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Shopper's Delight: Independent Bookstore Day (Tomorrow!)

In honor of Independent Bookstore Day tomorrow (April 29th), here are some of our favorite indies along with some handy links to special, signed (including bookplated), and/or personalized editions that can ship right to you! (Stores are listed alphabetically by state.) Please note that some of these are preorders, and some are already published titles.  Note: Make sure you request the copy be…

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Books open doors

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exciting BOOK TOUR business

THAT'S RIGHT! AMERICA I AM COMING TO YOU. WELL. PARTS OF YOU. BRIEFLY. I will be signing things! Chatting to people! Early copies of the book will be for sale! We will have those amazing art prints!

(If you're tempted to ask "Freya, why aren't you coming to [X place] ??" the answer is "we are playing a game of book event Jenga around a trip planned for other reasons and I'm very sorry".

Obviously if I could trek luxuriously across the entire continent, nay, the entire world! then I would, but unfortunate things like 'logistics' and 'a limited amount of annual leave from my dayjobs' have prevented it.)

TOUR EVENTS & BOOKING LINKS:

Doylestown Books, PA Tuesday October 24th, 6:00pm

Love's Sweet Arrow, Chicago (In conversation with Tamara Jerée) Saturday October 28th, 2:00pm

The Ripped Bodice, Brooklyn (In conversation with Sarah Maclean) Wednesday November 1st, 7:00pm

East City Bookshop, Washington DC (In conversation with Venessa Vida Kelley) Thursday November 9th, 7:00pm

Northshire Books, Saratoga Springs Saturday November 11th, 6:00pm

Boswell Books (VIRTUAL EVENT) Wednesday November 29th, 5:00pm

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Warcraft Fanfic: A Twist of Fate Chapter 7

Author's Note: Chapter 7 is up on AO3!

Chapter 7: The Masks We Wear

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Northshire Abbey was one of the most peaceful places Khadgar had ever stayed at. Which made it all the more unsettling to him. There was no doubt that the abbey was beautiful, it had the feel and charm as many old places did. The building stood tall and proud, made of stone that was carved into ornate iconography of the religion of ‘The Light’. Symbols above archways and statues of heroes and saints of the past lined the walls of corridors in niches or stood in the abbey garden. The inside of the abbey was also cool, something Khadgar very much appreciated, as the climate in the south of the continent was much warmer than back home.

There always seemed to be the lingering distant smells of incense, old books, or cooking food. Khadgar couldn’t say it was a ‘bad’ place to stay, but he certainly felt out of place. He hadn’t been to a church service since he was a child, before coming to Dalaran. It was a time he preferred not to think about.

So Khadgar kept himself busy. He was settled in a chair in the room Medivh had been laid to rest in. He worked on writing notes and sketches of the events that had happened the night before. It was hard to believe any of it was real. Khadgar would sometimes look down at his hand, the one that held Medivh’s dagger, and find it trembling. Sometimes when he dozed off, he’d relive furiously stabbing the scarecrow he protected Medivh from. Only Khadgar would end up seeing that the scarecrow was himself. His own blue eyes were glassy and dull, staring upwards at the sky. Khadgar was certain a part of him died that night, as for which part, he wasn’t sure. ‘Innocence’ didn’t exactly fit with everything he’d seen and done while uncovering secrets in Dalaran. If it was, then it may have been the very last shreds of innocence he had.

Khadgar paused in his work and looked at his sleeping companion. Medivh was still in a deep sleep. It was later in the afternoon and he had been slowly recovering. Now Medivh looked as though he had aged only about ten years. The gray in his hair had returned to its deep black color and color returned to his face. He still looked drained and fragile. It made Khadgar feel uneasy.

Looking down at his notes, Khadgar was reminded that Medivh had been targeted. The fog, the gnolls that tracked them like animals, someone had it out for Medivh. It made Khadgar eye every visiting nurse, doctor, or worker with a hint of suspicion. He’d watch everyone and what they did around or to Medivh carefully. If he was being targeted, then it surely wouldn’t be the only attempt.

Khadgar kept Medivh’s dagger close by, promising himself that he’d return it when he woke up.

The sound of heavy footsteps drew his attention towards the door. Anduin Lothar had arrived and stood in the doorway, giving Khadgar a confused look. He then noticed the cot set up close to Medivh’s bed and frowned.

