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Finishing The First Draft (Newsies GIFs Style)

I've never done a blog post full of GIFs before, but the situation calls for it. Late on Monday night I finished the first draft of Resist. WHAT?! And although Resist has nothing to do with Newsies, I figured if I'm gonna do a blog post full of GIFs it has to be Newsies since I'm their biggest fangirl EVER. =)

So, here's how it went on Monday while finishing my first draft:

Me coming out of my room on Monday morning...

NOW IS THE TIME TO SEIZE THE DAY. Book, I'm comin' for ya.

So manuscript did ya miss me? Huh, did you miss me?

Take that Nazis. IN YOUR FACE.

Me in the middle as my sister sings around the house.

When my desk starts to get really messy with my books, notebooks and coffee cups and I'm all like...

My sister punching me because I was attempting to speak in German non stop and I'm not really good at it yet. (Ok, she didn't really punch me. I just really wanted to include this GIF.)

 Seriously? I have to stop writing for lunch?

Time to sit back down. All right. Let's write this thing like a man.

My sister: "How many cups of coffee did you have today? TELL ME."

                        Me coming out of my writing lair at 11:00pm. "So guys, I'm 68,000 words into my book. So that's cool."

Wait. WHAT?! 68,000 words WOOT WOOT!!!


 I just typed the last word...*whimper*



 My work here is done. *puts on cool newsie cap*

After posting about finishing my first draft on instagram and seeing all the likes and comments...

 Next morning: Aww yeah! Time to start editing!!

 Ain't it a fine life?!

Off to tackle some edits!


Ain't We Got Fun Cover Reveal!

Break out the confetti! Today's the cover reveal for Ain't We Got Fun! Ready to see the beauty created by the amazing Rachel Rossano? Of course you are!

1935: It was never much of an issue for Bess: living contentedly on her family's farm, despite the Depression which loomed around them. But when her older sister Georgiana takes off to New York City to make a fortune and help Papa out, feelings of adventure and wanderlust strike Bess at home.Through their lively letter correspondence, the sisters recount to one another their adventures, surprises, and heartaches, leaving little room for depression. For in a world of such wonder, ain't we got fun?

We're head over heels for it!! A red polka dot dress and a vintage suitcase?! Could it get any better?!

EMILY CHAPMAN, also known as Bess Rowland, is a young hobbit living in the dear old South, and she is entirely bonkers. She's a dreamer, an optimistic pessimist, and an introverted people person. Blue skies, dancing, Disney, and whipped cream make her happy, and she swears she's been to Narnia. She's been a reader all her life, became a writer because of that, and published her first novel, Cry of Hope, in March of 2014. But without her Savior, all of this would mean nothing. It is in Him that she puts her hope. “And hope does not disappoint us, for God has poured out His love into hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom He has given us.” – Romans 5: 5

EMILY ANN PUTZKE and Gi Rowland have two big things in common – their love for God and coffee. Besides writing historical fiction, Emily enjoys being an aunty, photography, Irish dancing, spending time with family, attempting to play the guitar, reenacting, and reading. She loves polka dots, war movies, and all things vintage. Her first novella, It Took a War, was published in December of 2014.

Ain't We Got Fun will be available on May 25th, 2015!


P.S. A hearty thank you to all the fabulous bloggers who assisted us with the cover reveal! YA'LL ARE AWESOME!

Ain't We Got Fun Extras | Beautiful People


The scent of coffee filled the kitchen as I wiped the table after lunch. How the twins could make such a mess of a simple peanut butter sandwich would always remain a mystery to me. The peanut butter clung to the wooden table and chunks of bread were stuffed in the crevices of the chairs and scattered on the floor. I might need two pots of coffee to deal with this.
The back door opened and Will came in, hanging up his hat. I hurried over and wrapped him in a tight hug, planting a kiss on his cheek. “You’re home early, darling.”

“You smell like peanut butter,” he said with a smirk.

“So did Frederick and Lawrence before I stuck them both in the tub. Will, I swear they think peanut butter is paint.”

He grinned, then held my face in his hands and kissed me back. "Where are the boys now?"

      "Napping like angels."

