Monthly Archives: January 2012

Shit Happens, and Other Strange Phenomena

I received my first one star review today. I knew it would happen eventually. I was prepared mentally and emotionally. Yet, when I saw it, I said, “Huh?”

My first reaction ran along the lines of conspiracy theory. Who put this person up to writing such a mean, hateful review? This is a book, not some political campaign. Was it someone in the top twenty of romantic suspense trying to knock me out? Or perhaps an old critique partner who deleted my email attempt at patching up an argument because she was angry with me? (I think she still is. Great minds sometimes disagree.)

A consistent reader would never  write such spiteful, horrible things . . . would they? I mean, why? Seriously. I read books all the time (print published included) that leave me wondering what the author was thinking when they wrote the darned thing. And curious about whether anyone edited it.  Even when I was a regular reviewer for a popular site, I never gave anyone a one star simply because they completed a project about which many people boast “I can write better than that” but never do. It’s a major feat to write a full blown novel of 60k+  words. Not just for me but for any writer. I think the fact someone completed such a task is worthy of at least two stars, no matter how bad it is.

Nevertheless, I appreciate the time and effort this reader took to write their review. Even though it’s blatantly stated they’ve not completed the book but felt they “had to” so it could be deleted from their Kindle, I am amazed my written words generated  such repulsion. (Note to reader: I’ve deleted unfinished books without guilt.) This reader stopped in the middle of their day to ensure others did not fall for prey to the “hype”. I guess the hype is the other reviewers who ALL gave it five stars. Contrary to popular belief, I have no idea who these people are. I did not solicit reviews. I did not solicit the private emails assuring me Blood Storm was a great delight. I’m the kind of person who just puts her work out there and lets the public decide whether it’s good or bad.

That being said, I’m still kinda stoked about the fact this anti-fan found my story so “torturous”, they were compelled to write such scathing comments. I mean, how cool is that? To be able to evoke reaction, love or hate, is a  power trip. I would rather have ten reviews on opposite ends of the spectrum than the same number in three star reviews. (Okay, admittedly I would prefer the majority to be on the 5 star side.) Why? Because I created action. Positive, negative…it doesn’t matter. There is power in words and I created a maelstrom of emotion.

So thank you, anonymous reader, whoever you are. You truly made my day. I don’t think my book is as bad as you seem to believe, but it’s all good. I wish you Karma and may all your actions return tenfold with residual blessings.

In other news, and memorable phenomena, I will be releasing my sexy urban paranormal, The Gatekeeper, on Valentine’s Day. Perhaps my number one hater would like to present it to their ex with a bouquet of black roses. Black roses and a sick paranormal. Hate doesn’t get much better than that.

And just in case the book and roses don’t transmit the message, include a bottle of Coconut Water, which my husband assures me tastes like camel piss. I’ve declined to personally test his assessment but he seems like a pretty up front guy who wouldn’t pull my leg. Who knows? Love is blind. And without taste.


Rix Cafe Texican

Rix Cafe Texican.

Blogging at Rix Cafe Texican about the ups and downs of Indie publishing. Stop by!

 


Deborah Riley-Magnus, Writeaholic

Awesome blog, folks. This lady has a motherlode of good info!

 

Deborah Riley-Magnus, Writeaholic.


Paranormal with Sizzle!!!

 HERE’S A RIDDLE.  WHAT DOES . . . .

    PLUS       PLUS      . . . EQUAL?

 

Releasing February 2012 in Digital format.


Butting Heads With Detractors

As writers, we must stand behind our manuscript even when others think it’s crap. If we don’t believe in our story, then why should our readers? And sometimes that means standing up for our product when no one else will.

Writers may submit their story to hundreds of agents and editors before they find one who shares their belief in its marketablity. More often than not, they never do. But most writers are thick skinned. If not, we become that way along the journey to publication. We can’t give up at the first sign of rejection or because of a scathing review from a contest judge. It would signal a lack of confidence in our abilities. Perhaps that’s why many indie  authors have created  their own “breaks” when the industry provided none.

 I understand it’s a tough time for publishers. It’s also a tough time for writers. There’s a battle being waged. Both sides are struggling to find compromise in an ever changing industry. It’s the best of times and the worst of times.

 When debut or mid-list authors could no longer find a place to market their work, it only stands to reason they would search for other outlets. A venue which embraces creativity –  like Kindle Direct Publishing, PubIt or small digital presses who still offer the values associated with publishers from decades ago. Talk to any author who’s worked with a small publisher and 99% will tell you their experience was positive. They may not earn as much in royalties as with a large publisher but at least they’re gaining readership and  the communication, advice and ethics are stellar. Which is why many authors  stay with a small press in some capacity even when new opportunities arise.

