Contest on Goodreads

Are you on Goodreads? Want to get an early jump on winning a free copy of A Man of His Word?

Well, you’re in luck! Starting October 29th, I’ll be giving away five copies of A Man of His Word on Goodreads! How easy is it to sign up? Super easy! Just go to the here and follow the instructions! The winners will be announced via Goodreads on Nov. 29th.

Not on Goodreads? Still want to win a free book? I’ve got you covered. Follow along at home with the A Man of His Word Blog Tour! Check out this page on my website to find out where I’ll be blogging between now and the New Year. At each stop, I’ll be giving away an autographed copy.

PLUS!

Oh, you’re going to love the ‘plus.’ The ‘plus’ is a custom-made book locket from Artwear by Wanaree. She’s still working on the locket–did I mention that it was custom-made?–but you can check out her page to see some of her beautiful, wearable art. More tour dates could be added so be sure to check in.

Free books! Free jewelry! Woohoo!

Of course, if you don’t want to wait for me to get to the post office, you can order your very own copy at Amazon or Barnes and Noble. That’s fine, too.

The Official Book Signing

Mark your calendars! Save the date! Book your hotel rooms early, they’ll fill up fast! (Or not. But better safe than sorry.)

Almost here!

Yes, the official book release and signing for A Man of His Word has been scheduled!

On December 6th, A Man of His Word comes out! True, Amazon starts shipping it on November 29th, and if you can’t wait until December, you can go here and preorder it now to be the first to get it. Go on, I’ll wait. I’m patient like that.

But if you are patient or you just have to have an autographed copy, head to Great Debates Books in Quincy, Illinois on December 10th. I’ll be there from 10 until 1 (central standard time, people!) signing books and handing out chocolate. I’ll also be registering people for my grand-prize giveaway, a custom book locket from Artware by Wanaree. As soon as I have a picture of this stunning piece, I’ll have it plastered everywhere!

So mark your calendars now! December 10th, 10 a.m. to 1 p.m. (I had to add that part to make my husband happy). Hope to see you there!

P.S. Here’s the book trailer again, because I can’t get enough of the shirtless cowboy. If only there was a way to get him to the booksigning…

The Call by Jennifer Anderson

Author Jennifer Anderson
(No relation!)

Authorial Mom Sarah here. Please help me welcome Honorary Authorial Mom Jennifer Anderson back to the blog! Today she tells us how she got “The Call.” Take it away, Jennifer!
About two to three weeks before the Lori Foster Author Reader Get Together in Ohio in June of 2011 (which is a totally awesome get together–I recommend!), I had decided to attend and meet some friends whom I’d actually never met before.  We’d connected on Twitter and hit it off immediately. Julie Lindsey was actually the one to tell me about Honey Creek and Turquoise Morning Press (TMP).
So I drove 5 1/2 hours by myself to Ohio. I’ve never driven anywhere that long alone. I got there and meet Lindsy and her fiery cousin, Nikki Brandyberry, who has a book review blog and we hit it off. (I actually wrote a blog about us meeting called “It all started with 2 Long Island Iced Teas, a Rum and Diet Coke, and a glass of wine.”). 

I wasn’t able to schedule any appointments since I’d waited to confirm I was attending. Instead, I decided to attend an open meeting/class that TMP was putting on where they talked about the company, their mission, and what new product lines they were working on.  

During the meeting, I raised my hand and asked how long should someone wait after they’ve submitted to them and was told they hadn’t yet decided and were meeting soon. Kim Jacobs, the TMP President, asked my name. I sheepishly told her and she said “See me after this meeting.” Around the room everyones eyes were big and round with smiles plastered across my face. Yeah, me too!  

So when I found her she said that she was 99% sure they were offering me a contract this week but the person who was in charge had been on vacation the prior week. Without thinking, I leaned into her and hugged her. Yes, I hugged a complete stranger. And she was like, “Oh, my God, is this your first time!” and I bit back tears and shook my head.  But I didn’t want to get my hopes up because what if there was another Jennifer Anderson or a Jennifer Menderson?

I still made my calls home and jumped up and down and basically cried myself silly in a corner while I told my husband. Needless to say, two days later after I’d safely returned home I received a contract for Ice Princess

Before Ice Princess comes out, I’ll have a story in Men in Uniform, a TMP anthology that will be available on November 21st. You can read more about it on my blog, Jen’s Peanut Gallery Musings.

What is a Book Trailer?

This is the question my grandmother (Age: 96 1/2) has been asking me. I seriously think she thinks it’s a trailer I attach to my book. So this blog is for you, Gram. Even though you’ll never figure out how to read it.

