S.R. Savell's Blog
October 26, 2014
DEAR WINNERS OF THE PAPER HEARTS GIVEAWAY
To the winners of the PAPER HEARTS giveaway,
I came to the horrific realization today that I may have sent out the wrong batch of copies, the non-autographed ones! I apologize profusely for my immense stupidity, if this is the case. It was never my intent to screw book winners out of an autograph. I want to make this right, regardless, and have contacted the Goodreads team to see what needs to be done. Again, I apologize for my idiocy . . .
All my best,
S. R.Savell
I came to the horrific realization today that I may have sent out the wrong batch of copies, the non-autographed ones! I apologize profusely for my immense stupidity, if this is the case. It was never my intent to screw book winners out of an autograph. I want to make this right, regardless, and have contacted the Goodreads team to see what needs to be done. Again, I apologize for my idiocy . . .
All my best,
S. R.Savell
October 20, 2014
Mailing soon!
Hi all!
To those that entered the PAPER HEARTS giveaway, I wanted to give my word of thanks!
To the winners, I will be mailing out your copies either today or Wednesday.
All my best,
S.R.Savell
To those that entered the PAPER HEARTS giveaway, I wanted to give my word of thanks!
To the winners, I will be mailing out your copies either today or Wednesday.
All my best,
S.R.Savell
April 5, 2014
Mailing soon
Hi everyone!
To the winners of the PAPER HEARTS book giveaway, I'll be shipping them out Tuesday. :) I was hoping to hold off until my handy dandy personalized bookmarks came in, but I don't want to wait too long to ship them (it's just rude to keep people waiting, even if they aren't that excited to read the thing).
Anyways, thanks for the patience!
Sincerely,
S.R.Savell
To the winners of the PAPER HEARTS book giveaway, I'll be shipping them out Tuesday. :) I was hoping to hold off until my handy dandy personalized bookmarks came in, but I don't want to wait too long to ship them (it's just rude to keep people waiting, even if they aren't that excited to read the thing).
Anyways, thanks for the patience!
Sincerely,
S.R.Savell
April 1, 2014
I owe you all a huge thanks!
So today ends the book giveaway, and damn was I surprised. 1111 people entered in a span of three weeks! This may seem like a small thing to some, but it means a lot to me. So to everyone who entered, added, or spread word about the novel, THANK YOU!
Sincerely,
S.R.Savell
Sincerely,
S.R.Savell
March 10, 2014
BOOK GIVEAWAY
Hi all!
I'm doing a Goodreads book giveaway. It starts March 10th at midnight and ends April 1st. Enter to win! :)
Link: https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/sh...
Thanks, and best of luck to all!
Sincerely,
S.R.Savell
I'm doing a Goodreads book giveaway. It starts March 10th at midnight and ends April 1st. Enter to win! :)
Link: https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/sh...
Thanks, and best of luck to all!
Sincerely,
S.R.Savell
January 30, 2014
To the lovers, to the haters, and to those in between, I thank you . . .
The fear of rejection is so pitifully human. We seek approval from just about everyone: family, friends, strangers even. It's unsettling to know how much I need other people to like me, especially considering I'm usually too introverted to even look at anyone else. I go through life with the same mantra: keep your head down and your mouth shut. Stay invisible. Stay safe. And now? Now I have to look up.
Writing exposes you to all sorts of criticism, not all of it drawn up in a constructive, well typed review. Every aspect of my character is up for scrutiny. Not to say I'm important enough to warrant that much of anyone's attention or time. But as long as there's the Internet, there'll be hungry trolls skulking around, eager to rip someone apart. I know the criticism is going to get fugly. I'm going to cry. I'm going to get pissed, and after reconsidering the value of anything I've ever written, I'm going to eat an obscene amount of fast food and fall into a depression induced mini-hibernation in which I sleep for 15 hours. I'll try to ignore the world that rejected me and recede into the sanctity of my own mind--the very place that the world tells me isn't good enough or smart enough or interesting enough to tell a meaningful story. Do you see? I'm never safe, even from myself. And that's why this book deal is a blessing-curse: I ask too much, and I can't quit wishing to come true what will never happen.
