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Feeback: How to get it, how to give it

Feedback: How To Give It, How To Get It by Jo Sparkes ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ BLURB: Feedback … a kinder word for criticism, is an organic component to life. When a toddler learns to walk, he falls. He screams, cries – and persists. What would happen to the human race if he gave up after a few bumps? Before we could read self-help books, before we could understand a language and sit in a classroom, we learned by trial and error. “Feedback” is the natural teaching process. It’s how the creator set it up. It’s how the world actually works. Here, at last, is a simple process for getting the most from all the feedback the world offers us. ~*~  Please welcome Jo Sparkes to Of Ink and Quille. Today she's stopped  by in her impressively busy schedule to tell us what inspired her to write her current book: Feedback - A Writer's Guide to Spinning Gold. Welcome, Jo. What inspired this book? I was teaching screenwriting at a college, and a teenager asked a question....

Join us At The Beach

Starting Sunday May 6th, Beachwalk Press' amazing authors are hosting free reads on their blogs. Each week a new story will be posted by each author. All with the theme of At The Beach, these steamy, sexy shorts will tantilize you and have you wishing you were at the beach! http://tamariasoana.blogspot.com/  Sand, Sun, and Sex by Tamaria Soana Sunday May 6th http://elisewhyles.blogspot.ca/ Mr. Right Now - a sexy paranormal by Elise Whyles Monday May 7th http://tstillwagon.wordpress.com/  by Theresa Stillwagon Monday May 7th

Available Now

Available now from Beachwalk Press Forsaken Heart is now available from Beachwalk Press. To read an excerpt click here Want a chance to win a copy of it? Everyone who signs up for the Forsaken Newsletter between May 1 and May 15th will be entered to win a signed print copy. Where is the signup you ask just head on over to our website and sign up and you'll be entered to win as well as you'll get the insider's view of what's up and coming within the Forsaken Realms. Forsaken Series website

Coming Soon!

Forsaken Heart by Elise Whyles The Forsaken Series , Book 1 Genre(s): Erotic Paranormal Romance Digital ISBN: 9781937325244 Length: Category Publication Date: April 16, 2012 Price: $4.99 Punished for sins not her own, can a mortal claim her vampire mate? The world of immortals must unite to save both themselves and the mortals they co-exist with from an ancient evil. For Bede MacTaggert this means trusting in the warrior sent for her sister—a man of mystery, of power, and one who could easily sweep her into a world she's destined to be part of. An imperial guard to the king of vampires, Gawain has always tuned out the needs of the flesh. Dedicating himself to the service of the royals, he's lived on the fringes of his people for centuries. Now he's forced from the shadows and into the arms of a woman who will awaken his heart and body to a passion unequaled. Content Warning: sexy alpha vampire, explicit sex, violence Read An Excerpt

Going out of My Mind

An interview with Kellie Stone Welcome. Going Out of My Mind By Kellie R. Stone “ Don't think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity. It's self-conscious, and anything self-conscious is lousy. You can't try to do things. You simply must do things.” ~ Ray Bradbury I have always been creative. And, you know what “they” say: Write what you know. On my journey as a women’s life coach, I was forced to come to grips with my own areas of self-doubt and complacency. One area was desperately flawed…the one that repeatedly said, “Kellie, you have to be good at everything, teach everything, share everything!” As much as I wanted to believe I could be all that, I couldn’t. “So, what are you REALLY good at?” I asked myself. “Creating and making things more beautiful,” the REAL me answered. It was during that candid self-chat, I realized my target, my focus, was about to change. Instead of being all things to all people, I had to be who I was meant to be- a woman who unders...

Moonlight at Water's Edge

Moonlight streaked across the rolling waves. Warm water lapped at her ankles as she stared out over the water. Hot, sultry, the winds tangled in her hair, kissing her neck. Kneeling, she dropped the single red rose in the surf, the flower blurred by the tears in her eyes. A hand pressed against her abdomen, the band of gold cool against her flesh. Beneath her touch, her baby kicked. Laughing through her tears, she turned to stroll back along the wet sand to the lawn chair open beneath the palm trees. “Tears? Are you sad, this night my love?” She smiled at the warmth and devotion in the rich baritone. Lifting her hand she clasped his hand, pulling him closer. “How can I be sad this night, my darling? We’re together and we will always be now. Nothing can separate us.” “To eternity then,” he handed her a frosty glass and tapped its rim with his own. “To eternity, love, and our son.” “To love and our son.” She sipped at the spicy fruit drink, her eyes on the waves. Yes, ...