I’ve recently joined several promotions through My Book Cave that have been working out fabulously! By signing up for the No Wyverns Publishing newsletter, a copy of Myth or The Mayan Ruins can be downloaded for free. So far it has been a very successful promotion – if you are interested in signing up, see below. (But hurry, the promotions are ending soon!) Read on!
Yay! After much compiling, formatting, and proofing…my first collection of short stories is finally published!
I am so excited to have these stories out. I am a lover of short fiction, my first story ever published online was a piece of flash fiction. As the description says, they are “tales of fantasy, science fiction, and the obscure.” Some of the work has appeared previously on this blog over the years, while other stories are new and unpublished.
For the cover design, I wanted to incorporate the new-and-improved No Wyverns Publishing logo. The background text is a loop of the titles of the twenty-two stories contained in this book. I plan to publish more anthologies of short fiction in the future that will use this same layout…eventually becoming a box set! (Oh, the plans…the plans…)
Here is an excerpt from one of my favorite stories included, “The Last Machinist.”
I have searched countless years, scouring the globe for an object that probably doesn’t even exist.
Jen-Li stared at the wrinkled page of her sister’s last journal entry. It trembled in the whipping wind that invaded the abandoned living quarters, howling as it broke through the cracked windows. The room was so cold. Bitter and lonely, as though resentful for being left in such a state. A thin layer of dust covered the overturned furniture and broken dishes like downy, providing just enough protection against the raging elements outside. Removing her gloves, Jen-Li traced the sentence with her finger, leaving a muddled smear of letters in its wake. She wiped it again for the last time so that it would belong to her alone. So that this idea that her sister pondered became nothing but a blur, just like the stain of runny ink on her fingertips that would eventually wash away.
“What does it say?” Terra asked from the doorway. Her small frame was swallowed by her heavy coat, transforming her into a bulky, short stump of a ten-year-old. Her blue eyes shone fiercely from the depths of her fur-lined hood. She could read her mother’s body language too well.
Whisking the withered journal in her arms, Jen-Li closed it with a loud clap. A cloud of dust sauntered up to her face, burning her freckled nose as she hacked on the taste. The sound seemed to startle the frozen room as another wave of dust trickled from the ceiling and into her damp auburn hair.
“I wanted you to stay in the mech,” she said, peering out the frosted window glass as she replaced her gloves. Her mech was still there, motionless and protected beneath the ancient fir tree on the edge of the abandoned drive. She looked up at the splitting beams of her sister’s last known dwelling place. “This place is falling apart.”
“Did Aunt Nina find it?” Terra pressed. Her voice sounded on the precipice of panic.
“I don’t know,” Jen-Li replied sharply before she caught herself, realizing that her own voice sounded strained. That was not her job, not her duty as Terra’s mother, to sound afraid. That was not who she was. That was not the tone of this journey that had taken them from the warmth of home to this wasteland. Jen-Li recovered and joined her daughter in the entryway. “But we will find out.”
Hello, I’m here!
It’s been a whirlwind of a year so far, that’s for sure. I had my second daughter in March (hello, Esper!) and only just recently reclaimed my late-night writing/editing/business time after the kids go to sleep. (That’s right, my baby is sleeping through the night. Huzzah!) So things are in motion…it may be slow motion, but it’s onward and upward from here.
There are several projects in the works that will be released this summer. AND, have you noticed the amazing logo at the top of this post? No Wyverns Publishing has a brand new logo and website design and I LOVE it. Now I can finally go swag-purchasing-crazy. (No Wyverns shirts, anyone?)
In other news….the e-book for Myth will be on sale for .99 from June 23-30….so grab it while you can! I’m super excited about this sale, this is my first paid promotion that I have invested in. Several e-book deal sites will be including Myth in their daily deals email blast, which enables me to reach many, many more potential readers. Fingers crossed, I’ll post results after the promotion ends, which hopefully will be filled with many smiley faces and exclamation points.
Lastly, I’ve only planned one event (so far!) for 2017, and that’s the NW Book Festival in Portland, OR on July 29th. I attended this event last year and had great success, not only selling books but meeting other authors, as well. I’ll be at booth 45, over in the shady area by the Starbucks (hmmm, how convenient!) It’ll be hot. Guaranteed.
That’s all for now, check back for more frequent posts – I promise!
