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

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.

"Uh...no, 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.