'Paper Crowns' by Mirriam Neal

'Paper Crowns' by Mirriam Neal

A spotlight on the newly published novel by author Mirriam Neal.

I have some exciting news to share! One of my dearest friends has published a book! Her name is Mirriam Neal, and the title of this book is "Paper Crowns." You can find it on Amazon.

And you can find Mirriam Neal at her blog, here.

I highly recommend checking it out. She's an amazing writer and has insightful, helpful and uplifting blog posts on numerous topics.

Several years ago, I became friends with Mirriam. Initially we bonded over our love of the Scarlet Pimpernel, but soon found out that both of us love to write fiction. At the time, Mirriam was working on her debut novel "Monster." I eagerly asked to read it, and she put me on the beta list. Let me tell you, this girl can turn out chapters as quick as anything. It didn't take long for me to realize what a gem of a writer she was. In fact, the realization was almost instant. Thus, even after "Monster" was finished, I continued to stay on the beta list for anything else she was writing. This was how I came to read "Paper Crowns."

I fell in love with the book instantly. Mirriam has the wonderful and rare ability to write any genre and excel at it. When I opened the first chapter of "Paper Crowns," I realized I had stepped into a whimsical, magical world that I was going to enjoy journeying through with the characters. The book is beautiful, from the enchanting art on the cover, to the final sentence on the last page. I highly recommend moving it to the very top of your reading list immediately. I've read it more than once and each time over gives me more joy than the last. This gal truly is a master of words.

This lighthearted fantasy novel, centers around a young girl named Ginger and her cat, Halcyon. It took almost no time at all for Halcyon to claim his place as my favorite character. However, I can honestly say that I loved every character in this book. Every character is so lifelike and well-written. This runs through every one of Mirriam's stories and never ceaseless to impress me. And though the story starts out with Ginger in the relatively peaceful, secluded life she's led up to this point, everything soon changes for this young girl. The book reels you in very quickly and doesn't let you go until the very end. It's one of those stories you can't seem to put down, even if you've read it several times already.

So head over and check out her book! Your imagination will thank you.

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I Blame My Dad For My High Expectations

Dad, it's all your fault.

I always tell my dad that no matter who I date, he's always my number one guy. Sometimes I say it as more of a routine thing. However, the meaning behind it is all too real. For as long as I can remember my dad has been my one true love, and it's going to be hard to find someone who can top him.

My dad loves me when I am difficult. He knows how to keep the perfect distance on the days when I'm in a mood, how to hold me on the days that are tough, and how to stand by me on the days that are good.

He listens to me rant for hours over people, my days at school, or the episode of 'Grey's Anatomy' I watched that night and never once loses interest.

He picks on me about my hair, outfit, shoes, and everything else after spending hours to get ready only to end by telling me, “You look good." And I know he means it.

He holds the door for me, carries my bags for me, and always buys my food. He goes out of his way to make me smile when he sees that I'm upset. He calls me randomly during the day to see how I'm doing and how my day is going and drops everything to answer the phone when I call.

When it comes to other people, my dad has a heart of gold. He will do anything for anyone, even his worst enemy. He will smile at strangers and compliment people he barely knows. He will strike up a conversation with anyone, even if it means going way out of his way, and he will always put himself last.

My dad also knows when to give tough love. He knows how to make me respect him without having to ask for it or enforce it. He knows how to make me want to be a better person just to make him proud. He has molded me into who I am today without ever pushing me too hard. He knew the exact times I needed to be reminded who I was.

Dad, you have my respect, trust, but most of all my heart. You have impacted my life most of all, and for that, I can never repay you. Without you, I wouldn't know what I to look for when I finally begin to search for who I want to spend the rest of my life with, but it might take some time to find someone who measures up to you.

To my future husband, I'm sorry. You have some huge shoes to fill, and most of all, I hope you can cook.

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