I Need Your Help! (Awards, Voting, and Such)

Hullo, everyone! Happy late Thanksgiving! I know I haven’t posted much lately, but I have some exciting news! Twinepathy has been nominated for TCK Publishing’s 2017 Reader’s Choice Awards! *throws confetti*

I’m super excited about this, but I need your help. Since this is a reader’s choice award, you can vote for Twinepathy to help it win. Just got to the contest website here, go to the YA/Middle Grade Book category (category 12), and vote for Twinepathy! The entries are in alphabetical order. It’s super easy and only takes a minute, and I would really appreciate your vote. Even if you haven’t read Twinepathy yet, you can still vote for it. Every vote helps!

I’d also appreciate if you could help spread the word! Post on social media, tell your friends, and spread the word. The contest is open until December 10, 2017, but don’t wait!

Thank you guys so much! 😀 Also, as a reminder, the Indie Christian Book Sale is now live, so go check it out and pick up some free or bargain books!

 

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Twinepathy (Part 37): Dismissed

Hullo, everyone! I’m going to be honest here and tell you that this part was one of my favorites to write. Just because… well, it was fun. Still working on that special announcement for you guys – hopefully I’ll get that finished soon! 🙂 Check out part one if you’re new.

Everyone in the room goes still, except for Jen, The Finch, and Keller. Jen responsible? Causing amnesia somehow? That seems absolutely ridiculous, but… it’s possible, isn’t it?

“What?!” Blaze nearly shrieks. “That’s nuts!”

I hear a low growl from Anvil‘s direction and turn to see his eyes flashing and his fists clenched. I shrink back in my chair and quickly look over at The Finch. He’s leaning forward, contemplating Jen with an interested look.

Jen sighs. “If I could, I would let you go in my head and see that I had nothing to do with it. But I can’t.”

“You mean you won’t,” Keller says, lifting and eyebrow.

“No, I mean that I can’t,” Jen says firmly. “I told you no one’s ever been able to get in my head. I’ve tried to let people in, and it never works.” She motions to the door. “Com can’t even get in – he has to do a special signal thing.” She gives a lopsided smile that looks a little sad. “I’m not really a telepath, anyways.”

“And how do I know that’s the truth?” Keller retorts.

Jen’s computer starts rattling on her desk, and I see Brooklyn grab her earrings out of the corner of my eye. Everything metal on me – zippers, the little metal circle thingies on my shoes, my empty locket necklace – starts vibrating. Jen leaps to her feet. “Cade, you’re dismissed,” she says firmly.

Cade?

Anvil‘s voice is thick with anger. “Data does. Not. Lie,” he growls, stepping towards Keller. She looks at him, eyes wide, and I think this must be the first time she’s truly been afraid of someone.

“Cade.” Jen’s voice sounds as dangerous as the look in her eye. “You. Are. Dismissed.”

Anvil‘s anger seeps out a little, and the metal in the room stops vibrating. He exhales slowly, then spins on his heel and disappears through the door. Jen relaxes and sits back down in her chair. “Back to it, then. Keller, I can’t prove—”

Keller holds up a hand. “Stop. You’re just going to completely ignore what just happened? He…”

“He did nothing,” Jen says calmly. “You made him angry, but nothing happened, and he didn’t threaten you.”

Keller stares at Jen, then rubs her forehead. “Right. Sure. Go on, then.”

“I can’t prove that I’m not involved,” Jen says quietly. “But we need you if we’re going to find out who is behind it, and as much as I’m sure you hate to admit it, you can’t do it on your own.” Jen leans forward and looks Keller in the eye. “You need us, Keller. Will you join?”

Keller looks from Jen to Maddie, then back to Jen. She sighs. “No, I won’t.” Jen straightens, and Keller continues. “Oh, I’ll help you find this jerk. But I’m not going to join this group. I don’t do well with rules or other people or their secrets.” She gives Jen a pointed look. “I’ll help, but I’m keeping my independence. Got it?”

How can she bargain like that with Jen? Jen’s frowning, but she has a look of quiet respect, too. “We have a deal.” She offers a hand to Keller, and they shake on it.

I clear my throat, and Jen turns to look at me. “I just have one question. Where’s Volt?”

Please Help Me Yet Again!

Hey, everyone! As you may or may not know, I am horrible at naming inventions. Horrible. Almost as bad as I am at coming up with them. But, nevertheless, I actually did come up with a couple of inventions, and I’m looking for some help naming them.

First off, there is the… weird saddle-shaped flying machine. I am currently calling it a “transporter”, but I’m looking for a catchier *cough*smarter-sounding*cough* name. Basically, it’s the first flying machine the fantasy world I’m writing in has ever seen. It’s shaped like an English saddle (more specifically, a dressage saddle… if anyone knows what dressage is…)…

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…like so, except it’s solid metal, and it goes down farther (the size of a 5.563′ teen guys’ legs, basically), and it the sides go all the way back. And… um, it flies. Any name ideas would be greatly appreciated. 😀

Second, I have these cell-phone-like devices. Like miniature Skype devices. They’re used to communicate. And it’s pretty easy for me to explain what they look like, because they’re basically pocket watches that have been repurposed and refitted with a small circular screen and a little buttons. And… I already edited a picture of what the outside looks like.

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Help! Any ideas? Share below! What do you think of the inventions (and my pocket watch Photoshop engraving skills)? Do you know what dressage is? Comment!

Tales From The Writer’s Desk: A Little Help Here!

You step into the office you’ve become so familiar with, eyeing the book room. You want to get back to some more stories, but Bri said she needs to talk to you first. “You wanted to see me, Bri?” you ask.

Bri looks up from her laptop and stops humming. She pauses the song playing. “Yes, I do. Have a seat.”

You sit down in the interview chair, a little nervously. “What was that song? I didn’t recognize it.”

Her face flushes, embarrassed. “The Song of the Cebu. It’s – it’s a VeggieTales song.”

You hold back your laughter as Bri quickly continues. “Anyway, I need help. I just finished that series of interviews with the main characters of the Teen Warrior series and I have a huge list of other people to interview. I don’t know which one to start with, so I need you to help me decide which ones to do next. I’d like for you to pick out some of the ones that sound interesting to you. And I need some new questions, too. Do you think you can help?”

Please comment below with suggestions for interview questions! Your question could appear in a future interview. And vote on the poll for who you think should be interviewed next. Choose your three favorites, and feel free to comment on why you chose them! See the previous interviews for reference:

Slade     Iris     Wilson     Ellis     Haven