The Protector's Eye

Akasha is on sale now on Amazon. The e-book is .99 and the paperback is $7.

You can also get the e-book on your nook at Barnes and Noble for .99.

I have decided to e-publish Akasha. It’s been a tough decision because I have been working on this book for over two years. That’s a lot of time to put into anything! The second hardest decision was the pricing. I think more people will give me a chance if I price it low, so it will be selling on the Kindle (I think the nook as well) for 99 cents.

What does that mean for me? Well no royalty, that’s for sure, but hopefully I can build a following. That’s all I really want. But isn’t that what we all want? To be validated and know the things we spend our time on are worth something?

I really think if people give it a chance, they’ll love it as much as I do.

When I first started writing seriously I was so completely frustrated with how many times I had to re-write something I was about ready to scream. Your mind starts playing tricks on you and you find that if your character does this instead of that you have a whole new world open up to you. The hard part is deciding which path to follow. And something I’ve discovered along the way? Sometimes you have to follow both paths before you really understand your character.

As writers we often talk about our characters journey. Very few people understand that we take that journey with them. I was once asked how I could stand spending hours on something that may or may not pan out. If she had asked me in the beginning I would have told her I couldn’t stand it and wanted to burn every page I ever wrote. Now I understand, though. It’s the same as everything else. It’s practice.

When a piano player is preparing for a recital they don’t play through it once and call it good. Same with writing. Nothing is ever perfect the first time around.

When I was little I used to have this Disney phone. Not a small little flip thing you see kids carrying around the grocery store now, the old school big ones with the numbers on one side and the receiver on the other. (Does anyone know what a receiver is anymore?) Next to the number was a scroll pad where different Disney characters would appear with a simple roll of a dial. My brothers and sisters would put a piece of paper over the character and scroll away, then ask which one would be under the paper. According to them I would get it right 9 times out of 10. And so it was believed that I had ESP.

I’ll admit, I have made several predictions most of which came true. Unfortunately, it doesn’t work for my own life. I feel like a crippled super hero. That may be going to far. Maybe I should say crippled X-man.  So when I say I think 2011 is going to be a great year for me, I do so with caution.  Maybe it’s just something I ate. Or the flu. Or maybe the prediction is really for my husband.

It doesn’t matter, though does it? For now I feel good. And that’s never bad.

So I’ve finally decided to get my own blog.  After all, that’s how people get to know about upcoming greatness.  Not that I’m great, or upcoming, but hey, here’s to dreaming!  If I can get just a few people to take a glance at what I’ve accomplished, I’ll call it good.