Drum roll please………I give you the cover for the last book in the Lost Guardian series Time of Prophecy
I absolutely love it!
Like I’ve said before, writer’s block is a b****. Today I sat down at my computer and just stared at the page. Nothing. I re-read what I already wrote. Nothing. I tried to do some free writing…nothing. SIGH!
I even BSed around and cleaned up some of the files on my computer but the muses have abandoned me. I wallow in my despair, trying to figure out how in the world did I offend our lovely ladies of the arts and search for the means to get back into their good graces.
I thought about reorganizing my bookcase, but as I stared at it, I realized that the only way to clean it up is to get a new bookcase. Mind you, the top row is double stacked and I have three complete series on top.
Hello, my name is Kristen and I am addicted to books and I don’t want any help. Honestly, I don’t know where I would be without books. They have been the one constant in my life for as long as I can remember. I don’t even remember learning how to read. One of my first memories is me picking up a book and reading it. I can’t tell you what it was about, but I remember reading it. I have swam with dolphins and walked the ancient streets of Egypt. I have learned magic and fought against monsters. I earned a knighthood and found love. I learned new words and learned to see the world with new eyes. I love books more than I can possibly say, that’s probably why I became an author. I want to be part of that wonderful world. So here’s to you all my fellow bibliophiles! My our to read piles never be complete!
When I was in my teen’s my favorite show was Gilmore Girls. I have many a fond memory of my mother and I curled up on the couch watching the show. I often dreamed of being like Rory. She was smart, funny, and very much her own person. While surfing around the internet one day I came across a list of books from my favorite tv show. The list had every book ever mentioned on the show. Now, of course a few of them aren’t real but the vast majority are. So I have decided to embark on a new challenge…to read the entire list if plausible. I copied the list and printed it out. Then I went over it to see if I could already check off some books. About ten down only 380 some more to go!
Here’s the link in case you too want to embark on a literary journey. Good luck my friends! Rory Gilmore’s Reading List
The two more dreaded words in an author’s world are writer’s block, or otherwise known as when our imaginary friends stop talking to us. I’ve been pretty fortunate lately. Even on days when I really didn’t feel like writing, I could without too much trouble and once I got into the groove of things, it all turned out pretty well. Alas, I should have known that could not always be so easy. The WB monster has finally caught up with me.
Yesterday I could not for the life of me even get a single….I repeat single word out. I rewrote a paragraph four times, often stumbling after two sentences. I had to face the realization that yesterday was not going to be a writing day. But in order to not feel like an utter failure, I managed to pound out a small scene. Hey at least it was something. With my work abandoned what was I to do with the rest of my day? I must remind you, that I’m on summer break so I have then entire day to do whatever I wish….
I’m not ashamed to confess that I wandered around my house for probably a good ten minutes until I figured out what to do. In case you didn’t know, in addition to writing, I also like to do crafts and whatnot. But most of my projects tend to fall by the wayside. I stared at the fabric my aunt bought for me. When she saw it, she thought of me. I had intended to turn it into a couple of throw pillows. I had even gotten fluff for it. Well since I wasn’t writing, then I guess I would sew. The pillows turned out pretty cute, although I’m not completely finished yet. I’m still debating on whether or not to add a button in the middle. But cute either way.
Well that led to one craft after another. I did get caught up on a couple of project, so I guess that writer’s block can be ok…..sometimes.
As an author, there’s nothing I love more than to create new, fantastic worlds from nothing. Well, almost nothing, most of stories in the world came from a tiny seed of thought. Whether it’s a scene playing out like a movie in your head (me) or just something that comes pouring out of you while your doing something else (also me), these ideas implant themselves into your mind and with careful nurturing, become the stories that we all know and love.
But that’s only one way.
The other way is not as pleasant. Some seeds implant but never sprout for one reason or another. Sometimes the only way to get them to do anything is through a complete and vicious destruction of everything around it. Now I know some people may balk at this idea but it’s the truth. Take was the ever talented Ms. Rowling said in her video here.
