Monday, May 30, 2011

First or Third Person?

          I finally got up the nerve to have beta readers take a look at my book…and the prognosis was not well.  When I started writing the book I had no idea what POV stood for (In the military it meant Personally Owned Vehicle), so with that in mind, the first half was written in first, second and third person all at the same time…You could say my Point Of View was, well everyone’s POV…apparently well written books can’t be written that way which is too bad because, if I keep it in first person you only get to know what the main character is thinking, and what is the fun in that?  I like the idea that one person was telling the story and as if by magic we could also know what everyone else is thinking.  Almost like the readers little secret.

 But alas, this is my first book so we will chalk that up to inexperience and move forward.  I am currently changing the entire book to third person…I still like to get in everyone’s head and see what they are thinking, it is the one thing I find fascinating about books, not only do you get to hear multiple conversations going on, in different places, at the same time. You also get a glimpse of what is going on in that noggin of theirs, a power I would personally love to have in the real world.

On the bright side of this writing fiasco, almost everyone who has had a chance to read “Spell Checked” has loved the story itself….further proof that I am a story teller and not a writer…at least not yet, but I am working on it. 
 
When you are reading or writing, which do you prefer: First person or third person? 

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Put it down on paper already!!

Okay, it’s been almost 4 months since I decided to write a book.  For some reason I thought the writing part was going to be the hardest part of this journey, but I was wrong.  Now that I have entered the world of edit, network, cover art, blurbs and publishing.  I know It seems like it took forever to write the story (a little over 3 months), but I have given myself 4 extra months to get the book cleaned-up (with professional help), get a cover (yea, I have someone helping with this too), write a blurb about myself…done (but I got help), write a blurb about the book itself and finally get this beast published.



I feel like these are daunting task at times, but then the other published authors remind me that the work starts after you publish and have to market your book.   I guess a writer’s work is never done, at least not if you expect to be a successful one.  When I look back to the start of all of this, I never really gave anything, other than writing the book itself, much thought.  I still have a lot to learn about this very complicated industry and the steps to getting published.    I will add that without the help of the other writers I have met along the way, I would be walking blindly into all of this and might have even considered not publishing at all.



I have learned so much along the way and if I had to give someone who was thinking about writing a book advice, it would have to be this.   Pull out that laptop, notepad or whatever it is you like to write on and just do it…you can think about the rest of the crap later.  

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

C.G. Powell's Author's Bio

As a teen C.G. Powell was selected as a member of her school's newspaper staff. After her first article the editor decided the darkroom was a more suitable place for her skills…or lack of. Since then, she has traveled everywhere—thanks to her innate curiosity about the world and the Navy. In her life time, she has learned: aviation electronics, CCNA networking, Gemology and how to get bloodstains out of the carpet (you never know when you might need that). But her latest, all-consuming, endeavor is storytelling. When asked why, her response was "I live to challenge myself; I like to be pushed outside of my comfort zone and writing is one of those things that pushes my boundaries. Besides it was the only way to share all of the crap bouncing around in my head!"

C.G. Powell lives in Virginia with her husband and children. When she is not writing, you might find her watching hot guys jog past her front window, ordering the cabana boy to fix her another drink or abusing the local authorities…but that’s just hearsay. 





Thank you for your help Nichole Chase and Liz Schulte, your input was priceless. 

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Spell Checked Excerpt Update

I finally finished my first book “Spell Checked.”  A few days ago, I sent it to beta readers, so I could get some feedback.  In the mean time I have decided to post an excerpt from the book…Please tell me what you think.  Below is the temp bookcover.





They drove down the coast for about thirty minutes, stopping at a small park near the water in Kinsale.  Beck had packed a picnic lunch for them consisting of cheese, wine, bread and fruit.  It was peaceful as they sat on a blanket by the water, eating and watching the boats pass by.

"What do you think of Ireland so far?" Beck asked.

"It's beautiful!  I find it amazing the people here have persevered over so many atrocities.  I'm glad Gemma dragged me here," Mae replied, closing her eyes and enjoying the breeze off the water. 

