Don't Fall Asleep has an awesome four star (actually hearts) review over at A Moment with Mystee. Woot!
Go read it. Don't make me beg...
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
New Review of Prophecy Moon
Fabulous writer Erin Cole at Erin Cole Writes, has published reviews of my book, Prophecy Moon, and The Man of Shadows, by Angel Zapata. Needless to say, I'm thrilled by such an eloquent review.
Erin Cole's review of Prophecy Moon
Go read it. Yes, I meant right now.
Erin Cole's review of Prophecy Moon
Go read it. Yes, I meant right now.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Author Interview at So, Write
Leading up to the release of her new book, The Soulkeepers, Genevieve Ching of So, Write is doing a series of author interviews. She's interviewing me today! Follow the link over there and say hi!
Author interview at So, Write
While you're there, join Gen's site and cheer her on!
Author interview at So, Write
While you're there, join Gen's site and cheer her on!
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Bernard Pivot Blogfest Today!
Today is the day, the chance to read some fascinating answers around the blogospere to the following ten questions. To see a complete list of people participating, go to Nicole Ducleroir's blog, One Significant Moment At A Time.Jezebel and I came to a compromise concerning this post: she would answer five questions and I would answer the other five. It's up to you to figure out who answered what.
If you don't know who Jezebel is, you might be interested in this interview, where the lovely Karen Schindler met Jezebel for the first time.
Now on to the questions.
1.What is your favorite word?
Anything that needs **** for public decency.
2.What is your least favorite word?
No.
3.What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Sitting down for tea with all of my muses present.
4.What turns you off?
Seeing the cops on my doorstep.
5.What is your favorite curse word?
See question # 1.
6.What sound or noise do you love?
Water splashing in a fountain.
7.What sound or noise do you hate?
Talons scraping the table.
8.What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Being Wonder Woman.
9.What profession would you not like to do?
The Hulk…he's too hard on clothes.
10.If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
"You've lived your life too well. Get outta here."
There you have it...straight from our, uh, mouths. Please go visit the other blogs that signed up for this fun blogfest and make some new friends!
Friday, February 11, 2011
Nothing But Flowers Launch Party!
I'm honored to be a part of a new anthology, Nothing But Flowers. Below is the blurb and an invite to the launch party.
"Nothing But Flowers: tales of post apocalyptic love" is the second offering from Literary Mix Tapes (a quarterly crowd-sourced short fiction anthology inspired by music).
Inspired by the Talking Heads song of the same name, Nothing But Flowers explores the complexities and challenges of love in a post apocalyptic landscape. From plague to fundamentalist governments, comets and war, from terra firma to outer space the people on these pages face up to what it means to love and be loved when you’ve lost everything.
We also have a Facebook launch party… so please join us and invite your friends, too! A ‘yes’ RSVP puts you in the running to win one of four eBooks and a signed paperback.
Nothing But Flowers Launch Party
Please stop by and join the fun!
"Nothing But Flowers: tales of post apocalyptic love" is the second offering from Literary Mix Tapes (a quarterly crowd-sourced short fiction anthology inspired by music).
Inspired by the Talking Heads song of the same name, Nothing But Flowers explores the complexities and challenges of love in a post apocalyptic landscape. From plague to fundamentalist governments, comets and war, from terra firma to outer space the people on these pages face up to what it means to love and be loved when you’ve lost everything.
We also have a Facebook launch party… so please join us and invite your friends, too! A ‘yes’ RSVP puts you in the running to win one of four eBooks and a signed paperback.
Nothing But Flowers Launch Party
Please stop by and join the fun!
Monday, February 7, 2011
Bernard Pivot Blogfest
Nicole Ducleroir over at One Significant Moment At A Time is hosting the Bernard Pivot Blogfest on February 16th.
The list of questions for you to answer look to be fun so I've signed up. The questions are:
1.What is your favorite word?
2.What is your least favorite word?
3.What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
4.What turns you off?
5.What is your favorite curse word?
6.What sound or noise do you love?
7.What sound or noise do you hate?
8.What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
9.What profession would you not like to do?
10.If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
Go on over to her blog for the full explanation and read about the chance to win prizes and sign up!
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Black Hole - #FridayFlash
“Incoming!”
The announcement seemed redundant amidst the bells, whistles and general clatter as the chute opened, spitting out the latest delivery. Olaf sighed, hefting his pitchfork to begin sorting through the new batch. He’d just finished with the last ones.
First, they had to be separated according to size. Determining whether they could be recycled came next. Some were positively indecent, not fit for anything at all. Those went into the fire, but the stench occasionally sent Olaf running to the far corner.
