Years ago, when I was young, a man visited with his puppy. She was so beautiful with bright blue eyes and a glossy coat. My heart leapt. But my dogs bared their teeth and growled. Clearly they hated her. And I wondered why. My dogs were sent outside--I played with the pup inside. It was only after the puppy and the man left that I learnt that I had played with a wolf. A. Wolf. The man, a hunter, had found her abandoned in the woods. Knowing that she was too young to survive without him, he rescued her.
Memories of that day ran through my mind as I read this.
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Sharing my author journey...
I've started working on book three of the Lyndi Wimpel series. Book one--A Long Way From Her--is spun around Lyndi's experiences as a government-run youth group participant.
Book two--All Alone In Her Head--is a novel told in short stories.
Book three picks up where Book two left off.
I'm having tons of fun with this series.
But I'm also planning to do more submitting--especially of my short stories to literary journals, and maybe to writing contests. I need to do more dancing between writing and submitting, not just write.
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