Hi friends of the written word. And food. Etc.
I was invited for an interview regarding my (healthy) cookbook on an internet based radio show, one I’ve never been on.
PR is PR. Right? It is exposure, and I will be donating a portion of my proceeds to disabled vets.
The radio show is Republic News Radio 101 and you can tune in here: http://tunein.com/station/?StationId=287184
It begins at 9 PM EST and I will also be chit-chatting about my fiction, my website and how to purchase the cookbook.
Hope to see you there! Well, with internet vibes ….
Here is the link to my website because I KNOW you’ll want the cookbook… http://cmahoneyfnp.wixsite.com/claireosullivan
Just click on the URL next to Fabulous Foods. After Oct. 31, click on the book.. it’s confusing yes. I know.
If you keep up with my website, you may think you have arrived on the wrong page. Well as the weather cools down, I am looking for tropical. I may also check into a good fireplace video that I can upload. I am not even CLOSE to being done. But, if you like the ocean … a margarita… come on by.
Have you ever been without your computer for days on end? What a traumatic experience for me! ha ha.
I had a notebook, however. A pen. And the time and frustration to get my writing in. So I fiddled with the rewrite for Forget Me Not (the novel I have been avoiding like the black death — that’s the plague for those who’ve never heard of it, or in the words of Monty Python and the Holy Grail: “Bring out your dead! Bring out your dead!”). Yes, and it was a comedy. Forget Me Not is now in the ‘typing’ stage of rewrite/edit.
Then because I didn’t have enough to do, I started the third in the Whiskey River Series (1. How to Steal a Romance and 2. Glass Slipper), working title, Murder in the Mist.
I read a blog that said writers shouldn’t blog… Then read a blog that said writers should plot/plan (basically, totally pants it). Also read a blog that proclaimed that blogging and social media had nothing to do with writing and to eschew it.
Well, says I, snappy writing in social media is like a snappy ad, or PSA (public service announcement), and economy of words = writing, editing, rewriting. Try twitter. A fifteen word pitch for your novel. Get onto Facebook, etc., and work over your 85 word back flap on a writers group. Get feedback. When you hit a dry moment, work on a blog to keep your friends/ family/ fans up-to-date.
And try to tell the authors who write online for a living that it’s not real. Yeah, good luck telling an author online that.
Okay, all writers. Do me a huge favor. You are not a writer, you are not an aspiring writer. You are not hoping to be a writer. You are not ‘trying’ to get a book published or agented. And you are not trying to be a paid author ‘some day.’ To me, that says you are not reaching high enough. A writer is a fiddler of words on occasion, like how I used to write poetry (which was bad). An author is one who seeks to be a pro. If you get paid or not, you are an author. Like the saying goes, you might be an author if you say writing is your job/career, not the one you actually get paid for…
One last favor: Support other authors. Follow their blogs, newsletters and websites. Follow them on Twitter, Facebook. Do NOT drag them down. Never, ever stamp out even a flickering flame. All it takes is one jealous, mean-spirited review to destroy the confidence the new author has, and their possible Really Great Novel may be shot down in flames. I am not saying be dishonest. I am saying, be respectful. Our work is always part of us, remember that, for yourself as well.
If you buy a book … please review it. If it came in bad shape or you don’t like the genre, don’t give it a one star… ! Gimme a break. If you spot some spelling and grammar problems, but you like the content well enough (despite that you ‘wouldn’t have written it like that’), check your ego at the door before you read, and remember, some editors and publishers are actually human and make a mistake…
Whatever you do, write gold, and give gold. You are never going to be a Stephen King, no matter your genre. Keep that in mind.
(I have no idea where I plagiarized that pic, but it was from SomeeCards ha, ha)
Last night, I finished the BIG EDIT on How to Steal a Romance. I was too tired to get onto FB, WordPress, etc. to sing that hallelujah until today.
The intense past two weeks did me in. Whew. I took a day/evening off and hope to gather my wits about me, and in another day or so, will go back…and…listen…again. Via an eReader. It speaks each word
so if you have have an extra word here or there awkward sentence here… or accidentally insert a horizontal line that you thought was a strikeout line that sometimes our eyes don’t see–it picks up on it, and boom, you can hit pause and fix the MS. Even better, ’cause it’s free.
I spent about 20 minutes writing my most used phrases and words this morning (yes, again). Actions and emotions. Dialogue-y type stuff. Things that should individually belong to individual character. While the agent didn’t call specifically for these things, as a reader (and my Inner Edit Zombie), my eyes cast a shadow over them, scarier than Dark Shadows (that … might age me … if you know what that is without having to look it up, you’re in the same group!).
What is a writer’s life without the agony of editing? The rejections? The tunic rent asunder, ashes thrown into the air, with weeping and gnashing of teeth?
Okay, so that last part is 1. too Biblical and out of context … and 2. way over the top. For most of us.
Despite my ‘thank you, Lord’, for the small mercies of getting things done, I am still beat. Don’t think I could pick up a book or write a limerick today. Feel like a Borg. Plug me into the wall and let me stand there until I can fit into that waist-crushing outfit Seven of Nine had to wear (like that would ever happen).
<looks around, fanning self>
Anyone have a nice place in Nova Scotia I could stay at? It’s too hot here, so my tropical island dream right now has a latitude of Vermont or higher.
And surely there is a holiday or birthday somewhere in the world tomorrow, so Happy August Ninth *insert name of holiday* and have a great rest of the week.
I. Hate. Editing. Worse, I hate editing too soon.
It means, ugh … slicing. Dicing. Adding and subtracting words, sections, scenes. And it means — commas, colons, semi-colons. That’s the easy part.
How long should a sentence be? Gasp! Should I use be at the end of the sentence? Should I use an ! point? The dangling modifier. An awkward sentence. Overused words.
If you are new to writing and you spend more time at conferences, reading the Chicago Manual of Style (that changes every year, by the way), and edit each sentence on your first draft–you may be an Edit Zombie.
You may have realized by now writing is not your endgame. It’s (I’m so sorry to say this) your beginning. What is your genre? Do you brand yourself (NO, not like cattle), do you have a platform?
Kristen Lamb has a terrific blog: http://authorkristenlamb.com/ She has classes. Words of wisdom. Don’t forget to follow her!
Back to editing. What a hairy ordeal, and the new writer (without an English or Journalism major) can run into some serious trouble. How do you publish? Through an agent, a traditional publishing house? Vanity (I recommend staying away from them, just ’cause)? Self-publish? Each want you to 1. edit and 2. market. Writing is hard. Editing sucks. And marketing is heinous, but not necessarily the job of your agent/publishing house, and for self-publishing–you are it. Hope and pray you have enough money for a professional editor.
Take heart and keep an eye out. I am writing a down-and-dirty book. The how-to, the lists you need. The TIPS to walk with your head held high, knowing you are no longer the zombie that sucks your soul dry (wait ’til the end of the fun process… )