Friday, May 17, 2013

Brand me, Baby (Or, Don't ask me again to buy your damn book).



Buy my book!

Please buy my book!

Dammit buy my effin book already!

Sick of putting increasingly desperate and costly promotion pleas out into the universe? Yeah, me ,too.

Truth is, I'd rather be flogged with barbed wire than self promote. I don't like the process of promoting my books, but the survivor in me insists the time has come to figure the process out if I expect to earn a living with my chosen craft.

Whether we've published traditionally or independently, those of who write share the challenge of calling attention to and selling the stories we've labored so hard to write. Most of us must take up the task with very low or no marketing budgets.

Gag me with a royalty statement. I can't think of anything more deflating than the process of actually selling my own books. Isn't it enough that I wrote a good story?



Yeah, good luck with that. Still, the promo efforts so many of us have invested in haven't worked well for me.

My first release sent me on a exhaustive, thirty day hop of blog visits, author chats, ads, and promo swag purchases. I'd like to say they helped. I strongly suspect they did not, given my next releases far outsold my first, and with zero promotion. Hello, obscurity.

With some new releases upcoming, my mind has returned to the science of selling the books I write. Given my loathing for tried and not so true self-promotion efforts, I've decided to try something different and give a try at branding myself in hopes potential readers will find me interesting enough a person to read one of my books.

Branding? What does the word even mean?

Perhaps it's easier to say what branding is not. It isn't about buy links and buy me posts. Blog hops can play a part, but the stops on any hop should be targeted to readers, not authors hosting other authors.

For me, branding has been about promoting some aspect of who I am and what I love in hopes of creating interest in a part of me that is also reflected in my work. All of my stories rise from my sincere belief in magic. So I tend to chat with facebook fans about mermaids, magic and mythical creatures. Oh, and autism, because as the mother of kids on the spectrum, I feel if I have someone's attention, I can do my part to change the world for the better now and again.

My adventures in branding grew out of necessity. They have focused less on individual works, because for along while I wasn't really writing. After a series of family disasters, I was simply trying to cling to what readers I had during a time when my focus was necessarily elsewhere. As a result, much of my social content reflected my personal passions.

And my fan base grew. Not because I asked readers to buy anything, but because I gave them a glimpse into the things I care about, things that drive me to pick up my pen and write.

While future book sales will be the true litmus test of my theories on branding, I have come to believe that the key to self promoting is to be yourself. Connect with potential readers in such as way as it doesn't look like you're promoting. It's easier and less painless for me to establish myself as someone people want to know rather than that someone who is always shouting, "buy my book."

Or, it could be I'm full of dragon droppings. Which is the more likely scenario.

If you want to follow someone who has branded herself brilliantly, and brought her fans a million laughs in the process, look up Dakota Cassidy on your social media. Oh, and then buy her book. (If you're reading, Dakota, you owe me twenty.)

Thursday, May 16, 2013

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Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Sweet Hell on Fire Again




























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So many of you know that I wrote a memoir. It's about my time as a corrections officer at the state prison. It was not a good time in my life. Not because of the job, the job was the only thing I was actually good at. It was because I'd tucked my head about as far as it would go up my own ass. Something had to change, but I didn't go about changing the right things until it seemed like I'd lost everything. But that's almost how it has to go, isn't it?

It takes rock bottom before you can see how really lost you were.

Sometimes, I think it didn't happen to me. Then I open the book and it all hits me again. But it doesn't make me sad, or hurt. It just makes me so completely grateful for all the blessings I have in my life--the people who love me. And I'm grateful that I learned how to love me too.

I met someone at RT and he asked me what I learned about the human condition while working in a prison and instead of thinking of all the horrors I've seen, I remembered the good things and the message I wanted to share with this book. And it just burst out of me, I said, "That it's not as bad as we think it is."

And you know what? It's really not. There's a lot of darkness and pain here, a lot of gore, but there's triumph too. Hope. Love.

It's on sale now for $1.99 and I'd love it if you'd take that journey with me.


Wednesday, May 8, 2013

The Vacant Chair

It's out! My Civil War romance has finally been released into the wild, and I couldn't be happier about it. The cover just makes me swoon. A lot of work went into this baby (you know how I am with my research), including tramping over all the Virginia battlefields mentioned in the book. Given my terror of flying, you can see just how important this book was to me if I was willing to fly back east to do the research!

The digital version is only $2.99 and it's also available in paperback. Available right now at Amazon.

Blurb: The Civil War has torn Brianna Taylor’s family apart and made her a widow. Determined to ease the suffering of the wounded crowding the Union hospitals and honor the memory of the man she loved, she embarks on a career as a nurse. But then he arrives—a patient who makes her feel alive again in spite of her resolve to stay detached.

