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You need two things to write great stories. Craft. And magic--real magic, meaning access to the mysterium. Are you called to write? Do you have stories that need to be told? Do you feel the magic in great writing and desire to harness that same power and energy? Do you re-read what you've written and wish it were more shiny? Do you worry that you should have studied writing with better teachers? If this is what you feel, then we offer you "Craft and Current," everything you need in one neat package about the size of a bank bag--affordable, accessible, activating, altering.

Afghanistan, periferia sudovest di Kandahar. Sono in due a volare in cerchio sopra la sua testa. Un avvoltoio e un drone da ricognizione. Emerson Ray, inviato da Langley in supporto alle attività della Kandahar Strike Force, scende dal pick-up. Intorno alla scena del massacro regna una quiete innaturale. L'esplosione ha sbalzato lo Humvee fuori strada, capovolto, uno squarcio sotto il sedile del guidatore. Nell'aria odore di metallo, gasolio, carne bruciata. Tutti morti i sei uomini della pattuglia. E questo dopo altri cinque attacchi nelle settimane precedenti.

In the fall of 1945, eight children, all brothers and sisters, vanished from a small rental house in Morganton, Georgia. The oldest was ten and the youngest was a newborn. They were taken by mule and wagon to a shack on a remote mountain in the Blue Ridge foothills of Fannin County, up where it hugs the North Carolina line.

Janisse Ray grew up in a junkyard along US Highway 1, hidden from Florida-bound vacationers by the hedge at the edge of the road and by hulks of old cars and stacks of blown-out tires. Ecology of a Cracker Childhood tells how a childhood spent in rural isolation and steeped in religious fundamentalism grew into a passion to save the almost vanished longleaf pine ecosystem that once covered the South.

Black Like That is a collection of poems about my experience as a Black woman in America. It reviews what I have learned from living in this skin, on this land, and all the ancestry that has followed me to keep me covered. It is an invitation to my folk to find themselves in these stories and for those who cannot ascribe to these identities, I invite you to consider another perspective. Black Like That in all of its iterations is an offering from all the voices in mine that had no space to speak.

Hi! My name is Janie Ray, and I'm 11 years old. When I first got this diary from my mom, I didn't think I'd have all that much to write about. I mean, let's face it - fifth grade isn't exactly the most exciting thing in the world. But then, really strange things started happening. Like last week, my best friend Sheila and I were hanging out in our clubhouse, drinking lemonade and trying to figure out what to do about Marcia the Snob, when we suddenly noticed a weird inscription on this old medallion I found when I was little.

Just when things seem to be getting back to normal, Janie is faced with another big problem: The secret medallion is missing! Who could have taken it? And how will she get it back? Janie can't be the first Bearer of the Medallion to lose the one thing she was to protect above all else.... can she?