Finalists in the Golden Quill Award Contest.
Sunday, July 23, 2017
Exciting Day for #OurAuthorGang
Finalists in the Golden Quill Award Contest.
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Guest Author Bobby Nash #OurAuthorGang
Bobby is an award-winning author of novels, comic books, short stories, novellas, graphic novels, and the occasional screenplay for a number of publishers and production companies. Bobby was named Best Author in the 2013 Pulp Ark Awards. Rick Ruby, a character co-created by Bobby and author Sean Taylor also snagged a Pulp Ark Award for Best New Pulp Character of 2013. Bobby has also been nominated for the 2014 New Pulp Awards and Pulp Factory Awards for his work. Bobby's novel, Alexandra Holzer's Ghost Gal: The Wild Hunt won a Paranormal Literary Award in the 2015 Paranormal Awards. The Bobby Nash penned episode of Starship Farragut "Conspiracy of Innocence" won the Silver Award in the 2015 DC Film Festival. Bobby is a member of the International Association of Media Tie-in Writers and International Thriller Writers.
For more information on Bobby Nash and his work, please visit him at www.bobbynash.com. Learn more about SNOW at http://ben-books.blogspot.com/p/snow.html
What inspired you to start writing?
I fell in love with adventure stories as a child and wanted to experience my own adventures. I started crafting story ideas and eventually started writing them down. As I got older, I started to take it more seriously and kept on writing. Eventually, I found a publisher, then another, and so on. Now, writing is my career and I love it. I’m still not where I want to be, and there’s still some literary mountains to climb, but I’m loving the journey and still seeking adventure.
What genre do you write?
I have written many genres, but I tend to gravitate toward crime fiction. The beauty of writing crime fiction is that is easily mixes with other genres, which is a whole lot of fun for me.
Abraham Snow's career ended with a single shot, but now he’s back behind the wheel and looking for a saboteur.
The Chambers Racing team hires Snow Security Consulting to get to keep their people and equipment safe and to get to the bottom of whoever is trying to put them out of business and why.
Archer Snow volunteers Abraham Snow and Big John Salmon as part of the pit crew. Can they keep the team's young hothead out of trouble long enough to stop the saboteur before the next race?
Meanwhile, an old enemy sets her sights on Snow when a bounty is placed on his head.
SNOW DRIVE is the third book in the continuing adventures of Abraham Snow.
https://ben-books.blogspot.com/p/snow.html
EXCERPT:
Abraham Snow was excited.
He hadn’t been to the racetrack in years. The last time he had visited the Atlanta Motor Speedway, his dad had surprised him, Douglas, and Samantha with tickets. He had agreed to take the kids to the races to give their mom a much-needed day off.
Or so they had been told at the time. Snow would later learn that his mother had stopped taking her medication and was having issues dealing with things. When this happened, Snow’s grandfather, Archer would step in to help. Like everyone else, Laura Snow loved the old man and listened to his soothing words. It was the exact opposite reaction she had to her husband, Dominic.
Snow and his dad rarely saw eye to eye, even when Snow was a kid. He couldn’t put his finger on the reason their relationship was strained, but it had been as long as he could remember. No matter who was at fault, and Snow admitted that there was enough blame to go around, there was one thing that he and his dad had in common.
They both loved the races.
Since he had returned to Georgia after retiring from his previous profession, Abraham and Dominic Snow had given one another a wide berth. They were civil when they saw one another, but there was definitely a chill in the air. Not surprising as things had been chilly between them for a couple of decades.
When Archer Snow, who was not only Abraham’s grandfather and Dominic’s father, but also the owner of Snow Security Consulting, ergo, their boss, asked them both to accompany him to the Atlanta Motor Speedway to meet with one of their clients, they both agreed to be on their best behavior.
Saturday, July 22, 2017
Guest Author KJ Waters #OurAuthorGang
Wednesday, July 19, 2017
Tips to Promote Your Book #OurAuthorGang
You’ve just published a book. Congratulations! You’ve done something that many have tried and few have succeeded. Give yourself a pat on the back… then put on your thinking cap. It’s time for the next step: promoting your book.
Book promotion is something most authors dread. I get that and I’m here to help. Being an author myself, I know how overwhelming it is to sell and market your book. In today’s publishing market, both traditional and indie authors are expected to promote and be active on social media.
As my first post on A Small Gang of Authors I thought I’d share some book promotion tips with you today. Who am I? My name is Mrs. N and I’m one-half of the pen name N. N. Light (my husband is the other half). I am a social media marketer by trade and I have the social media reach of over forty-five million. I’ve been in the book industry for over twenty-six years and I specialize in matching books to readers. In addition, I’m the author of four books (with more on the way) and I firmly believe in authors helping authors succeed.
