Writing Festivals and Conferences…

May 16th, 2012

Going to writing conferences and festivals can be expensive, but instead of calling it an expense, think about the cost as an investment in your writing career. Writing is a business just like any other and needs an injection of capital to get it off the ground. So should your writing career be any different? Money invested in festivals and conferences will reap the following, plus more.

Fellowship

Writing is a lonely business. You slog away for hour after hour perfecting your words to create the right atmosphere, intriguing dialogue, and tension between the characters hoping that the the reader will keep turning the page so that she can’t put your book down until the early hours of the morning. To achieve this you have to spend many hours at the keyboard, or putting pen to paper, and then some. By going to conferences/festivals you find you aren’t alone. Out there in the world there are others who are toiling away into the wee hours of the moning honing their craft and trying to bring something of their life’s journey to their reader.

Knowledge

There are many writers who have gone before you. They’ve walked the experiences of writer’s block, procrastination, will my work be exciting to read, the structural edits, the line edits and the many revisions. They have tips and solutions that have stood the test of time and brought them through to the finish line. They know about characters, plotting, setting, pacing, revising, editing, publishing and marketing. These writers have enormous banks of knowledge inside them. At conferences they are bursting to share their knowledge with others. Workshops are the hive for the aspiring author, too. Be honest with yourself and determine your weaknesses and go to workshops that focus on them. Gain the knowlege you need to make you a better writer.

Publishing

Finding an agent or publisher is a difficult and also time consuming part of being an author. Most conferences have editors representing their publishing houses and if you can get a face to face interview, even if it’s only five minutes, you are way ahead of someone who doesn’t go to a conference. If properly prepared those five minutes may land you a three-book contract with a major publishing house. Being prepared and feeling confident about your work and who you are as an author is one of the biggest challenges. This is your opportunity to get that elusive contract. I will go into depth about this in a later blog. Meeting an agent or editor at a conference can help you by-pass the slush pile. Well worth the investment, don’t you think.?

Marketing

The book is written, you’ve found the publisher, now you don’t have to worry about that book because it’s going to sell, right? Wrong. Publishing houses do some marketing for the first two weeks a book comes out, after that they expect you to be pushing your book. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but I think marketing is harder than writing the book. But clever marketing can bring you more sales, but the most important aspect of marketing to remember is if your book doesn’t sing with your readership, your book will sell poorly. It’s hard pushing a second rate book, it has to be good and that brings us back to knowledge and craft. Where are you going to get that current knowledge and craft? At a writing conference or festival.

This Weekend

So, it seems conferences and festivals offer a lot for the aspiring and published author. Yes, published authors should go to these events as well, because there are always new and inovative ways of writing and what better place to do that than with a band of brainstorming authors. This weekend I’m off to the Bundaberg Writefest to fellowship, gain more knowledge, speak to editors and agents, and to learn more about marketing. Oh, and to have a lot of fun  too! If you’re going to be there, make sure you say hi, I’d love to meet you.

Mothers

May 8th, 2012

Mothers are special. They comfort us from the moment we’re born until they are no longer with us. How often do we take them for granted? Many of us do, so I’m glad we have Mother’s Day to remember all the sacrifices they make for us.

My mother died when I was young, and after having twelve children, she certainly understood what sacrifice meant. Even my older sister who raised me sacrificed much by including me in her family. I am eternally grateful for her love, comfort and support.  If it wasn’t for her kind heart and generosity, who knows where I might be today.

Many women have taken on orphans, or children who couldn’t be raised by their biological mother. You are special; you have given a child the wonderful gift of love in a real and practical way. I hope this Sunday you will receive a special thank you from those who love you, and you will take all the love that comes your way. You continue to give, give and give some more. There is no end to the love in your heart

Are you at a loss what to get Mum this Sunday? Four shopping days to go to buy books by Australian authors at Koorong. If you don’t know Koorong, click on this link to find what they offer: http://koorong.com/ When you buy, your name will go into the draw to win a weekend away at Daydream Island Resort and Spa. Find out more: http://www.daydreamisland.com/ Giving books, what better way to encourage Mum to put her feet up and have some time out.

I wish all Mothers, a very happy and special Mother’s Day. Never under-estimate the important contribution you make to our community and to future generations. Thank you all!

