Seventeen-year-old Hazel is the youngest godmother L.A. has seen in eons, but that’s no excuse to fall for her client’s ‘Charming’. After all, fairy godmothers don’t make their own dreams come true.
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Wedding cake toppers are as varied as couples are themselves. You’ve got the high fivers, the piggybackers, the couple at the altar each with an ear to their cell phones, and the couch potatoes. And then there are the lucky ones—those who really are in impeccable, unshakable love.
Two pairs of beady, unblinking eyes stare back at me from my nightstand. My mother’s been foraging again and found me an addition to my collection. I cup my hand around the woman’s chiseled gown and bring it in for a closer look.
She smells like 5th and Grand. Rubino’s Italian Bistro. No doubt this figurine was mixed up in the dregs of one of Rubino’s paninis earlier today. My mother is one of the elite dumpster divers of the world. Some people have a weakness for puppies in boxes out in front of grocery stores. My mother has a soft spot for inanimate objects, items left on sidewalks next to handmade cardboard signs that say, “I need a home,” or “Free junk.”
The figurine’s not bad though. The couple faces forward, with the bride leaning up against her groom. He has his arms around her waist and she reaches back to touch his cheek. I picture them watching their band play, swaying to the music together. They look like they’re in love. I know he’s glued to her, but it seems he would hold her just as tightly on his own.
Then again, how would I know? Being in love is not in my job description.
Pam checked every box: marriage, kid, career? Check. When her husband dies suddenly and their DIY empire goes on life support, Pam must fix the relationship with her troubled daughter and save the family business.
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Pam had been the one who’d found him. Thank God she’d made the gruesome discovery. If she’d been held up in traffic or stopped someplace else on the way home, Grace would’ve arrived first after school.
Pam would never have forgiven herself.
Now, a mere twenty-four hours later, she could no longer avoid it. It felt too soon, too unreal to share the unavoidable news with their legions of followers. She closed the door to her home office, sat down at her laptop, and forced herself to type.
It’s with a sad, heavy heart I must inform you, our faithful readers: Nate died yesterday.
She paused after she typed that sentence. Her husband would’ve hated having his death announced on their lifestyle blog. Better than on Good Morning America or in the pages of This Old House. An inappropriate giggle escaped Pam’s lips, immediately followed by more tears. In one day, she’d cried more than maybe her whole life. She grabbed a Kleenex and blew her nose. This was the hardest thing Pam had ever written, but it was necessary. Their fans deserved to know, and the full story needed to come from her.
You may have already read about it in the ‘People’ section of the newspaper, or heard about it on a brief report on the local news last evening, or this may come as a complete shock to you. It did to me. And I’m still in shock. I haven’t fully absorbed the fact that Nate is gone.
When Kenleigh Maize learns a mysterious DNA sequence is the cause of her infertility, she’s invited to participate in a misleading clinical trial. It won’t treat her infertility but may explain the origins of life.
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Twin boys playing beside a toy bin in the clinic’s waiting room reminded Kenleigh Maize of her haunting discovery. She and her deceased mother were identical twins. Part of her wished she hadn’t found her mom’s cryptic journal entry stowed away in her jewelry box, so none of these family secrets would’ve ever surfaced.
Kenleigh couldn’t resist the urge. She opened the photo library on her smartphone and reread her mother’s entry from May 5, 1992.
The pregnancy tests came back positive. All ten of them! How the hell did I get pregnant without having sex? I found one possible explanation, but it’s disturbing.
“Kenleigh,” the receptionist called from behind the counter.
Phone off, she followed the woman into the doctor’s office and braced herself against the door.
Her confidential medical records were pinned to Dr. Sahoo’s office wall with thumbtacks and pushpins, connected by zigzagging bands of red and yellow string. The shrine looked similar to an evidence wall used by detectives in crime shows. A couple sticky notes adorned her MRIs; others were pinned to her intake forms and prescription history. It should’ve been an alarming sight, but Kenleigh couldn’t help admiring the abstract features of the medical wall. There was an unintended artistic quality to the arrangement, like the color splatter on a painter’s apron. The meticulous nature reminded her that Dr. Sahoo’s examination of her medical condition, as unorthodox as it may seem, was, indeed, an investigation. Maybe today’s appointment was more than just a consultation.
