Winter by Keven Newsome

Look at that beautiful cover. My friends Deanna Newsome and Holly Heisey created it for my friend Keven Newsome. Does that name sound familiar? It should. Keven is the founder of The New Authors Fellowship. Yes, that is the excellent joint blog I was asked to join last year. The same blog that has schooled me in the ways of the writer. I am forever grateful for the opportunity.

Enough about that. Today is all about Keven Newsome and his excellent book Winter that will release June 1 this year by Splashdown Books. Here is the blurb.

Winter Maessen didn't ask for the gift of prophecy. She's happy being a freak - but now everyone thinks she's crazy. Or evil.
Goths aren't all the same, you know. Some are Christians.
...Christians to whom God sends visions.

Students at her university are being attacked, and Winter knows there's more than flesh and blood at work.
Her gift means she's the only one who can stop it - but at what price?

Here is the trailer:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=It8aP6speuo

And here is where you can pre-order:

http://www.splashdownbooks.com/winter.html

What are you waiting for, silly?

An Interview

Welcome and thank you all for coming back for today’s Anvil Interview with the muti-talented, Grace Bridges. Some of you may not know this, but Grace actually gave me my anvil. Silly thing had no idea it would someday be used on her. She never knew I would use it to reveal the truth. What is that truth? I’ll get to that in a minute.

Before I begin, let me go over the rules for entry in the drawing for two copies of Legendary Space Pilgrims. As always, leave a comment on the Interview and Review, post a link on Facebook for the Review and the Interview tomorrow, and go like Splashdown Books on Facebook. You may enter up until Tuesday the 19th at midnight Central time. Peyton will draw two names from his special hat. I will announce the winner on Wednesday the 20th with my blog post. The winner will have 24 hours to contact me with their address: dmgraham2001[at]yahoo[dot]com. Otherwise, Peyton will draw another name. I do reserve the right to extend the contest longer if I so choose.

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A Review and Giveaway

Yes, I know it’s been forever since I’ve wielded my anvil. As a matter of fact, I had to get the scrub brush out and give the old gal a little elbow-grease action. Please forgive me, dear friends. I’ll try harder from now on.

I am excited to present a treat for all of you. As you may know, I’m rather fond of indie publishers. One of my favorites is Splashdown Books. And today I’m honored to review Legendary Space Pilgrims by owner/ author Grace “Ace” Bridges. Not only does she have an uncanny way of choosing excellent speculative fiction, but the girl can write. I reviewed her book Faith Awakened at the end of December. Check it out if you feel so inclined.

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Pinky Promise

Little Katie sat in the lobby of County General Hospital. She twirled the frayed hair of her rag-doll between her fingers. The smell of bleach and poo made her eyes sting but she would not cry. Daddy said big girls don’t cry. He said Katie was a big girl now and Daddy is never wrong.

She tried to ignore hushed voices down the hall by scuffing her shiny buckle shoes on the dingy floor. She doesn’t have to hear them to know what is what. The doctor has blood all over his clothes. The officer might be crying. He was nice to Katie when he pulled her out of the car. He tried to give her candy but Daddy said Katie should never take candy from strangers. He is a stranger and Daddy is never wrong.

Katie could also see the funny lights dancing down the halls. Katie couldn’t count high enough to count all the lights. And she heard them singing. It was the song Daddy sang every night after Momma went. He said she use to sing it to Katie. Daddy told Katie that Momma had gone home because she was weary.

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Cookie Cutter People

So I am driving along with the kiddos and all is well. We are playing the game we call “Guess the Song”. Just something to pass the hour drive to the closest medium town. The older kids are getting them left and right, while Peyton sits pouting. He is younger and therefore doesn’t know as many. I ignore him. Why? Because he is acting foolish. Then, he makes the sad mistake of saying that it isn’t fair.

I saw red.

I calmly pull the truck over and verbally lay into my son. Now, I know you all probably think I am just awful but honestly, I don’t care. See, this is how I see it. If I would have coddled my son at that moment, I would have done him great harm.

He needs me to be honest with him.

He needs me to tell him to suck it up and get over it.

And so I did.

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My Momma

I think I am going to start listing links to NAF again. These are my two most recent blog posts.



My Momma


Entertaining Modern Morons