Somedays are diamonds, Other days… Not so much…

It’s been one of ‘those’ days.  I think all creative people have them – the ones where they struggle through with barely a creative thought.  In my case, in editing Book Three of the Nememiah Chronicles, I’ve spent most of the day considering whether I’m actually any good at this.

The answer today?  Conclusively, positively, hopelessly not.  What on earth made me think I could write a novel anyway?  A person can write all their lives, but still, in the end, only manage to produce drivel.  
Perhaps there’s too much on my mind.  Between kids (too many), money (not enough), job worries (husband needing to change jobs and the probability that in all likelihood I’m going to have to give up on writing and get one) it’s probably not much wonder I’m having doubts about my abilities.  
Writing is what I want to do.  In fact, it’s all I’ve every wanted to do.  But the prospect of leaving the house and finding something which pays is looming ever larger on the horizon.  At which point, I’m certain, any creativity I’ve ever had will disappear, never to be seen again.  Which doesn’t make me particularly special – it makes me like probably 95% of authors in the world.  Of course, there are the famous ones, like J.K. Rowling, Stephen King etc. etc., who are making a mint and gotten world fame to boot.  Pretty certain I’ll never be in that league 😛  
Despite all this, there’s lots to be thankful for in my life, which my darling husband was trying to convince me over the weekend.  We have four wonderful, perfect, pleasant and polite young adults that we created, a roof over our heads, food on the table.  We have one another, and have done for nearly thirty years.  We’ve had good times and like most everyone else on the planet, we’ve had bad times.  We’re very lucky.
So really, I should brush myself off, consider myself lucky and be thankful for what I do have.

The Paperback Edition is Out!!

I’m delighted to announce the paperback edition of The Nememiah Chronicles – Knowledge Revealed is now available to order from Createspace!  Click on the cover below to place your order.
It will become available on Amazon in the next few days, so I’ll let you know when 🙂
Thanks so much to everyone who’s waited so patiently for the paperback edition to come out – Happy Reading! 



Sometimes, you just have to sit down and focus for five minutes…

Procrastination is one of my best things.  No, really.

Having gotten ‘The Nememiah Chronicles – Knowledge Revealed’, the first book in my series prepared and published, you would think that I might have gotten into the swing of things with continuing my working pattern.  The husband and I had discussed the fact that I needed to settle down into a routine with writing, editing and publishing – he suggested I need to consider it as my ‘career’ and set down time accordingly to work each day.

“Wonderful,” I thought.  “What a brilliant idea.”

And it would be, if only I could convince myself to do so.

Part of the problem, admittedly, is the fact that it is currently school holidays in this part of the world.  Having the Gang of Four home creates a certain increase in workload which shoots my concentration all to hell.  And the workload has absolutely nothing to do with writing… it has a whole lot more to do with housework.

For instance, the kitchen.  When the Gang of Four are at school, I clean up the kitchen after they’ve headed off for the day and it remains fantabulously neat and tidy until they return home at the end of the day.  When they’re home?  Not so much.  Despite the obviousness of the facilities – the dishwasher is the big white thing, the bin is the thing over in the corner and all you have to do is push your foot on the pedal and the lid opens –     the Gang of Four can’t figure it out.  Nor can they get a glass out when they want a drink and use it for a second time.  Consequently, by lunchtime, there is a delightful pile of used glasses and cups sitting on the benches.  Lunchtime brings it’s own nightmares – plates, knives (lots, because nobody can reuse a knife for the second time), empty tuna tins, the ties of the bread bag – nothing gets put anywhere but on the benches, ready for Mum to come and sort it out.  Yelling, grumbling, steam coming out of my ears… nothing seems to work to remedy the situation.

Besides that example, there’s the continual round of “Mum, can you take me….”,  “Can you give me a lift to….”, “Can I have….”, “Where is….” – it’s a never-ending cycle with no room for mundane little things like editing or even more fun, writing some new stuff.  Add to that, the organising for going back to school, preparing for the eldest two members of the Gang heading off to Tertiary education, the normal household stuff and there don’t seem to be a lot of spare minutes in the day.

