***99-cent Children’s Ebook, 7/31 – 8/2/ 2019!***

***99-cent children’s ebook. July 31 – August 2, 2019!***

Mary & Jerry Canary & Enun C. Ate (2018)

Get the book here.

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Sean C. Wright is the author of 8 books. For more information about her writing skills and how she can assist you with yours–business or consumer–visit https://seanarchy.wordpress.com.

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I’m pleased to announce the release of my 8th book, Skoll’s Diary.

Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…

It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then suddenly, an epic event casts him in the middle of a difficult decision.  The fate of the planet’s community is in his hands.

Get the book here. I’d appreciate your leaving a review if you read it. Thanks in advance!

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The Liebster Award Nomination!

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What an honor! I’ve been blessed with The Liebster Award nomination by my dynamic fellow blogger, Dragthepen21.

  1. Thank your Liebster Blog Award presenter on your blog and answer the questions they presented.
  2. Link back to the blogger who awarded you.
  3. Copy & paste The Liebster Award logo to your blog.
  4. Nominate 5 blogs to receive the award who have less than 3,000 followers.
  5. Create a new list of questions for them.
  6. Inform them of their nomination.

Liebster Award Questions

1. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be and why? Some place near the water. I was a mermaid in my last life.

2. What is one silly moment you’ve had that you’d like to share? There are so many! I am a major goofball. One habitual thing: Our dog tears up his toys, and I post CSI reports on the toy “deaths.” People love it.

3. What is your favorite dessert? – Anything chocolate.

4. What has been the greatest blessing through blogging? – That the only limit is my imagination.

5. What is your favorite room in your home? – Our bedroom. It is so cozy.

6. Do you have a favorite animal? If so, what is it? I adore butterflies.

7. What is your favorite trait about yourself? – My mild clairvoyance.

8. What is your favorite color? – Red!

9. What is your favorite time of day? – I am morning person, through and through. I love sunrise, the smell of breakfast, and fresh starts to a day.

Once again, many thanks for this nomination. Visit the person who nominated me at Dragthepen21.

I choose these 5 recipients of The Liebster Award. Voila!

Joe @Short Story Scribe

Pam @Two-Minute Tuneup

Darnell @Fictionista

Mark @Word Refiner

Megan @AGeekyGal

Bye for now,

Sean

Sean C. Wright is the author of 8 books. For more information about her writing skills and how she can assist you with yours–business or consumer–visit https://seanarchy.wordpress.com.

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I’m pleased to announce the release of my 8th book, Skoll’s Diary.

Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…

It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then suddenly, an epic event casts him in the middle of a difficult decision.  The fate of the planet’s community is in his hands.

Get the book here. I’d appreciate your leaving a review if you read it. Thanks in advance!

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Flash Fiction: The Rebel

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The Rebel

By Sean C. Wright-Neeley

“Hurry up, Elsie! Your breakfast is getting cold!”

“Coming!” the girl hollered back. She scurried out of her room with her backpack in tow. She wore a tee-shirt that said “MEAT IS MURDER,” a pair of distressed jeans, and a large bell around her neck. Elsie deposited her backpack on the couch, and sat down at the table. She wrinkled her nose at the food before her. “I’m not eating that,” Elsie bleated, pointing to the eggs, “and I’m definitely not drinking that,” she said, gesturing to the milk. Her mother sighed, and threw up her hands. Her father snorted and scowled, shoveled in a forkful of eggs. “All right then. Just eat the toast. Give the eggs to your father, and the milk to your brother.” Elsie kept her head down, as she nibbled the bread, sans butter. Her little brother gulped the milk without coming up for air.

Elsie headed towards the bus stop. She passed Hooman Beans Farm on the way. There was a fenced pasture where the creatures ate from troughs. They glanced miserably at her, every time she passed. There were rumors that the creatures had been able to speak once, but their vocal cords had been cut for centuries. Evolutionary played on that until they were finally just born without them.

Once, she stopped, and a sad, mute creature ambled towards her. Elsie had stuck her fingers through the chain links, and stroked its head. It seemed to speak with its eyes. Eyes that said, “help me.”

