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New Year- Even the Old is new again

YEOWSA. The world is turning faster than I think I can keep up. I can honestly claim that I’m meeting myself – at the door, at the coffee pot, and at the pillow. Part of the crazy is my own fault, I took on A LOT this year…but other parts, are just moving too fast.

I have a slug of new, or reworked, covers to share with you, so watch for that to start SOON. I have releases that are coming out of sets that will be re-releasing solo soon…which means new physical books at signings. AND, I have new stories coming to the mix as well. All in all, it’s a mad scramble of so many things…who wouldn’t be meeting themselves?

I am also hip-deep in the swag pile making goodies for the five signings that I have left this year. I’m pretty sure that something is going to get missed, but what it could be, will probably be a surprise to me too, two minutes too late.

With luck, I’ll be revealing covers starting next week…stay tuned. Meanwhile…send coffee.
Sav

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New Year – Need sleep

SO many things are mid- to late-change right now as the summer signing season takes over from the spring signing season and bookies everywhere make plans for stalking. We authors are no different. We want to fan-girl other authors at the events we attend…it just gets done in sprints back and forth.

Me, I’m mid-planning for a couple double do months. I’m scanning the rosters and watching the author announcements, waiting with bated breath to see the floor plans to know which authors will be close, and which ones I’ll be racing around the room to catch a minute with. I’m usually gunning 220 with my hair on fire trying to squeeze in a few stolen moments between manning the table of my stories. It’s just the way it is. So why…if the events aren’t quite here yet, am I already tired? I feel like I could sleep for a week and still come up short.

No matter. I’ve zombie’d more than one event before. And honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way. There is a resounding “ALL OF THEM” in answer to the question of who is more important at an event…readers, or my fellow authors. I wouldn’t trade a one. So, with that in mind, I’m packing my 5-hours and no doze right next to my ‘gittur done’ attitude. It’s summer signing season and I can sleep when winter returns.

What’s your best ‘get everyone in – in the short window’ secret?

 

NEW YEAR – Same message

Today is Memorial Day.

My message today is simple.

ALL GAVE SOME

SOME GAVE ALL.

Never Forget.

 


New Year – New Plan

Being an author in today’s environment is akin to being fitted for a straight jacket that you may or may not ever wear…and if you do, it will likely be without notice. The world as you know it will upend and scramble in the time it takes you to refresh the page. But, that’s also part of the thrill.

As such, being flexible to the fickle tide is imperative for anyone who deigns to dip their toe into the publishing world game. Thinking about the recent things (the last week or so)…namely trademarking words, and the accelerated closing of Amazon’s Kindle Worlds projects, it’s like waiting for the next fiasco to hit the current White House administration. Take a breath, turn the page…Whoops – there it is.

I myself am affected by the Amazon KW closing, but am fortunate enough to be writing in a world that will continue on, though differently, after the demise is final. The stories I’ve been working on to continue my little corner of the Paranormal Dating Agency world will find light and in a couple of ways…and be able to reach new audiences because of what has happened. Did I see that silver lining when the closure was announced? No. I don’t think any of us did. We all more likely felt the pinch of sliding into the jacket, and an uncomfortable buckle being cinched tight….limitation once again in the writing world.

My thanks go out to Milly Taiden, the matriarch of PDA for the quick action that will enable I, and others, to keep our stories out and add to the growing world that Gerri uniquely matches up pair by pair.

Cross one near-catastrophe off the list, and hang the jacket back in the stand-by closet for the next event. Meanwhile…there are words to write and worlds to build.

See you on the pages.

Sav

New Year – New Oooops

Running in circles is dangerous I’ve discovered. In my quest to keep up with so many pieces, I wasn’t paying attention. Consequently, I’m going to be far more ‘gold’ than I’m used to for at least the next 4 – 5 weeks.

What?

As a woman of a certain age…with teenage (almost not) daughters…I am a bottled blonde. As long as I have a 5-spot in my pocket and blonde comes in a bottle, I will be fair-haired. 🙂 I came into this world so fine and light that you almost didn’t know I had hair…I like it that way. Not to mention, the greys are too vivid a reminder of my stress level.

