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- Katheryn J. Avila | @katheryn_avila
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- Anne Chowdhury | @TwiAddictAnne
- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- Angela K. Roe | @AngelaKRoe
- Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
- Mary Decker | @mishmhem
- Kelly Heinen | @Aightball
- David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
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- Deelylah Mullin | @VampBard
Katheryn J. Avila | @katheryn_avila
Dave says: The recollections, slowly revealed, draw the reader in. There was interesting tension in part where the Vampire enters. A very good read, but it seems like there could have been a bit more intensity or drama at the end. A very good read, nonetheless.
David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
Dave says: Great descriptions of places far away and in the future. An interesting mix of futuristic things (data jumping) with old school type things (trains). The storytelling of the time spent in the station with the old man was very well done. The ending was a bit abrupt; it wasn’t entirely clear to me how the prompt fit in.
Deelylah Mullin | @VampBard
Dave says: Rich descriptions of sights, sounds, and smells in a hotel room after a very passionate lovemaking. It was interesting to see Shay processing the events, hoping he was pleased and that this would be something more than a one-time thing. Shae was confused, however, as to how to spell Shay (or vice versa). The ending definitely left the reader wanting to read more.
Angela K. Roe | @AngelaKRoe
Dave says: This was a very nice, concise little story with very believable characters and rich images that allowed me to see them clearly. It was elegant in its simplicity. I liked the twist at the end that tied it together with the beginning. It was very satisfying.
Jordyn’s huge blue eyes stared at me vacantly.
I tamped down hard on my impatience and frustration. “Shoes, Jordyn,” I repeated clearly and slowly. “Go get your shoes.”
“Shoes,” she repeated dutifully as she lumbered down the hall toward her room. “Jordyn’s shoes.” Her gait was that of a toddler, unsteady and gangly, even though she was as tall as I.
“Jordyn’s shoes,” I agreed. “That’s right.”
She danced back down the hall with one athletic shoe and one slipper. “Jordyn’s shoes, Mama!” Her grin was as huge as her eyes and pride for a job well done beamed at me, clearly awaiting my enthusiastic pleasure at her performance.
Unable to resist, I laughed and clapped. “Good job, Jordyn!”
“Jordyn did good.” She did a jig that is only hers, a little shuffle and a single spin.
“You did very well, Jordyn.” I took her hand and led her back to her room. “Would you like your tennis shoes or your slippers today?”
“Jordyn’s shoes,” she insisted. She held up the mismatched pair for my inspection.
“These shoes?” I hid my sigh. She’d certainly worn odder things to daycare. “Seriously, Jordyn?”
She gave me a very adult look and sighed heavily. “Shoes, Mama.” She plopped down in the middle of the hallway, braced herself on her hands and lifted a socked foot to me. “We don’t have time to play today, we’re already late.”
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