Thursday, April 30, 2015

Draven's Light by Anne Elisabeth Stengl

IN THE DARKNESS OF THE PIT

THE LIGHT SHINES BRIGHTEST 


Drums summon the chieftain’s powerful son to slay a man in cold blood and thereby earn his place among the warriors. But instead of glory, he earns the name Draven, “Coward.” When the men of his tribe march off to war, Draven remains behind with the women and his shame. Only fearless but crippled Ita values her brother’s honor. 

The warriors return from battle victorious yet trailing a curse in their wake. One by one the strong and the weak of the tribe fall prey to an illness of supernatural power. The secret source of this evil can be found and destroyed by only the bravest heart. 

But when the curse attacks the one Draven loves most, can this coward find the courage he needs to face the darkness? 

Coming May 25, 2015

DATE I STARTED THIS BOOK: 4/25/15
DATE I FINISHED THIS BOOK: 4/29/15
HOW I RECEIVED THIS BOOK: Through the publisher
FORMAT OF THIS BOOK: PDF
TYPE OF REVIEW: Bite-sized
I eased into this book. I didn't like it at first, but by 50%, I was hooked.
Draven was a complex character. He had simple cares, complicated worries, and perpetual conflict. This book showed so much conflict. So much happened. I loved how it representedDraven's internal conflict. He had decided not to kill, but then his village viewed that as cowardly. He fought with the title of Coward, but still knew he had done the right thing.
This story was brilliantly told, weaving between a storyteller and his listener, and Draven. Anne Elisabeth Stengl handled it all superbly.
cried, I must confess, when I read this book. I won't tell you why. But I did cry.
Five stars,to another well-written Stengl book! :)

*I received an free e-copy of this book from the publisher in exchange for my honest review.

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

How a Star Falls by Amber Stokes


Derrick Knolane escapes to Trinidad Head most evenings, avoiding his apartment and planning for the day he'll break free of Humboldt County. Working in a music store might be fine for a while, but it's far from the goal he had in mind when he got his college degree. Not to mention the fact that his roommate is a jerk and his family won't stop trying to run his life.
Then Brielle falls into his world.
She claims to be a star. Not from Hollywood, but from heaven. He thinks she's crazy. Certainly delusional. Yet, he can't just leave her alone on the cliffs. So he takes her home.
And his whole world falls apart.
A heartfelt and fanciful contemporary romance novella, How a Star Falls explores the uncertain season of new adulthood and shows that sometimes the worst inconveniences make for the best miracles of all.
DATE I STARTED THIS BOOK: 4/28/15
DATE I FINISHED THIS BOOK: 4/29/15
WHERE I GOT THIS BOOK: The author
FORMAT OF THE BOOK: Audio-book
How a Star Falls was cute, sweet, a wonderful twist on contemporary. Because this was a short book, and most of the things I loved about it were farther into it and spoilery, I'm writing a bite-sized review.
Instead of my usual list of things I like and things I don't like, I'm just going to act normal on this one—if that sounds possible.
Brielle was a cute, fun, complicated character. She was happy, and she lightened the mood of the book. 
Derrick was a bit dour. He views himself as a failure. Usually, that would put the whole story down.l But, the balance of Brielle and Derrick gave us the chance of a dour character without feeling dour ourselves.
The description was top-notch. The world was where Ms. Stokes lives(I believe), so she was able to get every store, every restaurant, every trail spot-on. Nothing was skimped.
Overall, I rate this story four stars out of five. Cute, sweet, and a nice listen.

*I received a free audio-book copy of this story in exchange for my honest opinion.

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Monday, April 27, 2015

Melancholy Mondays: The First Post



WELCOME TO MY NEW MEME!
I call my meme “Melancholy Mondays”. Part of the inspiration was the fact that our world perpetually sees Mondays as the worst day of the week. So I thought: “What if we saw it as a good day?” So basically for my meme, every Monday you share ten things(things will be specified each week), that make you happy that Monday. Later I'll have a schedule up for the next few weeks.
This week's subject is moments. What are ten moments this Monday that made you happy? What moments are you thankful for this Monday? Have fun! If you did the meme this week, comment on this post with the link to your post. I can't wait to see what you all post about!

