Monthly Archives: January 2017

I’ve pushed the button, y’all.

Red Button
Done. It’s happening. We have liftoff.

I’ve been talking about this so long, some of you may have lost confidence that I’ve really written a book, but the time has come and I’ve sent my novel to print. Soon, very soon, it will be available as a paperback, as a Kindle download and/or as a simple pdf download.

All via Amazon. And I’ll have copies if you’d prefer a personal delivery or mailbox drop with a copy signed by the author (or arthur, if you pronounce it like Tom.) But don’t check yet: I’ll send you the link in a day or so. Maybe my website will juice you up in the meantime.

It’s been love-hate with Jaybird.

I’ve loved writing this book (all 10 years I’ve been working on it) but the thought of actually sending it out into the universe has been scary at times. So scary, in fact, that I freaked out around Thanksgiving (my self-imposed deadline) and tabled the project. I knew I’d come back around but I needed a break (and a confidence boost gratefully supplied last week by my book club’s final review, discussion and encouragement for a little more at the ending.)

I’ve decided to self-publish and here’s why.

Self-publishing simply means I’m doing this without a traditional publisher and without a  literary agent. I attended two writers’ conferences last year to learn more about the process and I met and pitched the story to three professionals. One wanted to publish it but wanted me to pay for them to design a cover (and I already like my cover) and their loose marketing plan (and I can at least do my own loose attempt myself). One took four months to tell me, “Great potential, but I don’t think I’m the right agent for this book.” And the third has yet to respond.

I’m not bossy. My ideas are just better.

I also heard horror stories about how long the process takes and about how once I did find and agent and publisher it could be years and they would most likely want to change the name of my book, my characters’ names and maybe the whole story itself.

So I’m loojaybird-frontcoverking to make this happen the crazy-ass way.

With luck. And LOTS of help from my friends.
So, I’m respectfully requesting (Read: begging) you to buy the book, read it and review it, please!! Moving a self-published book into the stratasphere (or even in to a moderate category of sales) is rare, but it’s happened. (Think: The Martian; Fifty Shades of Grey; Still Alice.) It often begins with attention via Amazon reviews: Positive reviews leads to more attention from Amazon to promote it and more chances that a traditional publisher might take notice and want to pick it up.

If you like it, please tell your friends. And ask them to tell their friends. If you see a post you like, please share. If you read and like, please offer a review. (You’re welcome to review if you don’t like too, it’s just not a goal for my loose marketing plan.)

I’ll send you the link as soon as it’s ready.  Meanwhile, take a look at this. Please bookmark it, memorize it, share it, or just click and look around. It’s another way you’ll be able to purchase a copy of “Jaybird’s Song” when the ink is dry.

Most gratefully and sincerely, K

Testing my chops.

I’ve decided that 2017 will be my year to be a more consistent blogger and the following is a test to see how mindless downloading of thoughts might work:

2017 will be my year for radishes. And good bourbon.

Both have intrigued my tastebuds of late and I’ve decided to make them highlights of my palete for the year. 2016 worked out pretty well with fennel and Tom Yum soup, both of which are favorite go-tos, so I have high hopes for radishes. And good bourbon.

2017 will be my year for more mindful fun.

Thank God “The Bachelor” jumped the shark. I can finally delete that time-waste from my life. Instead, I’m adding in more puzzles and board games with friends. I’ve realized that jigsaw puzzles are a great use of time, especially when shared with a daughter or friend. Conversations are fun and fluid and cell phone gazing is not even a part of it. Per my suggestion, my birthday club has made a plan to sub out some of our dinners at California Pizza Kitchen to game nights with pizza delivery in 2017. I’m predicting the memories of those nights will be more vivid. I’m solidly sticking to “This is Us,” “Nashville” and probably “Scandal” though, and any signs of canceling those shows will have me marching the streets. I really miss “The Good Wife,” by the way.

I’m eliminating cable knit.

It really doesn’t look good on anyone, especially me.

I’m sticking with the positive, the energetic and the patriotic.

I’ve heard all I can stand to hear from the right, the left, the fake and the in-between. I’m interested in gleaning my energy from people with ideas instead of gripes,  sharing my time with people that emit class instead of ugliness and filthy insults and surrounding myself with those with hope and confidence instead of doom.

I used to wish I could be as poised and articulate as Ashley Judd. I think she forgot she was speaking about another human, but human rights and dignity are bedrock and everyone deserves theirs, Ashley. Your poise and articulate style are gifts, and could have been used to share your opinion in a thoughtful, classy way, but you blew it. And you brought down the bar another notch too, and Lord knows, we didn’t need that.

2017 will be my year to blog. To catch up. To publish my novel. To love and learn and play more games.

Download complete. I may think of more stuff, but that’s where consistent blogging works. Besides, it’s 5 am and I’m ready to go back to bed.