Here’s What’s Happening

Guess what?  It’s been a while since I published The Fine Line and I do not have another book out yet!  Oh dear…that totally sucks because more books mean more exposure and anyone will tell you that one of the best things you can do to market your book…is to write more books.

So…why don’t I have another book out yet?

If you’ve read my past blog posts, you know that I had an incredibly fun time writing my first book last year.  I obtained a new-found passion in writing that I never knew I had and I really, truly enjoyed every moment of creating The Fine Line.  I loved it so much that I decided to try my hand at self-publishing.  And my oh my, what a roller-coaster ride it’s been!

I never expected to feel such amazing highs from comments like these:  A-freaking fantastic read, I have found another author to add to my stalker list..eeeeekkkkk :)” ~Endless Reading, or this: “For a debut novel, THIS IS REALLY AMAZING! ” ~Boekies’ Book Reviews, or this: “Whew! I finished the book and immediately went into this review because it left such a huge impact on me.” ~Itching for Books Blog, or this: “Here’s hoping that more books like this one will be written, cause if so, then the indie world just got that much better.” ~Book Reader Chronicles

Nor did I expect to feel so purely devastated from comments like these: “There is a long and tiring road ahead of you Mrs. Kobishop if you are to become a best-selling author who writes gripping, realistic and outstanding romance novels.” or this: I’m really sorry to say this but…if you don’t have any good ideas of your own then don’t write a book in the first place.” 

Talk about total opposite ends of the spectrum!  Sheesh!

What really surprised me, though, was how I became so thoroughly paralyzed by the opinions of others.  I thought I was tougher than that.  I mean, I’ve always cared about what others think…to a point…but I never let it stop me from doing what I want to do.  Never.

Here’s the truth:  I’ve had TONS of new book ideas since finishing The Fine Line.  And I’ve even started writing a few of these stories that have been prancing around in my mind.  But every time I start, a little voice inside my head says this: “What if it’s too cliche’? What if it’s not what readers are looking for?  What if it’s been done before?  What if that’s not where the book market is headed?  What if it totally sucks?”   So then I stop writing and move onto another idea, and repeat the cycle.

This is not a good routine for creativity OR productivity.  Not good at all.  How can I be creative when I have such a thick filter?  Well–I can’t.  The thing is, writing is in my blood now, and being productive is important if I want to advance my writing career!  I’m constantly daydreaming of new stories and it pains me not to get them out onto paper.

So, I’d like to publicly tell my inner critic to shut up.  There.  Done.  Consider my inner critic utterly squished.  Let’s just hope she doesn’t rise from the dead.

As far as my haters go…I’ll listen to my husband on that one.  He says, “Haters be hating.”  I’m not really sure what he means by that short little phrase, but I’ll take a guess and say it means I should just ignore them.  Because:

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After all, haters come with the territory, or so I’ve heard.  Maybe I’ll ignore Goodreads for a while, too.

The bottom line, and the reason for this post, is to say that writing is extremely important to me, and I’m ready to continue my journey as an author.

NOW FOR SOME BOOK NEWS!  

I have just started outlining a story that I have some incredibly good feelings about.  It’s one of the two stories that keep popping into my head–regardless of my inner critic.  You may love it, you may hate it, but I’m sure as heck writing it.

I’m not sure how long it will take me to complete it, which means I can’t give you a definite release date, or a guaranteed time frame, but I’m sure hoping it’ll be ready to be published by the end of the year (2014).  I will post frequent updates here, on Facebook, and/or on Twitter to keep you all in the loop!

 

 

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A Completely Random, Non-Book Related Blog Post

But that’s ok, because this is a blog about life, not just books.  🙂

Today’s post is about working out.

I have not worked out for years.  In my 20’s, before having children, I worked out 4-5 times per week and stayed quite fit.  I worked hard, partied hard, and was incredibly resilient.  Then I had babies, and let’s just say everything “dropped,” and I’m not just talking about my exercise routine.  These, days, I consume healthier foods than I did in my 20’s, but I don’t exercise.  Not even a little bit.  I could go on and on about why I stopped my workout routine, but that would be boring, and I’m sure most Moms out there are fully aware of my reasons.

For those of you who do not know me well, I am the type of person who wants to do something the second I think about it.  I see no point in waiting.  Yesterday, I thought to myself, “I want the body I had 10 years ago.  I’m gonna get in shape!”

