It’s one thing to blog because your book’s out. Mine is. That’s exciting on its own, but to have it make it to the USA Today website for new historical releases… That’s killer.
And speechless. Here’s the link to the site, if you’re curious.
And if you want to know what the book’s about, here’s that too!
And here’s where you’ll find it: http://amzn.to/15riI4J
Seasons of Exile
1922 war-ravaged Europe.
Two young women exiled from their country, refugees amongst their own countrymen.
Can these two women find love and their way home amongst treachery and betrayal?
Turkey in 1922 is a dangerous place for young Greek women. A treaty between two nations puts Petra and Marina in a disguise and on a boat bound for Athens, Greece—refugees from a hostile nation and unwanted among their own people.
Following her father’s wishes, Marina is headed to a convent to become a nun until her father disappears after the treaty is signed. Decision and circumstance strand her on an island as the houseguest of a mysterious stranger. Exploring her surroundings she discovers an orphanage that holds as many secrets as the stranger she’s falling in love with.
Petra has a wanderer’s spirit that refuses to be tamed, even by the young soldier who’s proposed to her. Never satisfied with simple aspirations, like marrying and bearing children, she finds herself an outcast, working in an opium den amongst government dissidents and ne’er-do-wells. She didn’t count on attracting the attention of human-traffickers, and her blond hair and fair skin mark her for abduction.
Can Petra and Marina find love and their way home amongst treachery and betrayal?
Based on one family’s history, Seasons of Exile is a love story and a historical about betrayal, heartbreak, and redemption.
Seasons of Exile is an emotionally charged ride across two countries and the Aegean Sea.
Things don’t always land in your lap. In fact, they rarely do. You have to reach out and grab them. You have to beat the other guy to the prize sometimes. It doesn’t always make you the most popular one in the bunch, but then again, just because you grabbed it doesn’t mean you can’t share it.
Yeah, that sounded random. I often can, it’s not that I’m random. Its that from the time I conceived that thought and typed it I had a few connecting ideas, but unfortunately in my typical way, I opted against sharing. I’m working on sharing. I really am. But though words are my love, I’ve been hurt by them before. So sometimes, I guard them. Fiercely. Passionately. So if I deliver what feels like half a message… it’s because I was reluctant to share the other half. I’m working on it. I am.
To another topic….
So, the concepts. Eat Read Rate (ERR) and All Things Words (ATW). Wow, these two entities take up more of my time than a boyfriend would.
What are they? ERR is the reader-based side of what I wanted to put into effect. Having writers touch readers in a personal way, and at the same time, making writers accessible to readers—their fans. It’s in this spirit that we’re featuring our first couple of events. http://www.eatreadrate.com/
Then there’s the other side. ATW. http://www.allthingswords.com/
The purpose of this is to put resources at the fingertips of people who aren’t in the higher-priced, dues-based, occasionally cliquish groups. So we are doing it starting from the bottom up. One writer at a time. Doing little workshops. Putting contests, conferences, call for submissions on the website.
I hope that those writers who are in the know will be kind enough to email me updates so that I can keep our calendar full of all these events that most writers don’t have access to.
It’s late. And I’m on the boring side. What if… what if I do something bold and share a couple of paragraphs of my first chapter of my ‘sin book. Sin as in assassin. Not as in sinner. 😛
Here I go. Not blogging. Growl.
I have bloggers! ATW has Rusty. Known him for a while now. Met through a writing group in the Woodlands. The man can write. And blog. And put emotions on paper. That part makes me jealous. But that’s why he’s blogging and I’m journaling. He’s cool. He’s a great blogger. Hell, he hooked me.
Got a blogger for ERR. Melissa.
Here’s how she ended up joining the group. Jan and I met her at Starbucks. Jan does ERR and ATW with me. I think I mentioned that before. Or I should have. Here it goes:
“Why does Melissa think she’s meeting you? What did you tell her?” Jan asked.
Shoot. I wished she hadn’t. The way my meeting with Melissa today came about—odd.
“I messaged her on FB. That I wanted to talk to her about a project.” I laughed when I said it, realizing how ludicrous this was. I’d never even so much as said hi to Melissa before today. We’re FB friends. We all know what that can mean at times—it’s a friend- of- friends-thing usually. And here we were about to make her an offer that I think (no, I’m pretty sure) lots would be interested in. An offer which would put a lot in her hands.
Jan was silent for a few preggers seconds. “That’s it?” I think she’d been holding her breath.
So, up walks Melissa—some coffee drink in hand—looks at Jan (I know they know one another. Don’t know how well) then looks at me. Her first words: “Did you feel you need back up?”
Aha! That was a cool moment for me. That did it. That affirmed in me why Melissa is here. Or will be here. Soon. Whenever she’s ready.
You’re thinking: Okay, where’s here. Here is as our main blogger on Eat Read Rate. I scoured blogs. I watched people. That’s what I do. I’m a people watcher. This woman can write. She can share. She has passion. She loves writing. She believes in what we’re doing.
She’ll interview writers. Have guest bloggers, and throw out all kind of stuff that you’ll find interesting. And you’ll leave her comments. You’ll stimulate conversation. You’ll make requests. We’ll do our best to make those become a reality.
What more can readers of books and blogs ask for?
I think she’s what we need—you and I.
See if I’m right.
I’ve been remiss in writing. So much is going on. Found this awesome, cool place to use as a venue. I’ll get more into that after I’ve talked to them to solidify a relationship. I’ve been so busy doing stuff to get ATW and ERR ready that I don’t spend any time writing about it.
Okay that is partially true. The other part? I’m private, in many ways. A nomad, mostly solo. So yes, there are things in the works. No, I’m not ready to push them to the public forefront. I only need a few more days. Until then I’m going into stealth mode to work on it. I will deliver the goods—but not prematurely. Until later.
The year of the dragon.
First I’ll make a claim…
I’m not much into Chinese mythology or religion. Why would I be? It’s not something I grew up with. I’m not Oriental or Asian. Unless you count the Mongol warriors that I’m pretty sure are in my family tree—way back there.
I was in an Asian Antique store yesterday. Pretty cool. And they have all these different animals for different years. I was born in the Year of the Dragon.
So I wikied it. And yes, I used wiki as a verb. Sue me. Just like I use Googled as a verb.
Anyway. It seems even within Years of the Dragon, there’s different kinds of dragons. In my case, I’m a Wood Dragon.
So here’s what wiki said:
Wood attributes are considered to be strength and flexibility, as with bamboo. It is also associated with qualities of warmth, generosity, co-operation and idealism. The Wood person will be expansive, outgoing and socially conscious. The wood element is one that seeks always to grow and expand. Wood heralds the beginning of life, springtime and buds, sensuality and fecundity. Wood needs moisture to thrive.
Hmmm… Yeah, okay. I see parts of me in that. Especially with my project. Yes, the VENTURE. Let’s just call it ATW (short for All Things Words, in case you’ve slept since the last blog).
And yes, I remember I promised to tell you a little bit about it. How about a picture. I’ll take one of the website. And I’ll put it up here. Remember. It’s preliminary. Oh, who am I kidding. Like anyone’s gonna see it!