Santa Baby Update

Just a quick update on my Santa Baby (or whatever it ends being titled) manuscript. I’m still working through the edits from my editor. I know it seems slow but there’s a lot going on in right now. I do hope to make some really good progress this weekend since it’s a 4 day weekend for me. And I still need a contact a cover artist for a cover for it. I just can’t find the right image to make my own.

I’ve had a HOT (as in blistering!) project at work that I completed today (2 days ahead of schedule!), plus most of my work stuff is all packed up for the move (this Friday) from our temp swing area to our new and improved (we hope) area. This time I have a WINDOW!

On the home front I’ve been trying rally hard to get to bed before midnight. Hubby (love him to death) seems to think my 5 hours a night isn’t enough sleep. Huh. My TBR “pile” on my tablet  was getting huge so I’m snatching time here and there to try and get some of it read down.

That’s it folks!

Dark Nights and Transitions

And now we step into the unknown on this journey that my BFF is taking us on.

Impromptu Promptlings

Exhausted by her dream, the Seeker had finally settled into a peaceful sleep. She woke refreshed and anxious to be off on her quest. But as she sat on the couch waiting for the bell to call all to break their fast, her thoughts wandered once again to her dream.

dark nightShe had survived what she was sure had been a “Dark Night of the Soul.” She had learned about the experience in her personal reading in the temple library. She had read that people who experienced this spiritual malady often felt depressed with a malaise of the soul that felt like a sickness. Some, it seemed, even felt they were losing their mind. After one night beset by all her questioning, she believed it. She could not imagine living through a season of such confusion, her doubts and questions haunting her for years.

She remembered three important things from her…

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Nightmare (Seeker Part 10)

Reblogged at Freeing My Muse

Impromptu Promptlings

Despite the anxiety the wands had aroused in her, the Seeker found she enjoyed her time of fellowship with the villagers over supper. She had gone to the meal expecting to find herself beset by sinister feelings. But to the contrary, they were lovely, gregarious folks.

She listened with great interest to the activities that kept them busy. The market was a common affair. All sewed, carved, smelted, baked, grew according to their abilities and shared for the common good. There were also tasks outside the village proper to keep them busy. On the morrow the women were to gather at the home of a family whose crops had failed to thrive. They were going to plow new ground and start another kitchen garden for the folks who had several small children. Some of the women who engaged in making clothing were taking along new garments for the young ones…

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Think You Couldn’t Possibly Lose Your Amazon Publishing Account? Think Again.

Reblogging on Freeing My Muse

The Active Voice

There’s this indie author I know a little bit from the Kboards.com forum. Her name is Pauline Creeden, and she’s an ordinary midlister, like so many of us. I remember PMing her some time ago and gushing about how particularly beautiful one of her book covers is — the one for Chronicles of Steele: Raven.collection Here, I’ll include an image. Gorgeous, eh?

Anyway, today I tuned in to Kboards and noticed that Pauline had started a thread. It contained what’s surely the worst news possible for an indie author: Amazon had closed her publishing account. All her ebooks had been taken off sale. Permanently. Here’s the email she got from Amazon:

We are reaching out to you because we have detected that borrows for your books are originating from systematically generated accounts. While we support the legitimate efforts of our publishers to promote their books, attempting to manipulate…

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Disappointment (Seeker Part 9)

Reblogging at Freeing My Muse. Another great installment of The Seeker.

Impromptu Promptlings

Further conversation with the Page left the Seeker more confused than ever. In her heart she had been certain she would find disciples like herself once she left the temple mount. Disciples who wanted to know not just about the Creator, but know the Creator more fully.

The Page grew concerned at the Seeker’s continued questioning. Finally she commented on the lateness of the afternoon, and that supper would be served shortly.

“I can see,” she said, “you’re struggling inside. You’ve not found what you’re looking for here. It’s too late for you to continue on your journey. Please stay the night and sup with us. Then on the morrow you can break your fast and be on your way.”

The Seeker had to admit she was tired, and more than a little disappointed. “That would be lovely,” she said. “The walk down the mountain was tiring.”

And so the…

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Puzzled (Seeker Part 8)

Seeker Part 8- Puzzled. Another part of the ongoing story my BFF is writing. Please read and share!

Impromptu Promptlings

The Seeker stood on the shore for a short time watching the dolphins cavorting with the humans, then thought it best to return to the balcony and her conversation with the Page. But as she turned she saw further along the shore where the countryside heaved to a tall ridge. A beautiful waterfall draped itself over the high crag, flowing like a bridal veil down the side of the sloping hill.

unnamedAs she walked toward the falls she saw a young woman in a pink dress siting beneath them, her long tawny brown hair falling over her shoulders. The woman looked happy and content, even grateful as she pondered nine large goblets that were arranged around her. They overflowed with pineapples, apples, strawberries and cherries. There were nectarines, tomatoes, and watermelons, all of them golden and ripe. And from each cup the water of life poured forth to join with…

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Off To Be Edited

Well I did it. I sent my very first completed manuscript to be edited. I sent off 998 words from chapter one of Santa Baby (or whatever I end up calling it) yesterday. I had it back this morning. She made a lot of suggestions to help with my story flow. I’ve read them all and I’ll use like 99% of them.

