Meratis

It’s Giveaway Time!

As I was going through my books after all the outdoor events I did in July, I discovered a few that didn’t quite survive the rain and constant transportation. A few water stains and crinkles pages here, a folded cover there. These books are no longer pretty enough to be sold for full price, but is that any reason to cast them to the curb? NO! So I’m giving them away! Over the next couple of months, keep your eye here, on my newsletter, or on my Facebook page to see what books are up for grabs. While open, click the link to head to the Rafflecopter giveaway
This month: enter to win a signed copy of Evensong, book 1 of the Meratis Trilogy! If you haven’t already, dive into Andvell, a world of magic, dragons, and characters who will capture your heart.

After you’ve entered, head on over to my Facebook page and share your “shelfie” in the comments of the giveaway post!

The winner will be chosen on August 23. Good luck!

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Meratis On Sale!

Evensong-Cover-V1-lowResWeb[1]With all my focus on Venn and the Cadis Trilogy these days (check back next week for news and updates on that score), I felt Jeff and the gang needed a bit of a hug, so I’ve decided to show them some love.

How? On October 26th, I’m kicking off a four-day sale for both EVENTIDE and EVENLIGHT!

Monday: the books will drop down for 99c for ONE DAY ONLY! This means you can grab the entire trilogy for $1.99

Tuesday: get them at $1.99

Wednesday: get them at $2.99

Thursday: get them at $3.99/ea

They’ll return to their regular price of $4.99 on Friday, so treat yourself or someone around you to a whole new experience and decide for yourselves if reading is just a temporary escape or a sneaky look into someone else’s world.

Meratis Trilogy FLASH SALE

Good morning folks!

Today’s an exciting day for me. To help spread the word about the existence of my Meratis Trilogy, I applied for a BookBub ad – supposedly the be all and end all of online advertising. I’ve heard mixed success stories depending on genre, day of the week, phase of the moon, so if anyone is interesting in hearing my results and how it might or might not work for you, leave a message in the comments and I’ll share another post this week with some stats.

EventideEbook-Cover-loresBut that’s not the only reason today is great. Not only is EVENSONG still free, but EVENTIDE is temporarily on sale for 99c! This means you could purchase the entire Trilogy for less than $10!

Happy Easter to all who celebrate, Passover to those who celebrate, and Chocolate Day to all!

Awesome Adventure Academy and “Boardgames”

January was a month of firsts for me in terms of publishing. First time I’ve focused on my writing for days at a time instead of around a dayjob schedule, first time I hit a nice sales milestone, and my first convention!

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The brainchild and test run for artist Adam Tupper and his organization Wonder Geeks Activate, along with a few other talented and energetic people, the AAA involved some amazing cosplayers, improv, artists, and all things geek culture, with the catchy catchphrase #likeschoolonlyfun

My booth at the start of the day. My table buddy and bestie Megan is already hard at work to convince people my books are worth the read ;)

My booth at the start of the day. My table buddy and bestie Megan is already hard at work to convince people my books are worth the read 😉

I had a blast! Made so many new connections, and bought some beautiful art from Rich Lauzon, Katie McCarthy, and Jolie Stripes. The novel pictured is a YA fantasy/horror by Kevin T. Johns.

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I also had fun perusing the wares of Steamdragon Studio, a booth of steampunk/gothic curios including shrunken heads, monkey paws, mummy hands, and Marv, the mummy stuffed in a trunk. Each item comes with its own myth or legend, all adding to the atmosphere.

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I inherited an imp familiar, that I think will end up named Crowley.

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Rob Olsen with Geek Inked Magazine was also awesome enough to give EVENSONG a plug in his article on the event. Want to know what the AAA was all about? Give the article a read!

Based on this experience, I’d jump at the chance to do it again. I love the opportunity to meet new readers in person. A few have come back to keep in touch so if any of you are reading *waves* Hello!

Last week I skipped posting my short story, but I’ve been good at keeping up on them! I technically have not missed a day since I started (read: I’ve missed days, but caught up). Today I’ll share one called “Boardgames”.

