Jack Lewis Baillot's Blog, page 53

September 25, 2013

"That's like what he said to you...only he fired you."

 Wherein Jack remembered

 "But when I look at you, I remember. I don't want that to go away, I don't want to forget." (Come on, you didn't really think I'd give up a perfect chance to quote Finding Nemo again, did you?)
 As you all know, I am working on redoing everything around here. New backgrounds, new dominion name - not that I have an old one - and new anything else I feel like making new. "New teeth, that's weird." One of the things I want to redo is the introduction page (the home page.) I've been trying to think of something new and fun, so it won't be boring and the same as all the other home pages out there.
 What I would like to do is set it up in kind of an interview form. Where all of you will have the chance to ask me any question you like and I will answer it - either right it out or do a video of it. So you can send the questions in in either form. When it is all done I will put it onto the home page, so when new readers come around they will have some idea of what this site is all about. (Theoretically)

 What do all of you think? (Not that you have a choice. I'm an Evil Overlord and I'm ordering you into it. *Peers menacingly over glasses*) But, if it does sound fun you can send all of your questions to my email or post them in the comments below. I will keep  it going for about a week so you will have a chance to ask any you can think of. And they can be about anything. Me, my books, what I had for breakfast - you know, just in case you were DYING to know that - questions about my pet hedgehog...

 And now I have to go because, it being John's birthday, he wants to do something fun today. Below is a....contest...I'm doing for the fun of it. If you'd like to join in just go to the post below, all of the instructions are there.

 Quote is from The Emperor's New Grove.

 Allons-y!
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Published on September 25, 2013 05:48

September 23, 2013

"Look at these carvings! It must have taken them 200 years to make this!" *BOOM!* "Look, I made a bomb, and it took me, what, two minutes?"

 Wherein Jack tries to remember something important.

 I have short term memory loss. It runs in my family. At least I think it does. Where are they....hey, have we met?

 Okay, so I'm not that bad, but I have forgotten something important...I'll probably remember it tonight when I'm falling asleep then not feel like waking up to write it down. But when I do remember it I will tell you all about it since it involves you. (Scared yet?)

 I should have Abolished's first edit done today. I am putting it off because as much as I love cackling over my evil cliff hanger it still makes me sulk. I've been putting it off all weekend, but if I don't get it started the book will never be published and I think a couple of readers will come and hunt me down, and I don't really want to be hunted right now. Unless you bring oreos.

 I forgot how much I hate the first stages of editing. It is during this time I learn how often I use terms like, "He nodded." "He looked." "He felt." Until I want to stab my own book. I always dig out a thesaurus and find replacement words, but it is still annoying. I pity my editors, and admire them for making it through without throwing it out the window.
 That is why I am holding a....contest. I don't think it is a contest, but we will call it one and quibble about names at a later date. "Right now just buy it, and love it, and mass produce it!"

 While writing the Haphazard books I gathered a lot of inspiration from Josh Groban's songs. (Shocking, I know.) Below I am going to post all of the songs I listened to the most, the ones which remind me of characters from the books. Between now and Friday, everyone who has read the books can guess as to which song belongs to which characters, and the winner...well, might get something other than cookies. How about a sneak peak into book two, or book three if one of my beta readers guesses? Does that sound like a good prize? (I'll send cookies too.)
 We could do it up to Wednesday, but Wednesday is John's birthday and we are trying to plan something special for that.

 Anyways, there are no rules, except I will ask that all who know book one's biggest secret, if you could still please keep it? (Not that anyone has let anything slip so far, you've all been fantastic. I love how creative you all get in keeping it.) (And yes, the secret someone does have a song.)

 So, shall we begin?

Song One
Song Two

Song Three

Song Four

Song Five

Song Six, not a Josh Groban one, really shocking

Song Seven

Song Eight

 So, time to start guessing!!

 Quote is from Quest for Atlantis.

 Allons-y!

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Published on September 23, 2013 18:05

September 21, 2013

"My name is Indigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die."

 I've been trying to figure out how to write this for about a week or more, everything has become a blur since I began school. Someone remind me why I signed up in the first place? I'm not sure if I can put it into words because I am still in shock over it. But, I am going to attempt it. (Didn't that sound like a grand opening?)

