Showing posts with label books about servals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books about servals. Show all posts
Friday, October 14, 2011
SERVAL SON IS AVAILABLE ON KINDLE NOW!
All you Kindle lovers, now's your chance to get SERVAL SON for $7.99! ENJOY!!! The photos are all in color in the Kindle version.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
NORTHERN KITTITAS COUNTY TRIBUNE READERS: SEPT 1ST IS THE DATE
Lyn Derrick of the NKCT just emailed to let me know her report on SERVAL SON and me will appear in the Sept 1st edition. How's THAT for PERFECT TIMING!?!
Thanks, Lyn!
Thanks, Lyn!
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Little by Little, the Money I Need is Coming In...
After a dry spell of close to ten days, I'm getting work again at Elance and elsewhere. I'm feeling better about things as a result.
I won't see any royalties on SERVAL SON for at least three months so having to spend serious time on the launch has cut into the time I've been available (and sane) to write for clients. I'm glad that aspect of this launch is over. I still have to make myself available for interviews as requested, though... and respond to inquiries... and mail books out when I get them... I'll spend a lot more time promoting the book than I spent writing it--but that's par for the course for any writer who wants to make money. There's a lot to distract interested parties, so staying in their top 10 list of priorities is a never-ending challenge. By Thanksgiving (or a bit earlier) people will begin thinking about holiday gift-giving, so they'll be more amenable to asking for the book (if they want one) or getting the book if they want to give it as a gift. That's good.
You may want to visit my SERVAL SON shop at Cafepress.com and see if there's anything there you'd like to have (or give as gifts). I added some items today that I think you'll find intriguing... Hope so, anyway. So far I'm the only person who has bought anything!!! They came in and I LOVE them. I got a box of 20 note cards with Deaken (the cover photo minus the title, author and blurb). They are breathtaking. I also got a t-shirt to wear when I'm out and about to advertise the book and a beach tote to carry copies of the book in when I do a reading or a book signing at a library, bookstore, hotel, convention, or wherever...
Are there any exotic pet or regular pet conventions locally, I wonder? I wonder if local pet stores would carry copies or let me set up a table once in a while. I'll have to check into that...
I'm tired of thinking about all this. I need a nap. I hope some of you do some of the thinking for me and give me some ideas I haven't already thought of. That would be terrific!!!
I will ask others writers to help me on launch day. That's a good idea. I saw another writer do that and was impressed by how she handled it.
I won't see any royalties on SERVAL SON for at least three months so having to spend serious time on the launch has cut into the time I've been available (and sane) to write for clients. I'm glad that aspect of this launch is over. I still have to make myself available for interviews as requested, though... and respond to inquiries... and mail books out when I get them... I'll spend a lot more time promoting the book than I spent writing it--but that's par for the course for any writer who wants to make money. There's a lot to distract interested parties, so staying in their top 10 list of priorities is a never-ending challenge. By Thanksgiving (or a bit earlier) people will begin thinking about holiday gift-giving, so they'll be more amenable to asking for the book (if they want one) or getting the book if they want to give it as a gift. That's good.
You may want to visit my SERVAL SON shop at Cafepress.com and see if there's anything there you'd like to have (or give as gifts). I added some items today that I think you'll find intriguing... Hope so, anyway. So far I'm the only person who has bought anything!!! They came in and I LOVE them. I got a box of 20 note cards with Deaken (the cover photo minus the title, author and blurb). They are breathtaking. I also got a t-shirt to wear when I'm out and about to advertise the book and a beach tote to carry copies of the book in when I do a reading or a book signing at a library, bookstore, hotel, convention, or wherever...
Are there any exotic pet or regular pet conventions locally, I wonder? I wonder if local pet stores would carry copies or let me set up a table once in a while. I'll have to check into that...
I'm tired of thinking about all this. I need a nap. I hope some of you do some of the thinking for me and give me some ideas I haven't already thought of. That would be terrific!!!
I will ask others writers to help me on launch day. That's a good idea. I saw another writer do that and was impressed by how she handled it.
Friday, July 8, 2011
Living Life with "Christmas Tree Brain"--the Saga
Although I have never taken any kind of illegal drugs, I think I'm experiencing the same kind of weird ethereal sensation.
