Thursday, June 29, 2006
I'm just so thrilled I could burst! I've just turned the second half of my print book into an E-book (all by my little self). I first got the idea from another author in one of my Yahoo Groups when she announced her books on the bestsellers list.
I have submitted my book to the same publisher she uses and it has been accepted, and will be available soon. Then I got impatient and I got to thinking ... ummm ... why can't you do that for yourself as well?
So I fiddled and fretted, and deleted and uploaded, and amended and created and finally ... Look! In your inbox ... it's a bird, no ... a plane ... nope ... it's ... Age is Just a Number: Adventures in Online Dating--all 90 pages of it!
To view the table of contents, read excerpts, place your order, or find out more information about the E-book affiliate program please click here.
Reviews and comments about errors or downright snafus are always welcome.
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
I received an additional email from Sara of BlackExpressions and it was mailed out two days ago. It should be here by the weekend. I'll let you know the verdict as soon as I gobble it up. But in case you can't wait either... here it is:
Sunday, June 04, 2006
By 10 a.m. today I’d had three surprises; and get this—they were all good, great even!
That was in total opposition to my day yesterday. When:
- The phone wouldn’t stop ringing,
- Notes were making nests on my desk; and
- I didn’t leave the office until the cleaners came. And the song in my soul was, Nobody Knows the Trouble I've Seen
- My boss brought me some of her famous baked ziti. (Y’all know how I love Italian food)
- She also told me I could leave early; and
- I received an email from Sara at Black Expression 2005 (Yahoo Writers Group) with fabulous news!
It went like this:
Your poem titled: "The Strong Woman is Not Dead" is included in our anthology.
Please send us an address to mail it to you.
My decorous response:
What a lovely surprise!
My mailing address is:
P.O. Box 145
Whitehall, PA 18052-0145
Thanks for the great news Sara.
Although the little gremlin on my left shoulder tried to bring up the fact that the title of the poem was actually "The Strong Black Woman Is Dead! Or Is She?" I treated it like my alarm clock and beat it into submission, while I continued doing a dance of joy and thought to myself, trouble truly don’t last always.