Announcing A New cover Reveal

We are proud to announce the first release for Kid’s week this year is by author A.R. Clayton! check back in a week to see the beautiful cover!

Updated Pages & More news

I spent the time today to update the pages for our authors. Go peek through our pages!

I also want to announce the authors for 2023!

We are going to be publishing more from our current authors and adding in Darren Storer and Ruan Bradford Wright. Keep Watching here for more about these two!

The Preorder Links are available for

Ashira Datya’s A Packs Destruction

Darkness Screams: Howling Deep

Darkness Screams: Whisper Quiet

Cover Reveal Book 3 Ashira Dayta’s Magick Saga

So we are in such an excited state here that the date of release got confused. This book is Releasing Halloween Day! October 30th. Mark your calendars. Here is the Full Cover!

Cover Reveal Book 3 Ashira Dayta’s Magick Saga

So we are in such an excited state here that the date of release got confused. This book is Releasing Halloween Day! October 30th. Mark your calendars. Check back in a week to see the fully exposed cover!

Lily and the Faeries

Hi everyone! Redbird Stormcrow here to regale you with stories from my home Cassari! This story was something my grandma told me when I was younger. 

Lily Tranelis, a half-elf bookkeeper, fell asleep on top of her book, scrolls scattered around her, after a long day of scribing. Once they made sure she was asleep, the faeries that had been watching Lily for a couple of months, appeared around her. Some of them started tidying up,  and one named Cerulean Sky placed a blanket on her so she didn’t catch a cold. One, by the name of Willowmist, braided Lily’s hair and placed a pretty ribbon at the end. Another faerie, by name of Ruby, brought Lily’s flowers that sat wilting in vials, to life with some small wisps of her flower magic.  Once everything was cleaned up and arranged, the faeries flew out of the window that Lily had left open and went and hid in the small faery houses that dotted her garden.

The next morning, Lily woke up and was a tad bit confused. There was a blanket on her shoulders, her hair was braided, and her flowers in the vials were in full bloom on the table next to her desk.  She moved the blanket and folded it up, setting it neatly in the basket on the floor and stood pondering for a few minutes, trying to figure out how her flowers were blooming, as she was sure they had been wilted the night before. 

As she was puzzling this out, she heard what sounded like wind chimes coming from the desk, then a high-pitched voice said, “Don’t think about it too hard, you might hurt yourself trying to figure this out.” 

Lily turned around to see a small fairy standing on her still open book. Her mouth opened to say something, then closed again when she realized she had no idea what to say to this small creature.  Ruby laughed again. As she stood up, she opened her wings fully so that the sunlight streaming in through the window made them sparkle and shimmer, making a kaleidoscope of different shades of red dance across the parchment.

“If you haven’t figured it out yet, I am a fairy. My name is Ruby, and I am the reason your flowers bloomed. You always work so hard, so my friends and I decided to help you out a little.” Ruby grinned at Lily and flew to the flowers, hovering over them for a few moments to check their progress. 

Lily, finally finding her voice, whispers, “Where did you come from? How do you know how hard I work? And why did you help my flowers?” These questions were the only ones she could think of to say to Ruby at the moment, as she was still too startled to fully comprehend she was talking to a fairy.  She had read about them, and a few people had told her they had seen them, but this was the first time she had any experience with them. She sunk down to the floor as she stared at Ruby.

Ruby landed on one of the vials and shook her head at Lily. “We are all over the place. My little group lives in the little garden village you set up a couple of months ago. We’ve been watching over you ever since. I am a flower fairy and I thought it would be nice for you to see the blooms when you woke.”

As Ruby and Lily sat talking, Cerulean Sky and Willowmist flew in the window they had been peeking through. Lily just stared for a moment then smiled. “This is so wonderful! I have been told about your existence and always hoped I’d see you, but I never thought I’d have a couple of you in my house!” 

“All you had to do was pay more attention to your garden, Lily.” This came from Cerulean Sky. She was the leader of their small circle and spoke a bit more direct than most of them. Lily laughed, a bit of a blush spreading across her face. 

“I am really sorry about that.  I am not what you would call a ‘green thumb’ and I’ve been so busy scribing all these scrolls…” She cuts herself off in mid-sentence. “OH! The scrolls!! I need to go get these to Yisli before noon!!” She spun around and started gathering all the scrolls she had finished up last night. The fairies watched her, trying to stay out of her way so they didn’t get hit accidentally.  

She stopped long enough to smile at them. “I hope you will be here later! I’d really love to talk to you some more! Bye now!” She threw her cloak on after stuffing the last scroll into her bag and rushed out the door.

The three fairies looked at each other and then fell back into the blanket basket giggling hysterically.

“We have GOT to teach her to have some fun and not take everything so seriously!” Ruby said through her giggles. 