“Don’t tell me the folks here weren’t able to set you up with a room.” Lothar said. “I’ll have things sorted ou--”

“They did.” Khadgar spoke up, cutting him off. “I turned them down and asked to stay here.”

Lothar canted his head a little when he heard that answer, looking even more confused. “What? Why? Trust me, the Lord Magus won’t go anywhere.”

“I’d rather not leave him alone right now.” Khadgar said, his voice sounding more firm. He was a little surprised at himself with how he spoke up. Especially to a man that could easily fold him in half. Khadgar swallowed down the sudden nervousness and continued. “Someone was targeting Lord Aran last night.”

Lothar crossed his arms, his gaze turning hard and a little dark. “Are you certain?” -o-o-o-o-o-

The rest can be found on AO3: Chapter 7 New to the fic? Start at the beginning.

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Binc Welcomes Three New Board Members

Binc Welcomes Three New Board Members

Three book and comic industry leaders have joined the Book Industry Charitable (Binc) Foundation board of directors. They bring a variety of experiences, from book buying and store ownership to manga expertise. In addition, Chris Morrow, former owner of Northshire Bookstore, will continue to serve as president and historical fiction author Jonathan Putnam as treasurer. Kimberly (Kim) Brock is a…

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Catherine Perkins

Catherine Perkins, long-time resident of Lexington, KY, is a semi-retired Thoroughbred horse trainer, retired farmer and horse rider, full time poet, part-time comedian, and zero-turn mower operator for an equine nursery. She has poems in numerous anthologies, as well as in online journals such as Jerry Jazz Musician and Yearling. Catherine is also the author of one collection of poetry titled “Udder Uproar” through Accents Publishing, 01/2024.

Author Name: Catherine Perkins

How long have you been writing? 50 years or more

Did you ever imagine that you would be published one day? I never thought about being a writer much less being published.

What made you want to become an author? Once I decided to take writing more seriously, I started taking classes, I longed for respect and acceptance from the writing community and knew I wasn’t going to go get a degree to get their attentions, so getting published was the next best way.

How long have you been published? January 2024 was when my first book came out, but I’ve had poems published in local anthologies and in online journals since as early as 2012.

How does it feel to be published? It feels amazing. I am proud of myself and I want to settle down and do it again. I think I’m waiting for winter when I’m too afraid to leave the house if it’s cold, snowy or icy out.

Are you self-published or did you go through a publishing company? Why? I am not self-published. I felt like I needed guidance from a seasoned publisher and I got luckywhen one of my mentors and teachers, Katerina Stoykova, is a publisher, too and she said shewanted to publish me. 

How many books have you written? 1

What is/are the name of your book(s)? Udder Uproar

What genre is it/are they in? Poetry

What do you feel will inspire others to never forget when they read your story(ies)? I think people who read or hear my works will remember I made them laugh. 

What’s the hardest part about writing a book? The hardest part is that there are numerous difficult parts about writing a book and I don’t feel one is harder than another. Because I write poetry almost daily, but rarely in a thematic start to finish way, compiling a collection and putting it together in some sensical way is very hard, And then to see all the edits that need to be made, to find someone(s) to read if for you and to report back edits you didn’t see the first 1200 time you read the manuscript and to not revising the poem out of a poem are equally as difficult as the next. For me formatting it was very time consuming and quite troublesome. Table of Contents, acknowledgements, notes, etc...

What’s the easiest part about writing a book? I don’t believe I found anything easy about putting together a book. The process of writing is easy for me and it kind of ends there.

What do you enjoy least about being an author? Selling myself

What is your favorite genre to read? Is it different than the one that you write in? I like reading poetry I can understand and I really like mystery, and humorous works of fiction, I enjoy a good auto-biography or biography, too.

Where can interested readers purchase their copy of your book(s)? A Likely Story, Accent Publishing, Amazon, and Northshire Bookstore

Do you have any future projects in the works? Is there a tentative release date? I’m trying to sit down and put together another collection. I have a bit of a word/dictionary obsession so it will definitely have lots of strange words in it and even though I do write heavier and more depressing poetry I feel humor is easier for me to market, plus I love to make people laugh and I do like performing funny. There is no release date because the book doesn’t even have a page 1 yet.

