Volume eleven of the Small Space Big Life newsletter is available now. Here's an exceprt: Small Space Big Life community, we're deep into what we call Little Summer, that magical couple of months between our birthdays when we're the same age. In this quarter's newsletter, we have lots to share from places other than our house, including Jason's latest honor. Find out where we went, who we saw, and what we did. Maybe we just might be seeing you in-person someplace soon. Also, check out our latest giveaway, books we've been reading, and what's next in our writing journey. There might even be a few subscriber-only surprises inside. Happy Little Summer, Heidi and Jason READ THE REST HERE. AND SUBSCRIBE HERE. In case you missed other recent editions, you can find them at the subscribe link.
Challenges 2011 Reading Challenge Heidi has completed her goal of reading 25 books in 2011! hide 30 of 25 (120%) view books This was a good reading year!! I set the goal of 25 books back in January not knowing if I could make it, and I surprised myself with 30. Why is less than one book a week such a big deal? Because after grad school, I had a difficult time balancing reading and writing...and being overly critical. Every book I picked up would be like an assignment to me, rather than a pleasure. I used to go into critiquer and editor mode immediately upon starting a book, and quite honestly, it never allowed me to see the story for all of the criticisms I had. But this year was a break-through for me. I let head-hopping slide--for the most part. I skipped over grammatical errors and forgave copy editors. I smiled at what I considered silly language and kept my focus on the plot and characters. I reminded myself that, even if I would have
Events Official Kissing Day Blogfest The following is an excerpt from the spy thriller I'll be finishing by New Year's called Sin City Zion : Phoebe stood in front of the highrise window looking out over the strip. She hugged her arms around her as much from the air conditioning as from the chill of fear. Nick came up behind her and rubbed the goosebumps from her arms. “How are you doing?” “I don’t know,” she said, surprised by the honesty of her response. Her stiff upper lip was failing her. She put her head on his chest. “Do you think they’re all right?” “Sure. Don’s probably got the Detsois holed up in a place even swankier than this.” His voice managed an upbeat tone, but Phoebe felt the hard thumping of his heart. “What are we going to do, Nick?” “I don’t know yet.” He always knew. She felt tears welling. To push them away she did the first thing that came to mind. She kissed him. To find the other writers participating in this blog carnival, visit