MY TEN MOMENTS

10. Waking up and realizing it's my birthday
9. Realizing I got up early.
8. Looking at my sharpies
7. When I realized I didn't have to do school because it's my birthday
6. Realizing I get a cat today
5. When I saw all the comments on my wall on Facebook
4. When my oldest sister gave me a huge hug and said happy birthday.
3. When I picked up my little sister and she gave me a huge hug.
2. When I sat down after cooking for hours.
1. When the mom gave me a huge hug.

Those are my ten moments! What are yours? Blog about them or post them in the comments! Be sure to include the picture at the top of the post in your post and link back to my blog, then comment with the link to your post!

Thanks,

Ryebrynn

Saturday, April 25, 2015

TODAY'S POST

Today's post is canceled, sorry! I will be posting on Monday or Tuesday.

Friday, April 24, 2015

Random Fridays: Let's Talk About Writing

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Welcome to my first Random Fridays post! This meme was started by Awkwordly Emma.
So this week the topic is “Let's Talk About Writing”.
Well, here we go!
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I've decided to talk about my personal writing journey. Writing has been a huge part of my life for six years now. My journey started before that, though.
When I was little, I wrote two hundred word “novels” and used TONS of random pictures in them. Mostly they were about Native Americans, horses, and dogs. I would print them, staple them, and call myself “published”. I stopped for awhile though, when I convinced myself I was meant to be the word's greatest chef. Then the world's greatest fashion designer.
My desire to write was rekindled, however in (a certain year). I was eight(nine?) and I went to a creative writing class at my homeschool co-op.
The passion with which my teachers taught inspired me. I wrote and wrote and wrote that year. I would have never succeeded if it wasn't for that writing class.
I hate public-speaking. But whenever we wrote a story in that class, we had to read it to the whole class. I hated sharing my writing. I even stopped for a little while when I heard I'd have to read it out loud to the whole class. I read one story to them.
And then I was hooked. I couldn't stop. Because they laughed at my jokes, and cheered me up to the podium. I wouldn't be writing today if it wasn't for them. Halfway through the class, I started what would turn out to be my first full-length novel. It was about a girl named Ryebrynn who was an orphan. She found a dragon in the woods and raised it, then ran away with it to Graceland. Then she found out she was the chosen one to defeat Queen Jazaroonae and her adventures spanned three “books” which I later combined to one 60k story. That story, however, got shelved. Forever. But it lit the fire. I couldn't enough.
After writing Freedom, I wrote a few short stories and then co-authored several books with a friend. Then I dabbled in world-crossing, cliché tales, and when I finally came to my senses, I had moved to Liberia, West Africa. It was in Liberia, in a dark, damply hot house that I started a new series, “The Chronicles of Alleure”. It was November of 2012, and I wrote like my fingers were on fire. I finished early. That was the last easy book I wrote. After that, writing fantasy was a struggle.
In between tCoA #1 and tCoA #2, I rewrote and finished a novel had been writing with a friend and then wrote several short stories(Ailwyn's Gift and The Assassin). After I finished those, I started a story called Blindsided, which was my attempt at a historical romance. It stuttered out, then I began it again and I still haven't finished it. I wrote four novels for The Chronicles of Alleure, the second between NaNoWriMo 2012 and NaNoWriMo 2013, then the third for NaNoWriMo 2013, then the fourth after NaNoWriMo 2013. In August of 2014, I was evacuated from Liberia because of Ebola and quarantined in Charlotte, North Carolina. During that time, I received a request from a publisher for my full manuscript of Heir of Windwoen. Nothing came of that, however. Once in Charlotte, I wrote a story called I Will Always Find You for Anne Elisabeth Stengl's writing contest. I didn't win. I wrote some poems and a short story or two for school, then for NaNoWriMo 2014, I branched out to a pirate story based off of a roleplay I had been part of for a long time. I won NaNoWriMo, wrote more in the story, then left it. It still isn't finished, though I only have five thousand words left until it will be finished. In February of 2015, I went back to Liberia. Since returning, I have written a story documenting the most intense week of my life, and planned lots of stories.
I am currently doing One Year Adventure Novel and writing a contemporary about a girl whose mother send her to a boarding school and then elopes.
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Thanks for reading that rambling post documenting my writing journey! If you have any questions, feel free to comment! Let me know you stopped by. And who knows? Maybe we'll be friends.