Do you have any social media sites that you would like to share with my readers?  Blog, Facebook, and Instagram

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Northshire Falls

Many will be familiar with this location, as it is one of the good old classics. I'm of course talking about the scenic flight route just behind Stormwind and Northshire, and its beautiful waterfall.

This lovely area, hidden away in the mountain range separating Elwynn Forest and Burning Steppes, is full of interesting little places that are perfect for when you need a secluded space to roleplay in (though be aware that you may not be the only one searching!), as well as a few NPCs who have set up camp along the river.

The first camp belongs to NPCs Roo and Turp, two adventurers who decided to settle down after all the exploring and fighting, and who now live in a tent right across from the waterfall with their two pups Nom and Tof. They seem to be enjoying their life here!

Another mountain resident is Jeremiah Seely, author of Tome of the Clear Mind (which was previously used to change your talents). He shares his little camp with his white cat Navin, hoping to find some inspiration in nature for his next book, which he hopes to be just as successful as his first while being less "technical", as he puts it.

Lastly, we find ourselves at the very top, above the waterfall, where a small hut was built. This is the house of gnome tinkerer-turned-shepherd Agee Tyler, who sits before his cozy fireplace while his flock of sheep is grazing close by. Don't be fooled though, one of the sheep is actually a machine!

This has been the World Of Warcraft Tourist Guide, and I wish you a fun RP experience

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What are your most anticipated releases for 2024?

There are a bunch of posts coming up with the answers to that, starting tomorrow! But FWIW, my personal preorders so far have been for Just Happy to Be Here by Naomi Kanakia, Most Ardently by Gabe Cole Novoa, The Friendship Study by Ruby Barrett, This Day Changes Everything by Edward Underhill, Icarus by K. Ancrum, Canto Contigo by Jonny Garza Villa, and The Girl in Question by Tess Sharpe, and I haven't gotten to it yet (I am strategic) but also plan to preorder both Playing for Keeps and The Ride of Her Life by Jennifer Dugan (I always preorder from her local indie, Northshire Books, so I can get them signed) and Flawless Girls by Anna-Marie McLemore. I've also blurbed a few great ones I'm excited for other people to read, including The Last Love Song by Kalie Holford and Every Time You Heart That Song by Jenna Voris, which make a very lovely musical pair. There's lots more I'm excited about - The Guncle Abroad! Lavash at First Sight! The Pairing! Triple Sec! A Little Kissing Between Friends! but anyway, more on all that soon!

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"Back Over My Shoulder" podcast: Sherlock Holmes was in Glens Falls, NY?

“Back Over My Shoulder” podcast: Sherlock Holmes was in Glens Falls, NY?

Hi! Thanks for joining me. This was to be my January 6th Back Over My Shoulder podcast. However, because of the reprehensible terrorist invasion of our US Capitol on January 6, I felt it more appropriate to hold off posting this until now. This podcast is “Holmes’ visit in 1894 left few clues, my dear Watson.” In it, I tell of the time when Sir Arthur Conan Doyle spoke in Glens Falls. The…

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I'm so late to the ask thing-

anyway, 🌙🙈☁️ for lucy (you don't have to do it if you don't want to girl ( ˘ ³˘))

- sso-montana

HELLO HELLO THANK YOU SO MUCH! Sorry this took so long, as well 😭😭😭

☁️ A soft headcanon

For those who don’t know, Lucy was taken from her family (who are in Northshire) by the Keepers of Aideen and was handed off to Herman. They all know she is Aideen (Lucy and Alex are the first of the Soul Riders! They trained together and stuff!) and Herman raised her, taught her how to ride, etc. 

OKAY so like that’s out of the way- Herman has a HUGE box in his closet FULL of her baby clothes, doodles and old school work. Your normal parent things. (he has a few of her doodles from when she was around 5-6 still on the fridge!) And one day when Linda and Lucy are hanging out at Herman’s, they had just started dating, Herman gets that box out and they spend a good 3 hours going through all of Lucy’s old things from her childhood. 

A lot of Harper’s (Linda and Lucy’s kid like SUPER FAR IN THE FUTURE) baby clothes were clothes that Herman had kept from when Lucy was a baby. She also has a bunch of little outfits that Linda wore when she was little, too! As well as a blanket!!

🙈 What is a side of her she doesn’t want to show other people? 

