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Revisiting A Series…

So! I’ve not posted in a while, and as of 2015, that’s going to change! First of all, I’d like to wish you all a Merry Christmas, and I hope you are all enjoying what you got and the time you spent with your family. I’m revisiting a series by an author/artist friend of mine and wanted to let you all know about it! Especially since it’s for kids as well as adults 😀 I know this, because I myself have read them, enjoyed them and hunger for them so much that I’m posting this to badger her to speed up muahahaha!

 

Jessica Kara writes about gryfons* (and wolves!) in a refreshing way that cannot be equaled. I love what she does with her writing, and the fact that she’s such a unique person in herself! Her writing is honestly among the best I’ve read, and exploring the world she’s crafted is amazing for me, which means I’d hope it would be for you all, too.  Please, give her books a chance – it’s Christmas, and I’m pretty sure she’d love to see at least one new review 😀

 

*Gryfon is the way Jess spells the name. She’s got an absolutely awesome mind, hasn’t she? 

 

I’m gonna link to her books and hopefully – one of you (at least) will buy them and leave her a review! She’s got book three coming soon (not soon enough!) and you’ll want to be on top for reading it! Believe me, I am!

 

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Song-Summer-King-Chronicles-Book-ebook/dp/B008LMQND2/

http://www.amazon.com/Song-Summer-King-Chronicles-Book-ebook/dp/B008LMQND2/

 

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Skyfire-Summer-King-Chronicles-Book-ebook/dp/B00H5920IE

http://www.amazon.com/Skyfire-Summer-King-Chronicles-Book-ebook/dp/B00H5920IE

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Collaboration/Teaser Flash Fiction

My world shattered one day. I’d been playing at dominance games with Arashi, my bigger brother, when the wind whispered in my ear. It shook me into standing still, those terrifying words on a gentle summer breeze.

“You lack a part of yourself.” I fled my brother then, leaving him behind me as my muscles powered me forwards. I snapped at the air in front of me, seeking to do harm to the very sprites talking so quietly to me. “You need to leave, Amaya. Leave and offer us your thanks as we guide you on your way. You will need us.” I snarled, unable to believe what the world was telling me. As soon as I was under cover, within the trees, the voices stopped.

The thrumming of paw-steps coming after me made me flinch as I turned my head to look at my black-pelted brother, his golden eyes gleaming with concern.

“Amaya…are you okay?” His voice was a concerned whine as he dropped his head forwards, his ears flattening when I replied with a soft, silken snarl that curled my lips into a face of pure anger.

“If I were okay, Arashi, I wouldn’t have run, would I? You are such an omega sometimes.” I had to insult him. It was an urge, deep down. I was reaching the age where I would leave Deephollow. I also knew, deep down, that it was cruel. He was an omega as much as I was. It was our older brother, Ashai that would be alpha, however.

“Fine! Be the bitch that mom says you are.” His snapped words made me stagger back a step, my hackles lifting in a wave that tingled up my spine.

“If mom said that, she’d at least say it to my face.” I turned from him, utterly disgusted with myself. I’d let him get to me, again. My nose wrinkled back in a small snarl before I shook my head from side to side and wheeled abruptly around. Wasn’t it just my luck that I walked right into Volkan – pack beta and my uncle on my father’s side? I sighed at the look in his gold eyes – so unlike my own – before sitting down. I even dropped my head to avoid looking at him.

His chuckle made me lift my head up sharply. I almost caught my sensitive nose on the underneath of his jaw, I moved so quickly.

“It’s natural, Amaya. You will want to leave soon, but you are staying here. Only in Deephollow woods are you safe. A pretty wolf, like yourself? You will be a human trophy in a day. We can’t lose any more of the pack.” The concern in his voice made my tail wag, furiously so. To know someone in the pack cared made a world of difference. I stood, arching my back before brushing my nose against his cheek. That was when his words hit me, hard.

“What do you mean, lose any more of the pack?”

*Please note – names/roles/story may change. This is a collaboration between my best friend/fellow author Jennifer Don and I, to take place in November. This will be available…in the future sometime 😀

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Twisted Liminality – upcoming series!