As of now, I've six Goodreads reviews for PAPER HEARTS and several blog reviews, some good, some bad. Unfortunately, these reviews confirmed many of my fears: I was called out on issues I knew were there but didn't have time to fix or were so ingrained in the story that I simply couldn't remove them. My writing style has been called "immature," my story not worth reading. I feel attacked, raw and bleeding. I'm questioning the very way I think and feel. I mean, I want to make a living at this. Shouldn't I be better by now? Will I ever be "good enough"? Words of strangers are wrecking what little self-esteem I do have. And all the time I keep telling myself that I don't have to be enough for everyone, just enough for those that need me to be. I know I have to learn from every experience, from each and every comment, cruel or kind. I know I can grow and I can learn. Will I ever be a literary genius? Of course not. But I'd like to think I can help someone, somewhere. If one person gets it, if just one leaves the page a better person than when they began, then it's worth it. I'm going to try, and fail, and then try some more. I'm going to be ridiculed and rejected. And you know what? That's okay.
I'm not hiding anymore.
Writing exposes you to all sorts of criticism, not all of it drawn up in a constructive, well typed review. Every aspect of my character is up for scrutiny. Not to say I'm important enough to warrant that much of anyone's attention or time. But as long as there's the Internet, there'll be hungry trolls skulking around, eager to rip someone apart. I know the criticism is going to get fugly. I'm going to cry. I'm going to get pissed, and after reconsidering the value of anything I've ever written, I'm going to eat an obscene amount of fast food and fall into a depression induced mini-hibernation in which I sleep for 15 hours. I'll try to ignore the world that rejected me and recede into the sanctity of my own mind--the very place that the world tells me isn't good enough or smart enough or interesting enough to tell a meaningful story. Do you see? I'm never safe, even from myself. And that's why this book deal is a blessing-curse: I ask too much, and I can't quit wishing to come true what will never happen.
As of now, I've six Goodreads reviews for PAPER HEARTS and several blog reviews, some good, some bad. Unfortunately, these reviews confirmed many of my fears: I was called out on issues I knew were there but didn't have time to fix or were so ingrained in the story that I simply couldn't remove them. My writing style has been called "immature," my story not worth reading. I feel attacked, raw and bleeding. I'm questioning the very way I think and feel. I mean, I want to make a living at this. Shouldn't I be better by now? Will I ever be "good enough"? Words of strangers are wrecking what little self-esteem I do have. And all the time I keep telling myself that I don't have to be enough for everyone, just enough for those that need me to be. I know I have to learn from every experience, from each and every comment, cruel or kind. I know I can grow and I can learn. Will I ever be a literary genius? Of course not. But I'd like to think I can help someone, somewhere. If one person gets it, if just one leaves the page a better person than when they began, then it's worth it. I'm going to try, and fail, and then try some more. I'm going to be ridiculed and rejected. And you know what? That's okay.
I'm not hiding anymore.
December 31, 2013
To New Years and New Things
This has been quite a year. Kind of a mixed bag of good and bad happenings (like most folks I'm sure), but now I must confess something: I really want 2013 to be over. Why? Besides the bandwagon ride down denial trail (It's a New Year, I'll be a new ME!), my brain has been living in the future for the past year and a half. I've been anxiously awaiting the arrival of 2014, ever since my publishing group first told me it will be the year the literary world meets my first brainchild, PAPER HEARTS. Whether or not they welcome it, or try and shove it back into the creepy brain from where it came, is yet to be determined.
So in the spirit of change, and while I'm still under this New Year's Disillusion, let me make this one resolution: Let this year be better than the last, and each one after better than the one before.
Wishing you all the best in all your future endeavors. :)
Sincerely,
S.R.Savell
So in the spirit of change, and while I'm still under this New Year's Disillusion, let me make this one resolution: Let this year be better than the last, and each one after better than the one before.
Wishing you all the best in all your future endeavors. :)
Sincerely,
S.R.Savell
