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Some of you may know this already, but among the world of indie authors, getting a review from BigAl’s Books and Pals is no small accomplishment. According to statistics released by the site, “In the twelve months ending February 28th, 2014, BigAl … Continue reading
Hi, folks! I just entered Sliding Past Vertical into the 2014 Amazon Breakthrough Novel Awards contest, and blatantly stealing paying homage to a brilliant idea by author Charles Ray, I’d love to share a preview of my entry here. I’m … Continue reading
…I don’t know how to not write. I go into a kind of fugue state when I finish the first draft of a manuscript. Intellectually, I know I’m done for now. I’ve reached the end of the story, and I … Continue reading
On Indies Unlimited: Food for thought by Melissa Bowersock about her experience with being edited (or not, actually) by traditional publishers versus the editorial control she has as an indie author. Although for most authors, I recommend hiring a professional … Continue reading
I hate stereotypes. I get why they exist; human brains like order. They process a lot of information, so they want to sort things into boxes and get on with the day. But we—individual people—are not tick boxes on a … Continue reading
One of the trickier tricks with commas is figuring out how to use them around appositives. An appositive is a noun or a noun phrase in apposition (used to describe) another noun. Um…what? Here’s an example: Professor Katydid, award-winning entomologist, … Continue reading
The Board of Trustees of this writing/editing single proprietorship has convened, debated according to Robert’s Rule of Order, and agreed upon a list of proposed guidelines and actionable items for the upcoming calendar year. We agree to add these items … Continue reading