In a city filled with skin artists, Bartos has
no trouble dealing with the competition because he's stealing more than customers...he's stealing souls. And his customers fall in love with
Bartos Slinderman’s tats but they can’t walk away
from his art.
This young adult novel is set
in Portland, Oregon and with Halloween coming, you'll want to have a scary
story to share...
That’s where DEMON'S INK comes in:
Expectations can ruin everything. Like
thinking my senior year was going to be something special. What a set up that was.
I should have known better than to get my
I’d never been lucky. No one in my family
was. I was probably only six when I’d heard grandpa say, “We come from a long
line of losers.” He was talking to my Dad. I don’t even know about what. But,
now, I know I should have listened to him.
Dad had already gone to prison, leaving
Mom and me worse off than ever. And we were never good but, at least while he’d
hung around, she managed to act like things were okay. Now she wasn’t even
trying to pretend. Really it was way worse than that; she wasn’t even getting
up off the couch any more.
I’d come home from school to find her
passed out. The first couple times it freaked me out. Seeing her face-planted
in the front room and not knowing whether she was alive or dead, I didn’t want
to be the one to find her like that, to turn her over, to have to check to see
if she was still breathing but I did. . . and I had no idea if she was high or
drunk. I didn’t even care because what difference did it make? She was out of
it. That was all that mattered.
So, after Dad went to jail, I was
completely alone until Bartos made me a deal I couldn’t refuse but that was
For weeks, I’d come home after class and
make a sandwich—if there was bread—otherwise it was a bowl of cereal for
breakfast and dinner, sometimes I’d eat it dry because the milk had gone bad.
I knew I was going to have to get a job if
I wanted to survive and I’d started looking around but that was right before
It was late one Thursday evening. I still
remember because I was thinking, “Only one more day…” I just didn’t know how
right I was.
I don’t know what woke me up that night.
Maybe it was the smell, the heat, the sound of my Mom screaming. I really don’t
know. But I opened my eyes to the thick burning haze of a room filled with
I’d gone down into the basement that night
and fallen asleep.
Looking around, I already knew there were
no windows. I was trapped.
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Portland is known for its micro beers but this weekend the city will be overRUN with athletes wanting to take the challenge and run the course at the Bridge to Brews! There's a reason this city is lovingly referred to as BridgeCity. We have about 10 of them and this week we'll be mixing bridges with brews...to create a week-long festival.
And that's not all. The entire week is going to be a BrewFest fiesta!
Portland will host the Craft Beer Conference and BrewExpo in Portland. Just click on this link to find the public events, which will include brewery tours, imbibing tours and bottle releases.
All this will take place in Portland the week of April 14-17...I guess they take Monday off.
So, if you want to run, just come and test your talents on the bridges of Portland and then celebrate with a brew ;D 'cuz here's to you and You and YOU!
It's super simple to make some "devilishly" fun Easter Eggs with these little minions.
First you simply boil the eggs and then dry them off. I used food coloring and added a little white vinegar to help the color set. (I hate buying special food coloring packages...but the colors MIGHT be a little more vibrant if you do).
Then I started dipping.
When one side was blue, I dipped the egg into yellow.
That was the most work. Then I set them up so they could dry.
I had to find perches because I didn't want the drips to discolor the eggs.
Then I pulled out my hot glue gun and glued on some googly eyes.
After that I simply drew little patterns on the "faces"
And WAH-LAH Minions for Easter. And believe me, they are so fun to eat ;D
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