WE DID IT! Between my editor and my proofreaders and many reads and re-reads and re-re-reads (I could do that about ten times and it would be about right), the manuscript for Red August was uploaded to Smashwords. I uploaded a previous copy, but the formatting was a bit off and we hadn’t linked the Table of Contents – SO MANY THINGS – so Will futzed with all that stuff and VOILA, I got it uploaded. And guess what? You can read 1/3 of the book on Smashwords for free RIGHT NOW, before it’s even released on August 19th. You can also pre-order the book through Barnes & Noble, Kobo and iBooks.
Yesterday was kind of a magical day. We got up super early (Will got up super early, I got up an hour behind him). By 12:30 the specially formatted for ebook manuscript was uploaded to Smashwords. Then, we got ready to head down to a birthday party for my beautiful, smart and amazing friend Tracy, who lives about an hour south of us. We were a bit late to her party, but we stayed extra late to make up for it. I had SO MUCH FUN. First of all – BOOK UPLOADED without errors. So YAY. THEN I got to see my wonderful friend for her birthday at a lovely bistro with tasty food and wine. During the party one of her friends pulled into the parking lot in a sexy new red Corvette convertible and I started singing “Little Red Corvette” and then I met the woman who owned it and she took me for a drive. WHICH WAS AWESOME. Did I mention that the weather here in Maryland was BEAUTIFUL? Well, it was. It was the kind of day you would order, if you could order weather, for convertible driving. Everybody was sweet to me and I think I made a couple of new friends. AND somebody pre-ordered my book right there in front of me. Then, on the way home we found out that my friend, talented playwright Audrey Cefaly, won a pretty amazing Samuel French contest in New York city with her play The Gulf — which is now going to be PUBLISHED by them! She’s kind of a big deal, y’all! When we got home my favorite parking space was empty at a time it normally wouldn’t be. I was exhausted from not enough sleep all week and all the fun, but I was excited too, so I had a hard time getting to sleep. So what do ya do? You pull up the social media. I looked at Instagram because it’s the social media choice with the least amount of dissonance and nightmare material. And lo, a nice comment from an instagrammer said they were really looking forward to my book. I finally made it to sleep not long after that.
It’s been a busy and fulfilling week. I’m hoping to get things working on Amazon in the next couple of days and I will be able to just focus on marketing and book 2, Red Archer.
I have to giggle like a third grader at the title of this post.
Anyway, I’ve been out of town finishing some fashion and accessories work and shooting photos. That’s something I do when I’m not writing. Which I want to constantly be doing, but it’s not practical.
I went down to Virginia Beach for Mother’s Day week and visited my daughter who modeled my creations. She had a friend come over, too, and she did some modeling as well. It was nice to have a visit. I’m happy to be back at my writing desk, but adventures are good. Don’t you think? In any event, it’s put me behind here at home – but only a little. I’m catching up today and I have to say, it’s going a-okay.
I’ve had so many ideas flowing through me for additional books in the Red August series that I just can’t wait to get down to it. I have to clear some of this boutique stuff off of my plate first though. But I do want to say that I try to enjoy everything while I’m doing it. I don’t always want to be looking to the next thing as what is going to be the best and most happy thing. I am happy making jewelry and shooting photos. I am extremely happy writing. I hope that the joy that I get from doing these things are imbued on the objects I send out into the world and the projects I sell to support myself. I want them to be as wonderful to receive as they are to create.
“Red August” continues to be on schedule for the August launch date.
Thanks to everybody who supports my work!
Here is a sample from the photo shoot. You can find my designs at GypsySiren.com.
Soft pink petals, parting. You pluck them. Pastel hues, gathered into bunches. An offering that makes me smile. I say a tiny blessing that I trust this gift. Once upon a time I used to get flowers from somebody else. Receiving them never felt as pleasurable as this. More often I felt the thorns in those offerings. As though there was an apology in them, for things I didn’t know were happening. Sad things, behind my back. I blink the unhappy thought away.
I smell the bouquet and and sneeze. A tiny squeak that always elicits giggles from anybody nearby. Your face is warm and your energy is open. You wrap your arms around me and I bury my face in, inhaling your smells and feeling the texture of your cotton shirt against my cheek. I grasp a wrinkle of jersey in my free hand and press hard into you.
I take them to the sink and fill a faded blue glass antique jar with water. The smell of green as I snip of blades to tidy the ends. Dropping them into the vessel I parade them to the table, sitting them on the lace tablecloth near the tea cups resting in a puddle of sunshine.
There is beauty in these small things. These gestures. And the beauty blooms and grows in new ways inside of me now that so much pain is behind me. I am not in a constant state of receiving apologies for things I don’t know that have occurred. It is plain. You offer a gift that you were thinking of me and I accept the gift with trust.
We lay down together, spooning in our own ray of sun. Your hand resting in the valley of my hip. Your breath on the back of my neck.
“Tell me a story,” I say, only slightly childish.
“Once upon a time there was a mermaid…” you begin a tale made from familiar places and happy endings as I drift off to sleep.
I love doing themes! Particularly those with alliteration – like Wonderful Word Wednesday. It’s motivating and inspires me to push myself a bit. I want to try Sensual Sunday posts. Essentially, I’ll post about something sensual– that is to say, anything pleasurable. Most will likely have an erotic bent to them.
Inaugural SS – enjoy.
The smell of coffee on a lazy morning. I watch as he stands naked in the kitchen, making the brew. Sunlight pours in the large window, highlighting hipbones, collarbones, knees and shoulders. The soft down on the back of his neck, where it is warm and a good place to kiss, tickles my nose as I nuzzle, eyes closed. He smells of spicy conditioner and cotton pillowcases.
He sets the heavy mug down, making a soft thud when it connects with the counter. He turns and I can see he is ready to return to bed, not to sleep. His hands hold my face as he bends to meet my mouth with his. We breathe each other in for a moment. Without a word, his hand slides down my arm, clasps my hand and leads me to his bed.