Anyhoop…I ran through the beauty supply and grabbed my vice to do the deed as I was close picking up something else. Oooops. Instead of grabbing the high-lift that keeps me looking like the silver strands are lovely hi-lights…I grabbed the normal version which is more golden (insert yellow) than I’m used to. I’m afraid the streaks of stress are going to come through on the ‘tinsel’ shade this round and give me away. Luckily, I’m not going anywhere before the next opportunity to correct the oversight.

Still…it’s a bit disheartening. My knees, hips, and back have the deal down pat of reminding me my age. My hair and I had a bargain, and I blew it. Who says you can’t teach an old dog new tricks? I’ve learned my lesson. I’m out of the ‘selfie’ game for a month or so. 🙂

On the writing side of my world, I gave myself heart failure earlier this week. I foolishly sat down and listed the writing projects for the balance of 2018 & the upcoming 2019 agenda. Things I want to do, things I’ve committed to doing, and the stretch goals based on reader feedback and what folks are waiting on me for. WOWSA! I need to pay closer attention to this world as well. Grabbing the wrong color hair dye is repairable in a month or so…the writing agenda? Good grief, I might get to sleep when I’m dead. Then again, maybe not at this rate.

I have figuratively put superglue on the desk chair for my hiney for the foreseeable future. This is not counting the promotion things that are in process and the signing event that is kicking into overdrive in about 6 weeks. I might need to look into cloning soon. I’m not sure how this will all come to fruition…but, as always, I’m determined.

I’m doing my level best to stick with the social media stuff…but that’s likely where the disconnect will happen I’m afraid. So…if you’re missing me somewhere…give me a shout and hold me accountable to come out of the cave for a spell. I’m giving you that authority. It’s that…or the next time you see me, I might still be yellow haired…but with a pair of black-splotch smudged eyes and who knows how fallow my skin could go.

I’m counting on you.

You might be my only hope.

 

 

New year – New…what?

Some days, I amaze myself.
Others, I wonder how I managed to wear matching shoes.

Lately, I’m finding that my head is often on autopilot. I think it’s a defense mechanism because I’ve got such a miasma going on. Different works, different research projects for others, different genres, and the daily stuff I seldom think about until after…

This week is a great example:
Today, there are multiple daycause promotions going live for a set that releases next week. Once Upon A Twisted Time, and I have 2 writing/marketing webinars tonight.
Tomorrow, the Dark Rising set goes live, there is the release day party for it, and there is a promotion going up for Book of Time on FreeBooksy.
Wednesday the Fussy Librarian is taking a crack at Once Upon A Twisted Time, and it’s my federal compliance call in for the day gig.
Thursday…believe it or not, I think I have a cave day to write.
Friday, Once Upon a Twisted Time is going out in the PNR Lovers Newsletter and I have a day of conference calls.
Saturday is a different kind of crazy that I’ll leave at that, and
Sunday I’m meeting with a promoter to talk shop for a late lunch.

NO WONDER I’m not hitting my word counts or MS deadlines cleanly…I’m only getting one word day a week.

I think I’m forgetting things too. Which is really the bigger fear, because the stuff I know about, I know will get handled…it’s the stuff I forget about that will likely land me in hot water. If I’m lucky the hot water will have bubbles and not salt. 😉

Til next time…save a hug-me jacket for me.

Mwah!

 

 

Not so new

I’m a habit girl. I know this is supposed to be my ‘New Year  – New Everything’ year, and in many ways, it is. But then there are the things that I’ll be fighting tooth & nail to remain status quo. I’m losing many of these, but dang it’s a battle.

This week, it’s learning a new phone. I want…desperately want, not to do this. I didn’t get a choice though. The cell that I’ve coddled and carried for the last 5 years decided that it wanted to play games – games like, did you have a call, or not? Did you send that text, or didn’t you? Did the call you missed leave a voice mail, or not? Maybe I’ll share it with you tomorrow…or not. It mocks me.