Captain Justin Thompson understands the cost of war all too well, yet he felt compelled to fight for the Union his father died defending. Wounded at Cold Harbor and left to die at a military hospital, he owes his life to Brianna, who seems determined to guard her professional boundaries despite his best efforts to breach them. Just as he’s winning the battle for her heart, he’s forced to return to the front of a cruel war that could very well separate them forever.

Hope you enjoy it!
Kaylea :)

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

The Importance of a PJ Day

Jennifer L. Hart for Writers Gone Wild

So here I am, mom of two, wife, writer with multiple personalities, beagle and home owner. Obsessive money manager for both personal and professional finances. Friend, tweeter, FB poster, website manager, blogger, you get the idea. Basically, my to-do list could choke a donkey.

In no way am I bragging here. I know women who do a TON more than I do in a day, both personally and professionally with the poise, grace and sheer competence that I admire but could never replicate and wouldn't dare try to. You might be one of them and if you are, cheers!

And you know what you deserve? A frigging DAY OFF. And not one of those, well I'm not really working but I still have to go to the bank, the post office, the dentist, the grocery store kind of days off. No, I'm talking about a full throttle pajama day. A day where you go from one set of pajamas to the other, with no real clothes transition between. 24 hours with your hair a mess but no one will see you, so who gives a rat's ass, really?  When you aren't planning birthday parties or running off to Little League or a parent-teacher conference, but instead have a list of activities like, a long soak in the tub, read a good book, drink some wine, watch your favorite movie and for the love of all that is holy, eat something ghastly that you won't worry about how/when/if you'll burn it off.
May I recommend Rosa Regale and Intergalactic Chocolate Chip cookies? (recipe on the Laundry List)

When was the last time you had one of those days? I'm betting you're long overdue, just like I am. So, consider this your invitation to my virtual PJ Party. And what better day to do it than Mother's Day? Sunday, May 19th, 2013, consider this your official invitation.  If you don't feel right doing the pajama thing or have other plans already, it's all good, you can still kick back with us in spirit. Just be comfy, be a little bit selfish and above all be happy.

Leave me a comment to tell me what your Mother's Day plans are and don't forget to visit our Facebook page for your chance at a $25.00 Amazon gift card!



Friday, May 3, 2013

What Sweet Young Things Know About Love wouldn't fill my Crow's Feet (why older authors are hitting home runs).



Before we get started, first NEWSFLASH! Did you know that here at Writers Gone Wild, wild women get it free? Yes, we're doing a $25 Amazon gift card giveway this month. For more information on how to enter and play (lots of ways to win), click here!

If you read or write romance and follow the social networks, you'd have to be dead to have missed all tbe media buzz erotic romance author, Desiree Holt, is stirring up. Yes, I'm fan girling Desiree hard. At the age of 76, she has over a hundred and thirty books to her credit. And they're amazing. The real kicker, though, is that this spirited Texas grandmother didn't start publishing until 2006. That means when she published her first erotic romance, she was hitting the threshold of seventy, a time when most women are expected to invest in orthopedic shoes and burial plots. From what I gather from those who have met her, Desiree is every bit as fun and spirited as the heroines she writes.

Ms. Holt isn't alone. In fact, she's nowhere near the oldest woman writing romance today. Recently a friend sent me a link to an article about UK author, Ida Pollock, who is still pouring on the steam for her readers at the age of 105. Ida has sold millions of books and now dictates them to her 69 year old daughter. Good bye myth that romance authors must be young and glamorous if they expect to sell books. Ida's got it going on, big time.

Perhaps due to some severe stress in my marriage, I've been thinking a lot about age and new beginnings lately. My age(creeping up), the age of successful romance authors, and yes, even the age of their heroines I read about. As far as I'm concerned, no man is strong enough to park Liane in the corner because he's deemed her "too old." As a reader, I have always loathed books about twenty something heroines. So when I read that authors like Ms. Holt are focusing on mature heroines, the news gave me the push I needed to get my writing groove back. You see, I've always preferred writing older heroines, even when I clearly wasn't.

I had an OW/YM piece final in a national contest and make the rounds of agents and a few publishers. It received great reception with promises of further consideration If I dialed the heroine's age back, say a decade or two, or, at the very least, make the hero older because, well an older woman with a much younger man just seemed pathetic. Their words, not mine. Um....the entire plot hinged around the OW/YM romance. But I tried. In doing so, I destroyed a fabulous book. Then I lost my love for a genre that had no place for authors like me, and heroines like mine. So again...fuck that. It's my story and I'm going back in and telling it my way. It's due for publication this summer. :)

Another finalist in the same contest, Gail Hart, blogs with us here at Writers Gone Wild. Like myself, Gail is a late baby boomer and writes brilliant romance from that perspective. Her book, Confessions of the World's Oldest Shotgun Bride also made the rounds. Unlike me, Gail stuck to her guns and kept her heroine older and career driven. Given she recently learned she was a finalist with the same book in RWA's Golden Heart Contest, I'm thrilled she stuck to her guns. Apparently, so were the judges. No wonder. Gail's blurb is brilliant in its description of a strong capable heroine who doesn't need a man to complete her happiness:

Business executive Katie St. John has given up on love, which she stinks at, to focus on her red-hot career. All she wants from Steve Tyler, an amazingly sexy, surprisingly sweet, and much younger Air Force pilot, is help making her vacation one to remember -- and maybe a little help crossing off some items on her secret to-do list of sexual fantasies. Sure, the chemistry between them is hotter than the Cayman sun, but once this vacation’s over, she’ll say good-bye and go back to plotting corporate coups.

