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Interviews, Reviews and Guest Posting

Would you like me to review something ( I mostly do media or books ) or interview you along or separately?

Also, of you are looking to do a guest post or have someone guest post on your blog you can also contact me.

Email me at keturahskorner(at)gmail(dot)com and I will consider doing a blogpost for you:)


Author Interview with Amanda Tero

Water Princess, Fire Prince

Author Interview with Noah Barfield 

Where Dandelions Grow {Book Review/ Author Interview} and Giveaway!


Red Butterfly [book review]

What Thou Needst

The Lost Girl of Astor Street 

Faith is the Victory 

Sheep to Shawl

Kate's Innocence

Spinner of Secrets 

Daredevil (How Bad Can I Be): Thoughts From Movies

How Bad Can I Be?: Lyrics That Make You Go "Wow!"

Brothers-In-Arms {Jack Lewis Baillot}

Heirs Of Tirragyl {Tour, Review, and Giveaway}

BIG HERO 6: You Can't Just Smile the Grief Away

Is It Wise For You To Read This Unfortunate Series?

Keturah by Lisa T. Bergren

Blog link-ups:

Paper Crowns

Lost Girl of Astor Street

Lady Dragon, Tela Du

Song of the Sword  

Rebelling Against Conforming / #RebelliousWritingMovement /

Behind the Scenes of Burning Rose

Me Elsewhere:

Bozeman Magazine: Hutterites: Nine Who Left

Godly Girls For God: Lena's Story

Godly Girls For God: UnChosen Girl 


With A Joyful Noise: Interview

Fellowship and Fairydust: Misery Loves Company: A Review of “A Series of Unfortunate Events”

#ThursThreads: Flash Fiction

Rebellious Writing: Encourage. Edify. Entertain.

Kara Swanson's Blog: Controlled Creativity 

#ThursThreads: Flash Fiction Winner

Fellowship and Fairydust: Digory Kirke's Love

Annie Louise Twitchell: My Cleaning Girl

Ink & FairyDust: Not Less

H. L. Burke's blog: Random Interview With Keturah Lamb

Godly Girls For God: Interview With Keturah Lamb

Saver of Memories: Fairy Tale Riot Blog Tour

Sunshine And Joy: If I'd Had Known, I'd Have Smiled More


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