What is a book trailer? It’s just like a preview for a movie–except it’s for a book. Unless Lifetime snatches up the movie rights, this is as close as I’m ever going to get to seeing my work on a big or small screen.

How did I get a book trailer? Well, I won it. Last year, when A Man of His Word was known as Indian Princess, it not only won its category in the Hot Prospect contest, it won the Grand Prize! As it, it was judged the best book in the contest. Yes, I’m still excited about it!

For my reward, I could choose some cold, hard cash–or an all-included book trailer from Belle Media that was worth twice as much as the cash. The money was tempting (all the better to buy boots with), but I thought a book trailer would have more brand-name value.

I had a year to redeem my prize. Good thing, too, because a book trailer without the book’s cover isn’t nearly as cool as one with the cover. Finally, though, the cover came down the line. It’s at the end of the trailer, so make sure you stick around until the end!

I was working with Carol Webb of Bella Media Management, and she was very understanding of my complete and total cluelessness on the process. For instance, she told me to find some images that I liked. So I went crazy and pulled all sorts of images from iStock. When she sent me the first draft of the video, Dan the Hero was Native American (he’s really white), Rosebud was reclining on a motorcycle (no motorcycles in the book), and there were lots of pictures of cows (no cows in the book at all). These were all things I think of when I write–but they weren’t this book. So I found better images, sent those to Carol, and she didn’t even yell at me once. What a nice lady!

After some more back-and-forth, me getting a youtube account, and (finally!) that cover, the book trailer is ready!

And the end result (have I dragged this out long enough for you? Yes? Okay!)

So, what do you think? Did it make you want to buy a book? Did it at least make you smile? I sure did. If you want to pre-order the book, go here!

Authorial Mom Interview with Jennifer Anderson

Authorial Mom Sarah: Welcome to the Authorial Moms blog, Jennifer! Tell us a little about yourself. How many kids do you have? How old are they?
Author Jennifer Anderson
(no relation!)
Jennifer Anderson: Hello *waves*.  I am so nervous.  Does my hair look okay? First off, Sarah, do you think we should shine light on the obvious question?  Yes, we have the same last name but we are not related. We did go to high school together and we do share a love of Jelly Bellys, but our Anderson branches are on different trees. Anyhow, I have 2 kids: my daughter is almost 10 and my son is 7.  Not only am I a full-time mom and writer but I have some how found the time to work full-time as well.
AMS: What do you write? How many books have you written/published? How old are they?
JA: I write YA, although I recently wrote a sweet romance which will be featured in an anthology due out this year.  My first YA novella, Ice Princess, will be out April 29th as part of the Honey Creek line for Turquoise Morning Press (which is an awesome place to be at!!) and my plan is for the following books in the series to follow sometime next year.  I do have 2 full YA Paranormal novels sitting in my computer gathering cobwebs but those will most likely remain untouched.  Those were the first things I’d ever written and as much as I love them, they need a lot of work.  Who knows, I might dust them off one day.
AMS: Tell me about a typical day. How do you write with kids around? Or do you have to ship them off to school or grandparents’ houses to get anything done?
JA: Well, since I do work full time and my kids are involved in everything I tend to write after they’ve gone to bed.  Sometimes life cooperates and I’m able to write before the vampires (I love Paranormal!) come out to play but that’s not as often as I like.  My hubs tries, when we aren’t running around everywhere, to give me a few hours here and there, especially now that I’ve given myself a deadline.  However, I always have a pen and pad of paper with me and even last week while sitting at volleyball practice, I outlined the entire 3rd book in my series.  You never know when inspiration will strike.  It’s funny, I planned my entire summer to work from home which I’d hoped would allow me time to write more but one thing lead to another and I found myself on vacation writing everyday trying to at least get 1000 words or so at each sitting.
AMS: Did you write before you had kids, or after? What changed with your writing when you had kids?
JA: I didn’t set out on my life’s journey planning to be a writer.  Heck, it wasn’t even a stop along the way.  I’ve always been a creative person and found I enjoyed journalling and writing letters.  To me, they were the best way I could express myself.  And then a few years ago, a light bulb turned on and I was like “I want try and write a story”.  At the time I’d just started at a new company, both my kids were in school/preschool and I’d found my love of YA.  So I set pen to paper, literally, and took a side road on my path.
AMS: How old will one or more of your children have to be before they’re allowed to read your books?
JA: Since my books are YA and I don’t mention any sexual scenes, I think once she’s in high school, I’ll let her.  Noticed how I said her?  My stories are a bit girlie and I think they appeal to females more, although if my son wants to take a go at it, I won’t discourage him. I really think it depends on child and whether they can understand the emotions and are mature enough to know what’s going on.
AMS: Becoming an author means having a public persona. How do you combine motherhood with the demands of a public life? Do you feature your kids, keep them shielded under pseudonyms, or leave them out of the equation entirely? Have they asserted their opinion(s) on this matter?
JA: Great question.  So far, my kids think Mom’s pretty cool for what she’s doing. “You’re writing a book?  A book book!” And I like that they’re proud of me. I want them to see that if you work at something you believe in you can have positive results. As of now, I’m writing under my real name but if I feel like taking a whack at writing romance, I might consider changing.  It will really depend on how old the kids are and how comfortable we’ll all feel with mommy’s name plastered across partially bare bodies on a book cover.
AMS: Most Moms I know have a limited amount of free time. Give me a few reasons why they should dedicate some of that time to your characters. What’s in it for us?
JA: My characters are real. Sure, they’re young and in high school and most of their drama isn’t as relevant to most moms day to day life, but we were all there once. And fiction is a great place to escape to unwind and just not think. I’m super busy but I always find time to curl up with a book. I can blow through some in a day or two depending on length. Reading, to me, is a great way to take care of yourself. Grab my book on the way to get a pedi or jump on a stationary bike and flip through a few of my pages. Better yet, grab my book on the way to the beach or the park and discover a new town and new people with drama all their own.
AMS: Let’s have a little fun with fill-in-the-blanks. “The floor of my kitchen is so ___ you can ___ it.”
JA: The floor of my kitchen is so shiny you can see all the wrinkles and gray hairs my children have given me in it.
AMS: What’s up next for you? Where can we find you and your books online?
JA: A short, sweet romance I wrote will be out November 2011 by TMP in a Veteran’s Anthology available through their website.  You can visit www.turquoisemorningpress.com and get more info on all the places you can purchase.  January marks the launch of Honey Creek by TMP and my YA will be out April 2011. I don’t have the dates of the other 2 books in the series but all info will be available on the TMP website.  Come check me out on Twitter at JenniA8677, my blog at musingsfromthepeanutgallery.blogspot.com and soon they’ll be links on the TMP website that will take you to the world of Honey Creek, Ohio. Thanks again for having me on the Authorial Moms blog! It was a blast. Hope to see you all at any upcoming conventions or shows.
AMS: Thanks so much, Jennifer, for stopping by! Readers, tune in next month to read about how Jennifer got ‘The Call!’