A female. The thing had looked down woefully at her pendulous bosom, and stumbled away. The hormones the farm routinely injected into the females gave them swollen teats that weren’t milked until they were about to burst. Elsie had just started developing udders. She couldn’t imagine someone hooking them up to a machine to milk them over and over. It must be a nightmare that never ended. The females’ unfertilized eggs were collected, too, and eaten. Her mother had tried to feed her a plate of those scrambled things this morning. Ugh.

If the creatures themselves weren’t used for milk or eggs, then they were eaten. Steaks, ground meat, ribs. Sometimes even their young were eaten. That delicacy was called veal. Elsie shuddered. She looked at the creatures in the pasture while shifting her weight on her pink-painted hooves. “This is so wrong, and disgusting. I wish I could help,” Elsie whispered to the creatures in the pasture. Creatures with naked skins – in colors of white, black, brown, yellow, and red – and no fur, except on their heads.

Her father had told her that humans would eat cows if they had the chance; eat their unborn children from another species (eggs), children (veal), and drink their mammary fluid (milk). “No way, dad,” Elsie had replied, “hooman beans are the gentlest creatures I know. They would never.” Her father had smirked.

Elsie turned away on unsteady hooves, and trudged towards the bus stop, wondering if there was even a chance that her father might be right about hooman beans. Couldn’t be. No one would be as cruel to us, as we are to them.Again, Elsie firmly committed herself to avoid dining on their flesh and their byproducts. Consuming grass and bread was the only way for her to fight back for now. Elsie threw her head back, and let loose a battle cry; a loud, yodeling moo.

Sean C. Wright is the author of 8 books. For more information about her writing skills and how she can assist you with yours–business or consumer–visit https://seanarchy.wordpress.com.

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I’m pleased to announce the release of my 8th book, Skoll’s Diary.

Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…

It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then suddenly, an epic event casts him in the middle of a difficult decision.  The fate of the planet’s community is in his hands.

Get the book here. I’d appreciate your leaving a review if you read it. Thanks in advance!

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Lady Rougepen Says: You Can Slay the First Draft Monster

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A hopeful writer told me he trashed his first draft because it was “terrible.” I cringed. ALL first drafts are terrible. Editing adds facets, and polishes it, like you do to a rough diamond. Please don’t abandon a writing project, based on a first draft. Nearly every one can be rescued. Every published novel you read went through at least 3 editing rounds.

Write on.

Sean C. Wright is the author of 8 books. For more information about her writing skills and how she can assist you with yours–business or consumer–visit https://seanarchy.wordpress.com.

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I’m pleased to announce the release of my 8th book, Skoll’s Diary.

Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…

It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then suddenly, an epic event casts him in the middle of a difficult decision.  The fate of the planet’s community is in his hands.

Get the book here. I’d appreciate your leaving a review if you read it. Thanks in advance!

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Flash Fiction: The Interview

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The Interview

By Sean C. Wright-Neeley

Good signs everywhere. The weather and traffic were agreeable, Walter had arrived ten minutes early, and the receptionist was pretty. She frowned, though, when she called the manager he was supposed to speak to. “I’m sorry,” she said to Walter, “Nicole is not answering. Let me see who else is available.”

Walter nodded, peeled off the wax paper backing for his temporary name badge, and stuck it to his left breast.

“Okay then. That’s good. I’ll let him know,” Pretty at the Front Desk said into the phone, and hung it up. “Nicole has been called away on an emergency, but another manager, Sherry, was briefed on your resume, so you can interview with her. Please have a seat, and she will be out shortly to get you.”

“That’s fine,” Walter replied. He took his portfolio, strode over to a tan leather chair, and sat. So far, this is the only hiccup. I’m sure I can wow this Sherry lady, the same as I can Nicole.

