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Happy Friday everyone!
Status Report: 135 Unique Readers and still in 5th place! We are 72 pre-orders from making Quill. Not bad. We’ve got a month and a half left in the contest, but getting up into the Top 3 is going to be tough! My network is pretty dry. I’ve got a few things going in the next few weeks that might help. You could help by leaving a review or recommending the book on Inkshares!
I’ve got a booth at the Collingswood Book Festival in NJ on October 1st. If you are in the area, check it out! There are several cool things that I’m giving away there. I’ve got paper bookmarks, handmade key bookmarks, and booklets with the first chapter printed in them. I won’t be there myself, unfortunately. I have to work that day, but I couldn’t let the opportunity pass. So, the leader of my unofficial fan club, my best friend, and soul-sister, will be running it. She’s been with this book since the first incarnation of it ten years ago. So, other than me, she knows the most about the characters and the world.
I’ve also got an article in the Geekadelphia posting any day now.
I wrote a personal blog post that isn’t so much geared towards storytelling as it is motivational. Nothing Comes Easy also includes this amazing motivational video I found while tumbling down a Youtube Hole. If anything, click the link to see that video it is long but so worth it.
Character Spotlight:
Ishep Darshan was a Water Mage in the Adrid army during the rule of Dante Vanguard. He was friends with both Dante and Yarin D’mor. He was also in love with Rebecca Vanguard, Saran’s mother. He stayed through the coop that gave Yarin the throne, but when Rebecca died, he broke away from the kingdom and founded the rebellion that Saran, Rowe, and Keleir secretly fight in.
https://www.inkshares.com/books/bad-medicine-slay-it-queen-Hello queens, friends, supporters, stalkers and curious people.
Today is one of those rare Friday nights when I actually have plans, so I’m announcing the winner early!
The next queen joining the cast of Bad Medicine: Slay it Queen! is Miss Peaches Putnam (AKA Holly Masi)
Peaches Putnam is a shoe obsessed queen, known in the drag community for her Cirque Soleil-style performances.
Congratulations Holly!
Remember you can win too. Pre-order, send me your drag name and you can be a character in the book.
Also, I have new concept art. This time from French comic artist, Pier Caltafer. The way he imagined Bad Medicine is very Jinx Monsoon look alike. I’m also loving the post-apocalyptic New York City.
Seen my book through the eyes of so many diverse artists gives me life!
Finally, I will be posting the second chapter this weekend. It is a meaty one and full of surprises. I hope you like it.
Have a fierce weekend!
Dear Readers,
Hey Campers!
Happy Wednesday!
I wanted to share this new interview I did with Inkshares author Alastair Luft. This one focuses more on my writing process.
Read the new interview here: http://www.alastairluft.com/blog
Current sales 659/750! I am so close, but sales have slowed drastically. Please continue to share my book with your friends and convince them to preorder. Remember, you can preorder up to ten copies to give away to friends, and if you become a "Super Backer" you will have access to drafts of the book before anyone else!
Thank you so much for your continued support! Have a wonderful evening!
Kyle T. Cowan
“Heal the sick, raise the dead, cleanse those who have leprosy, drive out demons. Freely you have received, freely give.” Matthew 10:8
Ezra could still hear the screams as distant, haunting echoes; could still see the blood spattering the walls in a Rorschach like fashion. The stains were still there, even years later through layers of paint and bleach. His memories lead him to believe that everything that had come to pass that night did so in slow motion. The shattering porcelain of th. . .
“Heal the sick, raise the dead, cleanse those who have leprosy, drive out demons. Freely you have received, freely give.” Matthew 10:8
Ezra could still hear the screams as distant, haunting echoes; could still see the blood spattering the walls in a Rorschach like fashion. The stains were still there, even years later through layers of paint and bleach. His memories lead him to believe that everything that had come to pass that night did so in slow motion. The shattering porcelain of th. . .