Represented by Marsal/Lyon Literary Agents!

It’s official! The paperwork has been signed, sealed, and delivered. I’ve joined the Marsal/Lyon Literary Agency, and I’ll be working with Jill Marsal!

Here’s how it went down. I had a partial of my single-title novel, Mystic Cowboy, in with another agency. That agency opened up a self-publishing arm, which is a conflict of interest to an agent’s position. This caused a huge dust-up on the Internets (and ‘dust-up’ is a professional term). So I withdrew my partial. The agent in question offered to discuss my concerns about this publishing venture, so on July 29th–a Friday–we set up a phone call for Tuesday, August 2nd. The agent was very nice, and her answers were okay, but at the end of the conversation, I asked what the status of my partial was. She couldn’t recall if I had sent her a partial or a full, what the title of the book was, what it was about, or even when I had sent it. In other words, she hadn’t taken the thirty seconds to even call up my email to her.

Clearly, this was not the agent for me. I withdrew it a second time.

So that was Tuesday, and I began to consider my other options. On Wednesday, August 3rd, an agent I follow on Twitter named Kevan Lyon, posted something. I’m not sure what–the exact words escape me. It was along the lines of her having worked through her backlog, or cleaned out her inbox, or maybe she was open to submissions again. I don’t know. I do know that I read that tweet and thought, “Huh. I’ve heard of Kevan Lyon. Maybe now would be a good time to submit.” I checked the Marsal/Lyon website and saw that I knew several of their clients. And they only wanted a query letter. I can send query letters in my sleep by now, so Wednesday night, I fired that letter off.

Then, because so many things in publishing move so very slowly, I sort of immediately forgot about it. If you have ever asked me to get something out of the freezer so it can defrost for supper, you’ll know I’m not kidding when I say it floated from my mind. I could try to make it sound nice by saying I decided not to think about the query for another month or so–most likely, the earliest I would hear back, but the simple truth is, I forgot about it.

For a whole 24 hours. Thursday night, The Kid had come down with a fever and went to bed way early. My husband and I enjoyed this bonus adult time by watching a movie while I worked on my new website (which, I promise, is coming soon!). Out of the blue, I get an email from Jill Marsal, which, in its entirety, read:

Kevan forwarded your email to me.  I would be happy to look at your manuscript.  Please include the cover letter below.