Below are my three tried-and-true tips to promoting your book(s) without alienating readers. The key to effective book promotion is to balance your selling of your wares with connecting with your followers/readers.
Tip #1:
Be a real live person. In the digital age, robots and automation are everywhere. Don’t be a talking billboard on social media. Don’t scream at the top of your lungs, “BUY MY BOOK! BUY MY BOOK! BUY MY BOOK!” Instead, connect with your followers and take an actual interest in their lives. Say hello and talk about things that interest you.
When I first joined Twitter, I had no followers. I started following people who shared similar interests. I soon had a following and made connections. I built a trust with my followers and laid a foundation that’s more valuable than money. Sure, it was a slow process but these same followers are still with me today.
Love to bake, shop, hunt, travel or another hobby? Talk about it online. Intersperse news about your writing and books with what you like to do in your free time. Your following will soon grow and readers will connect with you, the person.
Tip #2:
Pick three social media outlets and be consistent. Every day, a new social media outlet pops up. It’s hard to keep up. I mean, who has time to tweet, pin, facebook, tsu, post pics on Instagram, etc? I surely don’t. Readers want consistency so here’s my advice: pick three social media outlets that work for you. For me, it’s my blog, Twitter and Pinterest. I post to my blog every day (Monday through Friday), tweet 24/7 and add pins to my Pinterest boards at least once a week.
My followers know that if they want to connect with me, the first place they do it is Twitter. It’s my go-to platform and I’m always on there. I’m a social butterfly and I love how Twitter is like a global social club. I meet people from all over the world, get news I can’t get elsewhere and connect with people I’m interested in. I can share my thoughts on a topic without having to explain myself. If I have news to share (whether personal or professionally), it goes out to my followers and even strangers (when I use the right hashtags).
My blog is my secret weapon. Secret weapon? Yes! Every day, I create new content online and Google grabs it, sorts it and ranks it. Through SEO (Search Engine Optimization), I’m able to help Google get my writing into the hands of readers. Since I started blogging, my followers have sky-rocketed.
Authors underestimate how powerful a tool a blog can be. Not only can you have one place where you can promote your book(s), the more you write, the higher your blog gets ranked by Google. Think about it for a second. Every time you post something on your blog, your writing goes out into the world. If you post twice a week for a whole year, that’s 104 sales pitches for you as a writer and author.
Sales pitches?
Yes, sales pitches. Each time you write a blog post, it’s a sales pitch for someone to read, secretly disguised as an inspirational thought, writing tip, recipe, book review, vacation memories, holiday remembrance, etc. Someone who’s never heard of you will run across your blog post and read your writing.
What happens next will be up to your writing. If your writing inspires/moves the reader, they’ll comment, follow your blog or even check out your book(s).
The best thing about using your blog to showcase your writing is that it’s absolutely free. It doesn’t cost you a thing and the results will astound you.
Remember one important thing about social media: be consistent. No matter what social media platform you use, be consistent. You don’t have to post every day like me. Find what works for you and do it. If it’s only once a week or once every two weeks, that’s fine. Just let your followers know what the schedule is so they’re in the loop. If they think you’ve abandoned them, they’ll leave and won’t come back.
Tip #3:
Use graphics in your promotion. Studies show that 76% more readers will click-through to check out your book(s) if a graphic/photo accompanies your blog posts/tweet/update. Readers are visual creatures and one way to pique their interest is to create a quote graphic.
Find a compelling quote that will draw readers in. Create a graphic using one of the many software applications available (Photoshop, Adobe, Canva, etc) and save it to your computer/device. I have a folder with all the graphics I’ve used for my books so it’s easy to post to Twitter/Pinterest/Blog.
I can’t stress this enough, use graphics in Twitter and on your blog. Trust me, you’ll get more readers intrigued with a visual aid than by saying you have a book for sale.
Readers will be more likely to buy your book(s) if you have established a connection and they trust you. I’ve built trust as an authentic author/blogger/reviewer and readers trust me when I tell them something is great.
I hope these tips have helped you to see that book promotion is not only essential but fun, too. You’ve done the hard stuff, writing and publishing the book. Promotion is sharing your writing with the world while building your brand.
Sharing Time: What do you struggle with the most when it comes to book promotion? I’d love to hear from you. I’m happy to answer any and all questions, too. If you prefer, you can email me.
Author Bio: N.N. Light is the best-selling husband-wife writing team, commonly known as Mr. N and Mrs. N. Mrs. N. has been creating stories ever since she was little. Her grandfather remembers when she was two years old, she would stand at the top of the stairs and tell him a story filled with emotion (and in a language foreign to him) with her hands on her hips. Let’s just say she was a born storyteller.