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“You totally cheated!” Sarah cried. “It fell on the five.”

Gary laughed. “It did not. A clear six and anyone will vouch for me. Chuck?”

“Of course Chuck will vouch for you — he’s on your team! I saw a five.”

“Kara, ladies, calm yourselves,” said Chuck, raising his hands in a gesture that had the opposite effect than intended. He ducked to evade a projectile chip bag and snatched out a hand to stop his drink from toppling. “Hey now. Just because you’re losing–”

He had no time to finish before a pillow launched at him next. He caught it in the chest and collapsed on the floor. “Man down. I’m hit, Gary. Go on without me.”

Gary grabbed the dice. “I’ll make it up to you, man. I will avenge you! Come on, four.”

And he rolled.

EVENSONG: Free e-book and awesome art!

In my last post (where, if you recall, I offered a free Meratis short story as a thank you for being wonderful), I mentioned something about a big announcement coming up. It’s here. Today. RIGHT NOW.

EVENSONG, book 1 of the Meratis Trilogy, is now FREE for your e-reader! FREE

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Author Jeff Powell wakes up to find the impossible has happened. He is within his own novel—summoned into the fictional world of Feldall’s Keep by a spell he didn’t write. One the House enchantress hasn’t figured out how to reverse.

When the villain he’s been struggling to write reveals himself, unleashing waves of terror and chaos, Jeff must use more than his imagination to save the characters he created—and the woman he loves.

Trapped within a world of his own creation, he must step outside the bounds of his narrative to help his characters defeat an evil no one anticipated, even if he must sacrifice his greatest gift. In the end, he has to ask: are novels really fiction, or windows into other worlds?

I announced this a few days ago, but was still waiting for a few sites to catch up. IF you’re looking at a site that still shows it for 99c, just report it to Amazon and they”ll price match!

And the offers don’t end there! Well, the free ones do, but you’ll love me anyway right?

A few months back, I commissioned some art piece from my friend and artist Adam Tupper. I posted the original black and white prints here a few weeks ago but NOW I can share the final versions and they’re GORGEOUS!!!

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Once I get my hands on some prints, I’ll be selling them for $10 each (+ postage if applicable).

All the Meratis excitement!!!!! I hope you’ve enjoyed my Meratis spree, because this is where it ends …… for now.

RELEASE: A Step Too Far – A Meratis Short Story

First, a thank you to everyone who reblogged, retweeted, Facebook shared, told their grandparents, whispered to the neighbourhood cat about my EVENLIGHT release! You turned a regular freezing cold Tuesday into something really special.

But the good news doesn’t end there! Have you already read EVENSONG? Want more Meratis goodness?

As promised, the FREE Meratis short story is now available!  You can reach it by following this sign-up form. Worry not! In signing up for this form, you’re not agreeing to any emails from me (that’s a different link for my newsletter. You can sign up for that one here). You’ll be given the option to leave a review of EVENSONG (which I do hope you will. It’s the greatest gift an author can receive to help spread the word), and provided with the password to download the story (it’s in bold at the top of the text).

Thank you in advance for all of your time and support.  And if you think the announcements end here, you’re very much mistaken. Keep your eye glued to this page (or  follow the blog and then you can go about your lives and come back when it’s posted) for some more exciting Meratis news!

Cover by Colin F. Barnes

Cover by Colin F. Barnes

A message in a bottle ends up in the hands of Feldall scholar, Brady Reed. Someone is trapped under the rubble of Treevale Fortress and is begging for help. Against his reservations, Brady goes with the Feldall twins and the House enchantress to unravel yet another mystery of Raul’s cursed stronghold. What they find leaves Brady questioning his own obsession for knowledge, and the risks of going a step too far. 

EVENLIGHT Released! The Meratis Trilogy Wraps Up

Meratis Covers (1)Two weeks(ish) from now will be 2 years since the original release date for EVENSONG. I didn’t know how well the story would be received. It’s a bit tongue in cheek, a bit writer-focused, and yet the response has been phenomenal. It ate someone’s brain (in the words of Kate Sparkes)! How could I ever get a better review than that?

