Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Iron Hearts Excerpt for your enjoyment

Iron Hearts is my latest work of fiction about a young man that loses both his parents shortly before his eighteenth birthday. He discovers soon after they weren't the nice parents he thought they were.

C.J. (Claude James) Bullet was sitting on the porch with his sister, Mandy (that he never knew he had) at their father's cabin in rocking chairs. This was their first time going fishing together. Younger brother Robbie *Robert Bullet Junior) was inside playing video games, leaving them alone to talk. Even though Mandy was underage it was clear that their father (Robert Bullet) and Mandy had sat out here drinking sherry before. She poured herself and CJ a glass of sherry so they could sit and talk.  

I didn’t much care for the taste of the sherry but I politely continued to sip, pausing only to ask. “What did you and Dad mainly talk about?” She took a big swig before answering.

 “Mostly, we talked about life and people. My Aunt Carmen got us on an interesting discussion. I think I will share it with you. Dad said, ‘Most people have iron hearts, tempered by life’s events. Some people have steel hearts that nothing can penetrate, not even emotions such as love. Some of those with iron hearts build a steel shield around their hearts that is almost as impenetrable. That is to keep from anyone hurting them. He said you are one of those that built a shield around your heart. Nothing could penetrate except for football, not even love." I could tell by her face she was very serious.

“I know I was so blind. I never realized that my father never stayed home because he had another family that loved him. He only married my mother to change her last name because she was in trouble. I don’t think he ever loved her but felt he owed his life to her.” I didn’t realize that between words I was doing more than sipping. The sherry was starting to taste good.

Look for IronHearts to be in a book store next fall or early winter. Between then and now I will get a book cover for it and continue to post excerpts for your enjoyment. Hope you liked it. Talk back, I'm listening as always. Have a great day!

Monday, May 1, 2017

interview

Wanna Get Interviewed – BY ME?

by Dan Alatorre AUTHOR


Your humble host.
your humble host

It's almost time to publish Poggibponsi, and that can only mean one thing.

I hafta do some marketing.

And so do you. Because we all need to, all the time.

So...

how about I interview you for this site and you interview me for yours?
Or I'll just let you interview me for yours. I'm easy that way.
But if you want to do an author interview or author profile where I ask you questions and you answer them, it’s EASY!
(Authors interviews will usually be with people who have books for sale, but profiles can be of anyone, published or not, and other than that they’re about the same. So bloggers and newbie authors, you aren’t being left behind.)

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available for preorder soon! stay tuned.

A brief explanation of what’s involved:

First, pick 10-20 questions from the list below that you like and want you to answer, plus one or two bonus questions, along with a few of your own that you want readers to know but I didn’t ask. Skim over the list, we’ll be adding to it all the time.

 Simple!

Send the questions with your witty, interesting answers to me at my email address or use the CONTACT ME button

 Even easier!

Then I’ll go over them and ask my follow ups, or we can use it as is! I like getting on Facebook chat and being silly, so we may do some of that.

 Why didn't we do this before?

Calm down. Include your website, blog links, Amazon link, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter handle, etc, a picture or two of you, one of the book, or anything else you think is relevant.
Not your cat. No cats. You in a hammock, fine. You with the cat, NOT FINE! What part of “no cats” don’t you get???
Bikini pics optional, especially if you’re a big hairy dude. I’m not saying no, but use restraint. If you’re a paddleboarder and you wanna show that side of you, which we’ve done, it’s relevant. Throw it in. Too many pics = use separate emails to send them. Or direct me to your Facebook site and we’ll pick a few together. I won’t sandbag you with embarrassing personal pics. Probably.

Be yourself in your answers; be relaxed, be funny or be serious, but have fun with it. It’s for entertainment purposes. Let readers inside the real you a little. Search “interview” on my blog for some of the silly examples of fun interviews we’ve already done. 
Then, on the release day of the interview, post and re-blog and ask your friends to reblog and tweet the link and post it on Facebook – so the whole world sees you being YOU!

 Skip around; don't everybody start at the top.