They’re blissfully happy and love all things chocolate, books, music, movies, art, sports, trains, history, cooking and baking. Their mantra is to spread the Light.
Most of the time you can find them on Twitter or getting new ideas on how to spread the Light on Pinterest. They’re a proud member of ASMSG and Independent Author Network.
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In addition to being authors, they’re also book promoters/reviewers, social media marketers/influencers and the owners of N. N. Light Author Promotions. They both love books, have ever since they were young. Matching up books and readers is something that gives them great pleasure.
They’d love to connect with you either via email or via these various social media sites:
Website: http://princessofthelight.com
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Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/nnlight
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Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/n-n-light
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Google+: https://plus.google.com/u/0/118060034268079734144/posts
Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/author/nnlight
Independent Author Network: http://www.independentauthornetwork.com/n-n-light.html
Tuesday, July 18, 2017
My Hometown, Sarospatak #OurAuthorGang
Chapter 1
“Archaeology is the peeping Tom of the sciences. It is the
sandbox of men who care not where they are going; they merely want to know
where everyone else has been.” ~ Jim Bishop
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Megyer Mountain, Hungary
The archaeological site near an abandoned stone mill quarry in
the mountains on the Northeast side of Hungary had been buzzing with activity
for days. Archaeologists found 16th-century artifacts the year before, but when
they restarted the site in the spring and dug deeper, they’d unearthed an
ancient burial site in the eight-foot-deep layer. As the initial assessment
estimated, this layer had been untouched since the 5th century.
The large space near the top of the mountain had been
cleared from vegetation and two more pits started in the spring. The excited
murmurs of the group of four archeology students working at the bottom of the
largest, nine feet deep hole, sounded muffled by the mound of dirt piled neatly
around the mouth of the pits.
The smaller hole was occupied by two students kneeling in
the dirt, brushes, and fine chisels in their hands. They carefully scraped away
the dirt layer by layer. Next to them laid out on a weathered tarp were
weapons, jewelry, and everyday items from around the beginning of the 5th
century.
Jayden, a young American archeologist worked in the third
pit, alone. Although Helen, the lead archeologist, wanted everyone to
concentrate on the two new holes they’d found the artifacts in, Jayden
convinced her to let him try the abandoned pit again.
Helen, a plump, middle-aged woman in white cotton overall,
stood by a table carefully labeling and documenting the artifacts. She pulled a
handkerchief from her pocket and wiped the sweat from her forehead. A strand of
salt and pepper hair hung loosely tickling her nose, so she took off her
hairband and pulled her hair into a tight bun.
Next to a large tent that housed the boxed artifacts ready
to be transported to the museum, sat two men in foldup chairs wearing security
guard uniforms. Bored out of their minds, they played cards keeping an eye on
Helen. Standing with her back toward them, as soon as she moved, the guards hid
the cards. If they’d be caught by the stern woman, they would say goodbye to
their well-paying, cushy jobs.
The group had been working since dawn, knowing that it would
be too hot to work after midday when they would be forced to take a break until
around mid-afternoon.
The sound of the soft murmurs of the students and the
relaxing chatter of animals coming from the bushes and trees had been broken by
a lanky young student in a dusty overall. He ascended the stepladder from the
largest hole and yelled out to the lead archeologist, his voice roaring,
“Helen, you have to see this!”
Helen froze for a second, and then dropping her notepad and pen,
she started running toward the pit. When she was near the mouth of the deep
hole, her chest tightening by the sudden excitement and anticipation, asked,
“What did you find?”
“Come down and see!” The student’s head disappeared as he
hurried down the stepladder giving space for Helen to descend.
“Darn!” Helen exclaimed when her shaky leg missed the last
step, but the young man broke her fall and steadied her on her feet. “Thanks,”
she mumbled.
“Look!” One of the female students pointed at the horse's
skull and shoulder poking halfway out of the soil. “Look at that beautiful
headgear!” She looked up at Helen, beaming with joy.
“It’s magnificent!” Helen whispered. “The finest
craftsmanship I’ve ever seen.” Crouching by the skull, she carefully ran her
fingers through the dry, hardened leather. “The usage of gold and alloy of
copper and zinc proves that this warrior had a funeral fit for a noble leader.”
She quickly stood up as a realization hit her, and with a sweeping move of her
arm, she barked out an order. “Everyone back away! There might be a human
skeleton here as well. This is either the grave of a warrior’s favorite horse or
a clan’s revered medicine woman who had been buried here with her horse. We
must start clearing the dirt in a circle, from outward to inward.”
