Promote Your Writing!

A Wonderful way to share!

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Hello to everyone! I want once again to offer an opportunity for all writers who follow this blog to share information on their books. It can be very difficult to generate publicity for our writing, so I thought this little effort might help. All books may be mentioned, and there is no restriction on genre. This include poetry and non-fiction.

To participate, simply give your name, your book, information about it, and where to purchase it in the comments section. Then please be willing to reblog and/or tweet this post. The more people that see it, the more publicity we can generate for everyone’s books.

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Celebrate and promote your writing! Shout it out to the world!

Feel free to promote a new or an older book!

I hope this idea is successful, and I hope many people share information on their books!

GallowsHillFinalCoverEbookGallows Hill can be found here…

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Sour Grapes

What a charming poem and can be said about many things in life, because many things we do – need cutting back!  Please feel free to visit Sam’s Peacock Poetry and her Coaching Creatively Sessions at: http://samallencoachingcreatively.com/

Peacock Poetry

As I was scanning the scenery for poetic prompts on Saturday, I was amused to find myself drawn to the burgeoning vine leaves in our garden which had been the unsuspecting victims of a mass hack down by Android last year. Wise to the error of his ways, Android has taken a more gentle approach to his pruning this year I am relieved to say. The vines, so they tell me, were pleased to find their voice in the following poem penned on the morning of my Poetrython.

In Vine Voice

Well thank you sir, you listened then

‘Bout time we had our say

Do you think we’ve forgotten when

you hacked us all away?

It was unfair to chop us there

You punished us unduly!

We weren’t some mane of horses hair

That had become unruly!

Just little vines, the summer’s sign

That it was time for creeping

You…

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