Val Muller

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Set in my favorite time period, this book for young readers follows a young slave named Sal (Isabel), who is separated from her sister during the American Revolution. The book is upper-level middle grade (for strong readers) or the younger end of YA (School Library Journal has it listed as grades 6-10, but I could see some strong readers reading it in elementary school, and I could also see some older readers, including adults, reading it).

What I liked most about the novel is how immersed I felt in the American Revolutionary time period. Told in first person, the story uses some historical diction to give the feel of being back in the 1770s without being cumbersome.

The novel examines the gray nature of the American Revolution: there was no clear-cut “good” or “bad” guy. In some senses, the British were more humane than the Americans in that they often helped free the slaves. In other cases, the Americans were more humane, since the British jailed American freedom fighters without feeding them properly or providing sanitary conditions.

Without being cliché, the novel also examines—through Isabel’s realizations when reading Common Sense—the hypocrisy of Americans fighting for their own freedom while still allowing slavery. And as Isabel demonstrates, education is the most powerful tool against one’s own enslavement.

I have already purchased the second book in the trilogy, Fever, and plan to read it soon. While I enjoy reading MG and YA works, I am sometimes left wanting more depth as is offered by books for full-on grownups. But this was not the case with Chains. The level of depth not only in Isabel but in some of the more minor characters made the entire world seem real and human. I highly recommend this book.

Photo: Courtesy WikiMedia Commons

Photo: Courtesy WikiMedia Commons

I came upon an article about Fingal’s Cave, a unique cave near Scotland. This article from Outdoor Revival contains lots more pictures and a brief explanation of how it formed. What I find most fascinating about the cave is not its unique layout or the otherworldly sounds produced in its recesses; it’s the way it’s been inspiring artists and storytellers for generations.

Mendelssohn, for example, wrote Hebrides Overture (Fingal’s Cave) after being inspired by a visit to the cave. Keats wrote a poem based on the poem (“Fingal’s Cave”), and several others were inspired to visit.

If you prefer videos, here is a great four-minute clip with an overview of the cave and its history.

The fantastic part of this post–aside from the amazing-ness of the cave itself–is that a place on Earth can be so inspirational that generations of artists create work based on it, which consumers then enjoy, even if they’ve never been to–or heard of–the location itself.

It’s why I read: to go places I may not have the chance to visit.

It’s also why I write and what I strive to do in my work–to bring a little slice of something to the reader that they may not otherwise have the opportunity to experience.


SpringFling-ValMullerFor 2 more days only, my young adult novels are deeply discounted over at Barking Rain Press. You can buy The Scarred Letter or The Girl Who Flew Away for just $2.99. This deal is valid at Amazon.com (Scarred or Girl), the publisher (Scarred or Girl) and anywhere else ebooks are sold!

Welcome to the Spot Writers. This month’s prompt: Think back on a memory when you were angry. REALLY angry. Now change the names of the people in the memory, the setting, everything familiar about it, and most importantly… the ending. Turn it into a memory that ends happily. Let all the writing wash your anger away.

Today’s story comes to us from Val Muller, author of the young adult books The Scarred Letter, The Girl Who Flew Away, and The Man with the Crystal Ankh. Her novels with Barking Rain Press are discounted to $2.99 from now until May 14.

Grading on Effort

By Val Muller

Everyone on the faculty glared at Mr. Becket. They all knew, even though the principal didn’t lay the blame. They all knew it was him, his policies in Gourmet Foods, that was making them all suffer through this ridiculous policy.

“And so,” the principal finished, “we are implementing the policy as of this semester, that we will only grade students on their effort. Too many grades have been given out subjectively, and we just can’t have that anymore.”

The faculty groaned. They’d all read the editorial written by Stephen Smitchen. The one criticizing an unnamed Gourmet Foods teacher of showing favoritism in his gradebook. Stephen Smitchen had prepared Hasselback potatoes, a recipe that required arguably (as his editorial asserted) more culinary skill than Mr. Becket’s required “rustic smashed potatoes.” And yet Stephen was deducted points because the precise cuts of his Hasselback recipe “contradicted the rustic nature of the recipe.”

