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Interview With A Future Star?

My 10-minute video interview (cut down from 43 minutes) will be released soon. I think it’s pretty good. I’d love to upload it for you, but WordPress says its too large. Too bad. Oh, well. Here’s the book cover, in case I haven’t posted it yet.

On The Next Level

This will be short, because I’ve got to go to bed, soon. Early day, tomorrow.

So I had the video interview. As Jim Masters said it would be, it was so much fun! Only one thing, though. The camera really does put pounds on you. I looked like a damned whale. No wonder TV and movie folks are so little and skinny. In front of a camera, they look normal.

The interview went well. I wasn’t nervous, or anything, it was as if the camera wasn’t even there. Jim and I just talked about my writing life and my book. I was pleasantly surprised.

All right, that’s enough. Time for beddy-bye, or as a friend of mine says, “the bed-thingy.” Whatever you want to call it, I’m in it.

Holla!

Work Continues Apace

Blog tour materials completed. Talking to my marketing guy tonight. The Underground 2nd Edition shipped off to editor. Now to continue work on Jahannan’s Children (really gotta change that title since the book is totally different now). But I have to say, rereading Edition 1 of The Underground has been really helpful. So many little details I’d forgotten. They will not be mentioned in the second edition per se, but it will help me remember that a character would not do such a thing.

Oh–by the way, here’s the link to my new website. Still not finished, but it will be pretty soon!

http://www.roxannebland.rocks

Cover Story

Contacted my designer for a new cover for The Underground. Actually, it’ll be a lot like the old cover, except better rendered. Jeez, that old cover is horrible! I just couldn’t make those people understand what I wanted. Hmm…kind of like the first cover for The Moreva of Astoreth.

So I sent the manuscript for the revised The Underground to the editor. We’ll see what she thinks of it. It shouldn’t require too much editing, but the key word here is shouldn’t. Everyone has their own style. Meanwhile, I’m going to leave it alone. I mean, really. I’ve some ideas for a couple more chapters, but I’ll write them separately, rather than dropping them into the existing MS. I think we really need some closure for Isadore Drummond, the morran elf. He’s got two chapters, so in the third, he either dies, or finds another child needing rescue from the riots. I don’t know–have to think about it. I mean, I hate killing off characters, especially since I consider them my friends. But if they have to go, then they have to go.

I also finished all my materials for the The Moreva of Astoreth blog tour. It’s running from September 7th through the 26th. Wow–six guest posts! Plus a top 10, plus interviews. I looked at the blog hosts, and found something rather funny. Deal Sharing Aunt is on the tour, and she’s going to do a review. She’s already done one, for the last blog tour. Gave me… Continue reading

Goodreads Giveaway

Well, the giveaway is almost over. Only hours left. There are almost 900 folks requesting a copy, which makes me feel pretty good, that there’s interest out there. One young man asked that if he doesn’t win (which he probably won’t) that I send him a signed copy. My first thought was to say “you buy it, send it to me, and I’ll sign it.” Then I thought, what the hey? It won’t kill me to send one book. Besides, it’s not like I don’t have a half-ton of them here. And it’s one less I have to store.

In other news, I’ve almost decided to rewrite The Underground before I finish the sequel. It keeps knocking at my head. Maybe I can work on both at the same time. It’s not going to take much to revise The Underground. Well, I don’t think it’s going to take much. Anyway, I’ve put out feelers as to whether there’s a service that can turn the book into a Word document. It’s a big book–457 pages–so I’m going to have to put out some real bucks for that. Better do it while I have the money, you know?

As for the radio interview, The Authors show broadcasts on 5 channels, and I’ll be on number 5. It starts at 12:01 AM Eastern, and runs for 24 hours. So don’t be alarmed if you think you’ve missed it. As long as you tune in on August 10, you won’t. And I’m almost certain… Continue reading

Out of the Brains of Babes

I’m sitting in my office, sort of musing over my life. I remember being in my 20s, thinking about middle age (and wondering if I’d make it–at the rate I was going, it was questionable). I remember thinking to myself that if I did make it to middle age, I wanted to own and drive around in an antique sports car.

Well, guess what. I survived. What’s more, I’m now middle aged, and I own an antique sports car. I bought it while I was in my 30s. It never occurred to me that I might still have the car 21 years later.

What brought this on? I have to take it in for a vehicle emissions inspection. But this will be the last time. I will get historic tags (where I live, cars with historic tags no longer have to go through inspection). She’s historic. Sometimes I feel historic. We can be historic relics together.

Her name is Mrs. Peel.

Guilty As Charged?

