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My Pages! Beginnings...or Chapter One.

The blog is evolving. As I learn, and there is so much to learn,  my attempt is to peak interest in my storytelling. Up until now I just put links here and there, but now I have seperate Pages (above) to show things like Maps and Reviews.


Beginnings is Chapter One in one piece.  The Createspace sample was ugly and hard to read. On the blog it looks kinda nice.  Passage of the Acolyte, I will admit, is a patient read; but not obnoxiously long-winded or boring. You be the judge. Once you find yourself settled, the ride may be a pleasant one.  Check it out and see for yourself. (go ahead....click it)

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Pam Asberry said…
Hi James! I am blog hopping today and I am so happy to find your site! I don't have time to read Chapter 1 right now - I am on my way out the door to meet with my critique partners this morning - but I will definitely be back! Your review was wonderful and your book sounds right up my alley. If you find a minute, I hope you will come and visit my site, as well. I am looking forward to getting to know you better!
April 1, 2011 at 7:21 AM
C.G. Powell said…
Hey James, welcome to the blog hop!! I look forwart to following you.
April 1, 2011 at 10:02 AM
Belinda said…
Welcome James *waves* Came by via the HOP and I'm a new follower. I'm loving the idea of connecting with other writers and I'm looking forward to getting to know you better. Enjoy your weekend!

You can find me here - Writings Of A Dreamer
April 1, 2011 at 1:18 PM
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