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The Terrible, Mighty Crystal by Sharon Ledwith – Part 3

You can find part one of this story here. If you’d like to learn more about Sharon Ledwith and her Time Travel series, click here. Otherwise, read on! 

 

Thoth held up his hand to quiet the students, and then waved his hybrid servant Djeuti over. “Take the class into the obsidian garden and wait for me there. Leave these three with me.”

Djeuti bowed, his long bird-neck extended so that his beak almost touched the shining marble floor. “As you wish, Master.”

Shu-Tu watched the ibis-headed hybrid herd the rest of her class with his orichalcum ankh toward an archway inlaid with gold and silver turtles. A hallow grinding noise made her look up. She blinked. The dome was opening, allowing for the mighty crystal to absorb the sun’s powerful morning rays. Brilliant rays that could give life to Atlantis, but presumably could not give her father his life back. Her eyes welled, and she let out a sigh just as a heavy, warm hand came to rest on her shoulder. She jumped.

“I understand your sadness, Shu-Tu. Your father Elmeur was a wonderful vizier to our king, and just in many ways.” Thoth dropped his hand from Shu-Tu’s shoulder. “But we cannot, must not ever go against the flow of nature. To do so would go against our principles and sacred laws. Besides, I have it on the highest authority that the mighty crystal does not possess the kind of power you seek.”

“That’s not what I’ve heard,” Segferd said, crossing his arms over his shimmering purple robe. “My father said the mighty crystal has the power to rejuvenate the body.”

“True,” Thoth replied, nodding. “But only for a living body.”

“See? I told you this was pointless, Shu-Tu,” Amiee said haughtily. “You should have listened to me in the first place and asked for an audience with the high priests at the Temple of Poseidon. Our teacher obviously doesn’t seem to want to help you in your time of need.”

“Indeed?” Thoth asked, raising a ruddy brow. He tapped her under the chin with the top of his rod. “How would you suggest I help Shu-Tu, Amiee?”

Amiee stared at the grotesque-looking baboon head. Her lips quivered slightly as she said, “Help Shu-Tu resurrect her father.”

Thoth’s eyes widened. He withdrew his rod, and slid a thumb down the length of it. “Do you not believe the soul lives on, Shu-Tu?”

“Yes, of course, Thoth, but I also believe my father’s destiny was compromised,” Shu-Tu replied, wiping her eyes.

“Compromised?” Thoth asked. “How so?”

“Shu-Tu believes someone tampered with the water sample her father drank when he tasted the crystal-cleansed water supply for the king,” Segferd spoke up, flicking an ivory tendril off one of Shu-Tu’s shoulders. “So we thought the only way to reverse this terrible injustice was to rejuvenate Elmeur.”

Thoth frowned. “And how do you plan on doing this, Shu-Tu?”

Shu-Tu stared at her sandaled feet. “By using the curative powers of the mighty crystal to flush the poison that still remains in his body.”

Thoth grunted. “There are flaws in your plan. The mighty crystal is kept here and guarded by the appointed initiates at all times. They would never allow your father’s body entrance into the Crystal Dome. In the initiates’ minds, it would be a great sacrilege to Poseidon and the Law of One to reverse what has been done.”

“But what of those crystals that are harvested from the mighty crystal?” Amiee asked. “My father calls them firestones. He believes the sorcerers have used them to regenerate life.”

“Your father should keep such dark things to himself,” Thoth said, raising his voice. “Why do you think Atlantis suffers from frequent earthquakes and volcanic activity? In the wrong hands firestones can be utilized for such destructive purposes.”

“Yet in the hands of well-meaning Atlanteans, they could be used for constructive purposes such as tools for healing,” Segferd said.

Shu-Tu looked up. “You were the one who taught us how alchemy can penetrate the secrets of nature, life, and death, Thoth. Please—” She reached for his red robe. “Father is set to be mummified the day after tomorrow, and then I will lose him forever.”

Thoth’s deep, blue eyes pierced through Shu-Tu’s eyes and cut into her insides as if she’d been opened up like the dome above. She shuddered.