(Although DO answer question #1)

As you might guess, I will get lots and lots of requests, so act now and send yours in today!

HERE’S THE LIST OF QUESTIONS
  1. What is the working title of your next book?
  1. Where did the idea come from for the book?
  2. a. What kind of Chinese food do you order all the time?
  1. b. Which is the more important of these two: write drunk, edit sober?
  1. How long did it take you to write the first draft of the manuscript?
  1. What actors would you choose to play the part of your characters in a movie rendition?
  1. Which living author or blogger would you buy drinks for?
    Ooh, there are drinks?
    Ooh, there are drinks?
  1. What makes you so damn interesting anyway?
  1. What is the best part about being an indie (or traditional) author for you?
  1. What’s something most readers would never guess about you?
  1. Besides writing, what are your favorite things to do?
  1. Why do some authors sell well and others don’t? (Indie or otherwise, but indie if possible)
  1. What’s the strangest place you’ve gotten a great story idea? Describe in detail. Inquiring minds want to know!
  1. What’s the oddest or most awkward or embarrassing research you’ve had to do?

Hello!
Hello!

  1. How did you choose the genre you write in? Or did it choose you?
  1. Can you wash light and dark clothes together? Have you even turned a bunch of stuff pink in the washer?
  1. What “person” do you like to write in? First Person, Third Person, etc. – and why?
  1. I hear you have some very exciting news! Can you share it with us?
  1. If you have a blog, how did that start?
  1. How do you decide on a title for your book?
  1. What do you d of or cover art? Do you do it yourself, hire an artist (you can name names if you liked them), or purchase premade?
  1. How has you experience with editors been (you can name names if you liked you editor)?
  1. What do you think some of the greatest misconceptions about indie authors are?
  1. Plotter? Or Pantser? And prepare to defend your position!
    Outline??? Where's the creativity?
    Outline??? Where’s the creativity?
  1. What’s the most fun part of writing a novel or short story? What’s the least fun part?
  1. What was your road to publication like?
  1. What advice can you give new authors?
  1. Who or what helped you the most getting started?
  1. What’s a good writing secret or time management secret?
  1. Where in the process do you create the story’s title? Do start with it? Do you know it before you begin? Before you end? Elsewhere?
  1. What inspires you?
  1. What time of day do you prefer to do your writing?
  1. Coffee addict? Name your poison.
    I must have structure!
    I must have structure!
  1. What’s your favorite food?
  1. Have you ever been recognized by a fan in public for your writing, or when was the first time a fan came up to you in public (not an author event or signing)?
  1. What’s your favorite social media?
  1. Which project took you farthest out of your comfort zone?
  1. What’s one thing that send you completely off the rails when you’re writing?
  1. How do you develop characters?
  1. Do you have author friends (in person or online you confide in and share ideas with? Feel free to name names.
  1. How much structure is in your story before you start writing it?
    I wing a lot of it!
    I wing a lot of it!
  1. How many story ideas are in your “good ideas” file? What are some of them?
  1. What is the single most important quality in a novel; what must an author do to win you over?
  1. If writing suddenly made you rich and famous, what would you do?
  1. Best book to movie you’ve seen?
  1. What are you three favorite books by other authors?
  1. When did you know you wanted to be a writer?
  1. Do you hate cats?
  1. In a story we are often asked to create images for the reader that we may not have experienced ourselves. When have you had to do that?
    Is this the best interview or what?
    Is this the best interview or what?
  1. Tell us about yourself. Who IS the real (your name)? And not typical the boring bio stuff. The dirt. Like, when was the last time you did laundry?
  1. What’s a favorite quote of anyone besides you, and one from you?
