Friday, September 13, 2013

Luck – Yup, It’s All About the Luck

What is the one thing that authors seldom talk about when it comes to being published?

The role luck plays in everything. Good luck and bad luck.

Writers talk about stick-to-itness. About the rules, about grammar, punctuation, agents, editors, and usually, they won’t mention luck.

Instead, everyone pretends it’s about how hard you work, or how well you write, or…anything but luck. No one wants to acknowledge luck and the role it plays.

But, ah…luck. Luck is the wind that pushes one boat just a tad ahead of another… It’s the ride up the elevator with someone who knows someone who knows someone who is looking for what you just wrote… Luck is having a well-known TV personality diss your book and start a sales frenzy that never seems to end.

That’s not to say that everything else doesn’t play a massive part and sometimes, one doesn’t need luck, because the rest of life falls into place to reward your abilities. And sometimes, you have it all, but bad luck means it takes time…because your dream editor, who probably would have adored your book…save she was served divorce papers today and you romantic hero has the same name of her rotten soon-to-be ex.

But for a group that writes so much of luck and chance and serendipity, it is amazing how many authors won’t acknowledge luck. As if mentioning it will diminish their accomplishments. But really, it isn’t easy to court luck. To woo luck and put yourself, constantly, on the road where you hope luck will pass, see you and take notice. Because there are a lot of times that luck isn’t on the road, it took a plane that day.

You can’t count on luck, but you can be humble in the presence of luck. Light a candle to her, or him. However you view luck.

Luck is why I’m alive. If my husband had taken a longer shower, or fallen asleep with earplugs in…I wouldn’t be here. Luck is why I’m blogging today… Luck is how I found that swag room at the San Francisco RWA Nationals and picked up that postcard, left by Terri.

I was lucky to find the Revenge and be part of this wonderful experience…
 

And as luck had it, look who sauntered by? It’s Deuce! Or as I like to call him, Ace. And just in time for me and the hubby to leave for Washington DC! "Sweetie, got room on the jet?" (Yes, I'm flying on Friday, the 13th.)

How have you been lucky?
Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Excuses, Excuses . . .

This is my last blog . . . and I forgot to post it last night. This will come as a surprise to no one. In the past two years, I think I've put up my blog late probably half the time.

And really, I have no excuse. There's a reminder in my personal calendar. There's a reminder that get's emailed to me. All the technology in the world is coming together to keep me on track, and I still somehow get behind.

Which got me thinking about excuses, and the kinds of excuses we give.

Has anybody ever come up with some excuse to escape, just to go read? Or write? I have to be honest, I regularly find myself making up excuses to leave a room or a group of people, to go read a book. I like books more than social interaction, but you can't say that to people.  "I'm sorry, I much prefer to sit alone in a room with make-believe people than talk to you any more." It just doesn't have a friendly ring to it :)

Anybody else find themselves sneaking away from groups of people to go read a book? What kind of excuses do you give? What's the best excuse you've heard? Anyone else prefer a book to people? (Hellie, I know you're with me on this one!)

And just because it's my last blog:

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Update: Outlander

Outlander is VERY LONG. I have nothing new to blog about bookwise because I'm still reading it. This is the only thing I find disappointing about the book so far because I prefer to have a new book every few days, due to my commitment issues.

What about you? Do you mind reading the same book for days--or weeks at a time? What are you reading this week?
Monday, September 9, 2013

Is It Time for a Reunion Yet?


I feel a little bit like the crew and I are part of a great sitcom like FRIENDS. We’re comfortable; we’re funny; and we’ve had seasons where you were like “Alright already!”, but you tune into us every week just the same. Also, no matter how long you watch FRIENDS, not all threads tie up and some things are still left where you know there are more stories to see. Only you know that if you try to have a spin-off from this fabulous sitcom (i.e. your own blog), it’s probably going to go a lot like that tragic season of JOEY. It’s just not the same.