So–without hesitation–I brought this out:

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And I worked my body hard, for a good 40 minutes, until I couldn’t take it anymore.  It felt AMAZING!  I felt so good after exercising, and I wondered why I hadn’t done it sooner!  I knew I’d be sore, but I stayed hydrated and stretched a bunch of times throughout the rest of the day to try to reduce the after-workout-pain.

When my kids came home, they saw the step  in the middle of the living room and they did this:

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And I thought, “how wonderful that the kids are into exercising, too!”  We all had a lovely evening and everything was grand.

Then, I woke up this morning.  And my first thought was: “Owww!”  Then: “Wha?  Why can’t I move?  Crap!”  And I stayed like this:

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for a very long time.  I have learned that my 30-something, post-children body does not have the same resilience it used to.  The entire time I laid in bed, I mentally thanked my husband for taking care of the morning routine.  Man, I love him.

Then I got up, hydrated, drank my green tea, and googled this:

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Now, I’m off to stretch some more, take some tylenol, and eat some cherries.  (Apparently, cherry juice helps muscle soreness…who knew?)

 

Thank You…

I just want to say a quick “thank you” to everyone who has read my book!  My biggest fear going into self-publishing was that my writing would not be up to par because of my lack of experience. I had never actually written anything (other than work emails and letters) prior to starting The Fine Line, therefore it’s success was a complete shot-in-the-dark.

What I have been hearing from the reviews is that readers actually think my writing style is pretty good! Even the reviews that are not-so-fabulous say that the writing is good. I’m honestly a bit shocked and incredibly delighted by that! My biggest concern…the writing…has actually been validated and for that I am so very grateful.

Thank you to all the readers, bloggers, and reviewers who have read, reviewed, or helped in spreading the word about my unknown novel! You have all played a huge part in the success of my book. Your praise and constructive criticism have been taken deeply to heart and I plan on using the feedback to make my next work even better! A million times…thank you.  🙂 

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Prologue and Giveaway!

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Today, I feel like doing a giveaway.  I have gotten such positive feedback from readers and I feel truly blessed that so many people have given The Fine Line a chance!  To say thanks, I’m giving away a signed paperback copy of the book.  If you haven’t read it yet, check out the sample below!

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The Fine Line

What’s it about?  The Fine line is a coming of age story about a girl with a jaded past, who has written off relationships for good.  Boys are fun, but she’s happy being single and independent, and is determined to keep it that way.  When she meets and forms an unexpected bond with Logan Tanner, an illegal street racer with his own trust issues, she begins to question everything she thought she knew about life, and love, and asks the question: Can love have a future?  Or is history destined to repeat itself?

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Prologue

Some people wear their hearts on their sleeves.  I learned a long time ago that preserving one’s heart means keeping it protected.  Sheltered.  My heart is hidden deep within the secure layers of my soul, where it rests easy with the knowledge that nothing can penetrate its everlasting impervious shell.

Twelve Years Ago

Yelling.  Always yelling.  The hardwood floor in my bedroom chilled my toes as I slid out of my bed to see what was going on.  I wouldn’t dare leave my room, though.  I knew better.  As I tip-toed to the bright crack in the door, something crashed to pieces, and I squeezed Mama Bear tight.

Is Mommy crying?

My hand found a place on the cool metal door knob as I peeked through the crack.  I brought Mama Bear up to my chin so she could see too.  Her soft, fuzzy fur tickled me.  Mommy sat on the floor with her back against the hallway wall, her head in her hands while Daddy stood tall above her.  Her shoulders lifted up and down as she wept.

No, Mommy, don’t cry!

“I want a divorce,” she whispered.

What was a divorce?  Whatever it was, Daddy didn’t seem too happy about it.  He crouched down so that his eyes were across from hers.  Fisting her t-shirt, he yanked her close to him.  With the other hand, he pointed his finger at her, jabbing her as he spoke.  His voice stayed quiet, and I couldn’t hear what he said, but I knew it was something scary.

The door knob made a noise as I accidentally let go of it, and both of their heads turned to look at me.  My eyes widened, and I gasped.  I ran back to bed as fast as I could, quickly covering myself in my blankie.  Oh no, I dropped Mama Bear!  My door creaked as it opened, and light came through the seams of my blankie.

