Forgot To Mention

Clicking on the title will take you to my new site. It looks a LOT different from this one. But I think it works...

Moved, Left Forwarding Address

I'm pretty much up and running on Wordpress. I'll visit from time to time...

Vanity, Thy Name Is BRW

Ah, I should have done my homework first. I submitted because I liked the name. Then, after submitting, I checked them against Preditors & Editors. Guess what. They're a vanity press. They sent an email the other day asking for a ballpark figure of how many books I wanted to buy. Arrgh. Well, I won't be buying any. I don't want to buy my books. I want YOU to buy my books.

Makes sense, doesn't it?

Dazed and Confused

Well, I got the Wordpress thing going and...I don't know what the hell I'm doing. Like, I want to get an "about" link on the main page, but I don't see how to do it. And the sidebar only has room for two widgets? How bogus is that?

Time to call in the professionals...

Baby, I Was Dead-Ass Broke!

Banks. I hate 'em. Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em. Well, you can, but don't let your neighborhood Nike boys know that.

So what's broke mean? When you've got lint in your wallet and no job? But what if you have $25K computer system at home (purchased in better days)? You could probably get at least $15Gs for that. So are you broke, or do you just have a cash flow problem? What about the guy who's got trust funds galore, but can't get to them (or a job). Working as a waiter with $30M in the bank.

Take my sister. When she says she's broke, she's down to four figures in her checking account. When I say I'm broke, my checks are bouncing around like hydrogen molecules over the fire.

Maybe it's like if you have nothing right now but have access in the future, you ain't broke. But if you've done already sold everything you can sell, like your car, your neighbor's car...and you've got nothing left that might bring in a coupla coins, maybe that's when you can say you're dead-ass broke.

Thoughts?

(I know, weird topic)

Speaking of Fishing...

Ah, the timing was perfect. Seemingly minutes after I wrote that post about agents and publishers being fish and writers the fishermen, I received two nibbles within days of one another. One from a publishing house, another from an agent. Is this a case of "build it and they will come?" Naah. I think it's more coincidence. But a lovely coincidence all the same.

First time I've gotten past the query stage. Keep that good mojo comin' folks!

Black Rose Press

is not a reality, but I reserved the domain name the other day. Since starting this journey, I've always said I'd like my own publishing house. It doesn't matter whether I'm the only client, or if I have a stable. I'll tell you this, though--it'll be an e-book concern. That's the way of the future. It's about data storage. As many books as I can fit on a Kindle, a Sony, or the Nook, I don't have in my library. And my shelves are full. So anyway...

I'll be saying goodbye to blogspot pretty soon, abandoning it for my own domain. It's too isolated. And it's time I got seriouser about this writing business.