 The other day a fellow called me from the site I bought my dominion name from. He wanted to make sure it was working for me and see if I had any questions. When he asked me what I was planning on using it for I calmly told him it was for my books, to help promote them. That got him curious and he asked a little more. I told him I was an author.
 It wasn't until after I had gotten off the phone and thought back on the conversation that it sank in what I had said. Without any hesitation, I had been able to declare, out loud to someone, that I am an author.

 Sure, I've written more than 20 books, I've published two, I have people reading them, but I've still not been able to think of myself as a real author. I felt like something was missing, probably because I don't think I'm that good of an author. I know I still make mistakes, my plots aren't new and exciting - if anything they are re-used plots. I don't think there is one plot I have that I've come up with on my own. (Usually I get ideas from reading books and watching movies.)

 So, to be able to tell someone I am an author, without any hesitation, is kind of a big deal for me. For the rest of that day I tried to figure out what had lead me to saying it. What had changed that enabled me to tell a complete stranger something like that?

 I've not done anything spectacular in the last few days to bring it on. I'm still the quiet girl from a little town not too many people care about. I go to work, to school, and come home to lock myself in my room and edit and do homework. I don't even have any friends in town I can call up and ask if they'd like to go for a walk with me.
 When I was younger I thought authors had to be so famous they couldn't go out onto the streets without mobs of people surrounding them and asking for spoilers. I don't think anyone even notices me when I leave work, let alone pay any attention to me when I walk through town. I'm not getting mobbed. I'm not getting a zillion comments on my blog a day with adoring fans talking to each other and trying to guess what is going to happen next in my books.

 Very often I feel like Donna, "I'm no one special." And Peter from Narnia. "I'm from Fenchley!"
 I'm just me. I'm the Geek who quotes movies at random times. I'm probably the only one at work who watches more British TV shows than American, and who prefers old Classic shows to a lot of the popular ones out now. I'm likely the only one at school who watches My Little Pony, Friendship is Magic. (And yes, I totally just admitted to that.)
 I'm so nervous around people that whenever they talk to me I have a panic attack because I don't know what to say back. (This gets interesting at work sometimes, I stammer a lot.) I'm the one who is never seen without a book. The school nerd who is always studying.
 Me, an author? No, surely not.

 But, why was I able to call myself an author then, when he asked what I was doing?

 I've finally figured it out. It is all of you. Every one of you who reads my blog. Who comments. Who bombards me with emails. Who "ships" my characters. Who reads my books. All of my beta readers who have taken the time to pick my book apart and has helped me find what needs change while taking the time to tell me what they love about it.
 Without all of you, I wouldn't be an author. I would still be scribbling book scraps in file documents which would never see the light of day. All of you are the reason I've been in my room editing for the last month, missing out on the social life I don't have while listening to the My Little Pony soundtrack. (And yes, I admitted to that one too.) (And no, I am not complaining about my lack of social life or the editing.)

 And, to top it all off, I don't think there is a better bunch of readers in the world. All of you are fantastic and I'm pleased to be able to be your author.

 So, I wanted to take a moment to thank all of you. Without you I wouldn't be able to declare myself an author. Thank you for reading my books. For reviewing them. For reading my blog. For putting up with my quirkiness and enduring my random, oddness. Thank you for your comments and emails and for being my readers.

 You all deserve cookies. Which I shall shower upon you because you're all brilliant.

 *Now that Jack has spread some sap she is going to vanish to watch something on the creepy side because she has run out of sap.*

 Quote is from The Princess Bride because one cannot go far in life without shouting that out in their best attempt at a Spanish accent.

 Allons-y! 
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Published on September 21, 2013 20:10

September 17, 2013

"You steal my clothes."

 Wherein Jack learns she doesn't get a ship.

