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Thursday, December 5, 2013

Phoenix Rising

I'm writing two books right now: The sequel to Sadie's Mountain, Sadie Survived, from which I posted the first chapter on my blog. Although this is hyperbole, two people read it. (It was slightly a higher number).

But, that book is extremely difficult to write, and so I've made a decision. I need to get my mojo back. I loved, loved, loved writing Sadie's Mountain. It was one of the best experiences of my life. The sequel feels like work. It feels like I'm trying too hard. It feels like a mistake, although I know, when it does release into the world, it'll help a lot of people come to terms with their grief and anger issues. For me, it's too much to handle, considering Sadie's Mountain has, basically, flopped.

I've tried so hard to promote it. I feel like I've been begging for readers, and maybe, just maybe, that's not the book that will be my break-out novel, like I'd hoped. It's my baby. I put so much of me in it. The real stuff almost outweighs the fiction. And writing a sequel for a book that got good reviews, but didn't find an audience, may not be a good choice for me at this point.

If Sadie Survived flopped, too, I don't know, to be honest, if I could continue on writing. Publishing Sadie's Mountain nearly crushed me. The blog tour, promo, and review reading brought me nearly to the breaking point, because of how much it meant to me. I've taken it too personal, and I need a serious break.

So the other day, an idea was inspired within me for a new book about a girl who tries out for a singing competition and falls for the hottie rock star coaching her. The idea alone just felt light. It felt fun, and like it would be so much easier for me to write.

I'm writing a female character who is not at all like me, although she has universal feelings that even brought me to tears on the way to work the other day. She seem real, and has a tremendous back story that makes her even more human to me.

She is a diversion from the emotional story I've created in the Appalachian mountains, and the words are just flowing like crazy. It reminds me of why I love to write.

I won't give up on my sequel, but this new book should help me feel better about putting my work out there in the future. Just thought I'd share. I know there are a few of you who I'm letting down. Thanks for cheering me on. I just need some good news for a while.

Take care,

Shelby

Monday, November 25, 2013

Chapter One of Sadie Survived

Sadie Survived is the sequel to Sadie's Mountain. These are the first two books in the Reclaiming Life Series. In this book, I will delve into Dillon's story, although Sadie will also have a few chapters--so it's a duel perspectives book.

I'm in the mood to share what I've written so far. However, as a WARNING, this excerpt contains major spoilers from Sadie's Mountain. If you haven't yet read the first book, I'd recommend you do that before reading this. It's available for sale on all major online retailers.

Also, this Work in Progress in intended for mature audiences, 18+, due to heavy topics, adult language, violence, and sexual situations. It is unedited, and subject to change.

Copyright, Shelby Rebecca. All rights reserved. 2013.


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Chapter One

Dillon—On The Mountain

 “Dillon!” Reverend Morris says through the speaker on my phone. “Where are you guys?” I ask, my voice giving away my nerves.

“We ran into a couple’a officers from Fayetteville waitin’ for us coming up the trail.”

Crap! I shake my head. Are we going to be alone?

“They sent us back down but we’re looking at the map so we can take another trail,” he says. “The coal company’s suspended demolition while all these people are protesting, and some of us are up here and they don’t know where we are.”

“Alright Reverend. We’ll be waiting for you. How many are still coming?” I yell into the phone, but my attention is tuned in elsewhere. Somewhere out there, I hear the rumbling sound of a four-wheeler coming up to our right.

“Did you hear that?” Sadie asks. When I look over to her she has this odd look on her face. My stomach aches to relieve the fear I see so evident in her eyes.

“There’s still ‘bout ten of us,” he says, out of the speakerphone. Could Donnie have found us up here? And it looks like we’re going to be here alone.

“Did someone make it past the cops?” I ask.

“Not that I know of,” he says.

“What were the cops riding? Motorcycles? Four-wheelers?”

“Four-wheelers,” he responds.

The sound of that four-wheeler is getting louder. From the corner of my eye I see Monty stop and fling his head up. It doesn’t feel right to me. Animals usually know when something’s wrong before we do. My horse is restless, too. We’ve got to move. Now.

