Hot Take: Reading Pet Peeves

Reading is a healthy and entertaining activity to do. It trains your brain and immerses you into an entirely new world. But every now and then, something small and bothersome grabs your attention over the story itself, like a pet peeve. —Patrick Edinger Reading Pet Peeves. The relentless discomforting itch that prods in the back of a reader’s brain and won’t relent. These could occur for any specific reason; it depends on the reader. Below Read more…

Laura Dean Keeps Breaking Up With Me by Mariko Tamaki

From the title, Laura Dean Keeps Breaking Up With Me, we already know this isn’t going to end well. However, the cover is misleading. We’re met with bright, springy pastels and Laura Dean and Freddy embracing each other. We are made to believe that Laura Dean and Freddy could possibly work it out, so why does Laura Dean keep dumping Freddy? According to author Mariko Tamaki, she “always liked the idea of an ex-ex-girlfriend story, Read more…

Jeffe Kennedy Q&A Part 2

Fantasy and Romance author Jeffe Kennedy graciously shared her advice for aspiring novelists in Part 1 of our Q&A. Now, in Part 2, we asked the prolific author’s perspective on self-publishing, the growing—and potentially extremely lucrative—market for writers, particularly in the genre or popular fiction space.   Kennedy, who has been working in the publishing industry for 25 years, is a true hybrid author. She has an agent and writes and releases books via traditional publishers, Read more…

Jeffe Kennedy Q&A Part 1

Some genre authors write a book a year, others can barely manage to squeeze out a book every half-decade. Then, there are authors like current Science Fiction & Fantasy Writers of America Board President Jeffe Kennedy who are—to put it mildly—prolific.  Last year, in 2021, the award-winning fantasy and romance author released seven full-length novels and still managed to find time to contribute a story to the Fire of the Frost anthology book. This year, Read more…

Flash Fiction Winner: Mystery Man ⚡️

by Mary Krakow Below my downtown hotel window an ocean of umbrellas ebbs and flows. Like German clockwork, masses of humanity cross to the traffic lights. Fascinated, I watch.  My eye is drawn to a lone man dressed in black, unencumbered by the requisite umbrella in the spring rain. He eschews the crosswalk and ambles down a nearly deserted street.  Who is this man? Why is he leaving the city center?  I ask the nail Read more…