This is my first post in sometime – not just because I’ve been a busy reader/writer, but because I’ve been feeling rather…blegh! I’m trying to overcome it at the moment though…so wish me luck (I’m gonna need it!)

I thought I’d share with you the titles of my upcoming series. I’m currently partly through book five of six – which means then that they will be sent to my publisher. As and when I get covers for them – I’ll show them off 😀 what I wanted was to explain today about my series title, as most people won’t understand the why for it.

Twisted Liminality

Torn Loyalties

Tattered Legacy

Tainted Love

Tarnished Lineage

Twined Lusts

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The theme in every book has been that something is wrong. That there is a ‘poison’ within the world. Tattered, Twisted, Twined, Tainted and Torn (so far). Liminality means the following…’In anthropology, liminality (from the Latin word līmen, meaning “a threshold”) is the quality of ambiguity or disorientation that occurs in the middle stage of rituals, when participants no longer hold their pre-ritual status but have not yet begun the transition to the status they will hold when the ritual is complete. During a ritual’s liminal stage, participants “stand at the threshold” between their previous way of structuring their identity, time, or community, and a new way, which the ritual establishes.

This fits in, as the lyk’osk’in in my series are reaching a point where change needs to happen. This change is going to have many changes in this world. Changes that I’ll possibly explore in further books around these animals and the humans they live with. I’ll be expecting myself to work on at least 3-6 more books, featuring both characters from the previous books and new ones. I’m still not entirely sure on who will survive in the final book. It’s all up in the air so far!

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Hannah Poole Song of the Wolf Spotlight!!!

When the lone wolf howls, you fight or die

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Her soul cruelly ripped from her body, Alison cowers in her cell, unable even to call forth her inner wolf as comfort, her dreams of a mate and pups crushed. For who would have her now, even if she could escape alive?

Dax is a lone wolf, operating on the fringes of his pack. No one messes with him, and that’s just the way he likes it. Rescuing Alison from the High Lord’s vile clutches is all he cares about, because there’s something that calls his shattered soul to hers.

As their world faces its biggest threat yet, the fragile bond between these two damaged creatures rallies the pack to fight the ultimate battle…for their souls and their very survival.

Here is a link to the Song of the Wolf promo video! Yay!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bq3Rdd8zJfs

Extended Synopsis

In the depths of England, a Kingdom lurks beneath the confines of normality. 

A hierarchy of supernaturals run by the strict council fight daily to keep their world a secret from the humans that appear to rule the world. With the Councils structure changing and the Kingdom struggling to keep up, the rest of the community must keep their heads down and do their duty. Or face the ultimate penalty. 
Shifters and Vampires have the hardest task of them all, fighting in the war against the Circle, a deadly band of rebels, practicing blood magic and capturing souls in their wake. With the new high lord in control, life has never been more dangerous.
A day will come little wolf when you must decide which evil you fight for.

Alison Jenkins has been born and bred into one of the Councils leading front line packs. She’s had a life of glitz and glamour and has loved every second of it.That was of course until the deadly circle kidnapped her… and bound her soul against her will.Now she faces a fate worse than death, with her body rotting and her soul held captive she faces the gravest of choices, give up her afterlife to save this one?Or die early and let her soul walk the grey plane alone for the rest of eternity.

When Dax, the White Wolf packs resident moody genius finds out Alison has been kidnapped he gives up everything he has to find her, nearly killing himself in the process. He is a lone wolf by nature and when he finds himself falling in love with a female who not only is the sister of his Alpha, but seems to be slowing dying with no hope of salvation, he finds himself changing the very fiber of himself and his morals. Dax will use every available resource to try and help her, even if it means asking a favour with the very darkest creatures of the night.Is death truly the only way to save her?

Song of the Wolf is out on the 26th November 2013

It is the second book in the Call of the Wilderness series, though you don’t necessarily need to read them in order!