 I've been getting emails lately. This isn't unusual, I am always getting emails. But these emails have been different. And they've all, more or less, have the same word in them.
 Ship.
 I was pleased when I first read about ships. I could do with a ship. "Triple masted. Double decks. Fifty guns. Oh isn't she a beauty?" 
 Imagine the things I could do with my own ship. I could sail the Caribbean and rob Spanish ships of their spices and gold. I could climb the mast and rat lines and feel the salt wind in my hair. I could eat a raw onion a day and never again have to worry about people trying to strike up conversations with me. The possibilities are limitless.  Actually, knowing me, I'd probably spend most of my time sailing around, fighting Jack Sparrow for peanuts and trying to join in his magnificent garden party.
 I was sad to discover I won't be getting a ship. No sailing, no fighting Red Rackham, no treasure hunting.
 No, this kind of ship doesn't sail. It doesn't do anything sea related. But it does make me feel like a real author.
 I have made it to all new levels. Readers are shipping my characters. Every time something even slightly romantic happens in the books I get squealy emails saying how sweet the characters are.
 I never really intend to write romantic books, but every now and then things sneak through. (I meet romantic boy characters. It used to annoy me, now I just leave them alone to do whatever they like. After all, they always did it before with or without my permission.)
 So, while I am not getting a new ship, I have to admit I have been enjoying the flood of emails. (And no, I am not going to tell you which characters are being shipped. You shall have to read it yourself. {I'm not telling because it would ruin part of the book.})
 I am sure this post makes no sense. But, those who were around during my last edits should be used to that by now. Editing and brilliant posts don't mix.
 I'm just suffering mixed emotions about my ships I had to ramble about it.
 Quote is from Sherlock. And hopefully soon I can get back to the world building posts.
 Allons-y!
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Published on September 17, 2013 21:51

September 16, 2013

"I'm going to call him squishy, and he shall be mine, and he shall be my squishy."

 I'm posting today because I have great news! I am taking part in a...I'm not really sure what it is. It has a name but I can't think of it right now.
 Anyways, it is in honour of Alex Cavanaugh's newest book! I reviewed his first book, CassaStar, the one that made me cry. It was the first in a trilogy, of which CassaStorm is the last book. (I haven't read book two yet, but book one is one of my favourites. If you haven't read it yet you should do so!) And now, Mr. Cananaugh and his book!
 Alex J. Cavanaughhttp://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com/Comment on Alex’s blog this week for a chance to win a Cassa mug, mousepad, magnet, and swag!
If you lived in space would you be an explorer, a pilot, or a soldier?
Probably none of them! I’d be the geek who worked on the computer systems for the flagships. Or on a moon base or station. I wouldn’t fly off into battle, that’s for sure.



CassaStormBy Alex J Cavanaugh
From the Amazon Best Selling Series!
A storm gathers across the galaxy…
Commanding the Cassan base on Tgren, Byron thought he’d put the days of battle behind him. As a galaxy-wide war encroaches upon the desert planet, Byron’s ideal life is threatened and he’s caught between the Tgrens and the Cassans.
After enemy ships attack the desert planet, Byron discovers another battle within his own family. The declaration of war between all ten races triggers nightmares in his son, threatening to destroy the boy’s mind.
Meanwhile the ancient alien ship is transmitting a code that might signal the end of all life in the galaxy. And the mysterious probe that almost destroyed Tgren twenty years ago could return. As his world begins to crumble, Byron suspects a connection. The storm is about to break, and Byron is caught in the middle…
“…mesmerizing story of survival, personal sacrifice, tolerance, and compassion. It’s a rare jewel that successfully utilizes both character and plot to tell a story of such immense scope and intimate passion…” - Nancy S. Thompson, author of The Mistaken

"An exciting, nail-biting read which sweeps the reader off on adventures in another galaxy." 
- Nicua Shamira, Terraverum
$16.95 USA, 6x9 Trade paperback, 268 pages, Dancing Lemur Press, L.L.C.Science fiction/adventure and science fiction/space operaPrint ISBN 9781939844002 eBook ISBN 9781939844019$4.99 EBook available in all formats
Find CassaStorm:Barnes and Noble - http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1116848619?ean=9781939844002Amazon -http://www.amazon.com/CassaStorm-Alex-J-Cavanaugh/dp/1939844002/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1378484337&sr=1-1&keywords=cassastormAmazon Kindle - http://www.amazon.com/CassaStorm-ebook/dp/B00F2O9QMC/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1378811366&sr=1-1&keywords=cassastormGoodreads - http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17670532-cassastormBook trailer - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Umm2l0XdHc&feature=youtu.be
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Alex J. Cavanaugh -Website – http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com/Twitter – http://twitter.com/AlexJCavanaugh  Goodreads - http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4287922.Alex_J_Cavanaugh
 There is a trailer but I'm not smart enough to figure out how to get it on here. So click on THIS LINK to find it!!!*** Quote is from Finding Nemo. 
 Allons-y!
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Published on September 16, 2013 21:31

September 15, 2013

"Of course, we are your friends." "And maybe more." "More with her. Me and you, we just stay friends."