“Very well, I shall help,” Thoth replied with a slight smile. “But I warn you, Shu-Tu, you’ll see there is a thin veil between the known and the unknown. The mighty crystal can just as soon change into the terrible, mighty crystal, and then you may not like the destiny you create.”

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Saying Goodbye – Guest post by Joshua Pantalleresco

Joshua Pantalleresco has been with us since the beginning. It all started with The Watcher, which you can find here. We loved it so  much, we signed Joshua as our very first Mirror World author. Since then, he’s brought us Stormdancer, and now the finale to his epic masterpiece, The Wandering God. Goodbyes are hard. Writing the ending to a trilogy you’ve been working on for years is a very challenging thing to do. We applaud Joshua on managing it so spectacularly. He’s what he has to say about the process:

 

Endings have always come easy to me.  I moved around a lot as a kid.  Saying goodbye was surprisingly quite common.  So endings for me are easier perhaps than they should be.  This story was no different.  I knew the ending of The Watcher saga after the first book.  The last scene crystallized in my head after the Watcher captured his deer.  I thought that it was an ending that fit.  How he got there baffled me, but I knew.

The ending was easy.  The journey to there however…

I could write the Watcher saga forever.  The kind of stories I write with the character are plentiful.  There are places in this world I never explored or found in the Watcher’s current steps.  Places where humans enslaved dragons for example, or maybe where the scientists came from, and who they represented.   None of that was told in this tale, and there was room to tell those stories if I had chosen to.

But, nothing can last forever.  I’ve grown as a creator since I first published the Watcher, and there are many more stories I need to tell.

But a part of me didn’t want to finish the story.  You got to understand, these characters have been in my head for years.  The Watcher, Kristen, Will and Nicki all had their parts in the story and there was still so much I could do with them.  Once I started writing the story, I may never write another in this world.   Was I ready to say goodbye?

Did I really have a choice though?  The Watcher deserved justice.  I had some mysteries to answer.  I had to talk about the Wandering God at some point.  I mentioned him far too much, as well as the flying saucers.  How were those mysteries connected?  That was the question that started this story.  Where did they meet and what did they have to do with these characters?

So I made the last story about faith.  Faith in God, and faith in the journey itself.  All things lead to a destination, and while none of us get to where we think we are going, there can be no doubt that life goes somewhere, if you allow it.

The last scene got closer with each page, and as I got to the end of the story,  my ending crystallized.  It was perfect.  In my head I was at the finish line.

I started like I would any Watcher story.  A fantastic world, a place for them to explore, grow.  I threw in monsters, wonders, and the empty.  And the dragons?  Of course.  They were the catalyst to all this.  They had to be involved.

But as I got into the empty I knew I was shutting it all down, and I found the steps in the Empty to be quite difficult.  Once I got to the city, there wasn’t much left to tell.  I was laying the foundation to the final battle.   It was a slippery slope from there.  The end was unavoidable.

And even then, there was still a surprise or two.  An action, a request that I never anticipated.  (when you get to that scene, remember, THEY made me do it.  THEY wouldn’t accept anything else.)

And there, I realized that goodbye is no longer quite so easy for me anymore.  Goodbye hurts.

I wept, and yet still I pressed on.   I knew there was no going back.  There were no more adventures.  There was no more story to tell.  The boy in the tower had all his story laid down.  This was where the story needed to go.

But I think when it’s all said in done, I think I got the ending right.   I wanted this to be fitting to the story and the boy in the tower, and while I’ll never fully know if I succeeded, I gave it my all.  This isn’t a happy ending, but I don’t think it’s necessarily a sad one either.  It’s the right ending, and really that’s all anyone can ask.  I hope reading it you agree.

The story in truth never really ends.  Even now all the characters live on, in these pages, in my heart and from whatever place they came from.  My part of it is closed, but that’s alright.  They can tell their own stories now.  They don’t need me anymore, and I am proud.

It’s not the destination, but the journey in itself that matters.  I told a tale I’m proud of.  Really, isn’t that what we authors are all trying to do?  To the boy in the tower I can only thank you for coming into my life.