It was one of those stories that garnered national news attention, an easy topic for clickbait and teasers on the nightly news. And thus the principal’s hands became tied to defend the school’s policies in front of a national audience.

And the school’s policies lost.

The memo was printed on Pepto-Bismol pink paper, and the roomful of them looked sickly, like the memos were there to cure the faculty’s collective stomachache. Martin Flemming wrinkled the corner of his memo as he read: …effective immediately, students will, be allowed to appeal grades, by writing a short essay explaining the effort they put into the assignment. If they can assert, that they put in a valid and admirable effort, then their grade must be changed irregardless of the actual product produced. The rubric, for their essays is printed below…

Martin’s eye twitched at the principal’s use of “irregardless” as well as the excessive use of commas. Shouldn’t a principal understand how to use English correctly? Or at least hire a proofreader? In any case, this policy was bad news. How could he hold students accountable in his Medieval Literature course if he was only allowed to grade on effort? He thought back on all his years of teaching. So many essays written with gusto that were completely…wrong.

You just can’t argue that Beowulf was written to mirror the struggles of modern man. Effort or not, that essay was just inaccurate. And that essay last year, the one arguing that Chaucer was influenced by Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein? No amount of effort could justify that conclusion. Unless Chaucer had a time machine.

Martin raised his hand.

“Mr. Flemming?” the principal asked. “You have a question?”

“More of a statement,” he said, clearing his throat. All eyes turned to him, hungry mosquitoes ready to bite. “An anachronism is not something subjective. It’s fact. So if—”

But the principal was already shaking his head, his eyes glossed over at the use of the difficult vocabulary word. “If you have specifics about English or History, you’ll need to consult your department chairs.”

Several other hands raised. It was going to be a long meeting. Martin turned to the one tiny window not covered by the meeting room’s light-blocking blinds. It was a nice day. The birds were singing, and the sun looked warm and pleasant. He looked back at the faculty. By the time the principal got through all these questions, the sun would be setting before he’d had a chance to go home and run.

He tucked the pink memo into his bag and shuffled toward the door. The principal gave him an irritated glance, but it would be okay. In the morning, after his mind had been cleared with a long run on a sunny afternoon, Martin could explain to the principal just how hard he’d tried to stay at that awful faculty meeting. Maybe the principal would be amused. Maybe he’d get written up.

Martin shrugged as he stepped into the sun.

He enjoyed his run irregardless.

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The Spot Writers—Our Members:

Val Muller: https://valmuller.com/blog/

Catherine A. MacKenzie: https://writingwicket.wordpress.com/wicker-chitter/

Dorothy Colinco. http://www.dorothycolinco.com

CaraMarie Christy: https://calamariwriting.wordpress.com/

Welcome to Writer Wednesday! When I saw the opportunity to participate in this book tour, I readily signed up because fitness is something important to me. About two years ago, my husband and I went on a journey to lose collectively 100 pounds. We each lost 50, and the benefits are incredible. We feel better, get sick less, have more energy…

This book, Lord of the Flies: Fitness for Writers by Ace Antonio Hall (Omnium Gatherum publishing), is a nonfiction book geared toward writers to help them live a healthier lifestyle. From the publisher:

I’m not letting age change me, I’m changing the way I age.

Lord of the Flies: Fitness for Writers will show you how to take a day-by-day approach to living a healthier lifestyle. You’ll learn how to unleash hidden energies that can alleviate stress and disease in your life and improve concentration. Finding time to be more active can help you overcome writer’s block and procrastination caused by fatigue. Starting today, you are on your way to doing just that! By adding just fifteen to thirty minutes of physical activities to your day, you not only add years to your life and lower the risk of many common health problems, you’ll improve your focus and concentration and make your mind sharper.

Find out more on Goodreads.

