Joy!

The world can be good, bad or indifferent, but there is nothing that brings joy like a grandchild. Here’s mine at her first birthday celebration. (and my toes.)2019-07-28 01.38.28.jpg

Advertisements

Got my Towel!

Norwescon 42Norwescon here I come! I can’t wait to be there again this year. Will you be there too? Come by and see me April 18th-21st at the FVP Books table on Writer’s Row. I’d love to chat with you and perhaps sign a book or two. See you there!   –Sheri J Kennedy

And here’s a sneak peek at my Towel, Some of our great Book Bundle Deals, and the Wild and Crazy Authors I’ll share a table with:

Norwescon FVP 3-Author collage

Making Funny Faces

20190127_105056While selling books with NIWA (Northwest Independent Writer’s Association) at the Tacoma Home and Garden Show this past weekend, we noticed that setting my friend KateMarie’s book next to mine gave each half a whole. Funny and a bit creepy to me. What do you think?

Thanks to everyone who stopped by to meet us and to those who bought books at the show. It was great to meet you!

-Sheri J Kennedy

Winter’s Pilgrims – Flash Fiction

january 2019 writing prompt

Author D. Wallace Peach issued a Speculative Fiction Writing Prompt challenge for the month of January. There’s still time to participate. Click HERE for more info. Here’s my efforts in response to the photo prompt. I guess it’s speculation on how another person feels and/or the entry to an afterlife…

He shifted between dream and waking, fist jammed against his mouth to ward off the ignominy of drool. The cold pool on his crumpled pillow slapped him conscious.

“Father?” a deep voice droned as the beige room boxed them in.

“Go away,” spit out in reaction, but he couldn’t be certain his voice spoke it. Crotchety throat failed to make his wishes known. Why did they persist in prodding him with questions? His lids squeezed tightly against the bothersome boy.

“Father?” a voice soft as a lily petal caressed him from slumber.

A loud snort startled him in reply, and his body was wracked with knives stabbed randomly through his chest, accompanied by a horrific symphony of cacophonous hacking. “Go away,” seeped from him in regret, but he knew his broken voice betrayed him. No message was passed to repel the sweet torture of her presence. Rheumy eyes dragged to open slits; agony slipped in, her image running out in a smear of tears. Histamine or history? Focus blurred to barrenness.

“Father?” a voice scratched through his cool bliss like a rusty saw. Teeth broken and missing. Gaping grin taunting.

He grasped for the open plain he’d slumped upon moments before. Wide, windy winter. White wilderness embracing his weary silence. Frozen wasteland, wondrous under a blue moon come to full. Retreat from their relentless pilgrimage of questions given no answer. He eased into oneness with the ageless ages. Fleeing into the wilds with a final rattling sigh.

-by Sheri J. Kennedy All Rights Reserved

 

Terrible Poetry – ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas

Sheri's Giant Gingebread Man 2017Ah, such fun! I came across this on Myths of the Mirror and thought I’d try my hand at one. (BELOW) Here’s the scoop…

Every week, Chelsea Owens offers a prompt for her Terrible Poetry Contest. Horrible and Hilarious! Want to try your hand at some terrible poetry? It’s harder than it looks!

**

From Chelsea:

1. The topic is ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas. This is my LEAST FAVORITE poem in the entire world – whenever it’s parodied. Therefore; I normally feel that every idiot who goes about with “‘Twas the night before Christmas” on his lips, should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart; but this week you’re getting a pass. Strangely enough, I love the original. I have at least three favorite stanzas in there.

2. What’s the limit? For the love of my own sanity and yours, please keep it to eight or nine stanzas, maximum. That’s about the point of the original where we read I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

3. It’s gotta rhyme. At the end of the line. Make it fine.

4. Remember, remember: the poem needs to be terrible… 

(For the rest of the rules, the deadline, and to read some terrible poetry entries: The Fifth Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest)

Here’s my Attempt:

‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the office

The peeps were all fluey and all full of coughses

Their eyes hung in bags with bulging lids droopy

Their answers to emails were all nincompoopy

They swallowed more syrup and dreamed of their beds

While blurred visions of monitors multiplied in their heads

The holiday was coming, they leaned upon that

While doing their darndest not to barf in their hats

A bottle of OJ, another pain pill

They pushed around paper, just an hour to kill

Away to the door they stumbled in stupors

A stop at the party and boy were they poopers

At last up their driveways they wove their way home.

And fell in their beddi-byes to spend Christmas alone.

-by Sheri J. Kennedy, yes that’s the entity All Rights Reserved (though hardly deserved)

 

Go Adventure Team! NaNoWriMo 2018

We’ve got a full on Board Game and Month Long points contest going on in the Snoqualmie Valley Region this year with chances to make points online and at events. In addition to individual gains, we’re divided into teams by genre. I declared Adventure for my Steam Era Time Travel ‘Miss LiV Adventures’ series book. Someone started a forum thread for colors and mascots. So Robin Hood is the Adventure mascot and I’m having fun with this snarky meme from a Shrek quiz:

Adventure Team Meme

Can’t stop laughing!! I love NaNoWriMo! Go Team!!

Feeling Human Countdown Deal Celebration!

 

 

In celebration of the release of my new Kennedy J. Quinn, Miss LiV Adventures series book, Memory KeyI’m offering my Sheri J. Kennedy, Reality with a Twist book, Feeling Human, at only 99 cents on Kindle for 48 hours, starting June 28th 12am PDT. Don’t miss this great price for my most popular novel! GET YOURS NOW!

Here are a few Reader Responses to Feeling Human:

“I’ve never read anything quite like this. You have a misunderstood youth, sure, but he’s very different from anyone else in the world or in literature… Engaging from the start, satisfying to the end.”

“I really lost myself in it. I liked the variety of characters and experiences…It felt real. A great job capturing a boy who was so hung up on his past he couldn’t move forward in life…both fun and heartwarming…very original and refreshing.”

“It was brilliant! Intriguing, unusual and yet so human and familiar.”

I can’t wait to share this book with you! After you read it, leave a review on Amazon, and let me know what you thought about it.  I’d love any feedback you care to share. Thanks! -Sheri J. Kennedy

Where Stories Go Sideways…Sort of

EnigmaDebunked

Thoughts that provoke yours. (Season II coming in Jan 2020)

David S. Moore: Insights & Innovations

Thoughts on the delusions and confusions of popular beliefs

Evan Ramos Writes

The creative writing of Evan Ramos

Writingwildly by Linda Garcia

What Ever Pops Into My Mind and Poetry!

Pioneers Of Aviation

A who, what, where, when, why and how blog that will examine those magnificent men (and women) and their flying machines.

The Dragonspire

Home of Author Louise Brady. Writer - INTP - Ravenclaw - Queen of Dragons - Fanfiction Enthusiast - TV lover - Shipper - Gamer - Historian

Connecting Beyond

Beyond The Known

The Contented Crafter

A blog containing random thoughts, bits of life, creations from my art room and tales of a cat named Orlando and a puppy named Siddy

Anneberly Andrews

- Creating and Stimulating My World through Pure Imagination -

Cage Dunn: Writer, Author, Teller-of-tall-tales

Manic, obsessed, driven to story - all story. Read, write, think, do; dabble, plan, play, do. Do more - More - MORE!

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

Echoes of Life, Love and Laughter