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March 26, 2016
Provocation Free...one day only!
If you haven't met Ryker and Grace...now is a good time! My book Provocation will be free on Amazon Kindle! March 27th
http://amzn.com/B00LDCI434
http://amzn.com/B00LDCI434
January 16, 2016
Authors Helping Authors
When you make the decision to become a writer, it is never for the money. To even consider that would doom you from the start. Writing is hard tedious work. Establishing yourself can take years. And if you don’t have a thick skin? Well, writing is not for you. Not everyone is going to be on your side. Not everyone is going to love the tale you have to tell. (oh, but when you find those that do!)
You become a writer because everything in you says, “I must tell my stories! I must get these thoughts that constantly haunt my brain onto paper!” At least…this is my truth. And as tedious, time consuming, and heart breaking writing is…it is the most rewarding thing I have ever done. Well worth it, so this is not to discourage.
Not many will understand you. Writers are different creatures. We live in our thoughts and we know our characters personally. It can be lonely sometimes. And its okay, we don’t need to be understood…we just need to be heard. (and we most definitely want you to love our characters…they are our friends)
In being out there on our own who better to understand than other authors? This was my inspiration today. The writing community is a living breathing entity. It is unlike any other community I have ever been a part of. Sure, there is some competition…there has to be! But in big part, it is a community that wants to see the other succeed. This has been my experience.
We write different genres, live different lives, reside in different states/countries/time zones, but one thing remains constant; we know what the other author feels because it is always the same. ANXIETY, VULNERABILITY, HOPE, DETERMINATION, and when we succeed? RELIEF, JOY, APPRECIATED.
I have many author friends that I have learned to lean on. This is not so that they can do my job, but so that I can depend on them for their encouragement. It is vital to remain positive and that encouragement keeps me going. I hope that my encouragement keeps them going, too. I find fulfillment in the success of my friends. I know I’m not the only one.
We’re not in a race. Writing is an art and all art should be preserved.
Speaking of author friends…my friend Sarah Noffke and I are both up for Trailer of the Year on a group we belong to Book Trailers-Check Them Out. Its funny because even if we are both up for the honor, we find ourselves cheering for each other. I love that! Where else can you find that? Mrs. Noffke has been responsible for encouraging me on many occasions.
VOTE HERE https://www.goodreads.com/poll/list/1...
I am thankful for her. I am also thankful for many others. If you check my page, you will see there are links to the pages of other author friends who have inspired, helped, and befriended me. I am really a lucky girl.
You become a writer because everything in you says, “I must tell my stories! I must get these thoughts that constantly haunt my brain onto paper!” At least…this is my truth. And as tedious, time consuming, and heart breaking writing is…it is the most rewarding thing I have ever done. Well worth it, so this is not to discourage.
Not many will understand you. Writers are different creatures. We live in our thoughts and we know our characters personally. It can be lonely sometimes. And its okay, we don’t need to be understood…we just need to be heard. (and we most definitely want you to love our characters…they are our friends)
In being out there on our own who better to understand than other authors? This was my inspiration today. The writing community is a living breathing entity. It is unlike any other community I have ever been a part of. Sure, there is some competition…there has to be! But in big part, it is a community that wants to see the other succeed. This has been my experience.
We write different genres, live different lives, reside in different states/countries/time zones, but one thing remains constant; we know what the other author feels because it is always the same. ANXIETY, VULNERABILITY, HOPE, DETERMINATION, and when we succeed? RELIEF, JOY, APPRECIATED.
I have many author friends that I have learned to lean on. This is not so that they can do my job, but so that I can depend on them for their encouragement. It is vital to remain positive and that encouragement keeps me going. I hope that my encouragement keeps them going, too. I find fulfillment in the success of my friends. I know I’m not the only one.
We’re not in a race. Writing is an art and all art should be preserved.
Speaking of author friends…my friend Sarah Noffke and I are both up for Trailer of the Year on a group we belong to Book Trailers-Check Them Out. Its funny because even if we are both up for the honor, we find ourselves cheering for each other. I love that! Where else can you find that? Mrs. Noffke has been responsible for encouraging me on many occasions.
VOTE HERE https://www.goodreads.com/poll/list/1...
I am thankful for her. I am also thankful for many others. If you check my page, you will see there are links to the pages of other author friends who have inspired, helped, and befriended me. I am really a lucky girl.
January 6, 2016
Enter the Wardrobe
I often have vivid dreams...I most of the time remember them. Some are just from a woman with a brightly colored imagination *raises hand* but I never discount my dreams. It's the only time you can't hide anything...even from yourself. It is your mind uncensored.
Last night I dreamt about my old intermediate school (5th and 6th grade) and this dream caused me to remember someone I hadn't thought about for a long time. It was my English/Literature teacher Mr. Harvey. I was witness again of the big glasses, the "mustache", and his happy countenance. More importantly, I remembered what he did for me.
