Andy C Wareing's Blog, page 5
July 28, 2021
Amazing resources for writers
When I started out writing and self-publishing I really struggled to understand where successful writers were getting there information from.
Then slowly, bit by bit I stumbled across forums and websites that provided guidance and sometimes even free services to rookies and pros alike. I thought it would be nice to try and share some of these back to folks. Many of the sites listed are useful for everybody, not just us writing luvvie types btw.
Free images for book covers, promotions etc:
https://unsplash.com/https://www.pexels.com/Free 3D Book images for advertising:
http://diybookcovers.com/3Dmockups/#Free HTML Formatting Generator for writing blurbs etc on KDP:
https://kindlepreneur.com/amazon-book-description-generator/#Free site that mines your published book and returns all the categories it is listed under on Amazon (tip: Amazon shows you can list up to only two. There are actually eight but you have to contact KDP directly). The site also has the ability to generate a Universal Book Link:
https://kindlepreneur.com/amazon-book-description-generator/#And finally, at least for the moment, I urge you to join this Facebook Group. It is called 20BooksTo50K. It has an amazing support group and mountains of guidance and tips, as well as a super responsive and helpful team of members.
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July 23, 2021
While my Guitar Gently Wept
Some dear friends bought me a guitar today as a leaving present.
I say they bought it me today, but in reality, today was merely the day I took receipt of her.
She had enjoyed a journey of over twenty thousand miles over a period of twelve months for us to be finally united in musical disharmony. As a humble acoustic guitar she may be the most well-travelled instrument outside the entourage of a world famous internationally touring rock band. On her journey, she has obtained Diamond Platinum status on British Airways, Delta and Virgin, and accrued more air miles than most of us who travel a lifetime.
She began her journey in Maryland USA, where she was purchased and tastefully customized with a silver rose inlay on her delicate lower frets. She was sent with love and letters to a remote villa in Altea Spain, but her seductive curves attracted the sharp, but predominantly heterosexual (and almost definitely pervy) attention of the customs officers in Madrid. She sat there for a long time, imprisoned, as we in the villa were planning our Covid inspired escape to England. Sadly, when she was finally released and delivered we had already left.
In her ever deteriorating packaging she took a long detour back to MD; weary mail hub by weary mail hub she was rudely handled and sorted and stamped and scanned. She rattled along in the backs of vans and jostled in packed crates in the airless and frosty holds of 747’s until she turned up unexpectedly on the doorstep of the original sender, who stood on his doorstep, reading all of the airline and customs stamps with his head tilted, scratching his beard and straightening his pork pie hat with an odd and quizzical expression.
Off she went again, this time with confident certainty to arrive at her intended destination, Somerset, England. Back in the cradle of the 747 she streaked across the Atlantic. She quickly cleared customs in Heathrow, where the customs officers were immune to her sexy tonal roundness in the way only the British can be. The British Mail van that sought to deliver her turned the corner onto West Street just as we pulled out of the driveway of the cottage and headed in a cab back towards where she had originated, Heathrow.
Undelivered once more, her packaging ripped and rent, and cheekily revealing more than a bridge too far, back she went to Heathrow. At some point I like to think that me and my beauty were within the same terminal, star crossed lovers, separated by mere feet from a romance to challenge the ages. We may have been on the same 747 that blistered the skies back towards America. But I was destined for Atlanta and you were returned to an ever increasingly startled bearded man in MD.
With an indefatigable spirit not seen since WWII, his pork pie was once again straightened and back to the UPS office he strode with steps never more resolute. This time to mail the seductive curves of the twangy (yes, twangy, the guitar has an amazing tone, but I am not the maestro you believe me to be from my profile picture) goddess to an address in the USA.
And that’s where I finally found my leaving present, twelve months after the start of our combined journeys, from the USA to England, across Europe to Spain, back to England and finally a return to the USA. This beautiful, huggable beauty was waiting for me in my garage this morning. Sent by incredible lifelong friends who would not cease in their efforts to unite us. The most travelled and seductive guitar in the world (and her incredible airline status gets me access to first class travel whenever I am with her 
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