Showing posts with label author. Show all posts
Showing posts with label author. Show all posts

Saturday, 24 June 2023

PONDERING - The Realities of Being an Author (10 years in)

 

This is NOT a brag post, far from it. However, writing is easy for me. I love it. Stories come to me in that place between sleep and awake, and when the words flow out of me into my manuscript, it’s a special kind of magick. That's not to say I don't have my moments, though - those times where Self-Doubt creeps in or a character does something stupid. 

However, the rest is HARD!

There is always research, especially for my historical novels. Love in the Roses (my medieval book) took me two YEARS to create. But that’s its own kind of fun, even if one does end up in rabbit holes of The Internet discovering one exciting thing after another.

The hard part is what comes after. The editing; hacking away bits you love yet don’t drive the story.

The publishing – so many decisions to make from cover design to blurb writing and the myriad of options one must sift through; pricing, size, paper, platform/s etc. And the countless uploads into your chosen platform, ensuring the book displays as you intended.

Then there’s the marketing. That’s where the real work begins. Creating beautiful images and videos, deciding which quotes are enticing. And adapting according to which social media outlet you use; each has their own style expectation. And then one must do battle with the algorithms, trying against all odds to get a wide audience to see the wonders you’ve spent hours creating. It can feel like you’re screaming into the void.

But increasingly, there is The Fear.

Not only is it incredibly nerve-wracking to push the big, scary publish button (which in itself is terrifying). I mean, what if readers hate your precious book baby? This is perhaps the biggest hurdle and why so many potential writers don't meet their full potential.

But no, that's not fear enough on its own, says The Universe. We now live in an age of Cancel Culture – you so much as breathe in the wrong way and someone will decide to be offended and cry for your cancellation. And that’s before you even encounter trolls who just target you because they can and they’re bored. Or, dare I say, those who tear other authors down as they fear competition. Seriously, there are millions of readers out there – we can and should share.

The latter saddens me the most. Authors are often the only ones who know our lived experience, who understand this crazy journey. We should only be supportive of one another. Heaven knows I try to.

Then there is the endless sea of scammers. I block accounts daily. There are those who promise to garner thousands of followers if you just pay $xx (which they won’t). Or tell you they want to read your book, but ask for payment. And, of course, many authors get sent dick pics. Or end up on lists so you get tagged in those annoying posts pretending you’ve won something. Or folk who say they want you to be a brand ambassador. The list goes on.

Pirates sail those seas too. And if you’re unfortunate enough for someone to steal your book, and put it on an illegal site, if you’re in Kindle Unlimited and Amazon bots detect your book “on sale” elsewhere they’ll cancel your whole account, even though you’re utterly innocent. And you try arguing against The Mighty Zon!! 

There was even a raft of writers a few months ago who Amazon accused of being connected to a banned account – authors who had only had one selling account for years. Their accounts got closed with no initial explanation. Their protestations were met with unsympathetic representatives who insisted they were guilty. It took the assistance of big name influencers and many many emails to get their accounts reinstated.

Then there are hackers. I personally, lost my original author fb account which had a fan page and support groups attached to it. After 8 years, I had 6,000 followers. Lost! And no way to get it back.


Authors are NOT rich! Most of us have day jobs in order to pay the bills and keep a roof over our heads. On average, we receive £1 per book. And that’s not profit. Out of that, we have to pay for editors, cover designers, merchandising and advertising etc. etc. etc.

Like all creatives, we do not write for profit. There are far easier ways to make money, believe me.

I write because I love it! But all the stress caused by The Fear created from the above is making it increasingly hard to hold onto that love. There are only so many times you can hit your head against a brick wall before giving yourself concussion.

Look, this all sounds like I hate my author life. I really don’t. I’m just exhausted! The countless hours of creating videos/images along with all the writing bits mounts up. And I’ve been working a lot of temp jobs this year in order to fund my book launches and pay for the increasing cost of living that we’re all experiencing.

I was really ill repeatedly at the tail end of last year. To the extent that I went to my dark place, not being able to foresee a time I would ever feel healthy again. Yes, I'm saying I considered taking my own life - just being honest here. And even although I’ve recovered, my energy still gets easily sapped. And I know I’m not alone in this.

