Legend’s first and so far only review comes from the person who helped it mature as a beta reader. Does this invalidate the review in any way? No, because I didn’t compensate her for her help or the review in any way. And she didn’t see the final copy until it was published.
Branding sets companies, organizations, and writers apart from one another. It’s meant to be focused and on point. However, like anything where experts offer advice, sometimes contradictory, it can leave one lost, confused, and running around in circles. In this post, I address some issues that might be affecting my brand.
I’m an animal lover who believes in do no harm to my fellow human being or any creature that I come in contact with, but I write stories that contain violence against man and beast. In this world where darkness and light are a part of life, it would be unrealistic and unbelievable if I didn’t. Even with this stance, I still have a moral dilemma that keeps rearing its head.
As part of his Maharia (Kaelandur Series, #3) Blog Tour, I have the honor of welcoming back Josh Robertson for a third time. You met him in 2016 when he introduced us to The Hawkhurst Saga and then earlier this year when he re-released Anaerfell, Book 1 in The Blood of Dragons series. He has just released Maharia (Kaelandur Series, Book #3).
To celebrate the release of the fourth book in her Keepers of the Wellsprings series, Missy Sheldrake introduces her series and herself. Through writing and illustrating the series, Missy wanted to tell a story rich with fantasy, but not overly dark or mired with war and violence.
My titles reflect not only my story, but who I am and what the story means to me. Making money would be nice, but I’m not going to sacrifice the integrity of my words for a buck. I write and say what I mean. Packaging myself, or my works up, in some smelly perfume just to appeal to the masses isn’t who I am.
Since I learned to see by watching for patterns, I often misjudge the universe’s intentions and compile all the negatives that enter my life into one huge warning or stop sign. That is until it steps in and drops a golden apple on my head.