20 Nov

Great Googley Moogley!

Previously on Distribution of Our Lives, the aggregator I’d been using to get into Google Play announced it was closing its doors and left me in the cold to die.

I trudged door to door, pleading at each, “Please, kind sir, won’t you allow me to warm myself by your Google-accessing hearth?”

Many doors closed in my face with a curt, “There is no Google access here, girl.”

Others opened as wide as lascivious leers, accompanied by unseemly terms.

“Payment in bitcoin? I am not that kind of girl, sir!”

Bitter weeks passed, and the ember of hope faded to cold ash. As I abandoned my dreams, I heard the thunder of approaching hooves and resolved myself to ending my despair via trampling. I closed my eyes, held my final breath, and waited for oblivion to fold me in its numbing embrace.

The hoofbeats slowed to a stop beside me. A labored snort heated my frozen cheek.

I opened my eyes and looked up, up, up at the mighty white steed beside me, atop which sat—could it be?—Prince Google himself! His lips were stern, but his eyes were kind as he extended his hand. “I will take you in, child. You will never know cold again, and I vow to pay you for your labors in currency recognized by your utility company.”

I gladly accepted his hand, the warmth of which melted the ice from my fingers and my heart. He lifted me onto the saddle before him, wrapped his multicolored cloak about me, and carried me with haste to his wondrous castle filled with books, music, moving pictures, and strange applications, where we lived happily ever after.

(Can you believe some displaced beggars just got their invitations by email? Pfffft.)

In other words, Google Play is now included in my distribution lineup for maximum availability, and links sitewide have been updated accordingly!

Amazon (AU | CA)  |   Apple  |   Barnes & Noble  |   Google Play  |   Kobo  |   Smashwords

07 Nov

Growing Wide (And Not Just in the Hips)

Well, November is off to a screaming start. *twitch* After much agonizing, formatting, uploading, metadataing, waiting, giving up on certain entities because of the waiting, resorting to other means, and linking (so much linking), I am finally pleased to announce the successful embiggening of my sales platform to most sellers. My books are now available at Apple, Kobo, Barnes & Noble, and Smashwords in addition to Amazon, will be trickling down to too many tiny sellers for me to keep track of (so… much… linking…), and can be acquired by ebook-friendly libraries if you tell them, “Psst. Hey. I want to read this.”

In the unlikely event someone of your acquaintance has said, “Ooh, I’d love to read her books, but I don’t buy from Amazon,” feel free to pass along this important and wonderful news at your discretion.

Unfortunately, the distributor I was using just for Google Play access announced it is closing its doors, and other options for entry to GP are limited, so that’s off the table for now. Sorry, Google fans. (I got in direct with Google as of November 18! Books are uploaded! Will have another linking binge when they go live!)

To conclude the linking frenzy, here are my author pages at a manageable number of sellers (alphabetical order, indicative of neither favoritism nor benefit to me):

Amazon  (AU  •  CA) *  |  Apple  |  Barnes & Noble  |  Google Play  |  Kobo  |  Smashwords

* Thanks to an anonymous Aussie who clicked a link and got sent into nothingness, I was reminded the link to my official author page on Amazon won’t work in Australia and Canada (because they don’t have official author pages), so I’ve added special links for y’all. Book-specific links sitewide will route everybody to the appropriate store, but the general Amazon author page is valid only for the US, UK, France, Germany, and India storefronts. Sorry for the inconvenience. I sincerely hope things will be smoother going forward.

15 Jun

Someone Asked: What and when?

What comes after What Comes After Dessert and when will it be out?

The plan is to release New Book on November 1, 2016. (This is, of course, subject to change due to unforeseen disasters or miracles that occur in the meantime, but that’s the date I’m aiming for.)

It’s about lousy marriage proposals, the horrors of wedding dress shopping, a duchess, and an enchilada.

It’s about a one-night stand that turns into just a fling that escalates like a dumpster fire into a situation all parties agreed from the beginning was not the desired outcome.

It’s about being trapped by an image of your own making and being set free when one person is able to see you differently.

It’s about other things, as well, but you’ll have to wait to find out what they are.

13 May

Status Report

“How did he call her a noxious weed and not get a drill bit in the larynx?”

About two minutes ago, I finished handwriting the rough draft of New Book (code named The Duchess and the Enchilada).

There is a LOT of work to be done (starting with typing 332 handwritten pages…), but it is now officially A Tangible Thing rather than a nebulous intention that exists only inside my imagination. Were I so inclined, I could put it in someone’s hands and say, “Look what I made!”

(I am many, many drafts away from such an inclination, but my editor has been forewarned.)

I don’t keep good records of writing milestones, but I feel like I was at a similar point last year with WCAD. So I’m going to go out on a scrawny, rotten limb and predict this one will be published at a similar time, somewhere around November 1.

You can sign up for new-release notification in the event you’d like to be notified when the new release becomes available. (That’s all it’s for. After the “verifying you weren’t signed up against your will” email, you’ll hear from me once a year, tops.)

Now I sense the spectre of my old nemesis, Dreadline, glaring at me like the Eye of Sauron.

Anybody have any superstitious anti-jinx rituals to share in the comments? Asking for a friend.

21 Sep

New beginning, new blog

WCAD is the first novel I’ve written since 2010. Five years is an eternity in writer years. Some writers can crank out twenty books in that time. That represents a whole career worth of books for most other writers. However you measure it, it’s a long time to be away.

It was a learning period for me. Most relevant here, I relearned storytelling on a foundation of “wow, this is good” and “I wish this book wasn’t on my Kindle so I could throw it against a wall” as opposed to the old “you can’t do that” and “you will do it this way or you will send back your advance and starve” school from which I last graduated. I’ve gotten closer than I’ve ever been to writing what I want to write. For the first time since the first time I had a book published (the only previous book I wrote off the leash), I’m not embarrassed by the final product. When I emerge from the mandatory post-release depressive episode, I might go so far as to say I’m proud of WCAD, but I can tell you already, lack of shame is a huge evolutionary leap for me as a writer.

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