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  1. Putting some last edits together before I order the author copies of Magical Bounty Hunters.

    Release day is just around the corner. Hopefully I'll have more news to share soon about its launch.

    markkieltywriter.com/magical-b

    #AmWriting #AmEditing #YA #YAFantasy #BookSky #ReadingCommunity

  2. Big ole' writing update for this month about various things I'm working on and releasing. This includes a new book, audiobook, and much, much more. In the link below:

    #writing #reading #blogging #amwriting #amreading #poetry #books #literaryhorror

    patrickwmarshauthor.wordpress.

  3. Turning a conference paper into an article can feel overwhelming -- the original prose was built for a different job.

    One solution: break it apart, translate it row by row, fill the gaps, then rebuild.

    And of course I use a spreadsheet.

    silencesandsounds.blogspot.com

    #ScholarlyWriting #Academia #AcademicChatter #blog #research #AmWriting

  4. “Being Arian Halliday” Sneak Preview

    Arian’s POV


    The following day arrived as I was soon facing the first day of school.


    But this was no typical first day of school, folks. It was my and Catriona’s grand debut as the new kids attending St. Ignatius Academy. With full capital letters.


    Needless to say, I was both excited and terrified all at once even as I was joined by my brothers Reagan and Ryan as well as my cousins with them making sure my uniform wasa up to par.


    “Never you mind your fears, Arian,” Kyren said as he handed me my pair of black oxford shoes that were equipped with gel insoles for comfort. “You will do fantastic.”


    “And when word gets around of you being the long-lost Halliday heir, people will draw to you like moths to a flame,” Tyler commented as his twin brother fixed my tie. “Not only that, you’re going to be part of the Masquerade Games with us. This is basically a year-round coming-out party for you that’s long overdue.”


    I nodded as I was handed a cup of tea from Reagan. “I’m just worried that I might make a wrong impression by saying or doing something stupid,” I admitted. “That, and I did run into Derrick Giddens yesterday during the tour.”


    The air turned chilly after that statement. “Derrick Giddens and his friends are known as the self-entitled assholes known to all,” Kendrick stated stiffly, eyes narrowed in silts. “To know him and his girlfriend Giada as well as their friends is to hate them with a passion. Little wonder why they’re never qualified to be part of the games no matter how much their parents throw money or curry favor with our dads and granddads. If you can help it, try not to start any drama and stay away from them at all costs. But if it can’t be helped, try to at least bite your tongue and appease them as much as possible.”


    “Other than that, Arie, most of the students and teachers are pretty cool to know,” Terrance added as he handed me my uniform jacket. “And it’s mandatory to try and earn as much favor from them as possible. We’ll make sure which ones to bond more and which ones to be cordial but keep your distance from. And I know that Ra’Von and his fellow journalism friends will do the same.”


    There was a knock at the door. “Gentlemen, your fathers are waiting for you all down at the lobby,” came the voice of Annette as the maid in question as well as another butler (a dark-skinned older man) came inside my bedroom. “And Master Arian? I believe that this is going to be the senior year of a lifetime for you. Just stick with your brothers and cousins as well as your friend Catriona, and you can’t go wrong. Trust in everyone who believes in you. Trust yourself.”


    No better words were said as we grabbed our backpacks and laptop bags before heading out to meet our fathers who were chatting animatedly with Catriona, my best friend looking as if she was born for the hallways at any school. “Damn, Arie,” she trilled. “You look like you definitely belong with your family. St. Ignatius Academy won’t know what hit them when they see you.”


    “I’ll bet,” I remarked, giving her a gamely smile. To my dad Jason, “Shall we go?”


    “We shall, Arian. Your debut awaits,” my father said.


    With that, we all trooped into the black limousine which was waiting for us outside. Let the day begin, I thought as I was greeted by the sounds of Manhattan beginning its usual day of morning chaos.

    “Being Arian Halliday” is back with new chapters!” You’ll never forget the first time! Available EXCLUSIVELY on Wattpad! Don’t miss it!

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