 Wherein Jack Has Been Editing
 I'm not even sure where to go with that. But, that pretty much sums up my life at the moment. (Add to it tearing up the house. I put all of my book files on a thumb drive, then took them off my computer in case it crashed, which has been a problem with past computers. I've had the thumb drive for more than a year, but last week I lost it. Imagine Jo after Amy burned her book.) Thankfully I have not lost everything. It could have been SO much worse, because the only book there was a risk loosing was The Broken Blade, but it was open on my computer at the time so I didn't loose anything. I did, however, loose the first nineteen chapters of edits I did on Abolished. I am continuing where I left off, trying not to think about the first chapters and how I will have to redo them. (I am also hoping to find it before I am done with the first round of edits.)
 In happier news, I was able to buy my dominion name. I am now trying to get it onto my blog, then I will begin work on the background and fixing up each of the books' pages. I am excited to begin that because I have some fun ideas I am hoping to get done. I still haven't settled any idea for my blog's background. I know which colours I want to use, I just don't know how to go about actually designing it.  (Actually, if anyone knows of any good program, easy to use, which helps with photo editing I would really love to know the name. I should probably mention I am looking for one that isn't 500 dollars. Just something I can use to crop one photo into another. Or, if anyone knows how to do this, would you be willing to give me step by step instructions?)
 I am hoping to have most of the new site up and running by the end of the month, then I can work on Abolished's cover in October and have almost everything done before NaNo. I want no distractions since I finally know which book I will be working on and want to get it written - the FINAL draft! 
 And that is all. I am tired and have no more to say. So, The End. 
 Quote is from Around the World in Eighty Days. 
 Allons-y!
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Published on September 15, 2013 22:02

September 12, 2013

"Stop putting holes in my ship!"

 Wherein Jack doesn't really care about your lonely soul.

 It is well known that most authors are not social creatures. Most live in upgraded caves with electrical lights which they don't use as often as they should. When they do use lights it is usually a dim lamp which is kept on late at night.  Authors are creatures of the night. They like to stay up till midnight or later. They don't eat very often, so they are pretty easy to take care of. When they get in bad moods or depressed the best thing to do is stand three feet away and throw chocolate at them, this is a scientifically proven method.  Even though authors are easy to take care of they do not make good pets. Mostly because you never see them. They don't like to leave their caves.
 If you EVER see an author at a party consider yourself lucky. This is a very rare occurrence. It is advised that, if you do see an author in public you should speak softly and keep a safe distance or you risk frightening them off.
 Many have risked their lives to find out why authors are like this. After much exploration and dangerous expeditions into author caves, an answer has been found.
 Authors, it is now known, spend all of their time making up friends. These friends, though unseen by anyone but the author, become best friends to this shy, unsociable creature. Very often, they are the authors only companion - unless said author has adopted a cat, which is more common than you might think.
 But, as I was saying, these unseen friends are very often the only people authors associate with. They become very close to them, creating a bond few understand. (Even our new studies have yet to explain this bond.) They best they have come to explaining it as that it is like the bond of a best loved sibling or spouse. 
 Yet, because of the delicate nature of these unseen friends, and the constant danger they are placed in, a lot of them die. It has been proven that these deaths are very hard on the authors. They are thrust into deep stages of grief which are, in many cases, impossible to pull out of. 
 Authors handle this grief differently. Most of them become even more anti social. They sometimes will go out to buy food, but when they do they hide under hoodies so that they do not have to look anyone in the eye. They run in, buy their chocolate and tea, and run back to their caves.
 However, in many cases, the grief leads to different forms of insanity. Each author is effected differently, but in the end, most are driven insane by their sorrow.
 Scientists were shocked to discover, in resent studies, that - blinded by their grief and unable to coop with their lonely lives - authors have taken on new means of consoling themselves. Their most radical ways? Passing on their sorrow, insanity, and anti-social ways to another cave-like creature called the reader.
 Unlike the author, the reader is often seen outside, sitting under trees, on park benches, or in restaurants. It is impossible to say what these readers look like as their faces are always hidden behind books. But, it is now common knowledge that readers are also a shy being which do not like to attend parties and are most happy with a book in their hands.
 Readers thrive on the creation of authors. It shapes their whole existence. On rare occasions readers gather together, like animals of the Savannah, at bookstores to gawk in amazement over their favourite author. (I don't think I need to tell you what a trail these events are on the elusive author.) These are really the only social events which readers attend.  Even though readers are easier to spot it is advised one avoid them as much as one avoids the author. A reader spooks easily and if startled out of a book can turn violent. It is best to remain quiet around a reader and not approach it at all.
 And now that I have explained these wonderful creatures, I shall move back to my point. 
 As I mentioned, readers are more inclined to be social than the author, but because of the new levels of insanity which authors have reached, they have determined to pass it on to their readers. Now, aided by their grief, they not only kill characters, they come up with new, heartbreaking ways in which to do it. The deeper they can inflict hurt on the reader the better.
 Why, you might be asking. Why bring so much misery to the authors one means of support? Well, that is simple. Authors are vengeful. They feel that, if they must suffer, so must the reader. They also wish to make the reader as shy and elusive as they themselves are. 
 And, as shocking as this news might be, it is even worse. Proven studies have shown that the authors are succeeding in their evil polys. All over the world, readers are falling to new levels of insanity. They are rarely seen now and when they are they are often found sitting in a puddle of their own tears.
 Now, I am sure some of you doubt me, but we have proof. All over the internet - the one last place readers and authors can be found - all sorts of insanity is cropping up.
 Examples.