 KDP is wooing authors with both their KDP Select program and exclusive imprints. And they’re getting them. Granted, your work must stand on its own. A decision to indie publish does not guarantee readership. You must still produce a well written, well edited product with decent cover art. In fact, a good indie author will be the first to encourage a newbie to find a copy editor/beta reader to look over their work before it’s published.

Digital format, however, still provides a great platform to present stories that might not fit into the strict genre specifications of a publisher.  Take Darcie Chan for instance. Her novel, The Mill River Recluse, has sold over 400,000 copies and landed on several best seller lists. This is the same book that was rejected by 12 publishers and over 100 literary agents because they said it wasn’t a good fit.

 Several years ago, indie published authors got a bad rap. We were the ones who allegedly couldn’t make it in the “real” world so we had to self-publish. Then the market started changing. Print published authors began self publishing their back list, enjoying the control and higher royalty percentages that accompany indie authors. Many mid-list authors, squeezed out as publishers began to downsize and cut back on their production, turned to digital publishing as a means to maintain market presence and connect with new readers. With this influx of “authentic” authors and the explosion of eReaders into Main Street America homes, indie publishing gained a great deal of ground in a short amount of time. Much of it because the quality of ebooks has dramatically increased.

I’m an indie writer. I choose to be. I work hard to ensure my novels tell a solid story while weaving in a few plot twists to catch the reader by surprise. My experience with other indie authors is that they’re career focused individuals who spend time, money and effort to ensure their books are the best they can be. I’ve read print published books that failed miserably to achieve what many indie authors produce . . . well-written, well-edited stories.

 Are there still books out there not ready for public consumption? Of course. Both in digital format and print. But the old argument from publishers and their lobbyists who claim ebooks are not the same caliber as print is just that . . . old.

I’m proud to be part of a growing trend that is proving them wrong.


Not All Wanderers Are Lost . . .

 . . . unless you’re my hubby.

I recently went on a Sunday afternoon drive with hubby. I typically explore my surroundings on my own but this particular day I encouraged him to go with me. We  moved to North Carolina last year and since our time here is short, I want to experience everything I can. I want him to do the same. Whether he wants to or not.

 Earlier this fall when the  trees were absolutely glorious with color, I took a day and meandered across a portion of the Blue Ridge Parkway. I was so enamored with my adventure that I convinced hubby to repeat the journey with me. In his defense, I’ll admit it was colder. Most of the trees had lost their leaves. The sky was overcast. The wind had a bite. But by golly, it was the friggin’ Blue Ridge Parkway. Everyone who comes here should take at least one day and traverse a few miles just to say they drove it. Right?

 We stopped in a high country hamlet called Blowing Rock for lunch at a quaint little place called Foggy Rock Eatery and Pub. The food was quite tasty and well worth the drive. But being the wanderer I am, I suggested we continue our trek. That’s when things got interesting.

 Hubby and I are a good match. We bring out the best in each other, although sometimes it requires time and patience to realize it. Often, it requires a LOT of time. We approach life and tasks differently and that adds a dash of color to our relationship.

 So it came as no surprise when I realized hubby was driving on the Blue Ridge Parkway at maximum speed, eyes set firmly on the highway in front of him, totally oblivious to the vast layers of mountain ranges in the distance. I set my camera on “motion” and tried to take a few photos but alas, not even motion setting can overcome such speeds.

 The color began to emerge in our relationship. Unfortunately, it came out more in my language than our actions. Did he not see the scenic overlooks? Did he not care to stop and gaze at the vast beauty that leaves one in awe? Apparently not. But this man loves me dearly. He stopped at every third or fourth overlook and allowed me to take a few snapshots for mementos. Granted, he sat in the car with the engine running but realizing how difficult this little diversion was for him just made me love him more.

 And that made me realize we all approach life differently. It doesn’t make one style of direction better than the other. Both will still get you where you want to go, but one will ultimately be more satisfying than the other.

 Hubby likes to go from Point A to Point B. It doesn’t matter if there are no time constraints. The journey is all about the destination. I, on the other hand, enjoy taking my time to experience the little twists and turns along the way. I know I’ll get to Point B eventually but why hurry? I don’t mind being lost. I consider it a road less travelled that could provide a gem or two I might have missed otherwise. Hubby freaks if he doesn’t know where we are. Which is why I often tell him I know our exact location when I haven’t a clue. It makes him feel better. And if he’s not stressed, he’s a lot more fun.