Cerulean Sky finally calmed her laughing and looked around Lily’s small hovel. “We should clean up for her a bit. Doesn’t look like she has touched a mop or a dust feather in weeks!”

The other two nodded their heads in agreement. “I’ll go get the others so we can make this place nice and shiny!” exclaimed Willowmist. She flew out the window to gather up the rest of the fairies and Ruby and Cerulean Sky started sparkling up the kitchen. 

Lily ran down the dirt road that lead to the main area of her small village, Earthwich. She waves to the various merchants as she heads to the church of Rahara, the nature goddess. She got to the chapel doors just as the town clock started ringing. “Phew, just made it.” she thinks to herself as she walks in.

Yisli is standing at the front, performing her daily rituals and prayers to Rahara. She turns and nods at Lily, and turns back to the statue of Rahara, never breaking her prayer. Once she is done, she turns around to greet Lily.

“Cutting it close today Lily!” The Elven cleric laughs as Lily walks up and hands her the scrolls. “Did you run all the way here? Your hair is all frazzled!”

Lily laughs a little, a soft blush appearing across her cheeks. “I am so sorry, Lady Yisli. You would not…” She pauses a moment and thinks about it. “Well, you might believe why I’m late! I was visited by fairies!”

Yisli was looking through the scrolls as Lily was telling her why she was almost late, and almost dropping the scrolls, she gets a tighter hold on the scrolls and looks up at Lily, startled.

“You were visited by fairies?” She motions for Lily to sit on one of the benches set up. She sits with her, placing the scrolls next to her, forgotten for the moment. “Please tell me what happened and what they said.”

Lily thought Yisli was acting a bit odd, but was too excited to ponder it for long. She told Yisli about the fairies, what they did, and the conversation she had with Ruby before the others showed up. Yisli nodded as she listened then smiled.

“You must say a prayer of thanks to Rahara! You have been blessed, my child. Fairies do not just show up to anyone, and they certainly do not offer to help unless they want something. This is very special, Lily. You say your prayers. I must take these scrolls to the elders and tell them of your encounter. I shall return soon!”

I hope you enjoyed this first part and that you come back next month for the next bit! Make sure you share Fae Corps Publishing  with your friends and family! 

~Don’t forget to love each other – Brian Foster~

Fairy love and Pixie wishes,

Redbird the Faery Mystic

Cover Reveal!

Well there is the covers. Keep an eye here for author and artist information!

Darkness Screams UPDATES

We received so many outstanding submissions that we decided to split the volume. Now we will be releasing 2 volumes. Darkness Screams Howling Deep and Darkness Screams Whisper Quiet. Check back next week for the cover reveal!

Call For Submissions Deadline Approaching!

We are looking for your scares. What could scare the monster under the bed? No limit on how scary or dark or not these are.

This anthology is limited to the thriller/horror genre. 

Requirements:

Short Story word count min/max: 3k/5k

Art/Photography: up to five must be printable quality

Poetry/Haiku: up to 5 each per topic

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Submissions Should be emailed to Faecorpspublishing@gmail.com with the subject of Darkness Screams. 

Submission is to be sent as either an attachment or Google Docs Link.

Due by August 1, 2022

Specific Genre  

Short stories/Poetry/Art/Haiku/Photography.

Currently, there are 9 story slots and 10 slots for art/poetry, etc. We may if we receive enough quality submissions decide to open up more volumes to accommodate more openings. 

This is a paid anthology. You will if you get in receive a portion of the royalties…however you will be expected to assist in the marketing of the anthology.

Editing is provided. If your story is in draft form it is still acceptable, however, it must be readable. Gore is acceptable, however, do keep it reasonable, no one wants to read gore for gore’s sake.  We do not accept erotica at this time.  We are here to showcase good indie authors and are more than willing to help those just getting started.

We will accept stories that have been published before,  as long as you retain publishing rights. 

If you have any questions feel free to ask.

Ask Raz

Ask Raz #1

Welcome to the first official edition of Ask Raz (Ask Jerry)! I know what you’re asking yourself. Who the F*^! Is Raz? Why would I want to ask him anything? What makes him qualified to answer questions in the first place? Worry not, dear readers. All shall be revealed.

I’m currently working on an MFA in literature and creative writing. I’m a published author with a few accolades under my belt. I’ve been around the block more than a few times and have seen the best and the worst in the indie publishing community. I’m not more qualified than anyone else (not what you told me) in the industry to run a segment like this, but I appear to have an honest and unique view that people may find refreshing.

I’ve done segments like this in articles, newsletters, podcasts, and radio shows for different industries over the years. I started doing it as a teenager actually, after some heavy inspiration from Ren & Stimpy and their “Ask Dr. Stupid” segments in their ‘toons and comics. What started as a fun thing to do, quickly became something I enjoy.