The ‘cover letter’ was the query letter. I sat there in stunned silence for a moment. Had I just gotten a request for a full–from an agent I hadn’t even queried–less than 25 hours after I sent the query letter?

Yes. So I fired Mystic Cowboy right back to her, making sure to change the query letter to her name. This time, I didn’t actually forget about it. But I promised myself I wouldn’t slip into that ‘gotta-check-the-email-every-five-seconds’ mode of hyper vigilance. Honest!

So the next day was Friday, August 5th. The Kid was just sick enough that we got to stay home (there are worse things than sick days on Fridays) but not so sick that he couldn’t demand cartoons all day long.  So we hung out, watching everything except Spongebob (I detest!) and generally just having a do-nothing day. I worked on that darned website some more. I took a break to eat lunch, came back, turned on the computer, and had a message from Jill asking for my phone number and a good time to talk.

I had brought my dessert–a small bowl of jelly beans–back to the computer. I sat there, completely stunned, chewing a Jelly Belly. Seriously? It had been less than 36 hours since I’d queried the agency!

I blinked a couple of times, ate a jelly bean, gauged how much time is left in Toy Story 3, and sent her an email with my phone number that says I could talk this afternoon, as I was home with a not-so-sick child, or we could set up a time for next week. I was clearly banking on the next-week option, because I hit send, put another jelly bean in my mouth, and the phone rang.

Sheer panic is knowing that you’ve got to answer the phone in your best professional voice and not only do you have to hope that your kid doesn’t start screaming about toys in the garbage incinerator, but you also have to get your upper teeth unstuck from your lower teeth. Also, you *know* deep in your heart that you’re supposed to have intelligent, rational questions ready to ask potential agents–and all you can think about is the jelly-bean cement gluing your mouth shut.

Ah, the glamorous life of an author.

So I manage to get my mouth unstuck and answer the phone before it goes to the machine. Jill and I had a very nice conversation in which she told me she liked Mystic and would like to represent it and I made a borderline fool of myself babbling. I mean, I was so discombobulated that I asked for the number of one of her clients so badly that she said, “Why do you want that?” And I said, “So I can talk to someone and make sure you’re a nice person.” There was a two second pause, and she said, “So you want a reference?” DUH. YES. I tried to laugh off the fact that I work with words for a living and couldn’t do a decent job describing a reference.

But Jill is such a nice person that she didn’t seem to be scared off by my strangeness or The Kid shouting about toys burning up in the background. She emailed me a reference within minutes, and I had a lovely talk with Robin Perini, whom I had met at the RWA conference in New York a few weeks earlier, right before she won the Golden Heart (for which you should go and congratulate her!). She told me that Jill replied to emails within hours, that she and Kevan worked as a team, and that Jill was an all-around awesome agent. I followed this up with some other emails, but that all dovetailed with my brief experiences with the agency. Those things, plus someone to help me navigate contracts, are what I need in an agent.

So I mailed the contracts that Monday, and yesterday got my signed copy back. It’s official, in that warm-and-fuzzy legal sort of way. I’m incredibly excited about this new phase of my career and thrilled that Mystic has another chance to make it to a shelf. Jill has already offered me priceless guidance in the few short weeks we’ve been working together. Good things are happening!

Pre-Order A MAN OF HIS WORD!

I am in a state of thrilled shock.

A Man of His Word is now available for pre-order on Amazon.com!

Here’s a funny story about Amazon and it’s rare and wondrous ranking systems. The moment the pre-order went live, my mother (Hi, Mom!) ordered herself six copies. This jumped me out of no ranking all the way to 42 thousand and some-odd change. But more than that, it put me at the following:

#3 in Books > 4-for-3 Books > Romance > Series > Silhouette Desire


So on a sub-, sub-, sub-, sub-, sub list, I was number three! PARTY AT MY HOUSE!


Then my mother (Hi, Mom!) called my Gram (now 96 and 1/2 years old) and told her about the availablity. Gram told Mom to order her six books (both of these kind women overlooking the fact that I was going to GIVE them books). Mom did as requested.


Suddenly, I jumped up to the mid-39 thousands in rank and–get this:


#1 in Books > 4-for-3 Books > Romance > Series > Silhouette Desire

For a brief, amazing time in my life, I was ranked higher than Brenda Jackson. (Yes, I expect you to know who she is. Look her up!)


While it is thrilling to say that I’m #1!, the cold, hard facts are, I sold 12 books. Just 12. Not hundred, not thousand. Twelve lonely little books. To my mommy. And in the bigger scheme of things, I was still 39-thousand-some-odd. 