 Since Hubby and I have been married, two things have happened. I’ve learned to arrive on time, both surprising and shocking my children who used to bet on how many minutes I would be late when I said I would meet them at a certain time. Hubby’s indulged my penchant for wandering aimlessly and has even chalked up a couple of memories which he now recalls with fondness.

 And both of us have realized compromise can sometimes break us out of our comfort zone long enough to provide a stellar experience.


Robot Video – Scary or Cool?

Tech Videos – Yahoo! News.

Saw this video clip from Yahoo! News and  wanted to share. It’s both fascinating and repulsive. But it’s also cool.  And creepy. A technological gem. Would I want to share space with one? I don’t think my comfort level is there yet.

That being said, wouldn’t this be a great storyline for a Paranormal/Sci-Fi? Oh yeah…it’s been done. I, Robot. Bicentennial Man. Terminator. Look back at the classic science fiction books of fifty years ago, penned by authors such as Isaac Asimov and Ray Bradbury. Many of their novels have become reality. Twilight Zone. Another great source for far-fetched tales with roots in the future.

What science fiction have you read or watched lately that you think is ground zero for the future?

I’ll start…”Aliens vs. Cowboys”. They’re heeere….. (Cowboys. Not Aliens. Yet.)

 


RWA Does NOT Represent All Romance Writers

Is RWA being lobbied by the Big Six?

 That question has been tossed around over the past year by those of us who are “indie” published. Or as RWA rules dictate, “self-published”. We’re published. Okay. Published. P-U-B-L-I-S-H-E-D.

 RWA’s mission statement reads:

 “The mission of Romance Writers of America is to advance the professional interests of career-focused romance writers through networking and advocacy. RWA works to support the efforts of its members to earn a living, to make a full-time career out of writing romance—or a part-time one that generously supplements his/her main income.”

 So please tell me why an indie published author does not fall into this description? I know MANY…let me emphasize MANY authors who have independently published through the Amazon and Barnes and Noble’s programs (which incidentally, does not cost a dime)  and have been able to leave their day job to write full time. After one month of having two titles listed at Amazon, B&N and Smashwords, I’ve earned more in royalties than many debut authors will see as advance for a traditionally published book. And guess what, I’ve already surpassed what I did in the first half of December and it’s only the first week of January.

 When does RWA start working for us? We’re career focused romance writers, and everyone knows romance is the single most downloaded genre of e-books. Why is it so difficult for RWA to recognize our accomplishments?

 I honestly believe it goes back to the Big Six. They’re scared and rightfully so. I recently had an opportunity to publish with a small publisher – an opportunity I would have jumped at a year ago. But this time I didn’t. I can earn more money on my own and still maintain rights to my novel/backlist.

 When I recently asked RWA if I was PAN eligible, which means I’ve earned at least $1000 on a single title as advance or royalty, they responded with a resounding “NO”. I’m considered part of that ugly, unmentionable blight called “self-published” authors. Yet I did not pay for any part of my publishing process. I created my own cover art. I formatted and edited my own works with the help of beta readers and critique partners. I didn’t  pay myself for my time…the sign of a true entrepreneur. I’ve met the income requirement and did it in a single month. My debut month.

 Why is this organization not supporting me? And why should I support them? What’s in it for me?

 RWA has some great chapters who are independently (damn, I love that word) recognizing chapter members for their indie publishing accomplishments. I’ve even noticed a few contests that now offer an entry category for indie books. Good for them.  They obviously have chapter leadership who understands the changing times. I applaud these visionary presidents and will support their conferences. The others can go jump in a pile of dog poop.

 If RWA does not perform some fancy footwork over 2012 to change their attitude, I will be forced to join countless others who have said “adios”. And then, like the good Romance writer I am, I’ll ride off into the sunset . . . with my saddlebags packed full of money and my own version of snobbery and discrimination.

“Oh, you’re print published? They own your backlist? The net figures said you didn’t earn any royalties? It’s going to be TWO years before your book is out?”

 “I’m sorry. Let me buy you lunch, poor thing.”

Yeah, that was snarky. I’m not courting a big publisher so I guess it gives me license to be a big mouth. And if this blog made you think twice about RWA’s mission statement and how they pick and choose who falls into the  “career-focused” category of Romance writers, then I’ve done my job. Pat me on the back. Right before you kick me in the ass.

Pain is good. No…wait…that’s erotica.


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