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Special Guest – Annette McCleave on ‘Single Authorhood’

Wednesday, May 12th, 2010

MamaWriters are excited to have my friend and paranormal romance author Annette McCleave with us today!  Her second book, BOUND BY DARKNESS, has just released, and is garnering wonderful reviews. such as her 4 1/2 star Romantic Times review, which said, “An emotional read…full of suspense and danger…”

Please help us welcome Annette McCleave!

Single Authorhood

Being an author who is a single parent is both a blessing and a challenge. On one hand, working from home and having a flexible schedule means I can attend almost every band performance and school play.

On the other, it means when deadline time rolls around, my daughter is on her own for long stretches of time. Fortunately, my daughter is a young teen now and she can entertain herself. She’s also perfectly happy to eat take-out when mom doesn’t have time to cook.

Being a teen is hard. Between the raging hormones and the social issues, weathering the high school years can be tough. Finding your place in the world is overwhelming. But my decision to become an author has opened the door for a discussion with my teen that I wish my own parents had shared with me—the importance of holding on to your dreams.

I don’t know about you, but my parents lectured me repeatedly about getting a good job, being financially stable and setting goals that were achievable. Dreams never entered into the mix. But dreams sustain us—they are the underpinnings of hope.

My daughter has seen me give up a corporate career in favour of a less stable, lower-paying job, and she knows that chasing your dreams has a price. The flip side of that is she knows a well-paying job and a nice house don’t necessarily equate happiness. She’s also seen me work hard, persist, and eventually triumph. Dreams really can come true.

Because it’s just the two of us, she’s shared every part of the journey and the excitement.  Every time I release a new book, as I did last week, she’s right there with me, beaming at the cover on the shelf. She even invited me to speak to her class about being an author. Truth is, if the only lesson she learns from me is to never give up on her dreams, I’ll be one very happy single parent.

It’ll make up for all the guilt. :- )

My daughter’s favourite moms-on-deadline meal is Chinese food. Do you have a favorite emergency dinner in your family? What is it?
If you’re interested in learning more about the book I released last week, Bound by Darkness, stop by my website. I’m running a release contest until the end of May, so be sure to check out the details.

Special Guest, Libby Malin:  Mothering a Writer

Wednesday, April 28th, 2010

Welcome special guest, Libby Malin to Mama Writers!  Today Libby has taken a different approach, she’s going to be talking about mothering a writer (and I have to say one day I hope to be the mother of a writer myself!).  Enjoy the post!  Her advice is phenomenal!

Take it away Libby!

Like all mothers, I’m immensely proud of my children. Each of them has individual personalities and terrific senses of humor. My middle child is a good raconteur, but flying airplanes is his passion. He’s in training to be an Air Force pilot.

The other two are writers. My oldest, Joseph, is now a writer for the Wall Street Journal. And my daughter, Hannah Sternberg (remember that name!), has a young adult novel coming out in the fall, published by the small press that first published me. Can you tell I’m beaming?
Because she, too, writes fiction, I’ll spend some time singing her praises and talking about what it’s like to raise another fiction writer, offering some advice to mothers who might recognize this talent in their own children.

Like many young girls, Hannah loved to write and filled pages of notebooks with her writing. For several years, she became an avid writer and reader of fan fiction—stories based on characters created by other writers. Fan fiction writing allowed her to be creative while at the same time it imposed a certain amount of discipline on her. She learned to let her imagination soar while adhering to certain parameters—some of them self-imposed—dictated by already-defined characters.

As her mother, I was impressed with her writing—her sophisticated use of language, her story construction, her imagery. But hey—I was her mom. I knew my judgment was biased no matter how hard I tried to be objective.

So I encouraged her to submit her writing to publications that used young people’s material. I encouraged her to join or start a literary club at her school. She did both. She sent several stories off to children’s publications I helped her identify using a reference book, and I consoled her when she received rejections—encouraging ones!—or simply no answers at all. I knew that road well and could assure her it was nothing personal. Eventually, she had several pieces picked up for publication, and she received honorable mention in a national playwriting contest, the prize for which included a trip to Washington, DC.

She also became an editor of her middle school’s literary journal. This experience probably helped her as much if not more than writing her own material. She got to see her peers’ writing and analyze for herself why something worked or why it didn’t. She learned what most critique partners quickly absorb—that sometimes helping another writer with her manuscript can teach you more about writing than having someone help you with yours.

