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Hello and welcome to our weekly hop. Thanks so much for joining us! We really appreciate it!

Here is this week’s challenge:

If you weren’t a writer, what would you want to be and tell us why you would choose this.

Over the years, I’ve had lots of jobs and even a few careers. I’ve run the gamut from owning a breakfast catering company for NBC, therapeutic horseback riding for the disabled, advertising media buyer, self-defense instructor and eighteen years as a licensed veterinary technician.

But always, I wrote. First it was magazine articles, then screenplays, then TV shows. One of the screenplays became a novel and I decided I liked writing books better than scripts. And sixteen novels later, I am still going. Now it’s full time, instead of working a day job and only fitting in the writing when I could. And I am so much happier.

What would I be if not a writer? I would only be a small part of who I am. Writing isn’t just a job or even a career. It’s me. I have had stories in my head all my life and from the time I was small, I wrote them down. And it defined a very important aspect of me.

I loved the day jobs. Well, most of them. There was a few I don’t miss. But no matter what else I was doing to make ends meet, I have always been a writer. I couldn’t be anything else.

Someone once asked Stephen King why he chose to write horror. His response was (paraphrased) – why do you think I chose it?

That’s how it is. Writing chooses you.

Now, let’s pop over to the fabulous A.S, Fenichel…

But first – you can’t miss her newest – up for pre-order……

Magic Touch

https://books2read.com/u/mZZoz

ESME

I never dreamed my small curatives shop in Windsor, England would attract the attention of war hero Sir William Meriwether. My feminine heart is aflutter when he enters. But I’m a witch and a healer, and he’s a man in pain, so I heal him. Desperate to do him a good service, I stretch my powers to the limit—or perhaps beyond. Somehow, in curing his ailing leg, I unleash powers inside William. At a loss to stop what’s begun, I’m forced to seek assistance from the coven I’ve sworn never to join. I dread the encounter, but for William’s sake, I put my family’s hatred aside. Getting to spend more time with William is an added enticement.

WILLIAM

I’m mesmerized by Esme O’Dwyer from the moment I lay eyes on her. Despite our different stations in society, I want something more personal than any restorative tea she might offer. As a gentleman, I contain those baser needs and accept her assistance to ease the pain in my leg. When the alluring witch’s touch bestows me with magic of my own, I want no part of it. But the coven’s leaders insist magic never makes mistakes, and for this to have happened, I must be needed. I’ve never been one to shy away from duty, and being secluded for training with Esme is magical in more ways than one.

ESME

Trouble is coming to Windsor. The signs are all there. The race is on to train William as a witch before his power is needed, but our growing attraction is as undeniable as the battle that lies ahead.
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http://asfenichel.com/blog

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