But then in June 2014, I released EVENTIDE. The books that “raises the stakes with an even richer and more satisfying second act”.

It’s hard to wrap my head around how little time has past since that first book came out. Considering everything that’s happened since then, it feels like longer. Now that I think of it, Jeff expresses the same thoughts in the first few pages of the EVENLIGHT, which happens to take place along a similar timeline. I didn’t plan that, but it does add a nice new layer of metafiction to an already uber metafictional tale.

Today I get to celebrate that the trilogy is complete! One last chance for you to connect with your favourite Andvellian characters – or maybe be introduced to them with the whole collection at once!

Need the final installment? There are officially buy links!

Evenlight-EbookCover-V3-loResJeff Powell wants nothing more than to leave his adventures behind him, but he owes a debt and the Sisters intend to collect, no matter the cost. Stealing Cassie in exchange for Jeff’s returned imagination, he and Venn are enlisted to save Andvell from destruction.

With Brady’s mind being taken over by Talfyr’s, Jasmine unwell, and Jayden brooding over his broken heart, Jeff must rely on the strength of their friendship to find Cassie and save multiple worlds from being torn apart by growing rifts in the Veil.

As the doorway between worlds closes, Jeff needs to choose which side he’ll end up on, and what he’s willing to give up before the end.

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Here for the first time and not sure what you’re getting into? I have the full Meratis Starter-Kit, including buy linksan excerpt from the first chapter and some fun character interviews.

Reviews are an author’s best friend, so once you’ve finished reading, please head over to Amazon.com to leave your thoughts on the book! Want more Feldall once you’re done? Shoot me an email and I’ll send over a FREE Meratis Short Story that takes place between EVENSONG and EVENTIDE.

Cover Reveal: EVENLIGHT

The release for EVENLIGHT is less than a week away, so I guess it’s about time I share with you the beautiful artwork that is THE COVER!!!!!!!!!!! Next Tuesday (release day), make sure you stop by to read the first chapter (might be a bit spoilery if you haven’t read the first two books) and find as many buy links as I can post!

Without further ado:

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Jeff Powell wants nothing more than to leave his adventures behind him, but he owes a debt and the Sisters intend to collect, no matter the cost. Stealing Cassie in exchange for Jeff’s returned imagination, he and Venn are enlisted to save Andvell from destruction.

With Brady’s mind being taken over by Talfyr’s, Jasmine unwell, and Jayden brooding over his broken heart, Jeff must rely on the strength of their friendship to find Cassie and save multiple worlds from being torn apart by growing rifts in the Veil.

As the doorway between worlds closes, Jeff needs to choose which side he’ll end up on, and what he’s willing to give up before the end.

Feldall Family Festival

Forget how EVENTIDE ends. Forget the mayhem in the first two books. Just as Jeff was surprised to learn that his characters acted out of standard from how he’d written them, so the Feldall crew are with me. This story has no bearing on what’s to come – it’s just a spot of fun for my readers — and theirs.

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Jeff Powell leaned back on the sofa and sipped his Feldallian eggnog, which tasted nothing like the brews back home, full of flavours and spices that didn’t exist in his world.

Maggie Stanwell had cast the Meratis incantation early that morning to summon him, Cassie Murphy, and Venn Connell to Andvell to celebrate House Feldall’s seasonal Festival. He and Cassie had already been down to the stables to see Swish and offer him a bushel of apples as a gift, and Cassie had woven red ribbons in his hair, giggling as Jeff and the bay gelding exchanged bemused glances.

Now he sat with his arm around her shoulder as she rattled a box in her hands.

“What is it?” she asked. “Can I open it?”

Jasmine Feldall laughed. “Of course. That’s why you’re here, isn’t it?”

Jeff glanced around the drawing room, appreciating the tree that reached the ceiling, covered with ribbons and bows and what looked like little glittering marmishes, courtesy of Maggie he suspected. Under the tree sat a mountain of gifts in brown paper—one for every resident of Feldall’s Keep.