She’s an open book! Like, literally, she doesn’t hide anything about her from her friends or family. (Or from anyone? Really?)  But yeah, she really doesn’t care that much about the bad parts of her personality or life. Everyone has that and she’s not here to act like she doesn’t. 

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A Brief History of the Church of the Holy Light and Its Sects

Approx. 2800 Years Before the Dark Portal Opens

 A human warrior named Mereldar begins having visions of beings made of the Light. They teach her and a select few others about the wisdom of virtues such as protection, justice, retribution, holiness, and compassion. Enlightened, Mereldar and the others set out to write down the beings’ teachings in a series of books that eventually inspire the formation of the Church of the Holy Light [World of Warcraft Chronicle Volume II, pg. 126].

?? Years Before the Dark Portal Opens

The Church of the Holy Light is formally established in Lordaeron [World of Warcraft Chronicle Volume II, pg. 126].

?? Years Before the Dark Portal Opens

Some members of the Church move south and found the Holy Order of Northshire Clerics on the outskirts of Stormwind City [World of Warcraft Chronicle Volume II, pg. 125].

The Dark Portal Opens

The orcs invade Azeroth, beginning the First War.

1 Year After the Dark Portal Opens

The Northshire Clerics – unarmed, untrained, and unable to defend themselves – are killed when the orcish horde razes Stormwind City, though some survive and flee to Southshore with other refugees [World of Warcraft Chronicle Volume II, pg. 125-126].

4 Years After the Dark Portal Opens

The Second War begins.

5 Years After the Dark Portal Opens

Distraught at what had happened to the Northshire clerics during the First War, Archbishop Alonsus Faol proposes the idea of training a small group of priests and knights to wield the Light in battle. They become known as the Order of the Knights of the Silver Hand [Tides of Darkness, Chapter Five].

7 Years After the Dark Portal Opens

The Second War ends.

Archbishop Faol re-establishes the mostly defunct Holy Order of Northshire Clerics under the new name the Brotherhood of Northshire [Plaque: Archbishop Alonsus Faol].

20 Years After the Dark Portal Opens

Prince Arthas attempts to suspend the Knights of the Silver Hand from service after Uther refuses to join him in culling the infected civilians of Stratholme. Though this does not hold, a rift begins opening up between the members of the order over who should and should not be allowed to join their vaunted ranks [NPC: Arthas Dialogue, Ashbringer: Death is Contagious, Ashes to Ashes].

21 Years After the Dark Portal Opens

Alexandros Mograine, the Ashbringer, dies at the hand of one of his sons during battle [Ashbringer: Ashes to Ashes].

21 Years After the Dark Portal Opens

Maxwell Tyrosus, disgusted at his comrades’ refusal to allow any non-humans in the Knights of the Silver Hand, leaves and forms his own organization that would not only continue to preach the values of the Holy Light, but also accept all races. This new religious group is called the Argent Dawn [World of Warcraft Chronicle Volume III, pg. 103, Ashbringer: Ashes to Ashes].

21 Years After the Dark Portal Opens

The remaining members of the Knights of the Silver Hand officially rebrand themselves the Scarlet Crusade and take up residence in the Scarlet Monastery [Ashbringer: Ashes to Ashes].

Approx. 23 – 24 Years After the Dark Portal Opens

A select few who shirk the Argent Dawn’s strict code of morals break off from the order and form the Brotherhood of the Light [NPC: Crusade Commander Korfax Dialogue].

25 Years After the Dark Portal Opens

The Knights of the Silver Hand are reformed by Tirion Fordring [Quest: In Dreams].

26-27 Years After the Dark Portal Opens

After the events at Light’s Hope Chapel that culminates in many death knights gaining independence from the Lich King, Tirion Fordring takes it upon himself to merge the Argent Dawn and the second iteration of the Knights of the Silver Hand into a new organization known as the Argent Crusade [Quest: The Light of Dawn].

27 Years After the Dark Portal Opens

The idea of a “Scarlet revival” made from an elite cadre of the Crusade’s most faithful emerges. It is not until the Scarlet Crusaders leave the Eastern Plaguelands arrive in Dragonblight that their leader, High General Brigitte Abbendis, officially sanctions the Scarlet Onslaught [Item: The Diary of High General Abbendis, NPC: Lord-Commander Arete Dialogue].