Silence of the Wolves is the first book;

Fate is calling…

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After a strange encounter in a dark alley, journalist Tamriel’s life is turned upside down. She’s missing days, developing odd new abilities, and being followed by mysterious Leyth.
Dark, dangerous – and too gorgeous for his own good –Leyth’s determined to teach Tamriel about her new life – as a werewolf! And just as intent on keeping their relationship strictly business.
But as their simmering bond grows, Tamriel and Leyth face a bigger challenge; Tam may be their kind’s strongest weapon against the Circle, a deadly group of paranormal creatures gone rogue. That is, if she’s ready to give into her destiny and put up the fight of her life…

 

 

 

 

Now let’s hear from Hannah 😀

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I am a born and bred wild child. (Or I like to think so anyway!)

I moved to sunny Folkestone to escape and find my feet as, well whatever I was destined to be! But alas, my short attention span made finding that destiny a little difficult! One day I came across a diary entry that made me laugh so hard; I actually fell off my chair. (Yes, this can happen!)
I decided that the entry was so funny; it needed to be shared with the world! So I started writing, and attempted to turn it into a novel. Though to this day, that novel remains unfinished, it will always be the novel that got me started, and showed me what I was passionate about. Honestly? I have aspired to be everything from a Private Investigator to a Zoo Keeper with my career; my interests change so quickly that I could never stick with one! Writing gives me the freedom to choose; I can be a cold-hearted assassin in love with a poet one day and the secret lesbian lover of a politician the next!
All my life, I have had a strong, unwavering passion for anything supernatural, spiritual and slightly unexplainable, I love the idea that there can be something completely fantastical lurking beneath the confines of normality. So of course, mythical creatures of all shapes and sizes dominate most of my work!
In a nutshell, I am a creative crazy bean, living with my lovely husband and a house full of too many animals! I’ve always secretly wished I were a werewolf of some description, but have come to realise that I will have to settle for writing about them instead! I’m happiest in the sun with my head in a good book!

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Flash Fiction!

While most stories begin in the darkness, ours begins in the light of day. Our first target for this story, a slender feral wolf, long-limbed but still small for her size, with wise golden eyes lingering in a face highlighted with silver white. Our second, a black German shepherd with eyes more gold than brown, stepping into the trees for the first time in his rather young life. With neither large built, though the dog held faint promise of being terrifying with a broad chest and noble, slanted head.

 

The she-wolf, at the start of the days sleeps alone, devoid of her pack. The reason for it isn’t seen, though it’s clear from the shine to her silky coat to her sleek muscles that stretched like a sheath across her body. For now though, she sleeps, golden eyes shielded from the light as she breathed heavily and slowly. She was relaxed, only the faintest hint of movement making her toes twitch and her massive paws pedal the air as she dreams. We aren’t to know what she dreams about at this moment, only that the slightest hint of a whine, drifting from her muzzle and disappearing into the air that draws the shepherd to her side…though he is not the first.

 

Indeed, he runs through trails, as hyperactive as any dog let off the leash and given the freedom to roam. Everything he can smell, he does. Everything he can mark as his, he does in his misguided sense of possession. But he’s not completely alone. The pack that have made this place their home run with him, unseen in the trees and silent as they run paths they know better than the prey they hunt. They don’t lift their voices in a call for a hunt, lacking their guiding light- the she-wolf who with her white coat leads their charge and makes their decisions for them.

 

Grey-coated individuals split off, wheeling towards the back of his trail and cover his betraying scent with their own, reaffirming that they own this place to any that may try and take their boundaries from them. Softly, they break off, having done their job and disappeared into the distance while they await the ringing cry that will draw them back to the star in their silent sky. Instead, it is the dog that stumbles across her when drawn by tiredness, his youthful energy depleted in his urge to drink.

 

His nose twitched before flaring, his sore paws stilling slightly before his head lifted and he let out a soft whine. There was water ahead, plenty of it and it was so fresh that he was lost to the scent. His paws pounded on the ground, beating fast as he raced headlong into the clearing where the river and the she-wolf sit. Her body is unseen in his run; his muzzle plunged into water as he drank thirstily. His pink tongue is dampened by the water, curling it into his muzzle as he sated the thirst that had had him panting.