But having blamed the Gang of Four and a lot of other things for my indiscretions, I have to admit to my most cardinal sin.  Procrastination.  Even when I do sit down, thinking I’ll do some work, I manage to fiddle-faddle around to the point where I don’t get anything done.  Editing is not my favourite thing.  Granted, I don’t think it is any writer’s favourite thing.  Consequently, when I sit down to do some editing, I manage to do lots of other things.  The number one procrastinating enabler?  Facebook.  I’ve been known to work through a paragraph… go and check Facebook… work through the next paragraph… go and check Facebook… make a cuppa… go and write some comments on Facebook… type a couple of amendments .. go and play a quick game on Facebook…

You can see a pattern developing, can’t you?

Add to this, my love of reading.  And research for books to be written in the future.  And watching antique shows on Foxtel.  And daydreaming about the characters in my head, whom are (im)patiently waiting for me to get around to their stories.

I’ve been editing the second book in the series for some time now.  I have to have it ready for my beta readers by the beginning of February, in preparation for publishing in March.  I had eighty pages left to do on Monday, seventy eight pages left to do on Tuesday, the same amount to do on Wednesday (yeah, it was a bad day!), fifty pages left to do by last night (yesterday was a good day!).  And here on Friday evening, I still have a grand total of fifty pages to get through.

On that note, I should go and do some editing…  hmmm, haven’t checked Facebook for a while….

Facebook and Twitter and Blogger….oh my!

Okay.  One of the things I have to get my head around, on this journey to being a self-published author is publicity.  The question I asked myself?  How do I publicize myself in the best possible way, reaching as many people as possible?

Obviously I’ve made the first step with a Facebook page.  (Which is coming along quite nicely, I might add – thanks!)

What is the second step?  It was one question I didn’t rightly know the answer to, so of course, I reached for my trusty ‘I have a question and I don’t know the answer’ fall-back position.


You know, it occurs to me that there isn’t a question Google can’t answer.  Oh, of course, the obvious fault is that the answer you get might not be a true answer.  You can’t always believe what you read on the internet.

But for myself, starting out on this journey, it’s proving to be a lifesaver.  The two most highly suggested ways of publicizing appear to be Facebook and a blog.  I already had the Facebook covered… now I needed a blog.  For some of my friends and family on Facebook, they may well be delighted that I’ve discovered blogging; more than once I’ve had complaints regarding the size of my status updates being more like a small book than an update.  For that I apologize, but I find it nearly impossible to write a small update.  And I don’t want to bore people with the ‘I had sausages for dinner last night’ updates.  That just isn’t my style.  If I’m going to give people an insight into my life and times, it’s going to be on my terms.  I, for one hooted with delight when Facebook removed the maximum sizing on Facebook status updates, which had been the bane of my life when posting.

So here I am with Part ‘B’ of the publishing journey – a blog.  A lot of the time, it will likely be a rambling prose as most of my updates on Facebook have been.  But I hope it will help to get my books out there into public view as well.  

As for Twitter?  Nah, not so much.  Probably because you have that word limit thing again, which puts a serious dent in my updates.  Can I tell you everything I want to in short and sweet little 100+ odd characters?  Not likely.  But who knows, I never say never, and if I get my book published and sell all of two copies, maybe I’ll be forced to add the Twitter path to my arsenal…. 🙂

Well, here I am….

Settling into the idea of being a self-published author is not the easiest thing to do.  Two days into the madness and I’m trying to figure out what will be the right amount of publicity.  How much is too much?  How much is not enough?

It’s the equivalent of walking blindfolded through a room filled with mousetraps.
Consequently, I’ve decided to start slowly and work my way up to brilliance.  As my own editor, publisher, copywriter, agent and publicity officer – I figured I’d start with a Facebook page and a blog.  See how that pans out.

The reaction to the Facebook page has been brilliant – family and friends have come out in droves to support me, which I greatly appreciate 🙂
Now I’m gonna try and figure out the rest in the countdown to publishing in January 2013.
If I don’t think about it too hard, I’m sure I’ll probably be just fine…