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Friday, September 27, 2019

Swag Sites for Authors

I like to give away book swag, so I'm always trying to keep my stock replenished. I give away everything from bracelets to bookmarks to signed keepsake photos to keychains. I switch it up each release and will design or order custom pieces whenever possible.



NextDayFlyers - For creating simple boomarks, I tend to stick to NextDayFlyers. I tried PrintRunner and Overnight Prints before, but they just didn't look as good. Honestly, the bookmarks I received from Overnight Prints were probably the worst I've ever seen. They weren't cut straight, they had weird lines in them like someone had sat something heavy on top of them...they were just a hot mess!

Vistaprint - I can get business cards cheaper elsewhere, but I really love the way mine always turn out from Vistaprint. They're super cute (see below). And I can get matching banners for events. 


Snapfish - I order a LOT of 4x6 prints of books and keepsake photos to give away. They're cute. They're easy to sign. They're something that can be displayed instead of tossed in a junk drawer. They're just more useful than postcards. Snapfish always has great deals on prints. 

Dawn Judd Creations - Dawn makes custom keychains, bookmarks, magnets, etc. for authors. She does a really great job and the pieces are always incredible cute. They're also affordable. Shipping can take a while, so if you're ordering, make sure you order well in advance! 

Reminderbands - I love wristbands! I have a ton of them from various authors and events. I really love the quality of those I get from Reminderband. They're thicker and more durable than what I've found most other places. They're a little more expensive than most other places, but the quality is worth the added expense.

I also love to give away bracelets. For the Teplo Trilogy, for instance, I gave away ballerina infinity bracelets. For Fight for You, I'm giving away leather and metal bracelets with a favorite quote on them (Life isn't about surviving the storm, it's learning to dance in the rain). I get them from Ebay.

*No affiliate links used in this post.  




Wednesday, September 25, 2019

Platform Building for Authors

Happy Writer Wednesday!



You probably hear the words platform building all the time. Your platform is your audience and the ways you reach and interact with that audience. For most of us, our platforms include things like our social media accounts, our mailing lists, blogs, etc.

Platform building can be a LOT of work. But it's also critical to your success as an author. Why? Because most people aren't going to happen upon your books by sheer happenstance. If you publish it on Amazon and do nothing else with it, it's unlikely that you're going to find your audience.

You have to put the time and energy into getting your book and your name out there. And that means finding and investing in your readers. Give them relevant content, keep them entertained, and get to know them! In exchange, you share your work with them, turning casual readers into fans (and hopefully friends).

Platform building can include:

  • Connecting with readers and fellow authors on social media. 
  • Building a mailing list.
  • Starting and maintaining a blog.
  • Starting a podcast.
And a whole host of other things. The goal is to build and get to know your audience. You can do this by sharing relevant content, giving them insight into your life, and adding value to theirs. The possibilities are endless.

Make sure you're spending time each week on platform building. Whether it's participating in a group promotion with other authors to gain new readers, staying active on one or two social media channels, blogging, vlogging, or doing a podcast... you want to engage as often as possible.

Schedule time to send out newsletters, write and schedule blog posts, schedule social media posts (don't forget to RESPOND and INTERACT if you're pre-scheduling posts), respond to email, wish your readers a happy birthday or happy anniversary, etc. And stick to the schedule! Don't blow it off because you're tired or bored or don't see immediate results.

Be personable and fun. Share your work, but don't share ONLY your work or it becomes less about interacting and engaging and more about sales, sales, sales. 

Sales are important...but so are people and building relationships. :) 




Tuesday, September 24, 2019

Teaser Tuesday: All Falls Down

Happy Teaser Tuesday!


Excerpt

Home.

I glance around, sighing at the crush of people jogging down the concourse. Airports are always the same, and yet, I find this one more stressful than most. San Francisco. It's loud and crowded, and I'm not sure I want to be here.

I have no choice.

Securing the strap of my bag over my shoulder, I start pushing through the throng rushing off to make connecting flights. An elbow jabs me in the ribs, catching the edge of fading bruises and barely healed surgical wounds. I hiss, intense shards of pain ricocheting through me.

"Sorry," a lady says, trying to squeeze past me. Her elbow jabs me again.

"It's fine," I mumble, fighting not to fall to my knees and cry.

The woman and her rolling suitcase trod on my foot before finally breaking clear. She rushes off without another backward glance.

"Welcome home, Savannah," I mutter when the pain subsides, making my way toward the entrance of the airport, praying Katrina Talbot hasn't forgotten me in the chaos and tragedy currently consuming her life. Guilt worms through me at the thought, but I can't help being selfish.