THIS LINK









THIS LINK
 Readers are now so grief stricken they are making jokes while crying their eyes out. They just don't know how to handle it and are slowly being driven mad.
 They are also starting to speak in one word sentences, which shows how far their minds are slipping. They say things like, This. So much accurate. True Story. OTP. I can't. And so forth...(I have not been able to find all of them, but I am sure you will be able to recall some.)
 You might now be asking if authors have any evil scheme behind all of this, I mean other than the ones mentioned. To that I have an answer. 
 A colleague of mine has very strong reason to believe authors are planning on taking over the world. He says that the plan is to draw all of the readers out, then when they have amassed a large enough army they will rise up against business men and stuff them all into dungeons. (They already have a fairly large army with the Sherlock fandom alone.) Evidence for this is shown in the shocking rise of terrible cliff hangers and TV series which have been ending in death. 
 Examples are: Percy Jackson Merlin Sherlock Holmes Harry Potter Doctor Who Supernatural Les Miserables The Legend of Korah And the list is forever being added to.
 At this point in time it is believed there is no cure for this insanity and all one can do is sit back in their offices and declare, "Not my division."
 Written by your friendly neighborhood Spiderman in disguise. 
 Published through Paris Flash.
 (Quote is from Pirates of the Caribbean.)
 Allons-y!
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Published on September 12, 2013 21:23

September 11, 2013

"I know how to shoot." "Oh yes, I've seen. It is very American. Fire enough bullets and hope you hit the target."

 I would like to thank all of you for sending in your thoughts on websites and what you think of my blog and book covers! It helped me SO much! Right now I am still on the hunt for a good dominion name. (Actually, someone pointed out that it is spelled domain, but she thought I had mis-spelled it on purpose because of my evil over lord, world domination plans. And, if I do plan to rule the world, I do need a dominion, so I don't think I will correct my mistake.)
 I am having trouble figuring out how the actual designs will end up looking in the end, and working out how I want to have the final layout for each book page. Another friend sent me the link to a fellow author who pretty much did the same thing with her books as I've done with mine. I think I might draw some inspiration from her because I love how she did the layouts.
 If I do plan to re-do the book's pages, I think it is time I find a sword I can snap in two for The Broken Blades page. Using Aragorn's sword for the final design might be considered copyright, or thievery, or some fancy word I don't feel like thinking up right now. I have run into problems with finding a sword that I can break. One is that swords are my favourite weapon and I don't want to buy one just to snap it in two - we need a broken sword for the cover when I get closer to publishing. Also, the actual snapping has me a little worried. I don't think I have any friends who would willingly put their full weight on a sword to break it. If we don't find a safer means of accomplishing this, I have a feeling one of us is going to be rushed to the doctor with a jagged bit of metal sticking somewhere in their body. Not that it is any less dangerous than other things we have done during our lifetimes.
 But, enough of that. Today is Wednesday, world building day. Only I caught the flu and don't really feel like...thinking.
 Instead, I will just write things and see if something intelligible comes from it.
 I am still working on editing. It was going very well till I got to one character who comes to an untimely end. (I've warned before that someone dies, so now, if I haven't made it official I am. Someone dies.) While I was editing a scene with said character I realized that that one scene was the last time he would be with a certain someone he loved. (There, did I make that complex enough?) And then I spent the rest of the day sulking, because I didn't want to kill him in the first place.
 Actually, I haven't really stopped sulking about that scene. So many people die in these books, I think it is just because I told them all not to die and they had to do the opposite. Why listen to the author? It isn't as if authors know anything about story telling.
 I shouldn't complain. Their version of the book is better than the first draft I wrote without their help. But I don't care. They died on me. I plan to complain as long and loud as I please.

