Monday, November 28, 2016

COVER REVEAL: STARR LOST, Book Two of the Starr Fall Series by Kim Briggs

Dear Alison,

Today I get to reveal the cover of Starr Lost, Book Two of the Starr Fall Series with Inkspell Publishing. Najla Qamber Designs has done it AGAIN. I've shared pre-order buy links, and I want the world to meet Di because she is freaking amazing. She's an ass kicking Goth--what's not to love?

Heeeeeerrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeee's Starr Lost!!

Starr Lost
Book Two of the Starr Fall Series
By Kim Briggs
ISBN: 978-0-9976212-9-7

GORGEOUS RIGHT?!?! I am sooooooo in love with it!
Here's the Buy Links. Pre-order so you don't miss Book Two. 


What's Starr Lost about? Well, here's the blurb:

A Starr falls, and a family is found.
On the run from the Organization, Starr and Christian find safety on the Qualla Boundary with their friends, Ben and Coda, but Starr needs answers. She owes her dear dead friends, Sami and Jody, that much. She forms a team of her own to fight the general and his recruits.

Di, a mutual friend and anti-everything is a no-brainer, plus her Taser will come in handy. Frank, Starr’s BFF, will put his life on the line for her. Ben and Coda, not to be outdone by Starr’s friends, also swear their allegiance. Christian’s the only hold out. He knows what the Organization is capable of. He has the beaten body to prove it, but when Starr wants something, she gets it.

Now that the team’s together, everything should be perfect. Trouble is Starr loves Christian but so does Di. And Frank, well, he’s never been very good at hiding his love for Starr. Will his four-year long crush on her threaten the safety of the team?

Life becomes tense on the Qualla Boundary, sparks fly, and the Organization is about to smash in their door.

Starr Lost continues with the action and the romance. Starr meets Jude (that guy who helped her save Christian). Di and Frank get chased by the Organization in Webster and New York City before they even know the Organization exists. Starr, Di, and the rest of the team figure out who (or what) is behind the Organization. Plus there's kissing and assassins and kissing assassins! When I say life becomes tense, I'm not exaggerating. 

Introducing Di...

3. Di: Her First Chapter

The morning drags on period after brutal period. Contemporary Issues used to be my favorite class—that is until Starr and Christian disappeared. Now New Lifer Tammy dominates every discussion, including weather updates with her conservative agenda. I’ve taken to sharpening my fingernails into points. And don’t even get me started about Chemistry with Morris. That should be self-explanatory. Of course, English Lit’s all right. I miss Starr, but One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest sorta reads like my personal memoir.

When the bell finally releases us, we scamper like Pavlov’s dogs to the cafeteria. A few underclassmen fall victim to a well-placed shove as I barrel down the stairs, but no one dares complain. No one wants an up-your-junk meeting with my Docs.

My first problem arises when Mr. Hollywood isn’t at the designated meeting place. Most likely, he’s caught up with Little Red in a well-lit corner trying to pull an R-rating to her PG-13, but if he doesn’t show soon, I’ll smash my bag across his head and drag him out into the street.

I take my time selecting a lunch tray. My choices? Insane asylum pink or puke green. Hmmm, let’s select the most disgusting shades on the color wheel to make the cafeteria food appear more appetizing. I grab insane asylum pink, realize Mr. Hollywood’s still a no-show, turn back to the rack, and exchange it for puke green. If I don’t enter the food line soon, a Spork wielding wannabe rent-a-cop will start harassing me. Then my next problem becomes everyone’s problem and I’ll probably make a scene and get kicked out of school—which could work to my advantage…I might have to consider that as Plan B. For now, I’ll stick to Plan A.

Di kicks some serious ass throughout the series. I hope you love her as much as I do. Here's the author info (like you don't already know who I am, but it's part of the media kit).