When she went off to college, she majored in Film Studies but minored in Writing Seminars. She continued to write stories and occasionally had articles published in the student newspaper. One summer, she interned with a national political magazine, writing a story on education for the publication’s website.

During this time, she started thinking of writing a novel. One of her all-time favorite books is E.M. Forster’s A Room with a View. She decided to take that story and put her own spin on it, using Barcelona, Spain as the setting—she’d visited Barcelona during a year of study in London. I was very flattered when she let me read it—and even offer editing suggestions. She rewrote and revised and the result is a beautiful young adult novel about a journey toward love and self-acceptance.  Called The Queens of All the Earth (from an e e cummings poem), it will be released by Bancroft Press this fall or winter.

She is the writer I will probably never be—to me, her writing is “transcendent,” writing that transports and uplifts the reader. Even at a young age, she’s developed a keen sense of observation (a writer’s handiest tool) that allows her to describe scenes and emotions that readers will nod their heads to, thinking, “yes, I know exactly what she means.”

During her writer’s journey, I’ve tried to provide both writing and publishing business advice. I’ve pointed her to websites with agent and publisher information. I helped her devise appropriate queries. I told her what to look for in an agent contract if one is offered, what questions to ask an agent, how to research who’s representing what and who’s publishing what.  As to the writing itself, I suggested being careful to write openings that snag an agent or editor’s attention before sliding into the graceful voyage her stories take readers on.

All of these topics were missing from her undergraduate writing seminars classes, which focused instead on literary fiction alone.

If you are a writer and have a budding writer in your family, my suggestions are below. Note that when I use the word “encourage” I mean to suggest, to help, to provide assistance, not to “push.” Take your cues from your child’s level of interest.

  • Discuss books and writing with your child. Help your child develop an analytical mind when it comes to reading.
  • Become your child’s wrting mentor. Be constructive with criticism and fulsome but not embarrassing with praise (a kid knows when you’ve got your Proud Mom hat on, and, to them, it might look more like Obnoxious Mom!).
  • Encourage your child to become involved in writing activities at school—literary clubs in particular.
  • Encourage your child to share his or her writing through school publications, contests and even publications for children’s writing. This is to help your child learn if writing is for her. If you have a serious writer on your hands, he or she will learn persistence from sharing writing with objective audiences who might not always share mom’s opinion of the work.
  • Even if your child becomes a writing major in college, continue to share information on the publishing industry. Many college writing programs focus primarily on literary fiction, ignoring even “upmarket” commercial fiction. Not many colleges provide budding writers with information on how to submit manuscripts to agents and publishers.

 

As I was writing this blog post, I emailed my daughter to ask her what she found helpful about my mentoring of her as a writer. Her response moved me, and I hope you don’t mind if I share it almost in its entirety:

“The things that you taught me I didn’t get anywhere else: discipline, which tends not to be taught in creative writing programs, because all the emphasis is on expression, but not on actually getting anything done; resilience, the ability to stand behind my own writing and separate out useful criticism from stupid criticism, and to do the same with my own self-critiques, so I’m never counter-productively self-critical or cocky and over-confident; and standards – you always provided the most honest and incisive critiques of my work, even despite being my mom – you didn’t just lather on the praise, even though you praised me where I deserved it, but you weren’t a stage mom either, relentlessly pushing me toward something that you wanted more than me.  I think that’s the most valuable thing you gave me: an opinion I can respect.  That made your encouragement more encouraging, and made it possible for me to take your suggestions even though they came from my mother, which is particularly painful sometimes ;)

I hope these tips help other mothers of burgeoning writers. For a look at my daughter’s creative world, you can visit her blog – www.hannahsternberg.blogspot.com

Oh, and as for me, I have a book out this month! Called My Own Personal Soap Opera, it tells the tale of a soap opera head writer who has to deal with one crisis after another—failing ratings, a leading man with a broken leg, staff members who all want to be doing something else, a jewel thief imitating a real thief on the show, and two men after her own heart. Booklist has called it “a world of wit and chaos . . . smart and insightfully written.”  You can learn more about me and my books at www.LibbysBooks.com

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Special Guest Christie Kelley on The Love of Writing

Wednesday, April 21st, 2010

MamaWriters is happy to welcome Christie Kelley to our blog today.   Christie Kelley was born and raised in upstate New York. As a child, she always had a vivid imagination and the bad dreams that go along with it, or perhaps the dreams were caused by the five brothers and three sisters she lived with. After seventeen years working for financial institutions in software development, she took a leap of faith and started her first book. Seven years later, her first book EVERY NIGHT I’M YOURS was bought by Zebra books.  She now lives in Maryland with her husband and two future romance heroes.  Learn more about Christie at her website: http://www.christiekelley.com/.

