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Seven Questions Writers Should Ask Before Publishing

William Petrocelli | Posted 05.04.2014 | Books
William Petrocelli

Years ago, the only way to get published was to type the manuscript, send it to a publisher, and hope for the best. But book publishing has changed significantly. There are more opportunities -- and many more pitfalls.

Seeing Red -- "How Can She Be Tempted?"

Claudia Ricci | Posted 06.05.2011 | Books
Claudia Ricci

She tears the crust from a rounded slice of bread, begins nibbling on crumbs. She is having a war with herself, trying to decide whether to continue with the fabrication, or admit the truth.

Seeing Red -- "Breathing Rainbows into Her Toes"

Claudia Ricci | Posted 05.25.2011 | Books
Claudia Ricci

The music helps. In it, rain is falling. And tropical birds are calling, deep and throaty. Just when she's begun to enjoy the birds, they give way to ocean sounds, with waves crashing on the shore.

Seeing Red: "Jesús Just Wants to Play Guitar," Part Two

Claudia Ricci | Posted 05.25.2011 | Books
Claudia Ricci

Ronda blushed and Jesús bowed slightly. "I'm afraid I must go inside now. Otherwise, there is a bride who will have no music." He reached down and only then did she notice the black guitar case beside his feet.

Seeing Red: "Jesús Just Wants to Play Guitar"

Claudia Ricci | Posted 05.25.2011 | Books
Claudia Ricci

When she finally opens her eyes, he is right there, right beside the narrow hospital bed. One knee raised, he has the custard-colored guitar cradled beneath his chin.

Seeing Red: "Wretch!"

Claudia Ricci | Posted 05.25.2011 | Books
Claudia Ricci

She is weaker than she ever remembers being before. She can barely lift her head up above the white ceramic rim. She screams out, "Help me somebody! Help me, I'm dying in here."

Seeing Red: "Sex and Cinnamon," Part Two

Claudia Ricci | Posted 05.25.2011 | Books
Claudia Ricci

She went up onto her elbows. Stared into his gray blue eyes. The salmon-colored curls ringing his sweaty forehead. She saw the earnest look in his face. "So I think I would like the same thing," she said, not knowing her own voice.