Midwinter Giveaway Hop

Dear Reader,

We have another giveaway! It’s the holidays and there’s nothing better than free stuff.

This giveaway is super easy. Leave a comment on this post to enter the contest to receive a free digital copy of my first book, Catching the Rose. I am giving away three copies. I hope if you win you will agree to review it, but that’s totally up to you.

That isn’t all, though! Everyone who comments saying they agree to review my short story “Mad Maxine” will win a free digital copy of the story.

So really, you have nothing to lose! Comment and you will win something.

This giveaway will run from December 21 – 22, but I’m accepting submissions from December 20 – 22.

Want to see what other blogs are offering? Check out the participating blogs at the bottom of the giveaway hop page.

Happy holidays!

Belinda

Spooktacular Winners!

Giveaway-WinnerDear Reader,

We had 53 entries to win signed copies of Haunting Miss Trentwood and Catching the Rose, which is pretty good for a little blog like Worderella Writes! Everyone who followed me in more than one location online (Goodreads, Facebook, Twitter) got an additional entry per location.

I placed all the entries in a spreadsheet, and used Random.org to pick me three random winners. The number correlates row line of the entries.

Without further ado, the winners are

  • Catching the Rose : Brandy, from Goodreads
  • Haunting Miss Trentwood : Michelle, from Twitter
  • Haunting Miss Trentwood : Charlie Courtland, from Goodreads

If the winners could send me their addresses as soon as possible so I can ship their copies out to them, that would be wonderful. Use this Google Form to make it really easy!

Sorry to those of you who didn’t win! Better luck next time, and thanks so much for your interest. ❤

Coming soon… I’ll talk about my book launch party, which went really well!

Best,

Belinda

Spooktacular Giveaway Begins!

Dear Reader,

You are in luck. I am giving away three books in celebration of the Haunting Miss Trentwood book launch. This giveaway is in conjunction with the Spooktacular giveaway hop.

What do you win?

You have the chance at winning a free signed copy of Catching the Rose, or one of two signed copies of Haunting Miss Trentwood.

How do you enter?

Follow me on Twitter, Facebook, or Goodreads and fill out this form. You are not disqualified if you already follow me on any of these networks. Make sure you chose the Facebook fan page, and not my personal profile.

Are multiple entries allowed?

Yes! You are allowed five additional entries after the Twitter follow. This means I will accept a total of six contest entries.

Acceptable additional entries include:

  • tweeting the contest
  • friending me on Goodreads
  • liking my page on Facebook
  • linking to the contest through your blog or Facebook

Each additional entry requires returning to this form to provide a link to ensure I saw it.

The contest will close at midnight on October 31. The winners will be selected using a spreadsheet and random.org to ensure fairness.

I do ask that winners post a review of the books on Goodreads, Smashwords, Barnes and Noble, or Amazon.

Best of luck, contest hopeful!

Belinda

PS. Check out the other goodies in the Spooktacular Blog Hop Giveaway!
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Worderella Reveals a Snippet

Dear Reader,

I am ashamed to admit it has been, according to 750words.com, five days since I last wrote a word for Haunting Miss Trentwood. Thank goodness for blogfests! I almost forgot I agreed to be a part of the Rainy Day blogfest, held by The Writer’s Hole.

Below is my submission, a first-draft snippet of Chapter 24 from my work-in-progress, Haunting Miss Trentwood. To give you an idea of the story, it is set in 1887 England, and the tagline is “Father knows best… even after death.” Enjoy!

By the time they reached Wayland’s Smithy, it had begun to rain. It was the kind of loud rain which spoke of the end of winter and the coming of spring. Mary had been forced to jog that last one hundred yards to the black opening of the Saxon tomb. She had slid on the slick rock floor covered with decaying leaves. Trentwood’s tight grasp on her arm righted her. She jerked away from his unnatural touch.

Mary huddled beneath the sheltering rocks of the sarsen stones that made the ceiling, her arms wrapped tightly around her waist. I haven’t anything left to vomit. “Tell me what happened back there.”

Trentwood stood in the shadows beside her. She could feel his white eyes watching her, and fought the wave of nausea that shuddered through her body. Those white eyes had, for a brief moment, looked at her through Hartwell’s eyes. Certainly she hadn’t imagined that? Trentwood had, for a time, stepped into Hartwell’s body so he could land a devastating punch to Sedgwick’s jaw. One couldn’t imagine that. Just as one couldn’t imagine one’s father haunting one.

I’m not mad. Please, tell me I’m not mad.

Outside, the rain plummeted to the ground more furiously than Mary had ever seen. It was as if the sky vomited on her behalf. She closed her eyes and leaned her forehead into the moss that clung to the vertical stone walls. She sighed as the cool rock soothed the pounding at her temples.

“What would you like to know?”

She wasn’t sure where to begin. “How did you do it?”

Trentwood shrugged. “One minute I was watching you thrash about in bed, and I heard you scream that terrifying scream of yours, and the next minute, I was in your dream. I haven’t the slightest clue how it happened.”

Mary blinked. Wait, what? Her tongue felt heavy in her mouth. “I was talking about when you possessed Mr. Hartwell, Father.”

Again, Trentwood shrugged. “I’m as new to this being dead folderol as you are in watching it.”

Wiping beads of sweat from her brow, Mary whispered, “You will limit such… jaunts… in the future, I hope?”

“Indeed,” he said with a short laugh. “It pains me to do it as much as it seems to pain you to watch it. Do you know how difficult it is to be dead, hopping around from one mind or body to the next, not knowing how you got there, or how you’ll get out?” He stepped closer, and she could smell his death-stench.

“No, I don’t. I never thought it was a skill I would need to learn.”

He grunted. “Inherited your mother’s morbid sense of humor, I see.”

“Given the circumstances, I think I’m glad of it.”

Suddenly seeming sheepish, Trentwood took yet another step closer. “Mary, we must talk about your dream. We must talk about your mother’s death.”

Definitely make sure you check out the other submissions. Thanks for reading!

All the best,

Belinda

Worderella Joins a Blogfest

Dear Reader,

In case you didn’t know, today is my birthday, and two years ago I put my writing aside to get a masters degree.

Now that I’ve graduated, I feel a bit like Mr. van Winkle after his twenty-year slumber.

Two years ago, Smashwords was a fledgling idea I didn’t trust. ISBNs were only sold in groups of ten. Good luck getting distribution, because no one would distribute a self-published work… oh wait, we have Amazon CreateSpace now?

Two years ago, Twitter was for nerds. Well, it still kind of is for nerds, but now it’s for super cool super social nerds, like me. Blogs were starting to become passé for those who couldn’t maintain steam. But us writers, I’m happy to find, are chugging along with these cool things called blogfests.

What is a blogfest?

I asked this very question not three days ago. I’d never heard of one, and I couldn’t find any examples. Lo and behold, following my usual six-degrees-of-Twitter, I joined a bloghop for romance writers. From there, I learned about a blogfest that I could join.

The idea is to have a bunch of bloggers write toward a particular theme on a particular day. The blogger hosting the blogfest links to the other blogs and vice versa, and everyone hops around reading the submissions.

It’s like an online writer’s group, or something. It sounds awesome.

This blogfest I’ve joined will be on August 25. The theme is “rainy day.”

Since Haunting Miss Trentwood is set in England, I need a rain scene. I’ve already had one, but it’s been a couple days in the time line, so I think we’re due for another. I’m excited.

Are you in the middle of a project? Are you feeling stuck? Maybe you need to throw your characters in the middle of a rainstorm. You should join the blogfest!

All the best,

Belinda