Be sure to leave a comment for Christie — she’s giving a book away today!

Since this Mama (me, not Christie) is already late getting this post up, without further ado…here’s Christie on The Love of Writing:

CHRISTIE KELLEY

First, thanks to the Mama Writers for having me here today! I love your blog and the support you all give to women writers.

I love my job.

How many people can say that? My husband can’t. Although, in addition to his day job, he teaches drums and guitar to kids in the evening and I know he loves that (most of the time). But honestly, how many people do you know who can say they honestly love their job.

Is it a perfect job? Heck no! It is extremely difficult to send your baby out only to have people knock it down and criticize everything about it.

Is it stress-free? Not a chance. I think there is more stress in maintaining a writing career than most other jobs I’ve held. Rejection is always right around the corner.

So what makes this such a great job?

Writing gives me a creative outlet that I never had in my job in technology. There is only so much creativity you can put into software development. Writing gives me the opportunity to research fascinating facts like how long a woman spent in medical school in 1880 (only about 18 months, believe it or not). It also makes your mind think in strange ways. How do I have my heroine find a hidden diary? Well, if she and my hero are making love on a small desk with a hidden compartment and the desk suddenly starts to break… I think you get my idea here.

But even more important to me is that writing has given me an opportunity to teach an important lesson to my kids. Don’t be afraid to go after your goals in life. Both my boys have watched me go from struggling unpublished author to having three books out and two more coming. They been there when I was sure I would never get published, but I didn’t give up. I don’t think there is a better lesson you can give a child.

I constantly talk with them about how important it is have a goal and go after it. My oldest son thinks he may now want to minor in English and write on the side. Having heard his story ideas, I can tell you there is definitely a fantasy writer in there somewhere.

It’s an awesome feeling to know your job may have influenced your kids in such a way. But I also have to say this same lesson is true for the unpubbed writers out there. Never give up!

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Special Guest Author, Linda Wisdom:  When Your Kids Have Fur, Feathers, and Shells

Saturday, April 10th, 2010

Today we have a special treat, guest author, Linda Wisdom, author of the very popular, Hex series!  She’s here talking about her very special children.  Thank you for visiting us, and reminding us all that our pets are children too!

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First of all, a mega thank you for MamaWritersBlog for having me and allowing me to talk about my kids.

“Are you awake, Mom? Mom, you awake? Mom, wakey wakey. Mom.”

Yep, just a typical morning in the Wisdom household as my son does his wake up thing. Except when I open my eyes I see a little white furry face with black button eyes while a cold nose nudges my cheek.

No, my son doesn’t need a shave. Barney’s a three-year-old white mini-Schnauzer whose idea of waking me up is sniffing my face and nuzzling me until I’m alert enough to climb out of my nice comfy bed and take him downstairs so he can go outside.

And while he’s outside, I’m hearing “Awake here!” That means my other son, Syd, our twenty-eight-year-old Amazon Panama nape parrot, wants to be uncovered.

If I could just teach one of them to fetch coffee, because I can’t get it until they have their ‘me’ time.

Some people don’t believe in treating your critters like humans wearing fur, feathers, or even shells or scales. You’ll even hear the dreaded “but he’s a dog.” Yes, he is, but you’d be amazed how much those little guys understand.

And all our guys have minds of their own.

Barney came to our household last summer when he was lost in the neighborhood. It took three weeks to find his owner, I was heartbroken to return him, but two days later the owner called me and asked if I wanted him. You’d think he’d always been with us. When people hear me talk to him, they think I’m talking to a human. He’s smart enough to know what I’m saying and he’s very vocal. And many times he’s happy stretched out in my chair with me when I’m writing. Friends told me Barney was sent to me since my beloved Chihuahua/Yorkie, Bogie, was going on eighteen and showing declining health. Bogie went to Rainbow Bridge in January and Barney did offer a lot of comfort then. And he still does. Although he’s only twelve pounds, that little guy does a great job of hogging the bed and it’s “no, you move” when I want more room. He seems to think my side of the bed is also his even if he has his own blankie on the bed. :}

Syd has a habit of coming upstairs if he feels neglected. Nothing like hearing a “hi!” and seeing him walk into my office, ready for his share of attention and his playpen.