“It’s so nice to be with family for the holidays,” he said.

Cassie snuck him a look as she slid Jasmine’s knife under the tied string. “What about your parents?”

“Oh, this is much nicer than being with them.”

He laughed and drank more eggnog.

Three of Maggie’s children—Joseph, Bess, and Thomas, Jeff recalled—chased each other into the room, their shrieks of joy drowning out the horns and strings of the band playing in the corner.

“Jasmine, I love it!” Cassie exclaimed, holding up a needlepoint portrait of the Keep.

“It’s not just me. Maggie had a hand in it as well.”

Cassie went to give hugs, and Jayden Feldall took her place on the sofa. “I didn’t stitch anything for you, Author.”

“Thank you,” said Jeff.

“But here. Me, Brady, and Conrad pitched in to get you this.”

He handed over a small box, and Jeff tore into it with enthusiasm, rolling his eyes when he found a codpiece within.

Jayden nudged his shoulder. “So you’re prepared for your next fight.”

“Thank you,” Jeff repeated, his tone dry.

Brady smiled. “That’s not your real gift.”

He passed over another box, which Jeff opened with less curiosity, although the contents were much more appealing.

The History of House Feldall, by Brady Reed.

Jeff’s eyebrows rose in surprise, and Brady flushed. “I thought I’d try my hand at word dabbling. I hope you like it.”

Before Jeff could express the depth of his gratitude, a cry from Maggie cut through the room.

“Conrad, I love it! You knew I wanted one. Thank you, love, it’s precious!”

The three men looked over to see the enchantress cuddling a pygmy goat, her daughter Bri reaching out to give it a tentative pat.

“It’s not as cute a gift, but I got you something as well,” Brady said to Jasmine, taking her hand. He dropped a key into her palm, and she stared up at him in confusion until he explained, “It’s for the new desk in your office. I know you needed one.”

Jasmine’s face lit up, and she threw her arms around Brady’s neck. Jeff watched on with smug satisfaction.

“The past can make one believe

His actions were justified. Be wary

Of your confidence in dabbling.”

The woman’s voice came over Jeff’s shoulder, and he jumped to see Kay on her own, the first time he’d heard one of the Sisters speak so much at once, even though she kept the rhythmic cadence.

She smiled, winked an emerald-hued eye, and disappeared.

Jeff shook his head, thinking he’d had too much eggnog, but when he turned to set the cup down on the end table, he found Aya sitting there, dressed in silver instead of her usual blue. Her white hair had red ribbons to match the tree, striking against her ebony skin.

“Your present is full of friendship,

And joy. Be grateful for what

You find yourself surrounded by.”

Before Jeff could answer, she faded away as well.

One more to go, he thought, rising to his feet to wait for her.

“What are they up to now?” Venn asked, coming to stand beside him. “Don’t worry, Jayden and Jasmine got me these sweet new daggers, so whatever they throw at us, we can take them.”

She held up the gifts, showing off the balance by resting one on the tip of her finger.

It rose into the air, seemingly on its own, and hovered until a shape took form and a hand appeared around the grip of the blade.

Lan smiled, looking more stunning than ever in a red dress instead of yellow.

“Be not too quick to rush to threats.

The time will come when diplomacy

Is your best recourse.”

Jeff huffed. “You know what, that’s it. Kay, Aya, get back here.”

With tinkling laughter, the other two appeared. Seeing Kay, Jeff noticed her usual light green silk had darkened to a richer shade that matched the tree and caught the copper of her hair. All three Sisters, decked out for the holidays.

“All right, Past, Present, and Future, how about we put you to use for a change. Follow me.”

He led them over to the band, gave a few instructions, and before too long, their sing-song voices filled the room.

“Deck the halls with,” sang Kay.

“Boughs of holly,” continued Aya. “Fa la-la,”

“La-la, la-la, la-la,” Lan  took up.

“There,” said Jeff, returning to the sofa with a nod of satisfaction. “That should keep them out of our hair for a while.”

