Friday, November 15, 2013

Thursday, November 14, 2013


Maybe this is not much - but every bit helps.

I'm glad my last novel, DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES - The Full Tale, is part of May December Publications' GRIM WINTER box set. I'm even more glad now.

Today May December Publications  will send a check for $100.00 to the American Red Cross for disaster relief from typhoon Haiyan’s impact in the Philippines.
Also, their anthology, 'Wake The Witch', is available and 
ALL proceeds of this book will go to the Red Cross. 

AND from now through the end of the year - not only MDP will still pay the authors for their part in the GRIM WINTER Box Set - but will match EVERY dollar paid for this box set and send it to the Red Cross Philippines as well.
Wanna help? Go buy this excellent collection of 13 scary novels. Heath Stallcup, TW Brown, Tracy Ford, RD Teun, Robert Dean, Bennie Newsome, DA Chaney, Duncan Lloyd, Patrick MacAdoo, Christopher Harris, PS Turner, Erik Rise, and me are proud to offer you the best from MDP.

Monday, November 4, 2013

There’s not such a good way to promote your work and be professional at the same time.

There’s not such a good way to promote your work and be professional at the same time.

Being a writer, I feel gratification when I get a positive review (heck, I’ll be excited even with a bad, but constructive one), or when someone else, rather than me, talks about my stories (very, very rarely).
And I’m not the only one feeling this way, I think.
We writers are like theater actors: we live for the clapping at the end of the performance. Or even for the splash of rotten tomatoes. We just don’t like being ignored.

However, it has come to my attention that posting on the Internet about your small and insignificant successes is a sign of neediness and self-doubt. Or posting how many words you wrote today. Or extracts of your work in progress. Or about your last interview.
In short, to be professional and serious, writers must be silent.

So, let’s just talk about giraffes, grumpy animals, politics, sports, memes, our kids, our sad stories, and what we had for dinner. Better, why don’t we just stop being present on social media and fade away.
I used to be very active on social networks when I started publishing, but lately, with all this criticism going on, well frankly I’m afraid even to write good night.

I know there’s a constant misuse of self-promotion. I know that sometimes writers (or actors, photographers, directors, etc.) act like they are the only stars in the firmament.
But what are we supposed to do?
I see people working in other fields (clerks, administrators, you name what) posting about their small, but exciting good news, such as getting two extra bucks in their monthly. They just want to say to the world how much they are faring good.
They are entitled. We aren’t.

“How am I driving?”
Remember that bumper sticker on trucks all across America? Truckers were getting so much a bad repute that some companies started calling for feedback from motorists just to know who was doing a good job. When you see an artist pumping its wares it's no different. Yes, it's a call for attention. Most of these people don’t have an agent, or a publicist behind their backs.
When they post about their successes I’m happy for them. I don’t feel jealousy, and I don’t consider them needy. Unless … unless they do it every hour, to the point of nausea. Moderation is the key word in everything in life.

I understand criticism, but there’s too much bitterness around here. I’m sincerely thinking of just stop talking about my writing and post only graphics. Mind you, I didn’t receive any kind of personal attack. I just read some general posts.