  2. Most writers are a bit shy. Is that how your friends would describe you (shy), or do you have your readers fooled?
  3. Did you ever have a job where they were strict about shined shoes and stuff?
  4. Is tea a big deal over in England like they make it seem in Downton Abbey? (My wife watches, not me.)
  5. How playful are you? Is your REAL Facebook page much more revealing about sides of you that people won’t know from your blog posts or books? Is there a double life thing going on?
  6. (If you are a traditionally published author) Was it a big exciting thing to get signed by your publisher? How did you celebrate?
  7. (If you are an indie author) How hard was it to hit that “Publish” button the first time and send your book into the world? Looking back, what can you tell new authors about that experience?
  8. Have you ever spent time with anyone famous? Was there any ransom involved?
  9. What was the most fun interview you’ve done and why?
  10. When you were a little kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?
  11. Tell me about your first kiss. Did it make it into a book?
  12. Tell me about your first crush. Did he/she make it into one of your stories?
  13. Tell about your first date ever! – How old were you? What did you do?
  14. How many times have you been in love?
  15. How many times have you had your heartbroken?
  16. What kind of kid were you in high school?
  17. Who was your best friend in high school? Are you still in touch today? (No names)
  18. How did you rebel as a teenager?
  19. Did you get good grades in school?
  20. What was your favorite subject in school?
  21. Who were your role models when you were young?
  22. What traits of your own parents do you think you have inherited?
  23. What has been the happiest moment of your life so far? The saddest? The scariest?
  24. Have you made any big mistakes?
  25. Do you have any regrets?
  26. Have you ever kept a really big secret?
  27. What would you do if you won a million dollars?
  28. Which author, dead or alive, would you love to have lunch with?
  29. What’s the best book you have ever read?
  30. What’s the best movie you have ever seen?
  31. What’s your favorite season, and why?
  32. What’s your favorite meal?
  33. Where was the most memorable place you ever traveled to?
  34. If you could only listen to one type of music, what would you choose?
  35. How would you describe yourself in three words?
  36. What kind of friend are you?
  37. What is one thing you always wished you could change about yourself?
  38. What is one thing you have always loved about yourself?
  39. What’s the best piece of advice you were ever given?
  40. What causes and charities are most important to you?
  41. Have you ever broken a bone?
  42. Do you have any significant scars?
  43. What’s your favorite way to get exercise?
  44. What do you love most about your writing?
  45. Have you ever had a serious scare? What scares you?
  46. How did becoming a writer change you?
  47. What was the best part of being a parent?
  48. What is the hardest part of being a writer?
  49. What is your best piece of advice for a new writer?
  50. What is one thing you hoped to teach your children?
  51. Which of your family traditions is most important to you?
  52. If you could take your dream vacation this year, where would you go and what would you do?
  53. How do you want people to remember you after you are gone?
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Remember, the more unique and personal the answers, the more interesting to readers, usually. If you’re all into quilting, maybe keep that to yourself, but that time in college you got drunk and skydived naked into a volcano? They’ll wanna hear about that. But naked skydiving or not, readers wanna know what makes you YOU, and that’s usually pretty interesting!
If you have a question you’d like an author to answer and you don’t see it here, ADD IT  in the comments section!
Dan Alatorre AUTHOR | March 19, 2017 at 4:00 am | Categories: Uncategorized | URL: http://wp.me/p3RXpf-6en
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Friday, April 28, 2017