But for those of you who are wondering what makes a best-seller on Amazon, the take-away fact is that unless you’re in the top 500 on the Amazon Bestsellers Rank, selling as many as two books will significantly impact your rankings, potentially jumping you from 100,000 up to 30,000. What does that mean? That you sold two books. 


So if you’re new to this whole Authorial thing, like many of us are, don’t let checking the rankings be something that takes you away from writing. The book comes first. Rankings come in at about 312th.


Taking the Publishing World by Storm (or at least by a light rain)

So the Romance Writers of America annual conference began. Time to get to work!

We eased into this whole business thing by having dinner with my editor, Stacy Boyd, as well as Desire editor Charles Griemsman and Desire author Cat Schield. I’m going to be honest. After two straight dinners with beverages winding up on my lap, I was worried that some sort of fluid would be spilled on someone. This fear got even stronger when Cat let my child–Chief Spiller–play with her Ipad and the deluxe Angry Birds. I owe that woman. Big Time.
But we made it through dinner sans spill, thank God. The next morning was the first official Harlequin event, Digital Day. This is where nice people who know about things like Twitter and stuff tell me what to do. Like join Twitter.
This was mere moments before I was informed I had to join Twitter. Notice I’m still smiling. Here. Come follow me on Twitter
That evening, I had a truly productive, happy meeting with Stacy. She’d just finished reading the first Bolton book and was enthused. This was thrilling, because most of the time, I have no idea what I’m doing. It’s great to know when it’s working! So, if everything works according to plan, everyone else will have a crack at those Bolton Boy in 2013, with the two follow-up novels to A Man of His Word coming out in 2012. EXCITING!

Actually, let’s just take a moment to pause. ‘Exciting’ is not nearly a strong enough word to sum up the happy fruit of my four years of labor. Let’s all take a moment to jump up and down and scream “YIPEEE!” as loud as possible, okay? Because, trust me, that’s what I’m doing right now.

Then I had Junior’s cheesecake with Carolyn and Jennifer of Romance Novel News. Two funnier, nicer women I’m not sure I’ll ever meet–emphasis on the funnier part there. I’m not sure we’re allowed back in Junior’s, though.
The next day I went to some workshops, listened to some speeches, and wore white pants without anyone–including myself–spilling on them. Then I went to a blogger’s tea thrown by Harlequin–hey, I do occasionally review books for RNN!–where the lovely ladies made me wear a fascinator-style headpiece. It was a tea, after all. I met fellow new Desire author Andrea Laurence, which was a very good thing. 
That’s me with Andrea on the left and Cat Schield in the middle (sans fascinators). The new Desire Authors!
That night, I went to one of only two chapter events I ever make it to–the Chicago-North RWA champagne party. For reasons that are best described as ‘insane,’ I took my husband and son. I seriously thought my hubby would have a glass of champagne while The Kid cribbed a few pieces of chocolate–and then they would leave. They were still there an hour later. The chocolate was Lindt, so The Kid looked like a chipmunk. I guess he was adorable enough to be allowed to stay.

After we all left, I went up, tucked him into bed, and went to the last party of the night–the Harlequin pyjama party–because Harlequin headquarters are in Canada, and that’s how they spell it up there. I wore my fascinator.

As you can see, I have a twig on my head. Which was good, because Larissa Walker wore hers, too. Even though Larissa and Amy Wilkins made me join Twitter, they turned out to be a fun bunch of women. I won’t even talk about how fun Vivienne Courtoise was. I think her bunny glasses say it all.

Thursday came and went in a rush. I went to the Harlequin Series Toast–where I drank champagne on a mostly empty stomach–and then, that night was the Harlequin Publisher’s Party.

It was, in a word, crazy. NOT the kind of crazy where nearly nude male models wear fig-leaf briefs and pretend to be classic statues like David. But it was CLOSE.

Here’s the funny story about the party. I didn’t feel awesome to begin with–see above about champagne on an empty stomach, followed by a too-heavy dinner. I got crammed into a van with seven other ladies. After bobbing and weaving through the crazy city streets, we get to the Waldorf Astoria. That alone is awesome. I go to pay my share for the ride, and the rest of the van laughs at me. Little did I know that the woman who was in the front seat was Brenda Chin, senior editor of Harlequin Blaze. She paid. I was very thankful as I tried to remember if I had said anything embarrassing on the ride over.

Okay, no. Disaster averted. Into the Waldorf! Where I promptly discovered I was not on The List. As in, not going to the party. This is the moment where panic set in. “But I write for Harlequin!” I said in a voice that was not even a little whiny. An Official Person was called over, I handed over my business card, and was shunted to the side.

Sheer panic.