“Olivia?” Daddy said softly.

I didn’t answer.  Mommy was always telling me to make smart choices.  I chose to stay perfectly still and not to breathe too loudly, but it wasn’t easy because my heart was pounding hard.  It was a smart choice, though, because after a few seconds, the door creaked closed. I was safe.  Mommy would be very proud of me.

I peered at the floor, searching for Mama Bear, but she was nowhere to be seen.  Daddy must’ve taken her.  Who’s gonna sleep with me?  I pulled my knees to my chest and held onto them tightly.  Mommy says I’m brave.  Brave girls don’t need silly toys.  Brave girls sleep by themselves.

Eight Years Ago

It’s been a year since Dad told me I wouldn’t be able to spend time at his house anymore.  He said he was leaving to get a new start.  At first, his emails came daily and postcards came weekly, but I haven’t gotten either for at least a month.  Mom says he’s moved on, with his new wife and baby, and that it’s the best thing for all of us.

I was glad to have Kevin.  He loved me and Mom.  Happiness didn’t even begin to describe how I felt when Mom told me he was moving in with us.  If he lived with us, it would mean I would get to see magic tricks and laugh at his stories every day.

Mom told me about the accident last week.  Kevin had gotten hit by a drunk driver.  I knew something was wrong when she dropped the phone on the floor and began sobbing.  I had seen her cry before—but never like that.

I stayed with Nana for five days after that call, and when I returned home, Mom took me into my room, sat me down on my bed, and broke the news.  The funeral service had been the prior day.  Mom thought it would be best if I didn’t attend because it would be too difficult for me.  I cried myself to sleep that night.  I couldn’t get the thought of Kevin, being buried deep in the ground, out of my mind.

The next morning, I thought a lot about the way things work, and I figured out that nothing’s forever.  Nothing.  I had to be strong.  Brave.  I hated being sad.  I hated crying.  I vowed to find a way to make sure I never felt this horrendous feeling ever again.

Three Years Ago 

I looked around our heated garage as Adam poured the amber liquid into our little glasses.   All the tool chests and auto supplies had been packed up and hauled out.  He filled his glass to the brim while mine was only filled a quarter of the way.  He said I couldn’t have a full glass because I was only fourteen.

Hanging out with Adam came naturally.  It was easy.  He was much younger than Mom, but I was under the misguided impression that they were in love, regardless of his age.

Normally, the whiskey we shared was in celebration of an accomplishment.  A new paint job, installing the new engine, fixing the interior.  I had spent most of my evenings and weekends for the last three years watching Adam restore his 1968 Pontiac GTO.  He bragged to people about how much I helped him, but really, I just watched him work and handed him tools as we talked.

Today, we toasted goodbye.  It would be the last time I’d ever see him.  My throat burned as the liquor flowed down it, but I welcomed the feeling.  It reminded me of good times.

“I’m gonna miss you, Sweetie,” he said with tears in his eyes.  “I asked her to marry me, you know.  She said no.”

Anger quickly flooded my system, washing away the heartbreak.  How could she say no?  It had taken me over two years to let my guard down around him.  Two years to break the vow that I had kept for so long and let myself feel again.  She was making him go away.  This was her fault.

I watched as Adam rolled his refurbished car down the driveway and out of my life.  Without thought, my body stormed into the house in search of my mother.  I found her staring blankly out the living room window.

“How could you say no?” I screamed.

“Livie, what are you talking about?”

“He told me, Mom!  He told me he asked you to marry him!”

Her shoulders sunk as she let out a breath.  Her expression turned angry.  “Did he tell you he was seeing another woman?  Did he tell you that he asked me to marry him only after I found out?”

My heart stopped.  My mind barely comprehended what my mother had just told me.  It couldn’t be true.  Adam loved us.  With regret in her eyes, she rushed toward me with open arms.

“No.”  I held out my hand.  “NO!”  Tears spilled out of my eyes as I ran to my bedroom, locked my door, and flopped belly down onto my bed, sobbing uncontrollably into my pillow.

Why does everyone I love have to leave? 

Never again.  I’m done.  This is the last time I will ever have this feeling.