After sorting the remainder by color, Olaf sent them off to the recycle center. There they would be picked apart. He shuddered at the thought. Such a tedious job. He never wanted to be promoted and wind up doing that. Still, it was essential to maintain order in the universe. Everything in its place and all that.
He often wondered what people did with the other sock though, when its mate came up missing. Did they only wear one?
©2010 Laura Eno
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
New Beginnings
Just in case you've missed me lately, I've had a hard time with motivation since the holidays. (If you haven't missed me, keep it to yourself) Between being ill for all of December and now with my #$%& ankle in a #$%& cast, I've let my blog reading and writing slip into the abyss of neglect.
The year of the Hare is now upon us, bringing harmony and flexibility. I thought I'd use it to make a fresh start and get more organized. I'm not sure how disciplined I'll be about sticking to a routine so as to fit in writing, commenting on blogs and waving to people on Twitter and FaceBook as I speed by, but that's my goal. Oh yeah...and reading the milliontytwo books that have come out in the last six months by author friends.
Have you made any changes to your daily routine now that the holidays are over?
The year of the Hare is now upon us, bringing harmony and flexibility. I thought I'd use it to make a fresh start and get more organized. I'm not sure how disciplined I'll be about sticking to a routine so as to fit in writing, commenting on blogs and waving to people on Twitter and FaceBook as I speed by, but that's my goal. Oh yeah...and reading the milliontytwo books that have come out in the last six months by author friends.
Have you made any changes to your daily routine now that the holidays are over?
Monday, January 31, 2011
The Blogging from A to Z April Challenge is Back!
Arlee Bird over at Tossing It Out is bringing back his April challenge - blogging Mondays through Saturdays in April with a different letter of the alphabet each day. As he says:
"You can post essays, short pieces of fiction, poetry, recipes, travel sketches, or anything else you would like to write about. You don't have to be a writer to do this. You can post photos, including samples of your own art or craftwork. Everyone who blogs can post from A to Z."
I'd like to see the #fridayflash group involved in this. Go read Arlee's full post here...I'll wait. While you're there, sign up for it! I know that Rachael Blackbirdsong of Ravenwood has already done so. I'd love to see many more of you signed up...perhaps with artwork or haikus? Short stories or recipes? Yeah, you know I'm talking to you.
To make it really interesting for myself, I'm going to incorporate my #fridayflash into it as well. The Fridays are the letters A, G, M, S and Y, in case you're wondering.
Join in the fun!
Update: Fridayflash people who've joined the fun! (If you've joined, leave me a comment and I'll add you here)
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Heist Outré - #FridayFlash
This was first published at 10Flash in Oct, 2009 so I thought I'd recycle it. I hope you enjoy it for the first (or second) time!
“How bad are you hurt?” They waited, crouched behind some metallic thing that Eddie called a ‘dumpster’. The smell made Tom want to puke.
“My arm feels like it’s on fire. I think the bullet’s still in there too.”
“Bullet? As in ‘metal projectile’? Geez, Eddie. You said we couldn’t get hurt. That’s the only reason why I took this hare-brained trip with you. Why’d you think that robbing a bank would be fun in the first place?”
He’d been on a few adventures before with Eddie. They’d climbed Mount Kilimanjaro just last month, throwing snowballs at each other once they’d reached the top. So, when Eddie suggested going to 20th century New York to rob a bank, Tom thought it might be fun.
“Shh…they’re coming back.”
Eddie’s voice wheezed with pain, his breath rapid and shallow as they watched the cops run down the alley searching for them.
“Come on, before they turn back again. We’ve got to find a better hiding place.” Tom helped Eddie to his feet.
They picked their way through debris that seemed permanently attached to the concrete, checking every doorway they came to. Finally, one opened for them. The cool shadows were a welcome change from the sultry heat outside. No one seemed to be home.
“So how do we get out of this scenario, Eddie?”
“I’m not sure. I think the program has to run to the end.”
“You’re not sure? Didn’t you read the instructions that came with the machine?”
“I glanced at them when I first got it, but that was six months ago.”
Tom threw his friend a disgusted look. “I thought you said you couldn’t get hurt with this Time Game machine, so how’d you get shot?”
“I turned off the safety,” Eddie admitted. “I thought it’d make the experience more realistic.”
“What?” Tom noticed Eddie’s face turn the same shade of red as his hair. Small consolation.
“Well, remember the time we went diving in the coral reefs? You ran out of oxygen and the whole program froze until you changed your tanks? It was kind of disruptive, don’t you think?”
