What’s new for 2015

What’s new for 2015

What’s new for SPMG in 2015? A whole lot! This is just a hint of what is to come!   Brooklynn’s Bridge by KT Hunter This YA adventure by newcomer KT Hunter is now available through Amazon. Go check it out!   Bride Price by Sean Little This much anticipated eBook will soon be available in print.   Standing In The Wind’s Shadows by Ashleigh Galvin Did you love Birth By Fire’s Embrace? The sequel is almost here. Stay tuned.   Garrett Baldwin – Mister Right In Front Of You He has been working on his rewrites – this is still with him. No updates.   And Yet Love Lives On by John Donahue Look for the collection of inspired short stories by spring!   The Box by Jon Arnts This sci-fi thriller will take you to the edge of the galaxy via the edge of your seat! Stay tuned for more!   Kidtropolis eBook and 2nd Edition by Ray Brown Due to demand, this much loved children’s story is set for release in eBook format and for those who didn’t snatch up a copy before, a second edition of the beautiful print book will be available soon!   The Fate Series – by F. Sharon Swope and Genilee Parente The mother-daughter duo is back with the third and final installment of the Fate series – as well as all new collectors editions for all three books.   Yes. 2015 will be that cool. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Like this:Like...

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Now Available! Kidtropolis

Now Available! Kidtropolis

 by Ray Brown I was watching television one night back in 2003, and a Saturn commercial came on; the commercial showed four young adults, probably in their twenties, driving through a neighborhood in a Saturn Ion.  As they drove through the neighborhood, they noticed children jumping rope, swinging from jungle gyms, and playing all kinds of games. There were hundreds of them! Every yard was full of children. The young adults looked on with fascination as they continued driving.  Finally they came to the end of the neighborhood, and before them was an open road and on the side of the road there was a sign that said, “NOW LEAVING CHILDHOOD, ENTERING ADULTHOOD.” The young adults turned around. It was one of the greatest commercials I had ever seen.  What it did was cause me to reflect on an idea for a story that I had while in elementary school.  An idea that came in the form of a question really: “What if there was a town where everything was run by kids, and Adults were not allowed?” I had forgotten about that question until I saw that commercial. At that moment Kidtropolis was born. But it couldn’t be that simplistic; it had to be more than that.  I ran through a lot of possibilities from a mysterious island in the middle of nowhere, to another dimension.  Then my daughter asked me the dreaded question: where do babies come from? I did what most of fathers do when their kids ask that question–I said “Go ask your mother.” But then it hit me! What if Kidtropolis IS where babies come from?  So I started plotting and before long I had the concept fleshed out.  Kidtropolis would not only be the place where babies come from, but it would be made up of collective minds of every woman everywhere that ever desired to have kids.  So if every child in Kidtropolis is made up of a thought in their mommy’s brain, it’s the mommy that determines whether it’s a boy or a girl, and what the child will look like, its personality, and purpose. The catch: the child cannot be born until Mommy and Daddy AGREE (wink-wink). What about the story?  I decided to tell this story through the eyes of my own daughter, who struggles with a mild case of Cerebral Palsy and can’t walk normally… YET.  So I decided to send her on an adventure, a quest to not only discover the truth about where babies come from, but to discover the truth about who she is and to find the courage to become who she was born to be. Throughout the story I have interwoven various myths...

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Birth By Fire’s Embrace

Birth By Fire’s Embrace

A taut fantasy for all ages, Birth by Fire’s Embrace explores how drastically things can change when the world that lies just beyond our senses begins to surface. When all that is familiar vanishes from Shar’s life, she begins to look inside and find the strength and courage to carry on in a harsh world, and look towards another world that lies ahead. Available in all formats! Learn more at Ashleigh’s website: http://ashleighgalvin.wordpress.com/ Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Like this:Like...

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Heron’s Path by Alethea Eason: (sample)

Check out this sample from the upcoming young adult fantasy novel Heron’s Path by Alethea Eason: — — — On a hot day in September I found Celeste’s clothes scattered all over the barn, one shoe upside down next to Papa’s forge and the other inside a milking pail. Her yellow dress hung from a ladder like a bird suspended in midair. I pulled the dress down by its hem and three tiny blue feathers, nearly the same shade as my sister’s eyes, drifted down to the dusty floor. I caught one of them in my hand; I stood there puzzling over what might have happened that morning to make her run off again. I felt alone, as though a wind had come up and peeled Celeste from the earth. I told myself that she was playing the same old game she’d scared us with so many other times, but this loneliness—so odd and new—followed me like a ghost as I ran outside and shouted for Papa. I was afraid he wouldn’t come; I’d find our cabin gone, and I’d be without any family at all. Papa searched the woods. I took our dog, Rufus, and ran up and down the river bank. When I found no trace of her I followed Papa into the trees where there were more shadows than seemed right. I didn’t dare go in very far and kept circling the places Celeste and I knew well. I heard Olena’s voice in my head telling me stories. Her words dripping slowly the way honey falls from a spoon. Her stories always made me uneasy. She believed in ghosts, the last traces of the Old Ones, who were a part of the breath and spirit of the rocks and trees, of the river Talum, and the surrounding woods. But the wei-ni-la, the darker ones, were the shadows to really fear. They were ancient too, and lived in the empty spaces of the woods, filling them with whispering. All afternoon Celeste’s name echoed through the trees as Papa and I called for her. Finally, his shouting changed and Rufus started to bark furiously. I was so tired my legs were shaking. I was running on legs that wouldn’t work. When I finally found them, Papa was half way up a steep gully with Celeste draped over his shoulder. Her hair, a skein of golden thread unraveling almost to the ground, was the only thing that covered her. I thought she looked newly born or newly dead. “Is she all right?” I asked. My lips were dry and hurt when I spoke, and my words felt like spittle as they came out of my mouth. All Papa could...

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