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Joshua Pantalleresco writes fiction, poetry and comics. He also loves to do interviews. He has written columns for comicbloc and allpulp and currently does so for comicmix. The Watcher is his second book of poetry. He resides in Calgary.

The Terrible Mighty Crystal by Sharon Ledwith – Part 2

Reading through all of your lovely submissions have kept us pretty busy over here, so we apologize for being so quiet! To tide you over though, we’ve got Sharon Ledwith’s wonderful prequel story to her Last Timekeepers Time Travel Series! Part one is available here. And now, part two:

 

Shu-Tu balked. “An apology?”

“For what?” Amiee asked, shrugging.

“If I have to explain why, then you two are not ready for what I have to teach,” Thoth replied, gently planting the forked end of his rod onto the marble tiles in front of them.

“For Poseidon’s sake, just say you’re both sorry so we can get on with our lesson,” an older boy said, tugging on Amiee’s purple robe. “I want to learn all I can about the mighty crystal.”

“Let go, Segferd!” Amiee slapped his hand. “Or I’ll tell father you skipped your chemistry studies last week!”

“Skipping studies?” Thoth asked abruptly. “Explain, Segferd.”

Segferd’s cheek twitched. He released his sister’s robe, then clenched his fists. “I am from the House of Beliar. We do not need to explain ourselves.”

Thoth’s cork-screw red beard trembled slightly. He leaned against his rod. “Is that so?”

“It is.” Segfred nodded sharply, making the crystals set in his black, curly hair shiver. “My father Sonl is the ambassador to the king, as was his father, and his father before him. One day, I will be the ambassador, and you will still be a teacher.”

Thoth’s broad forehead crinkled. He straightened and pushed his deep red pointed hat back far enough for Shu-Tu to catch the silver half crescent moon on its rim twinkle mischievously. “So why does the son of an ambassador to the king of Atlantis need to know about such trifle things as the mighty crystal?”

Segferd’s brown eyes widened. He glanced at Shu-Tu, and then looked back at his teacher. She gulped. I can’t let Segferd ruin my plans. Shu-Tu brushed his arm lightly, catching the scent of lavender oil in his hair. A slight smile played upon his lips before he said, “I want to know if the mighty crystal can…can bring back life?”

Thoth stroked his beard. “The mighty crystal is used for many things in Atlantis. Mostly it is used to power our cities, supply us with light, cleanse our waters, and heal the sick.” Then he frowned. “I hope you’re not asking what I think you’re asking, Segferd.”

“It’s not Segferd who wants to know, it’s me,” Shu-Tu spoke up. Her stomach fluttered.

“You speak of necromancy, of bringing back the dead.” Thoth flared his straight, long nose. “It’s not something a fourteen-year-old child should know about.”

Shu-Tu straightened. “I just want my father alive again.”

Most of the class drew in deep breaths. Some whispered their disgust and disapproval.

It’s Launch Day! The Mystery on Lost Lagoon by Rita Monette is here!

This is it, Nikki fans! Nikki and Snooper are back for a fourth adventure in the Nikki Landry Swamp Legends series and this time they are investigating some strange pre-historic sightings on Lost Lagoon! Beautifully written and illustrated by the talented Rita Monette, this series is one not to be missed!

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Legend has it… if you go onto Lost Lagoon, you never return.

 

Nikki Landry and her friends are off on a quest to track down the prehistoric-looking bird that’s been flying around a nearby swamp island. However, their plans get sidetracked when they meet a stranger in their small town who seems to have some secrets to hide.

 

The sleuthing group soon learns of a legend about a hidden lagoon. Is it all connected? Before they can find out, they are kidnapped by a mysterious scientist on a mission of his own.

 

Is there any truth to the legend that says if you go onto Lost Lagoon, you will never return? Is the eerie whirlpool that sits waiting to suck you in really a passage to another world?

 

Join Nikki, her friends, and one neurotic parrot, as they discover the truth behind the Mystery on Lost Lagoon.

