Tell Again Tuesday
A blog series where we shamelessly share posts from others that we have enjoyed.
Getting the most out of Your Amazon Author Page
By Penny Sansevieri
We often to complicate the heck out of things, don’t we? But the thing is, the best book marketing doesn’t have to be complicated – stop overthinking how to sell books on Amazon. . . .
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Welcome to laughter lines and as some of you may know Debby’s husband is very unwell and requires round the clock care. Update Health and WellnessHowever, Debby has allowed me to raid her Facebook photos to share with you.
Check out Debby’s column here on SmorgasbordD.G. Kaye Explores the Realms of Relationships 2020
Now something from Sally.
A newly married sailor was informed by the Navy that he was going to be stationed a long way from home on a remote island in the Pacific for a year. A few weeks after he got there he began to miss his new wife, so he wrote her a letter.
“My love,” he wrote, “we…
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Welcome to the round up of posts that you might have missed this week on Smorgasbord
I hope you are all well and have some decent weather. Ours is still mixed at the moment with freezing showers forecast for tonight. The sun is shining at the moment and whilst still nippy it is a welcome sight.
As you know I prefer the Classic Editor. I did a trial of the block editor and whilst I appreciate that many are very happy with it. I don’t find it helpful for me, because of the posts that I upload. For example this weekly round up which I try to update daily as even with the original classic editor it would usually take an hour. There was an update about three weeks ago which added more steps into the process. Whilst they have said they will not support the editor I had hoped…
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I started this post 2 years ago and never wrote a word until now. Why? Because it took me that long to figure out the answer to the question I used as the title for this post. Now, I don’t consider myself a slow learner by any means, but there are a lot of things to weigh out when you make decisions as a self-publisher. You have to simultaneously be a creative as well as a project planner, and at times you get lost in the quagmire of endless possibilities. It is my hope that this post, along with others I share along the way, gives you some insight into the decisions you will need to make, and ultimately helps you navigate your own process.
So, to the question I posed in the title, do I need a copyright as an author, the correct response for me was yes. However…
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Glad Abernathy is a character amongst the misfits in my debut novel, Maggie’s Way. She occasionally oversteps her boundaries as mother’s sometimes do when love spills over.
“When you are ready to accept those things that only loved ones can give you, your heart will be whole again. You do not choose life. Life chooses you.” -Glad Abernathy
As I prepared a social media post last night her sentiment about life spurred me to reread the book. Tiny green Post-It notes peeked out from the pages. Each one marked a notable chunk of text drawing me into Maggie’s journey one more time.
Maggie’s Way is the story of middle-aged, second grade teacher, Maggie Abernathy who wants to recuperate from breast cancer during the solitude of summer. Her plans are foiled when seven-year-old, Chloe McIntyre moves in next door with her father John. With Maggie’s grown son away, her ex-husband in the shadows, and her meddling mother’s unannounced visits, her life changes in a way she never could imagine.
One of my favorite scenes comes from Maggie’s point of view when reads Beckett’s journal, an insight into her ex-husband’s journey. The words remind me we are never alone. Love blossoms even if humans aren’t compatible for a lifetime. Hurt bridges the dark and leads those willing to face the unknown into the light.
“I got up, made sure Beckett’s journal was out of sight like so many things had been for years, and continued to be. A ladybug landed on my forearm. I marveled at its spots dreaming of a time when everything seemed so innocent, unscathed. And in that time period of discovering life, I went wading on the shores of my youth to having the foresight to run from raging waves ready to knock me down into the big blue sea of contentment, where I chose to ignore life changing experiences so I could float along with my nose pressed to the sky, not seeing the shark fins that circled around me. I closed my eyes, made a wish, then blew the ladybug from my arm. I watched the insect flutter in the sunshine before landing on my perch in the chaise lounge.”
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