Author: jennifersilverwood

Jennifer Silverwood lives in the middle of an enchanted forest surrounded by cursed books, nosy spirits, and mischievous goblins she calls her children. After beginning several nonsensical degrees, she found her calling helping other authors bring their books to life. Jennifer is the author of two fairy tale fantasy series: the Borderlands Saga and Wylder Tales. Because she wasn't satisfied writing in one genre, she also invites you to explore uncharted space with the Heaven’s Edge Novellas—and dare to fall in love again with the standalone romance titles Stay and She Walks in Moonlight.

Teaser Tuesday: Bound Beauty

When I started publishing, I focused on blogging more than sending newsletters, social media, or even ads. Since having my second kid and moving into a new home, it's been more difficult to make time for blogging on top of work and writing. But with the new year I'm back again, hoping to dive back fully into my first online social love. Meanwhile, enjoy a peek into (and maybe even pre-order...) Bound Beauty today. Please keep in mind, this teaser will be most appreciated if you've read Craving and Scarred (or don't mind spoilers). Now that you've been duly warned, let's return to Wylderland...

Don't miss this stellar series and eat up all your favorite tropes, including: ✨Elemental magic ✨Found family ✨Soulmates ✨New adult ✨They can’t touch ✨Snarky gods ✨Hidden powers ✨ Happy reading, friends!

Book Review: Austin Heat

I'll be honest, sports romance is not my preferred cup of tea (or coffee for that matter). I've never been drawn to athletes beyond high school, and even then the boys I liked tended to have other things going for them... like playing guitar, deadly combinations. But you know I'm always up for branching beyond my literary comfort zone. And I'm so glad I did with Amari Nylix's The One Who Undid Me. Keep reading to hear more about my thoughts and don't miss the giveaway!

Confessions of a Storytelling Snob

The past couple of decades have seen some great films and shows, no doubt. But it's also seen a rise in increasingly formulaic and quickly produced content. We're getting more and more of the same, and less and less variety and (in my opinion) creative freedom.

Navigating Imposter Syndrome

I wish I had all the answers for you, that this could be the fix you need to hear to help with your own struggles. But I hope you're at least encouraged in knowing you aren't alone. Many people, even more successful people than me, can't quite shake the whispers of "not enough." Instead of accepting and dwelling on that voice, I encourage you today to use those words as a challenge to yourself. Take the drive and the sense of "not enough" to do even better with your next project. Sometimes I wonder if that's not simply the voice all creative artists hear. That even the great masters of their craft are never fully satisfied, but that is what pushes them to keep creating.

Book Review: Just A Hat

Shanah Khubiar has caught "lightning in a bottle" with her coming-of-age story about a young Jewish boy on the cusp of manhood in the late 70s. There's humor, heartache, and even danger between the pages, along with truly thought-provoking commentary.

Making Much of Time

Make the most of time, because time isn't going to slow down for you. Every moment is precious, and while creating and working is absolutely worth doing, you're only young-ish once. And your kids and the kids in your life won't stay little for long. Make good memories to cling to on darker days. Write down happy moments, to remind yourself what life can be, even if that isn't what always is. Find happiness in the little moments.

Scarred Beauty Release & Teaser

The beast snarled and lifted its head, sniffing at the house, at the prey waiting inside. But the instant the door shut, a wave of magick passed over the structure at Vynasha’s back, sealing the wylderfolk within. “Easy, eyes on me,” she said as she brought her bleeding hand before its face. The beast cocked its head aside and its shoulders hunched, brown fur bristling as it pressed its wet nose into her palm. She bit back a cry as the beast ran a rough tongue over her wound with a rumbling purr. The rubies in the dagger bit into the hand she kept ready behind her back, just in case.

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