Tuesday, May 28, 2013
1.) When a customer wants you to sign your book they just purchased from you, ask if they want it personalized. If they do, which I’m sure they will, ask to whom. If you’re not sure how to spell the person’s name you’re personalizing it to, ask how to spell it. The reason being, some people spell their name differently. For example: My name is commonly spelled Rebecca. However, I don’t spell it that way.
When I was doing a book signing for Beyond the Eyes, I didn’t ask if the reader wanted me to personalize my book. Instead, I just signed my name. The reason why is because beforehand, I didn’t really think about it. You see, years ago I went to Anne Rice’s book signing event. When it was my turn for her to sign the book, she only signed her name, therefore, I thought that’s how it was done.
Afterwards, when I realized my mistake, I felt like shit.
I still do.
A lot of people came to buy Beyond the Eyes, and I totally let them down. L It wasn’t a proud moment for me. So, lesson learned, right?
2.) Always pick a date when another event isn’t going on. Choose the date of your book signing wisely.
When I scheduled my book signing for Dark Spirits, I had no idea it was graduation weekend.
Why would I?
I don’t have kids.
But still, I should have done my research.
Also, Kevin told me half of our town went to a wedding that day. Of course, I wouldn’t have known that ahead of time. But then again, maybe I would have if I’d done my homework. Needless to say, the book signing was a bust. The only thing that lifted my spirits was reminding myself that the day before, the owner of the bookstore called my work to tell me I needed to bring more books. She only had two left which meant both of my books were almost sold out. So people are buying them, and I’m still getting stopped in public by people who have read my books, telling me how much they like them. Sometimes I’ll get asked about my characters, which is fun.
Anyway, if you’re an author or a future author, please don’t make those two crucial mistakes. If you avoid those two things, you’re going to rock your book signing event. J
Here are a couple pictures of my event. I know I’m not in them. I hate getting my picture taken. That is something I’ll have to overcome, especially when I get more into the media.
Have a good rest of the week.
Monday, May 27, 2013
Hey! So The White Aura is book of the week on Passionate about books (go like them, awesome page!) and Felicia's lowered the price to $1.99 for the week! : ) Also, there will be some giveaways on the page! Be sure and check it out all week.
Sorry about the format. Felicia sent it to me, so I can post it here, and it's kinda goofy. I tried fixing it, but you know me . . . sooooo not a techie. LOL But, hey, at least you can still read it. The story is great, so check it out while it's on sale.
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Twenty year old sorcerer Scott Tabors is learning how. After seeing seventeen year old Olivia Whitehead outside of a coffee shop, his heart will never be the same. He longs for her, he wants her, and he knows she will be his. They are heart mates.
…but due to a curse on his family, he can’t meet her. Not yet. So for now, he visits her in her dreams. Her dreams where he can tell her everything but his name.
Olivia Whitehead is a typical junior in high school. She and her best friend are having the time of their lives, but she can’t help but notice the changes happening to her. Especially the changes in her heart after she begins dreaming about a mysterious dark haired young man. But what will happen when the school heartthrob decides he wants Olivia? Will she realize the dream man is real or will she move on?
I’m outside. The moon is high and glowing, there are trees all around. This is a new location. I look
around for Mr. Sexy, but I can’t see him anywhere, it’s too dark. Looking around, I realize this place is
Wait…I’m in the field I was day dreaming about earlier. The soft green grass is like silk between my
toes. There are yellow daisies everywhere. Trees line the perimeter, it’s almost like I’m in a box. I’m
wearing my shorts and cami, but I’m not cold. The wind is blowing just enough to ruffle my hair.
“Hello?” I call timidly.
It’s completely silent out, not even birds are chirping.
I glance around and walk forward. My arms are wrapped around the front of me, not for warmth,
but for comfort. I know I’m dreaming, but this is still kind of weird.
I see a deer to my left, just watching me. She’s beautiful and majestic. She starts to come towards
me the moment I wish I could pet her. My hand slowly reaches out and touches her course coat.
Huge brown eyes look into mine, there’s no fear.
“You’re beautiful,” I whisper.
“So are you,” a deep voice says from behind me.
I turn violently, scaring the deer off into the trees. Mr. Sexy is standing five feet in front of me. Jeans
and a fitted white t-shirt clothe his fit body.
“Of course I am, where else would I be?”
“I thought…well I wasn’t sure if this was our dream or just mine.”
“It’s ours Livvie,
it’s ours. Always ours.”
Aiden followed closely behind me. We sat and our hands brushed as we both reached for the same
arm rest. I giggled with embarrassment and moved the opposite rest instead. I breathed deeply,
trying to relax myself before the theater went dark. I moved my eyes slightly, trying to get a
sideways glance at Aiden. His chiseled face looked as stormy and dangerous from his profile as his
eyes did from the front. As I studied him, he seemed to sense me and turned slowly. His eyes
seemed to swallow my soul and I felt my hand moving toward his. Just as I was inches from gripping
his fingers, J cleared her throat behind me.
My mind seemed to clear, like the fog lifting from the ground. I turned slowly, almost feeling
like my mind and body were not my own anymore. I looked at J, my eyes looking deep into hers but
my mind still felt disconnected. I felt like I was screaming inside, like I was trapped in my own body.
The voice coming from mouth didn’t seem like my own. It sounded distant and disconnected.
She reached out grabbed my arm, gripping me tightly and shaking me slightly.
“Liv, what’s wrong?”
I glanced back at Aiden, still looking like a wild storm brewing, and I shrugged my shoulders in
My reflection was much calmer than my inside. I was an absolute wreck inside, worried and scared
about the events that would happen tonight at the dance. Wearing black dress pants and a white
buttoned shirt, I looked dressed up enough to blend in if I had to go in the building for any reason.
My pockets were loaded with stunning charms that would stun the attacker if I threw them at him. I
had a knife in my back pocket, big enough to do damage if needed. I didn’t want this fight to
become that violent, but I was prepared to protect Livvie if I had to.
Mark had similar charms and weapons to guard himself with. I had given them to him after he had
left school. Grandma and Sadie were prepared with spells they had memorized. Immobilizing spells,
memory erasing spells (for the dance goers), slumber charms, and they had found a few control
spells that would be handy if we needed the crowd to leave without putting up a fight. Overall, I felt
that we were well prepared. I couldn’t help the sinking feeling in the pit of stomach, a feeling that
told me The Crimson Calamitous was much stronger and this may all be for nothing.
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Thursday, May 23, 2013
The little girl going up the steps is yours truly. The girl on the couch is my sister, Angel. My parents held their paranormal investigation meetings in this basement. My dad is the one on the phone, probably getting information on a possible lead.
This room looks normal, right?
Covers levitating above your body . . . um, not normal.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy your Memorial Day weekend. Be safe and have fun.
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