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Sucker Literary’s Blog Hop


ImageWelcome to the next leg of Sucker Literary’s Blog Hop, being held in honor of the release of Volume 3 of Sucker Literary available NOW!


I was tagged in this hop by Justine Manzano is a writer of many genres who lives in Bronx, NY with her husband, son, and a cacophony of cats. Her short fiction appears in the anthology Things You Can Create and Sliver of Stone Magazine and will appear in the upcoming inaugural issue of The Greenwich Village Literary Review.  She maintains a semi-monthly blog at http://justinemanzano.com/ and works as a fiction reader for Sucker Literary Magazine.  Her twitter account is at https://twitter.com/justine_manzano where she shares all of her news and views on writing and life.

As part of the blog hop, each of us are answering some questions on our current works in progress, while also telling you about other writers in the hop, and giving you a bit of information on what you can expect from them soon.  Please find my answers below.

1) What am I working on?

Currently, I am continuing to promote my Middle Grade/Young Adult Fantasy Series–ARROW OF THE MIST & ARMS OF ANU and I am also getting ready (Super Excited!) for the upcoming release of my Young Adult Magical Realism HONEY QUEEN.

2) How does my work differ from other works in its genre?

I am a research hound and try to incorporate new topics and/or a unique twist on common elements. My Fantasy series has many typical magic aspects, but I used Celtic mythology, and more specifically the Ogham Tree Calendar, as a guide map for the protagonist’s quest. In my upcoming Magical Realism, I take a contemporary setting and a teenage girl, and then bring elements of Greek mythology, romance and beekeeping in a way I have not yet seen in a work of fiction.

3) Why do I write what I do?

Wait … what? Why do I write is like asking why do I breathe. Because I HAVE TO, otherwise all these thoughts in my head would cause my brain to implode!

4) How does my writing process work?

It depends on the content. If I am writing a short piece (short story, blog post, etc.), I do it from start to finish on the computer. For novels, I actually start with old-fashioned pen and paper, taking notes, writing out scenes, outlining arc, etc. Once I get a real flow going, then I go to the computer and create from there. Typically, I write in spurts, really any time during the day. To keep me going, I drink tea non-stop, the blacker the better, with milk and honey.

Here are 2 other blogs also participating TODAY in the blog hop.  

1ImageKip Wilson has a Ph.D. in German Literature and a passion for books, languages, and travel. She lives in Boston with her cute Spanish husband and mischievous twins, and is hard at work on several projects for young adults. She blogs at http://www.kipwilsonwrites.com and tweets at https://twitter.com/kiperoo.


Image2) Sonja Thomas, a recovering CPA, is a writer for children of all ages. Raised in Central Florida and transplanted to DC for 11 years, she now calls Portland, OR home. To stay sane she dances, doodles and plays with furry, four-legged friends. Her young adult short story ‘Mirror Image’ will appear this summer in the UK anthology ‘Dark Heart’ Volume 2. Visit her blog at http://www.bysonjathomas.com/.



ARMS OF ANU Blitz & Prizes!

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Enjoy an excerpt from each P.O.V. Character:


Lia Griene folded birch-white arms against her chest. Wynn stood beside her with his wrists and ankles shackled in chains. Lia winced at the fresh blood seeping from her cousin’s wounds. She might have just enough knitbone sewn in the hem of her cloak to set a poultice on them after they returned to the cart. 

If we return.

Royal Sage Conall eyed them, his mouth dripping with jellied pork and wine. “I see your tempers have calmed since leaving Rockberg this morning. Amazing how rebels quiet under lock and key.”

Lia tried to calm the loathing that brewed like bitter nightshade within her. She’d rather fight bog goblins for a thousand years than spend another minute before Nemetona’s nobility. But she held her composure. They still had a fortnight of travel to the royal city of Anu and she’d prefer to face the king with her tongue attached. She met the sage’s glare with silence.

He responded with a snort and continued to stuff his face with greasy meat. His brother, Royal Sage Lorne, cleared his throat and spat in a wrinkled cloth he kept gripped in his hand. He resembled Conall in crimson attire alone. Where Sage Conall was fat like the swine he feasted upon, Sage Lorne was akin to rotting leather over bone. He peered at Lia and Wynn from black hollows set too deep for the candlelight to reach.


Kelven jabbed at the red embers of the cook fire, their glow barely cutting through the hazy night. The stench of Anu pressed against him like a decaying hide. He and several of his Northern comrades had woven themselves through the city that day, searching for a way across the bridge and inside the castle walls. Somewhere inside, Lia and Wynn awaited their fate.

“Lia.” Her name slipped through his lips. She was spirited like a wild filly, recklessly loyal to her family, and impossibly skilled in herb crafts. And she had fascinated him from the moment he met her several years ago at Wynn’s.

He gazed up at the castle, the cold towers shrouded in darkness and fog. His insides tugged with the same guilt he’d struggled with ever since the royal sages had arrived in Rockberg. Lia’s father, Dylan, and Wynn’s father, Finn, had reassured him he’d done the right thing by fleeing to the hills with the Grimoire, Wynn’s enchanted shield, and the remaining bottles of Brume’s elixir. Kelven knew that hiding the precious items served a vital purpose, but an unshakable shame lingered in his heart for leaving his friends to face the royal sages without him. He should have been there, standing alongside them, offering whatever support he could.

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HAPPY RELEASE DAY for ARMS OF ANU! (AND Happy St. Patrick’s Day!)

Sequel to award-winning Preteen/Teen Fantasy ARROW OF THE MIST 



In Arms of Anu, Lia and Kelven battle through a land of tyrants, war and magic.

Can Lia escape the foes who ensnare her?

Will Kelven’s love withstand the darkness taking root inside Lia?