“I’m hungry!” Joseph spoke up. “When’s food?”

“Keep the voice down, little man,” said William, Maggie’s eldest. “The feast will begin shortly, never fear.”

“And what a feast,” said Jasmine. “You should see the roast Jayden went out to get.”

“Me?” asked Jayden, freezing on his way to pour more eggnog. “I asked Conrad to see to it.”

He looked to Maggie’s husband, and the blacksmith shook his head. “You put me in charge of the tree.”

Jasmine’s eyebrow quirked. “You mean there’s no dinner?”

A moment of silence fell on the group that threatened to devolve into chaos, but was interrupted by a timid knock at the door.

“Come in,” said Cassie when no one else spoke.

A white-faced, trembling Tanya poked her head into the room. “Sorry to bother you, but there’s someone at the door. I don’t know – you’ll never guess –”

“Best you let me announce myself then, my dear,” came a voice that left everyone stunned.

Terror filled Jeff’s chest, and in a moment everyone was on their feet, weapons ready. The Sisters vanished, and Maggie clutched her children.

Raul stood in the doorway, his dark attire and courteous smile even more unsettling when contrasted with the cheer of the season.

“I see I’ve surprised you. Good! How could I think about you all here in one room enjoying yourselves and not stop in to say hello and Happy Festival?”

“What do you want?” Jayden demanded.

“Isn’t it obvious?” asked Raul. “I’m here to join the fun!” He pulled off his coat to reveal a bright and colourful sweater, patterned with a warbear in a red hat. “I hope you don’t mind I brought a few things.”

He waved his hand and a line of servants came in with the fixings of a full feast.

“Food!” cried Joseph, breaking free of his mother’s grasp.

Too shocked to react, the entire Feldall clan, including the Sisters who had returned once there proved to be no threat, found themselves swept into the dining room where the table groaned under the weight of the meal.

The silence remained until the children, too young to understand the miracle that had occurred, dug into the feast, Joseph climbing up into Raul’s lap. In the face of the Festival, joy pervaded, and laughter and glee filled the air.

Outside the window, a burst of colour, reds and oranges, filled the sky and then a flash of green as Talfyr circled in the sky.

Raul chuckled. “Now this, my friends, is a Festival.” He raised his glass. “And here’s to the New Year.”0001-44898647

#AndvellArt Submissions and Winners!

I know I said this post would come yesterday, but over the weekend I was possessed by a demon, commonly known as The Cold, so my week’s been a bit delayed. That being said, I’m moderately back on my feet and ready to share with you the fabulous submissions that I received for my #AndvellArt contest that wrapped up in October. I know! I said I was late!

A big apology to those who submitted that this post is only going up now – but a huge thanks for your patience. It means that world to me that you participated, and I’m excited to share the results with THE WORLD!!

As I said in my original post, I was not a judge for the contest. That title goes to the magnificent Megan Faw, Kate Sparkes, and Meghan Hyden. Thank you muchly, ladies!

Only the top 3 were placed in any sort of order, so I’ll post the rest in the order I received them. Sit back, take a read, and enjoy!

BRADY AND THE DRAGON by Jean-François Lacelle

[JF now gets future credit for helping me come up with some great babble words]

– Bribblesnap

– …

– Bratwurst

– …….

– Bellow

– *sigh*

– Hello.

– Finally!

– Hello? Hello??

– Yes. Finally you’ve been able to say what you’ve been trying to say for the past few days, but instead have been spouting gibberish. Now, let’s see if you can actually form a sentence.

– You. Lizard?

– Best try that one again mortal.

– …dragon?

– Better. And yes. I would be a dragon.

– I am human. Name is Brady.

– Words are slowly coming to you it seems. Quite fascinating. It’s rare for me to see a mortal such as you, be able to learn our language so quickly. Brady is it…

– Your name is?

– Unimportant really. And besides, it would be much too long to pronounce. We mystical creatures like our overly complicated nomenclatures .

– I have much patience and some time.

