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It's All in the Cover~#WhenCloudsTouch #romance
What does the cover of a book mean to you?
Is it to give an idea of the contents or just a pretty tool of enticement? It has taken a while, designing several samples and finally, I have the cover that says what my mind sees.
My first idea was to have an essence of people, a shadow in the clouds. I liked it, but no one got the vision.
The second, was to direct attention to the wagasa. The Japanese umbrella...
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Give My Sister Freedom~ When Clouds Touch #romance #WeNeedDiverseBooks

“You know, Oka-san and Oto-san, you two can be a little nicer to Paisley. She’s a very good girl for her age.” Yoshiko placed cups of tea in front of her parents before offering them cookies from the plate on the table.“You should hear how some of my friends talk about their sisters. You wouldn’t believe how they talk to their parents.”
“You are just a child, Yoshiko, and should stay in your place.” Her father sipped from his cup.
Ignoring...
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Candid- When the Publisher Hates Your Character #romance

"By the way, I really hated her father. Really. Really really. I think I hated him more reading it the second time."
These are the encouraging words of my publisher at Inknbeans Press, yes, encouraging because it lets me know I got the point across. More important, it made Mr. Frank MuRong chuckle. This fellow cares none about your feelings. Mr. MuRong is the father of Paisley, one of the main characters from...
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Bet You Can't Catch Me.~ When Clouds Touch #romance

Paisley ran around in the sand like a puppy free from its kennel.
Standing and burying her feet in the warm sand one minute and back to
the water’s edge in the next and then back to the area where Malachi was
busy setting up their paraphernalia.
“Did I ever tell you what I believed as a child?”
“No,
what?” He listened with half an ear. His attention caught by her
excited energy. Everything was new to her, as if she had been kept...
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Deeper Than Holding You Prisoner~ When Clouds Touch #romance #Albinism

A little bit of envy tickled the greedy dark part of her mind. She wanted to be like her; to be able to step out into the world no matter the time of the day or the position of the sun.
She wanted to park her wagasa in the corner of the
porch, resting against a wall in the shade and not have it shielding the sky from her view. She wanted to let it do all of the hiding and self-protection it wanted, while she ran free and wild in...
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Revolving Doors~When Clouds Touch #romance

“I’m so damned embarrassed.”
Paisley put her trembling fingers to her forehead. Trying to subtly brush away whatever was crawling a slow path down the bridge of her nose, praying it wouldn’t turn out to be a spider. Her fear and the screaming, running, idiot she became in the presence of the creatures would make her look like a fool, as she ran from the building. The last thing she wanted to look like in front of him. “Oh, my God, my head...
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I'd Catch a Cold for You~ When The Clouds Touch #romance

“Malachi, are you sure you want to do this?”
Entering the bedroom from the bathroom, Paisley lay across the bed her freshly washed feet resting on Malachi’s stomach. With her head hanging nearly off the bed, she wiped her nose and tossed the tissue in the wastebasket.
He lifted one of her feet. Running the nail of his pointer finger from heel to toes, enjoying the small shudder she gave before he began rubbing oil on her flesh.
“You...
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Under the Sea of Misery~ When Clouds Touch #romance

“This has been such a fun day, Malachi. I don’t think it would have been the same if I would have come as a child. My goal was much different then.”
“You had a mission for when you would come to the beach? What? Were you going to burrow a tunnel to China? Swim to the other side of the world?”
“I sure was going to try. My goal was to disappear and go back to where I belonged.”
Malachi laughed. The seriousness in her face in...
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A Father's Protection Can Break His Own Heart.~When Clouds Touch #romance

“I will talk with her.”
The chair legs scraped loudly on the kitchen floor when Frankie MuRong pushed away from the table and strolled through the sliding glass doors to the backyard. He knew where he could find Paisley, on his way in the house through the patio door, he’d seen her diving into the pool.
The pool he’d had built for her after she watched a movie about a mermaid. As a child she became convinced she was a...
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