Explore worlds, not quite as you know them. Alternative Earths, or human-like beings on other planets. Other times, history has changed. A forgotten past. An unreached future. A dream of places that may, or may not, be. Various short stories that stir the soul, and grasp at long forgotten truths which beg to be heard again.
A variety of stories, at various lengths, slip between ten categories:
Other Worlds and Other Worldly
Medical Science Fiction
A Future We Won’t Remember
A Past Forgotten
Romance: Alluded to.
POV Characters: Multiple.
Length: 57,087 words in 38 short stories and 2 poems.
After you’ve filled your Kindle with Smashwords sales, you may be interested in Clean Indie Reads.
No smut allowed!
This sale only runs December 26 – January 6.
This sale offers 40 free or discounted books in a variety of genres.Something for everyone, without the stress of unnecessary indecency. Clean doesn’t mean religious though.In fact, my clean books have no mention of religion at all.
Some of the authors in this sale have other books that may not be as clean, so if you follow their lists check for their ratings on their own books.
I have followed Merri Halma on Facebook for about a year now. She is a good friend, and a good writer of middle grade, early YA novels.
Merri Halma’s Bio
I was raised in Sunnyside, Washington the youngest of three girls. I always had an active imagination. As we drove across country in the summer, I would see the Indians on horseback on the mountain ranges. Sometimes I would even see them riding down towards the open range. My parents and sisters would laugh. But to me, I really saw the Indians. They were real.
I had a severe speech impediment, so as I approached my teen years, I had few friends. I felt alone, lonely and like no one really understood me. Writing became my outlet for sanity. I wrote in journal, started writing my first novel at 12 or 13 and also wrote poetry.
I went to college after high school, denying myself what I most wanted to do. I wanted to study writing and drama. My mom had assured me if I went into writing, I would lose my mind, because all writers go crazy. I was afraid of losing my mind.
I am real, Because I felt pain deeply, I knew I was real. I had to stay in touch with me. I had to feel the deep hurt I did, otherwise I would be denying myself. It was difficult for me to get into a character because I was afraid of losing my mind. Also, most drama professors wouldn’t accept me for speaking roles because of my speech impediment.
I ended up with a Bachelor of Arts degree in Interdisciplinary Studies with an emphasis in Social Services and the Humanities. Later, a Master’s of Science in Counseling-Psychology.
All my life I have sought God or some reason why no matter what field I endeavored to go into, the door was slammed in my face.
My search for God and reasons why my life sucks eggs so much lead me to want create characters who also search for why their life is the way it is. Writing called me so strongly, I couldn’t ignore it. My mom wasn’t too happy about it. At 56, I still have my sanity. I live what I want to. I just would love to find readers who really can identify with my characters.