I know…in today’s climate, 5 years is an exceptional life for a cell phone device to function. And, for some things, it is still working just the way it always did. Unfortunately, for the communication things that I carry it for most, not so much. Begrudgingly, I made the trek and took the plunge into a newer model over the weekend. It’s painful folks. Sincerely, pain-filled.

I want the old. I want the familiarity of the feel of it against my hand. I want the ability to key in that mid-slumber muse without having to look at the screen and be blinded awake. I want the not so new sense of it being just as it has always been. That’s not going to happen.

No, I have to learn a new phone, new icons, new short-cuts, new pretty much everything. I’m not a technology person to begin with. This…is akin to being flayed alive for me. I’m still worn and bloodied from the first twenty-four hours. I have 15 days to decide if I like it…but to what end? I can’t get my old one to work, and there isn’t a newer model that is close enough to fool this old habit girl.

SO…if you see me cursing a bit more, or angling for sanity…it’s Savie-speak for I hate the NEW part of this particular adventure. Down the road, it will lessen I’m sure, but not yet. And, I don’t think anytime soon. How ironic that I’ve left a piece of my soul with a bit of technology. One that I don’t know that I ever truly mastered the potentials of.

For all the ‘New Year – New Everything’ I’ve got going on. Today I want the old. I’m going to grab a fresh tablet and see if some long-hand word work will compensate. Maybe…at least until the next text or something happens. Then, like earlier, I’ll wonder absently at just how much I really need that in my life…because if not – I can have the old one back…right? A girl can dream.

New Year…New lesson

As you may recall, I’ve been a busy beaver lately. With 4 releases in roughly 8 weeks, it’s been a bit helter-skelter. BUT, without it, I would not have the latest “Oh” moment, thanks to a reader.

Baiting a Berserker came out last week…and woahmygosh Y’all blew me out with the numbers. So far up to #3 in category AND on the Hot New Releases charts… I’m stunned silly and speechless…but let me say THANKS!

Anyhoop…one of the readers, who noticed that Fynn is a bit long-winded, made a comment about paragraphing in dialogue, which forced me to do what I always do…hit the books and research it. I’m tickled for the lesson. I was right to break the monologue into paragraphs, but there is a better way to distinguish it in the larger body. SO THANK YOU! I learned something new because you read my work and made me look. I love that.

A writer is never more than the reaction of a reader who enjoys the story. You guys have sent me flying. I’ll never have enough words for that.

Read something great til we meet again.
MWAH!!
Sav

NYNE – one day at a time

Still working away on the New Year – New Everything. Some days are an exquisite disaster, and others…well, others are just exquisite. The last couple of them have been a mishmash as I’m trying to get work done on several fronts and gather all my little ducks to get the annual, early year pain called taxes accomplished and into the rear-view. One day at a time…but soon it will be over and the ‘ounce’ of pain will be assessed and done.

Today has been erratic at best. As many of you may have heard, the reader-writer community lost a bright light. Kelly Langford was the embodiment of everything that makes writers want to keep writing. As a reader, she was quick with a smile, and always laughing, even when things looked bleak. I remember meeting her years ago in New Orleans at a signing and being confused when she asked me for my favorite color. I did not know then that she was a wiz with a crochet hook. I learned fast.

Over the years since, she’s gifted me with several items that I look at now, and debate if I can bring myself to use them again. My fingerless gloves so I could type in my basement office and keep my hands warm, an adorable matching scarf so I could step out in style, and most recently an expandable produce bag for the market so I could see where the squishables were. All practical, and all in my favorite lime green. All now staring at me from the shelf, a vivid reminder that they are the last physical pieces that will arrive from her. Sad is a word that doesn’t have near enough letters or depth of meaning to convey how deeply the community will feel this loss for ages to come.

To Whitney her daughter (my bracelet is by the things mom made me) I cannot convey how treasured the memories of the two of you at events and online will become…and stay. I look forward to hearing about how you soar and become all that you’ve dreamt of. This isn’t for today, it’s for always. To Kelly’s son…make mama proud. She’s still watching.

