Monthly Archives: April 2013
I wish book #2 would cooperate with me and let me write it. I’m tired of fighting with it.
Well, that was fun! It started off painfully slow, and then exploded in the last 12 hours before the promo was over. Wish I knew why, but… ah well. Numbers are fun!
I woke up this morning with 10 fresh sales, so that’s also cool. Hopefully I’ll get some reviews in. I know there’s a few things I need to work on for the next books (and there were some issues with the first, for that matter), but the more I can learn, the better the next ones’ll be. I’m getting a good checklist going for “things to watch out for”.
Anyway, that was a bit side-tracky. Here’s my end rankings for the promo and total units given away.
Total units given away: 5,457
A brief victory, but a victory nonetheless. Ranking reverted to my old paid ranking this morning, so that was sad. But still! Awesome! Thank you, readery-type-peoples! :)
Praise for ‘HEALER’S TOUCH’
“I wanted to cheer her on a few times when she stood up for herself. I was also embarrassed for her
a time or two when she couldn’t control her mouth. ” Lostinsidethecovers Blog
Take a Peek Inside
Excerpt #1 –
“So Quaver wants me to ‘keep me safe’, and Braph wants me for my blood. What do Turhmos want me for? To fight for their army?” Llew asked.
Jonas choked on a laugh and Llew glared at him.
“I can fight.”
“You throw a letter opener mighty fine. But there’s a difference between a back-road scuffle and a battlefield.”
“What do they want with me, if not to fight?” She turned back to Aris.
“They want your sons,” said Aris.
“My–? But I don’t… ew!” Llew had never taken the time to consider having children, but the thought now thrust itself into her brain. She didn’t like it. Especially not in an unknown country under some sort of marital arrangement. Or martial, for that matter.
Excerpt #2 –
Jonas punched the tree again. Bark and blood flew; his skin wasn’t impenetrable.
“Hey, Jonas.” Hisham slid from his horse and went to grab Jonas’ arm. But Jonas just swung even faster and harder – too fast for his friend. The tree creaked, and pain shot up his arm. He folded over, cradling the limb and shaking out his hand, all the while cursing profusely and stamping a foot.
“That’s not helping, my friend,” said Hisham, placing a hand on Jonas’ back. “We’re doin’ the best we can.”
Jonas took a moment to breathe through his curses. Then he straightened, stretching and clenching the injured hand. He’d scraped his knuckles good and jarred his bones, but nothing was broken. He looked at Hisham, thinking he would just agree with his friend, climb back on his horse, and they would carry on. But when he looked up, all he wanted to do was punch something – someone – else, and Hisham didn’t deserve it.
Jonas turned away, striding several frustrated paces, muttering, cursing Braph, cursing Turhmos, cursing himself for leaving Llew, cursing Llew for not just letting him be and staying put inside where she was safe, cursing Lord Tovias for not having an estate secure against Braph… He walked away from and back to Hisham several times, muttering and cursing, muttering and cursing. And finally stopped in front of his friend and puffed out a deep breath.
“I know,” he said. “But it’s not enough. Braph can fly.”
Curious yet? Check it out! ‘Healer’s Touch’ is running a 99C special right now! An awesome book for less than a buck!
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My book is going FREE April 13th & 14th! I’m doing some cross promotion with New Adult Fiction Addiction, a page here on facebook that promotes/talks about/enjoys New Adult fiction. New Adult Fiction Addiction
If you or someone you know is a New Adult author (NA), and would like to participate in future NAFA weekend frenzies, send them a PM! They need people/books to promo for May!
Books for April:
Celine (The Night Touched Chronicles Book #1) byMaegan Provan:
Siren Snow: Book #1 of the Redhaven Saga by Victoria Barrow
The Fifth Circle by Tricia Drammeh:
So, you’ve written a book. Sweet! Publish that bitch, and feel awesome. You’ve done the hard work, made some characters, put them through some shit, and squished it all together in a readable, cohesive format. Smell your pages, look at your shiny kindle/nook file, and relax. Job well done.
Aaah… Let’s take a minute.
….Mmm, the taste of victory.
Wait a minute… oh crap, that’s a series. So, I have to write another one?
OH CRAP. I HAVE TO WRITE ANOTHER ONE!
So, that’s a thing. Sequels, I mean. When you write a series.
I kind of forgot about that. Siren Snow got done, and I was just happy to get it out. I thought I’d just plot out my next book, and write it, and chug along, and it’d all be hunky dory.
Sounds easy, right? Of course! Pfft, all you need to do is plot some stuff, work out the threads from the last book, and then write it. Duh.
Seriously though, this sequel is a bitch. It was easy the first time. I could introduce stuff as I went, and it was a new world and I was starting from scratch. Everything was new and shiny, and we were all just along for the ride, experiencing it all for the first time. We were getting to know characters, exploring a new literary universe, and we found out things as we went.
As I’m finding with book #2… Not so much. I have to catch people up without barraging them with info dumps. I have sew the threads of new ideas, while making sure I don’t forget anything important from the last book that’ll crop up in this one. Oh, and new characters. I have to weave new characters in.
And make sure my heroin isn’t a totally different person.
And that stuff is believable within the time frame.
And no one’s forgotten.
And everything that was left open in the last book is at least addressed in this one.
And time skips… I have to address a time skip and have it not just be a black hole of info blob I give later.
So yeah, suffice to say, writing a sequel is NOTHING like writing the first book in a series. I feel like there’s an obvious answer to all this, some simple scientific way to approach it that’ll make it flow easier in my brain.
Let me be honest for a moment: I’ve been floundering and struggling with this damn book for like, a fucking month now. I, for the life of me, cannot find some way to make the beginning of this book work. Like, seriously. I think I may have shot myself in the foot with the end of the first book. Honestly, I think it’s mostly that I’ve got an entirely new character to ease in. In my head, I already know his story, and how he’s going to end up in the long run, but it’s like trying to fit in an extra pea in a pod. …Or something.
I just wanna run away.
But I think I’ve found a solution!
Turns out, I just had to wait. No really, that’s it. I had a writing epiphany half asleep one morning, and I realized I was rushing it. I was wanting so much just to pick up with this damn book and have it come out as easy (more or less) as the first one. But you can’t really do that with a sequel. It’s an entirely new animal. There’s an entire universe to consider before you even write down ‘chapter 1’. I had to let it sit. I figured out that… Well, it’s a long story, but I figured it out. Finally.
There is no magic way to make writing work, or come out of your brain smoothly.
Moral of this very strange, gif filled post: If you’re struggling with something, especially writing, and it just wont come to you, wait for inspiration. Don’t force it. Writing is an art, not a science.
((Also… damn you Maegan for getting me hooked on gifs. :p ))
Today, we’re going to talk about the plague of independent publishers. There are more small presses than any of us could possibly count. They pop up seemingly overnight, publish ten or two-hundred books or so, and then vanish, often leaving bewildered authors to pick up the pieces of their publishing careers. Though there are vanity presses and scammers intent on defrauding authors, there are many small publishers who started their company with the very best of intentions.
I’d like to believe that most small presses set up shop with the intent to help authors and perhaps make a bit of money in the process. I’d like to hope these well-meaning entrepreneurs have a solid business plan, a proven marketing model, and good financial backing before they undertake such a venture. I’d like to hope the publishing company and their authors will thrive, eventually growing the business and becoming successful, respected…
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