What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stranger

Late Breaking News! January 29, 2015

I am thrilled to present the cover for The Siren’s Realm, the second book in The Tethering Series.


Preorder for The Siren’s Realm begins on February 16th, but there is still some excitement to pass the time.

First, the official blurb for The Siren’s Realm!

Jacob loves Emilia Gray, but things aren’t always that simple in the world of Magickind…

The war has begun.

The Dragons are gaining power, and the Gray Clan stands alone. Desperate to find a way to stop the Pendragon, Emilia is forced to seek answers from someone who hasn’t been seen in seventeen years . . . Her mother. Embarking on a magical journey filled with witches, wizards, centaurs and a dangerous and powerful Siren, Jacob and Emilia must take a leap of faith to a land neither could have ever imagined . . . and hope they can then find their way home.

If you would like to win a free signed copy of The Tethering, you can enter the Goodreads giveaway!

Goodreads Book Giveaway

The Tethering by Megan O'Russell

The Tethering

by Megan O’Russell

Giveaway ends February 17, 2015.

See the giveaway details
at Goodreads.

Enter to win

Follow the link to enter, and don’t forget to add The Tethering and The Siren’s Realm to your “to read” list.

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Thank you again for your support!


Don’t Get on the Elevator January 28, 2015

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I love a scary ride as much as the next person. Scary roller coasters, plunging from great heights, I’m there. But it wasn’t always like that.

When I was little, I was terrified of going upside down on a roller coaster. I was fairly convinced I would fall out and die. My parents never pushed me to ride anything that scared me. They let time and peer pressure do the work. And for that, I am very grateful.

A year or two ago, I saw a mother who was not willing to let time build that courage. (more…)


A Brave Move January 21, 2015

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When I was about thirteen, I was bored. As bored as any homeschooled kid from the country could be. I hated sports with a fiery passion, and there were only so many dance classes my mother could fit me in. So she went searching for things to keep me busy and found an audition notice for a murder mystery dinner theatre company.

It said to bring a monologue, but, being thirteen, I didn’t have one prepared. And since the audition was the next day, my mother didn’t have time to haul me to the library to sort through plays to try and find one as we were forced to do in the days before you could Google anything.

I did have a book of Shell Silverstein poetry in my room, so I chose a poem and memorized it. Yep. It’s the truth. I did. I went into the Guild Room, which was draped in crimson tapestries, and did a dramatic enactment of a Shell Silverstein poem. And by George, I booked the gig.

When the director called my mother to offer me the role, he didn’t say how talented I was or how pretty. He said he had never seen someone so brave in an audition.

So maybe in the end it’s not about being the best. Maybe it’s about wanting the job enough to do whatever it takes, even if that means a little humiliation and a lot of moxie.


A Matter of Terms January 19, 2015

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When I was working at the Astors Beechwood Mansion doing living history tours, we had a lively, retired naval officer who sold tickets at the door. He was a lovely man. He shared his coffee. Brought donuts. And might have been a little bit racist. (more…)


New Choices January 17, 2015

What do you do when making important life choices? I mean, you could talk about it with a life coach, go on a long meaningful walk through the desert, or if you’re like me, you could chop off all your hair.


I’ve always had long hair. Not that you can usually see it since it’s nearly always under a wig for shows.


And I’ve always been afraid to cut off all my hair. I was afraid I wouldn’t know what to do with it.  I was afraid I would look like a man. I was afraid I would look like a mushroom. But I did it anyway.

I now have no hair. Nearly none at all. It’s short.


I still don’t know how I feel about it.  I freak out when I touch it.  But it’s time for some changes. And we shall begin with my hair.



Hanick January 14, 2015

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I have a fear of hunger. I know what you’re probably thinking: You’re a middle class American. Why would you ever worry about being hungry? And you have a very good point. There are people in this world and even in this country who have to worry about true starvation. I’m just worried about being hungry. I worry about being someplace looking at lovely warm food and knowing that I won’t be able to eat any of it.

I have food allergies. Not preferences, or fads. Real, true, gonna-wind-up-swollen food allergies. (more…)


The Signing of the Books January 10, 2015

I can’t spell. I went to an elementary school that taught holistic language. For more information on why a spelling bee is my version of Hell, please click here.

Normally, I can generally muddle through  with spell check and Google, and my editors are (I think) unaware of my inability to spell. But this week, the first shipment of The Tethering paperbacks arrived for me to sign. And not just scrawl Megan O’Russell and call it a day. That would be easy. I sign programs at the theatre all the time. For the books, they actually want me to write heartfelt inscriptions. With words and spelling. It ‘s going to be hard to convince people that I’m a legitimate author if the inscriptions are all wrong.

Needless to say, I freaked out and spent the entire day typing my heartfelt messages into a word document, letting autocorrect figure out how many “e”s are in awesome. In case you were wondering, I actually got that one right. I then carefully transcribed the inscriptions, and I think I actually got all the I’s and e’s in the right place.

Here’s hoping I didn’t make any horribly embarrassing mistakes.  And don’t tell my editors. What’s the point in having a non-authorly blog if you can’t confess your lack of spelling prowess.


My signing the first copy of The Tethering!




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