This company is finally on Itunes Podcasting. You can find the channel by clicking this link. Arielle Screenplay Production Pod Cast
I'm looking for investors and musicians that have not been aired, to air their music for free. The type of music I'm looking for is Frank Sinatra, Bing Crosby, and such music score. This is the 20's-60's music.
I'm also looking for podcast shows you might be interested in listing for credit, and sponsors of a contest to find the next best radio show for this podcast station.
Right now in the works is Private Investigator. An Investor is interested, but nothing has been signed or money has been given.
I plan on having free entertainment on podcasting on itunes, with advertisments and products listed in the beginning and end of each program. Pictures and images for each broadcast will display artists work, where they can find the work to purchase it, and if you have music listed on itunes but no one is downloading, maybe a podcast for a preview before buying might be an option.
Feel free to send me your MP3 CD's, so I can convert the file. The cost is 100.00 per podcast.
Drop by a note of hello sometime. I might list some of my videos on youtube on Itunes. So sign up, and you might even get the whole Desiree and Egypt book on recording.
Showing posts with label Arielle's Books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Arielle's Books. Show all posts
Friday, February 6, 2009
Monday, September 29, 2008
Desiree's Revenge and Choice
Chapter 4
Desiree sat in her tent looking at Ada. Her head was in her hands, and she was crying. Ada had stopped breathing, it was now two more months. She was still in Alexandria, and surprising she didn’t stop the grain from leaving for Rome. She just didn’t allow slavery. Her army was training for a different mission, and she couldn’t move till she finished. Desiree put her hand on her friend, and started crying so hard. She had very few friends, and this is what Festus did to her.
“Desiree…” She jumped as a hand was placed on her shoulder. She stiffened, cause she hated being caught crying. She never cried before, but she sat up and looked. It was Titus. He brought someone with him, and the person he had she did not recognize. She was wearing a tunic, and pants and boots. Her tiger didn’t move from her position. Ada still had burnt marks, her flesh was torn from the flogging, and holes from the start of a crusifiction. She had tried to save her life, but it proved unsuccessful.
“You are a very young leader…” The man Titus had with him was an old man in purple trim, fur, and he looked ready to keel over.
“Please, sit down.” She stood knowing she did not discount what he just said. She took her chair, and moved it for him to seat. She then realized Remus was not there. She turned to Titus suddenly, and gestured for him to sit too.
“Where’s Remus?”
“I killed him.” It was the old man. Desiree flipped out and stood. Titus stood between them.
“Wait Desiree, hear what he has to say.”
“Why should I? I let Rome have their food, I let them leave and come without problems, and you kill my messenger. I should cut you both down.” She did not grab her sword for her hand ached.
Desiree sat in her tent looking at Ada. Her head was in her hands, and she was crying. Ada had stopped breathing, it was now two more months. She was still in Alexandria, and surprising she didn’t stop the grain from leaving for Rome. She just didn’t allow slavery. Her army was training for a different mission, and she couldn’t move till she finished. Desiree put her hand on her friend, and started crying so hard. She had very few friends, and this is what Festus did to her.
“Desiree…” She jumped as a hand was placed on her shoulder. She stiffened, cause she hated being caught crying. She never cried before, but she sat up and looked. It was Titus. He brought someone with him, and the person he had she did not recognize. She was wearing a tunic, and pants and boots. Her tiger didn’t move from her position. Ada still had burnt marks, her flesh was torn from the flogging, and holes from the start of a crusifiction. She had tried to save her life, but it proved unsuccessful.
“You are a very young leader…” The man Titus had with him was an old man in purple trim, fur, and he looked ready to keel over.
“Please, sit down.” She stood knowing she did not discount what he just said. She took her chair, and moved it for him to seat. She then realized Remus was not there. She turned to Titus suddenly, and gestured for him to sit too.
“Where’s Remus?”
“I killed him.” It was the old man. Desiree flipped out and stood. Titus stood between them.
“Wait Desiree, hear what he has to say.”
“Why should I? I let Rome have their food, I let them leave and come without problems, and you kill my messenger. I should cut you both down.” She did not grab her sword for her hand ached.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
After the Dark, Desiree’s Choice
In Rome
Chapter 1
Marcus was storming mad, and he wanted to know what happened to the stability of the Roman people, and the interruption that took place while he was busy writing his philosophy down. He raised the ransom price on this girl’s head to three thousand gold coins. She is worse then Spartacus, and she will get her head chopped off to disrespect whatever ill harm she has done to his image of a perfectly run government. He had no time for this effort of hers.
“Sir?” He was pacing in his office. It was Commodious.
“Yes Commodious?”
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Check my Fiction Site for the most Up to date of posting for the rough draft before you can buy it. Right now there is the prelude up. This is a brief showing of chapter 1. Feel free to comment.
Chapter 1
Marcus was storming mad, and he wanted to know what happened to the stability of the Roman people, and the interruption that took place while he was busy writing his philosophy down. He raised the ransom price on this girl’s head to three thousand gold coins. She is worse then Spartacus, and she will get her head chopped off to disrespect whatever ill harm she has done to his image of a perfectly run government. He had no time for this effort of hers.
“Sir?” He was pacing in his office. It was Commodious.
“Yes Commodious?”
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Check my Fiction Site for the most Up to date of posting for the rough draft before you can buy it. Right now there is the prelude up. This is a brief showing of chapter 1. Feel free to comment.
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