 

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Book Details:

 

Age Level: 6-12

Publisher: Mirror World Publishing; 1 edition

Publication Date: November 17, 2017

ASIN: B076TVWSZ7

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Read an Excerpt:

 

The August air was steamier than a pot of boiled crawfish. Tiny bugs danced like fairies on the gumbo-colored bayou. Cypress trees on a nearby swamp island dipped their moss-draped branches into the still water, trying to stay cool. I had been sitting in my new tree house for days, trying to catch a cool breeze and pondering on how to turn a plain old fort into an official club house, when I decided what it needed most of all was furniture. My friend Spikes had come over to help me build some. He was pretty good with tools.

 

“I saw that strange bird again.” Spikes stood beside me with a hammer in his hand.

 

“What bird?” I asked, busy with trying to arrange some old boards in the shape of a table, just before they collapsed into a heap. “Drats!” I folded my arms in front of me.

 

“You have to lay them on the floor, Tomboy,” he said. “We need to nail them together first.”

 

“So you have to build it upside down?” I wiped the sweat off my brow with the back of my hand.

 

Spikes’ real name was Spencer Sikes, but I’d never heard nobody call him that ’cept for his grandpa. He was twelve years old, a whole year and a half older than me. I couldn’t imagine being almost a teenager. Me and him argued a lot, but we always stayed friends. He told me once he only liked me ’cause I wasn’t like other girls, and could climb trees, and didn’t mind getting dirty. He sometimes called me Tomboy instead of my real name, Nikki.

 

He grinned, showing his broken front tooth. “Yeah.”

 

“We need some nails.”

 

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of bent nails. “I was over at my grandpa’s yesterday. We took a boat ride out to Flat Lake, and I saw it flying around Pelican Pass, see.”

 

“Saw what?”

 

“The bird.” He sounded annoyed. “You know, the one that makes that screeching sound. The same one we saw over in Mossy Swamp.” He sat on the floor and began straightening the nails by laying ’em on their sides and tapping ’em with his hammer.

 

We had gone out to Mossy Swamp back in June trying to find out about a legendary monster, when we saw a big bird swoop down and make a horrible noise. Spikes had been bringing it up ever since…and I had been trying real hard to ignore him.

 

“Oh yeah.” I twirled the hair at the end of my braid. “The one you said looked like a dinosaur or something.”

 

“A pterodactyl,” he added. “Actually, the real name is pterosaur, see, which is a species of flying reptiles. So technically it isn’t a bird at all.”

 

“Why do you read all that stuff?” I sat on my bare heels across from him.

 

“It’s just interesting.” He squinted at me like it should be something I should be curious about.

 

Spikes was not very good at school work, and barely passed his classes, but he loved to read when it was something that caught his interest. In fact, he could become pretty darned obsessed on a subject he liked, usually ghosts or pirates. Seemed his new obsession was prehistoric creatures.

 

“So, what about it?” I asked, stacking my boards to the side. “I ain’t caring about no reptile-looking bird, unless it was to come after me or my dog.”

 

“I watched it fly in and out of the pass near Rabbit Island. I think it must have a nest near there,” he said, still banging on his nails. “And actually…according to a book I got from the library…their average wing span can get a little over twenty feet.”

 

“How big is twenty feet?” I asked, still not much caring as long as it stayed in the swamp where it belonged.

 

He looked around, then pointed. “Oh, longer than your houseboat, there.”

 

I poked out my lips. “You’re telling a fib, Buzzard. It wasn’t that big at all.”

 

“Well, it might just be a young one,” he said, “and you know what that means?”

 

I didn’t answer. He could go on and on forever, like he had something caught in his craw.

 

Buzzard was a nickname I gave him on my first day at Morgan City Elementary. He looked just like one sitting up on that great big branch of the coolest tree in the school yard. It was our first argument, on account of I had already claimed that branch for my own lunch spot. He learned real quick that I wasn’t the type to give things up that easy, and since nary one of us like to be called names, we only did it to annoy each other. Sometimes we could go for days using each other’s rightful names.

 

“That means its mama might be lurking around out there in that swamp, see.” His eyes got real big, like he actually wanted it to be so.

