Posts tagged indie authors
Ladies and gentlefunk of the Jackverse, it’s time for a bit of a blog hop! If you’re not sure what that is, I’ll hip you to the gist. It’s a pass the baton blog post-athon where one author fires up a daisy chain and the next picks it up. Rinse, wash, repeat. This particular tour is fun, because it focuses on the writing process — and we all love a good process! Read on to get a peek beyond the veil.
In honor of Friday the 13th, I am giving away ebook copies of both I Zombie I and Klockwerk Kabaret for FREE! That’s right, Dec 13th and 14th you can get free ebook copies of these books to nom and slurp. Do it now. Now, I say! Oh, you want links? Sure, I’ll give you links: I Zombie I and Klockwerk Kabaret.
It’s that time again kitties and catses — time for another jack’ing of another innocent victim. This time around it’s fellow steampunk writer (I can say that now because, well, I can.. so there, shut it!). So let’s all grab a nice bowl of schmilk and a can of tuna and curl up in the smallest of boxes as we Jack the crap out of Kat French.
I never thought these words would come out of my mouth, but here goes… Hollywood (and the silver screen) is getting pummelled into oblivion by television. That’s right, I said it — TV is besting Hollywood. And although the spectre of reality TV still poisons the pudding, television is riding a wave of intelligent, provocative programming while Hollywood is fading fast.
I can tell you, in a single word, why this is happening — books. That’s right, ladies and gentlemen of the Dark Hayride, the reason television is besting Hollywood is because of its source material.
I’ve often gone on public record to say I seek out inspiration from everywhere. As an artist, I feel it’s my job to see the unseen and find inspiration in unlikely or overlooked places. I’ve worked this way throughout my artistic life and it has yet to fail me.
Recently I announced I was going to embark on a bit of a genre tangent and wanted to highlight what it was that inspired my first purely sci-fi outing.
By the time you read this, the Eternal Clock will have ticked one more stop toward the final end. That’s right, it’s 213 now and time for the tried and true “resolutions”. No, I’m not going to spout off about exercising more (already work out five times a week), eating better (though I REALLY could benefit from this), nor am I going to even mention taking time to stop and smell flowering plants (already know that roses smell wonderful). What I want to do is drop some truth and reality on you — Jack style!
It’s that time again in the Jackverse where some rouser of rabble winds up on the hot seat hoping the temperature doesn’t get turned up so much their panties get singed.
And then… there’s Emma Jameson. She’s the writer of cozy mysteries that’ll have you curled up under many a blanket, your cat purring loudly on your lap, and a cuppa something nearby. Ah, isn’t like idyllic?
Pull up the black satin sheets over your eyes and prepare to have your pajamas scared off of you. Get Jack’d drags Adriana Noir onto the dark hayride. Adriana hails from a tiny corner of Hell located in small town in N.E. Ohio. But for the time being, she exists only in the Jackverse. Let’s have at her!
Known in some circles as the Dark Chipmunk, Nina has her evil paws in a lot of wicked pies. She’s the administrative and social coordinator of Sirens Call Publications and loves her some deep, dark, chunky fear. So let’s all break out the whips, chain saws, and gas masks for Nina!
Ladies and gentlemen of the Jackverse, I am tickled undead to be able to bring to you a supahstar author who has won awards o’ plenty and writes plenty of dark tales to creep, freak, and tweak you out. She’s smexy, intelligent, and wears lipstick like no one! I give you… the Jacking of Mercedes Murdock Yardley.
Bare with me o’ lovelies of the Jackverse — I have a wee bit of a bone ta pick. No, not with you… you’re all slathered in awesomebutter. The bone I must to be picking is with Barnes & Noble. But why? They are a book seller and I write, well, books. How can I have such a beef?
Let me ask you a question — or, rather, set up a scenario for you. You create a business and start selling a product. You don’t actually create the product, you just distribute the product created by a small faction of creators. Well, along come another group of creators that sell a similar product with just enough variation that consumers want to buy it; so you decide to allow those creators to sell through your company. After a while, the new creators outnumber the original creators and are selling their products cheaper. The consumers want their products, so you sell them. But…
I was riding my bike the other day (as I am wont to do) and noticed a number of new eateries popping up around my stomping grounds. Now, I should mention that Louisville, Kentucky has a LOT of really cool, unique places to break bread that are menu, style, and user-base specific. It’s actually suprising how many great places to eat we have.
I have a point that is universally awesome — stick with me.
If you can scream… you’re still alive!
Screampark is almost ready. Are you? Just in case, I thought I’d offer up a tiny sample of the delights you’ll find between the covers. Here, for your reading pleasure, is the first chapter of my next book. Read on my lovelies.
I’ll confess, I’m not a Who fan, but the title was a perfect fit to something I want to address. What’s that, the Jackverse cries out?
Say what? You mean those guys in the black and white that clowns hate? No my dears, not MIMES…MEMES. And why are MEMES something to be addressed? Because we’re facing what I’m calling The MEME Generation.