About the Author
Ace Antonio Hall (born July 4th, 1966) is an American urban fantasy and horror writer. He is best known as the creator of Sylva Slasher, a teenage zombie slasher who also raises the dead for police investigations, which includes novels and short story collections. He was born in New York, but grew up in Jacksonville, Florida with his grandmother, Sula G. Wells. He is the youngest son of artist and jazz songwriter, Christopher Hall and RN Alice Hall (Thomas). A former Director of Education for NYC schools and the Sylvan Learning Center, Hall earned a BFA from Long Island University. While teaching English, he studied to be a certified ACE personal trainer with the Equinox Fitness Club one summer, but never pursued it professionally. Hall currently lives in Los Angeles with his bonsai named Bonnie.

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Here’s an excerpt from the book:

You want to feel better, and everything you’ve tried has not had the results you expect. Perhaps, you want to look better as you age or, while you’re young, you want to be the best that you can be. This book can help you. If you’re an author or you work at a computer, you may sit for half of your day only getting up to make another pot of coffee, grab something to snack on, or to use the bathroom. In other words, you spend most of your time being inactive. Heck, it’s no wonder after you’re done, all you want to do is sleep or veg out in front of the TV.

I went from a pot-bellied two hundred ten pound, thirty-eight-inch waist semislob to a fit-bodied one hundred sixty-four pound, twenty-nine inch waist semistud, but it wasn’t easy. It wasn’t hard, either. It was a process, a slow one. I didn’t rush; I just stayed persistent and created a new lifestyle that was focused on feeling better and dealing with stress more easily.

Talk about late bloomer. I can’t believe it. At fifty, I’ve never felt and looked better! The purpose of this book is to show you how to take a day-by-day approach to living a healthier lifestyle. How amazing will it be to unleash hidden energies that can alleviate stress and disease in your life? You will even have more energy to write! Literally, being more active can help you overcome writer’s block and procrastination caused by fatigue.

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SpringFling-ValMullerFor the next few days, my young adult novels are deeply discounted over at Barking Rain Press. You can buy The Scarred Letter or The Girl Who Flew Away for just $2.99. This deal is valid at Amazon.com (Scarred or Girl), the publisher (Scarred or Girl) and anywhere else ebooks are sold!


I was at a consignment sale the other week, and I picked up several of the books in the Magic Treehouse series (by Mary Pope Osborne) for a fairly good price. They are not consecutive, but volumes 1 and 2 were there.

The series came out during the gap between my own childhood and that of my child, so I never got to read the series. But I always hear elementary students talking about it when I conduct writing and reading workshops, and my own high school students share fond memories with me of reading the series.

The story follow almost nine-year-old Jack and his eight-year-old sister Annie as they find a treehouse in the woods of Pennsylvania. It’s just before dark, and they’re supposed to be heading home, but Annie decides to investigate, and Jack is tempted to follow when he learns the treehouse is full of books.

In this episode, they end up opening a dinosaur book, and Jack says aloud that he wishes he could see real dinosaurs in action. And his wish is granted. The two travel in time to see dinosaurs, and on the way they find a strange medallion with the letter “M” stamped on it, suggesting that someone else has traveled there before them.

When they return home, no time has passed.

The book is about 60 pages, which includes illustrations. It’s a chapter book, but for a grown-up, it only takes a few minutes to read. It’s an engaging, plot-based story, and I will definitely be sharing it with my daughter in a few years. The text is large enough to read easily, and there are enough details to tell the story without being overwhelming. It’s a good story to read aloud each night or for a young independent reader tackling chapter books.

Since each book only takes a few minutes to read, I’ll tackle the rest of the stack as I have time–and then leave the books on my daughter’s bookshelf so that they’ll be ready when she is!


SpringFling-ValMullerFor the next week, my young adult novels are deeply discounted over at Barking Rain Press. You can buy The Scarred Letter or The Girl Who Flew Away for just $2.99. This deal is valid at Amazon.com (Scarred or Girl), the publisher (Scarred or Girl) and anywhere else e-books are sold!