That Which Shan’t Be Named had a massive impact on us all (spot the obvious statement of the year!). But it did. Has. We’re still feeling the aftermath of that horrific time. We were all put into flight or fight mode for a prolonged period, even if we did not get the lurgy itself. And that alone is exhausting.

But trying to be creative under such duress was nigh impossible. And for people like we authors, that’s incredibly frustrating. We feel like we’re failing, and panic that we’ll never write again. That we’ve lost that magick spark which lights us up. *NEWS FLASH* we haven’t lost it.

We’re at midsummer right now as I write this. We’re supposed to be at the zenith of power for the year. However, in the UK, we have oppressive heat. Our hot weather comes with incredibly high humidity and we live in homes designed to trap heat in as we used to be a cold country. Most of us don’t have air conditioning. And we feel like we’re being baked like potatoes! This can make us grumpy, miserable, aggressive, frustrated, unwell, fatigued – any/all of these. It does not help us find our happy thought!

After ten years of being a writer, I’ve learned a lot. I wrote down all the things I wish I’d known at the start of my author life in order to pave the way for others; to make it a little easier for them. How To Write A Historical Novel And Love It is its title. There is even a checklist to work through for when writers reach the publishing stage.

Stories still come to me, and so still I write them. And love it. I just wish all the harassment and bleurgh of life would stop so I could get on with the job I love.

What makes it all worth it? Good reviews! Knowing there is someone out there who enjoyed all my effort lights up my soul. I write for them. To bring someone else a little joy in this ever darkening landscape.

(fellow indie author, Wendy Hewlett and me)
Why did I write this post? Maybe partially to vent all this frustration. But also so other authors know they’re not alone. This life can be very isolating, and it’s all too easy to feel we’re failing, and the only one experiencing obstacles. But we’re never alone. I've seen the worried posts - I've seen you and heard you.

Also, I really wanted readers to appreciate all the challenges we writers face.

We don’t expect everyone to love everything we write. You’re never going to be able to please all of the people all of the time, and all that. Your opinion is valid. But please, don’t be spiteful in reviews. I’ve seen far too many authors crumble from hurtful words. All I ask is for a little compassion, a fair and balanced view of your reading experience.

Authors need support. Yes, don’t we all? I know. But it truly is important. Now more than ever. If you did enjoy a book, please do leave a review and/or share it with your friends and social media. After all, what is a writer without a reader?

If we get more readers, we can afford to write more books – it’s that simple.

(yes, me with Sophie Kinsella; name drop!)

Anyway, thank you for listening. I hope this post has shone a light on some things. And you don’t think I’m just being a moaning Minnie. I just wanted to be honest.

I want to leave on a more positive note. So, I’ll say thank you to all my lovely readers who do leave reviews and/or share my bookish news – I truly appreciate you.

Always in love and light,

TL

Saturday, 3 April 2021

#IndieApril Book Recs

 So, on 01 April, I asked the writing community on Twitter for book recommendations. This is what they replied with (many by the authors themselves, admittedly).

NB I have not read any of these yet. This is not my usual 'review post' where the books are what I'd genuinely recommend to a friend. But I'm definitely going to have fun exploring these. 


  

      

 Author Samantha Kroese has a whole list of recommendations on her own site.

 And, of course, I regularly review books on this site too. I now have a round-up post of all my recommended reviews of 2020. Only books I truly recommend to a friend get reviewed on my blog. To find them all, search 'REVIEW'. 

There are also 'WRITING TIPS' to be found on this blog, should you want them. 

A while back, I ran a series of 'Interview with an Author', with indie, hybrid and traditional authors. Including top best-sellers, Amanda Prowse and Gill Sims who wrote Why Mummy Drinks.

(*whispers*) and you could always check out my own books whilst you're here. x10 romances, each looking at a different kind of love. Y'know, if you want to. (*flutters eyelashes*)

OK, thanks for checking out this page. Hopefully, between this and my recommendations, you'll find your next great read. Just remember to leave a review whenever you enjoy a good book 💓

Authors support authors - we know how hard it is to get noticed. And there's enough readers for us all. We are not competition. We are one community! 


Always in love and light,
TL





REVIEW - My Indie Book Recs from 2020

 


I just realised I didn't do a 2020 book round-up post on this blog 😲

So, here it is, the indie books I personally reviewed on here - the ones I'd genuinely recommend to a friend. 

Click on the book image for the buy link of each.