 “Let’s get off this trail,” I say, trying to sound calm. I don’t want to scare Sadie worse than she already is. I pull the reins to the left and duck under a branch as Sadie follows. I’m so pissed at myself. I should have waited for the rest of the group first before I allowed her to come up here. We’re going to be alone. No. We are alone. Shit!

“Sadie,” I say, “we’re up here alone. We don’t have the group to protect us. I don’t want you yanking that gun out on cops, but just keep it in mind. I have mine, too, remember.”

Just then, the look on her face changes. Her eyes look like a wild animal, and I freeze. I realize that what’s odd is the buzzing sound of the four-wheeler had stopped. But I hear a shuffle and before I can process it, a four-wheeler carrying my brother barrels out of the forest.

 Both our horses bolt forward to get out of the way, when a loud sound bursts through the trees. I see his eyes, pure hatred and malice. Then I see the gun. I’m jerked backward—hard and fast. My shirt puffs up, like a bomb has exploded inside my chest, blocking out the sounds. My ears ringing.

What the…! I’m shot?  Instinctively I grab my chest as blood pumps onto my hand. My horse is jittery and hopping around.

My own brother shot me? Is Sadie okay? Is she shot, too? I look to my side toward her as she jumps down off her horse. Thump, thump. My heart beats in my eardrum.

Saturday, October 26, 2013








It's Domestic Violence Awareness Month and today I am helping Author Kristie Cook "Share the <3" by spreading awareness. If you know someone in an abusive relationship, here is a tip:


Be supportive, don't judge, and be sure they know it's NOT. THEIR. FAULT.


Acknowledge that their situation is frightening and confusing. Provide a listening ear and a closed mouth. More than anything, they need to know you believe them and that they can trust you.




If you want to know more, visit www.TheHotline.org. And while you're there, Kristie and I hope you'll help by making a donation. Even just $5 can ensure one more call gets answered at The Hotline - an answer that could save a life.



Then, email your receipt to publisher (at) angdora (dot) com for entries into Kristie's giveaway and you could win some cool prizes. Get more entries in the Rafflecopter below. For more details, head on over to Kristie's Share the <3 Giveaway.


Sunday, October 20, 2013

Full Release of Sadie's Mountain and Blog Tour October 21st-November 2nd


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Synopsis
One fateful night, Sadie Sparks' young life was changed forever. Just as she was discovering love with her best friend, Dillon McGraw, someone else was plotting to take her for his own. Faced with choosing between the fear and threats and a safer life, Sadie leaves her West Virginia home for good.

A decade later, Sadie returns to Appalachia to care for her ailing mother, but stays to fight for the mountain she loves. Her struggles to protect it from being ravaged for coal put her in greater danger than she ever imagined — and back in the arms of the man she never stopped loving. But the man responsible for changing her life so many years ago is determined to keep her under his control. When she decides to break free, will Sadie and Dillon's bond be strong enough to endure the truth about his identity?

Meet the Author

Originally from Wasilla, Alaska, I now live in Northern California in my first real house with my husband, John, daughter, Elise, and our two mutts, a beagle and an Australian terrier. I’m a vegetarian with a unique accent that merges Alaskan vowels with Valley Girl, and I love Ryan Gosling—but who doesn’t. The eco-theme in my book comes from being Healthy Child Healthy World's first ever Mom on a Mission in late 2009. My story was featured in People Magazine, Lifetime's Remarkable Women series, The Sacramento News and Review, and is a highlighted story on the advocacy website Care2. Sadie's Mountain is my debut novel.

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October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month and Author Kristie Cook is asking us to "Share the <3"! 1 in 4 women and 1 in 7 men just in the United States have been victims of severe physical violence by an intimate partner in their lifetime (Center for Disease Control statistics). You likely know someone who lives through this nightmare every day - a relative, a friend, a coworker or a neighbor down the street. Too many don't live. And too many children witness the violence to/between their parents - or are direct victims themselves.