– Actually, you don’t. In fact, before we even continue this conversation, I feel like I must warn you: dragon-speak is not just a language, but it also requires a large amount of energy. As a dragon, it takes close to nothing for me to speak to you. But for a mere mortal as yourself, it will seriously tax your reserves. It could in fact kill you, as it has many before.

– Matters not.

– Are you certain? While you may see me as a terrible creature hellbent on destruction, I actually have no desire to kill you. Much like those who hunted me down before, the only ones I’ve killed were the ones that went too far and, in the end, caused their own demise.

– I know. That was… friend. But I am not like him. I come asking for help.

– Help? Truly, you must be desperate if you are willing to brave certain death to simply ask me for such a thing. What could possibly force you to risk your life that you would not be able to handle with other mortal help?

– Raul.

– …

– Rabiool???

– No, no, you said it correctly the first time.

– Oh.

– I was merely pausing at the mention of his name. I know of Raul, yes. In fact, he’s one of the mortals that I wouldn’t mind having an interminable conversation with, if only because inserting my claws into his flesh has been so difficult to do so far.

– Then, you will help?

– As I said, I have been unable to catch him so far. What makes you think that I would be able to help you with this pest?

– Because he wants us dead, and will do all he can to destroy us.

– And?

– This makes us good bait. He runs away from you, but he chases after us.

– Hrm. Your point is valid. Very well then Brady, if it means ridding the world of this wretched Raul, I will listen to you, and I promise to keep my comments brief, so as not to tax you unduly. So, tell me, do you have a plan already?

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All the colours! Artwork by Ray Clothier

All the colours! Artwork by Ray Clothier

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You might recognise this one - used for advertising the contest! Thanks to Ed Longpre

You might recognise this one – used for advertising the contest! Thanks to Ed Longpre

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EVEN STEVEN by Lee Wallace

Jeff sat in his chair, watching Venn work. She’d been on this side of the portal for a short time, but she was already picking up the skills required to live in the big city. Venn could understand enough French to take an order for a fancy coffee, and to politely refuse any unwanted attention. In fact, her customer service skills were amazing compared to when Cassie had first suggested hiring her at the Le Coin du Café

“I’m not sure what to with Venn,” Jeff said to Cassie. Bringing Venn to his world had felt like the right thing to do at the time, but little details he hadn’t considered kept popping up – housing, clothing and feeding her were at the top of the list, followed by helping her feel useful. The first were fairly easy to solve – Cassie had a spare bedroom, and older clothes that fit Venn fairly well. Jeff made enough money from book sales to give Cassie money to buy extra groceries, but he could see that Venn didn’t like the situation – she’d been taking care of herself for years, and it rankled her to have to rely on someone else. “What do you think?” he asked Cassie.

“What about a job?” she suggested. “We’ve had a couple of people quit recently – I could put a good word in for her with my boss, if you like.”

Jeff liked it. Venn had been bouncing off the walls of Cassie’s apartment.   He didn’t like her walking around alone yet, but only because he was concerned about OTHER people’s safety – Venn had a rather permanent way of dealing with people who bothered her. Until she learned to ask questions first, stab later, Venn needed supervision. Working at du Café would help her learn how to live on his side of the portal.

“I like it!” he said – then he saw Cassie’s expression. “What’s wrong?”

“I forgot that she doesn’t have any ID! I can’t pay her under the table, so she’ll need a SIN number…also, can she read?”

“Writing is the same in both worlds,” he assured her. “I’ve been letting her surf the ‘net to learn more about our world, she’s had no problems.”

“That’s good to hear,” Cassie replied, “but what about ID?”

Jeff smiled slyly.   “Don’t worry – I know a guy…”

A few years earlier, Jeff had been doing research for a novel, and had made friends with a forger. Although the book was stalled, he still spoke to the forger – who was a big fan of the Meritas books. A new identity for Venn wouldn’t be an issue.

“Jeff! How’s the new book coming along?”

Jeff and Venn entered the shop. “Hello Steven,” he replied. “I’m not sure. You know my motto – ‘When it’s done!’ How are things with you?”