It is very cool and rainy here today. If I wasn't sick I would be outside, walking in the rain without my umbrella. I am hoping we get a lot of snow before November as it is SO much easier to do NaNo if there is snow outside.


 Yesterday this picture ruined what I thought was special Dalek bathrooms in England. I still haven't recovered from disappointment.
 I am nearing the end of series two of Merlin. It is very depressing because Morgana is turning....wait, I don't know if that might spoil the show for anyone. Forget I said anything and go watch it for yourself.
 I was going to do something productive today since I am not going out. I was trying to decide between homework and editing. I finally settled on watching mindless cartoons. (Well, some aren't TOO mindless. One series is a lot of fun.)
 And I think I will leave now and finish watching cartoons. Or maybe an animated movie...like Epic or Tintin or Rise of the Guardians...or all of the above.
 Quote is from The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. If you haven't seen it go and watch it, now.
 Allons-y!
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Published on September 11, 2013 09:26

September 8, 2013

"Relax guardianship laws." "Relax guardianship laws?" "Did I say that? Darn nero-toxins!"

 I'm sitting here, trying to think of something grand to write about. Something that will make you laugh, and cry, and dance - though probably not with each other. But really, I'm not sure I have anything at the moment. 
 I have been very busy lately trying to get editing done and work on things for my new website. I have found just about everything I need to get it up and running, it is just figuring out how it all works. Right now I am working on dominion names. (Thankfully there don't seem to be any other Jack Lewis Baillots out there with websites, stealing possible user names.) Once I buy one and make that part official I will be trying to come up with a more permit design. I feel like one of those house decorating people. Or fashion designers. "You will want something which screams, 'Here I am! LOOOOVE me!'" Okay, so he wasn't a fashion designer, but close enough.
 Also, with time drawing closer to Abolished's release date, I am nearing that last minute panic mode. (I know, it is still three months away. Which might seem a long while to those who are dying to get their hands on it - if anyone is even in that state. But on this end, that isn't a whole lot of time.) I'd like to do another trailer, like I did with book one. I don't think the trailer really helped with book sales, but it was a lot of fun to make. And if I did one I would get to revealed my evil cliff hanger a month or so early. I should say a month or week early, depending on when I was able to get it out. (I say evil cliff hanger because, to be honest, I tried to go out of my way to make it as evil as I possibly could. I was suffering from cliff hangers at the time I wrote it. Sherlock, Percy Jackson, and I think another. It was the closest means of revenge I could come up with.)
 I also REALLY need to begin work on the cover. (You know, kind of important.) I am hoping to come up with some kind of knock your boots off design, but I know next to nothing about it. I am commandeering as much help as possible right now. 
 And this is where I ask for all of your help. As readers - both of my books and blog - you all have become as much a part of all of this as I am. (Without readers I wouldn't be anywhere.) I'm not exactly well known right now, but obviously some of you are interested in what I write or you wouldn't keep coming back. *Grin* So, that is why I am curious to know what all of you think about this. 
 First, I have been wondering, if ever you search for my books or blog, or anything really, do you search under Miss Jack Lewis Baillot or Jack Lewis Baillot? I go by both, but I don't know which I am more known as. (When I buy my dominion name I want to buy it using the name I am most known under.) Not that I think it matters a whole lot. As I said, there don't seem to be too many Jack Lewis Baillots out there.
 Also, what are your thoughts on the trailer? (I think I've asked this before.) I did two different kinds. The one for Haphazard and then the one for Loyalty. Which of the two was your favourite and why? Would anyone even like to see a trailer or do you care one way or the other? (I would give you the links so you could look at both trailers but I seem to have lost Loyalty's...I will have to find the thumb drive I put it on and upload it to my blog later. Haphazard's can be found under it's book page.)
 How do you like my site's design right now? (Meaning, the layout of all the different pages and the different pages I have set up for each book.) Do you like it? Dislike it? Is it too complex to get around? Do I have too much information? Not enough? If you were new to the site would you be confused? Were you confused when you found it? And when you find a new book site/blog, what do you like to find on it first? A main page which talks about the author or one of the books or the main page being the author's blog? (I know, a lot of questions. I am trying to make my website as reader friendly as possible.)
 And lastly, what did you think of Haphazard's cover. (You can be as completely honest as you like.) If you didn't like it, what would you have liked it to be like? Do you like there being an actual person on the cover or would you have liked it more with, say, an airship or something? 
 *Turns off interrogation light and moves around from behind the big, metal, scary looking and boring desk.*
 Sorry for all the questions. None of you need answer all of them, or any of them, but any thoughts on anything would be a big help to me as I move everything forward toward this next step in my writing career. (Actually, I am having silent moments of panic over all of it. There is so much going on right now and I don't really know where I am going with it. I don't know if I am moving forward too fast or if I am even ready for setting up an official website.)  But, I am grateful to each and every one of you. You've been the best readers an author could ask for and if you all lived closer I'd pile you with cookies. Thank you all so much for your support, for your comments, and for making my first steps into the author world so enjoyable. You all are the best!
 Now I should end and go to bed as it is almost 12:30. 
 Quote is from the Lemony Snicket movie. Someone mentioned Peru the other day so I've been quoting that line pretty much non stop since.
 Allons-y!
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Published on September 08, 2013 23:23

