Seriously what do you read? I’ve been doing some research, looking at what seems to be the most popular for women, and what seems to come up is, Ok I’ll say it, ridiculous.
The books listed on the web that women should read have something to do with being women. Be it about being a mother, the inner thoughts of a woman, the dark thoughts of a woman, the issues that women face of other races, losing a partner, or just being a woman.
Do we read other things? Of course, we do. The problem is we tend to be static in our reading. What fascinates me are grown women who will pick up books intended for a much younger group. The reason for this mostly is that we don’t think there are books out there for women our age. Most women don’t like horror, science fiction, or gruesome far, or at least that’s what we’re led to believe. There are also few women who write in those genres because again we’re led to believe women just aren’t into that sort of thing.
Ladies I can tell you that I know a few female authors who can scare the pants of you, and you won’t find one vampire, werewolf, or zombie in the bunch. Try D. K. Mason, that’s one crazy lady when it comes to writing and she takes no prisoners. Kenya Moss-Dyme reaches across many genres and she damn good, and that includes her horror stories. There’s one young lady working on a book that when finished will take the gore and creepy level beyond anything a man has ever done. I know I wouldn’t spend the night in the same house with her. Love her to death but she scares the crap out of me.
Don’t get me wrong, it isn’t just the horror genre that’s taking a hit when it come to women who write, especially independent authors. There are women who do romance, erotic, and fantasy who are being held back because they’re women and independent.
I know women read, but generally when I hear someone talk about what the ladies are reading it comes back to a few certain books and that about it. I know differently, but no one talks about much of the other authors and their books which doesn’t help them. How many of you who are reading this have recommended me to someone else, if you liked it? What about Jane Doe, author, that did that awesome book about those two people falling in love? Did you recommend her to a friend?
Writing has been dominated by men for centuries, yet some of the greatest classics were written by women. Remember Jane Eyre, Pride and Prejudice, Frankenstein, and others too numerous to mention? One of the greatest fantasy/science fiction authors of all times was Anne McCaffrey. How many of you have heard of her? How many of you have read her? I bet you know who J. R. R. Tolkien is though?
Do you realize a woman using her whole name is more often than not a nail in the coffin of her writing career? The next time you pick up a book with the initials of the author in front of the last name check out to see if it is a man or a woman. There’s one in particular I could mention, but I won’t, and yes, I have read the entire series and loved it.
For those of you guys who have bothered to read this, you think about it too. I get that you might not be interested in a romance novel, at least you won’t admit it out loud, but the mind of a woman can be just as dark and scary as any man. Actually, in some cases, I think we can be darker. Don’t believe me? I tell you what. Si9t down with your partner and ask her if for some reason she were going to knock you off, how would she do it? The first response you’ll probably get is; what the hell is wrong with you but watch her expression. She’s thinking about it right at that moment. Even if she’s never considered it before I promise she’s thinking about it now. ‘How would I knock him off?’ Don’t be surprised if she come back to you in a couple of days and give you an answer. Whether or not it will be a good one, you’ll have to wait and see. If she doesn’t come back with an answer, you might should get a little worried. I’ve got several stories where the wife knocks off the husband, no I’m not considering knocking mine off. He’s my greatest muse, and I happen to honestly love the man. Go figure. Have you read the story about him almost giving me a heart attack? I promise that’s not the only time. Wait, maybe I should be worried.
Anyway ladies, if you do find a relatively unknown writer that you like, female or male, spread the word. Guys as least do it for the guys, since it’s not likely that you’ll admit you read something by a woman. Yes William, my dear sweet man, I know you are an exception to the rule.
I got this idea to use some of my short stories as a way to reach readers on Smashwords and am thinking about taking it to Amazon.
The point in this is to also introduce new readers to my novels. I don’t know if it will work but the short stories are being downloaded by people so at least they are looking at them. I have to assume that since more than one is being down-loaded they must be reading some of them. I’m also not only on the featured new release list in horror but have knocked the person who has been holding it for some time out of the first-place spot. Go me. I would also like to say I’m sorry to the person who now is holding second but, to be honest, I can’t.
