How could I not? I read chapter 2 of Mr Bell’s Plot book through the lens of my last novel. Why? Because I wrote They Lived They Were with plot squarely in mind. At first I wrote freely, as I tend to do. But later, every editing decision, every scene […]
Novel Excerpt: They Lived They Were at Brighton Beach by Ivan Brave This book launch gives me the chance to meet some of the most interesting personalities on the web. There are just too many cool people out there, doing good by us indie authors. Sharing posts, sharing announcements, and […]
Last month, I finished a book called Start with Why, written by entrepreneur and motivational speaker Simon Sinek. His TED talk and insightful Q&As had been popping up on my YouTube for a while. But it wasn’t until his book was chosen for our company’s book club that I gave […]
We could use some magic in our lives! Seriously! Thank you to Lily and the gang over at The Faerie Review. They do an awesome job of sharing the love of books with readers. Check them out. You are sure to discover something that will sparkle.
The cutest blog on the block? What’s good! Big thank you to Autumn for sharing her digital real estate with a fellow blogger, reader, and writer. If you happen to land on the spotlight, be sure to snoop around her site. There’s always something cool going on there, […]
WHAT IS THIS POST? Ladies and Gentlemen, The next novel is out for pre-sale. K thanks bye. WHY THIS POST? O.o That’s it? O.o No way! My whole life I’ve hated commercials, and here I am engaged in commerce. Spreading the word. Raising […]
Roberto Benigni does a fantastic job in his film about the years before and during WWII, La Vita E Bella, showing that humor can save a child’s life, or at least get you through tough times. Now, I won’t spoil it, if you haven’t seen it, because you must. But […]
2018. Julia sat at a table alone with a birthday cake. Stuck to the creamy icing were six wax candles and a red letter A. She had spent the morning mixing chocolate and eggs for her son, to see him enjoy the three or four slices he was capable of […]
Sound that breaks is noise, sound that moves is music. And from where he stood, Ilya Nikolayevich could almost hear the hum of a ship’s haul in the distance. It cut right across the line where ocean meets the sky, the horizon. He wished for the silence necessary to […]
The next book is called They Lived They Were at Brighton Beach. And this post is a respite from feeling like I have to work at it. Thank you post! What else compares to the chasm between inching forward in life and looking back to see how far one has […]
It is as hot as last Sunday. The air smells like sand and seafoam. There she is. The same waitress works today. She wears an apron, but who cares. Ilya is distracted. He can’t look straight at the woman he is meant to join. He sees her table has […]