 

I gazed at him sideways. “Spikes you do know those things are extinct, don’t you? Miss Allgood taught us all about the dinosaurs last year. She said they’ve been gone since the Ice Age. That means it got too cold for ’em to survive. So there.”

 

“Well, I ain’t saying it is prehistoric or anything.” He nailed the boards together. “I just said it looks like one.”

 

“Oh, I see. Well, it’s probably just a big pelican anyway. Hey, can we stand the table up yet?”

 

“Not yet. We need braces on these legs so it won’t fall down. Go over to Nana’s shed and get me a couple smaller boards while I straighten some more nails out.”

 

Rita-studio pic cropped-croppedMeet the Author:

 

Behind Every Legend Lies the Truth!

Rita Monette was born and raised in Southwest Louisiana. After retiring from her “real” job as an administrative assistant for the State of Michigan, Rita began doing what she always wanted to do…write and draw. Her stories are set in the beautiful, yet mysterious, bayous and swamps of her home state. The Mystery on Lost Lagoon is the fourth book in her Nikki Landry Swamp Legend series, which is based on her childhood. Rita now lives with her husband, four lap dogs, and one lap cat, in the mountains of Tennessee.

 

Connect with Rita:  

Website: 

http://www.ritamonette.com

 

Facebook: 

https://www.facebook.com/RitaMonetteBooks/

 

Amazon US: 

https://www.amazon.com/Rita-Monette/e/B00APOURBI/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1508786247&sr=8-1

 

Goodreads Author Page: 

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6580833.Rita_Monette

 

Blog: 

http://ritamonette.blogspot.ca/

The Wandering God by Joshua Pantalleresco is here.

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Greater Worlds than These

 

Following the events of Stormdancer, The Watcher receives a vision in a dream of a city in turmoil. The dream haunts him, as does the voice that insistently repeats, ‘Help me,’ night after night. Leaving the safety of the tower of scientists behind, the Watcher and his friends embark on their final journey to locate the source of the message and come face to face with their most difficult obstacle yet: doubt. 

Though they trust the Watcher, Kristen and the others can’t help but fear that the voice in his head is driving him mad and leading them all to their deaths. Even the Watcher is afraid. He knows that listening to this voice risks everything he has obtained up until this point, but he can’t help but continue to follow it, driven forward by curiosity and an  instinctive need.

 

Beyond volcanoes, rock people, and deserts of nothing but crystal, lies the City at the End of the World. And there, the Wandering God awaits…

 

Tags: Young Adult, Poetry, Epic, Post-Apocalyptic, Science Fiction, Fantasy, Dragons

 

More info can be found on Amazon

 

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Praise for The Wandering God:

 

“I can say with no hyperbole that The Watcher by Joshua Pantalleresco is, truly, an epic epic.” ~Dirk Manning, author of Tales of Mr. Rhee and Nightmare World

 

“Joshua Pantalleresco paints a stunning and vivid world through poetry and takes the reader on an adventure that is well worth a read.” ~Christine Steendam, award-winning author of the Ocean series and Foremost chronicles

 

Read an Excerpt:

 

now I stand in this space in the dream 

I know this cannot be real 

watching this whole story play in my head 

feeling the presence of someone 

something 

watching with me 

 

“Help me.” 

 

I know the voice when I hear it 

it beckons me to another place 

 

the vision shifts to a city 

like the one I saw at the beginning 

it still stands 

surrounded by barrenness 

it thrives in spite of the growing emptiness around it 

vibrant defiance in an empty world 

those same structures I saw in the dream remain 

pointing up at the heavens 

daring the Wandering God to find them 

 

somehow I know 

that voice will be there 

waiting 

 

“Help me.” 

 

I wake up 

gasping back to life from slumber 

happy to confirm it was only a dream 

 

I look around at the others 

sound asleep 

at peace 

dreaming their tranquil dreams 

 

I am thankful they came for me 

it is nice to know that in this empty place 

you are not alone 

 

I am glad to be with my family 

I wouldn’t trade them for anything 

I close my eyes again I am not alone

 

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Meet the Author and the Illustrator of The Wandering God:

Joshua Pantalleresco writes stuff…and podcasts too. He writes poetry, prose, comics and other mediums as well as hosts his own podcast show Just Joshing available on Itunes. He lives in his own head most of the time, and likes ice cream and baileys.