I have listed all these shorts with an excerpt from my novels hoping this will pull new readers to my novels, I hate using that word novel, but in this case it’s a must.
I hope those of you who have read some of my work will take a look at these new uploads on Smashwords and download them. Some of you may have read a few but regardless you should check out Clean Revenge. You won’t know whether to be creeped out or amused I promise.
So, come on and help me out and down load these free little gems, seven in total now, and help me grow my standing as an author.
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Recently I wrote something about making choices. Little did I know that I would be facing one of the biggest choices, or decisions if you want to put it that way, than I am now. We’re talking on a scale of one through ten this is a hundred. Yeah, that big.
You all know I’m a writer. That’s what I do. I recently offered a little help with a movie and OK it wasn’t no big deal. I did it, I don’t have any regrets, it’s all good.
Then someone did something way outside my comfort zone. I won’t mention names here or amounts, but someone offered me a nice little sum to turn one of my books into a movie. Yes, you read that right, a movie.
To be honest with you I really just didn’t see it being feasible. The kind of money you need to make a movie is high, then you have a writer who can only be known as unknown pretty much. Why the hell would anyone want to go see a movie written by someone they haven’t of heard from Adam. I then realized that people do it all the time. Someone comes up with an idea, writes a script, and bang you have a movie that people go see. To me it makes more sense to read the book or at least heard of a book before you invest your time in seeing a movie from some unknown person or persons.
I decided to ask someone with experience with this sort of thing, making movies that is, and all of a sudden, he’s giving me all kinds of reason why I should and ways to do it. What do I do? I would love it if I got more comments about what I write on my website, but this is one time when you guys could really help me out. What do you think I should do? Should I pursue this or not?
This also isn’t a matter of someone trying to buy the movie rights to my books so I would have total control. It would still be mine with me having finale word on everything. We might be talking every writer’s dream, but I’m scared out of my wits. I write. That’s what I love to do. I’m not a movie maker and I know absolutely nothing about it. I write for me and hope others will see in it what I do, but when you make a movie it changes everything. There will be people depending on this movie doing good and if it doesn’t no matter who is at fault for that I feel that it comes back on me.
So, come on people leave a comment and let me know what you think. It could go a long way to help me make up my mind.
We are all placed in a position where we have to make a choice. We weigh the pros and cons, the possible outcomes, whether or not we should do something. When it’s something small we take it in stride and if it turns out bad, we mark it up to a learning experience and move on. Then there are the bigger ones.
Those are different. We will roll them around in our minds for a lot longer and even after we finally decide on what action we will take, if any, we will second guess our decision. Yes, I have had to make several such decisions recently. It will take a few days if not weeks to know if I did the right thing with any of them. What they are isn’t important here, just the fact that I made these choices on some things that could have repercussions down the road.
Now I have to wait to see what happens. It’s not just a matter of deciding to do something but also not doing something. Either way, you will be asking yourself if you shouldn’t/should have done something. When you’re faced with anything like that it can eat at you.
Here’s the thing. Whatever you decide to do most of the time you can’t undo it. You’re going to have to accept what you did either way you go. Just remember, learn from what happens but also don’t let it keep you from making the same choice should you be faced with something similar in the future. Also remember, regardless of how great or bad your choice turns out to be, it doesn’t mean the next one will turn out the same way.
Always take the time to think things out and weigh the options. I seem to have been hit with several situations over the past few months that have required me to make hard choices. Also remember that little voice inside your head doesn’t always know what it’s talking about.
I went to the gym today. For most of you that’s not any big deal but the last time I was at a gym Dwight D. Eisenhower was still president. OK, that’s a bit of an exaggeration, but you get my drift. It’s been a while.
My daughter called me this morning and told me I was going, and she was picking me up. Evidently, I didn’t have a choice in this. To be honest I had been considering joining one anyway, but today hadn’t been the day I had planned to stick my toe in to that little puddle. Walking through the door I realized this wasn’t just some little body of water, but I had been dropped in the middle of an ocean and told to sink or swim. After an hour of intense bodily torture my daughter took pity on me and we left.
