#Read about Guest #Author B B Free.

Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog

BB FreeHello everybody! I’m excited and honored to be featured in this blog. It’s a wonderful opportunity to introduce myself to you.

I’ll start by saying that I have dedicated the better part of my adult life to nurturing the love of reading in children. I have been an elementary school teacher for 17 years in Miami, Florida. I have a Masters in Reading, and my areas of focus have always been reading, writing, and English as a second language.

I am one of those people fortunate enough to make a living at something I love. Books, words, pen and paper have been in my life since I knew what each meant, so it was simply cosmic orchestration that I should feel a calling to share that with children.

Many times in the course of my life, I attempted to pour feelings, anecdotes, dreams, nightmares and fantasies into journals, and they…

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House Arrest- A poem & extract from my novel, “The Defeatist” (FREE today)

A great novel for people living with domestic abuse and co-dependence.

Sophie Bowns

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House Arrest :

The ticking clock is deafening in the silence of the room

I lie along the sofa, overwhelmed by my sense of doom

I don’t know what’s happening; my legs don’t feel like my own

I am now a stranger in the place I once called my home

I’m afraid of what might be said, or what Joe’s mood will be

And when he arrives home from work, he won’t have time for me

I’ve forgotten how to sleep; he hates my restlessness at night

I’m tempted to doze in the guest room, I can’t bear another fight

I’m the one to blame, the reason our relationship is disintegrating

I still love Joe, I wouldn’t…

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A Room Full of Friends

A Room Full of Friends

By Aleta Kay

© July 28, 2015

Rory looked around his antique shop. He nodded to his customers, smiling as they meandered, checking the prices on the roll-top desks, secretaries, rocking chairs, and old lamps. He was proud of his lighting, the candles creating the ambience of a bygone era.

Mr. Despero approached him with a puzzled look on his face. Pointing to a life-like figure sitting in one of the rockers, he said, “That mannequin doesn’t really look like a mannequin. Where did you find one so life-like?”

Rory half-smiled and shuffled his feet. “I have a secret source for my mannequins. I’ve always been a lonely man, too shy to make friends.”

Mr. Despero looked again at the form sitting in the rocker, then let his gaze drift around the room. There were more such forms, some appeared to be children, some ladies, some men, with a teenager in one or two poses. Where had the proprietor found such life-like mannequins? They looked real, right down to their facial expressions.

Other customers began to notice. Oh, this was going well, Rory thought. People were buying things, but the big draw was the artificial population of the store.

One by one the customers left as the afternoon drew to a dusky close. Turning the closed sign out, Rory locked the door and turned back to his shop.

He stopped by the oversized rocker first and patted the hand of its occupant. “Well, friend, it appears we have success. You were quite a hit.” Next he went to the little boy which he had sat at a child’s table. “There you are, Bobby. Ready for a game of checkers? I see they are all laid out.” He made his rounds around the room, nodding in satisfaction as he went.

When he reached the lady with the layers of ragged clothing and the woolen cap pushed down on her curly hair, he noted that she looked sad. “There, there, Dolly. It’s all better now, you know. You have no more worries, and you aren’t homeless any more. I rescued you, fixed you up, and gave you a home. And look around you, my dear. You are surrounded with friends. I wonder if I could create a new cast to change your countenance? I’ll have to see what I can do.”

He really didn’t have any more room for new homeless friends, the ones he had put out of their misery, skinned, preserved, and given a home.

All rights reserved. Please do not reblog or share. I may try to get it published in an online short story magazine. Please do let me know what you think. All feedback is welcome as long as it is constructive, even if you don’t like it.

Uplifting Tuesday-Help Somebody

This one hits us where we live–a large portion of us, anyway.

My Daily Musing

Reblogged From Inspire 21,

Help Somebody

It was a cold winter’s day that Sunday. The parking lot to the church was filling up quickly. I noticed as I got out of my car that fellow church members were whispering among themselves as they walked to the church.

As I got closer I saw a man leaned up against the wall outside the church. He was almost laying down as if he was asleep. He had on a long trench coat that was almost in shreds and a hat topped his head, pulled down so you couldn’t see his face.

He wore shoes that looked 30 years old, too small for his feet, with holes all over them, his toes stuck out. I assumed this man was homeless, and asleep, so I walked on by through the doors of the Church.