I stalked some writing communities and thoroughly infiltrated others (Never trust a guy in a turtle costume and a trench coat.) to come up with the inaugural question for this segment. For future editions, you can email your questions to raztslasher@gmail.com with the subject line “Ask Raz”.

I hired a team of trash pandas to tally up the possible questions to answer, and put it in letter form. This is what they assembled:

Dear Raz,

        I write. I’m a writer. I want to write more. I want to write better. How can I? Please advise.

Signed,

A. Writer

        P.S. – Jerry needs more trail mix.

While not the most elegant or professional way to ask for advice, there are a few things to digest here (Don’t worry Jerry, your trail mix is on the way. Can you please stop altering the document?).

What we see here is a version of the most frequent question asked in writer’s groups and collectives the world over. There are a few major issues here, despite the typing capabilities of trash pandas. Can you spot them? Take a closer look. Go on, do it. I’ll wait.

This isn’t actually a question.

Again, I know what you’re thinking. “I see question marks and it looks like a question to me.”

While those points are technically correct, it misses the heart of the issue.

What we actually have here are multiple questions and several assumptions, puzzle-pieced together to form the ultimate writing question. Sadly, the number isn’t 42 (regardless of what Jerry insists).

Here’s the breakdown of what’s actually happening in this question and some understanding of why you’re unlikely to get an all encompassing answer, or, at least, the same answer from different writers.

  1. “I write. I am a writer.”

This isn’t a fantastic way to preface a question like this. We have to assume you’ve written words at some point if you’re asking the question. We also have to assume you are or want to be a writer. What you aren’t telling us is more important. Your situation.

Maybe you only write about giant sentient sporks that fly around hunting evil spaghetti haired penguins, all while blasting “Spoon-Man” by Soungarden from a tiny boom-box mounted on their backs with hot glue and the hopes and prayers of humanity’s last remnants.

Maybe it’s a story about a turtle. I like turtles (We know, Jerry).

EIther way, this is important information required to receive a sensible answer to any question following it.

While I’m well aware that the only natural enemies of evil spaghetti haired penguins are indeed sporks, I couldn’t possibly know your contribution to this age-old war unless you mention it.

Armed with this information, I would tailor and translate my response to you in a way that makes sense in your situation. That would be immensely more helpful to you than a general blanket response.

  1. “I want to write more. I want to write better. How can I?”

        This is where things get convoluted. Three questions are being asked here and framed as one. The questions asked, while related to one another, are quite different. No one can possibly answer this as the singular question it’s intended to be. Let’s break that down further.

  1. “I want to write more.”

        This should be its own question. Other information is required here as well. Why aren’t you writing as much as you would like? What barriers exist to keep you from that goal? That could be anything from being a parent to having no access to the tools needed to write.

        Just like the previous example, the response would be entirely different based on that information. If you were a parent I’d offer advice to carve out time for your writing and how to set boundaries. If you didn’t have access to writing tools, I would refer you to programs geared towards assisting you in getting basic writing supplies or a computer.

        Maybe the reason is based on the biggest problems for writers; imposter syndrome and/or writer’s block. I could provide a plethora of advice. I could even have Jerry send you links to articles written by people far smarter than I am to help you on your journey. I’m sure he’d love that (I would).

  1. “I want to write better.”

        More information please! I have no way of knowing how you personally measure success or what standard you ascribe to. Keep in mind that I’ve never seen your writing, so I can’t even hold it up to my own personal standards.

Yes, you read that right, every writer has their own personal set of standards. While a lot is generally agreed upon, which you can easily learn in school or by reading books on the subject of writing, there is a seemingly endless combination of individual pet-peaves and preferences out there.

How can you avoid this? Do some research. Direct your questions to writers that exemplify the qualities you had in mind when first creating your unique sets of checks and balances.

Just, please, whatever you do, don’t direct your questions to Jerry. Despite what he’ll have you believe, he did not invent the oxford comma; nor did he revolutionize the use of semicolons (Yes I did). He can barely even type. He’s a raccoon for f*^!’sake. The last time we did this segment I kept getting his fan mail by mistake. Some of you should consider professional help.

  1. “How can I? Please advise.”

Remember many paragraphs ago when you thought this was an actual question because of the use of a question mark? Now that we’ve closely examined the precursor to this, I hope you have a more clear understanding. This is not a question.

If anything, it’s a fancy candy wrapper. Many people equate the candy wrapper to being part of the candy itself, but is it? It provides no flavor or sustenance. It exists only to disguise and protect its contents. It also forces you to do extra work to gain some modicum of satisfaction, when all you really needed was a tried and true bag of trailmix to get you started (Jerry, this is a live document. People can see what you’re doing!)(good).

Conclusion

        The questions being asked are just as important as the answers you seek. In this case, we need to be specific about what we’re asking for and who we ask it from.

        Using all the above examples, I will now re-craft Jerry’s original letter (mine was better).