Beck stood up, gathering the rest of the picnic basket’s contents and handing all of it to Donald to take back to the car.  “There are a couple of micro breweries here in Kinsale if you would care to do a little beer tasting while we are here.”

“Sounds good to me as long as it’s not stout beer, I don’t think I could ever acquire a taste for something that looks like motor oil and tasted like burnt coffee.”  Mae got up from the blanket and helped Beck fold it before walking back to the car.

Beck laughed at her.  “You Americans with your light beer cannot handle the real stuff.”

“Are you insinuating that I drink watered down beer because I’m a wuss?” she said defensively.

“I do not know, are you?” Beck shot back teasingly as he threw the blanket in the trunk of the car.

“Being able to hold my liquor is in my genes.  I will drink your ass under the table if you give me the chance.”  Mae found out during her first year at college that, for whatever reason, she just didn’t get drunk.

“Is that a challenge?” Beck asked raising his brows.  He knew that as a vampire this was a challenge Mae could not win; he could metabolize alcohol about as fast as he could drink it.  Aidan had tried a thousand times to out-drink him, but always failed.

“Game on!” she said as she was thinking, I would love to see Beck drunk off his ass, then maybe I could take advantage of the situation, because this sexual tension is starting to get the better of me.

Beck debated whether or not to tell Mae about the unfair odds, but vampires always love a good challenge.  It was part of their nature.  “Oh, well then…It is on!” he replied playfully.

Sitting at a table in the middle of the pub, they ordered another round, their tenth in the past two hours.  Mae was getting tired of going to the bathroom every twenty minutes and suggested shots instead.  One way or another we are going to have a winner, she thought.

Beck yelled across the pub to the bartender.  “Twenty shots of Bushmills, please.”  The bartender just shook his head as he poured the shots and brought them to the table.

Each of them lined up ten shots as a small crowd, mostly consisting of the pub staff, started to gather around the table.  “The rules are: Ten shots…two minutes, last one to finish has to stand on the table and sing I’m a Little Teapot, agreed?”  Mae challenged him with full confidence that, she could win this hands down.

“Agreed!  And the winner gets to video tape it on their phone,” Beck added as he set his phone down on the table, insinuating that she would be the loser.

She thought about it for a second, then replied.  “Fine, but only for their personal viewing, no posting on YouTube or Facebook.”  Then they shook hands to seal the deal.

The bartender volunteered to keep time and referee.  “Are you ready?…Go!” he said, in a heavy Irish accent.

The glasses were hitting the table in perfect synchronicity as they finished each shot, with the crowd cheering them on as they raced to finish.  Everything went quiet when their last shots hit the table in a single clunk!  The crowd all looked to the bartender to provide a definitive answer to their question…“Who won?” 

“Looks like we have a tie!” exclaimed the bartender.  The crowd booed at his ruling.  But not wanting to miss the free entertainment, they started chanting.  “Sing!  Sing!  Sing!”  

Beck looked at Mae, wiping the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.  “It appears we shall have a riot on our hand if we deny these good people their song.”

She laughed and rolled her eyes.  “Surely you don’t intend for us to stand on the table and sing?”

“That is exactly what I am suggesting.  So, are you ready to give them a little show?”  Beck asked as he stood on the chair then stepped onto the table, offering her his hand in assistance.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” she sighed, clasping his hand and joining him on the table.

They handed their phones to bystanders to record them.  A minute later they finished and bowed while the crowd cheered.

“How are you feeling?” inquired Beck, as he helped her down from the table.  He had never expected to take things so far.  It worried him because they had each drunk enough alcohol to make a horse pass out.  Oddly enough, Mae was not only still standing but appeared completely sober.

“I feel fine except for my crushed ego and utter embarrassment,” she laughed.

“Yours and mine both,” he laughed as he paid the tab.



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C.G. Powell

Author of Spell Checked: Book One of The No Uncertain Logic Series

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Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Spring Photos?

