Beta Readers Wanted

Guess what! Guess what! Guess what!

No. I didn’t get a pony, though that would be pretty cool.

But I did finish the second draft to One Last Wish a few moments ago and now I’m searching for THREE beta readers to read the book (set up like a PDF ebook*) and then email me thoughts, concerns, comments, suggestions, etc. that you may have.

*please excuse the generic About the Author, Acknowledgements, blank pages, etc. Those are going to be filled in when I finalize the book. So please just ignore those and focus on the book.

Why am I doing this?

When I finished writing Shadows last year, I hesitantly made the decision to do this exact thing. In the end, I decided it was the best idea I ever had. I received pages upon pages of useful feedback. I don’t expect pages, but I do hope you won’t hold back for fear of offending me. I’m pretty hard to offend and I’d rather you tell me something sucks before I publish the book.

The reason why I don’t just ask my friends and family for feedback is because I don’t think I’d get unbiased criticism. Don’t get me wrong, I love my friends and family. They’re super supportive of my writing, they’re my biggest fans, but they also see me on a regular basis.

By asking for three perfect strangers to read this is like handing it to my fans and asking them to tell me what they think. Whether you’re a fan of mine or not, I hope you give me honest criticism (be nice about it and I won’t be offended. If you email me saying my plot line sucks, my writing sucks, and there’s nothing that can make it better, then I’ll be upset.) because you’re entitled to your opinion.

If you’re interested, I’m requesting you email me at authornicolebelanger@gmail.com and I will send you a sneak peak of One Last Wish.  I also request you tell me a little about yourself and why you think I should choose you as a beta reader. Once all three have been chosen, I will email the PDF.

I will only be giving 2 weeks to read/email me your feedback. If this is not enough time and you need an extension, please let me know. I might be able to work something out.

Last year I gave my Beta readers an autographed copy of Shadows when it was released. I can only do this for US residents. If you’re outside of the US, we can work something else out.

I look forward to hearing from you!

Writer’s Block: Challenge Accepted

Alright, guys. So my creative juices are completely dried up. So much that I can barely write anything. I put out a cry for help on Twitter, received a challenge, and this is what I came up with.

The more I read it, the more I hate it, but I kinda sorta like it?

So here’s what I’m going to do. This is in no way saying this will be a part of book three. But it also might be. Here’s what I want from you. I want you to read this. Then I want you to read it a second time. Next, I want you to either comment here or tweet me (@nbelanger6) what you think of it or what comes to mind for you. The more I read it, the more I hate it, but I kinda sorta like it. I want to know if you like it or if you hate it. Keep in mind this is unedited.

Here it is!

I lay in the field, the grass tickling the bare skin on the back of my arms. My breathing was steady and my chest rose with each inhalation of the chilly air. The illumination on my surroundings came only from the brightness of the stars above me. The sky was bright, a color lighter than black but darker than navy blue. I turned my head to the side, making sure Thomas was still laying beside me. Unmoving, but still there. Sleeping? I closed my eyes, begging for a world far away to call me home. Yet I couldn’t help but shudder as the gentle breeze crossed over me. I let out a long yawn, rolling onto my side and wrapping an arm gently around my companion. I pulled myself closer, trying to take in any heat radiating from his body. His side was damp with a warm sweat. Why was he sweating? It was summer, but the breeze in the after midnight air caused his skin to be cool to the touch. Unresponsive but still there. Sleeping but unmoving. Cool skin but sweating. Sweating or…

I jumped back, fumbling around for my phone for an unnatural lighting. I could hear the blood rush through my veins as my heart beat in my chest. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. My hands shook. Relax, Anna. I could already feel the tears race down my cheeks as I finally found the flashlight application on my phone. With shaking hands, I turned the light on Thomas. His eyes were shut, almost in a dream state, and his left arm rested gently by his side. His red side.

Stars collided and I fell into the dark void they created. Empty. Secluded. I dangled on the thin line of reality I had left; disoriented while the black abyss consumed me.