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Sunday, September 28, 2014

I Wasn't Going to Say Anything...

I wasn't going to say anything about the current ruckus over Ellora's Cave. To be honest, I'm really disappointed that it's become a public slingfest, with accusations flying all around. I'm NOT going to comment about any PRIVATE correspondence between EC and it's authors, as too many of my fellow authors have chosen to do. But I will say I think they made the wrong decision in doing so.

Perhaps I'm being naive, but I try to remain as professional as possible when dealing with my publishers. I try to remain optimistic and give them the benefit of the doubt. After all, I have been through this once before when Sapphire Blue Publishing diminished. So far, there has been dialogue from EC to it's authors. Maybe not as much as some would like, and maybe not the words everyone wants to hear. However, we haven't been completely cut off like I've heard from other authors just before their publisher tanked. 

What I'm asking of my readers is: please still buy my books. If you're having trouble with the EC site, please let me know. If you don't want to buy from their site no matter what, there are other outlets for those books. At this point, I'm still confident I'm being paid. I'll let you know if that changes. If you simply refuse to buy EC books, well I do have three other publishers to choose from. I'm also with Entangled, Samhain, and Just Ink Press.

Saturday, September 13, 2014

And Now it Begins Again...

For anyone who has been paying attention to my Goodreads activity the past few days, you may have noticed an increase in books read. I decided to take a break from writing after the marathon I put myself through in August to finish the sequel to Trusting an Angel. That book will soon be in edits and I am hoping to have a sequel to Born of Stone complete by the end of this year as well. But I was feeling a bit burned out creatively, and definitely physically. I've been having problems with my right arm from elbow to palm, and it scares the hell out of me. I spend all day at the weekly job on the computer, so writing when I get home isn't the ideal activity for me. But I'm working on solutions to take some stress off my hand. My husband has endured three hand surgeries (yes, three) and I really don't want to have to go through what he's been through. So, I'm taking it easy and giving my hands as much of a typing break as I can, when I can. The only problem is, the muse is bugging me again and I can hear the Gargoyle Masters clamoring for their mates. Time to give them what they want.