Dining with Alien creatures-- A.G.Moye

Captain Neil Armstrong Andrews sat down at the Officer's table. All of the other senior officers were already seated at the table including the Commander, Janice. Having naval military background, Janice had institutionalized the practice of Officers eating separately from the crew. Hence, their private table, but in the same galley. The assistant cook stood next to Janice taking her order, she had arrived before Neil. Normally, they started with him then her and on around the table. They could order anything they wanted, unlike the crew who ate what was prepared for them. When she finished with the Commander's steak order, she came over to Neil.
"Captain, what would you like for dinner?"
"What are the crew having today?"
"The main choices are stir fry with rice made with artificial meat with fresh vegetables from Hydroponics. Or, Spaghetti made with artificial meat meatballs, a salad and fresh garlic bread."
Neil knew the artificial meat was grown in large vats aboard ship, it had a slight meaty favor but was nothing but pure protein. Being so bland, the cooks quickly learned how to season it to make it edible.
"I'll have a little of both."
"What would you like on your salad?"
"Thousand Island dressing."
"To drink with your meal?"
"Iced tea." she walked away to fetch my tea.
Glancing at the wall to his right, Neil still enjoyed the seascape painted there giving the illusion, you were dining on the beach.
Glancing to his left, Neil saw the long line had formed for the crew to serve themselves, cafeteria style. They were quick about it. Being in space, everything was attached or secured in case of the loss of gravity.
By now, Neil felt he was used to it, but the sudden appearance of a head resembling a praying Mantis in front of him caused him to startle.
"Evening Captain." she said in her sing-song voice.
"Evening Poopa." She gave her smile-like feature and retracted her head. She could stretch her neck twenty to thirty feet at will. When he first saw her, he thought her body was a giant walking stick from Earth with a praying Mantis head. Neil soon learned she was very flexible with her twenty appendages, only ten or twelve were used for walking, the others were deft hands that could do multitasks.
"Hey Poopa, you should try this chocolate cake. It is to die for!" Noka shouted in his deep rumbling voice. Poopa never left her place in line, instead extended her neck so her head was just above the horse-like creature that yelled to her.
Neil smiled as Noka cut off a piece of cake with his fork and lifted it upwards to her. Her multi-prong tongue lashed out and cleaned it off his fork.
"It is tasty, I'll try some more" Poopa sang, as she retreated to her body knowing she was next to serve herself.
Poopa picked up up a tray, no plate since she normally only ate the greens. Neil watched as she sniffed each food tray before using  a utensil to place some on the tray. As always, they had two or three heads of cabbage, uncooked but sliced in four parts for her. It was her favorite food.
She took no more than a tablespoon of most things but took two whole heads of cabbage. Using the tongs, she picked out her other favorite greens from the salad tray before moving along. At the end, she took a couple of slices of cake before going over and getting her a container of water. All the tables for the crew were built picnic style with benches to sit on. Poopa was unable to sit in them so she went to the one end of the last table by the wall. She made sure her body didn't stretch out and block the kitchen doorway.
Neil noted that all the aliens tended to sit far away from the others as possible at the same table. Poopa was at one end of the back table by the wall. Noka had his pillow seat at the other end. A few humans sat with them, those that seemed to accept the aliens as part of the crew.
Neil knew the reason that they went as far away as possible, sitting at the table next to the Officer's table was Storm, she was the most vocal of the anti-alien crew. The Commander seemed to agree with her.
Neil smiled as his food was placed in front of him. He marveled at how the cooks could take the most simplest foods and make them look gourmet meals.
"Thank you," Neil said turning his attention away from the crew to his plate.
A.G.. Moye, author
Born in the cotton fields of Arkansas. Starting writing in 1987 when I got my first computer, long hand before that, my hayloft is filled with old stories. Published in 2011 after being prodded by my wife when she read the first of the Lightning in the Tunnel series books.  “Lightning in the Tunnel” series along with “A Stranger comes Crawling”, my first SiFi. Then published T.T. Gristman, my time travel/ love story. Followed by my updated version of my hand written mystery book called “Brandi’s Nightmare”. Then came the series “Chronicles of the Marauder” Marauder Rising is the first book. "Saddle Spur", my first western is in editing. I am writing “IronHearts” and “Doomsday Rock” during editing phase of Saddle Spur.

Thursday, April 27, 2017

Unbelievable!

What is unbelievable is that I actually didn't turn on my computer for three days. The longest period since I went on vacation a few years ago. I didn't even write or blog which is unusual for me. When I did I first went through all those that has followed me on twitter @Agmoye Then requests for connection on LinkedIn and friend requests on GoodReads last but no least all those that Bloglovin than finished up on Pinterset following all those that followed me.  As you can imagine, I had quite a few on each on to follow. Then came reading all the emails and other posts letting me know what was going on in the social media world. Requests for reviews and special offers on their books. Normally, I spend about two hours a day on all this before I get back to writing which is my love. Right now, I am still writing "IronHearts" and I am about half way, I think. It is my first book written in the first person and it is difficult to write seeing it from that prospective. All of my other books are written in the third person, which I am more comfortable writing in. If any of you write in the first person normally, you can help me out by giving me pointers. I need all the help I can get. LOL

The reason I was off the computer was we have visitors coming this week and my wife had a few honey dew jobs that I had to get done. You guys out there know what that is! Have a great week and talk back, I'm listening most of the time!     