 

Only once his thirst is quenched, as surely as a fire is put out by a bucket of water, did his head raise and his odd eyes fix on the dreaming white wolf and her soft whimpers as she dreamed. Like any dog, he didn’t realise she was a wolf, plunging through the water noisily and then shaking so the water splattered her. Her whines stopped abruptly, her fur shifting all over her body before she leaped to all fours. Her hackles were lifted, from neck to hip and her teeth flashed in the light as a snarl forced its way from her throat into the space between them.

 

He slid to a stop, cringing to the ground as the animalistic sound echoed in his mind, drawing to something inside him that screamed of the danger a wolf could wreak on a dog. Nothing in him even allowed for an attack on her. Instead, he turned to the side on stiffened legs and presented her with the slab of his shoulder. Not even a growl prickled at his chest, which in turn eased the sounds slipping from the wolf’s chest into silence.

 

And silence was what reigned, for minutes until the she-wolf broke it.

 

“What the hell do you think you were doing, rushing towards me and waking me up?! I could have ripped your throat out…or called to my brothers and sisters so they could have protected me.” Her voice was low and silky, though the threat was implicit in her words. The dog himself was stunned, sinking onto his muscled haunches before he shook his head in disbelief.

“What the…how…how do you speak dog?” His voice was disbelieving, his head tilting to the side as he let out an inquiring whine.

 

She snorted softly, rolling her eyes before shaking her head in disbelief and glaring at him.

“We speak the same language, you idiot of a dog! Your sorry kind descended from the nobility of my own!” He words were forced out of stiff lips as she remained on edge, stiffened and on the verge of growling. A shake was all that he did before his nose flared slightly, and his ears perked upright. With such a start, was it any wonder that the pair became firm friends…and then, when time came, her mate, and fellow alpha?

 

She didn’t take long to change; now her new mate had met the pack and her stomach was swelling. Despite his ‘dog’ title, he wasn’t seen as being out of place. It took them a while to teach him how to hunt, but as she slowed down, he only grew stronger. Their bond was intense, the affection they felt clear among the wolves…and even more intent when he lost his collar the day that she went into labour.

 

It was that day that his yelps and whines drew the pack as he guarded the den from them, despite the jealous snarls coming from below and the occasional squeaking shape. Three days and three nights she was down there, so long that silence reigned in the clearing and the pack worried until they were anxious and pacing. That was when the gaunt face of their beloved alpha, mate…sister, slipped from the darkness and drank thirstily in the lake.

 

One by one, they were led down to look at the pups, a black cast to their coats and slightly larger ears the only difference to the fat pups, erupting into squeaking balls of fury as their mother laid down and curled her large body around them. The black shepherd curled at the entrance, his muzzle just pressed in through the entrance so their voices could meet in quiet conversation. He was guarding them, jealously providing his back to prevent any harm from coming to the pups and his mate.

 

The pack fed them all, hunting taking places endlessly as the wolf fed herself up in preparation for the pups wanting more milk as they grew ever bigger and took their fathers build for their own…for that was clear. They were already deeper chested with narrower paws than most wolf pups were at birth, but with bald tails and ears, they were almost indistinguishable from others of their blood-kin.

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Relaunch of Kai’s Journey!

Charlie will be attending college this fall for auto mechanics. He loves to read and create stories. He works full time at a local auto shop now. Charlie’s inspiration to become a writer and who got him hooked on reading books is Christopher Paolini who also started his writing career while in high school as well.

Wendy is a wife, mother and also works as a tier one tech at a local call center. She has always loved to read books and when her children were small she loved to tell them stories she would make up with the kids being the main characters. Together Charlie and Wendy create worlds and people who live in them.

 

A kais-journey-cover-finalOur journey started as a school project back in 2009. Charlie was given the task of writing, editing, and publishing a book. He was always writing stories and the teachers had a difficult time getting him to do his homework or doing the writing topics they wanted him to write on. Since then we have tried our hand at finding an agent with the big publishing companies before going the indie route. We had found someone to help us edit the book but they didn’t quite have the same vision for the story as we did.