Welcome to the Spot Writers.

This month’s prompt: Think back on a memory when you were angry. REALLY angry. Now change the names of the people in the memory, the setting, everything familiar about it, and most importantly… the ending. Turn it into a memory that ends happily. Let all the writing wash your anger away.

The story that follows is by Cathy MacKenzie, who didn’t exactly follow the prompt. She was never REALLY angry…

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Faded Beer Cans

by Cathy MacKenzie

I’d always hated how John discarded empty beer cans throughout the house and around the yard. Hubby was never too impressed either. When I found one, I’d mutter and moan, “Dratted John and his beer.” We’d find them out of sight in the weirdest locations: behind the television, beside an ornament, under the couch, as if he were a two-year-old hiding toys. But when he appeared in person, I’d forget to chastise him. Or perhaps my memory intentionally faded.

And then John died.

A horrid vehicular accident stole John’s life when a drunk driver in a Chevy Cavalier careened across the centre line into his 2009 Chevy Silverado. My son died in my arms at the hospital two hours after I received the dreaded phone call that every parent fears.

Later, in fitful sleep, I pondered the accident. John enjoyed a beer—or two (or more!)—after work and into the evening. He also cherished his truck. He’d never drink and drive. But what if he had? He could easily have caused such an accident if he weren’t so conscientious. And shouldn’t a truck survive a compact car?

Fate, I surmised. Dratted Fate.

And Death.

And Dying.

And Life’s Horrific Circumstances.

And Incidents we have no control over.

Parents can’t hold their children close every second of every day. Especially adult children.

I enjoy a beer—or two. Sometimes too early in the day. Was I becoming an alcoholic?

Between my gulps and tears, knives glared. Pills danced.

“I’m stronger than you,” I chanted. “I have other children. I have grandchildren. As hard as it is, I must live.”

Spring cleaning taunted me after Hubby carved his initials, RTG, in the dust on the coffee table: a subtle hint; he wouldn’t chastise me for my lack of cleaning, not when grief consumed me.

But inadequateness and guilt weighed on my soul, and I grabbed a rag and furniture polish. On my tippy toes, I stretched to the top shelf in the living room. I swiped the damp rag across the surface and encountered a foreign object. What was it? Afraid to knock something over, I retrieved the step stool from the pantry.

I positioned the stool. And reached.

A beer can.

Bud Light.

Heavy.

Tears careened down my cheeks. My sweet boy. Gone before his time.

I once thought he stuck cans wherever convenient, too lazy to return to the kitchen. But no, he was simply impish. And after his death, I discovered he discarded empties at other homes, as well.

But only empties. This can was unopened.

“Don’t cry, Mom.” I hear his echoes through the house. “Oh, Mom, stop!”

Oh, dear sweet son, how I miss you.

In memory of my son Matt, who did leave beer cans everywhere—but only empties.

April 28, 1980 – March 11, 2017

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The Spot Writers—Our Members:

Val Muller: https://valmuller.com/blog/

Catherine A. MacKenzie: https://writingwicket.wordpress.com/wicker-chitter/

Dorothy Colinco. http://www.dorothycolinco.com

CaraMarie Christy: https://calamariwriting.wordpress.com/

I purchased this book when I heard Garcia speak at a writers conference. The book is meant for young adult readers. The story follows a 17-year old named Kennedy. After her father abandoned her, Kennedy is left with just her mother and cat. But a gruesome start to the book leaves Kennedy without anyone, and before long she is approached by four others who form a Legion, a group formed long ago. In its past, the group summoned a demon, and now the job of each descendant is to keep the fight against the demon going. Each member of the Legion has been trained for his or her job by a former member (and relative)—except for Kennedy, who knows nothing about it.

Each group brings a particular talent to the group in their fight against demons. Kennedy has a photographic memory and learns to draw symbols that help bind the demons and spirits they encounter. And, of course, there is a love interest.