But then my knight in shining armor–better known as Charles Griemsman, Desire Editor–walked up with USA Today Bestselling Author Day Leclaire. “What are you doing over here?” Charles asked. “I’m not on the list.” I swear, the hackles visibly went up on Charles’ neck. “You’re not on the list? Oh, we will see about that!”

Luckily, before Charles could go all velociraptor on someone, the Official Person said I could go in. I was given my pair of socks and the green light.

Yes. Socks. With Harlequin embroidered on them. Before I could grasp that, I found myself standing with Day and Charles in front of a Harlequin backdrop with the world’s Grumpiest Old Man Paparrazi. “They tell me 300, and now they say 500. It’s elder abuse, I tell you–Elder Abuse. Now smile!” Trust me–smiling was the only option at that point.

So I go in, carrying my socks.


So, it turned out that you need socks because everyone–and I mean EVERYONE–dances. No exception. They fly in the same DJ every year, and he plays the same set list to open. Editors, publishers, NYT Best-Selling Authors–they all take their shoes off and dance. Every single person.

So I danced. I wandered past the custom-made cupcake and ice cream bars. I drank Shirley Temples at the open bar. I yawned while boogieing. Finally, after 2 1/2 hours, I had to go to sleep.

So I wander down to the street, plaintively asking if anyone wants to share a cab ride back to the conference hotel. Three nice ladies say sure, and ask me what I write. We chitchat back to the hotel, and I get out my money to pay my part. All three women kind of laugh at me. “Honey,” the tall one says, “You’re in a cab with three editors from the Toronto office.”

Oh. I was very thankful as I tried to remember if I had said anything embarrassing on the ride over. No, I think. So good to go there. But thus, the major money-saving trip: Always catch rides with editors. They put cab fare on the company tab.

Friday was also good. I slept in past the first session–Shirley Temples take a lot out of a girl!–but made it to the session I was moderating, “How to Make Yourself Irresistible to Editors.” An editor wound up requesting a partial of Mystic Cowboy after that. And thus, my business trip was complete. Mission Accomplished!

So while I didn’t necessarily take the Publishing World by Storm, I did manage to take it by a Light Rain. Many thanks go out to Andrea, Cat, Charles, Stacy, Day, Blythe Gifford, Rebecca Finley, and everyone else who helped make my trip insanely productive and fun!

How to Self-Publish a Novel

Sarah M. Anderson,
Proud Granddaughter

Authorial Mom Sarah here, with a not-exhaustive recounting of how I published my grandmother Goldie Lucas’ novel, Eleanore Gray.

There’s been a lot of heated (and, dare I say, overheated) discussion about self-publication these days. Brand new authors are forgoing the ‘tradtional’ New York publication routes and putting things out there. Established authors are walking away from contracts to self-publish. The e-book world is changing the playing field faster than anyone can level it.

This is not a blog about those choices. After all, my own books are coming out with Harlequin–that’s pretty traditional. I’m going to go on record here as saying each author has to find the publication method they’re most comfortable with.

Instead, this is a blog about how I (along with my parents, aunts, and uncles) rescued my grandmother’s handwritten novel and brought it out of the closet (literally) and into print form.

Goldie M. Lucas

My reasons: Goldie was a poet. Her voice is lyrical and gentle. But the fact is that selling Eleanore Gray to a traditional publisher would be an uphill batte. It’s a sweet book–no sex, and any violence happens off the page. The most scandalous thing that happens in the whole book is when Eleanore and her friend Nell make bathing costumes and go swimming. In other words, while this is a book my Gram Frances (age: 96 years old) would love, it’s not a book that publishers would be falling over themselves to snatch up. There’s just not that much of a market for sweet, historical, inspirational novels. Traditional publishers would also most likely want revisions–to see the climatic fight, maybe the wedding night. They would want more internal monologue or changes to the point-of-view. As these are the only words of Goldie’s I have, I was unwilling to make wholesale revisions. (Plus, her voice is so distinctive that I had trouble mimicking it for the small changes I did make.)

Second was identifying the market for the book. That’s easy–my relatives. The aunts, uncles, and cousins who had heard Goldie had a book ‘somewhere’ but had never seen it. This is a piece of our family history, so it’s important to the Wrights (Goldie’s maiden name), the Lucases, and all the other branches of the family. If other people buy and love the book, that’s WONDERFUL. I encourage you to check it out here and here! But that’s just icing on the literary cake.

These first and second reasons dovetailed into the third reason: Goldie’s children are not getting any younger, and traditional published could take years of rejections and suggested revisions before any publisher made an offer. Time is of the essence here, and even then, it still took a year.