This is a busy time for Myth! I can’t believe the book has been out a month a half and I’m already very pleased with how it has been selling. I want to keep the ball rollin’! In addition to the Goodreads Giveaway that ends next week, Myth will also be on a Kindle Countdown Deal from September 10-16!
What’s a Kindle Countdown Deal? For a short amount of time, the usual retail of the Kindle version of Myth ($4.99) is reduced. It starts out at .99, then up to $1.99 a few days later, then $2.99, etc…until reaching back to the normal retail on the 17th. It’s a very popular promotion in the Kindle Direct Publishing world and I want people to take advantage of it! (And hopefully leave a review!)
I’ve been looking for ways to expand the blog and thought doing a few book reviews would be a great addition (also it will encourage me to read more *bad author Erin*). So without further ado – here’s my first book review on No Wyverns!
I had the pleasure of meeting Michelle at the Northwest Book Festival last month in Portland, Oregon. It’s always great to meet another Fantasy writer and we connected a few weeks later to exchange stories.
Here’s a short synopsis for “Broken Angel”~
Daeris believed the ancients were the wisest elves, totally devoted to Alfheim’s ruling family. Why wouldn’t she? She had grown up listening to songs and stories praising the ancient’s wisdom and how past kings and queens had prospered, heeding the ancient’s advice. Not until her mother’s murder does she question their loyalty and finds the ancients are not what they seem. No one, especially her father, will listen even when presented with evidence. What will it take to convince them of the enemy with in their ranks, and if she can, will it be in time?
I really loved Michelle’s descriptions in this book – the details truly take you there, whether it’s a cozy kitchen with the smell of warm scones or a bubbling stream in a quiet forest. Daeris is a fiery protagonist but vulnerable as well as she tries to find her place in both the human and magical realms she encounters. I love that there is a wide variety of mystical creatures in this book, from brownies to gods. It’s a different take on human/magical creature interaction and I liked it. I was left wanting to know what happened next (always good in a series), as there is much more ahead of Daeris in her journey.
You can get a copy of “Broken Angel” on Amazon here!
About the author~
Michelle Craig Snively has always believed there was some truth to myths and, in her world, myths are the norm. When her children were young, instead of wanting a book read, they begged to hear an impromptu story about their pet dragon, Pete, who would fly into their room and whisk them off on an adventure visiting gnomes, sprites, and other forms of fae folk. She amused family and friends with her observations of animal antics and was advised many times to write a book to share her creative imagination. February 2016 she published Broken Angel which received an honorable mention at the Northwest Book Festival shortly after.
Author links~ (pssst, follow her Facebook page! She posts great deals on her books!)
Finally, it’s here!
It feels like forever ago we released Myth for pre-order only…and now release day is finally here! Both the e-book and the print version are live to purchase today. I hope you all love it and please, share with your friends!
Get your copy of Myth here!
The water dripped down the window, stripping away the condensation and revealing the red snow beyond the glass. Red like bright new blood, alive and fleeting. It fluttered through the air and stuck to the glass, glistening like fire that simply melts away. Danielle laid beneath the window, still rousing from sleep. She watched the water drip steadily down the glass until she could not deny what laid beyond the walls. Today, she would be the queen. And tomorrow, she would not.
The red snow only fell every hundred years. Sometimes it would take longer, sometimes less. There was no predicting it as much as the historians tried. Danielle came from the line in wait, the children raised only in anticipation of that snowy red morning. Because on those rare red days, the reigning monarch was locked away, to pray and plead with the gods for the cursed snow to disappear. Fearing the chaos that could ensue from that one day left without charge, Danielle’s ancestors had been chosen to fill the role. And that meant today, Danielle was the queen of the red snow.
Somehow, she had known this would happen to her. Every night Danielle went to bed in anticipation of it, wondering if tomorrow was the day or the day after that. She had trained herself to enjoy an extra beat of darkness each morning before opening her eyes. She had known this dread her whole life, as though red had been following her invisibly, a shadow in the dark. Most of her ancestors did not know the red snow, raised only to wait and then die. Some of them did reign uneventfully. And some of them raged.
She heard the trumpets in the distance, signaling the new queen. Danielle visualized the monarch being walked down the long hallways, locked away and powerless for that one day. There was no turning back now. Danielle rose from her bed and looked outside at the sheet of red snow. She only had one thing to decide now. Should she reign? Or should she rage.