Sadly, ten years later, I still miss FRIENDS. I still wouldn’t
mind some made for TV movie of FRIENDS as a reunion. I’d love to see how the twins are doing; if Ross and Rachel are still together; and if Joey—bless his heart—actually ever made it. I also figure in ten years—and I’m sure less—I will wish the Romance Writer’s Revenge will have a “made for blog” reunion and catch everyone up on their shenanigans. But we probably won’t. Here’s why: we all saw the Dukes of Hazzard reunion movies. Exactly. And the Little House on the Prairie. And the—you get the idea. Reunions are for reliving things that happened, but the fact is we’re all quite destined to having even greater things after this blog. (And we’ll be much more successful at it, I promise, because I’m pretty sure no star from FRIENDS actually went on to another successful career in which anyone actually wants to watch the end product. We’ve only been on air for half the time—and we’re much funnier. We’re going to be okay. More than okay. We’re going to be kick-ass ninja awesome.)

So in ten years there won’t be a RWR reunion because there won’t be a need to relive the good times. In ten years we’ll be counting up our stack of books published between us, pointing at the awards on our mantels, and talking about the new book we’re writing that is the best thing we’ve ever done. Because that’s what writers do. We’re always producing the next big thing.

So our RWR followers who have sailed with us all this time: thank you, from my heart of hearts. Your kind attention and hearty discourse made the RWR the best place to be. And to my pirates, keep sailing ahead. Our best pirating is still before us—and you’re some of the best pirates I know.
 
So up for discussion: does anyone else miss FRIENDS or is it only me? (That 70s Show and The Big Bang Theory helped immensely with the loss, I must say.) Any good “reunion” shows that didn’t botch it? What is the next big thing you’ll be doing when you leave the ship?
Friday, September 6, 2013

Dreams…

Yeah, I know we be looking ta go our separate ways soon, and sail off on new adventures on our own, but I thought today…we could dream a bit…

About the ideal place to go, and who to go with. But being writers…where would we go and with what writer…

And to make it extra fun…

1)    Real place, living author as guide/mentor/best buddy.

2)   Real place, dead author as guide/mentor/best buddy.

3)   Fictional place, living or dead author as guide/mentor/best buddy.

Now, what sparked this idea? Terri’s posting of a dream workshop being offered by Eloisa James. In Italy, ten days long. Yeah, really...go look.

Which, I admit, is tasty sounding.

Got me thinking…where would I go and with who?

Being a big reader of fantas/scifi stuff…I sorta had a difficulty. Since Middle Earth isn’t real…or the myriad of other worlds I’ve trod across with a fav author… I had to work my imagination!

So… My picks, and why

1)    Tuscany, with Francis Mayes. Why? Okay, I admit, I haven’t read the book, but I did see the movie, and it seemed to me that she would be a fabulous guide to the Italian countryside. And I have a feeling…that for what I write…I’d get more out of wandering about, talking writing with her than with Eloisa. (As much as Eloisa is a darling…I don’t write real history. But I do like to dive into the sort of memoir that Mayes wrote.)

2)   Ah…this was fun… And difficult! Alaska, with Jack London? New York/New Jersey with Walt Whitman? The South Pacific with James Michener… The Mississippi with Mark Twain… Ireland with Maeve Binchey… Too many to pick from! (And yes, all authors I feel I could learn a great deal from!)

3)   Oddly enough, I’m not going to go with the obvious. Nope, not Middle Earth with Tolkien. I think I’d have to go with the Foundation Universe, with Isaac Asimov. Though the Chicago of Harry Dresden with James Butcher is tempting…

4)   And just for grins, I’m gonna add one more… Fictional place/fictional character. Book or movie!

Commander Taylor and Terra Nova! (Though my alternate might be the Caribbean, with Jack. Or Hector!)

 


And with that, I get my hottie of the day in!

 
So, readers, writers…visitors… Let’s hear your four answers!
Wednesday, September 4, 2013

The Gunner's Final Thoughts


This is my last post on this blog.

