Dear Editor

Dear Editor,

Whew, I'm so glad that is done! It's going to be fantastic! I'm so excited to finally see it in print. Thank you for all your hard work in polishing The Line That Divides.

Sincerely,

Melanie Mason Author


Dear Storm,

I'm so sorry I ignored you for nearly two weeks. Please forgive me. It will be worth it in the end, I promise.

Very Tiredly Yours,

Author


Dear Reading Glasses,

The fact that I even have to use you makes me feel old, and I'm Not Old! (Sigh)
Thanks for making things on my computer screen clearer.

Grudgingly,

Tired Eyes


Dear Laundry, Living Room, Kitchen, and Bathroom:

Editing comes first, cleaning later. Sorry.

Distracted,

Me


Dear Clock Ticking On The Wall,

Why is it that when I start it is so early and yet it feels late, but after I've been involved in my writing it IS so late and yet feels so early? Explain this to me. Can you also explain why you have to move so quickly on my day off and so slowly when I have to work? Especially when I have TONS of writing stuff to do? Grrrrr.

Tick Tock,

One who is ready to pull the batteries

WE WENT TO PRESS TODAY!!!

I am so excited! The Line That Divides is being printed as I write this. It has been a crazy process, but I've soaked in every minute of it. For those of you who like World War II stories I hope you'll enjoy mine.

To order online now click here.

The Seeress and the Stone Chapter 44

Here is the most recent installment of my fantasy novel.
The Seeress and the Stone 44.

Check it out!

The Seeress and the Stone

Check out the latest chapter of my fantasy novel The Seeress and the Stone. Chapter 40.

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October

Why is it every time I think of October I get an overwhelming sense of chocolate and peanut butter? Heck let's just tell it like it is: Reeses.

I know we hear the word October and think of Halloween, but seriously why only Reeses? I love October; the crisp air, the sharp colors, the golden light...and Reeses.

Even this afternoon I was sitting in my room updating my website and blog and as I thought about my schedule for October I was suddenly craving Reeses. I didn't have any of the deliciously fattening treat, so I did the next best thing: grabbed a jar of crunch peanut butter and the mini chocolate chips.

Sigh. So I don't know what it is about October that makes me think of Reeses, but I think I'm okay with it.

In passing

So I was just looking through my bookmarks in my writing folder and I noticed the following labels:

Trauma and gunshot wounds
Writing realistic injuries

Clearly there is a lot of pain going on in my books. I think it makes me hurt just reading the titles.

Dear Editor

Dear Readers,

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for being so supportive and enjoying my work. I hope to have many more things available for you in the near future.

Sincerely,
Author


Dear Publisher,

Thank you, thank you, thank you. I am so excited to have The Line That Divides published!

Excited out of this World,
Melanie Mason


Dear Doggie,

I know you want all my undivided attention, but I really have to finish editing this chapter right now. I love you. Now go away.

Kiss and Tail Wags,
Owner


Dear Keyboard,

Why is it when I type a word, that I have tos lip my spaces int he wrong places, making spellc hecker go crazy and editing veryh ard? Grrrr.

Miss-spaced,
Writer

Dear Lucky,

I am pretty sure you will be the hardest novel I will ever write, though I am hoping that you will touch and strengthen readers everywhere if, when I get you done.

Sobs and Tissues,
Emotionally wrung

Here's a book to check out for those Civil War fans

Gone For A Soldier by Marsha Ward 

Rulon Owen loves two things more than life---his country and Mary Hilbrands.

When Virginia secedes from the Union, Rulon enlists, and finds himself fighting foes both in battle and in his own camp. He struggles to stay alive against all odds, with a knife-wielding tent-mate and a Union army that seems impossible to defeat. It will take every ounce of vigilance he has to survive and, with a little luck, he might make it home to his wife and the son he's never seen.

Forced to live with her parents for the duration, Mary faces a battle for independence. With a mother whispering that her husband won't come home to her and a son who needs her to be both father and mother, Mary has to dig deep for strength to overcome her overwhelming loneliness
and the unknown future ahead.

Separated by war and circumstance, Rulon and Mary discover that not all enemies wear the Union blue.

And just to  give you a taste:

Rulon saw the bend in the road ahead where lay the turnoff to a lane that he could find on the darkest of nights. At the end of the lane, his family would be going about their daily tasks, perhaps thinking about him, perhaps not. He cleared the bend in the road and reined the horse into the wide path. He had to be quick. Harrisonburg wasn’t far away, as the crow flies, but he would need most of the time left of the day to make the trip on horseback.

Julianna saw him first when she turned from feeding the hogs. “Rulon!” his younger sister shouted, then dropped her pails and ran toward him, braids flying, spindly legs showing beneath her swirling skirt, skinny arms outstretched to him.

He dismounted before she reached him and caught her in his arms, noting the tears streaking her face.

“Why are you goin’ to fight?” The anxiety in her voice caused it to come out high and thin, and he hugged her tighter than before.

“Our country needs me,” he answered, muffling his answer against her sunbonnet.

“What if you die?” she wailed.

He couldn’t reply. When he raised his head to take a last look around the place, Ma was there with Marie beside her, their grave faces bringing a lump to his already tight throat.

Then Albert, the mischievous scamp, came running down the lane, with Pa and the rest of the boys walking behind him. Ben was the only one missing. They had made their farewells in town.

He had to hug them all, even Pa. Then Ma began a prayer, and they quit their hats, joined hands right there in the lane, and listened to her heartfelt plea for a short war and safety for the troops.

As Ma spoke the “amen” and the family joined in, Rulon was reminded that he hadn’t left Mary with a prayer. Mayhap he should have, instead of bedding her one last time. Devotion to God should be in their marriage, as it was in his parents’ union, he reminded himself. As he climbed on the horse, he pledged that he would be a better husband when he got the chance. If I get the chance.

Another recommendations of books to read

So I am completely surprised that I haven't posted my all time favorite book on my blog. Seriously, what is wrong with me?

This book is on my favorite list because I grew up with this book. My mom used to read it to me and my siblings and we used to beg her to continue when she would stop. When I left home I had to get my own copy to keep forever and of course I have read this book 9 or 10 times. I just can't get enough.

Beauty A Retelling of the Story of Beauty and the Beast
by Robin McKinley

Synopsis:

A strange imprisonment...

Beauty has never liked her nickname. She is thin and awkward; it is her two sisters who are the beautiful ones. But what she lacks in looks, she can perhaps make up for in courage.

When her father comes home with the tale of an enchanted castle in the forest and the terrible promise he had to make to the Beast who lives there, Beauty knows she must go to the castle, a prisoner of her own free will. Her father protests that he will not let her go, but she answers, "Cannot a Beast be tamed?"

Robin McKinley's beloved telling illuminates the unusual love story of a most unlikely couple, Beauty and the Beast.

Seeress and the Stone Chapter 37

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Enjoy!