Full review here

A rare non-fiction book. But one that'll really help your body positivity





Link to my review

An intriguing detective series






My review

My favourite book of last year. 

Chickpea curry lit, as the author calls it. 






Review

A wonderful romcom with a delightfully clumsy MC






Read my review

(now has a different cover from this one)

A sumptuous delight of a cosy mystery including the WI and dragons





Review post

A humorous apocalyptic adventure including a talking badger!?







My review

A non-scary ghosty novel set in Regency England






Read my review

A time travelling NA romance adventure

 





Review post

A very gentle, intriguing ghost story set in an old house






Review

A witty vampire romcom






Read my review

The not-so-grim reaper gets a romance






My review

A Christmas romantic suspense






Review

A historic, wintery Viking romance






My review

A Christmas, dystopian short story






Review post

The Christmas short story collection, following on from the aforementioned Baking Bad





That's it - all the indie books I'd recommend from my 2020 reading. 

I hope you find your next read from here. 


Always in love and light,

TL


Monday, 29 March 2021

REVIEW - Realm - it's fantastical

 

Realm by Jessica Cantwell

Date read: 29th March 2021

My rating: 4*
Genre I reckon: YA Fantasy - book 1 of a series
Buy link: Amazon 



Phew! Poor Lily - she gets whipped from the Earth that she knows straight into Realm; a land with many fantasy creatures. Fortunately, one of those includes a rather fine centaur. Did it just get hot in here?

This is a proper, good vs evil story, complimented by a plethora of well-rounded characters. I felt invested in each one's path as they traversed the perils of monsters at every turn. 
And then there's the family aspect - and boy, are they interesting?! 

The story is beautifully written with just enough gorgeous description so you understand the world you've been plonked into. 

Each character takes turns in telling you their story, sometimes breaking the third wall. I found this a charming way of getting to know them, like they were having a conversation with me. Their abilities are as diverse as their appearance and personalities. 

There's the hint of romance (not steamy, but a triangle is forming). Along with minimal, bleeped out swearing, this in the YA category imho. There is plenty of wit & banter too btw.

This tricky quest is just the beginning! I'm excited to read what happens next. 


Always in love and light,
TL

Saturday, 20 March 2021

REVIEW - This Changes Everything - but love changes not

This Changes Everything by Helen McGinn

Date read: 20th March 2021

My rating: 4*
Genre I reckon: Wistful family romance
Buy link: Amazon 


This author is better known to me as the cheerful wine expert who appears on TV's Saturday Kitchen. I was sort of hoping the wine choices would illustrate the story's progress more than it does tbh - but that was just me being geeky and unfair. 

This is a really lovely story. The main focus is on a couple in their sixties, which is refreshing.

Julia's two grown-up daughters follow her to Rome, fearful she's going to leap into another impromptu marriage. We are treated to a beautiful tour of the city as a result - sights, sounds and flavours. However, not everything is quite as palatable as the girls find out more than they had bargained for. 

No spoilers, but as the story unfolds from there, it gets more and more emotional. I'm not afraid to admit I cried. 

Not only do we get to 'see' Rome, but Cornwall gets a good viewing too, complete with crashing waves. 

It's a gentle saunter through a difficult topic. Very well written - hard to believe this is a debut novel. 
Just delightful!


Always in love and light,
TL

Wednesday, 17 February 2021

PONDERINGS - Grief

 


Mine is not an extraordinary grief. Every single day people lose loved ones. And Pusskin, my beloved familiar, was definitely a loved one. 

15th February 2021 - we had to make the unthinkable Decision to the unaskable Question. Her seizures were occurring daily. Her hips were worsening. Her eyesight and hearing had been drastically reduced. When she gave us The Look, we knew we had to do the right thing by her

But knowing you've stopped a pet suffering, that you did the best thing for them doesn't ease the pain, does it? 

As a trained counsellor, I KNOW the grief cycle:

  • Shock
  • Denial
  • Anger
  • Bargaining
  • Depression
  • Acceptance
Nope, knowing what you're going through doesn't ease the pain either. 
And oddly, they miss off 'guilt'. Every single death I have known or seen others go through involves some form of feelings of guilt - it's an odd one but it's there. Those "what ifs" can really hold you back - don't listen to them. Things happened the way they did - no changing it. And just maybe they had to be that way (as much as we perhaps wish otherwise). 