I learned a lot from that small bit of edited text. One is that I don’t have to be so detailed in my writing. By this I mean I don’t have to describe every step, every turn, every action my characters take or do. The other thing that stood out from this edit was that I really need to broaden  my word chose.

So now I wait for the edits to come back. I’m excited to be at this stage. Still on my to do list is finding a cover for it and publishing it. One step at a time!

 

Taking The Next Step

SO I needed to take the next step with my Santa Baby manuscript. I spent a few days looking around the Web for an editor to go edit it for me. There is such a wide range of types and cost for editing. It was so overwhelming for a first timer! I was afraid to take this next step. What if the person hated it? What if my book was one big mess? What if… there were so many what ifs. Am I strong enough to do this? How do I reach out to an editor?

When I started this writing journey I joined several a Facebook group called SFR Brigade. This group of outstanding and talented writers are the people who populate my Kindle reading list. And they made me, a newbie, feel welcome. They have patently answered my questions, they let me hang with them at the RT convention (Pauline Baird Jones!), and they have been my mentors (even if they didn’t know it).

And now, once again, they have come through for me. I found a editor! She’s a member of the group and she’s really nice. I’ve sent her the first 1000 words on my story and she’s going to look at it. If it doesn’t need a major rewrite, I’ll have her do copy and developmental edits for the whole thing. Her rates are reasonable and within reach for a writer on a budget.

I’ll keep you posted on how it goes. :}

 

Santa Baby Is Done And A Book Blurb.

After I don’t remember how long, I’m done with Santa Baby. I’ve done 2 rounds of self editing, ran it through Grammarly and Pro Writing Aid (I know, some of you don’t like using a program for edits) to help me find the missing smalls stuff (punctuation, grammar issues, proper word usage, etc). I’m ready (I hope!) to have it edited professionally and get a cover done for it.While I can make my own covers, finding the right Christmas/Santa/Sexy image for it has proven hard. So I’ll have one made. And I need Beta readers! I have one but I’d like a few more. Have to figure that out too.

I do have a few things to decide on yet. Like a title change. After all this time I’m don’t think I’m happy with the title. I was going with “Mistletoe, North Pole – Santa Baby”. It’s the “Santa Baby” part I’m rethinking. Maybe “Mistletoe, North Pole – Kringled” since the main hero’s last name is Kringle (yeah, THAT Kringle family!). I think I need to think on this a bit.

But WOOHOO for me at least getting a whole 42,148 book written! Now to get it published! Here’s a blurb I wrote for it:

Welcome to Mistletoe, North Pole. A small town hidden away at the top of the world where the summers are short, and the winters are long. And Christmas is what the town does best.

Jamie Winters’s life was almost perfect. Growing up as part of a loving family living in the lush green of the Pacific Northwest, she had her life planned out. Until one night before Christmas, fate stepped in and took everyone she loved away from her.  Years later she finds herself in Mistletoe, working as a waitress at Rudy’s Diner alongside her best friend, Kandy. Jamie’s not looking for love, but in a place like Mistletoe, you never know what you’ll find all wrapped up with a bow.

Christen Kringle never expected to find his mate in Mistletoe. Having been born and raised in the small town, everyone was like family. Then one night after work he meets his crew at Rudy’s. One look at the curvy brunette outsider with the dark chocolate eyes and he knew she was his. And when she touched him? His body blazed to life like the Aurora Borealis. It was fate that brought her into his life. The same fate had found mates for all the men in the Kringle line.

But a menace is creeping into Mistletoe. One that not only threatens Chris and Jamie but could end Christmas worldwide.

 

 

Connected (Seeker Part 7)

Connected – part six of my BFF’s Seeker story!

Impromptu Promptlings

The Seeker’s reverie was interrupted by the quiet whisper of the Page who continued to gaze down into the water. Her eyes were misty, and a longing glowed from her face.

“See how they love one another…”

20160608_125053The Seeker stepped to the wall of the balcony and peered down. Below she saw a handsome couple swimming together in the cove. Both were adorned with golden arm bands. The man wore a gold crown; the woman’s long, flowing hair was dressed with beautiful flowers. The sun shown on the pair, the reflection from their golden bands sparkling in the water like gems. And beyond them, in the cove, rose two large fish. The Seeker watched in wonder as they soared gracefully through the air as one then slid as smoothly back into the water. Over and over they jumped with great abandon. She smiled feeling their joy well up inside her…

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