We all enjoy fellowship for a few minutes, and…

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There is no rule on how to write

A little encouragement here for those scenes that fight to be written.

G.L. Cromarty

Sometimes when we write, the ideas tumble out in a dizzy onslaught that our fingers can barely keep pace with. Perhaps we are doing something unassuming, such as a task that does not require our mind’s involvement, and a scene unravels in such rapid and startling detail that we dash off for our computer, or failing that a trusty pen and pad.

At other times we have done some planning, and we know roughly what needs to transpire in a scene. We sit down at our keyboard with predetermined intent.

There are two ways this can go in my opinion.

Sometimes the story chugs out like train carriages passing through a station. The ideas are orderly. They flow into one another without urgency, but always the next waits to fall into place just as you need it. You can see where you are, but only the next sentence is ever revealed. I often find this style yields the most surprises…

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Satan’s Bid For Your Child Part 3


Many of you do not know what your kids are reading. You have not checked. You have no idea, so I will have to tell you. I’m going to open a few of the books. I will not say the bad words. I’ll just spell them. Kay’s note: I won’t spell them; I’ll just allude to the fact there is cursing in the noted passaged.

NEW WORLDS AHEAD is used in the seventh grade. Included is a story, “The stray Kitten” by Richard Wright. Page 54, “Kill that D- thing.” Page 55, “I had my first triumph over my father. I had made him believe that I had taken his words literally. He could not punish me now without risking his authority. I was happy because I had at last found a way to throw my criticism of him into his face.” Another story in the book is called, “The Blue Serge Suit.” Page 414, “D- asthma.” Page 416, the D word is used twice. That’s seventh grade reading!

VOICES IN LITERATURE(I) is used in grade nine. “Shoe Shine” by Jerome Weidman, page 21: God’s name is taken in vain. “The Long Night” by Lowell Blanton, page 84: the D word is used. “The Invisible Aborigine” by Eugene Burdick, page 205: the D word is used Page 209, the D- word is used. On page 235 parental authority is questioned. “The Sissy from Anaconda,” page 352:  the same expletive is used, then hell as a curse word.

Ladies and gentlemen, not only is this bad language and bad English, it is not culture! It is neither refined nor scholarly! We are a little above this kind of crudeness. Not only does it prick our religious and spiritual convictions, it pricks our culture!

We are just getting started. Because you won’t check on your children’s required reading, I have to read it for you. THEMES IN LITERATURE is used in the tenth grade. “The Colt” by Wallace Stegner, page 127: uses God’s name as a curse twice.

Before you start criticizing me, and before you say that our kids are not having to read stuff like this, remember, I have the poll from this morning. Before some of you school teachers say, “Well, I teach school and that’s not going on,” don’t forget, you go to just one school. I have the poll! I’m going to give you the goods in a minute, so don’t shut your ears. I’m trying to help you and your kids.

Also in “The Colt,” page 128: the D word is used again. In “Mateo Falcone” by Merimee, the father kills his own son. WESTERN LITERATURE: THEMES AND WRITERS, “The Out Station” by W. Somerset Maugham, page 83: someone is told to go to the place where the devil will spend eternity, the D word is used three times, and God’s name is taken in vain once. There are fifteen counts of profanity and murder in this one story on page 83.

In “On the Sidewalk Bleeding” by Evan Hunger, pages 105-111, a gang member is stabbed and the whole story describes how he lays on the sidewalk and bleeds to death. OF MICE AND MEN by John Steinbeck has been required reading in numbers of schools in this area. Page 24: Hell is used as a curse word, and God’s name is used a curse word. (My Bible says that you are not to take the name of Lord God in vain). Not one time are my children going to sit in school and hear anybody curse my God anymore! You don’t have to let yours to that either. Page 48: God’s name is again used as a curse word. Page 56: Someone is called the son of a prostitute. (The actual word is used. I won’t even spell the word or make lines for it. Adults know what that word is, and kids don’t need to know.) On page 83 a brothel is mentioned in its more commonly known name; Jesus’s name is used as a curse word; and on page 94, God’s name is taken in vain again and someone is called a son of a female dog in heat.

SOUL ON ICE by Eldridge Cleaver, page 159 uses the N word for black people and sons of female dogs in heat.