Understand something here, for a lady of my advanced years and lack of serious exercise I rocked it. I even managed to surprise my daughter. She’s an excellent trainer by the way. We did start out by what I’m assuming she considered baby steps. Bikes, rowing machines, things you push together with your legs, things you push apart with your legs, things you push out on with your arms, some crazy contraption you just kick out behind you, and a rope that never ends. At this point you would think I would have had enough. No. Then came the stretches. Yeah right. When you get to be my age your legs will only separate so far and then they’re done. I think I may have dislocated a hip joint.
I did find out I can still pull one leg up to my chest and lay face down on the floor with the other leg stretched out behind me without too much pain. Hey, I consider that a win on my part.
Gina has warned me that I will be sore as crap tomorrow and I have her permission to call her and say F. You. Believe me if I feel the need to do that, I won’t just be using the letter F.
The question is, will I go back? You bet your sweet patootie. I had a ball, pain and all. That is how I feel right now but I’m told I may have another opinion regarding that tomorrow. Oh well, I’m going back. I may take up body building. If I’m going to have lumps at my age they might as well be little balls of muscle and not flapping folds of sagging skin.
No, I haven’t taken it up but consider the latest picture. It’s a good thing I haven’t decided that is my new calling. Take a good look at the pole. It’s square. Leave it to me. I’m the only person I know who would grab a square pole. Get your mind out of the gutter William.
I mean there are all kinds of round poles in Memphis, but I grab a square one. A square one. I not only grabbed a square one, but what on earth possessed me to take up a pose that looks like I’m about to break out in a dance. And in those boots too.
I can just see it now. I go to wrap a leg around that damn thing to start a routine and I end up on my ass posthaste. No pun intended there. Not only that, I’m in all white or some variation of that light color. The ground around that location is still damp from all the rain we’ve had lately and if I had been lucky enough to land on the ground, I would have gotten up looking like I had messed in my britches. Like I said that was if I was lucky enough to land there.
If I had managed to hit the concrete, I’m sure I would have broken my tail bone at the very least. Have you ever broken your tailbone? I have. It hurts like hell and to do it twice…I don’t want to even think about it.
So, note to self. The next time I decide to rock an outfit remember to choose my location with a little more common sense. Hey snow may be coming our way. The only thing I would have to worry about there is a wet ass, I hope.
Honestly this isn’t a social issue, at least I don’t think it is. Then again, maybe it is.
I don’t know how many of you may have read the lovely little grim short story ‘The Steadfast Tin Soldier’ but if you have you know what I’m talking about when I say grim. It is tragic, sad, and I have to say gruesome. Yes gruesome. If you haven’t read it look it up and take the time to please read it.
This story was handed, in a shortened, although not to watered down, version to a group of second graders to read. First that something this complicated was handed to a bunch of small children to read was surprising to me. I don’t know about you, but the story isn’t something I would expect a second grader to be able to easily read. You add to this the fact that such a grim story was handed to a bunch of second graders blows my mind.
In the story you have a self-aware little toy soldier as well as a self-aware little ballet dancer who ultimately end up burning up in a fire. What the hell folks. The people I’ve talked to have found this a horrible thing to hand a small child. My husband is holding on to the fact that at least the children have no idea about what the story is saying, yes, he is one of the ones upset over it, but I say a lot of them do.
I know one of these children does have some idea of what the story is saying, she was burned as a child when she crawled across a floor heater and she remembers it. She also has a parent who is a first responder. She is also a very empathetic individual. I guarantee she had some idea of what the story was saying. These two self-aware toys ended in the fireplace being burned to ashes. What the hell?
What the teacher doesn’t know is that one of the students in her class has a parent who is really close with someone you don’t want to make mad when it comes to teaching because of what this person does. I’ll just say she is much higher on the food chain when it comes to education and she is pissed. Yes, she is going to pursue this.