      “I need your help with an assignment,” he said, pulling off his suit coat and rolling up his white shirt sleeves to his elbows.
“Really?” I said as I poured Will a glass of water. I slid it across the table to him, then poured myself a large mug of coffee.
“Yeah. It’s called ‘Sisterly Relationships’. You and Bessie are the perfect candidates. So, what do you say?”
“Sure, why not?”
“Oh, just don’t drink too much of that coffee before this interview, ok? Remember last time? You were like...like a crazy little squirrel or something. I had to run to keep up with you.”
I gaped. “What? And you still married me?”
His eyes twinkled. “Yeah. And I’m glad I did.”
“Oh, you’re very sweet Mr. Reeves,” I said, stirring the cream into the brew.
“As are you, Mrs. Reeves.”
I sat down next to him, wrapping my hands around the mug as a breeze danced through the window.
“All right,” Will said, testing out his pen on the paper. “Question one. What is your first memory of Bessie?”
I tilted my head and stared at the wall for a moment. “I remember Papa taking me up to their bedroom to see Mama and my new little sister. I recall singing in her face very loudly. Her face went red and she started crying. I was picked up and taken home because I knocked over Mama’s supper tray and I wouldn’t stop poking my sister’s face.”
“Oh, you were mean, Gi.”
“I know,” I shrugged. “What’s the next question? Hopefully something to redeem myself?”
“Describe your relationship in three words,” he glanced up at me as I went to fetch more coffee. “Gi!”
“What?” I asked, all innocence.
He shook his head at me, but I caught a grin on his face.
“Three words, huh? Let’s see–unpredictable, adventurous, and devoted.”
He wrote down my answers, took a sip of water, then continued. “What kind of things do you like to do together?”
“We like picnics, and wading in the creek. Also, running through the fields, reading books, picking on each other, going to the drive-in, making a mess while baking cookies, window shopping, eating hamburgers and milkshakes and talking about Tom. Oh! And one of our favorite pastimes is when one of us grabs Donny and the other tickles him until he cries ‘uncle’.”
“Poor kid.”
“It’s our duty, Will.”
“Yes. It’s a big sister duty. You wouldn’t understand.”
He coughed, attempting to hide a laugh. “What was your biggest fight? I’m a little nervous about this one.”
“Oh,” I tapped my feet on the floor. “That’s easy. The day I told Bess I was leaving for New York was our biggest fight. She was about to ruin everything by telling Mama and Papa and I wasn’t planning on telling them until the morning I left. We were in our bedroom when I told her, and she stood up and ran for the door to tell on me. I lunged at her and grabbed her ankle, which caused her to fall flat on the floor. I pinned her down and we exchanged some heated words and tears,” I laughed, thinking back. “It’s hard to imagine now.”
Will stared at me, an eyebrow raised.
“You pinned her down?”
“Yeah, what else was I suppose to do?”
“You pinned your little sister down?”
“Yes! Now can we move on to the next question and stop talking about how horrible I was?”
He scratched the back of his neck, “Yeah, ok. Um...how far would you go to save Bessie?”
“Now or then? Because back then I was ready to pack her off to an orphanage.”
“Oh, I’d do anything for Bess, Will. I’d even give up coffee if that would save her from harm.”
“You’re real sweet,” he teased.
“Well, I would! I’d take a bullet or even torture for her. I’d take it upon myself.”
“So a few years ago you’d have her shipped off to an orphanage, but now you’d lay down your life for her, is that correct? I don’t want to get it mixed up in the article.”
“You’ve got it.” I began tapping my fingers on the table.
“Gi, I’m going to take that coffee away if you don’t sit still.”
              I stopped my tapping and smiled at him.Ok, darling. I’ll be good.”

“What are your pet peeves about Bessie?”
“She’s too sensible.”
Will laughed. “Oh, what a fault!”
“Will, stop teasing me. What I mean is, she’s not adventurous enough. She’s a tattle tale, she’s too motherly with me, and she never lets Donny have any fun.”
“Harsh,” he said, scribbling it down.
“You asked.”
“What are your favorite things about her?”
“That’s a nicer question,” I grinned and took another sip of coffee. “She’s always looking out for everyone and places other’s needs before herself. She’s sweet and kind, and takes her responsibility seriously. I’d trust her with anything.”
Will grinned. “What traits do you share? Mannerisms, clothing, quirks, looks...those sorts of things.”
“Oh...I guess some of our facial expressions are similar. We both scrunch up our noses when we laugh. We’re both clumsy.”
“That’s true.”
“Will!” I slapped his arm and in the process, my coffee spilled all over my lap. I jumped up with a scream as it seeped through my dress.
“See?” Will said, snatching a towel from the drawer beside him. He cleaned off the table while I tried to clean off my dress.
“Who has the strongest personality?” he asked. “Wait...why am I even asking this?” He didn’t let me answer and quickly scribbled something down. I peeked over his shoulder and found my name as the answer. “How has your relationship changed over the years?”
I tossed the soiled towel in the hamper in the adjoining room, then sat down. “We’ve grown to understand each other and love each other more. Perhaps that comes with  growing up, but I tend to think it happened mostly through our heartfelt letters during those trying years. And I’m thankful for that.”
He smiled at me.
“Anymore questions?”
“Nope, that about wraps it up,” he said, gathering his papers. “I’m off to find out Bessie’s answers.” He kissed my cheek. “Love you, Gi. Don’t make any more coffee while I’m gone.”
“Oh! Now, Will, can’t we talk about this?”
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“Nope,” he plunged his arms through his coat and grabbed his hat. I was about to protest once again, but the twins came running into the room, their dark, tousled hair sticking up all over their heads. I wonder who they got that from? I watched as Will kneeled down and wrapped them in his arms. They began to talk at once and he listened attentively. I started thinking about Bess and Tom. If Tom hadn’t been sent overseas, they might have been married. But I was sure, in time, God would make it happen.


(Read Bess' interview HERE!)

Ain't We Got Fun will be in paperback and ebook on May 25th, 2015! Make sure to check back on April 13th for the cover reveal!


P.S. AWGF is now officially on Goodreads!

AIN'T WE GOT FUN Cover Reveal Date!

     It's hard to imagine that just three months ago, Emily Chapman, and I were first penning our Ain't We Got Fun letters. For those of you who are new to my blog, AWGF is a story about two sisters during the Great Depression and is written in letter style. Emily and I alternated posting our letters on our blogs throughout the month of January. We had so much fun writing it, and the feedback we got was so encouraging! We decided to start the processing of publishing it shortly after the series was done. And now we're getting ready to share the book cover with the world!!!

That's right.

April 13th is the cover reveal date for Ain't We Got Fun!!

Rachel Rossano has created a beautiful cover!! I can't wait for you all to see it!!

Here's where we need your help. We need people who will share the cover/book synopsis on their blog on April 13th. A perk of being a cover revealer? You get to the see the cover before the rest of the world. Pretty awesome, just sayin'. =) If you're interested, send an email to me or Emily!


Thank you in advance!!