We had also found someone to help us create a book cover but again, they didn’t quite see it as we did. Since we have joined with MasterKoda Select Publishing we have had wonderful help with editing the book to make it the best story possible with characters that will stay with you long after you finish the book. Dan Peyton who is a very talented author is also a gifted artist who helped us by drawing the characters Kai and Clover for the cover. His amazing talents and beautiful work can be seen on the cover along with Rebbekah White’s background that helps bring the story to life. Together these two wonderful people have created a beautiful work of art       that we are proud to display for our book cover.

So please join us on May 31st for fun, games and prizes!

Just follow the link below and invite your friends as well! https://www.facebook.com/#!/events/379479385502512/

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A Rare Gem in the UK

So, as some of you know, today was a massive day for me. I managed to finally get some hands-on with a wolf and two wolf-dogs. This was only arranged thanks to an absolutely amazing rescue, who took these animals on when many wouldn’t. I was fully expecting to be meeting these creatures through a lot of safety procedures…

But it was this lad, Rain, who came out to see me first.

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He is massive! I mean…truly huge. 8 stone (52kg/115lbs) in weight and taller than I was. His paws? Larger than my own hands. And yet, he had the sweetest personality. I wasn’t just able to stroke this handsome, handsome lad…I was allowed to walk him too! He wasn’t as much of a puller as I was expecting, less so than my malamute! However…he did pull when we reached the field I was walking him through..

 

 

 

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Wonder what he saw here? Could it be the camera? Or the idea to pull me about…?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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He was just a LITTLE bit dirty, but this was him pulling me along the grass…so glad my shoes had grips! It was astounding to see the size and the movements of a wolf like him, especially since he was a friendly, gentle creature…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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You can see the size of his paws here…and those AWESOME eyes. A mixture of burnt amber and orange, they were absolutely piercing…and 1000000% better than I believed they could be.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Until this happened…

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Apparently, I hadn’t let him say hello quick enough…so before I knew it, he was in my face…and I couldn’t get my arms around him! He was kissing me for ages…and yes, I nearly fell over! He’s a massive beast, as you can see…but I loved him…loved everything about him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I also got to meet Miska – she’s a very, very timid wolf-dog, who still managed to leap up and push her face into mine (a bit nerving because…she’s timid and stalks people) but she was absolutely gorgeous…a lot smaller than Rain…(This is me holding Miska!)

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She’s red wolf x, just a little over a year and a VERY skittish girl. I loved her. She had the most awesome eyes, and the most odd stalking gait I’ve seen. Her ears are HUGE compared to the rest of her, as seen by the difference in size between her and Rain against me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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This is a close-up on Miska’s eyes – can see the difference in her head structure/facial shape to Rain. She’s glorious!

 

 

 

 

 

And finally…I met Soli. Soli was the oldest wolf-dog, at 9 years old, and his hips are starting to go. He’s sweet, too! A little age-tattered but that is only the fact that he is poorly bred. He was just as lovely as Rain!

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These wonderful creatures, and many others, are looked after by Artisan Rarebreeds – truly a rescuing gem in the UK. I’d recommend anyone who can afford to to donate money/items/buy stuff off of his wishlist!

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I want to thank Wayne, who runs the rescue for today. Being able to meet them all is absolutely amazing! I’ve never, ever been as happy as I am today. It’s given me a reason for the writing I do, and an idea of someone to thank, and something to add into every book I write with my wolves in – that wolves are to be treasured, and places like Artisan, who take in waifs and strays, are in need of publicity to make sure they get what they truly deserve!

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Ooops I Did It Again…

 …I’m back in another contest that requires me to bare my throat in submission to those who can help me through to the next round. This time it’s the opening chapter for Echoes of Winter that is up for dissection – and I need your help! This gives you a chance to have a sneak peek of the book before you buy it, the chapter offered in its entirety. If you use pinterest and love the opening for a book about wolves…then repin it! Share this on Facebook. Tweet it. Help a new author out!

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The link ya’ll need is this one: http://www.writersgottalent.com/

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What does America’s Next Author mean to me?