Hubby rarely takes time off work but in Divine Timing, it so happens he was here with me.

As soon as Hubby and I returned from the vet, I rounded the corner ready to announce my arrival home to Pusskin with a cuddle - doh! 
I immediately took her things away from my eyeline . Nope, that didn't help either. 
I still checked her litter tray on my way to the loo as well. 
And I keep watching where I tread in case she's under my feet. And when I was making my dinner (which I had no interest in), she wasn't weaving around then either. 

It's the stupid things as much as the meaningful. I even miss her annoying ways, like demanding to go outside only to come straight back in. 
Mostly, I miss her excitement as I come downstairs first thing for hugs. 
I miss my writing buddy. She's not even supervising through her closed eyelids, snoring as I type this. 

Pusskin was constantly by my side. And now she's never there. 

There's a hole. A gaping, blood-seeping, oozing, cat-shaped hole in my life. 
Everything hurts right now - my eyes, my head, my heart, my soul. 

That dinner I made - it was barely touched. Food turns to ash in my mouth. 
I don't know what to do, where to put myself. My eyes keep leaking. 

I KNOW this too shall pass. But right now, it hurts like *** (insert expletive). 
There's nothing I can do but cry my way through. 

I've lost so many loved ones in my life. I know my stages well. Nope, still not any easier. 
Every loss is its own turmoil, bringing unutterable pain and anguish. Every...damn...time. 

There may well be people out there thinking, "It's only a cat!" - screw them! They clearly don't know. Pets become family. No, they're not 'people'. But that does not make them 'less'. 


Pusskin had the added benefit of being my familiar. There was a stronger bond with her than I've ever maybe had with any animal. We felt each other's feelings and even illness. She was my guardian and I was hers.

When I had a bad back and was bedridden a few years ago, she sat on my duvet, quietly playing nurse kitty. We even watched films together on my laptop.
We'd make space for each other on the sofa we shared. 
We cared for one another. 
I loved her so much that I could not let her suffer. 

I will always love Pusskin. She has carried a piece of my heart over the rainbow bridge with her. And one day, I too shall cross and we will have muchly cuddles again. 

Until then, I am left behind, learning to cope with this pain. To adapt to life without my furry friend.


No no no, this is not a woe is me post. We know that's not my style. 
I say all this because, as always, and as I said at the start, mine is not an extraordinary grief. It is very very ordinary. Grief is not a competition. It is a crapbag, sure, but not a competition.
I share because I care. Because someone somewhere needs to see this and know they are understood and they're not alone. 

There is not an experience on Earth that another has not endured. 
We all grieve. We all love. We all feel pain. We all feel joy. 
YOU ARE NOT ALONE. 
And neither am I. 

Just in case I was ever in any doubt, my own fb and Instagram have proven how loved and supported I am. Because others around me know how painful loss is - whether it be human or with paws. And I thank every single person who took the time to like, comment or message me. You really are helping me through, even if you don't know it. 💓


Just to add some comforting experiences since I typed this initial post...

I went into the garden to connect with nature whilst I grounded myself. I needed to bring my turmoil into some sort of semblance of balance. As I did so, I felt all the love I had given Pusskin return - not to my own energy but in a sort of pink, fluffy cloud surrounding me. It was ever so comforting.💟

Also, a feather drifted down outside the door in the exact place she'd be at that time, the morning after she passed. I had asked (and this is my belief, feel free to hold your own) Archangel Uriel to take Pusskin into his care, to ensure she crossed the rainbow bridge quickly and easily. 
Fine, there may have been a few cross words about what would happen if that did not transpire. No, one should not speak to angels this way but I'm not one - I was hurt and I'm sure they understand my grumpy ways. 
Anyway, this feather was my confirmation that Pusskin is in angelic care.
As if that wasn't enough, Hubby and I were driving out. At the moment I mentioned her name, another white feather floated down near the car - even Hubby pointed it out! 


But before I get 'all about me', if you too are going through loss, do look out for signs if they bring you comfort. Butterflies, bees and certain birds are often also common ones. Or random pennies. Even meaningful songs on the radio. It's all about what you believe and find comfort in. 

OK, that's probably enough. I'll go back to my discombobulation. 
Just know I send you love 💓 because...

Always in love and light,
TL