Author Archives: Jo Ann Schneider

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FanX 2021

I honestly didn’t realize how excited I was to see all my nerdy people until an hour into FanX this past week.

Just a cozy get together with more than fifty thousand of our geeky friends!

It felt like coming home.

My favorite parts of FanX are:
-People watching
-Looking at all the cool costumes
-Trolling Artist Alley looking for the next awesome thing to put on my wall
-Selling Books
-Chatting with fellow nerds about whatever we want

I had a table in Artist Alley.

It started like this.
And ended like this, complete with the weirdo there in the back.

We sold a bunch of books!

On Saturday the hubby and I decided to cosplay a bit.

Aren’t we adorable?

Then some friends arrived.

When we were finished we only had to carry out a fraction of the boxes we hauled in!

We started with almost 15 of these boxes!

All in all, we had a great time!
We were masked most of the weekend, and so far feel fine, so that’s good news.

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Coptic Binding, Take Two!

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Check it out, I finished my thing!

The back cover is on!

I’ve wanted to make a book for FOREVER, and I’m really grateful that I finally got the chance to do it. 🙂

Check out that sexy binding!

I’ve already started on another one so I don’t forget how it’s done.

What will I do with them?
I have no idea.
I’m sure I’ll think of something!

Anyone else doing projects for fun?

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Coptic Binding, Take One!

I’m doing a thing.

Remember last year when I made those clamshell boxes for my Fairy Tale Academy series?

You know, these things?

This year I’ve decided to learn another book making technique!

Coptic binding.

Nope, I didn’t know what it was either, but after a wonderful tutorial from the University of Utah’s Book Arts program, this is what I’ve been working on.

The front!
The inside.
I haven’t watched the video on how to put the back cover on yet, but I’m ready!

Who knew that you could do something so cool with what amounts to cardboard, fabric, paper, a needle, and thread?

Honestly, I’m pretty happy that it’s turning out so well!

Now the trick is to make sure the next one is as good or better than this one.

I hope you’re all finding something fun to do this fall. It could be a creative endeavor, a physical endeavor, an intellectual endeavor, or even finding the time to chill out and relax, because sometimes that’s an endeavor.

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The Hunger Begins

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Hey everyone, I have a new book out today!

This is a precursor to my Jagged Scars series. Instead of twenty years later, this is how the world ends.

Meet Everly, high school band geek and sarcasm specialist, and her service cat, Echo.

They think the next week will be all about the school musical…they’re wrong.

Enjoy an excerpt!

Wyatt jerked me out of my musings. “Have you heard about that guy in New York that tried to eat a homeless dude?”

Who needed Google when you had Wyatt? He listened to podcasts while he worked out and always kept me informed of current events, questionable though they may be. “Nope.”

“He said he was so hungry he just started biting anything that looked edible.”

“Was he drunk or high or something?”

“They don’t think so.”

“That’s creepy,” I said.

“He said his stomach felt like it was digesting itself.”

I frowned. Jason had just said the same thing. Before I could digest that Whitney arrived, panting and out of breath. She threw the passenger door open and climbed in.

“About time,” Wyatt said. “I’m starving to death.”

Whitney wrinkled her nose. “It stinks in here.”

“It’s musk,” Wyatt said. “Halfway to perfume.”

“It’s gross.”

I agreed, but kept my mouth shut. It wasn’t worth it to get in the middle of one of their fights. Instead, I swiped my phone to life and looked up the crazy homeless guy in New York. That way I could help Wyatt freak our parents out at lunch. They loved it when we talked about disgusting stuff while we ate.

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