You can sit there in anger if you want to, but I’m trying to help your kids! I’m doing it at the risk of your becoming angry. Yet, if I lose half the deacon board and two-thirds of the members, there’s one thing I’m going to do: I will try to save your kids for Jesus’ sake. I’m not mad at anybody but the devil, but I’m weary of this crowd of left-wingers, sex perverts, and Sweden-oriented teachers who are taking over our schools and ruining our kids. If you are not one of those, I am not talking about you, but there are thousands of them. It’s getting worse all the time. This kind of garbage is what they are requiring our kids to read. I haven’t even started yet really. I wish I had time to read you much more. Let’s go further.

SOUL ON ICE, page 160: “I will not be free until the day I can have a white woman in my bed and a white man minds his own business.” I can’t even read all of this.

THE GAPES OF WRATH by John Steinbeck, published by Viking Press, Page 27 has two curse words in close proximity. You’re not checking, are you? Listen to me! You ought to say, “My child is not going to be subject to this anymore!” Kay’s note: we have become so inured to this kind of language in the books we read as adults, in the stuff we watch on television and in movies, that we ignore it in our kids’ movies. I remember watching the movie “The Bad News Bears” when it first came out, starring Jodie Foster and Tatum O’Neil when they were kids. There were little kids cursing in that movie. I was appalled. I think it’s time for parents who care about their kids to contact Disney and Hollywood and demand that they stop putting trash in movies that are supposed be for children! Family movies ought not to have that trash in them either.

You say, “Brother Hyles, that’s not taking place here.” Oh? Well, maybe I have the goods on you. This morning 230 of our high schoolers were asked this question: Have you been asked to read such books as OF MICE AND ME, SOUL ON ICE, THE GRAPES OF WRATH, CATCHER IN THE RYE, or any other book that includes cursing? “Yes” was the answer given by 35% of our young people. You didn’t know that, did you? Here is the sad thing: seventy-eight said they’d been asked to read such literature, and 51 of them did so. This means two out of three of our best kids didn’t have the courage enough to say no. Do you know why they didn’t? In many cases, they have moms and dads at home who wouldn’t back them up. There are teenagers in this room tonight who come to me weeping because they want to do what is right but their parents want them to be “accepted” in the public high school or junior high school.

Another note from Kay: I know our kids will hear bad language anyway, but if we allow it in our homes they will think we approve of it. If we approve of it, they will not be bothered by it and may use the same language themselves. What is okay in the world should not neccessarily be okay in our homes.

Also, any time we say “God” and we’re not talking to Him or about Him, we’re using His name in vain (without a purpose, or to no avail), so OMG, for a Christian should end with the G being “goodness,” or “gracious,” not God.

What else is the devil teaching your child?

Next segment to be posted Wednesday, July 29, 2015.

“And if you think that’s funny…” Writing dialog that does more than tell a story.

Keys to writing great dialoge. reblogged from wofeauthor.wordpress.com. Great site.

S.L. Shelton

WakingWolfeKindleHe dropped, exhausted, into the chair next to my writing desk, his low rider holster digging rudely at the fringe of the cushion. “I heard what you said about me.”

“Get over it,” I muttered without missing a keystroke.

He leaned forward and sneered at me. I felt his glare boring into the side of my head. “You made me sound like damned amateur,” he said, separating out each syllable. “I wouldn’t even trust me based on that.”

I stopped typing and breathed in a cleansing breath before turning to him, smiling. “Get over it,” I whispered and then winked.

When I turned to resume typing, he stood abruptly. Though I continued to type, I wondered if he was about to cross the room and give me a beating. A mild wave of relief flooded my chest as he stomped away.

“Payback’s a bitch,” he said under his breath…

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Very good advice here. Want to keep this handy.

Jane Bwye

Sound advice indeed, Carol Hedges, especially #1!
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So you’ve published a book – congratulations! And now you’re sitting back and waiting for the money to roll in. Sorry – that’s not how it works! Writing a book and getting it published, by whatever conduit you use, is only the start. To get any sales, you have to make people aware of your masterpiece. In this guest post (thank you Jane B.), I’m exploring some of the ways I use to promote my work, because unless you are out there, loud and proud, nobody will notice you.
1. Social Media: Most of my sales come from Twitter. And practically all come from people recommending the books to other readers, and that comes from me chatting, interacting and posting funny stuff. In other words, I’m a friend first, an online character second, and a writer selling books third.
2. Press…

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