I liked the plot of the novel. Most chapters were completely action-packed, and there was hardly any downtime for the group. That said, at times the plot was formulaic—like watching episodes of ghost hunters on steroids—and the constant action left me yearning for a bit more character development. There were flashbacks that offered a little insight into Kennedy’s life, but I wanted more—and to know more about all the characters. There is a second book in the series, which make sense since it ends on a cliffhanger.

I would recommend this book as a high-interest book to young readers, especially those who want more of a plot-centered book. I could see myself devouring this book as a younger reader. As a grown-up, I craved just a bit more. That said, aside from some violence/creepiness involving ghosts, it was a relatively clean read listed as appropriate for grades 8 and up, so I would recommend it to my daughter when she gets old enough!

The month of April is National Poetry Month, and today is the date of Shakespeare’s baptism. To celebrate the life of the famous bard, I wanted to share a prompt I came across during a writing event this past weekend.

Prompt: Write a magic spell

crystal ankh-RecovereThis was a prompt one of the facilitators gave to the workshop during the Loudoun County “Words Out West” festival this April.

As soon as the facilitator read the prompt, all eyes turned to me. “Val probably has several spells scrawled in her pocket,” they said. The room laughed. They were, of course, referring to one of my news released. The Man with the Crystal Ankh (kindle | paperback) features a student who enters trances while playing the violin. During these trances, she is contacted by a ghost in need of assistance. Throughout her investigation, she uncovers powerful Latin texts–spells, perhaps?–that a nefarious administrator at the school seems to have a hand in.

No wonder the room turned my way.

Here’s what I came up with. I was glancing out the window at a cobblestone path and thinking about challenges people face at work—a common reason in stories they might want to write a spell. And, of course, I thought about Macbeth (the witches, spells: a colleague had been playing the Shakespeare episode of Doctor Who for her students the day before) and their hand in raising discontent from Macbeth to his superior.

Cobblestone, all alone:

Circle thrice where sunlight shone—

Moonlight, now, the kiss of night,

Let parting clouds reveal her light.

Sprinkle on the stony path

A token of your worldly wrath—

A pen, perhaps, held by your boss

Or memo written that made you cross

Shredded now into paper shards.

Now firm your will and make it hard.

Then into the circle firmly spit

And say these words: “My boss, I quit!”

I was glad to return to the world of Alexa Williams–along with all her usual legal and dangerous sleuthing and quest to combat human trafficking. Since Dead of Spring involved scandals related to fracking in Pennsylvania, I thought this would be an appropriate review for the week of Earth Day.

If you are new to the series, check out my review of Dead of Autumn and Dead of Summer

The novel starts with action almost right away: the death of Senator Martinelli. As usual, Alexa is in the horribly wrong place at just the wrong time, and she witnesses his body plummet to the floor. I’ll admit the imagery in that first scene gripped me and brought me once again into Alexa’s world.

The main conflict revolves around fracking and a slew of corruption. As a side quest. Alexa is helping her friend, whose young daughter’s cancer is taxing the family’s resources and emotions, and it’s thought to be linked to improper procedures followed by a company harvesting resources from the family’s land–procedures that killed the family dog.

Interspersed within those chapters are episodes from 1979 with the incident at TMI (Three Mile Island, for those not familiar), during which there was a partial nuclear meltdown. I enjoy the contrast of all these dire environmental intrusions with the peace of Alexa’s wilderness retreat.

Which is my favorite part of the novel. As I have said of Dead of Autumn and Dead of Summer, I enjoy being pulled into Alexa’s life. She’s busy, tired, frightened, and brave, and she’s always trying to do the right thing. With the description of her cozy wooded cabin, her dog Scout, and her boyfriend (I won’t spoil who in case you haven’t read the first two books), I feel like I’m escaping into her life–from details about her law firm to details about what she’s eating or what yoga pose she’s contemplating.

The novels is a fast and enjoyable read. I learned much about fracking and other environmental issues, both benefits and consequences, while enjoying more of the life of Alexa Williams.

