Creating A Promotion Target List By Diane Craver

Creating A Promotion Target List By Diane Craver

Are you looking for new places to give promotion information on your latest release? I have several that I found helpful for press releases, promotional materials (bookmarks, pens, brochures with book excerpts, and other items), and media kits.

But…What If Somebody Steals My Book?!

I’m really in a muddle about epublishing because I can’t figure HOW it works. If I put my book online and someone wishes to buy it, how does that happen? I do understand there is no way to prevent people from burning my book on CD’s and selling them or giving them away. That’s the down side. But I don’t understand why people cannot just download the book to begin with. Please explain at your convenience.

Finding Freelance Work in My Own Backyard By Dianne Stevens

My own foray into freelance writing came quite by chance in 1973. I was in college studying art, and was looking for a part-time job on the weekends. I went to our local weekly newspaper, thinking they might need a graphic artist. They didn’t. What they did need was someone to be in the office Saturday mornings and if I could write, they also needed a freelance weekend reporter. I jumped at the chance to do both.

Do Non-fiction Books Need Agents?

Do you suggest getting an agent for nonfiction books? Or sending the book proposal directly to a publisher?

Jump Start Your Writing Career With This Little Secret By Sheron Donahue

I devoured every page of my favorite magazine – the one I dreamed of seeing my byline in. Since divorcing and entering a new, sizzling relationship, even the Dear Amy column intrigued me.
A reader asked, “How can I get my boyfriend to stop kissing me in public?”
The answer I read would change my writing career.

Thank Goodness I Felt Lazy Last Sunday!

When we heard Hurricane Bill was heading our way last week, and that we were supposed to get waves over 20 feet high, Ali (age 18) asked if she could drive to Bar Harbor with her boyfriend over the weekend to see them. I said, “The roads into Bar Harbor aren’t 20 feet high so you could get stuck there. No, you can’t go. In fact, you can’t go anywhere this weekend.” She didn’t argue, knowing that I was 18 once, too. There were plenty of times when I told my Mom I was going one place when, in fact, I was heading for the beach. (Sorry, Mom…)