I read an interesting thread on Goodreads the other day. The OP asked if anyone felt guilty on days they didn’t write. She said she did.

If I don’t write, I certainly don’t feel guilty about it. I used to, but then I realized that there are instances when I just won’t have the time–or the inclination–to write. I think one of the greatest frauds perpetrated on new writers is that they have to write every day to become better. While I believe everyone who writes needs to practice to become better writers–just like musicians have to practice to become better on their instruments–I don’t think skipping a day or two or even a week is going to damn you to mediocrity forever. Because of various events in my life, I’ve gone months without writing. While I market my books, I rarely write. To me, marketing itself is a full-time job. So is writing. And I have a full-time job, one that sometimes requires me to work on weekends and holidays. Something has to go, and it isn’t my day job. That means I have to make a choice. While I’m marketing, I don’t write. While I’m writing, I don’t market. I would love to pay someone to do all my marketing for me–I hate marketing, anyway–but I haven’t won the lottery in a while.

Is it frustrating? Yes. Sometimes I get itchy fingers, but the current situation–whatever that may be–just won’t allow for it. Take now, for instance. It’s… Continue reading

Christmas in July!

Dear Santa:

Normally, I don’t make Christmas wish lists, but this time I have to make an exception. You see, I’m an author, and am always looking for new experiences—grist for my mill, as it were. I work according to a five-year plan, so if you’ll grant my wishes this Christmas, I won’t bother you for the next five years. Sound like a good deal? Okay—this is what I wish:

Year 1. Seeing the world with Xena, Warrior Princess. I love to travel, and though these days my idea of camping out is any place without room service, and I’m getting a little old to sleep rough, I’m not so old that I can’t do it. At least for a while. And don’t forget the big bag practically overflowing with dinars. I usually travel with a certain minimum amount of cash on my person, but back then, automatic teller machines hadn’t been invented. Besides, if I had a bagful of cash, Xena might be more amenable to having a middle-aged tag-along. She may even let me ride Argo, her horse.

Year 2.  Gallivanting through time and space with Dr. Who. The TARDIS is a magnificent machine, and I’d love to get my hands on it. Well, maybe not. The good Doctor once said only he can operate it. Very well. Maybe he’ll teach me if I ask nicely enough. At any rate, exploring new worlds I’m sure will generate lots of ideas. And between the two of us, I think… Continue reading

It’s All About Marketing

The Moreva of Astoreth has been published. Now it’s time to market, the hardest job of all.

I hate marketing. It’s not that I don’t like putting myself out there, it’s mainly that it takes time away from writing. I have written anything on my work-in-progress in ages. It’s been so long I’ve forgotten what the book is about. Well, that’s not true.

Am I complaining? You bet. But I’d better stop before you decide you don’t want to read anymore.

So what am I doing? Posting my book in as many places as I can, for one. That’s a lot of posting, let me tell you. And there are so many places out there. I have to do it way more than once, lest I get lost in the babble. I’m also running giveaways. Completed one on Amazon not too long ago, and am contemplating running another one. Running a Goodreads giveaway at the moment. It ends on August 5, so you might want to enter now, before you forget. I’m also looking to create an author website. I know, I know–should have done that ages ago. Better late than never, though. Anyway, at least I’ve got my domain name–www.roxannebland.rocks. Is that cool, or what? As soon as I saw it, I knew I had to have it. Let’s see, what else? Oh–I’m doing a radio interview on July 30. I’ve done one before, and it was fun, much more fun than writing a blog interview. Speaking of blogs,… Continue reading

The Story Behind the Story

I’m sometimes asked where I came up with the idea for The Moreva of Astoreth.

It has its roots in a game a friend and I played in college. We collaborated on a story, taking turns. I don’t recall the details—it was more years ago than I care to remember—but it went something like this. A woman, the daughter of a king, is exiled from her homeland in the desert because she refused to marry a man the king had picked out for her. She travels north. After many adventures, she arrives at a village willing to take her in. The village chieftain is enamored of her, but does not want his people to know since she’s a stranger. The woman genuinely dislikes him. After being at each other’s throats for a period of time, the woman falls in love with him. The chieftain confesses his feelings. They marry.

Meanwhile, the woman’s father, feeling remorseful for exiling his daughter, gathers his army to go look for her. They wander from village to village, searching, but they do not find her. Concluding that his daughter must have headed north, turns in that direction. Still, they do not find her. Frustrated now, the king begins laying waste to every village he and his army come across. Finally, they arrive at the village where the woman is living. The king demands his daughter return with him. She refuses, telling him she is now married and happy. Her father threatens war. The chieftain accepts… Continue reading