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You’ve Got Questions.

How does a book get published? What are the steps? How does it work? Who is publishing this book and when will it be available?

I’m new at this! I’m learning, too. But here’s what (I think) I know so far.

I’m putting my first book of poetry in the hands of Balboa Press, the self-publishing arm of Hay House, a good way for an unknown author to get started. My poetry book will be full color, with thirty-six photos, thirty six poems, and one prose piece. It’s around eighty pages, give or take.

Balboa will produce a soft cover and an e-book for me. Their e-books are compatible with Amazon Kindle, the Sony Reader, the Barnes & Noble eReader, Nook, Google Play Books, Kobo Books and the iBooks Store.

Though they will write a press release for me, Balboa doesn’t market a book unless they are specifically hired to do that. (I’ll be looking for a publicist, by the way, if you have a referral.)

However, Balboa lists the book for purchase in their catalogs and on their book lists for bookstores.  When they produce the Kindle version, it’s posted on Amazon (with the “look inside” feature) and on Barnes and Noble. My publishing package also includes a “Booksellers Return Program” which makes it zero risk for a bookstore to buy copies. (If a book doesn’t sell, the store can return it for a refund.) Balboa also sets up a premium author website and handles the orders.

When a book is first submitted, it goes into “Content Evaluation” which is where it is right now. They want to know I wrote it, and that the photos I chose are available to use commercially. This process takes approximately 3-4 weeks, they say.

After that, the cover is designed, and the inside layout of the book is created and sent to me for approval. Once changes are made and I’ve given it my full thumbs up, production begins!

It’s possible the book will be ready for the Holidays. I’m hoping that’s true. But if not, another strong market is the beginning of the year.

Wouldn’t it be nice if it was available for the Holidays to fly like an eagle into the hands of anyone in the world looking for a little whimsy and wisdom? Or to all those looking for a beautiful book to keep by their bedside to calm their mind and nourish their heart?

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if the book traveled far and wide quickly and efficiently (and surprisingly!) by word of mouth to all those who would find comfort and joy in the words? May this book find night stands everywhere!

Thank you for holding this far-reaching vision with me, and for your encouragement to get the words I’ve been writing out into the world! Your support means everything to me. Thank you right down to my toes! I’m excited about this new chapter of my life.

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Announcement! Hear Ye, Hear Ye!

As of a few minutes ago, I turned in the full manuscript and accompanying photos for my very first book! It’s a book of 100 word pieces that turned into poetry during the past week. I’m so pleased about what happened during the editing process!

I decided last Tuesday to publish the book. I’ve been working pretty much non-stop since then. Nothing like a deadline to get things moving.

There are thirty seven pieces of writing along with beautiful photos, around 80 pages. The production process is underway!

Thank you for your voiced confidence about this project. I appreciate all of you for reading the blog, commenting on the writings and letting me know you’d love to own the collection in a book.

We have liftoff!

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100 Words: Flood Rain’s Faithful Sister.

Rains come, pounding rooftops, saturating every

inch of soil down to the deep. Water creeps

under floorboards, pours past garage

doors, gushes into low-lying collection basins.

Bridges connecting small country roads turn

impassable, the ones

at the bottom of mountains

near abandoned railroad tracks.

Grief is a sister to flood rain.

Holding hands, they roll over restraining walls.

Together they stream, surge, cascade — out over the land

of the heart, into valleys of the mind, through the dark woods.

Grief is love out of the cage —

overflowing, endless love.

Grief is love realized and released.

Grief is love let free.

 

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100 Words: Pearls In The Morning.

Words come in the morning, rising and ready before the sun. Yawning, I cooperate, streaming my way to the first glass of water, the coffee pot, the writing place.

Because.

Already I can hear the pitcher of pearls spilling long strands onto my desk.

Can I catch them?

If not, strands roll away, crash onto the dark floor. Single pearls, once connected, bounce everywhere.

Quick! Five shades of cream! Beautiful! I scoop them up, lay them on, notice how they feel resting on my heart. 

Glancing down, I notice the word count. Not more, not less. Exactly one hundred.

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100 Words: What If.

What if nothing and nobody is wrong.

Ever.

To consider the impact of a broad stroke, begin with the small brush. Consider the fly speck on the otherwise clean window, say. Graduate to the unkempt office. Then and only then rise to meet the unkind word.

Every sound from a throat or a tongue is the voice of the world.

Speaking against is a way to spend life force. Speaking for is another.

What if we breathed in the love that built us so deeply that it caused a breeze of kindness to move gently across the land.

What then.

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