I could go on at length, but as we all grieve, it’s too raw, too soon, and I don’t want it to be too much. I only ask for a moment of silence if you please for a soul I hope is now at peace. Fly high sweets.

On other fronts, because today’s low can’t hold the train, What’s Up and coming? There are still lots of things to reveal, and this Monday is no different. I have yet another cover for you to oooo and ahhhh over. 🙂

Coming in March will be a small, short run set called Magic Rising. In it will be the counterpoint story to Rogue, titled Black Guard. It is Ciannait’s story for the same window we walked with Asa. Once that’s out…and Rogue will be out for an additional stint in Dark Rising, coming May 1st…I’ll be releasing the continuation of the tales.

Excited? I know several of you are…you haven’t let me hear the end of it. 🙂

So, without further ado…here is the set cover for Magic Rising.

(I might be a bit partial…but how could I not? Uhhhhm Hello?? Dragon.)

NYNE 4th and 48

I suppose I could have counted to make sure there were actually 52 Mondays in 2018. Since we began on a Monday, there could well be 53, but who’s counting?

I am.

This year has mountains of possibility, and an equal share of obstacles. I’m still working on the realignment, but I’m keeping up…so far. I know what I’m doing is good for me, and in the interest of preventing a repeat, but man is it overwhelming too. I know the gym, and the cursed treadmill, are for the good. I do. I also know that I’m full of plans before I go, and exhausted afterward, making my progress on the things I NEED to work on writer-wise exceedingly frustrating. It’s a lot like running in Jell-O…messy and lacking yardage.  (No, I’m not going to elaborate on experience to justify the comparison. Just take my word for it) 🙂

I will persevere though. I will. Quit has never really been in my vocabulary. I’m not willing to give it page-space now. Essentially, the sum of the parts right now is I’m pushing, while trying not to push myself beyond the threshold of what I should, and spending way more time than I’m used to on the tasks that up to now have been thoughtless to get through. Now, I plan more, and I was a planner before…each day, each activity, leaving room to allow myself to fall short of where I want to be. It’s aggravating to know that a month or two ago, I wouldn’t have thought twice, I’d have pushed through to the end, no matter the hours or insanity…which is how I got where I landed. I’m learning…and soon enough, I will again be where I can push to the end, without pushing beyond myself.

I will.

This isn’t NYNE whiner edition though…I’m not going to do that. This was my update on the path to success, and the last one of its kind, I hope. Barring a major curve…I am putting my head down and charging. The Rhino in me is restless.

As promised, it’s still January, which means you get to see another cover. This week is the re-mastered cover for The Custos Book 3 – Book of Mysteries. I’m in mad love with the changes. The original cover, while striking, felt too clean and polished for the set. Like it needed to have that same shadow feel to fit in with the others…and now, it does. See for yourself.

Original.

 

Reworked.

The images are still the same, but the twilight feel to the cemetery and Ramsby (Cover model Eric Jacob) on the cover waiting and watching for anything is more to the vision of it I had when that part of the story was written, and the overall series of light vs. dark and what lies between. I am so pleased with the revision and the effect.

In other news, Amazon finally acquiesced and price matched. Book of Time – The Custos book 1 is now permafree & on all channels, the big four and probably a few others you haven’t heard of. Book of Revelations, book 4 in the series, ((and possibly Book of Prophesy, book 5 & the last,)) will be out this year. If you haven’t started the journey, why not? Now is a great time as the first novella that introduces you to the world of White Diamond & The Custos…is FREE. Take it for a spin on your favorite E-reader. (Then of course, tell me what you think. It’s a bumpy introduction, but the two worlds that are colliding kind of are too.)

Next week I’ll be sharing another cover or two…from an upcoming set, or my solo work from a set…who knows what it will be – there are a lot to choose from, so stay tuned or check back for the next reveal on the 29th.

Have a great week. Read something amazing. And, as always, tell your friends.

Sav

In case you missed the others being shown in their updated statuses, here are the three Custos series books together. 🙂