Daydreaming at Daydream Island Resort and Spa

May 1st, 2012

Do you ever have a day when you feel like you’re climbing Mt Everest? When your head feels as though it has a tight band around it crushing your brain? Your insides are so tight they feel like they will implode? You’re not alone. These symptoms can mean you’re stressed and need time out.

A while ago, I took time out at Daydream Island Resort and Spa, in the Whitsunday Islands and it was the best decision I’d made in a long time. From the moment I spotted the island, pictured here, the stress begain to drain from my shoulders; my insides began to unwind; and I realised I was in for a treat. I spent a week of swimming in the sparkling pool, relaxing at the bar by the pool with a cool drink, walking the island to a lookout where I felt I was the only person in the world; and then I unwound still further at the Rejuvenation Spa. No mobile phone, no computer, no domestic duties. Bliss! As the stress decreased my creative well began to fill. This was the tonic I needed. There was plenty of food, more than I could eat, and each night I fell into a deep slumber like I hadn’t experienced in a long time.

Would you like to sample this experience? You could be the lucky Mother’s Day winner just for shopping at Koorong bookstore. Australian authors are being featured for the next couple of weeks leading up to Mother’s day. If you buy any of the Australian authors’s books you can go in the draw to win a weekend for two at Daydream Island Resort and Spa. What a treat! Who wouldn’t want to be spoilt at this luxury resort.

To find out more about Daydream Island Resort and Spa click here www.daydreamisland.com

Click on the link to Koorong here: http://www.koorong.com.au/ Scroll to the bottom of the web page and click on the link ‘New from Australian Author Rose Dee” on the left hand side. Good luck!

 

 

Tribute To Our Heroes

April 24th, 2012

I write this post on the eve of Anzac Day 2012. Whether I agree or disagree with why Australia sent her best men and women to fight wars half a world away is irrevelant. The important thing today is to remember the sacrifice these men and women made believing they were striving for a way of life that meant freedom for the people they fought for.

Men and women with big hearts laid down their work tools to answer the call “Your Country Needs You”. Prepared to put their lives on the line for others, they were someone’s husband, father, son, brother, uncle, nephew, friend or lover, who were out in the muddied trenches with the rats; ducking from the bullets that whistled over their head; not sure when they would find time for their next meal let alone a cup of tea; tired, wet and exhausted as they lived and fought in the rain soaked trenches; men bleeding to death next to them crying out for mercy from the pain of a wound. The women weren’t in the trenches, but they dealt with the wounded men and in their other support roles, they died, too. A huge sacrifice. If they survived, most of the returned soldiers lived with nightmares; some without limbs and other psychological problems too numerous to mention.

I’m not sure how and if the human cost of war can be counted. Not only do we need to consider those who have died on the battlefield, but there are those on the home front who have to suffer long after the war is over. In many cases for the rest of their lives. Post Traumatic Stress Disorder is common among returned service men and women. As a society we need to uphold these heroes and support them in any way we can because it is the leaders of our country who make the decisions that war be declared, not the soldiers. Surely there has to be a better way.

On April 25, my husband and I will gather at the cenotaph with thousands of Australians and New Zealanders to pay our respects. There are many more thousands who celebrate our way of life in their own way on ANZAC Day, too. Whatever way you commemorate ANZAC Day, let’s do it so that we do not forget, so this terrible massacre never happens again.

Thank you to all service men and women, your courage is second to none.

A Precious Moment

April 8th, 2012

While I was in my back garden this morning, I found this butterfly sitting on the grass. I think it’s called a Blue Tiger. Please correct me if I’m wrong.

I felt privileged to have gotten so close. I bent down and placed my finger in front of it. Amazingly, this little creature took a couple of steps toward my finger and climbed up on it. It stayed there until I nudged it to take flight.

It’s not often these special experiences come our way. I felt blessed that an elusive creature had sensed my love for everything on this earth and was content to be with me for a few minutes to appreciate its beauty and share a special moment to bond.

When I looked closely, I saw its left wing was damaged. Perhaps I was meant to be there as it was taking its last breaths…

What this experience made me realise was that it’s important to take the time to tune into the world around us. These moments are there to encourage and pause us in our busy lives; to refresh and inspire us think about what’s really important.