The four students complied and slowly moved away from the
skeleton. They stood in a circle, their backs touching the wall of the pit.
“How do you know?” one of them asked.
Helen stared at her confused students for a few seconds and
then lowered her eyes back to the skull and began explaining, “According to Hun
funerary customs of the 5th century, a male warrior had to be buried with his
horse in an upright position, and the warrior sitting on his horse, upright.
But because this horse was laid to rest on its side, it means that either
buried alone or with a female medicine woman, who was also a warrior, sitting
on its back, also laid on her side.” She stood by the horse skull calculating
where the human skeleton should be, and grabbing a digging stick, she started
scratching a wide circle into the packed dirt around the skeleton. “Okay, we’ll
start removing the earth toward the middle of the circle, but very carefully!”
she warned the students. “Let’s get to work!”
The group kneeled around the circle and carefully started
the tedious work of scraping and brushing the packed dirt inch by inch and collecting
the soil into small baskets. One of the students emptied the baskets into a
large one with leather straps. He put the basket on his back and started
climbing up on the stepladder. While pouring the dirt on top of the growing
mound near the mouth of the pit, he waved and smiled at the guards.
Peter, the gangly, middle-aged guard waved back and stood
up, shaking the numbness from his legs. “They must’ve found something,” he said
to his stocky partner. “I’m gonna check it out. Helen seemed to be very excited
when the student called her.”
“You go check it out, I’ll stay here to watch the tent,”
Rowan said and pocketed the deck of cards.
Peter walked to the
largest pit and craning his neck, he peeked while planting his feet firmly on
the ground. Some old bones. He thought. Good! I hope they’ll keep
finding stuff for a long time to keep my job secure. Not interested in
looking at bones, he straightened up with a grunt and started walking around
the clearing. He peeked into the other pits and initiated small talk with the
students. They weren’t interested in talking, so Peter continued his round.
On his way back to the tent, anger rose in his chest when he
spotted his partner still sitting on the chair, but his head tilted to the
side. “That fool fell asleep!” He mumbled and hurried over. Rowan was softly
snoring. “Hey, wake up, man!” Peter said, keeping his voice down, he punched
his partner’s shoulder.
“Uh, what? Nah! I ain’t sleeping. Just restin’ me eyes,” the
balding man grunted with a heavy Irish accent, which he still couldn’t lose
after twenty years of living in Hungary. He sat up straight and wiped spittle
from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
Peter scolded him in a hushed voice, “If they catch you
snoozing, you can say goodbye to this easy job.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Rowan mumbled. “They’re in the holes busy
brushing dirt off of old stuff. And who would come up to this place to steal
anything, anyway?” He stretched his hands over his head and let out a loud yawn
before reclining once more on the fold-up chair with obvious intent to resume
his slumber.
“Just keep your eyes open! I’m gonna drive down to the
coffee shop to pick up the breakfast.”
“Okay, hurry up. I’m starving.”
Peter walked down the path between the thick bushes to the
clearing where the archeology team parked their cars. Despite his promise, his
porky partner’s chin dropped to his chest as soon as he was out of sight. I’ll
just close me eyes for a moment, he thought. His breathing slowed as he
fell asleep.
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1 year ago - Shared publiclySarospatak will always be my hometown no matter where I choose to live. by Erika M Szabo http://www.authorerikamszabo.com I grew up in this lovely historical town, Sárospatak, in northern Hungary of the Bodrog river valley. The area has been inhabited since...
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1 year ago - Shared publiclyWe've discussed my own Central European roots (Poland), which factored heavily into my thrusting the samurai-Viking hero Gonji right into the Carpathian Mts., east of Buda and Pest, in my series' opening trilogy. All the research I pored over made me quite fond of the history and culture of this Vlad the Impaler territory. And all those wonderful native names transported me right back to my fictional dealings in the environs. You teleported my imagination to a place that I've always found haunting (right down to the wooden-spoon-spanking threats---did EVERY ethnic granny not hold a wooden spoon in reserve as a hedge against kids' misbehavior?!).
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And Vlad is ALWAYS "Dracula" in popular mass conception. At one point in the Deathwind Trilogy, during a military planning meeting of the Vedunian rebels under Gonji, I have old wagoner Ignace Obradek break into senile exultation over how great it might be to have one-time protector Vlad the Impaler's help in freeing the territory from the invading sorcerous army.
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1 year ago - Shared publiclyToday on A Small Group of Authors, Erika M Szabo talks about growing up in the Hungarian town of Sarospatak, shows us some wonderful pictures illustrating the culture and history of the town, and provides us with a wonderful excerpt from her novel, "Cursed Bloodline."
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