About the Author
Kim once smashed into a tree while skiing. The accident led to a concussion, a cracked sternum, temporary notoriety as a sixth grader returned from the dead, and the realization that fictionalized accounts are way more interesting than just slipping on the ice.
An unhealthy obsession with conspiracy theories combined with a love of travel and happily ever afters led Kim to write her YA novel, Starr Fall, where a secret organization decides Starr Bishop would make the ideal assassin. While in hiding, Starr meets dark, moody, and dead sexy Christian Evergood. Cue the swoon worthy music. But it’s not all happily ever afters for Kim, her NA novel, And Then He, explores the dark and scary corners of the human psyche. Following a night of innocent flirting with a handsome stranger, Tiffani finds herself in the midst of a nightmare she can’t escape. And Then He is available now through Amazon and other major book retailers. Starr Fall, Book One with Inkspell Publishing is available now through Amazon and other major book retailers. Starr Lost, Book Two of the Starr Fall series releases January 5, 2016. Starr Gone, Book Three of the Starr Fall series releases June 2017.
When she’s not doing something writerly, Kim can be found jumping into snow drifts with her three kids, husband, and dog. She’s careful to avoid trees.

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So readers, what do you think? Are you in love with the cover as much as I am? Alison, I know you've seen the cover but it is something special isn't it? And Di, what do you think about her?

Sharing the writer love one letter at a time,


Thursday, November 17, 2016


Dear Alison, 

I'm still in the afterglow from Starr Fall's Book Launch on Sunday. My family and friends gathered at Mountaintop Lodge for an afternoon celebration. First, I had a surprise guest. Actually, it was really a surprise because I didn't have my glasses on and I was like, "Oh, someone's early for my party." Then I put on my glasses, and it was DONNA BOOCK all the way from FLORIDA. 

Donna surprised me!! We cried. Well, I cried!!

So many special things happened Sunday. One of them was your speech. You made me all weepy--I'm glad I went first because I almost didn't get through my speech without all your praises swirling around my brain! (Being called a Bull is a praise, right?)

Sunday allowed my universes to collide. Here are my BFFs all wrapped up in a hug--Do you see my tentacles wrapping around and reaching out to all my people?

Lorraine, Alison, Kim, Donna, and Jen

Isabel Bandeira drove up from New Jersey. I love her and her book Bookishly Ever After. We've been writer pals since SCBWI EPA Pocono Retreat in 2013!

Isabel and Kim sharing some writer love. Real love too;)

The KidLit Ink group also came to support me. Pictured here is Patricia Thomas, Me, and Lindsay Barrett George.
Gayle C. Krause and Jan Cheripko snuck out before pictures. How dare they?

I write about food in all my books, and though many of the events I write about never happened to me, the food is ALL me. This food was Starr Fall inspired. Christian bakes blueberry muffins for Starr for breakfast at the cabin and she eats s'mores for the FIRST TIME! She's so lucky! I was too, because I sampled one of these babies and WOW!!!

My Mom and Dad with their favorite daughter. (I should note I am their ONLY daughter, but still, you know I'm their favorite;)

Loads of friends and family came to support me. Notice the Starr Fall swag sticker!!

Jen came all the way from Long Island and it was her birthday!!

My running buddies also came. We don't run anymore, unless of course, you count running towards a sale or a dessert tray (Which we all know we do;)
Cindy and Teri were my captive audience during hundreds of miles on the asphalt.

Lorraine and Isabel hit it off. Soul sisters from parallel universes that collided when Starr Falls!

Starr Fall Swag Prepping! My kids made sure that everyone had a sticker, they handed out postcards and bookmarks liberally and everyone signed the Memory Book.


So Alison, I glow like a shining Starr, and just think, in two days, we will be together with Donna again at the Writing Barn in Austin getting our writing groove on. Four days of writing and BFFs--Life can't get much better!