So I have a list of reasons that argue against traditional publishing. My relatives were supportive of my choice to do the book myself. However, I had never gone the self-publishing route before, so there was a rather large learning curve. Here’s what I did to make this book:

1. Editing. Because Goldie wrote this book and my Uncle Jim had already had it typed up, I didn’t have to write it. But I did have to edit the heck out of it. I did different readings for grammar (commas, apostrophes, etc.), word choice (ah, ‘historical’ terms for certain groups are no longer acceptable; repetition), and cohesiveness (Goldie died before finishing the book. The ending needed work to provide closure.). I read the book about five times BEFORE I even started looking at my publishing options. I had a professional editor (the Lovely Mary, Grammar Goddess) read it as well. My parents read it, too, as did Uncle Jim. Everyone caught different things.

2. Publishing Options: I made the choice to go with CreateSpace, an Amazon.com subsidiary. I thought at the time that would make it easier to load the book to Kindle format (more on that later), but I found several blogs that said Lulu.com, CreateSpace, and all those other print-on-demand services used the exact same printing technology. The book would look the same no matter who did it; it came down to price. CreateSpace was about $1 cheaper for production costs than Lulu.

Side Note: I’m defining ‘self-publishing’ synonymously with ‘print-on-demand.’ Using CreateSpace cost me nothing upfront. The only cost I have is to buy the book. Uploading the files and covers was free. (Same with Lulu.) Now, there are a wide variety of add-on options–I could have purchased cover design help, or formatting assistance. I could have also purchased distribution packages. Some of these add-on services were pretty cheap–the Pro Plan distribution package was about $40. Others, like the Total Design Freedom Marketing Pro service–where you give them a rough manuscript and they give you a finished book–can cost up to $5,000 (that’s dollars, people). I didn’t need any of that junk. I just needed the book printed. Print-on-demand costs are about half of the cover price of the book.

3. Services: As I mentioned above, I could have plunked down 5 grand to get a professional looking book. I didn’t. While that one-stop shopping can seem easy, the odds of recouping that much money off this book are slim. Studies have shown that most self-published books only sell about 250 copies–which is about how many people the average author knows personally. That’s about how many family members I have. If we sell an extra 50, that’s awesome. But again, I’m not putting this book out for fame and fortune. I’m doing it for my family.

So how did I make the book look like a real book instead of something someone slapped a stock photo on? First–and if you’re doing to self-publish, I cannot stress the importance of this enough–GET AN EDITOR. I’m an editor at my day job; I still asked the Lovely Mary to read it. This went through five sets of eyes. Typo-free text is the first sign of professionalism.

Second: I’m not a professional graphic designer. But my friend Leah Hanlin of BlueSky Design is. She was excited to do the book with me. I chose a piece of art that fit the book perfectly from IStock.com and we discussed my ideas. I also brought in a book published by Penguin that was the same shape, size, and theme that I wanted. Leah was doing a book cover for the first time, so she also had a learning curve, but the end result was worth it.

I had heard horror stories of people uploading their Word files and getting books back where the pages had been shrunk from 8 1/2 x 11 to 5 x 8, rendering the font size unreadable. When your target market is over 60, you want to avoid minuscule font sizes. So I asked Leah to set the pages. The inside pages printed exactly as she set them, and the cover looked professional, not half-assed. This service added about $500 to the production costs, which may seem like a lot, but remember, that’s one zero less than CreateSpace was offering for the same thing.

3. Uploading and Proofing: Leah set the pages, and I read the book again (catching about 20 more errors–you can’t proof enough). Then we stayed up way past my bedtime to upload the files. The cover was tricky–we had to shrink the file size without losing the quality–something about flattening. (Again, this is why I hired Leah.) Then CreateSpace checked the files and let me know when I could order a proof, which was the next day.

The shipping on the proof was about $3.50, and was supposed to take a week. It got here four days early, so my personal experience says the faster shipping wasn’t vital.

Then I READ THE BOOK AGAIN. You must do this. Because Leah is a professional (and the printing  gods were smiling on us all), the book was good to go. I did find one indent that was off, an extra hypen where I don’t really need one, and a few commas I’d add back in. But the pages printed in the right order, right-side-up, and the cover lined up. I’m sure that someone will email me with a correction or two, but if you don’t read the proof, you won’t know if you’re putting out a quality product or not.

4. Ordering: So the proof was good; ordering copies came next. Uncle Jim had a family reunion coming up, so I ordered him a box at the author price (about $7.50) and had them shipped to his house. I ordered a separate box for myself. The shipping costs for this bulk order were considerably cheaper–about $0.50-1 a book, instead of $3-4. I could get it faster, but that’s much, much more money.