When I Was Fourteen…

March 14th, 2012

When I was fourteen , we spent our holidays at Noosa Heads. The surf crashed into a foamy mass that raced up the beach and clung to the sand at the edge of the water and when the water receded the sand became shiny as glass reflecting the blue sky and headland. It was an idyllic place for a troubled teenager.

I was becoming a woman and I wasn’t sure if this was really what I wanted. My head filled with frightening thoughts of what it meant to grow up and be concerned about work, marriage, babies, life and death. How did other girls do life? Did they live in a perpetual state of fear where they didn’t know who they were? I was confused with how to make friends and keep friends. My peers’ language confused me: one moment we were buddies, the next they turned away and whispered behind their hands while glancing back at me. I chose to be alone.

That summer I was determined to find where I belonged in the world.

I  body surfed every day, diving under the waves pretending I was a dolphin, swimming deeper and deeper into that silent world. When I came up for air, the salt water stung my eyes, but it didn’t matter. The cool water on my skin made me feel special. I was a dolphin and dolphins were perfect. As I waded through the water, I used to cup the froth floating on top of the water in my hands, trying to capture perfection.

Perfection was what I longed for. It was how I saw my future. If I achieved perfection and cleanliness I’d be made. Little did I know perfection isn’t possible, or did it come under the disguise of something else?

Every afternoon at about five o’clock, I sat on the rocks with my friend, the ocean breeze. We talked about life and it was perfect. The wind told me stories of other people’s imperfect lives and how I could make mine perfect. The wind whispered to me that I had to listen to and trust the voice within me that had spoken to me ever since I can remember.  I developed a wild mind that could take me to any place I wanted to go. I longed to get inside another person’s head to see if their wild mind was the same as mine.

The weak afternoon rays of sunshine let me know I may have gotten just a little bit too much sun, but I didn’t care. It was fun pretending to be a fish in the quiet world under the water away from the cacophany above the water. However, beneath all that calm I sensed a sinister more subtle chaos. When I learned to scuba dive in my early twenties, I experienced the sinister world that lurked beneath the surface of the water: fish eating fish.

I envied the eagle flying free above the chaos soaring high on the thermals above the rubble of human life. Years later when I had the opportunity to para-sail I sampled that space above the world, but I soon became bored with hanging in mid-air . However, under the sea, I was intrigued by what lurked under rocky ledges and in coral caves: a delightful discovery of a world beautiful and separate from humanity. In that watery atmosphere I understood sealife lived to the beat of their own intrigue, and so do humans.

Sitting on my rock that summer and staring out to the horizon, I decided the world was a dangerous place. Temporary peace surrounded me as I retreated into my own world. I understood I had a yearning for peace in my heart, but I sensed I had to live a life in order to find peace. I had to live a series of experiences: great and exciting; boring; painful; heartbroken and every other emotion in between in order for me to find the peace I craved. Otherwise how would I know peace when I found it.

That summer I had peace for a short time. I couldn’t live on that rock of peace forever. If I did I would be dead. I had to get off the ledge and taste life. That meant living in the band between sky and sea: hearing; seeing; tasting; smelling; touching; loving; and hating. It meant walking beside others, stepping into their lives and trying to see life as they did.

It was the summer that changed my life. I had a glimpse into the journey that would end my search for perfection. I chose to live and take all that life was going to throw at me, and I knew I would survive. A quiet conviction settled on my heart that I wanted to be on the earth for the long haul. I didn’t know God then but there was someone watching over me, and taking care of me. I had proof of that. I was an orphan and I’d travelled fourteen years into my life. I was alive and well. I had a quiet assurance there was more for my life and I wanted it, no matter how hard it was going to be.

I’ve returned to my ledge of peace many times to pause in the hectic schedule of life, to catch my breath, draw strength and renew before I step out for the next adventure. It’s worth returning for renewal. My life has taken many paths: some good and some bad, and the paths I take in the future some will be right and some will be another learning experience.

Many challenges, but this life is the perfect life for me. How about you? Have you found your perfect life, or are you on the journey to finding it? I’d love to hear from you.

Charlotte’s Web

March 1st, 2012

“Never hurry, never worry”.

I came across these words from Charlotte’s Web by E.B. White while cleaning out old files during the last three weeks as I waited impatiently for my landline/internet connection. I’m still waiting…

I began to think about why I’m hurrying for it to be connected and why I’ve been worrying. Firstly, I feel cut off from the world. Writing is a solitary occupation. I need to connect with family and friends. I rely on the internet for marketing and research.