Luckily, Barney’s smart enough to stay out of beak and claw range. Syd’s been featured in a past book and I know he’ll show up again.

They’re not my only kids. There’s also Florence, a twenty-four year old tortoise we’ve had since she was a baby that our avian vet gave us. We’re talking tortoise with attitude. She believes the house is hers. She wants wall-to-wall carpeting, A/C and central heat. During the summer she has her Dogloo and hibernates in the guest bathroom during the winter. Definitely a conversation piece for visitors especially since she snores when she’s hibernating. Florence may use her senses, but if I call her she will come since she follows the sound of my voice. And she loves nothing more than having the top of her head rubbed. She’s also appeared in one of my books.

They’re not my pets. They’re my babies, my muse at times, and I love them all. That’s why they show up in my books.

My kids won’t be honor students, but that’s okay. They’re tops with me. 

Even if Barney does his “Mom, are you awake?” at 5am, because he’s decided he’s got to go outside.

What about you? Do you have furry, feathery, scaly, or shell kids?

Linda

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Linda is a born and bred Californian who’s written from the first day she could hold a crayon.

After she sold her first two books to then brand spanking new Silhouette Books she continued on, also writing for Dell Candlelight Ecstasy, Harlequin Books, Bantam Loveswept, and a romantic suspense for Kensington.

Her office shows the magick she likes to instill in her books with her collection of dragon and faery figurines, Pocket Dragons and Halloween Barbies.

Her Hex series, along with some of her backlist books, have been optioned for TV and movies.

She lives in Southern California with her husband, two dogs, a parrot, and tortoise that all create their own form of magick.

 Visit Linda at www.lindawisdom.com

 

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The Light at the End of the Tunnel – Welcome Silver James

Friday, April 9th, 2010

A special treat to MamaWriters today – Silver James – who many of us know and love. Please, read and comment, as Silver is offering a lucky winner with a free book! Thanks, and take it away, Silver!

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There is one, you know, for all of you with little ones clamoring around the house. There comes a time when there are no more grubby little hands mauling just-printed pages meant for submissions. There is life after nap times and play dates. Writing time is more plentiful once sporting events, driving lessons, and shopping for prom dresses are no more. I know this because my “little one” isn’t any more. She’s a young woman, pursuing her dreams of an advanced degree in Museum Studies. She’s also planning her wedding for next year. Will it be romantic? Of course! But not because I’m planning it. I’m just the checkbook. <wink> Just because I write romances and guarantee my characters their Happy Ever After doesn’t mean she believes I’m a wedding planner. Trust me, I’m not!

Even though The Only…yes, that’s what we call her, and it’s usually meant to be a compliment. “D’huh?” you ask. Depending on the events of the day, there are two schools of explanation on why we only had one child. On a good day, I’ve been known to tell people with pride, “When you get perfection the first time out, you quit while you’re ahead.” Then there are the days the answer was far different. “Yes, we only have one…Why?…Have you ever talked to a family with a passel of kids and they invariably say of the last one, had this one been born first, s/he would be an only child? Well, she’s an only child!” FYI, I’m a firm believer in giving The Only something to talk about when she goes into therapy. It’s in the parental contract. As a mom, my duty is to drive my daughter nuts. Just sayin’! (Don’t even get me started on the things her father pulled when she was young. Can you say gullible?) Despite my best efforts, she’s grown into a lovely young woman, full of confidence, abilities, and compassion. Though we gave her a hard time, she still covered for me. I remember an incident from grade school when she had friends over to play. My characters weren’t cooperating at all and I was berating them rather soundly. Out loud.

“Uhm…who’s your mom talking to?” one friend asked.

The Only rolled her eyes. “The people who live in her head.” I stopped writing, listening to the nervous titters echoing in the next room.  “It’s okay, though. She’s not crazy. Those are the characters in her book. Dad and I don’t panic unless they talk back.”