5. Distribution: Amazon.com is my main distributor, but I have the book stocked at Great Debates, my local independent bookstore, as well as a few church and Christian bookstores. I can also try marketing it in and around the Ozarks in Missouri.

But here’s the thing about that–marketing and distributing a book takes TIME. If you want to sell more than that 250 books I mentioned earlier, you’re going to have to get out there and pound the pavement, press the  flesh, and talk the book up to a lot of people who may or may not care a whit about your ‘baby.’ You have to blog, social network, and beg for reviews. You have to know how much time and energy you can put into marketing, and you have to be prepared to hear that ‘no.’ You have to be able to deal with bad reviews. (For a lesson in how NOT to handle reviews, read this. And then promise me you won’t ever, ever do that.) If you can’t handle that, you need to reconsider putting your book out there.

6. E-book formatting. One of the original reasons I went with CreateSpace was because I thought it would make Kindling the book easier. That wasn’t necessarily true. Leah did a great job with the print version, but she made PDFs on a Mac. When she went to do the Kindle form, she discovered they do not want PDFs. They want some other program that is PC based that requires downloads. Smashwords was the same. This was quite a speed bump in our plans, so we went ahead and did the print version first. Neither one of us has quite figured out how to work this new program on the PC, so I’ll have to get back to you on how it turned out.

I do know that I want the e version out there–that way, it’ll never go away. My son and all potential grandchildren will still be able to find Goldie’s book and read it. Putting Eleanore Gray out there on a cloud makes it close to immortal.

So that’s it. I am still in the middle of the marketing process–sell sheets, cold calls, a box of books in my trunk just in case someone wants one. I hope to recover my costs, but again, this is a piece of my family history. If I sell a million books, great! If not, I’ve done my best by Goldie and her children and grandchildren.

Eleanore Gray can be purchased here at Amazon and here at CreateSpace. And don’t forget that I’m giving away a copy here on June 21st! Be sure to leave a comment to be entered!

Eleanore Gray by Goldie M. Lucas

Authorial Mom Sarah here, and I’m SO excited! Eleanore Gray is here!


As you may recall from this blog and this one, I’ve been working on my grandmother Goldie’s book, Eleanore Gray. This process took a lot longer than I hoped it would (life happens, you know), but I can now safely say that the book is done!


Here’s the back-cover copy:

Eleanore Gray by Goldie M. Lucas

When Dr. Bob Gray drowns, he leaves his young wife, Eleanore, and their three children with a mountain of bills. In 1902, there are few options open to a young widow, so Eleanore takes the scandalous step to relocate her young children to an abandoned farm deep in the Ozark Hills in Missouri. There, nestled in the verdant Hill country, Eleanore transforms from a delicate housewife to a self-reliant farm woman.

Eleanore struggles to understand the backward ways of the Hill people. Her brother-in-law, Will Gray, tries to shield her from the rough ways of her neighbors, but Eleanore is done being shielded. She makes it her Christian mission to save two girls everyone else has written off, and in doing so, finds peace with her woman’s place in the world. But when Will professes his love, Eleanore finds herself struggling not with the question of what she can do for others, but with what she should do for herself.


Goldie was working on this book when she died in 1960. It’s taken 61 years, but we’ve finally been able to publish it. It’s an inspirational historical novel. There’s a touch of romance (a few kisses), but the true love affair is between Goldie and the Ozark Hills of her childhood. Goldie’s lyrical voice shines through each description of the Hill country. 


The book is available online at Amazon here, and at Createspace here. Right now, the print version is the only one available, and it’s $15.95. The Kindle version will be available soon (read: when we get the formatting issues figured out.)


The book will also be available at my local independent bookstore, Great Debates. I’m working on getting it into the Crossing churches and see if any place down in the Ozarks will carry it. 


In the coming weeks, I’ll be talking a little more about the self-publishing journey I undertook with this book, and comparing it to selling my own book to Harlequin, but for now, I hope you’ll order a copy (or three) and leave a review on the Amazon. I put this out there for Goldie’s children and grandchildren, the Wrights and the Lucases, but I encourage you to check it out. I’ve read it about ten times now, and every time, the beauty of her words gets me. It’s a good book. You’ll enjoy it!


To celebrate this joyous event, I’m giving away one copy! All you have to do is leave a comment below telling me about your grandmother. What legacy did she leave you? How did/do you know her? Even a sweet memory will get you entered into this random drawing. The contest ends on June 19th; the winner will be notified here on June 21st. Good luck!


*Contest open to U.S. residents only. No purchase necessary. Void where prohibited. Winner will be randomly chosen by a 6-year-old boy guessing numbers and notified on the Authorial Moms blog on June 21st, 2011.