Thankfully, help is available. Unfortunately, not enough people know whom they can call for help - safely and privately. The National Domestic Violence Hotline provides this kind of secure resource, helping survivors of abuse do what they need to do to reach safety and restart their lives. I, along with Kristie, many other authors, bloggers and readers, ask you to join us in supporting The Hotline so it may continue to provide the refuge people need. Help us "Share the <3" because "all <3's deserve to feel safe."





If you can donate even $5 to The Hotline, you could be supporting one phone call that can save a life. And for each dollar you donate, you can be entered to win Kristie's Share the <3 Giveaway! Simply email your receipt(s) dated 10/1/2013 through 10/31/2013 to publisher (at) angdora (dot) com. There are other ways to enter, as well, in the Rafflecopter below.


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An Indie Book Nerd t-shirt signed by over 40 authors, including Kristie Cook, G.P. Ching, Tabatha Vargo, Tiffany King, Shelly Crane and Isaac Marion, author of Warm Bodies; Kristie Cook's Soul Savers and Book of Phoenix books signed; and a bag full of swag.


A bundle of Kristie's Soul Savers Series audiobooks, Books 1-5.


$25 gift card to Amazon, B&N or iTunes

So give what you can, email your receipt and gain extra entries below. The more you give, the better your chances of winning these amazing prizes. PLUS, Kristie will be matching all donation receipts, up to $1,000. So your donation will be doubled!


From Kristie and from me, thank you for your help and support! Think of all that can happen if we each "Share the <3" today.


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Saturday, October 19, 2013

Sadie's Mountain is Free on October 19th Only!!!



As a thank you to everyone who's been so supportive to me, and in honor of the end of the Select program over at Amazon, I'm making Sadie's Mountain free for one day only!!!

Also, It's just two days from my full release and the beginning of my blog tour!

So what are you waiting for, go one-click that button!!!

Sunday, September 22, 2013


Hey all! I made some teasers and stuff. Just thought I'd post them. It's my first time making teasers. I hope they're okay.

Monday, September 16, 2013

Excerpt from Sadie's Mountain

Excerpt from Chapter 11 of Sadie's Mountain by Shelby Rebecca. (c) Copyright. All rights reserved.


"I remember riding on the back of his bike, his scent mingling with mine in the mountain air. I remember making snow angels together and then him helping me make the biggest snowman I’d ever seen—he even ripped two buttons off his coat to make the eyes. I can see the determined look on his face when I’d helped him rescue a dragon fly out of the mud behind my house. “Look at its face. It looks like a bulldog, don’t it?”

These memories sting—but I want to remember. Just like the song asked me to in his car. I do remember—everything.

I’ve made my decision.

I love Dillon. I want him in every way he wants me. We’ll work it all out. We have to.

“How are you feeling?” he asks, holding my face in his hand, my other hand pressed up to his heart. He’s looking deep in my eyes with those Tahoe blues.

“I think I’m cured,” I say, peeking into his core, trying to see if he understands the double meaning. If he understands that I’ve made up my mind about him, about us. Even if it is only for this brief moment before the real world comes roaring back to me in a moment of lucidity. I trace his cheek with my index finger and he nuzzles me back.

“I love you,” I say, before I can become a coward. Is that clear enough? I never stopped and I don’t want to push you away anymore—I can’t. His eyes widen and he shudders as if a chill goes through his body that he holds in. I place both my hands on his face and pull him toward me. There is only him. There is only me. It’s as if we’re alone on this planet and we’re creating all the meaning that exists in it.

“Is this really happening?” he breathes as he leans down and easily slides me by my waist toward the edge of the counter closer to him. My legs move to either side of his hips. I take a sharp breath as my tummy clenches up. He tenderly rubs the tip of his nose the full length of mine before he grasps my chin, gently tilting it up. His chest strokes against mine.

“And I love you, Sadie,” he whispers into my mouth and takes my lips between his, so delicately. Live wires. I move my hands up to his hair as our kiss deepens.

