Tuesday, October 25, 2011
That's exactly one month away. CRAZY.
Yup, it's still real.
November 25th is a new moon. I think that's a good omen. It's also Black Friday. I think that's a good omen too. I know Black Friday doesn't sound like it would be a good omen, but on that day I'm always with my mom shopping (and we always hit a Barnes & Noble) and find great deals. I have fond memories and feelings about Black Friday--especially this year.
If anyone would like to pre-order a copy, you can do so here.
Let the countdown begin! :)
Friday, October 21, 2011
Just wanted to show you what I did yesterday. I played at the beach! Well, it wasn't really playing. More like standing around and smiling while a friend took a hundred photos of me. (I mean, Tangled Tides is about merfolk, selkies and sirens. A beach photo was only appropriate.)
This one ended up as my new author photo for my book...This one is my favorite because you can see the beach and my feet in the water/sand...These others were just fun shots and I'll probably never do anything with them except share them here...
Do I look like an authentic mermaid author?
It was an overcast day with fast-moving clouds so the lighting kept changing, but it made for some cool shots.
I hope you all have a lovely weekend and get in lots of playtime!
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Goodies up for grabs: eCopies of all of Christy's books (her entire Maldito series as well as True North) and a $15.00 gift card to Amazon or iTunes (winner's choice).
Now I'll turn it over to Christy...
Hi, everyone! First, I’d like to tell Karen thank you for allowing me to have some space in her world. I’ve actually been following her blog for a very long time and felt a kinship with her immediately. Not only because she’s a fellow Floridian, but also because when she described how she met her characters the first time as a Mack truck crashing through her wall and they began to step off, well, let’s just say I was relieved I wasn’t the only one.
I told Karen I would do a post on sea creatures vs. land creatures and which ones were better, but for the life of me I can’t seem to make a case for either side.
The ocean scares me. The waves are rough and I don’t like the taste of the salt water in my mouth, so when I dream, it’s on dry land. I write about vampires because they are the perfect metaphor for life in my opinion. Beings who are constantly fighting their animalistic nature to do the right thing, say the right thing. I write about shape shifters, because frankly I love animals and would give anything to be able to talk to them, be one with them, and know what they’re thinking.
Now, when I look at Karen’s cover, my heart soars. I want to feel the water splashing me from her hair and jump right in. The Little Mermaid is my favorite move of all time and when I watch dolphins jumping in the Saint John’s River, I think about swimming with them and how happy they must be. It’s one of earth’s last great, real-life mysteries, don’t you think? There are miles and miles of ocean that we’ve never laid eyes on, much less explored. Perhaps somewhere in their depths King Triton sooths the sea and another world waits patiently to be discovered.
Now, how can one possibly pick the better of those two? I sure can’t. I think most people who enjoy paranormal/fantasy stories would agree with me that getting lost in either world would prove to be a great adventure. Throughout my life I’ve been told to get my head out of the clouds many times. I get the reference; stop flying high above reality and walk on land, in the real world. I just want to shake them and ask, “Why?” Why would I want to live my entire life without a little cloud in my hair, or sea on my toes, as the case may be? That sounds…awful. And boring. And sad. We all have to go to work, and pay our bills, and follow all the rules. That’s being a grown-up. But what I absolutely refuse to be, is grownup.
Thanks for stopping by today and I hope to see you around on my side of the web. =)
UPDATE! : The winner of Christy's prize pack is... MATTHEW MACNISH! CONGRATS!
Friday, October 14, 2011
It has become a tradition.
I wish that it never had to be written...but our life experiences are what make us who we are. The good, bad, happy and sad moments give us the knowledge and passion to put words onto a page and make those feelings authentic.
Even the authentically tragic ones.
This is not for you.
This is not for family, or friends, or writers.
These words are not advice, or wisdom, or to be critiqued in any way.
This is not proper punctuation, or grammar, or sentence structure.
This is expression, emotion, and raw reverie.
This is for an eighteen-year-old man,
driving too fast from a story he knows every side of.
Wishing tonight she’d finally choose love instead of lies.
With eyes like stars and a heart bigger than the moon,
who had no idea his midnight ride would be his last.
This is for a seventeen-year-old girl,
sitting beside a wrecked car on a dark winding road,
whispering I love you and promising it will all be okay.
With no idea she is holding a last chance in her arms,
who fifteen years later, is still waiting to say I’m sorry.
This is for a night that loops repeatedly through my mind.
With his mother’s tears forever falling upon the hospital floor,
while his big brother’s scream eternally echoes down a hallway.
Where fifteen years later, a part of my soul still stands in that ER,
begging him not to go.
This is because it is October 14th.
Every year on this day, I yearn to bake a birthday cake, find the perfect gift,
and attach it to 888 balloons,
so it will float up to Heaven,
and show him that I haven’t forgotten.
That I will never forget.
This is for him. And for me. And for them.
This is for anyone who knows this feeling.
Who is haunted by a number, a date, a song,
or a place and time you can’t reach.
Who incorrectly assumed there would always be tomorrow.
For those who talk to the stars, and pray an angel is listening.
This is for everyone who has ever loved, or lost.
Who has experienced the beauty of this world, or the ugliness.
Who understands the meaning of tragedy,
but hopes to be spared from it--again.
For those who brave the path of healing,
even when it seems an impossible journey.
This is for anyone living their story.
To anyone who believes in happily ever after, or fears a nevermore.
We are countless characters, with infinite backstories,
creating never-ending plots in this book called life.
We are the sum of our parts, our people, and our experiences.
Moments hidden away in almost forgotten pages,
fluttering like angel wings as the chapters of our life rapidly flip by.
This is not for you, or for him, or for me.
This is for each and every soul who has ever felt sorry, guilty, lost, afraid, abandoned, insecure, unsure, self-doubting, self-loathing, self-sacrificing, misguided, misunderstood, unknown, unseen, unheard, unkind, loved, hated, hurt, confused, or alone.
We are all in this together.
We all have a him, her, them, me, or us.
We all live with a mistake, a regret, a burden, a broken promise, or a shattered heart.
We are all living this life one page at a time,
and we all have a story to share.
This is for the stars, the moon, and the angels.
This is for all of us.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
My publisher has started taking requests for ARCs for my blog tour.
EEEEKKKKK! My story is going to be out in the world soon! People will give it bad reviews and say negative things on places like Goodreads and Amazon! *cries* No, I'm not being pessimistic. I'm being realistic. EVERY book gets a mix of good and bad reviews. It's just too subjective of an art. But still, eeeeeeeeeekk!
Also, yaaaaaaaaaay! My story will be out in the world soon! People will give it good reviews and say nice things about it. No, I'm not being cocky. EVERY book gets a mix of good and bad reviews. Mine has to get SOME people who like it.
*prays to the heavens and all the gods, including Medusa and Poseidon, to PLEEEASSE let some readers love it*
Okay, stressed-yet-excited rant over.
Just go here if you'd like to sign up for the Tangled Tides book tour.
Oh, and the fabulous Sarah Lapolla of Curtis Brown interviewed me. I'll be on her blog today discussing what it was like to get a book deal without an agent. Check it out: http://bigglasscases.blogspot.com
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