I’m using a mobile broadband, but the connection is only one bar’s worth and it tends to drop out every now and then, and it is sooooo slow. All because our home is in a bit of a hollow.

What did I do before broadband?

I waited patiently for the internet to load because that was all that was available. I’ve been spoilt with the new fast broadband. I realised there is no point hurrying and there is no point worrying because the landline will be connected when the technicians are able to do it. No amount of huffing, puffing or blowing by me is going to get me my landline any sooner. Instead, all it’s doing is upsetting those around me and stressing the person at the end of the phone who’s doing the best they can to help me.

So calmly, does it. I’ve forgotten about the internet. I’ve written this in Word, and copied and pasted it onto my website that I  downloaded without hurry and worry as the connection speed allowed. I can do nothing about the speed, so this week I’m endeavouring to remain cool, calm and collected.  I’m working on my third novel, working title, Operation Rainbow’s End, and trying to forget the internet exists. It will be an interesting exercise to see if I become more productive. Keep posted to see what this forced exercise reveals.

How about you? Can these wise words from Charlotte help to make your day less stressful, and more productive, too? I’d love to hear from you.

CALEB 2011 Winner … Paula Vince

January 27th, 2012

My last featured author for January is Paula Vince. Paul won the CALEB 2011 Prize with her novel, Best Forgotten.

Welcome, Paula!

Please tell us a little about yourself and how long you’ve been writing?

I’m a homeschooling mother of three children aged between seven and seventeen. We live in the Adelaide Hills of South Australia which I’ve found is the perfect place to set novels. It’s beautiful all year round with four very distinctive seasons. 

Ever since I was a young schoolgirl, writing fiction is all I ever wanted to do. I believe a story has its own awesome power to touch readers’ hearts in ways other genres don’t. I’ve had faith-inspired novels in the Australian market since 2000.

Your book, Best Forgotten, won the 2011 CALEB Award. Would you tell us about it and what inspired you to write it?

I’d been intrigued by the relationship between our thinking habits and what we make of our lives. Are our personalities a product of random events or the thoughts we choose to think about them? I’d wanted to tackle questions like that for a long time. 

In Best Forgotten, I have a bewildered young hero with complete amnesia who develops an aversion to the person he used to be. He can’t understand the way he used to behave or the choices he made. His girlfriend is keeping him at arm’s length and he discovers that his best friend disappeared without a trace on the night of his own accident. The more he investigates, the more likely it appears that he was involved in something really sinister and shady. He is both hero and detective of his story and terrified that he may also turn out to be the villain. It’s a blend of mystery, suspense and romance.

Who is your favourite author and what is it about their work you like?

There are so many excellent fiction authors I admire, I’d honestly find it difficult to choose one or two. I would like to pay tribute to Janette Oke and Francine Rivers, though, because these ladies first made me aware that there is even such a thing as Christian fiction. Way back in the late eighties when I was still a schoolgirl, I sat up late turning the pages of their books, anxious to find out what was going to happen to their characters. These two authors are responsible for making me determined to try my hand at doing for Australia what they were doing for America.

What books did you read growing up?

I read a steady diet of the old classics. As a girl, I loved Laura Ingalls Wilder’s “Little House” series and anything ever written by L. M. Montgomery. The formative book during my teens was Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte. I considered that book the prototype of everything a wonderful novel was supposed to include. I used to love studying its elements, pulling it apart and marveling at the perfect blend of characterization and plot, all enhanced by her wonderful descriptions of her local environment, the Yorkshire Moors. It still sits in a position of pride on my shelf.

What does a typical day look like for Paula?

I like to get up before others for some quiet time and a bit of writing. We have a relaxed homeschooling style based on reading books and following wherever the kids’ interests lead them. This results in a really interesting blend of studies and excursions, especially as their ages are so diverse. Fitting in a walk and a bit of reading is ideal, too, and there’s always housework. I’m definitely the stay-at-home type.

What advice would you give an aspiring Christian romance author?

If your personal daydreams about your characters and their potential storylines intrigue you, there is an excellent chance that they’ll capture other people’s imaginations too. Whenever the writing becomes more of a chore than a labour of love, perhaps you need to sit back and ponder how to re-ignite that spark.