September 5, 2013

"Just because you see a black man driving a nice car does not mean he stole it! Okay...I stole this one...but that's not the point!"

 Wherein Jack Tries To Take Like Seriously
 In Which Jack Laughs Hysterically At The Above Sentence And Falls Out Of Her Spinny Star Trek Chair
 Actually, I've been sitting here for a good long...hour or more...trying to decide what to write about. But then I remembered today's grand news! So now....I shall announce it.
 There is a new, wonderful book out! (I've not read it yet, but trust me, it is wonderful. It sounds wonderful and I wants it!)
 Christmas at the Tittletons by Joan Bassington-French. (Her blog can be found HERE!)
 Miss Bassington-French is holding a giveaway in honor of her debut novel. Part of the giveaway is a tag, which I shall be taking part in today. (Go to get blog if you wish to join in as well. Trust me, I think you'll want to. The book sounds fabulous.) Besides, the tag is fun. 
 The Tag
 1. What is your favourite Historical Mystery book? Probably one reason I am so excited to read this book is because I don't really have a favourite one. All the ones I've tried to read I've found too predictable, or too romantic. It's been one disappointing Historical Mystery after another. But I've always loved the idea of them. (I think it comes from Sherlock Holmes.) Oh! Sherlock Holmes! Does he count? If so, I will go with his stories.
 2. Would  you rather read a Classic or a Mystery? Mystery. I love a good mystery. Like the Doctor. "A shoppe. I love a shoppe."
 3. How do you think Christmas at the Tittletons will compare to your favourite mystery? I must admit, I have high hopes for this book. Really high hopes. It sounds like some of those old, brilliant movies which I cannot recall because I've been spending so much time editing lately. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about...wait, if you're reading my mind then stop. I'm hoping it will turn out to be that one historical mystery I've been searching so long for.
 4. How do you think Christmas at the Tittletons will compare to your favourite Classic? It is completing with North and South - no I've not read the book yet. But it is my favourite Classic. So, I think it will compare nicely, but I don't know if it will surpass it. (Nothing against the book itself, I've have a special place for Thornton is all.)
 5. Do you think you would like to write a Historical Mystery sometime? Very much so, but I don't know if it will ever come to being. I'm not the best with Historical Fiction...or Mysteries. 
 And now for some rules! Because...we're not pirates, so we have rules. Or we are pirates and we have more of guidelines.
 The tag is worth five points to the giveaway. And the guidelines are...
 1. Please post ALL the rules

 2. Please answer ALL the questions
 3. Comment on THIS post when you have completed the tag and include a link to your tag post
 4. Tag five other people
 5. Let the people know that you tagged them
 6. Include a link back to this post. (I'm not sure what post is meant by this, but I believe it means her post, which I linked to above.)
 I tag
 1. AMY
 2. THEADORA
 3. BECCA AND BETHANY
 4. BELLA
 5. ABBEY
 And TADA! I have completed it! *Clap clap*
 I know, I sound partly insane at the moment - more so than usual - but as is common fact by now, I am editing and this is one of the side effects. But the edits are going well, so that counts for something. And now I should get back on them.
 Quote is from Men in Black III because I like to hear Will Smith talk, even if it is just in my head.
 Allons-y! 
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Published on September 05, 2013 21:59