“Dillon!” We are forced out of our reverie; the stern voice is coming out of Donnie’s mouth as he stands in the doorway. “God dammit, boy. You’re out in public. Ain’t nobody allowed to do this even if it is with someone like that.”

I gasp and cover my face with my hands.

“Someone like what?” Dillon challenges, turning away from me, blocking me from Donnie’s stare. I pull my legs up to my chin, pull my skirt over my legs, and cross my ankles.

“Someone who lets men grope her in public,” he says, like it’s hot and he needs to drop it on someone.

“We aren’t doing anything wrong, Donnie.”

“From my perspective you are, and I’m the law.”

“Shut up,” Dillon says, just like a brother would.

I peek out from my hands. Donnie’s mouth says, “It’s your turn in about five minutes,” but what he’s really saying is: “I’m going to kill you both.” That’s exactly the look on his face. Pure evil. I’ve started trembling so badly now, like I’m cold on the inside.

“Sadie, why are you shaking?” Dillon says, so concerned. I can’t help it when I start to make the ugly cry face.

He’s breathing harder than normal. “What’s the matter, baby?” He looks at Donnie and back at me with my head hanging low. It’s like something clicks. “Give us a minute, man,” he says, curtly and waits until Donnie walks away.

“Does he scare you?” he asks, leaning into my legs pulled up to my chin, wrapping his long arms around me. I can’t lie. He knows. I shake my head yes. “Why?”

“It’s just that we keep getting caught kissing and it’s really embarrassing.” Did that work?

“Is that all, Sadie?”

“Yes,” I lie again. This sucks.

“Don’t be embarrassed. Who cares what he thinks?” Well, you might if he tries to kill you with his fishy knife.

“What just happened, Sadie, was one of the most beautiful moments of my life.” I shake my head and try to calm my breathing and straighten my ugly-cry face. “When you said you loved me,” he puts his hands on his head, “I don’t care if this means anything for me right now, like if you’re ready to be with me or if you want what I want. Just to know how you feel.” His voice hitches in his throat.

I guess that depends on what Donnie’s going to do now. Maybe it would be better to just tell Dillon so I would have someone to help me through this. I would, too, if I thought that Dillon could stay calm and strategize rather than turn medieval and challenge his brother to a duel. He would be no match for an ex-Army soldier. It would be like tagging him with a big red stripe and sending him to the slaughter house.

At this point it’s too late to hide what’s going on between us. We’ve kissed, like that, right in front of Donnie. There’s no going back. I’m staying here to see my mother until her last day. And I’m going to help protect this mountain—for her. There has to be a way to get one step ahead of Donnie. A way to keep him away.

“All I know right now is that I love you, Dillon. I always have and I want what you want. I do. But there’s so much that you don’t know.” He helps me put my legs down and pulls me into his strong, safe arms. This is where I want to be—need to be.

“There’s nothing you need to say right now,” he says into my ear. “You owe me nothing. I’m just happy with whatever this is right now.”

“Thank you, Dillon,” I whisper into his chest.

He pulls back and looks down at me thoughtfully. The iPhone in my purse strung crossways over my shoulder buzzes. I must have a new email. That’s when divine providence strikes. I can get Donnie to talk. He’s so angry he’s bound to threaten me again and someone will hear. No, I need a way to prove what he did in a way that I can control. I look at my purse again. That thing has to have some kind of a recording device.

“Are you ready to go out there now? Can you walk okay?”

“Yes, I’m ready.” Yes, I am. For the first time in my life I want to talk to Donnie. And I’m going to find out what’s going through his Machiavellian mind—right now.

I bet my eyes look like a wild dog before a planned attack. "
 

Sunday, September 8, 2013

Twenty Fun Facts about Shelby Rebecca



1.       I cut my own hair—constantly. I trim it a little bit every week. I used to have a cosmetology license, but I let it expire. The only part that’s hard for me to cut is the length in the back, so a few times a year I have someone trim it. I never make an appointment, either. I’m too impulsive to think ahead to make hair appointments.