I desperately want a bath, a bed, and a few hours of silence. None of which are available on international flights. I feel dirty in a way only breathing recycled air for hours on end can accomplish.

You are dirty, inside and out, a little voice whispers in the back of my mind, taunting me.

Fighting down the tears threatening to spill over at the reminder, I focus on Katrina instead.

Poor Kit.

She's my age—only twenty-one—and her father is dead.

I don't even know how it happened, but my heart aches. Matthew Talbot was always so good to me. It's hard to imagine that he's really gone, dead at the age of forty-nine. I want to cry for Kit and her sisters, Lexi and Madeline.
Lexi is only three years older than me and Kit. How's she supposed to run a global nonprofit like Talbot International? Or raise an eleven-year-old child?

I'm horrible enough to envy her a little.

Lexi has a place in the world. A purpose. I'm just...here.

I shake my head, refusing to dwell on that fact, and weave my way through the airport. When I make it to baggage claim, I'm once again jabbed in the ribs by a wayward elbow. The weight of my carry-on unbalances me this time, and I pitch forward with a muttered expletive, grabbing for the first thing I can to keep myself upright.

"Oof!"

"I'm sorry," I mutter, slamming into a hard chest. The attached body stumbles backward a step. "So sorry," I say again when he reaches out to steady me.

His fingers brush roughly across my bruises. A painful cry bursts from my lips, intense pain shooting through me again. I jerk away from the fiery burn as much as from his hands.

The stranger snatches his hands back like I've scalded him.

"Are you okay?" he asks.

I glance up and blink through the fog of pain, my answer dying on my lips when I catch sight of him.

The man is absolutely gorgeous, dressed in a suit and tie that are doing things for him that should be illegal. He towers over me, lean and muscular. Dark blond hair falls across his forehead, ending right before the most beautiful jade colored eyes I've ever seen. His lips are full, kissable. And his jaw is chiseled perfection beneath a day's worth of stubble...My fingers actually twitch to reach out and stroke it.

My stomach flips when his eyes meet mine. They're cool. Not unfriendly, but surprised, and I can't look away.

One dark brow arches when I continue to stand there, gaping at him.

"I'm...sorry," I manage to choke out, mortified to be caught staring so openly. I start to spin away when he reaches out and grasps my arm. His fingers are long, his nails perfectly manicured.

"Savannah Martin?" His voice is warm honey—rich, smooth, low.

My stomach flips again.

"Ah, yes?" I squeak, amazed that this beautiful man knows my name.

"You're Savannah Martin?"

"Yes?" I'm not sure why I'm asking instead of telling, but I can't seem to stop. He's completely thrown me, and he's still staring at me with those eyes…. I clear my throat and try again. "Yes, that's me." The words sound throaty, breathless, but at least they're not a squeak this time.

His questioning expression morphs into...I'm not sure, honestly. But it's fascinating. And intimidating.

My stomach flutters.

"I'm Jared Corbit."

"O–kay?" I wrack my brain, trying to place the name. I've never heard it before that I can remember. It's a nice name though. It fits him.

"Katrina Talbot sent me?" he says, aggravation sweeping through his expression.

"Oh!" I blink up at him. "Okay. I didn't realize–"

He brushes me off, irritated. "Do you have any additional luggage?"

"One?"

Again he arches a brow and I silently curse myself for sounding so uncertain.

God, what is wrong with me?

Oh right. He's stunning and very much here and I'm...me.

"I have one bag," I say, my heart slamming uncomfortably against my ribcage. "Carousel Four."

He nods coolly and turns on his heel. I follow behind, enthralled both by the way he walks and the fact that people move out of his way without even looking up. They just seem to instinctively know he's there and don't want to get in his way. And his rear–

I choke and jerk my eyes upward when he glances back at me. Something close to amusement flickers through his expression, his lips turning up at the corners. The flash of emotion is gone before I can even be sure it is amusement though.

"Which is yours?" he asks, gesturing toward the carousel.

"Oh, um…" I whip my head in that direction just in time to see my bag disappearing around the back of the conveyor belt. I wait until it appears again to point it out to him. "That one."

He steps forward to claim it. "Ready?" he asks.

