FINALLY!!!
I received the wonderful email this weekend that my book is in print!!
PRINT!
I can hold it and shelve it and do book signings with cool raffle baskets filled with Monks Mead, Coventry Candles and Crescent Mountain Soaps!
FYI: All the links to those businesses are on my Events & Links page.
I will set up a schedule as soon as I hear back from one of the store owners. I am scheduling one at a time since I don't know how many books I will need for each signing.
I plan on visiting Indie book stores and libraries in the area - Athens/Atlanta and even South Carolina if they'll take me :)
Here is the link to my publisher to buy the book in print directly. You can buy it at Amazon, too.
http://champagnebooks.com/store/index.php?id_product=640&controller=product
Photo Challenge:
I'm late. I know that but this weekend was busy, give me a break!
Here is the list of what I have done and need to fill in:
The Photo Challenge
Day 1: Self Portrait Done
Day 2: Rule of Thirds Done
Day 3: Black & White Done
Day 4: Texture Done
Day 5: High Angle I am saving this for next week
Day 6: Low Angle TODAY!
Day 7: Silhouette
Day 8: Sunset
Day 9: Bokeh Done
SO here is my Low Angle. It was taken in Conyers, GA on a cool little street that resembled New Orleans. I really liked the color of the building and the way the fan looked when I was looking up.
Parched, I was. Damn fan wouldn't turn. None of them would. My horse was teetering on the edge of dead and I was somewhere between here and gone. Stupid bright paint didn't hide the filth of this lonely town. Oh sure there were plenty of men to keep you warm at night, but they were gone at dawn. Hungover and mooching beignets from the birds tittering in the streets. The only water in this town they used to wash the night's torrid stench from. Didn't matter that none of us had any fresh to drink. We drank rum instead, made it easier to deal with the loss. I parked the carriage on the side of the street and bartered for a Hurricane. It would cost me a few minutes in the dark alley with what one could loosely call a 'gentleman', but at least it would numb the pain.
I received the wonderful email this weekend that my book is in print!!
PRINT!
I can hold it and shelve it and do book signings with cool raffle baskets filled with Monks Mead, Coventry Candles and Crescent Mountain Soaps!
FYI: All the links to those businesses are on my Events & Links page.
I will set up a schedule as soon as I hear back from one of the store owners. I am scheduling one at a time since I don't know how many books I will need for each signing.
I plan on visiting Indie book stores and libraries in the area - Athens/Atlanta and even South Carolina if they'll take me :)
Here is the link to my publisher to buy the book in print directly. You can buy it at Amazon, too.
http://champagnebooks.com/store/index.php?id_product=640&controller=product
Photo Challenge:
I'm late. I know that but this weekend was busy, give me a break!
Here is the list of what I have done and need to fill in:
The Photo Challenge
Day 1: Self Portrait Done
Day 2: Rule of Thirds Done
Day 3: Black & White Done
Day 4: Texture Done
Day 5: High Angle I am saving this for next week
Day 6: Low Angle TODAY!
Day 7: Silhouette
Day 8: Sunset
Day 9: Bokeh Done
SO here is my Low Angle. It was taken in Conyers, GA on a cool little street that resembled New Orleans. I really liked the color of the building and the way the fan looked when I was looking up.
Parched, I was. Damn fan wouldn't turn. None of them would. My horse was teetering on the edge of dead and I was somewhere between here and gone. Stupid bright paint didn't hide the filth of this lonely town. Oh sure there were plenty of men to keep you warm at night, but they were gone at dawn. Hungover and mooching beignets from the birds tittering in the streets. The only water in this town they used to wash the night's torrid stench from. Didn't matter that none of us had any fresh to drink. We drank rum instead, made it easier to deal with the loss. I parked the carriage on the side of the street and bartered for a Hurricane. It would cost me a few minutes in the dark alley with what one could loosely call a 'gentleman', but at least it would numb the pain.