2.       My favorite color is green. My house is decorated in many different shades of green.

3.       I was born in Alaska. I’ve lived in Anchorage, Wasilla, Houston/Willow, and Chugiak before moving to Chino, California when I was twelve-years old.

4.       My dad was a pastor and a bush pilot. He used to fly us out to the middle of nowhere to go fishing. He used to work the Iditarod, and one year he came home with a husky puppy that had no tail. The Native Alaskans didn’t want him because his tail froze off and they thought he wouldn’t be good at mushing. I could write a whole book about that dog.

5.       There was a mountain behind my house when I was a little girl. Hmmm…maybe that’s why I love mountains.

6.       I had a best friend who was a boy when I was little—just like Sadie.

7.       I’m a vegetarian. I used to hide meat under the rim of the plate—just like Sadie. I saw my older brother and my mom kill some of our chickens when I was about five or six, and it ruined me for life.

8.       I have four brothers. Three are older, one is younger.

9.       I once rescued a dragonfly out of some mud in my backyard—sound familiar??? (It would if you’ve read Sadie’s Mountain).

10.   I laugh really loud and freely. I can’t help it. I love to laugh and I don’t care when people make fun of me for it.

11.   I have a unique accent. I describe my accent as a mix of Alaskan vowels meets valley girl.

12.   I had my daughter two weeks late, and after over thirty-hours of labor. (That’s why she’s an only child ;-)

13.   I’ve been in People Magazine. It was one of those “real people hero” stories that they do.  And it’s weird because I still can’t believe it. It’s like that whole year leading up to it happened to someone else.

14.   I was kicked out of school in my sophomore year. I’ll just leave that one up to your imagination. But, I had to finish high school through independent study. I went on to become the first person in my immediate family to get a degree. Now I have a Master’s in Education. Ironic, right?

15.   I don’t eat wheat. It makes life harder, but it helped me lose thirty pounds.

16.   I’ve gone skydiving. Yep. I have a severe fear of heights and later in life, developed a phobia about flying. When I was a little girl my dad would take me and my brother, Joe, flying in his orange-striped airplane. I used to beg him to go upside down. I had no fear. But when I was seventeen, I started having panic attacks on flights. So I decided to skydive because I wanted to take control of my life. I was sick of my anxiety controlling me. It was fun, too. I wanted to do it again right after I landed—flat on my face. It didn’t hurt, but I said, “ouch,” anyway.

17.   I can sleep with the lights on. Growing up, during the summer in Alaska the sun never goes completely down. Because of that, I can sleep with the lights on. We used to accidentally forget to go to sleep. I remember once I was running around in our five-acre yard while my mom was gardening. I went inside to call one of my friends. I was about seven then, and her mom answered the phone. She told me they were all sleeping because it was past midnight. I felt so bad, and I told my mom what happened, so she made us go to sleep. It’s funny how the sunlight tricked us into thinking we weren’t tired.

18.   I like flavored beer. Raspberry and watermelon flavored beers are my favorite.

19.   I used to have two horses. One was named Frosty, and the other was Monty. He ran down a hill once with me on his back. So I grabbed hold of a branch and fell off the back side of him rather than try to jump down into the ravine. (Sound familiar??) In real life, there was nobody to help me up.

20.   My characters write their story through me. How many times have I sat down to write with a plot in mind to have the characters do or say things I wasn’t expecting? Writing is fun when I let them do what they need to do and stop trying to force a plot based on what I want. Writing a book is just as exciting as reading one, in that way.

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Birthday Sale

In honor of my daughter Elise's ninth birthday, Sadie's Mountain is on sale for .99 cents.



 
 
 

One fateful night, Sadie Sparks' young life was changed forever. Just as she was discovering love with her best friend, Dillon McGraw, someone else was plotting to take her for his own. Faced with choosing between the fear and threats and a safer life, Sadie leaves her West Virginia home for good.