“I’m good – what can I do for you today?” Steven asked.

“This is my cousin Venn. We’re hoping you can help us – can we talk in private?”

Steven nodded. “Sure, just one sec. Tommy!” he shouted. “I need you up front!”

A young man got up from behind the desk, and walked towards them, with a leer at Venn. “What’s up?”

“I’ve got to talk to some customers out back, mind the store.”

The boy shrugged. “I guess.”

Steven rolled his eyes at Jeff as they walked to the back of the store. “I hope your cousin isn’t as big a pain -“

WHAM! The sound of flesh hitting the ground made Jeff spin around. Venn had pinned Tommy to the ground, the tip of her knife dimpling his throat.

“You dare touch me?” she hissed. “Do you know what happened to the last dog to try that?” As she spoke, her dagger hand rose high above her head. Tommy’s low moan of terror broke Jeff’s paralysis.

“Venn! NO!” Jeff half shouted, and as he watched, she brought down the knife –beside Tommy’s head.

“Next time you’ll be eating your own sweetmeats, worm. Raw.” As she walked towards Jeff, she shrugged at his expression. “What? He’s not hurt – much. Next time he’ll think twice before grabbing someone’s ass.”

As Venn walked towards Jeff, Steven darted around her to check on Tommy. Seeing nothing, he booted him in the ribs. “Get up, you idiot! Quit your snivelling and watch the front!” Steven sniffed the air. “On second thought, go home and change your pants. I’ll let you know if you still have a job tomorrow.” With a fearful glance at Venn, Tommy ran out the front door, leaving behind a puddle.

Steven turned back. “I’m so sorry about Tommy. If there’s anything I can do to make this right, just tell me!”

Venn smiled crookedly. “There is one thing…”

“OK, just look here, and…perfect!” Jeff smiled as Venn posed for the camera. After the incident with Tommy, he was glad that he had warned her about the flash – it was quite possible she could have done something expensive if startled again. “I won’t have the passport or SIN for about a month. For now though, here’s your birth certificate.” Steven handed Venn the document and she turned to Jeff. “I can’t wait to show Cassie! Can I get a job at her café now?”

Jeff smiled. “You should be able to. They’ll want your SIN number, but they’ll understand the delay.” Venn gave the forger a grin. “Thank you Steven! I’m so happy you could get this done so quickly!”

Steven smiled nervously. “Hey, no problem. I’m sorry about my idiot cousin, I’ll be talking to my uncle about him tonight. He shouldn’t have tried grabbing your – ah, grabbing you. We good now?”

Venn nodded. “We’re square. Just tell your cousin that if I hear anyone else complaining about him…“ Her hand seemingly grew a silver finger.

Steven nodded. “Will do.” Steven turned to Jeff. “Glad to see your cousin can take care of herself!”

Jeff smiled lopsidedly at Venn. “Me too – now just to channel those skills into customer service!”

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I’m not pandering when I say I’m glad I didn’t have to choose between these. So many made me laugh and show an incredible amount of creativity – likely from people who weren’t sure they could pull it off! *round of applause for all!*

But the judges did narrow it down to these top three. May I present:

#3: The CAKE by Shannon Faucher

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#2: WHERE’S RAULDO by Serah Gordon

– do you know where to find him?

'Where's-Rauldo'And drumroll…..

#1: A burlesque act choreographed and performed by my long time friend, stage name Randi Rouge. Context: From Evensong, this is Jeff’s fantasy of Cassie Murphy escaping Treevale before he makes up his mind to go save her (/eyeroll. Oh Jeff.)

Warning: NSFW. If you’re offended by boobs or partial nudity, it’s in your best interest not to watch. If you judge burlesquers and their form of performing art, then please keep your (perfectly entitled) opinions to yourself. If this is not you, click away and enjoy Jeff’s fun and wacky imagination. While he still has it…

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Hope you enjoyed what everyone submitted and hopefully were inspired to try something yourself on the next round. Again, a HUGE thanks for everyone who took the time to create and submit, to judge, to comment, to support – Love you all!

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