volcanic breath again, singeing Aveline’s wings.

It was a dragon, here in the darkness with her! And it wasn’t a cute little pet dragon as found in children’s books, but a demon born of nightmares.

“Mommy….daddy…please!” She knifed through the air.

“Yesss…cry for mommy and daddy…” The dragon illuminated the void with its white-hot breath. Before Aveline knew it, the winged serpent was on top of her.

As he snapped down, the little girl cried out, “No, stop!” And suddenly all was still in that dark, dank place. “Stop,” she repeated, and turned to face the beast. Though its jaws were extended and fiery breath gushing from its mouth, the dragon was held there, suspended in time. “You did what I asked of you,” Aveline gasped.

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Sneak Peek: Aveline & The Great Pumpkin Bash

Chapter 1: Void

“I feel different this time,” Aveline said as a spider tingle raced up her spine. She waited for a response, and when none came, tried to adjust her eyes to the void around her. “Mommy, are you there?” Her lips trembled, the warmth of her mother’s embrace now a distant memory. “Arby?” she called, knowing that addressing her father by his first name would elicit an immediate rebuke.

Still there was nothing in this cold, dark place.

Just a moment ago she had been in her kitchen, sketching a picture of her lovely family. At first, she thought that her crayons were enchanted, but when her mother Aeryn told her about the magic teeming inside her, she knew that she had to find out more about the fairy realms that she was tied to. The fairies in her backyard had offered an invitation of sorts, to a magic festival located in the heart of a golden field where the pumpkins grew to be the size of boulders. Now that was something that she just had to see!

A warm draft swept over her, making her tremble anew. The dark space around her smelled musty and old. “Light as a feather, carry me through,” she uttered. “Mom? Dad?” Her calls became more desperate.

Aveline needed to find them soon, especially mommy; otherwise, she might lose herself in the fairy worlds for a small eternity. She’d heard of such tales, from her mother no less, about fairies and time distortion and a little girl who had lost her way. If only she could remember the wisdom threaded in those words, she might spring herself from the void and navigate the tricky worlds of fae.

For a moment she heard it, then again: teeth chattering, followed by the scuttling of tiny feet. An odd stench filled her senses, like honey mixed with butternut squash and rotten broccoli. “Who’s there?” she said, realizing the depth of her error as soon as the words left her lips.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Dua Cerita Penuh Inpirasi: Pigtastic dan Cara Si Pinguin (Bilingual English & Indonesian Edition) is Now Available!

Now Available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo and Smashwords!
This value-priced children's book collection contains the following two inspirational books in both English and Indonesian:

PIGTASTIC! (Bilingual Edition)

Introduce your child to a great message about accepting people for who they are. Great for bedtime!

CARA SI PINGUIN (Bilingual Edition)

Look deep inside. You have what it takes. It's within you, as long as you believe in yourself and don't give up.

That is the penguin way. Leave your doubts at the door. You shall succeed!

For children and adults alike. All ages.


These books feature vibrant computer-generated artwork and outstanding messages. Both English and Indonesian translations side-by-side. A great way to expose your child to a second language!

Approximately 30 pages in length, and best viewed in color. Descriptions of my other popular children's books are included after the main features (an additional 6-7 pages).

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Hati Sehat dan Bahagia Special Bilingual Edition is Now Available!

Now Available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo and Smashwords!
Happy Healthy Hearts is the perfect way to spark a conversation with your child about nutrition and making healthy choices. Tons of great pictures and positive messages abound in this humorous, little picture book.

Intended for children 2 and up. Over 50 pages in all.

This special edition contains both English and Indonesian translations side-by-side. To see how it is laid out, please download a sample.

Monday, January 7, 2013

Adorable Dogs: Poodles is Now Available!

Now Available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo and Smashwords!
Don't look now, but the royal poodle thinks she's the queen, and has a cast of mangy mutts to back up her outlandish claims. Or so it would seem...

Is she, in fact, the queen, or just another crazy dog on a power trip?

Warning: Don't drink and read at the same time, otherwise, you might find chocolate milk shooting out of your nose.