I have been saddled with what I'm calling "Christmas Tree Brain" ever since I got word that a boutique publisher wants to publish my newest manuscript SERVAL SON: Spots & Stripes Forever.
To all intents and purposes, I'm completely sane. I'm doing my copywriting job without a hitch, interacting as though nothing at all unusual is going on in my life. But every time I get a few minutes to myself--or as evening rolls around--I find my brain lit up like a Christmas tree, thinking about September 1st when I will hold my newest book in my hands.
A book I didn't self-publish.
Hey, the five books I self-published were terrific enough. I loved holding them in my hands. I loved reading the reviews and getting the emails from readers about them. Don't get me wrong.
But they were all MY doing. I mean, no publisher was beating down my door seeking a piece of the action. Their publication was my doing--paid for entirely by me. They looked good, they felt good. They were good!
This is even better. My brain won't stop lighting up like a blaring slot machine that's flashing some huge monetary number.
And (strangely enough) I'm not even thinking about what the success of this book could mean to my bank balance. That's so far down on the list, it's pathetic. (I really should put more stock in money than I do. But I never have, and I probably never will--which is why I usually have so little of it!) I didn't EXPECT to make much money on this book--I just needed to write it...for Deaken...because De said I should...and because I wanted to warn wild cat lovers about the kind of commitment they'll have to make if they get a wild cat (assuming they want to do it right.)
Try sleeping in a room with a loud, flashing slot machine ("Christmas Tree Brain") lighting up your cranium. It's next to impossible. It feels so great I can't sleep!
This afternoon I read the manuscript again--for the first time in a month. It's GOOD! It's FINE! It's...everything I hoped it would be.
And it was all mine, just like the other ones. I wrote every word. But now someone else has come alongside me and negotiated a piece of the action, dived in to format it, paid for my copyright, and is doing everything else (money-wise) that I thought I'd have to do to bring the book to market. Somebody in the know, with a great sense of business, wants to take a hit monetarily for a chance to win big with my book!
It feels a little miraculous!
It's enough to make me wish I were a gecko so I could hang upside down on the ceiling and do a happy dance without giving myself a serious concussion--or worse!
It just blows me away!
I have been saddled with what I'm calling "Christmas Tree Brain" ever since I got word that a boutique publisher wants to publish my newest manuscript SERVAL SON: Spots & Stripes Forever.
To all intents and purposes, I'm completely sane. I'm doing my copywriting job without a hitch, interacting as though nothing at all unusual is going on in my life. But every time I get a few minutes to myself--or as evening rolls around--I find my brain lit up like a Christmas tree, thinking about September 1st when I will hold my newest book in my hands.
A book I didn't self-publish.
Hey, the five books I self-published were terrific enough. I loved holding them in my hands. I loved reading the reviews and getting the emails from readers about them. Don't get me wrong.
But they were all MY doing. I mean, no publisher was beating down my door seeking a piece of the action. Their publication was my doing--paid for entirely by me. They looked good, they felt good. They were good!
This is even better. My brain won't stop lighting up like a blaring slot machine that's flashing some huge monetary number.
And (strangely enough) I'm not even thinking about what the success of this book could mean to my bank balance. That's so far down on the list, it's pathetic. (I really should put more stock in money than I do. But I never have, and I probably never will--which is why I usually have so little of it!) I didn't EXPECT to make much money on this book--I just needed to write it...for Deaken...because De said I should...and because I wanted to warn wild cat lovers about the kind of commitment they'll have to make if they get a wild cat (assuming they want to do it right.)
Try sleeping in a room with a loud, flashing slot machine ("Christmas Tree Brain") lighting up your cranium. It's next to impossible. It feels so great I can't sleep!
This afternoon I read the manuscript again--for the first time in a month. It's GOOD! It's FINE! It's...everything I hoped it would be.
And it was all mine, just like the other ones. I wrote every word. But now someone else has come alongside me and negotiated a piece of the action, dived in to format it, paid for my copyright, and is doing everything else (money-wise) that I thought I'd have to do to bring the book to market. Somebody in the know, with a great sense of business, wants to take a hit monetarily for a chance to win big with my book!
It feels a little miraculous!
It's enough to make me wish I were a gecko so I could hang upside down on the ceiling and do a happy dance without giving myself a serious concussion--or worse!
It just blows me away!
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