The Wandering God is his third book through Mirror World Publishing. He lives in Calgary. His webpage is http://jpantalleresco.wordpress.com and his twitter is @jpantalleresco.

 

Florence Chan is an illustrator, designer and 3D modeller from Calgary, Alberta, now living in Toronto, Canada. She is the illustrator of Marilyn Marsh Noll’s ‘Jonathan and the Magical Broomstick’ and Joshua Pantalleresco’s ‘The Watcher’ and ‘Stormdancer’ and has contributed to Jason Mehmel’s comic anthology ‘Fight Comics’ as well as Damian Willcox’s ‘Dorkboy: 1995-2015 Two Dorkades and Counting’.

 

 

20 ways getting your book out there is #worthit

Writing can be a thankless and lonely profession at times. I’ve compiled a list of 20 reasons writing and publishing your book is worth all the trouble. Hopefully this list will help keep you motivated while slogging through that first draft or working on your edits and re-writes.

  1. You come across one of your books on a store or library bookshelf3f28e7fed7e49a2b07ba99c488cfc022
  2. Someone asks you to sign your book
  3. You flip through your book and remember ‘that part’
  4. Re-reading your own book years later
  5. A praise-filled review
  6. A constructive review
  7. Being able to talk about your world and everything in it with someone outside of your own head.
  8. Seeing it in print for the first time.
  9. Designing the cover
  10. Seeing the artist produce the cover of your dreams
  11. Seeing your name on the cover191456-Its-A-Long-Road-But-Its-Worth-It
  12. Finishing the first draft
  13. Finishing the last set of edits
  14. The ‘state of flow’ you get into when you lose yourself in the process
  15. How clever you feel when you come up with ‘a twist’!
  16. When someone tells you they are reading or have read your book.
  17. Google searching your name and finding all the book-related listings
  18. Just getting to call yourself an Author.
  19. Every sale.
  20. Your first royalty check, even if it’s not going to pay the bills.

What reasons do you have that make writing and publishing worth it? Let me know in the comments below!

The Terrible, Mighty Crystal by Sharon Ledwith – Part 1

You are in for a treat! While we read through submissions, you get to read a short story in roughly 10 parts by the talented and prolific Sharon Ledwith, author of The Last Timekeepers series and now the Mysterious Tales from Fairy Falls series. This short story is a prequel to her fantastic time travel series and we’re sure you’re going to love it! Here’s part one:

 

“Please, children, don’t stand too close. The frequency will be too much for your young minds to handle,” Thoth said, waving a long, golden rod topped with a fashioned baboon head.

Shu-Tu stood at the back on her tippy-toes behind her classmates, trying to catch a glimpse of the large six-sided figure known to her people as the mighty crystal. All around them a sparkling metal—the color of storm clouds—lined the walls of the massive domed building to protect and ensure Atlantis’s safety from the crystal’s unpredictable vibratory forces. But even knowing this, Shu-Tu’s scalp prickled incessantly. She craned her neck. Heads—some the size of melons—bobbed up and down in front of her, obscuring her vision. She set her jaw, reached out and grabbed a fistful of red hair belonging to a tall girl with hunched shoulders, standing in the front row. Shu-Tu yanked hard.

“Ouch! Let go, let go!” the girl yelled, stumbling back.

“What goes on here?” a human-animal hybrid with the head of an ibis demanded. “The Crystal Dome is a place of respect!”

Shu-Tu pursed her full lips to one side. Her green eyes swept over the lowly hybrid—a servant of their teacher, Thoth. The hybrid’s long, hooked beak, beady yellow eyes, and s-shaped white-feathered neck moved back and forth in vigilance. Human hands gripped the looped end of a crossed-shaped ankh made of pure orichalcum—the sparkling copper-colored precious metal mined only in Atlantis. The hybrid ruffled his neck feathers, and made a severe clicking sound with his beak.