My family was not rich or well-off...we were not even "comfortable". We were poor, but we were always thankful. I think Mr. Harvey knew that and he always treated me kindly. (PLUS...reading was always a joy of mine and I was most happy in this class!) I confided in him that I wanted my very own library and that one day I hoped to be rich enough to do so.
I remembered the day he asked me to stay a minute after class. All the other kids thought I was in trouble. I wasn't sure what I had done.
When the room had cleared, he handed me a book. He said it was one of his favorites and he wanted me to read it, but I had to care for it and bring it back when I was done. He wanted to know what I thought of it. It was a copy of "The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe" by C.S. Lewis. I remember thinking, "A witch? I don't wanna read about a witch!!" But I took it gratefully. (it was a book after all)
I went home that day and immediately started reading...NO...DEVOURING it. I stayed up late (turning the lights back on after mom went to bed) reading it. I wanted to live inside this book. I wanted to see Aslan...I wanted to visit Narnia! I was opened up to my very first epic adventure.
I returned Mr. Harvey's magical book the next day and we talked about it. He filled me in on a few little things I had missed, and then...he handed me the next book in the series. I think I might have cried. And it went on like this until I had read them all. (and then read them again)
This little gesture of kindness led me to my next reading adventure..."The Lord of the Rings" by Mr. J.R.R. Tolkein. (Hobbit and The Silmarillion as well)
I had been a reader before, but with just a little guidance, I was an addict! My mom read to me as a child (Tom Sawyer...Laura Ingalls Wilder) and my grandma fueled my reading addiction by buying me dozens of books over the years, but Mr. Harvey showed me a whole new world of reading.
Why did one dream bring all of this out? My dream was this...I returned to Brookwood Intermediate to become a teacher, and they thought I would be a fine fit in the English/Literature department. Thanks, Mr Harvey.
Last night I dreamt about my old intermediate school (5th and 6th grade) and this dream caused me to remember someone I hadn't thought about for a long time. It was my English/Literature teacher Mr. Harvey. I was witness again of the big glasses, the "mustache", and his happy countenance. More importantly, I remembered what he did for me.
My family was not rich or well-off...we were not even "comfortable". We were poor, but we were always thankful. I think Mr. Harvey knew that and he always treated me kindly. (PLUS...reading was always a joy of mine and I was most happy in this class!) I confided in him that I wanted my very own library and that one day I hoped to be rich enough to do so.
I remembered the day he asked me to stay a minute after class. All the other kids thought I was in trouble. I wasn't sure what I had done.
When the room had cleared, he handed me a book. He said it was one of his favorites and he wanted me to read it, but I had to care for it and bring it back when I was done. He wanted to know what I thought of it. It was a copy of "The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe" by C.S. Lewis. I remember thinking, "A witch? I don't wanna read about a witch!!" But I took it gratefully. (it was a book after all)
I went home that day and immediately started reading...NO...DEVOURING it. I stayed up late (turning the lights back on after mom went to bed) reading it. I wanted to live inside this book. I wanted to see Aslan...I wanted to visit Narnia! I was opened up to my very first epic adventure.
I returned Mr. Harvey's magical book the next day and we talked about it. He filled me in on a few little things I had missed, and then...he handed me the next book in the series. I think I might have cried. And it went on like this until I had read them all. (and then read them again)
This little gesture of kindness led me to my next reading adventure..."The Lord of the Rings" by Mr. J.R.R. Tolkein. (Hobbit and The Silmarillion as well)
I had been a reader before, but with just a little guidance, I was an addict! My mom read to me as a child (Tom Sawyer...Laura Ingalls Wilder) and my grandma fueled my reading addiction by buying me dozens of books over the years, but Mr. Harvey showed me a whole new world of reading.
Why did one dream bring all of this out? My dream was this...I returned to Brookwood Intermediate to become a teacher, and they thought I would be a fine fit in the English/Literature department. Thanks, Mr Harvey.
December 21, 2015
Holiday Book Sale
Christmas is almost here! So my gift will be to mark my books...
More Than Scars
and Provocation
down to .99 each. The sale will start Christmas Eve and last until the final day of the year! Take advantage....and Merry Christmas!
http://amzn.com/B00L9RXXTI
http://amzn.com/B00LDCI434
October 30, 2015
More Than Scars in paperback (and revised trailer)
My book More Than Scars is now available in paperback! (http://amzn.com/1518662838) This is very exciting for me. It is wonderful to have a book published electronically...but holding a physical copy in your hand? No better feeling!
I had previously had a trailer for MTS but decided to revise and I think it turned out beautifully. To see the new trailer click on this link --> https://youtu.be/Kv8MFnWR2dY
or go to https://www.goodreads.com/videos/9246...
Very thankful for all the support and love!
Sincerely,
Sarah Brocious
