Cows Of Steveston: Julia is warm and nurturing, often seen as the mediator amongst her group of friends. She enjoys fine dining, short walks along the beach, and also the occasional dirty joke.
Well, it is May 5th. However, other than acknowledging the date, I have no great thoughts on the matter. But no doubt, as May the Fourth Be With You comments abounded on social media yesterday, today we’ll be bombarded with pictures of sombreros and margaritas. And somehow this massive regurgitation of frippery will make us feel more connected.
I don’t blame social media for our reliance on visual sound bites as it would appear twitter et al, are more a symptom of peoples’ lowered attention spans rather than the cause. And cultural topics like Star Wars, celebrity deaths, National Cat/Bacon/Hug Your Second Cousin/Pastfarion Days all give people something other than intolerance and hatred to bond over.
What is scary is the reliance on social media and electronics to fill the void previously filled with physical social interaction. While we used to have much fewer friends, limited mainly to the ones living within walking or bike-riding distance when we were kids and expanding as our modes of transportation improved, now our friends can number in the hundreds, spanning the globe. And yet we probably have never, and will never, actually meet many of them. And due to the amount of time spent with our virtual friends we have less time for friends we can actually see and touch.
But it is exciting that through internet connections, we can meet and exchange thoughts with vast numbers of people from differing backgrounds and social stratas. This should help us develop more empathy and understanding towards other cultures. It should open our minds to new ideas and ways of viewing life and morality. And maybe it does. But mostly we seem to gravitate to others already sharing our worldview and use their beliefs to bolster our long-held prejudices.
And people are becoming more polarized, me towards others railing against tea party/conservative/gun-toting knuckledraggers, and others favoring these same regressive slime. (It’s my blog, I don’t have to give equal time to various ideologies) And as religious fundamentals of all ilks strive to repress women in almost every country, and the wealthy rulers of the world buy more politicians to cement their exalted positions, technology is wielded as a weapon to combat dissent. Meanwhile, us mindless plebes continue to isolate ourselves behind computer screens anesthetized by adorable kitty videos and made-up celebrations.
Oh, and by the way, Happy Cinco de Mayo!!!
Book Launch day is always exciting. You struggle for so long to write the book. Then there is the full round of edits with critique partners. (thanks especially to author Jacqui Nelson for all her hard work on ALL my books) After that you send your novel to an editor and hope they like it enough to want to publish it.
But wait, you’re still not done. Once the editor accepts your novel then you work with them on more edits, book blurb and cover art. And then, again, you wait until your publisher has a time to slot your release into the line-up of books they have coming out.
So by the time your baby is available to the public to buy, a year or so has passed and you’ve been working on numerous other projects. Your mind is now in a different place than when you first thought, ‘hey, what if the brother bites a woman, but she decides she doesn’t want to be a werewolf? can she fight off the inevitable fur balls?’
Suddenly you struggle to remember all those half-baked marketing ideas you thought were funny way back when–Werewolf Cook Book, yes or no? (can I find that many ways to cook a steak? will anyone care?) Fridge or car magnets with Werewolves Gone Wild, My Werewolf Ate my Homework, or Werewolf on Board. Free book with every can of dog food donated somewhere? Or maybe the dreaded bookmarks?
Invariably I toss out most of my genius selling plans, and instead just post, ‘Please buy my book!’ on various social media sites and write blog posts.
But regardless of how much promo I do, I am excited that my story about Robert and Ella is available because, damn it! I really like this one. And I hope you’ll read it and like it, too. In fact I hope you love it enough to write a review on Amazon or wherever you buy it as reviews seem to be the Best publicity, money can’t buy.
Thanks for visiting my website and feel free to hoist a few glasses of champagne (or wine, beer, whatever you fancy) to my latest book to venture out into the real world!
So today I’m participating in the My Sexy Saturday Blog Hop where romance authors offer seven words/sentences or paragraphs from their novels–published or works in progress–for your enjoyment. My excerpt today is from my soon to be released werewolf/rom/com, First Bite is the Deepest. Just a little snippet of my hero and heroine getting to know each other.
After reading my snippet, please comment and then pop over to check out all the other authors’ offerings. Happy Saturday!
First Bite is the Deepest
She blushed a pale pink. It must be hard to lie with such translucent skin. “Our photographer is a sex kitten. I figured you two would run off together and I’d get stuck with the bill.”
He laughed. “Now you’re being too honest. Besides I’d never do that. Werewolves aren’t exactly fond of kittens, sexy or not.”
A look of doubt crossed her face then she smiled. “Phew. Because I haven’t the foggiest idea where we are or how I’d get home from here.”
“Right.” He shook his finger at her. “So don’t you be asking me any tough questions, young lady.”
“Okay.” Her eyes shone with mischief. “And what am I not supposed to ask you about?”
“That’s sneaky but I won’t bite.”
“You already did, that’s why we’re here.”
And here’s the link to the other authors participating.
Just got the cover art for my new April release, First Bite is the Deepest! With a few choice images, font and colours, the cover artist managed to convey that the book is a male/female, Werewolf Romantic Comedy. (that is a genre, right?) Anyway, without further ado, here’s the cover to my new book!
And if you want to read the prequel to this novel to tide you over until it comes out in April, why not pick up a copy of Love at First Sniff? You can read the first chapter and then buy it on Amazon or Barnes&Noble.com.
People ask why I write and there’s only one answer. Because it’s fun. I’ve always enjoyed playing, ‘what if?’ Writing allows me to make up wild tales, rewrite real life events to my preferred conclusions, and spend hours in make-believe without being branded a liar or crazy. And I come from a long line of writers. My mother was a news journalist, her two uncles were editors of major newspapers and I have several vanity press books from the early 20th century written by relatives. So I guess the ink is in my blood. The more fitting question I would assume is, ‘why do I want others to read my literary postulations?’ Early on I had dreams of writing The Great Canadian Novel and winning major book prizes. It was to be a validation that yes, baby Nora does have a brain. As the youngest child in a family of five, I did have to struggle to be heard. But, I hear you interrupting, smut, even Elegant Smut, does not win prizes. Well yes, I realize that. But it does get published, and in vast quantities. The other main reason I write smut is that old axiom, write what you know… Of course looking at the current two books I’m flogging, a werewolf love story and a paranormal firefighter you might wonder how I know about these things. Well I do rely on asking friends about their experiences – many thanks to my hairy, growling best friend from high school. And for other things I have to rely on my imagination. I imagine how others could run into burning buildings, certainly not me! Eventually I would still like to write the most incredible book ever, but right now, I’m just enjoying writing and seeing where it takes me. I hope you’ll go on this journey with me…