Oops, I should add that if you haven't picked up your copy of Starr Fall, here's the link: Starr Fall Amazon

Sharing the writing love one letter at a time,

Monday, November 14, 2016

TRUTH: Writing Your True Life in Fiction

Dear Kim,

This past weekend at the Foundation we had Harold Underdown and Jo Knowles on faculty with many guests (Lindsay Barrett George and Marcus Emerson to name a few). Friends came from all over the country as well as three writers visiting from across the globe. Because we writers are alone so often, it was the first time since the election that many of us had gathered person-to-person. I'll be honest, dinner the first night was somber, yet tense.

Jo Knowles was our first speaker that night.
Tough job. 
Only Jo found a way to bring us together. She spoke about finding TRUTH in what we write for children and teens. She asked: "How can I [as a writer] disrupt the universe?"

That phrase: disrupt the universe. It seemed like that phrase acknowledged what so many were feeling and then, more importantly, gave us the words to describe what must happen next. We must disrupt the universe.

As the weekend went on we heard more about the power of children's books and how yes, in fact, they can disrupt the universe. Jo's next talk brought more realities of writing TRUTH. In this case she asked us to find ways in the opening scene of our stories to make our character's truth radiate on the page. She led us through examples, like the opening scene of Laurie Halse Anderson's SPEAK.

Image from the movie, SPEAK, an adaptation of the novel. Showtime Networks, Inc.
Did you know... The author appears in the film as the lunch lady who gives Melinda the mashed potatoes.

Cutting into characters through Jo's exercises made us talk deeply about the flaws of humans. Made us talk about the flaws not only on the page, but in our world. At the end of her presentation, Jo asked us all to write an opening scene.

Rather than use Killer, the book that I am revising, I was inspired by Jo to try to think of an entry point for a story from my past that I want to fictionalize. The real people, the real girls are so much a part of me that I just couldn't gain enough distance to turn fact into fiction. But that idea of TRUTH flowed down into my pen and I let Allie and Jess speak.

I wrote:

When they talk about us they call us THE GIRLS OF SUMMER.
Were we girls?
Only alive in the summer?
Sometimes I don't know.

I do know that I love her, and not just in summer, even if that would be the only time that she'd love me back. Even if the only time she lays next to me, whispering all those soft words would be during August nights on the road. 

For me, it will never just be summer. My love for her is every day, every moon, every season, every inch of every year I breathe.


Jess pulls into the driveway, her forearm hangs loose from the truck's window. I see the way summer has returned to her. The way she lets her curls hang wild around her face. And that face fresh and clean, spotted with the first few freckles of June. Just Bonnie Bell, no make-up. Even from here, still on my porch step, I know it's warm vanilla scent and can taste her sweetness on my tongue. 

"Allie," she says when my hand touches the passenger's door handle. "Today you hitch the trailer." I blush thinking of the way I'd mangled the lemonade stand's hitch during our final jump last year. "Last summer," she says. Not about the past, but the present. A warning. "Last chance."

I don't need the reminder. I know this is my last summer with her. My last chance too.

I know this will not remain the beginning of the book. But Jo helped me find a way to tell the characters' TRUTHs. A way to take true life and find story. I won't get back to this one for a bit, but I know that Jess and Allie now have voices and they won't let me ignore their truth.

With Love,

Alison Green Myers wanted to join the circus.
She wanted to train tigers.
She wanted to jump through fire.
She wanted to stand on a wire, suspended high above a cheering crowd.
She probably spent too much time at her local library, especially inside the pages of If I Ran The Circus.
Alison never made it to the circus (though she did travel on a carnival for many summers) but her early trips to the library fed her in other ways. She spent the first half of her career teaching reading and writing, and now finds herself working in the majestic circus of children’s book publishing as program coordinator for the Highlights Foundation and assistant-to-the-assistant editor for a small press. Alison writes about the wilds of life, mostly humans, but other scary beasts too. She is a regional advisor for SCBWI and a fellow of the National Writing Project. To learn more about Alison, please visit her blog