A decade later, Sadie returns to Appalachia to care for her ailing mother, but stays to fight for the mountain she loves. Her struggles to protect it from being ravaged for coal put her in greater danger than she ever imagined — and back in the arms of the man she never stopped loving. But the man responsible for changing her life so many years ago is determined to keep her under his control. When she decides to break free, will Sadie and Dillon's bond be strong enough to endure the truth about his identity?  
 

Monday, August 26, 2013

New Blurb!

I wanted to thank author, Marina Maddix, for helping me re-write my book description for Sadie's Mountain. In fact, she really wrote it and I just tweaked it slightly. I absolutely love it. I think she captured the essence of the story in a way I wasn't able to. Thank you Marina! So here it is:



One fateful night, Sadie Sparks' young life was changed forever. Just as she was discovering love with her best friend, Dillon McGraw, someone else was plotting to take her for his own. Faced with choosing between the fear and threats and a safer life, Sadie leaves her West Virginia home for good.

A decade later, Sadie returns to Appalachia to care for her ailing mother, but stays to fight for the mountain she loves. Her struggles to protect it from being ravaged for coal put her in greater danger than she ever imagined — and back in the arms of the man she never stopped loving. But the man responsible for changing her life so many years ago is determined to keep her under his control. When she decides to break free, will Sadie and Dillon's bond be strong enough to endure the truth about his identity?
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What do you think? Much better!

Monday, August 5, 2013

The little book that could

I just wanted to share these awesome reviews I've been getting for Sadie's Mountain.

From Amazon August 3rd, 2013


I am so grateful for all of the support I've been getting and all the positive feedback. If you loved it, please review it. Thank you :-)

 

Monday, July 29, 2013

Reviews and Newsletter Info

I NEED Reviews!!! Pretty Please :-)

Sadie's Mountain for Kindle download is $2.99.



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Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Free Days and Giveaways!!

Sadie's Mountain is free on Kindle from July 24th through the 26th!


So in honor of the SALE and the release I'm giving away three autographed copies of Sadie's Mountain in print.

The winners so far have been:

Day 1= Janell Troy
Day 2= Diane S.
Day 3= Kimberly M.

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Goodreads Giveaway

I'm starting to gear up for the release of Sadie's Mountain. I'm giving away five autographed copies on Goodreads. The giveaway ends on August 16th.


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Sadie's Mountain by Shelby Rebecca

Sadie's Mountain

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Giveaway ends August 16, 2013.

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Friday, July 5, 2013

Magnolia Mountain - The Hand of Man


I'm sharing Magnolia Mountain's video for "The Hand of Man," because...well, just look at it. The images from fly-overs of Appalachia are enough to produce the ugly cry.

I want to thank them for doing their part to end MTR (Mountaintop Removal) in Appalachia (pronounced apple at 'cha).




 

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Can I put Song Lyrics In My Book? Here's How...

I think it's a natural process for writers to listen to music as they write, or to want to use song lyrics in their books, similar to the way movies have a soundtrack. As I was writing Sadie's Mountain I listened to my Adele station, which I, of course, created myself on Pandora.

In almost every song, I heard lyrics that reminded me of my characters and what they were going through. I also did research about "old timey" songs that Dillon would play to Sadie on his dulcimer. Music became a way for Dillon to communicate with Sadie. When she wasn't ready to hear his feelings for her, he played them to her on his iPod or he'd sing to her. It was a great tool to use in romance, in my opinion.

But you don't want to get in trouble or be sued. There's two ways to handle this.

Monday, July 1, 2013

Cover Reveal!


Here's the cover for my novel Sadie's Mountain: I love, love, love it. Seeing it just makes it seem real!


 
Cover by Dafeenah Jameel at Indie Designz
 

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Sadie's Mountain--What's it about?






One fateful night, Sadie Sparks' young life was changed forever. Just as she was discovering love with her best friend, Dillon McGraw, someone else was plotting to take her for his own. Faced with choosing between the fear and threats and a safer life, Sadie leaves her West Virginia home for good.

