Birthright

http://www.amazon.com/The-Legacy-Birthright-Series-Volume/dp/1492918032/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1386357298&sr=8-4&keywords=Sue+Mydliak I've been gone I realize that, sick and under much stress, but here today to let you all know that I haven't left and that the long awaited sequel to Birthright is finally here, The Legacy , and at Amazon in both paperback and eBook formats. It has received a 5 star review so far, which I'm really excited about and I've added at the end, the first chapter of the third and final book to this series.  Due out next year. The third and final book of the Birthright series is going to be my crowning achievement, in that, I plan on doing something that the first two books don't have.  I think readers of all ages will like what they see and hopefully it'll add to the excitement that this last book has to offer.  It'll be a bit more on the 'artsy' side, as far as, the interior goes and I don'

Day after day I rise and weep for the world outside is so cold and yet, I am to believe that this is not true but tis the truth. The lost soul of one who I teach, reach and give is a battle unto himself and I am the lone warrior who must defend myself from him, for he knows not what he does and when I reach for help there is none to give nor receive…for I am by myself in this. When I revel in my successes I call to those most dear to my heart, but goes on bended ear, none shall hear and so I weep. It is those that I speak of, those who I’ve known all my life that I weep mostly for, for I, the accused, am blamed for the attendance I give not and yet, when I call out to them they hear me not and so I weep once more. It is now that I must contemplate what I desire most and that is my happiness and so I shall. You shall not hear from me again, nor feel the warm embrace for I who so willingly gave to you and was shunned, close up the walls and lea

I know I've said some things on marketing yourself as an author, and how to get your books out to the masses, but I've got more to add. I can't stress enough how important it is to have business cards with your book, author website and author email on it to pass out to people wherever you are!  Novel postcards are awesome too, because on the one side you have your book cover with a link to where people can purchase them, on the other side a synopsis of what it's about.  Right there, that simple little 3x5 card can sell a book in minutes!  I kid you not! For example, I went to a book signing at Hanks Farm Restaurant, given by the Book Mouse and as always, I had my business cards and novel postcards with me.  As we sat down at the table, oh, this was a dinner book signing event, anyway, as we sat down we shook hands with three people that sat next to me and my husband, another author friend came in, Jakob Waitekus, and sat down next to us as well.  So, names were gi

              It was another crap day in Dry Prong and I was fit to be tied.  For days on end the weather had been gloomy, gray and wet.  Rain kept on coming and not letting up at all and I swore I thought I saw someone pull out their canoe.                 I looked over at Willodean Ferris’ house and so far it hadn’t budged off its foundation, not yet that is, but her yard was beginning to look like a pond or so the geese thought so, for there were three of them gliding along the water. I decided to give her a call.                 “Hey Willodean, how are you holding up?”                 “Oh, I guess alright, but you know, I’m really worried about something?” Her voice got all shaky when she spoke.                 “What’s troubling you?” Now, if you know Willodean like I do, then you know a bug could have smiled at her and she’d be having a fit.                 “Well, the geese seemed to have found a home in my back yard and . . . well, what’s gonna happen when the water

Dry Prong was having its usual dry season, where everything and everyone screamed for water. Just this morning I looked at my front lawn and heaved a heavy sigh. “Shredded wheat.” That’s what my lawn looked like. All I needed was a little milk and my breakfast would be complete. “Hey, Charlese! Whatcha looking at?” Billy Beauford had just walked up and caught me starring at what once was a beautiful, green lawn. “Oh, hey yourself, what brings you out this way?” Now I’ve known Billy since I was knee high to a grasshopper and even then I didn’t like him much, but now that I’ve grown up I don’t kick him in the shines anymore, I’ve resisted those temptations. “I was on my way to the Five and Dime to get me a Coke. You want to come along?” “Why sure, just you mind yourself though. I’m hot and cantankerous, a force you do not want to mess with.” I was too. Gran, if she was still around, would stay clear away from me when I was in such a mood. “Oh, no, no, no . . . “and held

Out of the darkness they crept, slithering across floors cold and dusty. I am not alone. And one by one, in numbers great and small, they took the life from me. I was but the few. From their deeds, that took without greed, all that I had cherished. I feared great loss. But up from those, who took from me, their battle they have lost. I am but many. And now have claimed all that I am, and all that will ne’er be taken again. I have won . . .                   The battle done . . .                                            My life is my own to keep.

                My life in general is normal, well, normal in the sense that I eat, breathe, sleep like a human, among other things, but there is one thing that you’d consider not human, I shape-shift. Yeah, I’m an oddity alright.                 I often dream of swooping through the air, surprising unsuspecting foes and hearing them scream as I fly away…dream is the keyword here. As it is I shift into a field mouse. Grand.                 Oh, I still get the screams, but it’s the leaving or escaping part that I can never do well.  So, I don’t shift often, only when necessary, which brings me to my story.                 Because of my oddness, I don’t have many friends.  I don’t know why, but I have a hunch−I smell mousey, I think.  Why do I think that? Well, for several reasons, 1. No one will sit next to me in class, 2. I never get picked for anyone's team in P.E. and 3. The most obvious, they pinch and scrunch their noses at me. I feel like a walking stink bomb that kee

February is coming soon and with it Valentines Day, so what better time to offer a great Paranormal Romance story!  That's right, I am offering for five days, my two time Best Seller novel, Birthright Volume I starting February 14 - 18th on Amazon.   So, if you haven't read it yet now is the time to get your free copy or if you have, buy one for that special someone on your list!   Birthright is full of romance, mystery with loads of drama...a great chick lit, although my husband liked it a lot, as well as, my husbands cousin (male also).  Either way, you don't want to miss this great opportunity!