Shu-Tu shook her head. Her ivory tendrils swept across the back of her neck as she said, “I’m well aware of that. I couldn’t see, so I took care of the problem. There is no disrespect in trying to see my teacher.”

“See, no. But causing harm to others is not respectful, Shu-Tu,” Thoth said, moving through the group of parting students. “And what you give out, you get back, so in essence you are disrespecting yourself, young lady.”

“But…Shu-Tu has a point, Thoth. I couldn’t see either,” the brown-haired girl next to Shu-Tu blurted. “Someone had to move that red-headed giant out of the way.”

Few students giggled, but most remained silent.

“I was not speaking to you, Amiee.” Thoth wagged his rod at her.

“Shall I escort these two trouble-makers outside, Master?” the ibis-headed hybrid asked, bowing.

Thoth turned, making his dark, red robe swirl around his towering frame. “That won’t be necessary, Djeuti, unless…”

“Unless, what?” Shu-Tu interrupted, inclining her head.

“I do not hear an apology coming out of both your mouths,” Thoth replied, his sapphire eyes staring down at them.

 

Cover Reveal: The Mystery on Lost Lagoon (A Nikki Landry Swamp Legend)

That’s right! Book 4 in the Nikki Landry Swamp Legends Series is coming soon! You can pre-order it now from our store as a paperback or ebook. (Or get it now without having to wait if you are a Mirror World Member!!! Find out more about that here.) You can also pre-order it from Amazon, or your favorite major book retailer. The Mystery on Lost Lagoon by Rita Monette officially launches November 17th, 2017!

And here’s the cover…

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Legend has it… if you go onto Lost Lagoon, you never return.

Nikki Landry and her friends are off on a quest to track down the prehistoric-looking bird that’s been flying around a nearby swamp island. However, their plans get sidetracked when they meet a stranger in their small town who seems to have some secrets to hide.

The sleuthing group soon learns of a legend about a hidden lagoon. Is it all connected? Before they can find out, they are kidnapped by a mysterious scientist on a mission of his own.

Is there any truth to the legend that says if you go onto Lost Lagoon, you will never return?  Is the eerie whirlpool that sits waiting to suck you in really a passage to another world?

Join Nikki, her friends, and one neurotic parrot, as they discover the truth behind the Mystery on Lost Lagoon.

Rita-studio pic cropped-cropped

Rita Monette was born and raised in Southwest Louisiana. After retiring from her “real” job as an administrative assistant for the State of Michigan, Rita began doing what she always wanted to do…write and draw. Her stories are set in the beautiful, yet mysterious, bayous and swamps of her home state. The Mystery on Lost Lagoon is the fourth book in her Nikki Landry Swamp Legend series, which is based on her childhood. Rita now lives with her husband, four lap dogs, and one lap cat, in the mountains of Tennessee.

http://www.ritamonette.com 

Now’s your chance to submit to us!

I’m going to try and make this short and sweet because if this post is for you, then you’re likely going to want to get busy putting together your submissions package and emailing it to us!

That’s right, as of RIGHT NOW our general submissions period is OPEN!!!

We’ve talked a lot about what we’re looking for, which you can find here. We’ve also talked about how we review submissions and what sort of things we look at when reviewing them. You can find that information here. And, of course, you can find pretty much everything you need to know on our submissions page, here.

What we haven’t gone into detail about on this blog yet is what you need to send; so here goes!

  1. QUERY LETTER

Please include a query letter with your submission. This can simply be in the body of your email. Your query letter must contain the following:

  • Your name
  • The title of your manuscript
  • The type of work (novel, novella, short story collection, graphic novel, ect.)
  • The genre (make sure it’s a genre we publish by checking our submissions page or our current list of titles.)
  • The word count
  • Your target audience (Adult, Young Adult, Middle Grade, Children’s, ect.)
  • A brief description of your overall concept for the book. This is called ‘The Hook’ If you need help with this part, check out our blog post on pitch-writing here.

If your query letter does not give us all the information we need, we will not be able to review your submission and will send a reply telling you as much.