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No good deed goes unpunished when freshman Steffie Brenner offers to give her awkward new neighbor a ride home after her first day at school. When her older sister Ali stops at a local park to apply for a job, Steffie and Madison slip out of the car to explore the park—and Madison vanishes. Already in trouble for a speeding ticket, Ali insists that Steffie say nothing about Madison’s disappearance. Even when Madison’s mother comes looking for her. Even when the police question them. Some secrets are hard to hide, though—especially with Madison’s life on the line. As she struggles between coming clean or going along with her manipulative sister’s plan, Steffie begins to question if she or anyone else is really who she thought they were. After all, the Steffie she used to know would never lie about being the last person to see Madison alive—nor would she abandon a friend in the woods: alone, cold, injured, or even worse. But when Steffie learns an even deeper secret about her own past, a missing person seems like the least of her worries…

Speaking of Earth Day… check out Barking Rain Press’s Spring Fling Sale. From April 30-May 14, ebooks are just $2.99. This includes my newest release, a tale of a high school freshman who finds life in the wilderness easier than navigating the manipulations of her scheming sister–or confronting the truth of her past:

Available in ebook or paperback at Amazon and other ebook retailers.

No good deed goes unpunished when freshman Steffie Brenner offers to give her awkward new neighbor a ride home after her first day at school. When her older sister Ali stops at a local park to apply for a job, Steffie and Madison slip out of the car to explore the park—and Madison vanishes.

 
Already in trouble for a speeding ticket, Ali insists that Steffie say nothing about Madison’s disappearance. Even when Madison’s mother comes looking for her. Even when the police question them.

 
Some secrets are hard to hide, though—especially with Madison’s life on the line. As she struggles between coming clean or going along with her manipulative sister’s plan, Steffie begins to question if she or anyone else is really who she thought they were. After all, the Steffie she used to know would never lie about being the last person to see Madison alive—nor would she abandon a friend in the woods: alone, cold, injured, or even worse.

 
But when Steffie learns an even deeper secret about her own past, a missing person seems like the least of her worries…

I’m excited about my new release, The Girl Who Flew Away. As I was finishing final edits on this young adult novel back in 2015, I was invited to participate in Loudoun County’s high school Battle of the Books competition with my novel The Scarred Letter.

The Girl Who Flew Away coverWhat an amazing day—to see students coming together to celebrate books!

I offered that the winning team would have their school colors and mascot featured in my upcoming novel. I’d like to officially congratulate Tuscarora High School, the 2015 winners. But I’d also like to congratulate everyone who participated.

Reading is such an important element of life today, but as technology takes over, it seems fewer and fewer people read. Every member of the Battle of the Books teams has already made a commitment to reading, and there are numerous studies proving how reading is linked to improved performance at a variety of tasks, including math and memory, not to mention personal enjoyment and enlightenment.

In middle school and high school, my favorite activity was sitting in my room next to the open window, reading. The amazing paradox of those moments never ceases to amaze me. There I was, situated physically in the most familiar place in the world to me. And yet with the turning of a few pages, I could travel to a place real or imagined. I could confront challenges I might one day encounter, or ones that terrified me.2017-04-22 08.01.34_1492862550787

I try to capture a little slice of that in my writing. In The Girl Who Flew Away, Steffie encounters situations that terrify me—some that I have experienced in life, some I have seen others struggle with, and some that I hope no one ever has to. Among other, more serious, problems, Steffie becomes lost in the woods as she searches for her friend.

One element that inspires her to persevere is thinking about her high school mascot—the Husky—and its strength. The Huskies certainly embodied that spirit in winning the 2015 competition.

I look forward to reading an excerpt from the novel at the Purcellville Library’s Words Out West Festival on April 22 at 2 p.m.words-out-west-web

And once again, a Fantastic Friday congratulations to the winners from 2015!

 


The Girl Who Flew Away is available at Amazon.com in paperback and for kindle. You can also read the first four chapters for free, and receive a discount code at BarkingRainPress.org.