Katherine Frances's Blog, page 32
July 31, 2018
Should we still buy self published books from amazon?
I’ve gotten this question a lot since Our Bloody Pearl came out on Thursday, and here is the deal:
Avoiding buying self published books on amazon may just ruin the writing careers of self published authors.Amazon is one of the few places in which the algorithms are set up very nicely to present to readers new books they might actually enjoy. But they only do this if the books are being bought already.
Paying a company that huge a few more coins when it’s the only place that’s making it possible for self published writers to make a living wage is the least of your worries, while denying self publishers the ability to find new readers via book sales is potentially career ending.
Stop supporting amazon in other places.
Stop buying traditionally published bestsellers on amazon.
But keep buying self published books there because indie authors have no other viable options on where to find new masses of readers who will give then a few bucks to buy dinner and heat.We very much need to hurt amazon because, as I’ve been complaining to my friends for the past three weeks, it’s the devil.
But we can’t throw darts at its monstrous hide by launching them through the hearts of tiny flailing authors who literally cannot get out of the way without switching careers.(The fact that amazon and amazon owned companies are the only places where self publishing can become a viable career is a major problem but not one we can’t solve without either a lot of money, influence, or somehow hive-minding the majority of readers across the globe.)
July 30, 2018
sixpenceeeaesthetic:
Tired soul. Via S Baron.
More aesthetic...
Character Flaws - Tag Game
no one tagged me but this seems fun. Grabbed this from @ava-burton-writing
rules: bold the flaws that apply to your character
from my WIP found under #TIGER
I also decided to italicize the ones that are the biggest issues because why not. Tag anyone who wants to do it, feel free to tag me in your post and I’ll check out your character flaws!
absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly obedient | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | clingy | clumsy | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | flaky | frail | fraudulent | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | gullible | hedonistic | humorless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naive | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | tactless | temperamental | timid | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic
angelinyourpoem:
You fell in love with my flowers but not with my roots. So then when autumn came...
You fell in love with my flowers but not with my roots. So then when autumn came you didn’t know what to do.
sapphicauthor:
REASONS TO BECOME A WRITER:
it looks like fun
you have a story to tell
reading...
REASONS TO BECOME A WRITER:
it looks like fun
you have a story to tell
reading counts as work now
so does watching films
so does tumblr, it’s called promotion
what do you mean i actually have to write
Kim Shimmers and the Veil of Death
A Harry Potter fanfic by me (and the 4th instalment in the Kim Shimmers series)
How could we ever hope to flicker on against a
darkness so complete, against an evil so prevailing?
This Harry Potter fan fiction (as long as all goes according to plan) will be posted at the beginning of every week. The pictures above are not mine, though I edited some.This is the last chapter of book 4, Kim Shimmers and the Veil of Death. Book 5 (the last of the Kim Shimmers fanfic series) will pick up next week.
Chapter 14
The Grand Escape
The next morning Kim forced herself to go down to breakfast. She’d had a lousy night’s sleep, freckled with dreams of funerals and everyone she cared about slowly being picked off. She was feeling slightly better about her perpetual lie to Harry only because she was so distracted by her fear for what would happen do Dumbledore.
Strix was joining her for breakfast that morning by her own demands. Kim had tried to leave her behind but for some reason she had been extra insistent that morning that Kim allow her purchase on her shoulder.
“Hey guys,” Kim said without life as she sat down beside Hermione. Ron was on her other side and Harry across from them. No Ginny this time.
“Where were you last night? I thought you had homework,” Hermione said. Kim usually did her homework in the library, which was no doubt where Hermione had been the night before and hadn’t found her.
“Oh, I did it in the common room,” she said, trying to make it sound like it was an insignificant change in her behavior. Kim reached for a plate and looked over the options for breakfast. As she did so an odd hush passed over the Great Hall in a wave, starting with those closest to the entrance. Kim looked up to detect the cause of the disturbance as almost complete silence fell over the usually din filled hall.
Clacking down along the path beside the Gryffindor table were two men that Kim didn’t recognize in purple robes. She realized they were Department of Mysteries uniforms.
“Kim Shimmers?” said a tall man with a thick brown beard. “We need you to come with us.”
Kim frowned at them as she felt all the eyes of the Great Hall fall onto her.
“What’s going on?” Harry hissed at her from across the table, but she couldn’t answer. This had happened once before already, but that time she had expected it. This time… she had no idea what was going on.
“Now, please, Ms. Shimmers,” said the other man with dark skin and cropped, tightly curled hair.
“What is it? What’s going on?” she asked, turning toward them but not standing.
“All will be explained,” said the bearded one.
“But I have class, I can’t—”
“You need to come with us.”
“What if I don’t want to!” she retorted indignantly.
“I’m afraid you don’t have a choice,” said the black man, whose voice was ominously baritone.
“Don’t have…” Kim breathed looking at her friends in fear. “No, this can’t be right, talk to Dumbledore—”
“He has no jurisdiction in this matter. He’ll be informed. Now come with us,” the bearded man said with more edge. He placed his hand on Kim’s shoulder, making her recoil. He took this to mean she wasn’t going to come easily so he grabbed her under her armpit, the black man doing the same on her other side.
“Get off me!” she cried as Strix flapped off Kim’s shoulders and circled angrily overhead, crying agitatedly.
Together the men hoisted Kim up from the table and to her feet.
“Kim, what’s going on?” Harry bellowed, standing with his hands splayed on the table, Hermione shrieking words of concern and surprise over top of him. The Great Hall was starting to be noisy again, but not full of casual conversation, rather hushed voices and gasps of surprise.
“I don’t know. Let go of me! You can’t just take me wherever you like and not tell me why!”
“We’re taking you to the Department of Mysteries for questioning.”
“Questioning?”
“Kim!” Harry was still yelling from behind her.
“Questioning about what?” she demanded as they pushed her along down the aisle, still clutching her arms on either side. Neither of them answered her demands and all she could hear as she was carried from the Great Hall was Harry.
“Don’t worry! I’m going straight to Dumbledore, he’ll fix it!”
But Kim wasn’t so sure. It was starting to sink in what was happening. She was being taken for questioning, and not in an optional way. She was in some kind of trouble with the Department of Mysteries, which could only mean one thing. They knew she’d lied, kept things purposefully from them… Her heart thundered painfully in her chest as they stood her before a fireplace in an adjacent classroom.
Prompt #401
“Just let go!”
“You know I can’t.”
July 29, 2018
sapphicauthor:
WHY WRITERS ARE CREEPY:
stare a lot while daydreaming
know a weird amount about...
WHY WRITERS ARE CREEPY:
stare a lot while daydreaming
know a weird amount about murder
like to talk about death
turn into a ravenous beast when chocolate is mentioned
moan and rattle their chains when they have writer’s block
kingofsmyheart:i wish y'all like talked to me…………. sent me asks………… told me about your days ………. its...
i wish y'all like talked to me…………. sent me asks………… told me about your days ………. its hard to be a hilarious and relatable icon with no one to chat w