Every spring I usually pull out the camera and shoot lots of photos of the flowers and bugs.  Not this year…I have only managed to snap a few because it has been overcast or raining almost every day since March. On the plus side, my yard…the one we have been struggling to grow the grass for the last 8 years, is all nice and green.  Well at least until the summer drought kills it again.
Maybe I can take some photos of cemeteries or dark woods, all I need is a little morning fog. 



I hope you enjoyed the photos...Please leave a comment.  It's what I live for.

Monday, May 9, 2011

How to make a progress bar

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Your book title
Percent of you book complete   if you are aiming for 80K and you have written 20k you divide 20,000 by 80,000 and that is your percent. Round up or down to nearest percent.
Color of your progress bar.
Change to word count  ex. 20,398/80,000 Complete

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Sunday, May 8, 2011

That's right Biches 64.2 MPG

I know that today is Mother’s Day and you would expect me to write a blog about how great moms are, but I’m not!  Moms are awesome and all that but why beat a dead horse.  So today I am going to blog about my car, that’s right you heard me.  Now you are probably thinking, what is so special about this car that I would want to write a blog about it.  It’s not the way the heated leather seats cradle my back or the fact that it has solar panels that run fans that keep the car vented when it is hot outside, so I don’t get scorched when I enter my car on that hot sunny day.  It’s not even it's ability to squeal it’s tires when I press the gas petal to hard or the way it climbs over snow with its 4 wheel stabilization system.  Those things are all great but the reason I love my car is obvious in the photo below.



That’s right, you are reading those numbers correct it says 64.2MPG and with the price of Gasoline who wouldn’t love to see those numbers.  I know what you are thinking, yes so you get really good fuel economy, but can you put your kids and all there friend in your car?  Or take your overly large dog on a camping trip?  And my answer to that is No!! My car fits 5 so friend space is limited as I have 2 kids.  I don’t like dogs or camping so, I don’t see the problem.  I look at it this way, with the money I save on gas I can take my kids and their friends on a trip to Europe, while you are at the pump cursing the high gas prices.

Please leave me a comment...I would love to know what you drive, your gas milage and how much it cost to fill your tank...Mine was $32 a week ago.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

H.P. Mallory Blog Tour

Hello everybody, please help me welcome the fabulous H.P. Mallory!  *applause* It is my privilege to host the second to last stop on this phenomenal tour arranged by the talented Belinda – The Bookish Snob .  Besides a great interview with H.P. herself, I have also managed to dig up some dirt on her characters when I talked to a mutual friend of theirs…Thank you Sarina for sharing your letters with me.



Hi, I'm HP Mallory and I've written two series, the first about a fairy in law enforcement (To Kill A Warlock and A Tale of Two Goblins) and the second about a witch who can bring back the dead (Fire Burn and Cauldron Bubble and Toil and Trouble).

I'm a mongo fan of anything that goes bump in the night and Halloween is one of my favorite holidays! (Quick tangent--the best costume I've ever worn was last year when I went as the Headless Horseman and my baby was my Jack-O-Lantern head!) I've always loved the Twilight Zone Marathons and if I ever saw a ghost, I think I'd wet myself.

I grew up in California although I've lived abroad in the UK (England and Scotland--woo hoo, gotta love those kilts!)

I'd categorize my writing as a blend of suspense, humor, light horror, and romance with a sprinkle of fantasy to tie everything together! If you are all about fairies and witches and vampires (oh my!), you love a good alpha warlock and you like men who get a little hairy during a full moon, I got the goods.


Hi, I'm HP Mallory and I've written two series, the first about a fairy in law enforcement (To Kill A Warlock and A Tale of Two Goblins) and the second about a witch who can bring back the dead (Fire Burn and Cauldron Bubble and Toil and Trouble).

I'm a mongo fan of anything that goes bump in the night and Halloween is one of my favorite holidays! (Quick tangent--the best costume I've ever worn was last year when I went as the Headless Horseman and my baby was my Jack-O-Lantern head!) I've always loved the Twilight Zone Marathons and if I ever saw a ghost, I think I'd wet myself.

I grew up in California although I've lived abroad in the UK (England and Scotland--woo hoo, gotta love those kilts!)