Also, be prepared to revise and re-write a lot. Getting to enjoy the editing stage as much as the writing is an important part of the lifestyle.

What can readers expect in your next book?

Its working title is Along for the Ride. The heroine is a young woman who feels compelled to travel to the other side of the world to right a wrong she committed in her childhood that has never stopped eating her peace. The hero is a brilliant young man who faces the challenge of changing everything he ever believed was true. It also tackles the question of divine healing and whether God chooses to work independently of or in response to our faith. I always aim to draw tears and laughter from my readers. I hope this will be no exception.

Thanks for being part of my blog today, Paula.

To learn more about Paula and other books she has written, you can read her blog  www.justoccurred.blogspot.com

Paula’s books are available at Koorong, Christian Bookworld and independent bookstores.

… And The Winner of Is …

January 23rd, 2012

 

The lucky winner is Maria!!!

Maria, please contact Helen on her contact page http://helenlacey.com/?page_id=83 and she will be in contact with you.

Helen Lacey … Romance From The Heart

January 19th, 2012

Today, I’m interviewing debut author, Helen Lacey. Helen has a passion for horses, and her dream has come true with the recent release of her novel, Made for Marriage

Welcome, Helen!

Tell us about your debut release, Made for Marriage, and why you decided to write romance?

I wanted to write romance from the time I read my first Mills & Boon novel when I was twelve years old. Made For Marriage is my debut book, published by Harlequin Special Edition. It’s the story of a former elite equestrian from California and her struggle to not fall in love with a single dad hero. Of course she fails and falls head over heels – but the journey was fun to write.

Finding a literary agent to represent us is difficult. Tell us about your experiences in finding an agent?

I had a short list of agents I felt would be a good ‘fit’ for me. And rather than submit the usual way to the agent I really wanted to represent me, I watched the Romance Writers of America chapter contest circuit and waited until he was the final judge for one – I entered that contest, won it, and a few weeks later was offered representation.

Who is your favourite author and what is it about their work you like?

Hard question – I have several. I grew up reading Danielle Steele and Barbara Taylor Bradford in mainstream romance, and too many to mention in category romance. I am currently reading a lot of Susan Wiggs and Debbie Macomber. I love their home town settings and the ensemble casts in their books.

What books did you read growing up? How have they influenced the person you are and your writing today?

Black Beauty, The Silver Brumby, The Black Stallion – see the theme? I love horses and they are a big part of the inspiration for my stories. I also read L.M Montgomery, Laura Ingalls Wilder and discovered Jane Austen when I was about eleven. I believe the books we read as a child are some of the most important of our lives and am so pleased I had opportunity to read diversely.

You live in a beautiful part of Australia. Tell us how you came to settle in this area?

About five years ago my husband and I went to visit a friend who lived in a small town by the beach. We’d been considering a sea/tree change for a while and fell in love with this part of the world. The weather is moderate for most of the year and I have a fabulous view of the Pacific Ocean from my office window. Plus I get to have my horses in the back yard, which I just adore.

What does a typical day look like for Helen Lacey?

First I set my husband off to work and feed the dogs. If it’s a full writing day I’ll usually do emails first and check my website. Then I’ll start writing. I try to set a target of 1500 words a day, sometimes I do more, sometimes less. I keep a dairy to keep track of my word count for the week. I’m not a very organised person, so this daily tracking keeps me on target. In the afternoons I head outside to spend time with my horses – feeding, grooming or riding. Then I feed the dogs. I try to spend a couple of hours outside every day. And in between there are errands and house chores and seeing friends and family.

What advice would you give an aspiring romance author wanting to write category romance?

Just write the best book you can. And know what line you want to write for. Read everything current in that line that’s available, follow the blogs of your favourite authors to see what they’re up to and what they are selling. Enter contests if you can, find a good critique partner, invest in professional assessment if you can afford it. But mostly, just write and write.

Thanks so much for visiting with us today, Helen.

You can learn more about Helen and her upcoming books by visiting her website http://helenlacey.com

Helen’s books are available at

Amazon:  http://www.amazon.com/Marriage-Harlequin-Special-Helen-Lacey/dp/0373656483/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1313399068&sr=8-1 

Harlequin:  http://www.harlequin.com/storeitem.html?iid=25098&cid=2868

 

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