Joanna Campbell Slan

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Desperately Seeking OOAK

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So I'm cruising Pinterest and Etsy looking at dollhouse miniatures, and I keep seeing OOAK by the listings. Wow. I was so impressed by the detailed workmanship. And so many different types of items! I was thinking to myself, "This OOAK really knows her stuff. She must be crafting from sun up to sun down." Then I got to thinking, "I bet OOAK is the name of a company. Yeah, that's got to be it. I wonder if they offer tutorials." In the miniature … [Read more...] about Desperately Seeking OOAK

On the Back Foot — What Does That Mean?

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If you're looking for colorful language, there's no better place to start than the wide world of sports. Recently I heard casters for a League of Legends game saying that one team was definitely "on the back foot." Since it was clear that the team in question was losing, I could surmise that "on the back foot" was not a good position to be in. But more to the point, what exactly did that mean? As with many English idioms, no one has a … [Read more...] about On the Back Foot — What Does That Mean?

Excerpt from KIKI AND CARA MIA'S HOLIDAY CELEBRATION

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Now Available for Only $3.99! Kiki and Cara Mia's Holiday Celebration By Joanna Campbell Slan Author's Note: In Kiki Lowenstein's life, this novella comes after Killer,Paper, Cut. In Cara Mia Delgatto's life, this novella comes after Tear Down and Die (only 99 cents!) Chapter 1 Monday (Hanukkah starts Wednesday at sundown) Kiki Lowenstein's house in Webster Groves, Missouri ~ Kiki ~ Standing on the back stoop of our tiny … [Read more...] about Excerpt from KIKI AND CARA MIA'S HOLIDAY CELEBRATION

Excerpt from TEAR DOWN & DIE

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Chapter 1 Early September... St. Louis, MO Sometimes you need to go backwards to move forwards. Especially when you doubt yourself and don't know what to do next. All my packing was done. Boxes that would go into storage formed an untidy wall around me. "Where you moving to?" asked one of the men from the van lines, as he flicked the butt of a Camel cigarette onto my lawn. Except it wasn't my lawn. Not anymore. So why worry? "I haven't … [Read more...] about Excerpt from TEAR DOWN & DIE