“Yeah, it was, but I lived to complain about the glitch. That’s why the machine has a safety! Oh, never mind about that right now. You’re the history buff. What do you know about this place that might help us get back home?”
Eddie shrugged, wincing as the movement shot pain through his arm. Tom watched the blood drip onto the floor.
“We’ve got to get you some help before you bleed to death. Do you remember how this program ends, or did you even read it all the way through?”
“I read it. I think we’re supposed to meet a stranger or something like that. Okay, I only glanced at it. I’m sorry. Next time I’ll read the whole thing, all right?”
“If there’s a next time, I’m doing the picking – like Australia in the good old 23rd century.” Tom sat on the floor, contemplating what their next move should be.
The door swung open, spilling light into the room. A massive shadow quickly replaced it.
“Good evening, gentlemen. I believe you’re waiting to meet a stranger?”
Eddie could only gape at the large man, but Tom managed to find his voice. “How did you know that?”
“Simple. I represent the company that wrote the program ‘20th Century Bank Heist’.”
“But surely you don’t track each time it’s played,” Eddie stammered.
“No, of course not. However, we are alerted each time it’s played with the safety off. Personally, I’m amazed at the number of people who don’t read the alternate endings, always included with the game, I assure you.”
As the stranger’s eyes began to glow, Tom suddenly realized that bullets were the least of their worries.
“How bad are you hurt?” They waited, crouched behind some metallic thing that Eddie called a ‘dumpster’. The smell made Tom want to puke.
“My arm feels like it’s on fire. I think the bullet’s still in there too.”
“Bullet? As in ‘metal projectile’? Geez, Eddie. You said we couldn’t get hurt. That’s the only reason why I took this hare-brained trip with you. Why’d you think that robbing a bank would be fun in the first place?”
He’d been on a few adventures before with Eddie. They’d climbed Mount Kilimanjaro just last month, throwing snowballs at each other once they’d reached the top. So, when Eddie suggested going to 20th century New York to rob a bank, Tom thought it might be fun.
“Shh…they’re coming back.”
Eddie’s voice wheezed with pain, his breath rapid and shallow as they watched the cops run down the alley searching for them.
“Come on, before they turn back again. We’ve got to find a better hiding place.” Tom helped Eddie to his feet.
They picked their way through debris that seemed permanently attached to the concrete, checking every doorway they came to. Finally, one opened for them. The cool shadows were a welcome change from the sultry heat outside. No one seemed to be home.
“So how do we get out of this scenario, Eddie?”
“I’m not sure. I think the program has to run to the end.”
“You’re not sure? Didn’t you read the instructions that came with the machine?”
“I glanced at them when I first got it, but that was six months ago.”
Tom threw his friend a disgusted look. “I thought you said you couldn’t get hurt with this Time Game machine, so how’d you get shot?”
“I turned off the safety,” Eddie admitted. “I thought it’d make the experience more realistic.”
“What?” Tom noticed Eddie’s face turn the same shade of red as his hair. Small consolation.
“Well, remember the time we went diving in the coral reefs? You ran out of oxygen and the whole program froze until you changed your tanks? It was kind of disruptive, don’t you think?”
“Yeah, it was, but I lived to complain about the glitch. That’s why the machine has a safety! Oh, never mind about that right now. You’re the history buff. What do you know about this place that might help us get back home?”
Eddie shrugged, wincing as the movement shot pain through his arm. Tom watched the blood drip onto the floor.
“We’ve got to get you some help before you bleed to death. Do you remember how this program ends, or did you even read it all the way through?”
“I read it. I think we’re supposed to meet a stranger or something like that. Okay, I only glanced at it. I’m sorry. Next time I’ll read the whole thing, all right?”
“If there’s a next time, I’m doing the picking – like Australia in the good old 23rd century.” Tom sat on the floor, contemplating what their next move should be.
The door swung open, spilling light into the room. A massive shadow quickly replaced it.
“Good evening, gentlemen. I believe you’re waiting to meet a stranger?”
Eddie could only gape at the large man, but Tom managed to find his voice. “How did you know that?”
“Simple. I represent the company that wrote the program ‘20th Century Bank Heist’.”
“But surely you don’t track each time it’s played,” Eddie stammered.
“No, of course not. However, we are alerted each time it’s played with the safety off. Personally, I’m amazed at the number of people who don’t read the alternate endings, always included with the game, I assure you.”
As the stranger’s eyes began to glow, Tom suddenly realized that bullets were the least of their worries.
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