After nearly ten minutes, Sherry, a tall, polished woman in an oatmeal pantsuit and royal-blue scarf, entered the lobby. She stopped and stared at Walter momentarily and all his good vibes about the day vanished. She didn’t introduce herself; didn’t offer her hand. Instead, Sherry pointed her open palm, passed the pretty receptionist’s desk. “Shall we?” she said flatly.

Walter felt his heart sink, like he was going down the steep hill of a rollercoaster, but he rose from the chair, tried to smile, and followed Sherry to the door.

The interview was terse. Walter felt as if Sherry weren’t listening to anything he said, and she didn’t ask to see his portfolio. He offered it for good measure though. Sherry turned the pages, silently, as she studied his graphic designs. As she looked down, familiarity nudged Walter. Sweat popped out on his upper lip.

The Twin Palms Hotel Ballroom – 1986

The dance was only to last for another thirty minutes.

“Don’t worry,” one of the other girls said, over the music, “I’ll get my cousin Walter to dance with you.” Sherry’s peer had run across the ballroom floor, weaving in and out of dancing couples, over to a group of boys who had their heads together, talking. She had tapped Cousin Walter on the shoulder, and leaned in close to his ear. He looked in Sherry’s direction, taking her in, as she stood against the wall. She knew what he saw: a tall, painfully-thin girl in a sleeveless, hot-pink number that showed off her bony elbows. Elbows, jutting like doorknobs. Foundation gave her acne very little relief. She looked like a pimply spaghetti noodle, sporting a stick of bubble gum. Cousin Walter shook his head, with his eyes still on her. Sherry looked down, her mouth working, as if she might cry.

Sherry stalked away to the bathroom. She could hear the DJ put on the record “Computer Love,” from inside there. She blotted her shiny face with napkins, and planted herself on the ladies’ room couch. Other adolescent girls flitted in and out, all giddy with youthful cheer, as they came to quickly relieve themselves and touch up their hair and makeup, so they could hurry back out their dancing partners. Her “friend” had come looking for her, and frowned when she saw Sherry on the couch. “Headache,” Sherry had said, “I’m leaving early.”

Her father had picked her up after she called him from a payphone, doing his best to make idle chat on the way home. “Sorry you’re not feeling well. Did you have a good time for the time you stayed?”

Sherry pretended to look out the window of their silver Volvo, as one tear, as solitary as she had been that night, slid down her cheek. “Yeah, dad,” she replied quietly.

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Walter stood transfixed in the company’s parking lot after the interview. The remembrance of that night flashed at him, as bright as a new penny on a sidewalk in the sunshine. He hung his head, and slowly walked to his car. He’d be standing in the unemployment line for a little bit longer. Of that, Walter was sure.

Sean C. Wright is the author of 8 books. For more information about her writing skills and how she can assist you with yours–business or consumer–visit https://seanarchy.wordpress.com.

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Skoll’s Diary Interview

I had the pleasure of speaking with Tonisha Mitchell, founder of Wonders of the World Book and Toy, a site that now carries Skoll’s Diary. We had a leisurely, yet meaningful chat about my 8th book. Set aside about 30 minutes to get a behind-the-scenes peek into what went into crafting this sci-fi, Afro-futuristic novel, and my life an an indie author.

See the interview here.

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Sean C. Wright is the author of 8 books. For more information about her writing skills and how she can assist you with yours–business or consumer–visit https://seanarchy.wordpress.com.

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Lady Rougepen Says: Come Again, Gen?

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The root word “gen” is Greek for “something produced,” or “the beginning,” like in these words:

  • Genesis
  • Genes/genetic
  • Generation
  • Generic
  • Generator

It also implies something out of thin air, like “genie.” Pretty “genius,” huh?

Sean C. Wright is the author of 8 books. For more information about her writing skills and how she can assist you with yours–business or consumer–visit https://seanarchy.wordpress.com.

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I’m pleased to announce the release of my 8th book, Skoll’s Diary.

Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…

It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then suddenly, an epic event casts him in the middle of a difficult decision.  The fate of the planet’s community is in his hands.

Get the book here. I’d appreciate your leaving a review if you read it. Thanks in advance!

Afro-Sean-Commission-Final copy