Saying that makes me sad. I’ve been blogging here since the beginning, back in fall of 2007, when we set off on this ship together. I still remember the message Hellion sent me, asking me to join this crew. I don’t know if I’ve ever said how happy I was, but I will now.  My oldest son was wee small, not even walking, and he was a rough baby. I was writing, but floundering with it, trying to figure out my voice, trying to regain part of myself after having a baby. It was a hard time and this ship was a lifeboat for me then.

Back then, there were only five of us and we weren’t sure what the heck we were doing.  That part hasn’t changed—we still don’t always know what we’re doing—but other things have changed. We changed web addys. We picked up new crew members along the way and some have set sail on their own. We’ve all managed milestones along our paths. Some have published. Some have gotten degrees. Some have had babies. Some have taken breaks from writing and then returned. We’ve walked through all of this together and through it all, one thing is constant: we have supported one another.

This is why I love the women on this boat so much and why I’m thankful to have shared this deck with them for so long.

When I need support with my writing, I turn to these women and they have never let me down. I have been truly blessed to make their acquaintance. And I know that while this blog may be coming to an end, our friendships will continue.

So thank you, all of you.  Thank you, Hellie, for helming this crazy endeavor. It’s been a wild ride.(O Captain, my Captain.) And thank you all who’ve come by and given your thoughts and input over the years. My life has been enriched by knowing you.


My final question to you here, just for fun. Let’s talk crystallizing moments. Tell us about one moment in your life that changed you forever. Good or bad.

Oh, and we decided there should be hotties this month.  I aim to please.


Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Books You Wish You Could Read Again the First Time

I've been distracted, so this isn't going to be the typical review. I didn't have a "new book" to share this week. Last week, I read a book I had read before--a handful of times over the years to be honest--but had been itching for.

BEWITCHING by Jill Barnett.

I was in college when this book came out the first time: purple with gold lettering and lots of stars. (It's the copy I still have.) And I remember my friend Jackie and I shared a room, but we couldn't share the book. We wanted to read it together, then we could stop and go, "Oh my gosh, did you get to the part--" It was really a most magical book, and I'm not talking about it being about a character who isn't a very good witch. Jackie and I swooned over this book and over Alec, the proud duke who wished to control everything and had no hope of controlling his wife.

Have you ever been out in public and you see someone reading a beloved book on your keeper shelf--and you realize they're reading it for the very first time? You know, because you asked. Despite being introverts, bookworms will almost always ask: "Is it your first time reading it? Isn't it wonderful?" And if it is true; it is their first time, the bookworm will get a wistful look on her face and you know she's wishing she could read the book again for the first time. There is magic in a second reading, where you catch things you didn't see before or you relive a beloved moment (how can you not love that Alec's laugh sounds like the bark of a seal?), but there is only the first time you ever read a truly magical book.

Harry Potter--the series, but especially the last one. The Lucy Hatch books. Hush, Hush. The Secret by Julie Garwood, and Saving Grace. Texas Destiny by Lorraine Heath. I could go through my keeper shelf and pull down a score or more of books that I wish I could read again for the first time.

Yet there are books that other bookworms adore that I haven't read yet--and one in fact that I'm reading right now: OUTLANDER by Diana Gabaldon. No serious Scotland fanatic could possibly claim to have not read it, but I have not. I've had the book bought for over a year now and it's been on my TBR pile. I got it at a used book store for $2. I mean seriously, I paid full price for the other books listed above or thereabouts, but for OUTLANDER (the mecca of Scottish fiction), I didn't want to invest too heavily. *LOL*

I'm on page 152 and loving it. Can't think why I haven't read it before...except for the fact the series still hasn't finished and the first book was published in 1991. That might have something to do with it. That aside though, I know there are bookworms out there who wish they could read OUTLANDER for the first time again, to experience the magic wholly again.

Have you ever reread a book? Is there a book you wish you could read again for the first time? And are you reading anything now that is raved about everywhere that you know others wish they could read for the first time?