Friday, July 13, 2018

Stealth publishing / Happenings In The Outhouse 13-July-2018

I was watching a video lesson from a well-established writer the other night and he explained his method of publishing--transitioning from traditional to indie--over the past number of years he has termed: stealth publishing.

I love this term!  This completely describes what I have been doing as well.

It boggles my mind how many authors will write a handful of books, promoting these books like crazy, and then . . . they vanish.  Why?  There are a multitude of reasons, from dwindling sales (after a large sales spike) to not writing the next book to changing their focus on "writing courses" to spending too much time on promoting rather than writing to not learning to write . . .

I view my publishing business in the long-term.  I also am not beholden to my royalties to keep food on the table.  I have a full-time job for that.  Do I have sales spikes?  You betcha!  I do sell books.  Maybe not Rowling or King level, but then again very few are at that level.

Stealth publishing, in my opinion, is quietly putting your work out there and not promoting until you have a number of books in the backlog.

I do post sales links when I publish a new book, but for now that's about it.

You may criticize this approach and I'm okay with it.  All writers are different, and this one works well for me.

So, you can criticize all you want.  All I'll do is shrug, put my head down, and write . . .

Friday, July 6, 2018

The day of my (possible) abduction / Happenings In The Outhouse 06-July-2018

The timeline on this event is fuzzy.  I do know it was in the spring or fall, for there was no snow on the ground that I remember.  Or if it was the winter, we had very little snow.  I also place the year around 1980.  I would've been seven or eight.  But I could've been nine or ten, depending on the actual year.

I grew up in a small town in northwestern Minnesota.  And yes I walked to school.  Even in sub-zero temperatures, I walked.

Before you ask, no it was not uphill, both ways.  Thanks for asking.

I was heading to school, which made it about a quarter to eight.  I do remember the exact spot where I was that this event occurred.

A dark van pulled up next to me.  It was one of those typical 70's vans with plush carpet on the inside and there were no side windows.  The side door opened.  Obviously, there was the driver, a front passenger, and one other passenger in the back.

There was at least one female inside, but my recollection is fuzzy when it comes to where she was seated: either in the front passenger or the back.

They asked if I wanted to ride to school.  Now, these were the days of the "Stranger Danger" campaign, but Stranger Danger was the last thing on my mind--if at all.  I did, however, get a weird vibe.

I said, "No, thanks, I can walk."

What's weird about this event is that, on the street where I was walking, I probably knew most everyone in the neighborhood.  It was 3-4 blocks from the highway, so for someone to choose this street was odd.  I didn't recognize them, even though I'd place their ages in their late teens.  Which would make them probably high school seniors, IF they were in school.

The one inside asked if I was sure I wanted to walk.  I said I was.

Then, they shut the door and drove away.

Afterwards, I stood there, wondering which way they would turn.  You see, if they turned left, they were heading toward the school.  If they turned right, it would lead out of town.

The van . . . turned right.

Now, there are possibilities that these were just conscientious high school seniors looking to make good by giving a kid a ride to school.  They could have had friends who lived down a street to the right.

Oddly enough, I never saw the van again.  I also didn't recognize any of the occupants.

Was I almost abducted, I will never know.

But I will always wonder . . .

Friday, June 29, 2018

Home stretch and unexpected expectations / Happenings In The Outhouse 29-June-2018

My romance work-in-progress is in the final home stretch.  I am near the 35,000 word mark and I can see what's left of the journey.

But, like any journey, there are still unexpected expectations.  Yes, you heard right.  Unexpected expectations.

After unraveling your tongue, let me explain.  I see the journey, of where the novel is heading.  But I also know that I'll face unexpected events in the story.  So I anticipate them.  Hence unexpected expectations.

I know it'll happen.

I'm ready for them.

Every time I sit and write, I write something new, something I hadn't anticipated, whether it's a large or small event.

That's why I love writing.  I love uncovering those unexpected expectations.

Friday, June 22, 2018

Romance work-in-progress nearing completion / Happenings In The Outhouse 22-June-2018

My current work-in-progress, a romance novel written under a pseudonym, is close to the 30,000 word mark.

It's been both challenging and fun to write.  Challenging, only from the standpoint that I've never written a romance story before as the main theme.  Although this one may have a bit of suspense thrown in, it's also been very fun to write.

Also, immediately upon completion of this one, I will write another romance under the same pseudonym.  Sorry, I won't be sharing what it is.  It's a bit of an experiment, to see if I can pull it off.  I am thinking and planning long-term, so I gauge success in this experiment differently when compared to others.

As a bit of a teaser, I will be sharing two life events in greater detail.  One from when I was in elementary school, when I may possibly have been inches away from being abducted.  The other was from a deer hunting season when I possibly saw a . . . UFO.

Yes, you heard correctly.  A possible abduction and a UFO.

Stay tuned . . .

Friday, June 15, 2018

The Central Division Series Omnibus is available for pre-order

Books 1-4, plus the novella Training Grounds, is available for pre-order with a release date of July 1st, 2018!  Here's a link for your favorite e-book retailer.

From the deep Minnesota woods to the dangerous streets of the Twin Cities, Minneapolis PD investigators KOLIN RAYNES and SIMON TEMPLETON are not afraid to get their hands dirty when it comes to serial killers and human sex traffickers.

This omnibus is a compilation of the first four suspenseful thriller novels in the Central Division Series, including the novella titled Training Grounds.

This set includes:

Book 1: Beholder’s Eye

Novella Training Grounds (the first Central Division short)

Book 2: Straight Razor

Book 3: Discarded

Book 4: Shades of Darkness

Enjoy this exciting thriller series!
Again, here's a link to purchase this omnibus collection!

Friday, June 8, 2018

Want some free stories to read? / Happenings In The Outhouse 08-June-2018

I have recently added a "Free Stories" link to my website.

If you wish to read two quick short stories--both are part of my If Walls Could Talk short story collection--click on this link and enjoy.

The stories are titled: "The Things They Collected" and "Martian Union".

Enjoy the free read!

Friday, June 1, 2018

Silence is golden (and so is noise) / Happenings In The Outhouse 01-June-2018

Before we move on, welcome to blog post number . . . 800!

If you search through my blog, I went on a podcast listening hiatus in second half of 2013 as well as what I called a "podcast fast" starting in December 2016.

Well, starting in mid-October 2017, I started listening to podcasts again.  With a vengeance.

The nature of most are true crime podcasts, but lately I have delved into a variety of history podcasts.  I will not list any here.  If you're curious, you can search for them yourself and chances are we may be listening to the same one.

Throughout the hiatus and podcast fast, I discovered that silence is indeed golden.

But now, listening to podcasts with a vengeance again, I love listening to the various stories.