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Upcoming Book Release: CHATOYANT

Take a look at the cover for CHATOYANT, Harmony Run Series, Book Three, coming soon from Winter Goose Publishing:


In the wake of an interrogation led by the UZTA’s dictator, President Nicks, Rain Hawkins and her friends must deal with the consequences of their defiance as the countdown continues towards the execution of the mixed-zone citizens across the United Zones of The Authority. The Freedom Front faces new challenges as Rain’s cousin, Calista, prepares for her impending relocation to the pure zone, and Rain sets out to solve the mystery surrounding her mother’s torment while being followed by an officer of the Elizabeth Guard. As she uses her abilities to dodge The Authority and follows the strange clues from her dreams, Rain is determined to persevere, to secure the future she and Jabari have been fighting for, and to earn The Freedom Front’s ultimate goal of liberation.

Read more about CHATOYANT at Winter Goose Publishing.

YA Fantasy Giveaway

 Still enslaved in a mixed-race zone within the United Zones of the Authority, Rain Hawkins is part of a secret resistance preparing to take on the tyrannical President Nicks before plans to kill the mixed zones across UZTA are executed. When unsettling dreams and a mysterious voice begin to haunt the dark nights, Rain fears someone more powerful than she has discovered the resistance and their secret abilities. With a known Authority spy on her heels, and her boyfriend, Jabari, suddenly acting strange, Rain doesn’t know who to trust and if the voices calling to her are friend or foe. As conditions across all of the zones get worse and the stakes rise, Rain embarks on a quest for answers that will put the people she cares about most in more danger or take them one step closer to the truth and their eventual freedom.

There are just a few days left to WIN a signed copy of OPALESCENT, book two in the HARMONY RUN SERIES.

#Young-adult Fiction #Fantasy #Teen Romance #Adventure Series

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Opalescent by Sarah Elle Emm


by Sarah Elle Emm

Giveaway ends August 17, 2013.

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What inspired the HARMONY RUN SERIES?

Enter to win a combo pack in paperback of PRISMATIC and OPALESCENT at author Katheryn Lane’s site. While you are there, you can read about the inspiration behind the HARMONY RUN SERIES.  This is the link.  Thanks for hosting me, Katheryn! xo

Book two from the Harmony Run Series

Book two from the Harmony Run Series

Book one

Prismatic Book Trailer

Check out the book trailer for my young-adult fantasy, PrismaticThis is book one in the Harmony Run Series, published by Winter Goose Publishing.  The sequel to Prismatic, Opalescent, is scheduled for release this February 2013Prismatic is available in e-books and paperback at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and the Sanibel Island Bookshop.  Hope you enjoy the trailer!

~Sarah 🙂

My Name is Sarah…

(*Originally posted on July 29, 2011 on My Name is Sarah’s old site…By the way, welcome to my new site!)

“Wow, Mommy, your butt is huge!”

The words cheerfully escape my four-year-old daughter’s mouth as I dry off after a delightfully hot, “de-stressing” shower.

Huge.  I feel my stress level begin to rise again as the word dances around in my head.  Maybe I should take another hot shower.  “It’s not nice to say things about someone’s body, Audrey.”

“But your butt wobbles when you walk, Mommy!”  Her eyes are wide and her expression quite assured as she stares at me unblinking.

I point towards the bedroom door.  “Go watch cartoons while I finish dressing… please.”

‘Said’ butt might be larger than it was, say, before child number two, and if we’re really going to make comparisons, substantially larger than a four-year-olds’ behind.  Still, in the ongoing battle with insecurities that I wage, the statement could have been a little easier to handle, perhaps, without the explanation points and excessive enthusiasm.

  Maybe I should join a gym so my commitment to exercise can be guaranteed by a financial obligation.  Of course, then I would have to leave my three-year-old in a room with strangers, which would totally freak her out, since she’s attached to my side…which, oh my gosh, I wonder what she’s been doing while I took a three minute shower?!?

I run into the toy room, comb in hand, as if it may somehow help with whatever disaster awaits me, and both of my girls are quietly playing together with their collection of dinosaurs.  Relieved, I begin combing my hair.  The dinosaurs are an obsession and mystery I’m not really interested in figuring out at this point.  If they prefer dinosaurs over Barbie dolls, the better off they’ll be, as far as I’m concerned.  Why should I teach them that less than size zero women, with hardly enough weight to make the scale move an inch, is the body type they should identify with and long to have?  Not that they notice these things at such a young age…I mean, what preschooler notices weight and…Oh yes, mine…Sigh.

Oh well, no gym membership for me, not yet anyway.  Being married to a chef-slash-new-business-owner requires penny pinching while my husband works like a madman to build and save for our future…It also requires exercising within the walls of your own living room.  It’s Denise Austin, Zumba, and Billy Blanks Taebo, for this stay-at-home-mom.  Well, thirty to forty-five minutes of it at least.  After all, I have an agenda to keep up with daily.

First, there’s the part where I try and raise happy, educated, balanced, ‘un-screwed-up’ children, and then there are the Mom chores…laundry, unplanned messes, cooking, etc.  And then we arrive at my favorite part.  Writing.  It’s a daily chore, a daily thrill, and occasionally, a heartbreaking process.  During my three-year-quest to find a literary agent, for the manuscripts I have written, I have mastered one thing for sure…the art of handling rejection.

Mom pointed this out to me the other day.  I had just received the hundredth (real life figure which I will refrain from mentioning) rejection letter from a literary agency regarding one of my manuscripts and was feeling the usual gut-punching, sting of rejection.  I mean, they don’t even read any of my actual books.  These rejections are based off of query letters about my book, which despite reading numerous articles and blogs on writing the, “perfect query letter,” I obviously, have not mastered.

“Well, at least you are learning to handle rejection well,” Mom said, oh-so optimistically.

Suddenly, it occurred to me, that this, alone, could be the engraving on my tombstone.  “Sarah was the master of dealing with rejection!”

Panicking, I immediately returned to my favorite internet site to launch a search for literary representation again, either fueled by my determination to master rejection or perhaps find that one agent, who is somewhere in this big, ugly world of publishing who just maybe for sixty seconds will consider reading one of my books.

And then, it’s as if everyone got the same idea at once.  Dark clouds gathered above…No, wrong story…The sun came peering through the cloudy abyss above, and… my husband suggests I start a blog.  My mother suggests I start a blog.  And then, my sister suggests I start a blog.

My mother and husband were kind of easy to ignore.  I came up with a million excuses.  Not entirely bad excuses, but still excuses… (“I am editing a manuscript and trying to pay attention to my children,” I argued.)  My sister, well, she’s another story, but let’s just say she’s impossible to ignore and extremely difficult to turn down.  She missed her calling as a motivational speaker and would be a highly respected CEO… (Just saying.)

So here I am, dear sister, officially starting a blog…I am a story teller and aspiring novelist…sharing what’s on my mind with the blogging world.  I may seem quirky, and at times, unbalanced, sharing endless, perhaps meaningless, real-life catastrophes and thoughts, but this is who I am.  My name is Sarah, and I’m a blogger…