A decade later, Sadie returns to Appalachia to care for her ailing mother, but stays to fight for the mountain she loves. Her struggles to protect it from being ravaged for coal put her in greater danger than she ever imagined — and back in the arms of the man she never stopped loving. But the man responsible for changing her life so many years ago is determined to keep her under his control. When she decides to break free, will Sadie and Dillon's bond be strong enough to endure the truth about his identity?





This is the playlist. The songs are played in the order they occur in the book.





On Pinterest I've compiled images and created my dream cast. Come check it out!

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Dillon's Tattoos

Here's an excerpt from Sadie's Mountain. It's when Dillon asks to spend the night with Sadie because he's worried that she's just encountered her rapist again. Little does he know, it's his own brother he needs to be worried about. But, I love this scene because we get the first glimpse at Dillon's tattoo.

Saturday, June 22, 2013

The background picture...

Hey, guys!

I completely re-worked my page and forwarded my domain name to my blog. I really wanted the page to represent me. So I added a background picture that you might be curious about--or not...it's cool. But if you are curious it's actually a screen-shot-turned-picture of a page out of chapter three of Sadie's Mountain.

Here it is:

In this chapter Sadie is remembering the last time she spoke to Dillon. They were at the window sill and he was asking her if she'd come outside and talk to him.

Thanks for reading :-)

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Can I Use a Real Location In My Book? Yes! Yes you can. As long as you follow the rules.

I'm publishing a novel this summer!!!!

I've learned so much about the process so far. I had to get an editor--and wow, is that expensive.

I had to get a book designer...more on that later.

I had to get permission to use song lyrics and a quote by Anne Landers...more on that later.

But, I'd say the biggest drama I've had so far was use of trademark and a certain tourist shop near where the book is set--which shall remain nameless.

I sent them a little note letting them know I was going to have my characters in Sadie's Mountain go to their location during a date.

Here was their response: (Note: I edited to remove their company name and any distinguishing content--not because I have to. Because I want to--because I'm nice. Oh, and also, I think she quoted something, but I'm not sure. Her quotes--stealing or not--are left in the quote below for descriptive purposes only.)

Congratulations on your book and thank you for letting me know about your publication. I hope I can lend some help in a small way with your fictional story line before it goes to print. 
 
The Name removed  is not a fictional place. We are not fictional, we are factual and historical. The owners are not fictional. You will need permission to use our "trademark" name and "copyrighted" establishment in your printing. We cannot prevent you from taking photos of our building from the street, however any photos obtained on the private property of the Name removed also cannot be used in a fictional publication for personal gain.
 
I appreciate that you "Legally" are not obligated to ask my permission to use this name and place, however under the copyright codes and trademark you will "Legally" need written permission to use our name "Name Removed" in your book or further publications.
 
Please do not fabricate, make up or otherwise attempt to deface or fictionalize the "Name Removed".
 
You do not have written permission to use this name.
 
I hope this has helped you re-think your final manuscript and good luck with your writings.
 
Sincerely,
Angry Trademark Owner

[The "Laws" below were pasted under the signature. I've just made them smaller.]
Title 17 Section 120 of the good old US Code:
(a) Pictorial Representations Permitted- The copyright in an architectural work that has been constructed does not include the right to prevent the making, distributing, or public display of pictures, paintings, photographs, or other pictorial representations of the work, if the building in which the work is embodied is located in or ordinarily visible from a public place.
In the U.S. a building can be copyrighted and trademarked too, and you can't use the image of it commercially without permission, except as a small element of a larger skyline. You can of course photograph anything you like from a public street -- it's how you use it that matters.
It is possible to trademark some aspects of a building, if there is an ongoing business that uses the aspect to identify itself. The aspect would have to be distinct enough that it serves to identify your particular brand (say, golden arches, a blue dome in the shape of a soft serve ice cream cone, or even a particular shade of paint is distinct enough."

So, I was on the bus coming back from a field trip when I read that. At first I thought she was being nice to me. Then, she hit me with all that mumbo-jumbo and my head started spinning.