Hasta la vista,
Ryebrynn


P.S. To my normal blog readers: I will be blogging on Tuesday and Saturday too, but maybe other days if I find something to blog about! :)
Also, I won't judge anyone if they think this post was boring.

Thursday, April 23, 2015

Changes

Change is coming! I plan to join in on the Top Ten Tuesday blog meme hosted by the Broke and the Bookish and the Random Fridays meme hosted by Awkwordly Emma.
Anyway, see you soon! :)

-Ryebrynn

Saturday, April 11, 2015

A Call For Readers

Come one, come all! I'm searching for what I'm calling "Reaction Readers"(which is an extremely stupid name that I came up with on the spot) to read my current WIP chapter by chapter and, well... react. My WIP is a contemporary romance called CHASING THE STARS. Synopsis is below.

Elise Worthington is a normal girl. She marathons YouTube videos when she's upset, and spends hours on the phone with her best friend. She's always lived a few minutes out of Manhattan, Kansas. That is, until her mother flips her reality onto it's backside. Elise has to leave her home to go to a boarding school in Hazel, Ontario.
That's right—Canada.
But there is something more afoot in this swift decision than Elise originally imagined. As soon as Elise is out of the picture, her mother elopes with a Spanish dude. Elise is stranded in Canada, with her only contact living in Thunder Bay. Elise leaves the boarding school, hoping to find her mother. She runs into a boy, literally, and dumps her coffee everywhere. That's just the start, though. Joshua manages to convince Elise not to go. Elise isn't done, however. She still needs her mother, so she enlists her roommates Cait and Melody to search the Web for any sign of her mother—and a way to reach her.

Elise is in over her head, but can she figure it all out before she damages the one person still holding on to her?

The book is the first in a contemporary series, all taking place in Hazel, Ontario. If any of you like it enough, you can read the second book too!  :) 
If you are interested, email me at ryebrynn@gmail.com . 

Thank you all for your steadfast support!
Ryebrynn

Thursday, April 9, 2015

HOW TO FOLLOW MY BLOG

First, go to your blogger dashboard. Find this:

Click "ADD"
This should come up
Go to my blog and COPY the URL to it:
(the below is the URL)
PASTE that URL here:

Choose whether to follow me PUBLICLY or ANONYMOUSLY
Then click FOLLOW.
And tada! You follow my blog. :)
(those already following previous to my remodel are still followers. This is for new readers)

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

On Contemporaries and the Future

I have always seen myself as a fantasy writer. 
It was what I thought I would always do. It used to come easily to me, like breathing. But lately...
Lately it's been like pulling teeth. I didn't feel relaxed as a fantasy writer. I felt stressed, and every words was a never ending struggle.
A year ago, I started my first contemporary story. At first, it was just a thing that popped into my head, nothing that I planned on finishing. In fact, for several months, I took a break from it. Worked on my fantasies, and some short stories. Just recently, I returned to the story. I plotted. I planned. It started to come together.
No story had ever come so easily to me. Writing contemporary made me feel whole. I was me when I wrote it, not some girl sitting and trying to figure out fighting scenes or medieval accuracy. I'm writing the bulk of my contemporary for Camp NaNoWriMo, and I've realized it is not only easy to write, but my general writing quality and style have improved so much more.
I was thinking, though. Why do I write fantasy? What is my point? I had always worked an allegory or some over used point into my stories. I had thought God had made me a writer for me to write fantasy.
BUT WHAT IF THAT'S NOT IT? I don't want to write something I can't. That would be fake.
I've always avoided contemporary like the plague, because my brother disliked it. God calls us all to different genres. I'm a writer.
But that doesn't define who I am. What about the stories in me? Do they have to be fantasy?
I'm not giving up on fantasy. I have a calling in writing. I have a calling in genre. God creates us all different, and if he created me to write fantasy... I want to write it. I can't ignore the fact that this is a possible calling.
I've got to try it.
So I'm embarking on a quest, writing a contemporary trilogy. And maybe by the end... Maybe I'll have some answers.

For right now, though, I'm going to keep writing.