I'd categorize my writing as a blend of suspense, humor, light horror, and romance with a sprinkle of fantasy to tie everything together! If you are all about fairies and witches and vampires (oh my!), you love a good alpha warlock and you like men who get a little hairy during a full moon, I got the goods.



The Interview:


C.G - Your books are laced with a barrage of hot interesting men and “Tale of Two Goblins” is no exception…Quillan our good boy gone bad, Bram the self-centered sexy Vampire and Knight a hot mysterious Loki. Where do you get your inspiration from to write such interesting men? Photo muses, men from the past, imagination or Mr. Mallory topless in plaid flannel night pants?
H.P. - Um, I'm not really sure where my inspiration comes from. Probably from society. LOL Just watching movies and reading tons of books, classics and modern romances about hot men! LOL And in some instances, I have pulled scenes or situations from my sordid dating past. But, I have kept Mr. Mallory separate from the books. Some things are sacred. LOL

C.G. - Many of the character types are in all four books, will there be a book that incorporates characters from both the Jolie and Dulcie series? Or are these two series completely different worlds?
H.P. - Nope. I like to keep their worlds separate.

C.G. - Where are some of the strangest places you have written or had sex? Please don’t specify which one are which…We all love a good mystery!
H.P. - LOL! OK, um...
the car
the side of the road
Barnes and Noble
the office
outside while getting some sun


Now time for the lightning round, this is where you get to use single word answers.
Flip-flops or Stilettos?
flip flops

Printed or eBook?
both
Favorite color?
blue

Favorite food?
Mexican

Desk or laptop?
desk

Red or white?
white

Beach or Mountains?
mountains

Kilt or Chaps?
kilt for sure

Blond or Brunet?
brunette

Henry Cavill or Henry Cavill?
Um, Henry Cavill and then some

C.G. - Okay the last one was a trick question. LOL

C.G. - So, what other hook-ups do we have to look forward too? I would love to see Trey and Dagan’s sister together…demon and the geek. She would so use him…Hehehehe.
H.P. - OMG that is too funny! What about Trey and Dagan? LOL
C.G. - ROFLMAO…Trey in a Kilt and Dagan in Chaps!!! I would so read that…LOL

C.G. - If you could go back and rewrite one of the scenes which one would it be and what would you change?
H.P. - You know, I'm pretty happy with all the scenes in the books. I go through a lengthy review and edit process and if I don't like anything even slightly, it gets axed.

C.G. - We know that Dulcie has completed her book about Bram “A Vampire and a Gentleman”…Do I see a possible Novella in the works? Many of us would love to hear about Bram’s sorted past.
H.P. - Hmm, that is a good idea. More to come on this!



These are some of the letters of the notorious Siren Sarina

Dear Bram,
Who would have thought Vampires were that flexible! You gave a whole new meaning to strapped to the yardarm and flogged.  Without a doubt you were the sexiest 18th century Vampirate I have ever known and went hoarse from screaming name so many times.

Dear Dagan,
You little devil!!!  I think of you every time I smell leather and blood.  Your body like a hard hot furnace and that crazy night was worth every bump and bruise.  It was unfortunate the evening had to end hand cuffed in the back of an ANC squad car.

Dear Quillan,
I could see straight through that good boy persona the moment you threw me against the wall and cuffed me at Dagans.  You undressed me with your eyes all the way to the squad car and by the time you put me in the back seat, I had my legs wrapped around you waist and your op6 digging into my hipbone.  Although it was a bit disarming when you kept screaming out Ducie....Who the fuck is Ducie?

Dear Sam,
Don’t worry…It’s our little secret!

My Dearest Knight,
You reminded me that there was a difference between sex and love.  A lesson that was lost on me, your gentle ways made me wish my sirens song worked on Loki and left me longing for Bram and Dagen. Never the less you were nothing short of visual perfection, so I played along for as long as I could.

Dear whatever you name is,
Trevor, Trent, Trace ...Did you really think you had a chance? Not going to happen!  Even a Siren has her standards.


Thank you everyone for stopping by!!! Don't forget to stop at H.P. Mallory's Blog & Website for the last stop on this tour.