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My Self Publishing Journey…So Far

If you have read my previous posts, you already know that in early 2013, I spent some time thinking about what my real passions were.  I thought about whether I wanted to remain “comfortable” in my career, or if I wanted to take some risks and try something completely different.  I chose the latter.

At first, when I decided to write a book, I didn’t know if I would ever show it to anyone other than my husband.  In fact, I didn’t even tell anyone else I was writing a book until I was 2.5 months into it.  I found out in the very beginning that writing is an extremely personal experience where you must bare your deepest inner thoughts and emotions…Something I have always avoided at all costs.  Telling people was hard but I did it because I had become so passionate about it that I couldn’t not tell people about it.  I had come to a point where I needed to finish what I had started.   Initial reactions to my “writing confession” started with looks of confusion (I had never expressed any interest in writing before), to support and encouragement.   All I can say about that is I love my family & friends.  🙂

Fast forward a few months.  The book was edited, formatted, and finished.  Ready to be shown to anyone who wanted to read it.  Ready for people other than my husband and a few close friends.  It was ready for “strangers.”  My instinct begged me to keep it to myself…to not put my heart & soul out there for people to judge.  But I did it anyway.  Because being comfortable for the rest of my life would be fine–even great–but there is nothing more exhilarating than doing what you are passionate about.  And there is no reward without risk.

The book is out now, and I have had some phenomenal reviews!  The feeling of relief mixed with excitement when someone has expressed that they enjoyed my book is invigorating.  I have been pretty lucky in that each review has been a reflection of my writing strengths, and has provided me with insight to areas where I can improve for the next project.  I am so incredibly thankful to each and every person…every stranger…who has given my book a chance.  So far I have found the book world to be an encouraging and helpful group of people who are passionate about finding and reading new books by new authors.

I am slowly figuring out the “book marketing world,” though I’ll be the first to admit that I still have a lot to learn.  But I’ll get there.  For now, I have decided to finally put the social media on slow-mo to start my next book.  No more distractions!  (That means you Facebook, Twitter, and Goodreads!)  My plan is to get into the habit of staring at a blank word document without having my mind wander.  I won’t quit the social media completely cold turkey…I’ll dedicate some time here and there for emails and promotions and such…but the rest of my free time will be spent writing.  (Or staring at a blank word document).  And now that I’ve told you all my plan, I have to stick to it!

The Fine Line is LIVE!!!

A few days ago, I found out that it takes 5-7 business days after clicking “publish” for a paperback to become available for readers to purchase.  I learned this from a direct email from a Createspace Rep.  Since I wanted to make it available on the release date: Dec. 10th, I clicked “publish” last night.

The paperback was already available when I checked at 4:30am this morning!  (Yeah, it was early…Sleep is over-rated).  This led me to click “publish” on Smashwords and Amazon for Kindle.  If you’d like to purchase the book now…you can!  Click below to order.

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Cover Reveal!!!

I am so incredibly excited to finally show you the cover of my debut novel, “The Fine Line.”  Mayhem Cover Creations did such an amazing job designing it!  I cried happy tears the first time I saw it…

I will have my manuscript back from my editor by the end of the month.  The expected release date is December 10th, which should give me enough time to approve the edits, do any necessary rewrites, and fine-tune it.  I plan on self-publishing through smashwords, which now has a pre-order feature.  I will keep you posted on when it will be available for pre-order.

The Fine Line

Blurb:

Liv Evans has one rule: No attachments.  She’s lost enough in her life and has vowed to do whatever it takes to make sure she never again feels the emptiness of losing someone she loves.  Boys are a fun distraction, but a serious relationship is something she’d rather live without.  Her determination for a future free of pain and heartbreak is put to the test when she meets–and quickly forms an unexpected bond–with Logan Tanner.

Logan has always been a free spirit, but ever since a life-changing event took place, which left him doubting the integrity of those who are closest to him, he’s taken that term to a whole new dangerous level.  Learning the hard way that life is too short for worries or work–and that women can’t be trusted–Logan has exchanged steady work for street racing.  When Olivia Evans walks into his world, everything he thought he knew about life and women is challenged.

In The Fine Line, Liv and Logan will discover if it’s possible for true love to have a future, or if history is destined to repeat itself.