For some strange reason, those girls never came back to our house to play….hrmmmm…

Now that I’m published and my debut novel, FAERIE FATE, is out, The Only is one of my biggest supporters and PR people. She’s handed out postcards all over her college campus, lining up friends and professors who want to read (and buy!) my book. I remember a time when she ignored the “icky” parts of my manuscripts. Then I introduced her to Sherrilyn Kenyon’s Darkhunters. All the sudden, my TBR shelf was empty. Barren. Bereft. Every book I wanted to read had suddenly disappeared into the Black Hole (aka her room). I’m STILL finding some of those paperbacks in there all these years later. Why is it she’ll read the sexy bits written by someone else but not me? She just blushes, ahems, and changes the subject. I guess it all goes back to that whole “My parents don’t do that!” syndrome. I had that particular blinder on where my parents were concerned, too. Isn’t it funny that in our role as parent or child, we never want to contemplate the sexuality of the other? As The Only would say, “Ewwwwww!”

Oh dear! I veered a bit off topic there. Sorry ’bout that. Suffice it to say the little ones eventually grow up, you will have “that” conversation with them, despite the “ewww’s” on both sides, and then life returns to normal. And so does writing. Time becomes your own once again. The house no longer echoes with joyous or angry shouts—see there is an advantage to only one child: no sibling rivalry (unless you count the dogs ;) ). The light at the end of the tunnel comes when you let your child go, knowing s/he’s ready to take on the world. Enjoy them while they’re small, but look forward to them when they make it to adulthood. I’ve discovered The Only is pretty darn cool. And a heckava PR agent. :D

If you could go back, do it over again, would you take a chance to find true love? What if you had no choice?

On her fiftieth birthday, the faerie catapult Rebecca Miller a thousand years into the past to find her happily ever after with Ciaran MacDermot, Chief of Clann MacDermot and the last Fenian warrior in his line. In the twenty-first century, Becca is old enough to be Ciaran’s mother. In the tenth, she’s young enough to be his bride.

The fae forgot to mention one slight stipulation. The lovers must be bound before the Festival of Light, or Becca will forever disappear into Tir Nan Óg, the faerie Land of the Ever Young. Will they discover the binding words before time runs out and they’re torn apart forever? Or will their eternal love defeat their Faerie Fate?

Without the words, history is doomed to repeat itself.

Excerpt from FAERIE FATE:

The little clock she’d received as a present on her twenty-fifth birthday whirred and chimed the time. One small, tinkling chime. Two. Finally, twelve in all. Midnight between March twentieth and March twenty-first. The vernal equinox. The day when light and dark, good and evil, love and hate all balanced on the finely tuned axis of mother earth.

Voices, strange with lilting accents, whispered somewhere in the darkness of Becca’s dream.
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“She sleeps,” said a soft voice, feminine, one Becca didn’t recognize.
“Aye.” The second voice was deep, male, arrogant.
“Will she remember?”
“Nay, she’ll not.”
“How then will she know what to do?”
“She’ll know.” He sounded confident.
“What of him?”
“Aye, he’ll definitely know now. He should have known the last time, but she was too afraid, and he was too full of himself.”
“What is so different this time?” She was skeptical.
“She was young then, not matched well to him. Now, she’s no young soul. She’s had all those lives without him, the lonely nights, and the ache in her heart for all time. This time, she has courage born in the fires of suffering. She’ll know not to run from him, but to him.”
“You’re sure with the knowing of it this time?”
“Aye.”
“And, if it doesn’t work?”
“Ciaran dies. Again.”
A sharp intake of breath came from the woman. “That cannot happen. Too much went wrong the first time.”

FAERIE FATE, available in print and ebook from THE WILD ROSE PRESS, Amazon, and Barnes and Noble.

I want to thank Ashley and all the Mama Writers for having me here today. Inquiring minds (mine!) want to know if your kids have ever explained your writing to a friend, and what they said. Or if you have a question, just ask! One random commenter will receive their choice of the print or ebook edition of FAERIE FATE.

BIO: My imagination has always run rampant. As a published author, I get to share the stories created there in the vast cosmic void of my brain. Over the course of my lifetime, I’ve been a mother, military officer’s wife, state appellate court marshal, airport rescue firefighter and forensic fire photographer, crime analyst, and technical crime scene investigator. Retired from the “real world” now, I live in Oklahoma and spend my days at the computer with my two Newfoundland dogs, the “lolcat” who rules us all, and myriad characters all clamoring for attention. Eventually, I’ll tell each of their stories.

For more information visit me at www.silverjames.com

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