When I thought about starting a blog, I really wanted to make this a place for us to get to know each other. I want to get to know you as you get to know me. I want to know what you like, what you don’t. What stories would you like to see written? What makes you crazy in books, in a good and bad way *wink wink*. I haven’t been doing a whole lot of that, so this is my mission to get better. This blog challenge will give us something to talk about every Friday, but I don’t want it to be about me. I want it to be about you too, so each month I will be giving away prizes to a random commenter of the blog challenge posts! Sound good to you? At the end of the year, everyone who has commented will be put into random.org, and I will choose one winner to receive a signed paperback from me. 🙂 So come, on! Let’s play!!!
SO Breanna and John Hayse decided that they were going to get a bunch of friends together to write a birthday story just for me. I laughed when I heard. Knowing my friends, my poor character was in for it…. they did not disappoint. *giggle*
Happy Birthday Princess Sugar Britches
Once upon a time there lived a little girl named Allyssa Hart. Most of the time, she was very very good, but other time, she was VERY naughty. Of course, she chose the day of her birthday to be naughty because she didn’t think that anyone would spank her one her special day. Boy, was she wrong!
So, first thing in the morning on that faithful Birthday day, Allysa Hart snuck out of bed and went to the royal donut shop. She got a box full of their best pastries but refused to share them with anyone else.
Hello, fellow Fairy Tale Junkies. I have something extra special to share today because its from my Big Sister. This woman is awesome. She has been encouraging me to find my voice since the day that I met her and I don’t think she understands just how much her love and constant support pushes me to do things I never thought possible.
Thanks for taking the time to coax me into being naughty, but always being there for me to complain after the fact. I love you bunches, Big Sis.
Love, Your Little Sprite
About two years ago, a friend asked me to reach out to a woman I didn’t know in order to help her feel less alone at a writer’s conference. That woman has become one of the best friends I have ever had. She is my nurse, my counselor, my confidante, my listening ear, my shoulder to cry on, my comedic relief, my words of wisdom, but most importantly she is my big sister and today is her birthday.