All Falls Down is FREE for all mailing list subscribers. Or you can get it for .99 on Amazon

About the Book:

"Ayden K Morgen spins an emotional, heart gripping tale of love, mystery and deceit. Her words flow like water—beautiful and sustaining." - Melanie Moreland, NYT and USA Today Bestselling Author
"Ayden writes an all-consuming love that these two embark on while Jared helps Savannah work through the ghosts that terrify her." -Sarah Reads from Reading in Sarah's Corner
When Savannah Martin walks in on her abusive boyfriend and her best friend in bed together, she thinks life can't possibly get any worse. And then she wakes up in a hospital in Italy, scared and alone. With nowhere left to go, Savannah runs to the family who took her in when her mother abandoned her as a teenager.
But things aren't as simple as they were then.
For starters, two years of constant emotional abuse has broken Savannah in ways she's not sure can be repaired. And patriarch Matthew Talbot has been murdered, leaving his eldest daughter, Lexi, in charge of a global non-profit and her younger sisters.
Jared Corbit, Lexi's gorgeous boyfriend, is the only thing standing between her and whoever murdered her father. That doesn't stop Savannah from falling in love with him. She knows it's wrong, but she just can't stay away from him when he makes he feel like no one else ever has before.
Finding out his relationship with Lexi is a ruse should make things easier, but when the truth is finally revealed, Savannah's fragile world threatens to fall apart. There's a murderer on the loose, and he's gunning for the only family she has. To save their lives, she and Jared will be forced to make a decision that just might destroy her completely.

Friday, September 20, 2019

The Amendment by Melanie Moreland Teaser


   


   

 
THE AMENDMENT (The Contract Series #3) by Melanie Moreland Release Date: October 7, 2019 Cover Design by: Melissa Ringuette of Monark Designs Services
 

Add to Goodreads: http://bit.ly/GRTheAmendment

Blurb:

Richard VanRyan has it all. A loving wife, a beautiful family, great friends, and a career he excels at. He is riding high on the crest of life.

What happens when the ride stops?

When the unthinkable becomes reality and life may never again be the same? The Contract has changed. Can Richard and Katy overcome The Amendment?
 
Series Synopsis:

The Contract Series Follow Richard VanRyan and Katy as they hate, love, and grow in this gripping, deeply emotional series.

Book #1
What do you do when the one person you loath becomes the one person you can’t live without?

Book #2
Richard VanRyan just added another description to his resume. Daddy. How will he handle it?

Book #3
When the life you know becomes the life you had, how do you cope? How will Richard and Katy overcome The Amendment?


About the Author:

New York Times/USA Today bestselling author Melanie Moreland, lives a happy and content life in a quiet area of Ontario with her beloved husband of twenty-seven-plus years and their rescue cat, Amber. Nothing means more to her than her friends and family, and she cherishes every moment spent with them.

While seriously addicted to coffee, and highly challenged with all things computer-related and technical, she relishes baking, cooking, and trying new recipes for people to sample. She loves to throw dinner parties, and also enjoys traveling, here and abroad, but finds coming home is always the best part of any trip.

Melanie loves stories, especially paired with a good wine, and enjoys skydiving (free falling over a fleck of dust) extreme snowboarding (falling down stairs) and piloting her own helicopter (tripping over her own feet.) She's learned happily ever afters, even bumpy ones, are all in how you tell the story. 

Melanie is represented by Flavia Viotti at Bookcase Literary Agency. For any questions regarding subsidiary or translation rights please contact her at  flavia@bookcaseagency.com

Connect w/Melanie: Facebook: http://bit.ly/MMAuthorFacebook 
Melanie’s Minions (FB reader group) http://bit.ly/MMReaderGroupFB 
United By Romance Goodreads Group: http://bit.ly/UBRGoodreads

Today is the last day of the Fight for You ex-SWAG-aganza! #bookswag

Today is the last day to claim your Fight for You swag pack!



To claim your Swag Pack:

1. Pre-order Fight for You from your favorite retailer before 11:59pm on September 20th.
2. Email a copy of your receipt and your mailing address to marketing@akmorgen.com by September 21st!
3. Exclusive chapters will go out on October 1st. Swag packs will ship on 10/15.


**If you've already pre-ordered, you can claim your swag pack the same way. Simply email a copy of your receipt!**

Swag Packs include:
2 Fight for You bookmarks
2 signed bookplates
1 signed keepsake photo
Exclusive bonus chapter of Fight for You
+5 will also include bracelets!

The swag giveaway is open internationally. HOWEVER, bracelets can only be shipped to the United States. Sorry, guys! Shipping overseas is a beast and I'll be paying student loans until the day I die. Valid while supplies last. Cancelled pre-orders not eligible.

