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The Ellderet Series (Book 1)

The Deadbringer

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To Nurture and Kill

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Happy #caturday, everyone! What are y'all up to this weekend? 😺 I have a wonderful announcement to make: my dark fantasy novel #thedeadbringer won a finalist medal in fantasy from Next Generation Indie Book Awards😻 I got the award a few months ago but totally forgot to post it on IG😏🙈 If you're subscribed to my newsletter or follow me on Facebook, then this lovely surprise is old news to you 😜😆

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Day 20: Broken Floorboards (Book Spines)----Old book spines are the best 💙
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I'm going to a Halloween party tonight! Woohoo, costumes galore💀 Pretty excited about this party as it's also going to double as a fundraiser for Puerto Rico 🙏 Keep your eye on my IG stories and come along for the fun 😈

#metoo Last year I wrote a blog post called 'Vendors Are People Too'. I wrote it because I was annoyed at how I'd been treated at certain conventions. I didn't want to admit that I was freaked out by a certain incident that happened at a specific convention and that my husband couldn't be at with me. When I finally sat down to write the blog post, it was watered down. I had laughed off what had happened because the thoughts racing in my mind of having to walk to the subway alone vanished because my huband--despite having a really bad flu--made the trek so he could help me close up.
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This is what happened: on the very last day of the convention, two men approached my booth asking me if they could borrow my convention badge. I said 'no' and then one of them went on to tell me that I was pretty, that I should go out with him, that he'd WAIT AROUND until I was done. All of this was in Spanish, btw, so the vendors next to me didn't know what was going on and the floor was packed with people which--for me--added to the tension. I kept telling him 'no' and then I told him I was married hoping this would get him to leave. This prompted him to call me a liar because I didn't have a wedding ring on. His friend finally convinced him to move on, but oh hey we'll swing back by in case 'I change my mind'.
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Why hadn't I told these men to fuck off? Why hadn't I threatened them with calling security or asked one of the vendors beside me to call security? Why had I tried to amiably convince these men to leave me alone?
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As I sat there no longer enjoying my time, and wanting the convention to be over, and trying to decide if I should call my husband so he could walk me home, the only answer I could come up with was this: I was afraid that by speaking up for myself I would somehow make things worse for myself.
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I made a promise that if it ever happened again, I would immediately shut down the conversation and call security. Thankfully, the last convention I was at was lovely and without incident 💙
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What's your story 💙💙