So plant your seeds whenever you can, in the best conditions and in the worst. You never know just what will become of them.
This past fourth, my husband and I made the trek up to New Jersey to spend a week with his family. His grandma had flown in from Russian and that was the first time she had seem my hubby since he left 13 yrs ago. It was a fun trip. I would have more but the other pics are under my hubby’s google account and I cant’ remember the password.
As an aspiring author, especially a self published one, finding the way to get our book(s) in to the hands of readers is a challenge. I look at New York Times best sellers and #1 indie author’s and wonder just how in the world they manage to pull it off. I mean which god did they sacrifice to in order to get their books into enough people’s hands that they climbed to the top of one of the hardest ladders to climb?
There is a point to this rant I promise.
As I near completion of my third book Time of Prophecy which is also the last book in the Lost Guardian series, I’m wracking my brain over how to generate more interest in my novels. Well I delved into the trusty internet in search of an answer. Now, I’ve always wanted to be a brick and mortar author not really a digital author, like I am now. So I found a sweet local book store that prided themselves on supporting indie authors. If I lived in a cartoon world, my eyes would have turned into hearts. Sadly, it was not to be. But hey, rejection is an unfortunate aspect of this industry.
I went home and cried for a bit. I’m not going to lie. However, I refuse to give in. Plus it wasn’t like they didn’t want to help. They just didn’t like the venue that I use to publish my books. They can’t make money off it, I get it, they have to run a business too. They told me about some other companies I could use and they said that if I choose to use them then they would love to carry my novels.
Silver lining people. Perhaps it’s time to change up game and follow the advice of Miss Talyor Swift and shake it off! Later people!
For as long as I can remember, there has been this thirst in me to see the world and all its wonders. I’m not just talking about the ancient structures or the typical tourist things (not that there’s anything wrong with them) but the colorful tapestry that is mankind. I love experiencing different cultures and learning how they see the world and their place in the universe. And honestly, I think that’s where we are failing. I see it on the news and hear it in passing conversations. There’s too much talk about “them” and not enough about “us”. No matter where or how you grew up our drives are all the same. We want a good like for our family and our people. Ok time for me to get off my soap box.
The main reason why I wanted to post today was because the travel bug has attacked me with a vengeance. Just recently, my husband’s babushka came to visit all the way from Uzbekistan. Now for those of you who do not know, Uzbek used to be part of Soviet Russia, so his grandma considers herself Russian.
I felt bad not being able to talk to her because I don’t speak Russian and she doesn’t speak English. Thank goodness for Google Translate. It may not be 100% correct, but we were able to carry on a small conversation. By the end of the visit my husband once again broached the subject of getting our passports. We always talk about getting them but never do anything further (a bad habit of ours) but now, I think, we might finally do it. There are too many places that I want to see in this world. Too many things that I want to do and too many new flavors I want to savor. It’s time and past for me to get a passport, pack my bags, and live like the gypsy that I was always meant to be.
Here’s where I want to go:
Drink a pint in Ireland.
Ride a horse through the Scottish highlands
Marvel at the ruins of Ancient Rome
Sail along the Mediterranean Sea
Be in the Red Square while it snows
Visiting the temples in China
See Mt Everest (I’m not crazy enough to climb it)
Walk where the Pharaohs once walked
Dine on top of the Eiffel Tower
That’s not everything but just a small list of the places I want to go to some day.
Until next time my people!
I know I am very much guilty of this. I highly doubt that there is a single person in this world who doesn’t compare themselves to other people. Sibling rivalry ring a bell? And honestly I don’t really think it’s all that bad, but I do have to agree that the best person to compare yourself against is you. We know what we had to overcome to reach where we are. We simply don’t know that about other people. They may have gone through hell and back and are now finally on the up swing.
I know that I have made plenty of mistakes and had my fair share of failures, but I’ve gotten over them and am all the better for it. I’ve come a long way on my path to be a better author, better wife, better person and I know that I’m not done yet. I’m hella proud of the achievements that I have made.
So stop worrying about what the people around you have. Instead focus on how you can become a better version of yourself.