It's Writerly Wednesday! Yay! (AND MY BOOK's RELEASE DAY!!!) --So the, um, giveaway is going to be a little different. (Just a skosh.)
Ahem.

And now, it's time to announce the winner of last week's game. Melanie Schulz shared two truths and one lie about herself and those who guessed the lie correctly were entered into a random drawing to win an eBook of the Bashan Agenda.
The options were:
1. Today (last Wednesday, Nov. 6th) is Melanie's birthday.
2. She's developed a field training game people can play to live out her books.
3. She is a vegetarian.
And the lie is:
#3. She actually very much enjoys meat.
To celebrate the release of MOONLESS, today we're mixing things up a bit with the...
Ahem.

And now, it's time to announce the winner of last week's game. Melanie Schulz shared two truths and one lie about herself and those who guessed the lie correctly were entered into a random drawing to win an eBook of the Bashan Agenda.
The options were:
1. Today (last Wednesday, Nov. 6th) is Melanie's birthday.
2. She's developed a field training game people can play to live out her books.
3. She is a vegetarian.
And the lie is:
#3. She actually very much enjoys meat.
Way to guess those of you who got it right! You are officially human lie detectors. And the winner is:
...DRUM ROLL...
To celebrate the release of MOONLESS, today we're mixing things up a bit with the...
Mystery Sentence Game:

Are you ready for an excerpt of MOONLESS?
*rubbing hands excitedly*
*rubbing hands excitedly*
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Image courtesy of Tim Sheerman-Chase |
“Is
someone there?” she breathed, little more than a whisper.
Wheezing gurgles met her ears. She spun.
Nothing.
What kind of creature made noise like that? Had she
imagined it as well?
She swallowed. The swift thump of her heart echoed into her
ears. “Hello?”
A snicker rippled in a circle about her. She twisted to
follow it, catching snatches of something—something moving, fast.
A growl.
She dashed headlong the way she’d
come.
Movement erupted behind her.
Her skirts caught on the underbrush. They snagged and tore,
twigs scratching her legs. She ran harder, one arm before her face to fend off
the branches. They raked across her sleeve. She gasped as they cut into her
flesh.
Alexia’s feet thudded the ground in rhythm, echoed by
another distant set—faster ones.
Chest heaving, she sucked in air, but could not draw
enough. Invisible fingers squeezed at her airways. Her lungs pulsed like
she was being dragged under a great watery swell. The whoosh of leaves turned
her head as an upright silhouette crashed through her periphery. Blackness
blinked at the corners of her vision. Her muscles burned.
She would faint before she could outrun her pursuer!
She gulped in air. Perspiration chilled her skin. The rasp
of her own breathing filled her ears.
“Help!” she screeched. Father would find her. He’d track
her. “Father! Anyone!” But she’d gone miles. Even if he’d begun looking, she’d
wandered too far.
A bough slapped her across the face. White light flashed.
She blinked it away, uncertain whether her legs were still under her.
She couldn’t outrun this thing. No one would hear her, but
she screamed anyway. “Help me!”
It was an empty plea.
Weight pummeled into her back. She flew forward as the
ground rushed up.
Is your heart pounding? It doesn't matter how many times I read this bit, I still get tense. *shiver*
And now for the rest of today's tour...
Join S.A. Larsen at the Writers Ally as she interviews both Alexia and Kiren IN THE SAME ROOM. Oooh!
Kai Strand's Three Times a Charm. What do cucumbers, cheese and dreams have in common?
Go behind the scenes of the auditioning process at Livia Peterson's place.
THE BLOG RING OF POWER with Terri Bruce: What do Critique Partners add to the writing process?
Did I get your heart pumping? What do you think is going to happen next? Have you ever been in a scary forest after dark?
Oh, and enter for the win, eh? (That's right, this is your chances for a free book AND prizes this week.)
Oh, and enter for the win, eh? (That's right, this is your chances for a free book AND prizes this week.)