Author M.M. Shelley

Recently I signed up for a photoshop class at a local photography school. I have always been interested in photography and have a taken a few classes at this school before. With all of the amazing pictures that I've seen on Pinterest and other sites I wanted to learn how I can create my own photos with a surreal or creative look. The class that I signed up for is called Mirror of the Mind and I have learned so much in such a short time. Here is one of pictures that we created in the class... In this photo I took a picture of my niece who fell asleep in her car seat and placed her on a bed of flowers. You can see that in the first photo she has her seat belt straps and in the second one I removed them. I also styled her hair. I had a bit more fun and with photos I had on hand I put this together for my online read Haunted Souls...

Today I would like to welcome Isabel Kunkle and her book Hickey of the Beast. Here is a little info on her book: Connie thought freshman year might suck. She never thought it’d be literal. Bad dreams? No big deal. After all, Connie Perez is starting her first year in the prep school her mom runs. Anyone would be a little stressed, right? When she starts dreaming about strange creatures and places that don’t make sense, she doesn’t think much about it: there’s other stuff on her mind. Then she starts noticing that the people she dreams about get sick right afterwards. Then everything gets weird. There’s something bad on the campus of Springden Academy. Something that feeds on students and warps their minds. And, as Connie and her friends try to figure out what’s going on, it starts to look like she’s the only one who can stop it. Freshman year was hard enough without having to fight evil after class. Hickey of the Beast Isabel Kunkle Genre: YA / Fantasy Publisher: Can...

My latest YA will be released later this month and here is a small preview... New Orleans, LA They told her to never venture down alleyways on dark nights—not when the moon was hiding, too afraid to show itself. She was also told to never let her cell phone run low on its battery, so low in fact that a call could not be made on it. Her cell phone had powered down on its own only moments ago and was useless to her now. A howl reverberated down the alleyway, at first it sounded far away, but it seemed to travel down the alley until the howl become deafening. Rosemary had to cover her ears as she quickly looked about for signs of the beast that made the noise. Chiding herself for being fearful she urged herself down the remaining alley drawing her arms close around her self almost as if she meant to ward off evil spirits and keep her soul safe. She had made her decision very late into the night; her mind had raced from one scenario to another. Seeking peace Rosemary grabbed her coat...