PRE-ORDER AT YOUR FAVORITE RETAILER!




ABOUT FIGHT FOR YOU

Some men deserve redemption. Some men are worthy of salvation. I'm not one of them. My name is Michael Kincaid, and I've got so much blood on my hands, I'll never wash clean.

For ten years, I've tried to outrun my gangbanger past by burying myself in my work with the DEA. I've tried like hell to forget the day I damned my soul and lost everything…my family, my home, and the only girl I've ever loved.

I still can't outrun it.

No matter how far I go, January James haunts me. Being without her is killing me, but what other choice do I have? We were still kids the first time I vowed to protect her. Instead, I destroyed her.

Now one of my enemies—a local gang member—has it out for her. He isn't going to stop until she gives him the territory I left her all those years ago. I swore I'd never set foot in Los Angeles again, but January needs my protection, and I'm not nearly strong enough to say no.

She deserves better than me, but she's mine anyway. It's time to stop running and fight for her.

She's an angel. I'm the devil on her shoulder. And this is my swan song.

When it's over, I'll either be the monster at the end of this book…or I'll be the man she deserves.

Fight for You, a contemporary romance, releases 10.15.19. Fight for You is the first book in the A Warrior for Her series, but can be read as a standalone.

You can read the first three chapters for FREE!

Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Misplaced Modifiers

Happy Writer Wednesday!



Misplaced modifiers are exactly what they sound like...words that are meant to modify a noun, but have been misplaced, resulting in them accidentally modifying the wrong noun. Modifiers should almost always go next to the noun they're meant to modify. When they're misplaced, meaning is lost and the sentence often no longer makes logical sense.

For instance, you wouldn't say you want the blue woman's parka because the woman probably isn't blue. You want the woman's blue parka. You also wouldn't say that the man sat in the chair reading the book, because the chair isn't reading the book. The man who sat in the chair is the one reading the book. The misplaced words in these instances changed perfectly good sentences to sentences that don't make a lot of sense (unless you know a blue woman or a chair that reads).


Monday, September 16, 2019

Fight for You: Excerpt #secondchance #romance

Happy Friday, lovelies!

I wanted to pop in and share the print wrap for Fight for You! I am so incredibly excited about this book, you have no idea! You can check out the print wrap, teasers, and an exclusive excerpt below. 




EXCERPT


My eyes land on January and I draw to a stop. She's got her head bent as she whispers back and forth with another girl her age, Mariah something or another. I don't remember her last name. She's with January a lot, but I never pay attention to anyone but my girl.

They're not paying attention, so I hang back and watch January for a minute. She's beautiful. Most girls go through an awkward phase, but she never did. She went from a cute little kid to a stunning young woman with hair like silk and the brightest emerald eyes I've ever seen. Her skin is golden from all the time she spends outside. She's still tiny, barely even five feet. I know she hopes she's not finished growing yet, but I kind of hope she stays like she is. She's perfect. I'm big enough to engulf her little frame. I love how she feels in my arms when she gets excited about something and hugs me.

"Yo, January," someone calls to her.

She and Mariah lift their heads at the same time as a boy I've never met starts moving toward her. He's got his backpack slung over one shoulder and a pick standing up in his hair. He's tall and lanky, maybe a year younger than I am. I don't like the way he leers at January with a cocky smirk on his face.

Mariah tugs on her sleeve and giggles as he approaches.

"Hi, Cody." January gives him a shy smile that makes my hands clench into tight fists.

"Hey, gorgeous." Cody stops in front of her and leans down, getting in her personal space. He rests an arm on the lockers above her head, which pulls his shirt up in the back, showing his boxers where his pants sag.

I grit my teeth and start in their direction, pissed he's flirting with her and she's letting him. Maybe she's too young for me, but she's also too young for him. She's only thirteen. She doesn't need to be thinking about boys or any of that bullshit.

"Some of us are going to the dance together tomorrow and then to get pizza after. You wanna come?" Cody asks her.

"Um…I'm not sure," January whispers, and I'm not sure if she's hesitating because she wants to go with him or because she doesn't want to go and is just trying to be nice.

Fuck. Does she want to go with him?

"What do you say, babe? Want to go with me?"

"January!" I bark before she can answer him.

She jerks backward, almost falling over. Her head whips in my direction and her eyes get wide. Mariah whispers something to her before darting off in the opposite direction.

I stomp toward her and Cody, annoyed that he hasn't taken the hint and moved along.

