A Touch of Real Class

As you know, the owners of Triskelion Publishing decided to close their doors without any warning. But many author books had already been sent out for review, including my ALTERED DESTINY, ( Due to the large numbers of ARC's they receive, many review sites are just getting around to reviewing a lot of books released back in March.)

I just received one such review for ALTERED DESTINY from the Fallen Angel Review site -- a very lovely review. I've posted a snippet on my Myspace site here with their permission. Of course, it won't do the reader much good to see it now since the book is no longer currently available but they offered to hold it until such time as I find another publisher for the book.

Many other review sites are doing the very same thing. And I've heard that many sites are keeping the reviews they've already done (either displayed or held in readiness for the time the book is re-released). Mind you, this isn't just for my books HEARTSTONE or ALTERED DESTINY but for all the Triskelion authors.

And I, as well as many of the Triskelion authors, have had offers to look at our books as soon as the rights are returned to us.

All I can say is I'm humbled. What a tremendous show of support for those of us in this very bad situation. These review sites and publishers deserve the finest of kudos for their generosity. None of us will forget this I'm sure.



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Freaky Friday Pondering

I just read a blog that warns us to be careful what we put on our blogs, ie comments about editors or agents. Some, if not many, agents or editors do a website or blog search of potential clients/authors. And while having a slightly unprofessional site may not knock you out of the running for a sale, it won't help make that sale.

Sounds like common sense, huh?

Yet, according to that blog, many authors actually diss editors or agents for a variety of reasons. I can sure understand that. A gal can get mighty peeved when she gets yet another rejection. But a smart gal won't forget that these blogs aren't personal diaries that only she has the key to open.

Nope. They're public. Very public. Anyone can read them at any time. And a post that isn't even meant to be dissing can come across that way. So be careful out there. It's not just your Mom who could be reading your 'private' thoughts :D

Publisher Closing

You may have noticed that I've changed my icon. That's because my publisher, Triskelion Publishing, announced on June 20 their plans to file bankruptcy. According to my contract, if the company goes bankrupt my rights to my novels are immediately returned. However, I've since discovered that under Chapter 7, that isn't necessarily so.

It appears that Triskelion has frozen my rights to my work (and the work of the other authors there) and that the Bankruptcy court alone can determine what will happen to them.

Regardless, I have asked for my rights back and will continue to do so.

In the meanwhile, I ask that you DO NOT purchase any books from the Triskelion Bookstore. The authors will not see any royalties and the publisher will simply use the money to allay any other expenses.

But don't worry about me. I will be back :D and so will my books.

In Tribute to Libraries

Ever since I was a little kid, libraries have held a deep fascination, a mystique if you will, with all their books. My elementary school didn’t have an onsite library as schools do nowadays. But we had Bookmobiles.

If you’re not familiar with the term, a Bookmobile was a large, van or bus-like vehicle that was filled with shelves and shelves of books. It went to each neighborhood on certain days of the week and I greeted its arrival the way some kids look forward to the ice cream truck.


Books were always my choice of treat (though I’ve been known to snarf down a chocolate ice cream custard too – I’m no saint after all!) I remember the first books I got from the Bookmobile...Jack London's Call of the Wild and Jack O'Brien's Silver Chief which reigns as my all time favorite wolf-dog story. Then The Black Stallion cantered into my reading and I so wanted a sleek, black, spirited and loyal horse of my own.


When I entered middle school, I counted myself as hugely lucky to find that it boasted a library (two classrooms combined but, hey, it was a library!) I still remember the slightly musty smell of all those books, the sacred hush (enforced by a stern librarian) and the hefty weight as I took new ones each week to read for pleasure and, incidentally, for school work.

When my daughter was three, our local library began a weekly pre-school type program where the librarian (no longer a frighteningly stern figure) would sit down with the toddlers and read them a story while the children got to act out the parts with hand puppets (and they were allowed to take the puppets home each week). I think that early start got her on the road to a love affair with the written word and libraries too. I’m sure it helped her read at a very precocious level throughout her school years (for example, in 6th grade, her reading scores were at college level).

Today’s libraries are often referred to as media centers in our school district. They do much more than just offer books for pleasure or study but, in spite of the advancement, when I think ‘Library’, I still conjure up an image of that old Bookmobile, the simple two-class-room sized school library and the dry, musty smell of paper. I still hear that holy silence broken only by the occasional page turning or of a book being slid back into its proper place on the shelf.

And I count myself lucky to have read all the wonderful tales that filled my early years with dreams and a deep love of the written word.