        Dear Raz,

        As a historical writer that focuses on the never ending battle between sporks and spaghetti haired penguins, I’ve hit a bit of a snag. I greatly admire your attention to detail and your work with strange and esoteric subject matters and thought you’d be the perfect person to reach out to for advice.

        My first problem has to do with the frequency of my writing. My wife and I have two teenagers at home and I struggle to find time to sit down and write. As a family man yourself, I was hoping you might have some suggestions.

        I could also use some tips on structure and formatting. I’m having a hard time finding the right vehicle for my first ever novel, entitled, “Spork Mating Rituals: The Rise of Revolution.” It features a collection of transcripts, interviews, and essays from experts all across the globe.

General writing tips to better my craft would also be greatly appreciated!

Thanks in advance,

A. Writer

Here’s my official response, which will be the traditional ending to every segment of this I do. I hope I’ve managed to help you add some tools to your writing shed, or at the very least, put you on a path toward discovering them on your own!

Dear A. Writer,

        That’s quite a topic you’re working with and certainly one that deserves more attention. The lofty goal of complete world domination by spaghetti haired penguins, and their beady little eyes, must be stopped at all costs! I’m honored that you would turn to me during this time of need.

        It can be hard to carve out some writing time with a busy schedule. My first suggestion is that you let your hostages go. While teenagers can be worth their weight in gold in the child army, they can be more trouble than they’re worth. If you’re having trouble parting with them, try having children of your own. That could greatly decrease any possible legal troubles that may arise as well.

        My other suggestion on the topic of frequency is to set a “closed door” schedule. With this you’d set aside an hour or two each day in which you will be unavailable. I do this by literally closing the door to my office at the same time every day and ignoring those I live with. What’s the worst that could happen? Maybe someone loses an eye or a kidney, but that’s why we have two of each, right?

        On a more serious note, schedule this “closed door” time with your family. Let them know how important this is to you. Create a way for them to contact you in case an emergency arises. If it’s a physical door at home, they can knock. If you write elsewhere, start a family chat on an agreed upon social media outlet.

        When it comes to structure and formatting, there are certainly a lot of options. I’m sure by now you’ve done an online search. Those results can be overwhelming. I’d recommend reading a book from five different modern pioneers in the historical field to see the commonalities between their structures and formats. You may find a standard, or common ground, that suits your individual needs perfectly.

        On the subject of general writing tips, here’s one not often discussed that I think will be of help to you.

Never stop writing. Have a way to jot down notes and ideas around the clock. Most modern communication devices have programs and/or apps for this. For the old school writers among us, taking a notebook and pen wherever you go is a great option.

        This little notebook or text file could save you from writer’s block or any number of things some day. Use it wisely!

Yours in Madness,

A. B. O’Trailmix (Seriously Jerry?! I’m starting to rethink this entire arrangement!)

Submission

From Markas to Vlkarr By Michael Guzman

Photo by John-Mark Smith on Pexels.com

To my beloved grandson Vikarr,

Greetings my boy!

  Though I probably shouldn’t call you that anymore.  You’re definitely grown now, though you still have much to learn.  But that can be said of anyone of any age really, even an old man like me!  Anyways, I hope this message finds you and your friends in good health. 

Your Grandmother Camille and I just had a wonderful dinner with your parents recently.  They send their love as well.  Your mother is still one of the best cooks around.  It’s a good thing I keep up with my training in my retirement or I’d be in serious trouble! 

The paternal side of me, of course, is worried for you, knowing the kinds of dangers that lurk in the wider world, but it would be hypocritical of me to hold you back as well.  I can only hope that the stories I told you of my adventuring years not only entertained but educated you so you know what kinds of things to expect. And when next we meet, I hope you can entertain me with your own tales! 

You are more fortunate than most that start this path.  You already have such worthy companions you’ve known and trusted for years and that is important.  You have to know that they will always have your back and they must trust you to do the same for them and together you will do wonderful things.  Also remember, the greatest responsibility of adventuring is that wherever you go, you will change people’s lives, sometimes in very unexpected ways.   And the same people will change yours as well.  The greatest personal example from my life, of course, is how your Grandmother Camille and I ended up protecting your father when he was a kid, then becoming a family by adopting him together. 

I could keep going on all day, but I know you have important stuff to do, so I’ll end this with one last piece of advice.  I know that just because of your Aasimar heritage, you’ve no doubt experienced some well-meaning, but very unfair pressure to live up to your Grandmother Hervir’s legacy.  Knowing her as I did, I firmly believe that she would want you to be your own person and to take this journey for your own reasons, not anyone else’s.  And I completely agree.  Don’t let anyone else’s expectations define you, my boy.  Let the world judge you on your own merits, not your family’s. 

Stay strong, stay safe, your family loves you, misses you, and most importantly, are so very proud of you.

Yours truly

Grandpa Markas

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