Bucket List

I’ve recently had another reminder that our time here is limited, which is why it’s SO incredibly important for each one of us to live each day to the fullest, the way WE want to live it.  That being said, I’ve thought a lot about what I want to have, be, or do before my time is up, and I’ve compiled a list of the top 5 things that I would like to accomplish in the next few years.  I’d love to hear YOUR goals!  Leave a comment below, or on Facebook or Twitter!

1.  (The Obvious) Write and Publish a book that readers will love.  This goal is currently in the works, and I am SO excited about it.  The book is written, and it’s currently in the editing process.  I should have the manuscript back in a couple of weeks, then I will be working very hard to review my editor’s feedback, approve the edits, and do any necessary rewrites based on her feedback.  I want more than anything for my book NOT to suck.  Which means I will be doing everything I can do to make it awesome!

2.  Drive a Racecar.  I like to drive fast.  In the summertime, when the windows are open at my house, I hear the zoom of the race cars from the Milwaukee Mile.  Someday, I WILL enjoy the Rusty Wallace Racing Experience!

3.  Spend more time with kids, husband, family, and friends.  Something happens when you become a parent.  You start to lose touch with friends, and everything you do is in support of your children.  Responsibilities build, and build, and build, until there is no room left for fun.  One thing that was mentioned time and time again, as I was studying how to write, is how incredibly important it is to “show” vs “tell” in your writing.  The same is true in life.  I’ve realized in the last year is that if I want my children grow up happy, I need to show them how.   And happiness for me, is having fun with my loved ones.  Like Ed Foreman says, “Life is for laughing, loving, and living! It’s not just for whining, worrying, and working!”

4.  Visit Europe.  This is something I’ve wanted to do for a very long time.  The history and culture over there is intriguing to me.  I don’t even really care which country I visit, to be quite honest, they’re all rich in history and culture.  I think this will be the most difficult of my goals to reach.

5.  Move into a different house.  Don’t get me wrong, I love my home, and I’m grateful to have a roof over my head.  It’s been home for 10 years, and it’s full of wonderful memories!  And honestly, I could live here forever if it means being able to spend money on fun experiences instead.  If/when I ever do move, I’ll probably cry from grief of losing my home.  Let’s just say, 2 bedrooms and 900 square feet can be quite cozy for a 4 person family sometimes, that’s all.  One good thing about a small home though…I know my kids business.  One bad thing…They know my business.

Something Worth Publishing

In my last post, I mentioned that as a new writer, I have not yet written anything worth publishing.

My mother quickly brought to my attention that I have, in fact, written something which has been published.

It was a 5th grade school assignment where we could write a paragraph about anything.

Like any good mother would, mine saved the original piece from the April 4th, 1989 edition of The Milwaukee Journal.  Here it is:

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Little did my poor Mother know at the time, that my need for “independence” would only increase as I hit my teenage years.  Let’s just say, I pushed my limits back then, crossed a line or two, and made some “interesting” choices, for the sake of having a little bit of independence.  Now, as I read this old article, all I think about is that my daughter is mini-me, I have been in this exact same situation with her several times, and from what I hear about Karma, I’ve got some “interesting” teenage years ahead of me!

Progress

When I started writing in April, I had no idea how long it would take me to write a novel.  I had no idea of the research and thought involved, no idea how much it would consume my thoughts, and no idea how nervous I would be to share it with people.

As a new writer, one who has never really written anything worth publishing, the time spent in researching how to actually write a novel (that people will want to read) took up just as much time as actually writing it!  Actually, more…

I find writing to be interesting, fun, and intriguing, and I am learning more and more about it every day.  Regardless of how successful this book is, I plan on continuing to write after this book is finished because I have truly found passion in it.  In fact, I already have a basic plot in mind for my next book!

With my kids spending this coming weekend with the Grandparents, my plan is to hopefully finish my debut novel by the end of the weekend.  I have given what I have written so far to a few key beta readers, and once I get their feedback, I will edit accordingly before sending it out for the final edit.

I am SO happy to say that my old high school friend, who is now a high school English teacher, has agreed to do the final edit!  Thank you so much Angela!

As far as publishing goes, I am still researching the best route for that, but I do know it will either be through Smashwords or Amazon.  Smashwords even has a new pre-order feature which is pretty awesome.

I feel so lucky to have such supportive family and friends and I can’t wait to share the book with you all!

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