Friday, September 30, 2016

Self-publish your book for free.

One thing that saddens me is when I read a post on Facebook saying, "Self-publishing is so expensive. Can writers ask for donations?"

IT IS NOT TRUE. I have written and published two books in the past six months at NO COST WHATSOEVER.
(Actually, I spent ten bucks for the book that takes you through everything.)

Here's how you do it. The only cost will be buying a book that takes you through everything you need to know. It's $9.95 in paperback or $4.79 in Kindle.    

It's CreateSpace & Kindle Self- Publishing Masterclass.

I recommend buying it in PAPERBACK since there is lots of info you will want to HIGHLIGHT.  But even Kindle is better than not buying it at all.

Rick Smith knows what he is talking about and he takes you step by step through EVERYTHING you need to know to self-publish your book.

Publish your book in paperback through CreateSpace, first.

Then publish your book in ebook through Kindle Direct Publishing next.

There is NO COST but for Rick's Smith's book.

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Ideas for your novel

If there’s anything people want to know when they talk to me at book signings or on television, it’s this: “Where do you get your ideas?”

Not from a “novelist’s muse,” that’s for sure. 

Most of my ideas for my Veronica Slate, Frank Tasker and Kate Mandolin mystery novels came from true crime nonfiction books, television, movies, and from real life. I read true crime books to try to understand what causes people to kill two husbands in their sleep, ten years apart, or to murder a wife and burn down the house so she can't get the kids.

Monday, September 19, 2016

My first published novel.

A brush with death caused my first novel.

In 1982, while I was appearing in a dinner theater production of Damn Yankees, my neck hurt and I went to my chiropractor who told me it was a lump. He sent me to a regular doctor. That doctor immediately called an oncologist and got me an appointment.

After seeing the oncologist, I was really scared. It turned out that I had cancer. Non-Hodgkin's lymphoma. He started me, that day, on five weeks of daily radiation treatments to bring the lump down in size and told me they would attempt a radical neck dissection to get the cancer. I made a stupid joke, like “don't do anything radical” and asked my chances.
He said, “50-50.”

Five weeks of radiation, five weeks of waiting, and a five hour operation cured me of cancer. (And you wonder why my lucky number is 5?)