A Writer’s Journey | Between the Beats
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Author: Lizzi Newton
After 13 years as a social worker of sorts I decided it was time to do what I had planned when I was in the fifth grade; I decided it is time to write. I have a BS in Interdisciplinary Studies from East Tennessee State University with concentrations in Psychology and Sociology. I studied Media Arts at Long Island University In Brooklyn and Guerilla Film Making at Pellissippi State University. I have a Masters Level Certification in Forensic Document Examination. My first full-length book "View From the Sixth Floor: An Oswald Tale" is available on amazon.com and my latest book "Riddle" was released on Amazon in June 2015. My third novel "Carved Wooden Heart" an erotic romance written with Starla Hartless is now available. I recently released "Stolen Gypsy", another thriller. For quicker reads try my novelettes released through Electric Eclectic Books. As a Domestic Violence survivor and thriver I am involved with local DV Support Groups. Besides writing I love to travel, enjoy photography, reading, and film.With 4 grown children and 8 grandchildren, and 5 great-grandchildren. I have recently been accepted into the Authors Guild of Tennessee. I have led a busy life. The best is yet to come...
A Writer’s Journey
I started writing stories when I was still in elementary school. At first I was shy about sharing them but by the time I reached Junior High School I’d gotten over my uncertainty. Suddenly my friends were asking me to write stories about them, usually romantic stories about boys or singers they liked. By the time I was in high school I was writing poetry … Continue reading A Writer’s Journey
A Writer’s Journey
I started writing stories when I was still in elementary school. At first I was shy about sharing them but by the time I reached Junior High School I’d gotten over my uncertainty. Suddenly my friends were asking me to write stories about them, usually romantic stories about boys or singers they liked. By the time I was in high school I was writing poetry … Continue reading A Writer’s Journey
Random Lucidity by Dave Adair
Random Lucidity by Dave Adair My rating: 5 of 5 stars Sometimes you come across a book that makes you sit up and take notice from the very beginning. Random Lucidity by Dave Adair is one of those books. The title grabbed my attention right away. Then I was introduced to characters so true to life I felt as if I knew them personally. Reggie … Continue reading Random Lucidity by Dave Adair
What’s The Back Story? 6 Origin Stories to Blow Your Mind
Interesting article. What book would you write a back story for? What’s The Back Story? 6 Origin Stories to Blow Your Mind Continue reading What’s The Back Story? 6 Origin Stories to Blow Your Mind
Nighthawks- An Essay “His hair blew back from the high forehead, the brow furrowed as the grit of the city stung his eyes. Continue reading
Nighthawks- An Essay
“His hair blew back from the high forehead, the brow furrowed as the grit of the city stung his eyes. There were no answers there, only more questions. She was a mystery, a lady in gray who moved in and out of his life with the subtlety of a song. The half-remembered lyrics of her hymn hanging in his mind and tugging at the corners, … Continue reading Nighthawks- An Essay
Insignificanc: An Essay
“The air was crisp with the hint of autumn dancing at the edges of the night. There was the promise of golden red leaves and ripe apples in the breeze that lifted his hair and blew it back from his forehead. His hand grasped my elbow, his voice a deep timber that flowed with the mood of the evening, seductive and non-threatening. But beneath the … Continue reading Insignificanc: An Essay
Insignificance: An Essay
“The air was crisp with the hint of autumn dancing at the edges of the night. There was the promise of golden red leaves and ripe apples in the breeze that lifted his hair and blew it back from his forehead. His hand grasped my elbow, his voice a deep timber that flowed with the mood of the evening, seductive and non-threatening. But beneath the … Continue reading Insignificance: An Essay
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