As a writer, editor, and agent intern, I understand how hard it is to get someone to look at your work. I hope that in some small way, I’ve brought hope and joy by giving back to the community that supports me.
I could only pick one winner but there is always the offer of a free synopsis and first ten pages assessment given by Michele Rubin. She’s my boss, a brilliant lady, and is the Chief editor of Cornerstones US, was an agent for Writers House for twenty-five years, and will give you some really good feedback as to what you could do to help those first ten pages shine. Just see the link below.
I am so proud of all the Pitch Madness entrants! You’re putting yourself out there. You’re trying your best. And someday, that will be good enough.
The amount of talent out there is astounding! There were so so many entries I wished I could’ve recommended to the agent I work for. We had to be picky! Nit-picky! This was the most fierce competition and highest quality submissions I’ve ever seen. So if you aren’t one of the people chosen, please remember that you’re probably close! Keep trying!
Team Peppermint Forest with Wade & Timanda
The Candy Cane Conspiracy
The Hiders and the Seekers
The Seven Skies
Silver and Ice
Pantheon of Nearer Stars
The Last Story
Team Lollipop Woods with Rebecca & Marieke
SUMMER OF L.U.C.K.
THE LUCKIEST GIRL IN THE WORLD
I AM DRAGON
STARS AND SHADOWS
BLUFF, RAISE, FOLD
FEET MADE OF STARS
HIDE ME AWAY
A MATTER OF MUMMIES
Team Ice Cream Sea with Brenda & Monica
YA Fantasy – FACING DEMONS
MG Contemp/Magic – GIRL OF THE BIG ISLAND
Adult Mystery – THE POISON SEASON
YA Fantasy – THE EVENTIDE
MG Fantasy – THE NINE GRAVES OF GERALDINE GREY
MG Fantasy – SO MUCH FOR PRINCE CHARMING
Adult SciFi – INVADED
YA Contemporary – THE COLD PLACE
YA Paranormal Romance – A RAVEN’S CRAVING
Adult Upmarket Contemporary – SPEEDBUMP
Team Licorice Castle Sharon & Jeyn
MG Magical Realism: Wok Magic
A Gothic SciFi: L’Abatteur
A Paranormal: Specter of a Chance
MG Magical Realism: The Deepest Lake
A Historical: The City With Three Names
YA SciFi: Under The Sea
YA Thriller: GIRL IN RUINS
YA Fantasy: THE MERCIFUL CROW
YA SciFi: Rogue
YA Horror: Neffers
Team Peanut Brittle House with Pintip & Darcy
Intergalactic Backpack – Jared Agard
Nightbringer – Allison Dillon
Things We Weren’t Supposed To Know – Lucy Hallowell
Derailed – Mary Keliikoa
Flesh and Blood – Amy MacMullin
Four Meets Fortune – Nikhita Prabhakar
Sixth Grade Secret Service – Jason Frank
For Whatever We Lose – Robyn Lucas
Your House, My Rules – Marie Garay
Moonlight & Whiskey – Tricia McKee
Team Gumdrop Mountain with Nikki & me!
Vitium – YA Fantasy
Food Trucks and Fireworks – MG Mystery
A Plague on Both Your Houses – YA Contemporary
The Nursery – Adult Speculative Thriller
All the Stars in the Ocean – YA
Book of Miniatures – YA Contemporary
EVERY CINDERELLA HAS HER MIDNIGHT – YA Modern Day Fairy Tale
The Last Relic – YA Sci Fi
Designer You – Adult Women’s Fiction
BOOGERMEN, HOODOO, AND HAINTS – MG Paranormal
And our extra bonus surprise team!
Team Candy Castle with Samantha & Mary Ann
TEMPING FOR DEATH
THE GODDESS CANDIDATE
THE FIRE BEFORE
CURSE OF SILVER LAKE