32 Years After the Dark Portal Opens

The Knights of the Silver Hand are revived for a third and final time following Tirion Fordring’s death at the Broken Shore [Quest: A United Force].  

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A Twist of Fate Chapter 7: The Masks We Wear

Posting this again. Currently taking a break to recharge but I'm really proud of how chapters 6 & 7 turned out. Still in the sketching phase for chapter 8. It's going to take a while to write down but I hope you will enjoy the story so far.

-Snippet for Chapter 7-

Northshire Abbey was one of the most peaceful places Khadgar had ever stayed at. Which made it all the more unsettling to him. There was no doubt that the abbey was beautiful, it had the feel and charm as many old places did. The building stood tall and proud, made of stone that was carved into ornate iconography of the religion of ‘The Light’. Symbols above archways and statues of heroes and saints of the past lined the walls of corridors in niches or stood in the abbey garden. The inside of the abbey was also cool, something Khadgar very much appreciated, as the climate in the south of the continent was much warmer than back home.

There always seemed to be the lingering distant smells of incense, old books, or cooking food. Khadgar couldn’t say it was a ‘bad’ place to stay, but he certainly felt out of place. He hadn’t been to a church service since he was a child, before coming to Dalaran. It was a time he preferred not to think about.

So Khadgar kept himself busy. He was settled in a chair in the room Medivh had been laid to rest in. He worked on writing notes and sketches of the events that had happened the night before. It was hard to believe any of it was real. Khadgar would sometimes look down at his hand, the one that held Medivh’s dagger, and find it trembling. Sometimes when he dozed off, he’d relive furiously stabbing the scarecrow he protected Medivh from. Only Khadgar would end up seeing that the scarecrow was himself. His own blue eyes were glassy and dull, staring upwards at the sky. Khadgar was certain a part of him died that night, as for which part, he wasn’t sure. ‘Innocence’ didn’t exactly fit with everything he’d seen and done while uncovering secrets in Dalaran. If it was, then it may have been the very last shreds of innocence he had.

Khadgar paused in his work and looked at his sleeping companion. Medivh was still in a deep sleep. It was later in the afternoon and he had been slowly recovering. Now Medivh looked as though he had aged only about ten years. The gray in his hair had returned to its deep black color and color returned to his face. He still looked drained and fragile. It made Khadgar feel uneasy.

Looking down at his notes, Khadgar was reminded that Medivh had been targeted. The fog, the gnolls that tracked them like animals, someone had it out for Medivh. It made Khadgar eye every visiting nurse, doctor, or worker with a hint of suspicion. He’d watch everyone and what they did around or to Medivh carefully. If he was being targeted, then it surely wouldn’t be the only attempt.

Khadgar kept Medivh’s dagger close by, promising himself that he’d return it when he woke up.

The sound of heavy footsteps drew his attention towards the door. Anduin Lothar had arrived and stood in the doorway, giving Khadgar a confused look. He then noticed the cot set up close to Medivh’s bed and frowned.

“Don’t tell me the folks here weren’t able to set you up with a room.” Lothar said. “I’ll have things sorted ou--”

“They did.” Khadgar spoke up, cutting him off. “I turned them down and asked to stay here.”

-End of Snippet- Read the rest on AO3. Chapter 6: Night of the Wicked Harvest Chapter 7: The Masks We Wear

Starting from the beginning? Chapter 1: Lucky Number 13

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Binc Welcomes New Board Executive Committee Officers and Three New Members

Binc Welcomes New Board Executive Committee Officers and Three New Members. Congrats to all!

Three book industry leaders have joined the Book Industry Charitable (Binc) Foundation board of directors. They bring a variety of experience, from store ownership and frontline bookselling to leading publishing houses. In addition, the board’s new executive committee is Chris Morrow, former owner of Northshire Bookstore, president; historical fiction author Jonathan Putnam, treasurer; and Calvin…

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Moore Free Library, Newfane Vermont

Moore Free Library, Newfane Vermont

On the drive up from the shoreline of Connecticut to the Green Mountains of Vermont to attend Booktopia at the Northshire Bookstore in Manchester, my friend Emily and I stopped for a visit at the Moore Free Library in Newfane. VT. The library was established in 1898 by Philura Celucia Wakefield Moore (1825-1915). She built the library which opened with 2,000 books. According to her obituary,…