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Available Now – Chronicles of Riss: Adventures in Sorcery Paperback Edition

It’s here! It’s finally here! Woohoo!

What is? The paperback edition of my book, Chronicles of Riss: Adventures in Sorcery, that’s what! After debating it for a while, I finally decided to have a paperback version of this short story collection. And now it’s here and Chronicles of Riss is no longer only available as an ebook. Now, those of you who prefer to hold an actual book in your hand to read instead of an e-reader can enjoy this book full of fun, fantastical adventures.

 

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Confronting evil sorcerers. Fighting monsters. Dueling metal golems. Searching for a sea monster. Hunting lost treasure. Finding a missing show dog. Competing in talent contests. Helping lost children. These are just some of the widely varied exploits that the young mercenary sorceress Marissa “Riss” Cobalt shares in this second Adventures in Sorcery book. Riss reveals how she ended up as a mercenary and chronicles some of the many adventures, ranging from fun to serious, that she’s had prior to the events of Kismet and Tell.

 

 

 

 

Get it now on Amazon by clicking here.

You can get the ebook version on Amazon here and at other online bookstores, like Barnes & Noble.


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10 Hilarious Memes About Being Sleep Deprived from Reading

Haha! I can relate to many of these, and particularly #2 and #8 😀

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If you love books, you’ve undoubtedly had to decide between getting some much needed shut-eye or reading just one more chapter — and by one more chapter, we mean the rest of the book. For those that tend to choose the “just one more chapter” option, check out these hilarious memes on the exhaustion that comes from staying up too late reading!

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Seat of the Pants – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS

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The front door creaked open. The man in black slowly tiptoed inside, carefully peering around this way and that in the almost-pitch blackness, to try to get his bearing and make sure all was quiet. Not seeing anything, he released the breath he was holding and began making his way more boldly down the hall, heading for the bedrooms.

The man in black came upon the master bedroom first. Shining his flashlight around the room, he looked for the dresser so he could search it for jewelry and anything else valuable. As the beam of light shined across the bed, two bright yellow orbs reflected back at the man from a dark mass in the middle of the bed. A low growl and a hint of something white followed in the next instant.

The man let out a startled cry as the dark mass on the bed grew in size and quickly jumped at him. As it landed on the floor in front of him, the growling grew in intensity, and the man hurriedly backed out into the hallway. He ran back down the hallway, but only made it a few feet before the black mass, which had followed after him, jumped at his back. The man in black cried out in pain as something sharp struck him in the buttocks, and he fell heavily to the floor in a veritable faceplant, accompanied by the sound of tearing fabric. Something heavy suddenly sat on top of the man, and he found he couldn’t move.

An unknown number of minutes later, the homeowners arrived back home to find their door standing open. Panicked, they rushed inside and flipped on the light switch, not knowing what they would find. They gasped in shock at the seen that greeted them in the middle of the hallway: a man in black, lying face-down on the floor, with a big hole torn out of the butt of his pants, and their Bullmastiff dog, Trusty, sitting on top of him, holding him down and with a big piece of fabric hanging out of his mouth.

When he saw them, Trusty wagged his tail and panted happily, knowing he did good and that his owners would be pleased with how he’d protected their home.

The homeowners praised Trusty, then quickly called the police on their cell phone.

While they waited for the police, the man in black moaned from beneath Trusty and softly pleaded for help in getting the dog off him.

The homeowners, and Trusty, ignored him.


This short story is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “pant”:

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 19/17


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Black Cat Appreciation Day

Jeanne Owens, author

So today, August 17, is Black Cat Appreciation Day. This is the day set aside to celebrate these “miniature panthers”.

Sadly, black cats have a hard time getting adopted. This is in part due to outdated superstitions and myths about them, such as their being bad luck, being evil, being witches’s familiars, etc.  Another reason black cats (and black dogs) have trouble being adopted is that shelters have trouble getting good pictures to showcase them because they don’t photograph as well as lighter-colored animals.

Black cats, however, are just like any other cat. They are not evil creatures in league with the Devil or anything. Nor are they bad luck. In fact, in many cultures, they are considered good luck. My own black cat, Shadow, is a total sweetheart and, in the 12 years I’ve had him, he has not brought me any bad luck. I would love to have more black


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Black Cats – One-liner Wednesday #1linerWeds

Since today would have been my sweet angel Shadow’s 15th birthday, and tomorrow is Black Cat Appreciation Day, I decided to share a favorite quote:

 

“A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere.” – Groucho Marx

 

Happy birthday, my sweet Shadow boy! I miss you.

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This post is part of One-liner Wednesday:

One-Liner Wednesday – Wordless

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Bone – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

Edna stomped into the kitchen, livid, and said to Eric, who sat at the table and flinched when he saw his mother’s angry face, “I have a bone to pick with you, boy! How many times have I told you not to give bones to Buster! The dog’s outside digging up the garden again!”

 

This post is part of the Tuesday Use It In A Sentence prompt, “bone”:

https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2017/08/15/tuesdayuseitinasentence-bone/