  1. SYNOPSIS

Along with your query, please send us a one page long summary of your plot. Please make sure to include the following information:

  • The names and brief descriptions of your main characters
  • A brief description or explanation of the setting
  • The inciting incident (what change in your character’s life gets the story moving?)
  • A few examples of obstacles your characters face
  • The climactic moment
  • The ending (how is everything resolved?)

If your synopsis does not contain the information we need, we may not be able to detect if your manuscript is for us. Don’t make us guess, tell us what happens so we can make an informed decision.

  1. SAMPLE CHAPTERS

Along with your query letter and synopsis, please send three sample chapters, or the equivalent so we can get a taste of your writing. When preparing this part to send, please take a good look at your sample to try and determine the following things:

  • Is your opening line intriguing?
  • Is your opening scene engaging?
  • Is your sample relatively error-free?
  • Does your sample make a reader want to keep reading the rest of the book?
  • Is your writing active and engaging?
  • Are there any points that might come across as confusing or unclear to a reader?
  • Is the exposition, or any background information, woven into the story in a natural way?

These are some of the things that may cause us to reject your manuscript. If we detect any of these problems, we will let you know, so you can improve in these areas in the future.
Ok! If you’ve read all this and followed the guidelines, then you are ready to put that package together so what are you waiting for?! Go ahead and submit to us!

Wrapping up 2017 – Here’s what you have to look forward to!

November 1st, 2017

images3‘Tis the season… for Submissions! Here’s another reminder, we’re opening our submissions season November 1st, so if you have a manuscript you think we’ll love, send it our way! We’ve written a whole blog post on this topic and what we’re looking for this year here, so go over and check that out or head over to our website to read over our submissions page. Our whole team is itching to start reading what you have to send us! Submissions will remain open until we’ve found our 2018 line up or the year ends, whichever comes first!

 

November 4th and 5th, 2017

This weekend we’ll be in London, Ontario for the Southwesto Book Expo! We’ll have our entire collection with us, so if there are any books you are looking to pick up and you’re in the region, this is a great opportunity to come out and see us! Also, we’ve been asked by the Expo and the London Writers’ Society to make ourselves available to listen to queries and pitches from authors, so if you’d like to speak to us or hand your submission in IN PERSON this is your opportunity to do so! Either way, we look forward to meeting you!

 

terriblemightycrystal-5101 (1)November 9th, 2017

If you’ve been enjoying the short serial fiction stories on this blog lately, you’ll be pleased to learn that Sharon Ledwith is the author of the next one starting November 9th! Titled The Terrible Mighty Crystal, Sharon’s short serial is a prequel to her well-loved time travel series, The Last Timekeepers.

 

wg1November 13th to 17th, 2017

As you may or may not know, we’ve recently released the finale to Joshua Pantalleresco’s epic series, The Watcher. The third and final book is called The Wandering God and is now available in our store and online wherever you buy books. And, on November 13th, we’re kicking off a blog tour for The Wandering God, so you can learn more about it, read excerpts, get sneak peeks at the art, and read guests posts and interviews from Joshua Pantalleresco about his epic journey in writing this epic series.

 

November 17th to 24th, 2017

Following the blog tour for The Wandering God, we’re pleased to be able to celebrate the launch and blog tour for the fourth installment in the Nikki Landry Swamp Legends Series! Nikki and Snooper are back and this time they’re on an adventure THROUGH TIME in The Mystery on Lost Lagoon! We’ll reveal the cover for this book next week on November 6th,  so keep your eyes open for that!

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Date TBA, 2017

We haven’t yet hammered out an official release date, but we’re pleased to announce that Nate Friedman, author of The Coffee Monster, has another book coming soon! The Last Hockey Fight is a short chapter book for children who like both reading and hockey! Illustrated and written by the author and set in our hometown of Windsor, this book is sure to be hit this holiday season!

 

The Months of November and December, 2017.

It’s that time of year again! We’re hosting our very own holiday SALE!!! So if there are any titles you are waiting to pick up, December is the time to do it! Use code HOLIDAY2017 in our bookstore for 25% off ALL TITLES, paperbacks and ebooks alike!

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