Proof that you don’t need a working mind to be a state rep.

If you love scanning through book after book for the faintest whiff of sex, then you’ll love this bill, which was written because some white guy out in Neosho knows more about what should go into libraries than actual librarians who have actual librarian degrees.

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I’m teaching an online self-publishing class!

This class will introduce you the zany world of self-publishing. We’ll talk about publishing options in the indie world, how to put your books out as ebooks and paperbacks, ways to build a newsletter and an audience, how to keep self-publishing costs down while doing quality work, best practices for success, and much more.

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“They must not get their hands on her.” — An excerpt from NIGHT IN MY VEINS.

Sarae suddenly struggled to a sitting position, speaking garbled words, her eyes unseeing. “What happened? What the hell is going on?” She looked wildly around the RV – and then her eyes darkened and she turned back to Marcus. “And where the hell is Remy?”

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“Do you think God will forgive you on the gallows?” — A St. Elmo excerpt

A movement brought the girl’s eyes up from the pool of blood. The surviving man, still standing in the middle of the field, coolly drew out a cigar, lighted it, and placed it between his lips, all while gazing with complete satisfaction at the dead man.
Her shuddering cry broke the silence. “Murderer!”

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An excerpt from St. Elmo by Augusta Jane Evans (edited by me)

From that brief summer dream she was aroused by some sudden noise. Starting up, she
saw the sheep bounding far away, while a large, gaunt, wolfish dog snuffed at
her hands and face.
Once before, Edna had seen this dog chained near the stables, and Hagar told her he was “very dangerous,” and was never loosed except at night. The expression of his fierce, red eyes as he stood over her made her freeze, her heart pounding.

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