"Hi, Cade," she whispers when I step up beside her and glare at Cody.

He frowns at me and draws himself up to his full height. He's tall, but I'm already six-two. I lift weights and run track. He's not even a match for me, but he's too stupid to get the point. Guess he doesn't know who I am yet. He will soon. I'll make sure of that.

"You ready to go, baby girl?" I ask her, holding his gaze as I step closer to her and sling my arm over her shoulder, making it clear that she's off limits.

Cody's eyes narrow on me, but he doesn't say anything.

"I…yeah, I'm ready." January glances between the two of us and frowns like she's only just noticing the tension rippling through the air between us. "Bye, Cody."

"See you later, January," he mutters and then turns and storms off.

I drop my arm from around her and stomp away, still pissed off even though I don't have any right to be. She isn't mine. She's never been mine. I wish she was though.

When we were younger, it was different. I didn't understand what I felt toward her. I thought I just wanted to keep her safe, especially after that crazy guy attacked her in the park. But it's not like that now. I mean, I still want to keep her safe and take care of her. But she's also the only girl I've ever thought about kissing.

"Cade?" she says from behind me, her voice worried. "Can you slow down a little?"

Shit. She's practically running to keep up with me. I slow down immediately and give her a chance to catch up. Her bag bounces on her back as we walk. I take it from her and slide it onto my shoulder with mine like I usually do. She doesn't say anything as we weave our way out of the building and then through the parking lot to the sidewalk. I think she's mad at me.

"Do you want to go to the dance with him?" I blurt out as we turn in the direction of our block. Like it, this part of the neighborhood is run down and depressing. The sidewalks and road are cracked and pitted. Most of the houses are falling apart.

January shrugs a shoulder and tilts her head down so her long hair hides her face. "I don't know," she whispers.

"Do you like him?"

She shrugs again, stepping around a large crack in the cement at her feet. "He's the only one who asked me to go. It was nice of him."

Well…shit. She used to get picked on a lot because she's so tiny. Most people leave her alone now, but thanks to Mandy and some of the older girls, she doesn't have many friends. Mandy's a jealous bitch. She hates that I've never paid her any attention and always preferred to hang out with January, so she makes life as miserable for my girl as she can. I hate that January doesn't have many friends because of it, but I still don't want her going anywhere with Cody.

"You shouldn't go with him," I say before I can stop myself. "You're too young to be thinking about boys and dating and all that shit. You're still just a kid."

She stops walking and gapes at me. Her eyes narrow on me and her cheeks flush pink.

Crap. She's really mad at me.

Her mouth opens and then closes a few times. I expect her to yell at me like she does at Titan. They love each other like crazy, but they fight like cats and dogs sometimes too. He usually gives her whatever she wants, but every once in a while, he puts up a fight. She's like a little soldier marching bravely into battle when he gets her wound up. She stomps her feet and growls at him. It's cute as hell. I'm pretty sure he only does it because he thinks it's funny to watch, but I'd never dare tell her that.

I expect her to let me have it like she does him, but she doesn't. She stares at me for a second and then she shakes her head like she's disappointed in me and mutters something under her breath before stomping away. I'm pretty sure she just called me the most clueless boy on the planet, but I don't know what she's talking about.

I stare after her for a second, not sure what to make of her reaction, and then I have to jog to catch up with her. She may have short legs, but she moves fast when she's pissed.

"January, wait." I grab her arm when she ignores me.

She stops walking and spins to face me. Tears shimmer in her eyes, stealing my breath.

I made her cry.

I instantly feel like the biggest asshole. I hate when she cries. Seeing tears in her eyes breaks my heart every damn time.

"I'm sorry, bab–"

She leans up on her tiptoes and presses her lips to mine, silencing me.

Her lips are so soft and taste like peppermint and sugary candy. I like the way they feel on mine. I like the way her breath blows sweetly across my face too. Her little body nestles into mine. I've thought about kissing her a thousand times, but this is so much better than I thought it would be.

Something settles deep in my chest, clicking into place. This feels right…like it's supposed to happen. I'm not sure what that means, but she smells like vanilla and sugar. I want to kiss her all day long.

As soon as the thought strikes, she gasps into my mouth and then jumps backwards. Her eyes go wide in obvious distress. "I'm so sorry!" she cries, then she spins around and runs from me.



Fight for You releases on October 15, 2019.

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Friday, September 13, 2019

New Release: Renegade by Jeanne McDonald #romanticsuspense



Happy Release Day, Jeanne! RENEGADE is now live!