Friday, April 14, 2017

reblogged from But what are they eating?


THURSDAY, APRIL 13, 2017

Please Welcome A.G. Moye, Author of Cronicles of the Marauder




In the near future; 100,000 light-years from Earth aboard the faster than light starship Marauder, Captain Neil Armstrong Andrews sat down for dinner to enjoy fresh vegetables from the hydroponics garden with vat grown artificial meat. After their narrow escape from the aliens that wanted to enslave them and near destruction of the Marauder, they were hiding doing repairs to the ship. I now present for your enjoyment, one scene in the story for you to get the flavor of dinner aboard the Marauder.

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"Captain, what would you like for dinner?" asked the female assistant cook.
"What are the crew having today?"
"The main choices are stir fry with rice made with artificial meat with fresh vegetables from hydroponics. Or spaghetti made with artificial meat meatballs, a salad and fresh garlic bread."
"I'll have a little of both."
"What would you like on your salad?"
"Thousand Island dressing."
"To drink with your meal?"
"Iced tea." she walked away to fetch Neil’s tea.
Glancing at the wall to his right, Neil still enjoyed the seascape painted there, giving the illusion you were dining on the beach.
Glancing to his left, Neil saw the long line formed by the crew to serve themselves, cafeteria style. They were quick about it. Being in space, everything was attached or secured in case of the loss of gravity.
Neil felt he was accustomed to the sudden appearance of a head resembling a praying mantis in front of him.
"Evening Captain." she said in her sing-song voice.
"Evening Poopa." She gave her smile-like feature and retracted her head. She could stretch her neck over twenty feet at will. When he first saw her, he thought her body was a giant walking stick from Earth with a praying mantis head. Neil soon learned she was very flexible with her twenty appendages; only ten or twelve were used for walking, the others were deft hands that could do multitasks at once.
"Hey Poopa, you should try this chocolate cake. It is to die for!" Noka shouted in his deep rumbling voice. 
Poopa never left her place in line, instead extended her neck so her head was just above the horse-like creature that yelled to her.
Neil smiled as Noka cut off a piece of cake with his fork and lifted it upwards to her. Her multi-prong tongue lashed out and cleaned it off his fork.
"It is tasty; I'll try some." Poopa sang.
Poopa picked up a tray, no plate, since she normally only ate the greens. Neil watched as she sniffed each food before using a utensil to place some on the tray. As always, they had two or three heads of cabbage, uncooked but sliced in four parts for her. It was her favorite food.
She took no more than a tablespoon of most things but took two whole heads of cabbage. Using the tongs, she picked out her other favorite greens from the salad tray before moving along. At the end, she took a couple of slices of cake before going over and getting a container of water.
All the tables for the crew were built picnic style with benches to sit on. Poopa was unable to sit in them so she went to the one end of the last table by the wall.
Neil noted that all the aliens tended to sit far away from the others as possible at the same table. Poopa was at one end of the back table by the wall. Noka had his pillow seat at the other end. A few humans sat with them, those that accepted the aliens as part of the crew. Most did not.
Neil smiled as his food was placed in front of him. He marveled at how the cooks could take the simplest foods and make them gourmet meals.
"Thank you," Neil said turning his attention away from the crew to his plate. 


Thanks for stopping by to share your food for thought, A.G.!



You can find A.G. here:







Born in the cotton fields of Arkansas, started writing in 1987 when I got my first computer. Wrote long hand before that; my hayloft is filled with old stories. Published in 2011 after being prodded by my wife when she read the first of the Lightning in the Tunnel books. Currently I am writing Iron Hearts and Doomsday Rock while Saddle Spur, my first western, is in editing.

