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November 26, 2010
cyber monday is coming
What shall I do to celebrate? I have books. THey're kindle format. They need readers.
hmmm.
hmmm.
November 24, 2010
Anamoly Launch party was da bomb
402 people joined the party on Sunday and I had a lot of fun giving away some copies of my books and some excerpts of Anamoly. I hope those who grabbed it up will let me know if they enjoyed it.
there's still a few freebies left at the table. go on. pick a couple up
http://www.facebook.com/#!/event.php?...
there's still a few freebies left at the table. go on. pick a couple up
http://www.facebook.com/#!/event.php?...
October 27, 2010
I've favorited JA Konrath's blog
I love this blog. It's funny and informative. OK, so he's a writer, and his blog is about indie publishing, but he's worth reading because he spills the beans.
peek it!
http://jakonrath.blogspot.com/
peek it!
http://jakonrath.blogspot.com/
October 25, 2010
Finished the beta cover for Anamoly
Yesterday I completed the first version of Anamoly's cover. I hope to create 3 more and offer a poll of which one readers like best. stay tuned.
October 23, 2010
A good good day
Yesterday, I noticed some kind person had left One Insular Tahiti a review on Amazon. Huzzah! 5 stars, no less. very kind words, and a bit of critique. Gotta love critique; it means the person actually paid attention, and really did read it.
And...
I sold two more books!
Ok, so I'm not Margaret Atwood, but it sure feels nice to be appreciated.
I'm working on cover art today for Anamoly. If you've read an excerpt, feel free to chime in on what visual ideas you think should be incorporated.
And...
I sold two more books!
Ok, so I'm not Margaret Atwood, but it sure feels nice to be appreciated.
I'm working on cover art today for Anamoly. If you've read an excerpt, feel free to chime in on what visual ideas you think should be incorporated.
October 22, 2010
Double Down: the Thea giveaway
I decided that I'd give away a comp Kindle copy of Secret Language of Crows to anyone who purchased One Insular Tahiti during November.
If you fit the bill, just email theaexcerpts@gmail.com with a copy of your OIT receipt and I'll send you a free download link.
Happy reading!
If you fit the bill, just email theaexcerpts@gmail.com with a copy of your OIT receipt and I'll send you a free download link.
Happy reading!
October 21, 2010
Anamoly Excerpt 1: Chapter 1
Sometimes I think about angels, and I’m not talking about those man-made, Plaster of Paris knockoffs either. You know those kind, surely: chubby little bastards blowing kisses from dainty palms, their equally chubby little wings spread wide as a hooker’s legs, a vapid smile curving their mouths. Nope. I don’t think about those kind too much. Too many of them around my parents’ house, you see; so many that I tell people they’re what drove me to the evils of the big city four years ago.
What I do think about are the real ones: the seraphim, the guardian angels, the archangels. Those who fell from Heaven when they followed that most beautiful creature of all as well as those who remained behind, stuck in paradise because they couldn’t manage out-of-the box thinking. Those ones who, all, have smooth expanses of desert where there should be moist oases of genitals. Those beings created for servitude to the glory of God. Ah, no use for genitalia to do what they do; no, indeedy not. And as you know, genitalia is a very big part of life. It rules us by its very nature of flesh and folds.
Still, do angels think about what their existence would be like with genitals: with a clitoris to raise shudders on nerve endings from sole to soul or a sensitive tip to plunge into secret areas and buckle a sac deep into its surrounding body? Or are angels, like only children free from sibling rivalry, simply unable to imagine what they’ve never experienced?
It makes me wonder if God in one of his exploratory moods granted Lucifer one of these accoutrements—or both, even—as an experiment, and ended up giving the creature an understanding of joining that the rest could never imagine.
Is that why they threw theology’s greatest hissy fit?
It might reassure you to know that I do think of other things. I’m just like you; like most folks. I think about the economy and world peace. There’s also the fact that a half-breed is the newest American President, happier to identify with his African side than his Caucasian for now because it ushers in ‘a new era.’ Not that I’m against all that. I think it’s long overdue that a man of African descent could be President. An African American woman? Getting there. Better yet, what about a bi-racial, bisexual, cross dresser for president. We’d be making real strides as humanity there, now wouldn’t we?
It matters to me, you see, that you understand just how like you I am. That I’m really a regular everyday kind of Joe. Or Josephine. Like you I worry about money, about work, about family. See? All very normal for a middle class heterosexual person.
Well, there is the tiny, very tiny, issue of what gender I am, but that’s no big deal. Not really. Not when you remember how much crap is out there in the world to deal with.
What I do think about are the real ones: the seraphim, the guardian angels, the archangels. Those who fell from Heaven when they followed that most beautiful creature of all as well as those who remained behind, stuck in paradise because they couldn’t manage out-of-the box thinking. Those ones who, all, have smooth expanses of desert where there should be moist oases of genitals. Those beings created for servitude to the glory of God. Ah, no use for genitalia to do what they do; no, indeedy not. And as you know, genitalia is a very big part of life. It rules us by its very nature of flesh and folds.
Still, do angels think about what their existence would be like with genitals: with a clitoris to raise shudders on nerve endings from sole to soul or a sensitive tip to plunge into secret areas and buckle a sac deep into its surrounding body? Or are angels, like only children free from sibling rivalry, simply unable to imagine what they’ve never experienced?
It makes me wonder if God in one of his exploratory moods granted Lucifer one of these accoutrements—or both, even—as an experiment, and ended up giving the creature an understanding of joining that the rest could never imagine.
Is that why they threw theology’s greatest hissy fit?
It might reassure you to know that I do think of other things. I’m just like you; like most folks. I think about the economy and world peace. There’s also the fact that a half-breed is the newest American President, happier to identify with his African side than his Caucasian for now because it ushers in ‘a new era.’ Not that I’m against all that. I think it’s long overdue that a man of African descent could be President. An African American woman? Getting there. Better yet, what about a bi-racial, bisexual, cross dresser for president. We’d be making real strides as humanity there, now wouldn’t we?
It matters to me, you see, that you understand just how like you I am. That I’m really a regular everyday kind of Joe. Or Josephine. Like you I worry about money, about work, about family. See? All very normal for a middle class heterosexual person.
Well, there is the tiny, very tiny, issue of what gender I am, but that’s no big deal. Not really. Not when you remember how much crap is out there in the world to deal with.
October 19, 2010
Anamoly soon to be released
I'm currently in the editing phase of "Anamoly" but what I can tell you is it's a litfic tale of gender, bias, and self acceptance.
I'll post a blurb tomorrow of the opening to see what y'all think, but I like the main character, J, despite his many foibles and issues. I'd hang out with J.
I'll post a blurb tomorrow of the opening to see what y'all think, but I like the main character, J, despite his many foibles and issues. I'd hang out with J.
October 18, 2010
A sale a sale, my kingdom for a sale
Well, not really. But most days it's how I feel. Except today, i log on to Amazon to discover someone purchased one of my books. Yay and Huzzah!
Doesn't take all that much to make me happy. I'm a simple Canuck gal after all.
Doesn't take all that much to make me happy. I'm a simple Canuck gal after all.
ugh. I'm a ninny
I've just found this spot and I'm already swimming in a pool way over my head.
Too much info. Too many things to read.
I'm loving it. I'm getting nothing done!
way to help my procrastination issues.
Too much info. Too many things to read.
I'm loving it. I'm getting nothing done!
way to help my procrastination issues.
