Posted May 15, 2015 By kmarrs
This was due yesterday, which I thought was today, meaning I should have written this two days ago. Though I couldn’t have because what I’m going to write about happened today for me, yesterday for you.
I blame the hormone imbalance of having started my period, but I’ve decided self publishing is way too easy as far as publishing itself goes, but horrid for any possible publicity. So I’ve gone crazy-er and have decided to do this the old-fashioned, books smell pretty, way. Of course I didn’t know exactly how one does this. I still don’t. But I do now know that the first step is to get a literary agent. I basically need to convince them that my book is a great investment so that they can convince a publisher that my book is a great investment and then POOF published. There is some magic in there. And preying.
I’ve sent my Letter of Query, synopsis, a few chapters, and an author bio out to 10 different agents. I have a list of many more I can try later. However, I think I’m going to wait til I get these first 10 responses, see what they say, tweak my letter/synopsis/chapters/bio some, and then send to 10 new.
If all else fails I’ll look up the agents behind Twilight and 50 Shades. I mean, come on. If they can get published…
No. That’s mean. I mean they sold like crazy for their target market and made their agents very rich.
Who am I to knock that as a writer?
Now as a reader…
Posted May 6, 2015 By kmarrs
Let me use this in a sentence: My husband’s outrage at me being able to play “penguin” was noisy.
Though technically he was noisy before the penguin ever entered the scene.
Also: I added an extra “E” to noisy twice and my spellcheck corrected me.
To clarify: He played noisy, not me.
Posted April 26, 2015 By kmarrs
The awesome that is this mug could not be buried in yesterday’s little spread. So it has its own stand alone.
Posted April 22, 2015 By kmarrs
I will say my hair does NOT photograph well and neither do I. But I promised photos.
Posted April 18, 2015 By kmarrs
So my monthly dinner party is tonight. The lovely Dez and Sarah will be joining me to celebrate spring! We’re going to be eating fresh and talking dirty. Wait. No. That sounds about right. Let’s just say the dinner parties imply we’re proper ladies, but well, only one of us actually identifies as a woman and the rest of us don’t keep the conversation clean for her sake.
Also, my hair is now blue. There are mini pics to the right. I’ll show something larger on Wednesday.
This week in my store:
My newest shirts
All items are now 15% off, and customer mother’s day gifts are 30% off! You do remember mother’s day is coming up, right?
Speaking of my store, you can find a link to the WTBL new items up along the top. It’ll take you here. I actually own the pink shirt. No joke, I love it! All items in the WTBL store are great ways to support the blog.
Quote of the week:
“Napping is like a time machine…”-Pat
“No, no it’s not…”-Sammy
In closing, this confession:
So Thomas (11) has wanted his hair dyed blue since he was little. And as it’s just hair and something he wants for him, and summer nears, and well there is enough in the jar I used on mine… Yep. Kid just has to get out of school.
Meanwhile Sambam (3) also wants blue hair just like momma. And if she still wants it when she’s 11 and is no longer just trying to be like momma, she too can have funky hair. That’s the rule. 11 and not just trying to follow someone else’s lead.