Pay attention to what your children are being taught and that means being aware of what they are being handed as homework assignments. Our children are traumatized enough with just day to day life and the last thing they need is some teacher handing something to them that could cause them to have nightmares and or ending up making them hate to read. Mutilation, pain, and the total destruction in such a story isn’t something I would have handed one of my daughters at that age. I know things have changed over the years, but God help us if it has changed that much.
You want to hand them something that helps them understand people being handicapped, heroic, with different family grounds, or ethnic differences, great. I’m all for it. Handing them a story of something being viciously destroyed because of handicapped isn’t what I would consider appropriate for second grade students.
I’m a very small dot in the population maps of this country. Depending on the size of the map I won’t even show up. Well, let’s face it, I probably won’t show up on any map because I doubt that they even make one big enough for every person in this country to appear, even as a small dot.
I’m not a philosopher. I do not hold a doctorate in politics, religion, or social development. I’m not a wise old sage with all the answers to the universe. I’m just a people no different than any other single people. Yes, I know the correct word would be person, but I don’t want to use it here so deal with it, who is a little smarter than some and a little dumber than others.
I will on occasion express an opinion on something but that is rare and when I do, I’m smart enough to know that it means exactly squat. As a rule, I do try to stay away from anything that involves any of the for mentioned subjects.
The reason why I do this is simple. What the hell do I know? Yes, I do have an idea of what is going on in most of these subjects but not enough to think that what I say can and will make a difference. I get real tickled when you have well known people, such as actors, who seem to think they do have these answers and get up there in front of a camera and express their opinions and then I’m appalled when what might be normally intelligent people think they should follow these high profile individuals like they are the profits of some all knowing deity and they need to heed the calling.
Why? Why is it that someone who has money and has a face or body that is well known to most people is considered to be a leader?
It’s true, I don’t have a lot of money nor is my face, and at this stage in life I sincerely hope my body, are not well known. I write. That’s it, I write. I’m not a well-known writer, I wouldn’t mind it if I were, I think, but that’s it. I write what I hope, and been told, are scary stories and I’m told they are good. This does not mean I have any answers to anything.
Yes, I do have an opinion on all these things, but they are mine. Here’s the thing. I’m smart enough to know that no matter which side I lean toward, any personally opinion, my stand on any issue is going to be in opposition to about half the people in this country, even the world. If I want to sell my books why then would I want to alienate half the population? Does this mean I won’t stand up for what I believe in? You bet your sweet ass. I’m just not going to do that on social media and believe me sometimes that’s hard All that is going to result in someone coming back and saying something stupid, and they would, and allow them to piss me off. I see enough post on different social media sites to prove that point.
The nice thing about standing up for what you believe in, when you do it in person in a crowd, as an unknown individual you have a louder voice and that voice has more meaning than the lone individual. You are heard in unison with all the other voices and there is power in that, that has a meaning that goes beyond, because you were a major box office draw last week or on someone’s bestselling list.
Then you have the person sitting alone in their houses posting their opinions as if they are the wisest of them all. Seriously? You’re ever bit as small a dot as me and you think what you say sitting there in front of that little machine with access to the whole world, supposedly, through the internet and people are going to think you know more than all the rest of us. Get your head out of your ass, you don’t. What you usually do is open a caustic dialogue with you and one or more people going back and forth in a negative narrative. You end up with everyone involved angry and driving a bigger wedge between a bunch of people who don’t know one from the other. All you’ve accomplished is to make the gap between the two sides even bigger. When all is said and done, each person will go on their separate ways and your little post is forgotten. You are forgotten. That’s really sad because you might have made a friend that would have stood beside you no matter what you believed in. Oh well.
So now you know why I stay away from those subjects. I much rather build a friendship than start a mini war over a stupid post.
She was definitely a few pieces shy of a complete Erector Set.
"Nice equipment." said Alison.
"Don't I know it."
Would someone please make him stop excreting humanly body fluids?