Is freedom too high a crown to reach, or will they forever remain in the hollows?



Faery Swap Blog Tour

I’m pleased to share Faery Swap, by fellow Emblazoners Author, Susan Kaye Quinn :-D

March 3rd – March 21st
A little about Faery Swap

Warrior faery princes can be very stubborn. Especially when they possess your body.
Fourteen-year-old Finn just wants to keep his little sister out of Child Protective Services–an epic challenge with their parentally-missing-in-action dad moving them to England, near the famous Stonehenge rocks. Warrior faery Prince Zaneyr just wants to escape his father’s reckless plan to repair the Rift–a catastrophe that ripped the faery realm from Earth 4,000 years ago and set it adrift in an alternate, timeless dimension. When Zaneyr tricks Finn into swapping places, Finn becomes a bodiless soul stuck in the Otherworld, and Zaneyr uses Finn’s body to fight off his father’s seekers on Earth. Between them, they have two souls and only one body… and both worlds to save before the dimensional window between them slams shut.

NOTE TO TEACHERS: Check out the Virtual Author visit video and Common-Core-Aligned Teacher’s Guide for Faery Swap here.

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[Author's Note: Faery Swap is told in alternating points of view, between Finn, the human boy, and Zaneyr, the faery prince who tricks him into swapping places.]

Finn’s Excerpt:

He looked up at the blanket of haze hiding the sun. The sky had been blue when he had dropped off Erin. How long had he been out? He wrestled his arm around to look at his watch


The second hand was dead still, frozen between the five and the six. Whatever McFreaky did to knock him out broke his watch, too. The watch his mom gave him. She had strapped it on his wrist that day he was late for the bus and told him that being on time was important. Part of growing up. She drove him to school. The wreck happened on the way home.

It was the last thing she ever gave him. And McFreaky broke it. Finn clenched his fist and slammed it into the grass.

Then the grass punched him back.

The hit to his shoulder was so hard, it flipped him onto his back. A tinkling of glass sounded all around him.

“What the…?” Finn scrambled to sit up. The grass couldn’t have punched him. That didn’t make any sense. Something under the grass then. He jumped up to his feet and stared at the ground, frozen, waiting for it to move again.

Nothing happened.

Finn stomped his foot on the grass where he’d been lying a moment before, just to be sure. The grass kicked back, knocking him off his feet and landing him with a thump on his backside. The tinkling glass sound rushed up, like a thousand tiny voices laughing.

“Ahhh!” Finn jerked up off the ground. A narrow dirt path was just a dozen feet away, so he ran toward it. Tiny insects rose up wherever he stepped, making the tinkling sound, then falling back down. He teetered on the safety of the path, which seemed clear of the insects. The path was just wide enough for a sheep to pass. A very small sheep.

What was this crazy place?

Zaneyr’s Excerpt:

Zaneyr peered at the young sister of Finn. He vowed to respect that kin bond, as a brother would. It was the least he could do, having banished her brother to the eternal changelessness of the Otherworld. And perhaps the House of Finn would serve as good a hiding place as any.

She awaited his answer with an impatience too large for such a small thing.

“No, lass, you cannot stay home with me.” He gestured to the loud guardian of the stone structure. “You need to stay here. But I will be back at the appointed time for you.”

Erin’s shoulders sagged with defeat.

“But I think I will return home now.” Zaneyr looked around at the many dwellings that crowded the path. “Which one would that be?”

Erin fixed that glare upon him again. “I memorized our address, already! When are you going to stop quizzing me?”

“It is the sickness,” Zaneyr said with a smile. “It is stealing my memory like a thief.”

“Dude, you are sick.” She suddenly shot her hand toward his face. Reflexively, Zaneyr leaned away, but she managed to land a tiny, warm hand on his cheek. He froze. What sort of magick was she working by touch? Then he remembered she was only a child, and a human one at that. It had been so long since he had felt the warmth of any touch.

The tension flew away.

“You’re not running a fever.” Her face was a picture of seriousness. “But I should go home with you.”

“Erin!” the woman called again, closer now. “You all right, love? I’m closing the gates.”

“You are summoned. You must go.” Zaneyr glanced again at the dwellings, stacked like cubes on top of one another. He pointed to one. “Is that our home? I don’t believe you truly recall.”

Erin’s shoulders drooped again. “It’s 842 on Earls Court.” She speared his chest with a small finger. 

Don’t forget to come back and get me.”

“I could hardly refuse an order so imperiously given.”

Blog Tour Giveaway

$25 Amazon Gift Card

Signed Paperback of Faery Swap

Two Faery Wands

Susan Kaye Quinn is the author of the bestselling Mindjack Trilogy, which is young adult science fiction. Faery Swap is her foray into middle grade, which is her first writing love. Her business card says “Author and Rocket Scientist” and she always has more speculative fiction fun in the works. You can subscribe to her newsletter (hint: new subscribers get a free short story!) or stop by her blog to see what she’s up to.
Faery Swap
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Fourteen-year-old Finn is tricked into swapping places with a warrior faery prince and has to find his way back home before the dimensional window between their worlds slams shut. 


I am thrilled about the upcoming release of ARMS OF ANU, sequel to award-winning MG/YA fantasy ARROW OF THE MIST.

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Blood of body, blood of soul,

Entwined for life, then unfolds;

If blood still runs when magic binds,

Soul is never too far to find.


In ARMS OF ANU, Lia and Kelven battle through a land of tyrants, war and magic.

Can Lia escape the foes who ensnare her?

Will Kelven’s love withstand the darkness taking root inside Lia?

Is freedom too high a crown to reach, or will they forever remain in the hollows?


RELEASE DATE SET FOR MARCH 17, 2014 (St. Patrick’s Day!)