Seven Deadly Sins, A YA Anthology available on Amazon & freeze frame fiction’s first birthday

Today is a glorious day.

Not because the sun is shining¬† or because our dryer got delivered this morning. Not even because I prepared the asparagus risotto I love so much for the first time this year –although all of the above already amount to a pretty awesome day in my book.

No. Today is glorious because it’s the day our “baby”, the Seven Deadly Sins YA Anthology – Pride was published. It was a long and challenging process but we did it and you can now buy the delicious fruit of our labor from Amazon as an eBook and a paperback.


If you don’t want to pay for your copy (we get it, we’re tight on cash, too) you can join our Facebook launch party and enter a giveaway for a free eBook copy. What are you waiting for? The giveaway ends April 2.

But that is not yet all.

Today also marks freeze frame fiction‘s first birthday. It’s been a year since Dino Laserbeam published the first issue of this amazing new publication, focusing on great flash fiction.

As if that wasn’t enough reason to celebrate, this issue also includes a flash story called Replay, by none other than the nose featured on my profile picture. The artwork accompanying the story was created by Luke Spooner, a.k.a. Carrion House.


Stop by freeze frame fiction, read the issue and show some love for the people who put it together.

All previous issues of fff are available for purchase on Amazon as well.

Looking forward to seeing you at the parties. I’ll be be the one in the corner with the stupid smile on her face.

Have a great month everyone ūüôā

Cover reveal – Seven Deadly Sins YA Anthology: Pride

There are few moments I have dreamed of more, than this one: A story I wrote is included in a book, one you can actually touch and leaf through, place on your nightstand and smell. I’ll stop before this becomes even more inappropriate.

The book in question is the first volume of the Seven Deadly Sins YA Anthology with Pride as a theme. The Anthology centers around teenagers doing their thing with a twist … cue the cardinal sins.

This is a collaborative project we have nurtured with much love with my fellow Scribophile writer friends, and we hope it will find young adults and adults alike that will love it as much as we do.

Today I get to present you with the cover, done by extremely talented illustrator Luke Spooner, a.k.a. Carrion House. Ready?

Pride Cover

Luke graciously agreed to an interview about himself and his background as an artist, which  you can read on the SDS website.

The release of the ebook and paperback is scheduled for April 1, 2015 via Amazon. There is a Facebook launch party you can join. I really hope to see you all there!

Things to do instead of writing

1. Wake up, check emails, eat breakfast. At 11 p.m. deliver translation to client. Spend the next three hours working on various writing projects without actually writing. 

2. Watch Neighbors. Consider adding Zac Efron to your Laminated Celebrity List. Decide against it, since you only have five spots and three are already taken by Ryan Gosling. 

3. Consider working out. Don’t work out. Go for a coffee with a friend instead and talk about wanting to work out.

4. Read post on random site about¬†automatically translated Chinese signs into English. Laugh at the absurd yet somehow eerily creative turns of phrase.¬†Add post¬†to list with links to send to future clients when they¬†claim translation is a monkey’s job when you demand to get paid for it.

5. Watch World Cup and pray for Greece to win. After Greece wins, spend the next hour reminiscing about the¬†2004 European Championship. Realize it’s been 10 years since you partied on the streets of Corfu that heavenly summer. Feel¬†very old. Make sure to apply moisturizer after washing face before going to sleep tonight.

Picture by Sonja Langford

6. Watch John Green’s interview at the Colbert¬†Report. Giggle¬†when Stephen Colbert says that “A Young Adult Novel Is a Regular Novel That People Actually Read“.

7. Fantasize about writing a¬†“Fault in Our Starts”-meets-“The Perks of being a Wallflower”-meets-“High Fidelity”-meets-“To kill a Mockingbird”-hybrid-uber-novel. Remind¬†yourself that plan requires you to actually sit down and write. Postpone¬†said writing to a non-yet-determined future point in time.

8. Finish day by writing a blog post about the various ways to procrastinate on any given day. Go to bed feeling very accomplished.



I started several stories last week, but was able to finish only one, which is now eagerly awaiting its second rejection from an online magazine. And despite the fact¬†this poem wasn’t¬†written inspired by¬†the flaming stare I give¬†the screen every time a “thanks, but no thanks” email lands in my mailbox, I like to think of it as multi-faceted enough to fit such occasions.

Just replace “lust” with “dread” and you get the picture.



Look for the light inside these eyes

search for the flame behind them

that simmering glow

of Lust disguised

will tell you tales of wonder

It pierced through dark

and cut like knives

it broke through walls of thunder

This fire is fierce

it burns and thrives

this Fire

will bring you under

Story a Day in May – Day 5 a.k.a. impromptu prompt

So, today’s prompt was to write a story about a character who’s done something they feel shame for OR a story with 140 characters (the ones we type, not the walking/talking kind).

Seeing as I could neither come up with a good idea for the first prompt, nor reduce a story I wrote to under 30 words (which is what 140 characters would mean) for the second one, I decided to be a non-conformist (once more) and went with a prompt of my own: Write a story of up to 100 words.

So, here you have it (this probably sucks balls, but shhhh, we’ll keep it between us)

P.S. I’ll continue trying to come up with a 140-character story and will post if I am successful.


Oscar Wilde memorial in Dublin
Oscar Wilde memorial in Dublin


She says dreams are for the hopeless.

I say they’re for the hopeful.

She frowns.

I laugh.

She moves out. Marries. Leaves her job.

I travel. Adopt a cat named Einstein.

We meet for coffee.

She drinks her latte in hurried gulps.

She has to be home soon.

She says life is a struggle.

I say it’s a discovery.

She says, you don’t understand.

I say, I do. Life is what you make of it.

Story a Day in May – Days 2+3

Really flowery poem in the making.
Really flowery poem in the making.

Story a Day in May started on May 1st and I am already behind. Being a creative person though, I thought of a way to ¬†merge the prompts of Day 2 and 3 and write something combining them both, i.e. prepare yourself for a somewhat free ¬†magnetic poetry session using, amongst others, the words “vermillion” and “musky”.

Because that is how a writer do.

Don’t shoot the pianist, or throw tomatoes at her. This is my first attempt at poetry after a looong time.¬†You may laugh inwardly at my inability to rhyme properly.

I won’t hold it against you. Really. I won’t.


Her sordid rose

bleeds vermillion drops

in the scouring rain

The sky cracks

and twists

its sympony frantic

— black

its beauty sour

with rage

He says her dreams

are ugly

and so is her heart

but she loves him

… still

for the waxy taste of his sweat

on her skin

for his urge in the dark

to pick her apart

and feast on the bones of her will

After the storm

her languid remnants

tired with

delirious lust


under a dying moon

and she sleepwalks

in the windstricken garden

where her rose lays bare

on a rock

the early-morning dew

a memory of the wind

and the anger

and the fleeting warmth of his whisper

in the night

the petals scattered

the stem devoured

Forever his for the picking.

Forever hers for offering up.