Editor: Amy Gamache of Rose David Editing
Cover Design: Jada D'Lee Designs
Publisher: Enchanted Publications

Genre: Contemporary Romance / Romantic Suspense


SUMMARY

A rookie cop and a chance meeting with two men. One is strait-laced and perfect. The other is a tattooed, pierced, foul-mouthed criminal. 

One is everything right and safe. A compliment to her in personality and temperament.

The other is all danger, mystery, and contradiction. Entirely wrong for her, yet so perfectly right.

When their worlds collide, Lucy Diamond will learn the true meaning of love and sacrifice as she embarks on the road of no return with bad boy, Jude Wallace, and good guy, Ian Clarke. 

Like a thief in the night, love will take her by surprise.

**Originally part of the Branded: A Bad Boy anthology. Now a full-length novel**


Add it to your Goodreads TBR today http://bit.ly/BeARenegade



About Jeanne McDonald

Jeanne McDonald enjoys writing contemporary romance filled with spice, drama, and humor. As JM Dodd, Jeanne's creativity explores the supernatural, relishes in the world of fantasy, and dabbles in contemporary fiction.

She prides herself in being a mother, a friend, a student of knowledge and of life, a coffee addict, a philosophy novice, a pop culture connoisseur, inspired by music, encouraged by words, and a believer in humanity. 

Jeanne is the founder of the author co-op, Enchanted Publications, and is an avid supporter of autism awareness, combating senior hunger, and higher education access.

When she's not spending time with her amazing son, her dog, and her cat, she can be found reading, writing, enjoying a great film, or cooking for friends. In her house, there’s always music or a podcast playing.

A proud Texan, Jeanne currently resides in the Dallas/Fort Worth area with her son, Bacon, and Espresso.

You can learn more about Jeanne and her books at www.jmdodd.us

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Thursday, September 12, 2019

Social Media Tools for Authors

As an author, you spend a lot of time on social media. Because my schedule is complete backward from everyone else (night shift life), I find that scheduling posts is a lot easier on some apps. They post while I'm sleeping, and I can interact when I'm awake. 

There are a lot of useful tools out there for scheduling and simplifying social media. Here are some of my favorites!



Buffer - Buffer allows me to schedule posts for IG, Twitter, and Facebook. I mainly use it for scheduling series posts (like my Writer Wednesday series). I can schedule up to 10 posts at a time for each platform. For the WW series, this means I can have 10 weeks of posts scheduled at a time. 

Later - Later allows me to schedule up to 30 IG posts at a time. It also keeps all of my previous uploads, and allows me to see what my feed will look like with all the posts laid out. It's a really powerful tool. Your monthly allotment of 30 resets on the 1st day of the month, but you can upgrade for a monthly fee, giving you the ability to schedule even more posts a month.

Tweetdeck - Tweetdeck is an old favorite. You can manage more than one Twitter account, schedule posts, and customize your layout so you see exactly what you want to see where you want to see it. I love this application.

Friendly.io - Because I have a personal account and an author account, having a second app on my phone makes my life easier. I don't have to sign in and sign out every single time I want to swap between profiles. Friendly is set up a lot like the FB app, making it super easy to navigate. It also allows you to receive messages in the app instead of having to download a separate application which is beyond annoying (I'm looking at you, Facebook).

Regrann - IG does not make it easy to share posts from others, but Regrann makes it super easy. Once you're set up, you don't even have to leave the IG app to reshare something using Regrann. It works the magic for you. I love how easy it is.



Wednesday, September 11, 2019

Where do you write?

Happy Writer Wednesday!


Do you have a designated writing space in your home? If not, you should!

Creating a writing space can help minimize distractions, and keep you focused and on track. It doesn't have to be fancy, nor does it have to require thousands of dollars in renovations and makeovers. Find a quiet place and make it comfortable (but not too comfortable). When you need to focus, escape to your space and get busy!

I have my own home office that's my writing space. We opted to create it in a spare room upstairs so it's away from the dogs (who are loud as heck) and the cats (who are noisy). It's filled with my bookshelves, photos, and things that are important to me, and is decorated in my favorite color (purple). I have a gaming chair (that's quite comfortable!) and keep a warm throw handy since I keep my air set on Arctic year 'round.

I also have a fancy new swivel La-Z-Boy that I can curl up in to read or write when I don't feel like being stuck behind the desk. When I need to write, I escape to my office and get busy. Having that designated space has been a HUGE help in keeping me on track, especially when I've had so many books releasing this year! 


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