Christmas Special!

Lab-Proofed Christmas Special!

The educated, extremely intelligent, devoted scientists of Nowheresville have discovered the perfect christmas gift for your family and friends 8-13 years old. Dimensions, award winner of 2007 Champion Series, is a captivating adventure novel tweens and scientists cannot put down. 100 pages of sword fights, midwest humor, impossible odds, angels and beasts, this paperback is sold now for $10.00. Get your autographed copy of this timely convenient discovery with free shipping before December 22. To read reviews on Dimensions, go to the Review page on this site. Go to the contact page to request your copy of Dimesions today.

Winner

Thank you all for participating in the drawing.

The copy of Dimensions goes to Savanna of Indiana!

 

Fall Sale

Pre-holiday season sale!

$10.00 for paperback, Dimensions. Includes tax and shipping to anywhere in the u.s.

A great buy for for nephews and nieces, sisters and brothers, and the mail man’s family. 

Written by teenage author, Estee Wells, Dimensions is a fantasy adventure about two extremely bored country boys who are unwillingly transported into a parallel world. Discovering a lurking evil threatening their home planet, Austin and his best friend Daniel, must save the parallel world as well as their own, or die. With only a small stone and an ancient book for weapons, the teens face a terrible beast, a powerful warlord, and a sinister evil. Through fast-paced action, sword fights, and new discoveries, the two boys are called out of their boring world and into a new calling.

Don’t miss out on this perfect present. Sale ends october 31. Contact me at s.t.wells5@gmail.com or call at 260-494-7112 for an autographed copy this month!

Excellent with a capitol A

Hi, this is Sophy Philo.

I am not your average teen. For one, I like sticking out in the crowd, not the typical annoyingly out-going person. I’m the one who answers rhetorical questions, interrupts frequently with sarcastic remarks, and spits out randomly philosophical questions during those peaceful lulls in conversations. Yep, you could no more keep my mouth shut than dry up Niagara Falls. I tried, really I did, and I turned so purple holding back that sarcastic comment that my friend thought I was chocking and decided it was an opportune moment to practice the Heimlich maneuver.

In addition to my well developed, but not too proper, verbal abilities, I have a high intolerance to clichés and predictabilities. I just want things to be excellent.

The combination of my intolerance, my sarcasm, and the inability to keep such sarcastic remarks to myself has alienated me from outings to the movie theatre. “Sorry Sophy,” my friend’s will say, “but we really want to finish the movie without you predicting the ending or making fun of plot improbabilities.”

My family doesn’t allow me to hold the remote anymore, which I think is completely undeserved. I only fast-forward the lovey, gag reflex-exercising moments. Like I said, I just want things to be excellent.

Lately, my new talent is wall painting. As oldest child in the house (my older siblings are graduated, employed, or married, and sometimes all three) my mom drafted me for the job of painting my ten-year-old sister’s room.

“Lovely,” I muttered to myself as I hauled our rickety green ladder up the stairs. With a little less grace than intended, I banged open the bedroom door with my elbow and nearly dropped the paint can on my foot.

“Look what the cat drug in.” Anna, my positive, encouraging little sister said as she looked up from braiding her doll’s hair.

“As opposed to what the dog dragged in, or an alligator, or a hippopotamus. Why is it always a cat?” Setting down the ladder, I kicked her toys out of the way to clear a spot for the tarp.

“People don’t have pet alligators.”

“We had a pet goose once. You’re gonna’ have to clear out or help.”

Not wanting to leave the fate of her room to her extremely responsible sibling, Anna grabbed a paint roller.

For three days we struggled with the room, trying to get the mango orange paint to cover evenly and stay off the white trim. All the while the music playlist kept hopping from epic movie soundtracks, my pick, to tweener bopping songs, Anna’s pick. Ah, the joys of sibling rivalries.

“Why do you like that stuff?” I asked.

Anna looked at me for a second and her orange paintbrush strayed off the wall and over the white floorboard. “Why do you like stupid soundtracks?”

I tossed her the wet rag. “Because they have skill and class, because they tell stories.”

“I think they stink.”

I responded with a completely mature gesture, I stuck out my tongue. “When you’re older you’ll realize what real music is.”

“Soundtracks are boring.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m done arguing with you.”

“No you’re not!”

And so we fought.

After the walls were finished, I banned my sister from touching another paintbrush. On the evening of the fourth day I fixed the edging and put the finishing touches to the vibrant boudoir.

Anna beamed. “This is excellent!”

I scanned the mostly white floorboards, and the unevenly coated orange walls.

Anna didn’t seem to notice the flaws. “Excellent with a capitol A!”

Have I mentioned my little sister isn’t a very good speller?

Ten-year-old kids don’t notice problems easily; they don’t even critique each other. At first I figured that undeveloped minds haven’t acquired a taste for excellence yet. But then it hit me that Anna was smiling and dancing around her newly decorated room while I stood with my arms crossed, getting paint on my shirt as I leaned forgetfully on the wet wall. Anna was the one who had the joy, the child-like wonder, and the excitement.

Pulling paint off the wall as I straightened, I gave my little sister a high five.

Yep, people make mistakes, and as long as there are humans to notice them, there will be problems. But there is more to me than the expectation of perfection. There is an abandoned joy, an undignified excitement for living, and a complete acceptance of who I am, mistakes and talents together. And that is excellent, excellent with a capitol A.

Good-bye for now,

Sophy

October Give-Away

This month I’m giving away a free copy of my book, Dimensions. All you have to do is email me or comment below with your information before October 30 and the winner will recieve their copy of the adventure novel. Don’t miss your chance!

Fall Sale

Pre-holiday season sale!

$10.00 for paperback, Dimensions. Includes tax and shipping to anywhere in the u.s.

A great buy for for nephews and nieces, sisters and brothers, and the mail man’s family. 

Written by teenage author, Estee Wells, Dimensions is a fantasy adventure about two extremely bored country boys who are unwillingly transported into a parallel world. Discovering a lurking evil threatening their home planet, Austin and his best friend Daniel, must save the parallel world as well as their own, or die. With only a small stone and an ancient book for weapons, the teens face a terrible beast, a powerful warlord, and a sinister evil. Through fast-paced action, sword fights, and new discoveries, the two boys are called out of their boring world and into a new calling.

Don’t miss out on this perfect present. Sale ends october 31. Contact me at s.t.wells5@gmail.com or call at 260-494-7112 for an autographed copy this month!

Where will Estee be next?

Twenty pieces of my artwork will be hanging at the Brewha in Ossian, Indiana during the month of September. There will be a meet and greet for viewers to chat with Estee on the 11.