Monday, March 13, 2017

Lady Justice on the dark side by Robert Tornhill-my review

Product DetailsThis mystery/comedy caught my attention from the beginning to the end, so I gave it five stars on Amazon and GoodReads. This book is for the young and older young people.  The main character Walt struggles with changes in his life brought about getting shot in the key-stir. Not willing to leave his wife a widow when they should be enjoying their retirement years, he resigns from the police department. His wife Maggie is still selling real estate leaving him alone. Boredom soon catches up to him, enter his brother in law that worked as a unlicensed P.I. but was known to skirt the law to solve his cases. Being by the book, police officer, Walt has a hard time blending his style into what Walt knows is right and wrong. Walt soon learns there is two sides of Lady Justice, the one he had always been on called the light side, The other side of Lady Justice wore Fish net stockings, short skirts, and high heels, she didn't worry about crossing the line to solve a crime and to bring to justice the perpetrator by whatever means work. Throughout the story Walt struggles with right way and the wrong way but both served justice in their own way. 

I would recommend this book to anyone that likes a little comedy mixed with mystery. The main thing I got out of the story is the eternal struggle by the people that try to protect us and the desire for justice to be done no matter how it gets done, just so it gets done.

Talk back, I'm listening. Have a great week and I will see you soon.    

Monday, February 13, 2017

Neil gets lucky or unlucky on his first date after prison


Chronicles of the Marauder: Marauder Rising (Marauder Cronicles Book 1) by [Moye, A.G]Neil felt Denise move, bringing him slightly awake as she left the bed they were sharing. She turned off the light. He couldn't believe he scored on his first date. It had been a long dry spell.

Denise returned to the bed and started kissing him all over. "Ooh," Neil muttered, when she kissed his most sensitive spot. Denise kept kissing him, working her way up to his lips as she straddled his long, lanky, muscled body.
Neil, as before, took his time knowing she would enjoy it all the more.
Afterwards, they returned to dreamland in exhaustion but satisfied states.
Neil was slightly awakened when Denise untangled their bodies so she could go to the bathroom. Neil dozed off again until he heard the shower going, bringing him fully awake.
After showering, Denise turned the lights back on and started dressing.
"Glad you're awake, I need to get back to my car and go home. I don't want my children coming home and finding me not there."
"Okay, give me a minute," She was acting like nothing happened between the two of them. He could still feel her lips on his.
Sliding to the edge of the bed, he covered himself. He was trying to understand her. Had the alcohol been the cause of what happened last night?
Neil reached for her to see what her reaction would be, but she quickly moved away and continued dressing. She noticed his look of confusion.
"Look Neil, I hope you enjoyed last night as much as I did but I am not ready for a man in my life right now."
"I suppose I should explain myself a little more--I went out with you on a dare from Jennifer." she chuckled and continued seeing he was hanging onto her every word. "Every date I've gone on before ended up a disaster. I started talking about my husband and how he cheated on me. A couple of drinks and I was ready to beat up my date in place of my husband."
"I guess I understand," Neil said, searching for his underwear.
"With you, that didn't happen. We didn't sit and do a lot of small talk--that is the usual trigger that turns me into a babbling fool." Denise watched his expression turn sour as he dressed.
"I'm glad you found I was good for something," Neil didn't realize the coldness that came out in his voice but he was felt stupid thinking she was interested in him.
  "Let's just have the memory of last night, the great dancing, the sex was great as well." She tired to put a smile on her face, turning his mood from his bitter to positive.
Still, Neil dressed slowly, trying to improve his deposition.
"So there is no chance of a second date," he tried to smile. Denise just laughed.
"No chance in hell" she said over her shoulder as she walked to the door.
Neil stood and followed her as she unlocked the door and left. Neil locked the door behind him as she quickly descended the steps to his car. He knew she was in no mood to talk, she wanted to get back to her car and be rid of him.
His old jalopy required him to use his key to unlock the door. It was easier to just reach across after he sat inside and unlock her door. She jumped in as he started to exit the car to open her door. She put on her seat belt, saying, "Let's go!"
The sky was starting to lighten up as he started the car. I don't think she wants to be seen with me.
She silently looked out the side window during the entire drive back to her car, parked near the restaurant.
When he pulled into the parking lot, she spoke her first words since leaving his apartment. "That's my car over there." She pointed at a silver BMW.
He barely put it in park when she unbuckled and opened her door. Jumping out, she said not a word as she dashed into her car. Neil sat there, watching her backup and drive away quickly.
If you missed the previous post leading up to this one, visit my blog at http://booksbyagmoye.blogspot.com to get the previous blogs about Neil.
Have a great day and talk back, I'm listening. 

