title: Igniting Your Writing II : 24 Intermediate Sessions and 24 Advanced Sessions
author:  Sandy Larsen 
description: Igniting Your Writing II is a perfect follow-on to Igniting Your Writing, or it can stand alone as a series of exercises for the intermediate or advanced writer. I must confess I've done a few of the exercises myself, and plan to bring the book to my writers' group meeting. No advance preparation is needed on the part of teacher or student. The author is economical, sometimes building on writing skills and revisiting intermediate assignments in the advanced lessons. This is no dull academic textbook. The writing is lively, from the examples presented to the assignments. Igniting Your Writing and Igniting Your Writing II form the bulk of our writing curriculum for our older writers, this year, though the younger ones are often to be seen looking up from their copywork with a wistful expression as an older sibling reads something aloud and laughs. I've even heard a young one say she can't wait to get into the book. Now that's music to my ears! --Virginia Jones, Eclectic Homeschool Online
zlib_text: **TRUST**  
   _in me_
  
   **A NOVELLA**
  
   **Jennifer L. Armentrout**
  
  WRITING AS J. LYNN
  
  ![](Images/image00185.jpeg)
  
  Dedication
  
   _This is for all the fans of Cam and his cookies, who wanted more of our egg-
  boiling lover boy. Enjoy._
  
  Contents
  
  _Dedication_
  
  One
  
  Two
  
  Three
  
  Four
  
  Five
  
  Six
  
  Seven
  
  Eight
  
  Nine
  
  Ten
  
  Eleven
  
  Twelve
  
  Thirteen
  
  Fourteen
  
  Fifteen
  
  Sixteen
  
  Seventeen
  
  Eighteen
  
  Nineteen
  
  Twenty
  
  Twenty-One
  
  Twenty-Two
  
  Twenty-Three
  
  Twenty-Four
  
  Twenty-Five
  
  Twenty-Six
  
  Twenty-Seven
  
  Twenty-Eight
  
  Twenty-Nine
  
  An Excerpt from _Be With Me_
  
  One
  
   _About the Author_
  
   _By J. Lynn_
  
   _Copyright_
  
   _About the Publisher_
  
  One
  
  Jase Winstead was a cruel motherfucker.
  
  Going to Ass-tronomy 101 was the last thing I wanted to be doing at nine in
  the damn morning, especially since all the class did was remind me of the
  first time I entered Professor Drage’s class and why I’d made a hasty,
  unplanned exit my freshman year. And I really didn’t need Jase’s taunting text
  messages about wh