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Indie Author Spotlight, Episode 18
Hello! It's me (again). S.E. Reed, your favorite multi-genre Indie Author and volunteer at The Writer's Workout. Okay, so maybe I'm not your favorite, but I am an Indie Author who has made it her mission to help you find out more about others like me. Each of these episodes features a Q&A-style interview with an Indie Author so you can get to know more about them and their writing. In addition, some of the authors have chosen to participate in a 2nd interview on my website, W
S.E. Reed
Dec 22, 20258 min read


First Place: The Small Magic of Midwinter
The Small Magic of Midwinter by Storm Lomax First Place A pink-tinged moon hangs high, and the castle grounds are silent as Princess Esmarie scrambles through her window like a stuck cat. Growling, she tugs her dress free from where it’s snagged on a rogue nail. With the rip of fabric, it releases her. Esmarie doesn’t even have time to curse before she drops to the ground with all the grace of a sack of flour. Thankfully, the castle grounds are full of pillow-soft grass ove
Storm Lomax
Dec 19, 202523 min read


Second Place: I Put a Spell on You
I Put a Spell on You by Katie Kent Second Place “Something you want to tell me?” Zadie nudged me, winking. I tore my eyes away from Georgia, my cheeks warm. “Nothing to tell.” Zadie rolled her eyes, dropping her voice. I had to strain my ears to make out her words over the chatter in the canteen. “Come off it, Skye. You’ve barely stopped looking at her since she started here.” I scoffed, taking a sip of my water, but I had no retort- I’d been busted. Georgia was the
Katie Kent
Dec 19, 202517 min read


Third Place: Don't Steal My Wine
Don't Steal My Wine by Madison Rayon Third Place Delaya settled against the trunk of a pecan tree and was doing an excellent job eschewing all thoughts centering around consequence, safety, and shelter from the coming winter. She had slept in a cave hidden by ivy for three nights, but it wouldn’t do for much longer. The air was thick with frost, and she had failed to bring a flint. From thirty miles away, her plush and warm bed beckoned to her. Delaya pressed her hand aga
Madison Rayon
Dec 19, 202522 min read
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