But Steve won’t settle for being her temporary boy toy. He's lusted after Katie, the glamorous older woman who lived next door when he was a kid, since he was old enough to know what lust was. Now that she’s finally moved from his fantasies to his bed, he’s not about to let her go without a fight – especially once he learns she's returned home with the mother of all souvenirs.

Gail's recent success got me to thinking that perhaps the genre is catching up to the mature reader. So I asked her why she chose to embark on a romance writing career later in life and do so writing older heroines. I loved her response. "Writing older is better because there are a lot vibrant, successful, and yes, slightly older women out there who want to read about heroines their own age scoring a hottie and finding true love." Um, yeah. What she said. Where do I sign up? :)

On the flip side, is OW/YM by it's nature truly limited in sales potential because of it's narrow demographic appeal? One agent I spoke to a couple of years back felt the answer was yes. To do my own informal research, I turned to the baby girl of Writer's Gone Wild, the well published Jenna McCormick. "I've always been drawn to older heroines, just because when I was in my twenties I couldn't find my ass with both hands. These 22 year olds that get a happily ever after piss me off, because I always wonder if they could really appreciate it." Yeah, Jenna. What you said.

The purpose of this post isn't to knock younger women finding true love or younger authors chasing their writing dreams.It's simply to encourage mature authors to quit using their age as an excuse to stop dreaming. If the heroine's age is what's stopping you from loving your story, let her grow up. If your age is stopping you from writing it, I'm going to whisper,"cop out." Let your imagination fly. Let your heroines experience all the fears, uncertainties that are holding you back. Let all the risks and triumphs you worry may have passed you buy drive you forward. I can't think of anything sweeter than a heroine finding new, or even first, love during a time she believes her life is already set--for better or for worse.

By the way, my older woman, younger man romance, Muse Struck will be released this summer from Sanibel Moon. I can hardly wait to begin again.

No more excuses. Just write.


My amazing cover is courtesy of photographer and cover designer, Julie Baldani.

Thursday, May 2, 2013

On Holiday

ON HOLIDAY  By Maree Anderson  (for Writers Gone Wild)

Hi y'all,

I'm scheduling this post, so (with luck) by the time you read it we'll be in the car on our way back from our holiday, (hopefully!) refreshed and revitalized... and knowing my mother-in-law's wonderful cooking, and my father-in-law's penchant for wine, a fair few kilos heavier than when we arrived.

As I write this, it's the day before ANZAC day, and I'm running around like a mad-thing trying to clean the house, run errands and look after recovering family members: (DS = gastro-bug, DD = bronchitis, DH = flu. Yup. It's been a rough week. And I'm desperately hoping everyone will be well enough by Friday to pile in the car and get out of Dodge/Auckland for a few days.

The thing about Auckland is it's a great place to live... so long as you can periodically get away from the place. You'll recognize when an Aucklander is at that stage from the feral look in their eyes. And we're all at that stage right now: we need a change of scenery, STAT. And although it'd be wonderful to fly out to some tropical island and laze around on a white-sand beach and sip cocktails all day, we can't afford to do that unless we win Lotto. So we're doing the next best thing and loading up the car and heading off to Palmy (Palmerston North) to stay with my wonderful in-laws. Who will spoil us rotten. And won't mind if we blob around the house and read books, or do crosswords, or watch DVDs all day, in between foraging in the well-stocked pantry. (They've lived in Auckland, so they know how it is *g*)

One of the things I love about Palmy is how easy it is to get around -- like, literally five minutes in the car and you're in the city center. The kids love it, too -- they can walk to the mall or the movie theaters or the pools. They don't have to rely on Mum and Dad to drive them everywhere. And of course there's the added bonus of being spoiled rotten by Grandma and Granddad.

Embarrassing confession time: As my husband comes from Palmy, I've been visiting the town for a couple of decades... and I've never visited any of Palmerston North's Top Attractions listed on this tourism website. I'm more likely to be found on the dinky little train that zips around the Esplanade, and drinking coffee at at cafe after a trip to the mall.


Maybe this trip will be different, and I'll get to see some of these Palmy gems, like Owlcatraz and the NZ Rugby Museum. But between you and me, I might just be lounging on the couch doing a really great imitation of a couch potato, Kindle in one hand and glass of damn fine Wairarapa pinot noir, sauvignon blanc or chardonnay in the other.

Cheers!

Maree
 

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