For the past two weeks (and a few days) I’ve been involved in a huge competition which makes use of your skills in social media as well as writing. I used a piece which involves characters from my upcoming book, Echoes of Winter but in a different setting where magic flows and wolves can fly. (But only if they have wings, of course!)

It’s been an interesting thing to do – I’ve asked people for honest reviews and mostly the feedback has been amazing! Short stories aren’t my forte but this one seems to have appealed to people for some reason. Some people didn’t think the pacing was too fast, or that I told rather than showed the reader what was happening/in the scenery. Some people believed that this was part of a larger piece (which it isn’t, but I do plan another short ‘installment’ to finish the story.)

Other people are fascinated by the ideas represented in the story. Two friends, close enough to call themselves sisters, are torn apart by the depression of one and her failure to care about the responsibilities she has. What made people even more interested was that these weren’t humans – these were wolves and yet they had emotions like those everyone feels.

Relying on other people to review and vote is a patchy business and yet I’ve managed to remain in the top ten for the last week and a half! I’ve had a lot of support from friends and writing groups, who often go and hit the tweet button. The reviews count as well, as I prefer honest reviews. If you love it, write that and more importantly…tell me why! If you hate it, again – I want to know why you hate it.

An author can only progress with the constructive criticism of the type I’ve received, so thank you to everyone who HAS reviewed it.

Interested in reading yourself? Does this synopsis sound like something you could enjoy?
‘When winter springs a challenging blizzard onto a pack besieged with doubt? What will happen to the wolves that have been chased from their home, have lost their Alpha male and are watching their Alpha female die? Well, if Kamduis has anything to do with it, she’ll have a lot to do with it! Read on for this tale which mentions the wolf goddess Luna, winged wolves and betrayal between two sisters who have no real bond but the love in their hearts and the song which joins them together as pack.’

If so, then take a look here!
http://www.ebookmall.com/author/dom-goodall


Dominique Goodall is the author of the soon to be released Echoes of Winter, book one in the Seasons of the Wolf series and a self-confessed wolf addict. She has currently been published in two anthologies by Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly Publishing and is currently working on getting herself better known by sending in manuscripts for as many different anthologies as she possibly can.

As much as she loves to admit it, she never will be able to count her wolf stuff- there’s nothing left for her to be truly able to collect without her own home.

She can be friended on Facebook here: https://www.facebook.com/WaterSinger

Her author page on Facebook is here: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Dominique-Goodall-author/250907358312446

The page for Echoes of Winter is here: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Echoes-of-Winter/355235744499607

Her twitter name is: https://twitter.com/#!/DomGoodall

And her blog can be found here: https://dominiquegoodall.wordpress.com/

And the trailer for her book is here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kix63EXBW50&feature=plcp

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America’s Next Author

As not many of you know, I’ve been working on something new to get myself exposure as a writer – America’s Next Author! And yes, I know I’m in the UK – but I can still apply. I’ve been on a rollercoaster with the place I’m in for this contest. I entered at 17th…then hit 16th…and then shot up to 14th and stayed there for a day or so. After that I zoomed up to 10th and when the new round started…

I found myself in 1st place! I stayed there for ONE DAY before dropping to 2nd and today I dropped to 5th. I need your help to boost me back up the ranks and through round 2!

How can you help, I hear you scream? (In my mind and prayers, at least!) Well you can help with a vote on the site, a like on facebook, a tweet (if you use twitter), a share on LinkedIn (again, if you use it!) and most importantly of all, an honest review and rating! This is the most important part of this for me, it honestly is!

Here’s one review and a five star one at that!

‘Clearly, the author has a lot of knowledge of and/or experience with wolves, and that shows. The characters of the two main characters are distinct and engaging, and the story is told with careful attention to detail. While this is clearly part of a larger piece, it stands on its own extremely well. I found myself wanting to read more about this pair and to learn more about the extraordinary winged wolf.’

My entry
http://www.ebookmall.com/author/dom-goodall

And the final thing I can say is…THANK YOU! (and yes! It includes wolves!)

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