Monday, February 6, 2017

So many miscues as a writer

Most writers come out the gate doing things right the first time. I'm one of those that has made several miscues but I am slowing getting it right. I guess you can say "I'm attending the school of hard knocks" but I've learned by doing. My first book was my first knock down. I paid to have it published not knowing a thing about getting published. I paid to have it edited, they said it needed it but when I got the books, the first paragraph was four pages long and the sentences ran together having no breaks. As I read it, I could see why a reader would have problems understanding it. It was like a speaker that never pauses to catch his breath and went on and on. That screw up was followed by me getting published by a "so called" traditional publisher, they really only printed books for the author to buy. They could care less if anyone else actually bought one. They made their money off me. I had five books published by this outfit before I learned the truth about them. The best thing I ever did was join LinkedIn. There I learned about this publisher and from those members started learning what the truth was about publishing and how to do it as an Indie. I learned about editing, publishing and marketing. I'm still not perfect but each book is better than the one before. When I first started writing as a profession, I thought the writer had only to tell the story and everyone would beat feet to get it and read it. Those are not the facts, instead they have to learn who you are and why you write. I read books constantly thru my life and had several stories in my head. I wrote while taking my daily walks. It was a stress reliever in my daily life with wife and children. My style of English speaking would probably make an English teacher cringe in anguish. I write and speak a mixture of southern English and California jive. I think I get my story across to most of my readers in a laid back sort of way. If you've read one of my recent works tell me what you think.

Talk back, I'm listening as always. Have a great day and week until next time!

    

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

So you just wrote a bestseller

That was what i thought when I originally wrote and published my first book. I couldn't wait on the reviews to come in and the cash register to start ringing in 2011. I had spent so much time writing and rewriting it over and over. It was going to be great. Then the truth set in as I happily kept on writing the series. Slowly I realized that no one knew A.G. Moye and wouldn't until I worked hard on barely getting my name out there. I kept trying to push the book series and expect people would buy it once I told them all about the book series called "Lightning in the Tunnel" It wasn't until I was on number seven in the series that I realized that most people were not interested in another Dystopian/Apocalyptic series after seeing Hunger Games and several other movies of this type. Mid way thru writing "A need for Lightning" I jumped off the series writing "A Stranger comes crawling" about an alien crash landing on Earth fleeing a revolt. She tires to go incognito by marrying a human but it doesn't work out. The government wants her knowledge.
 I then went back to writing "A Need for Lightning" My publisher up to that point, I didn't find out wasn't a real publisher but one that Published to sell books to the writer not the public. So it became my first self published book. When Stranger came crawling  was published it was also self published. That was when I discovered I needed an author platform by reading and joining several groups on LinkedIn so people would learn who I am and have a place to chat with me or other wise inner act with me. Also vise-versa so I could learn about my fans. I took 2016 off on publishing any more books even though I have several in the editing phase. I'm concentrating on writing my first and maybe my only western called "Saddle Spur" I always wanted to write a western but I like to make sure that items that I say my characters have, eat or wear are correct unlike most old westerns.I have to do a lot of research on places. I am careful about creating the characters and their attire to be accurate. I am almost finished with my final rewrite and will publish it in 2017. 
 I blog because I have something to say, what do you have to say? Talk back, I'm listening and will respond to any questions. Just as a foot note, I didn't mention my Chronicles of the Marauder-Marauder Rising because I do so often. It was written after "A Stranger comes Crawling" Again, Talk Back, I'm listening.