Writing my little black heart out

I spent a large part of the day writing promotional posts for Will O' the Wisp. I want them all ready before hiring the blog tour organizer. I have six finished, but would like to have about ten. I only intend to try a one week push, but it's nice to have a spare. I still haven't written a character bio, or a Muse interview. Those should be pretty easy.

I sent out individual emails to everyone that got an advanced reading copy of the book. All the feedback I've received so far has been encouraging, and this was just a heads up that I intend to push the publish button next weekend. This way if they are going to post a review they have time to write it. My intention was to be as polite as possible to those who helped me. I sent these emails one at a time, because I never share email addresses without permission.

Note to self: send them the link where they can post a review after the book goes live. Make it easy for them.

The rest of the time was spent at my son's house. He smoked a tri-tip and invited us to dinner. The food and company were wonderful. He even bought me a nice Alaskan smoked Porter to wash it down with. My daughter-in-law made a wonderful apple dumpling dessert too.

I feel like I should have gotten more accomplished. It's just too hard to give up family time, and I won't do it. We even made plans to go fishing the next time he gets time off. I probably won't accomplish much then either. Spending time with them is important. It's good for me too.

When we got home, I downloaded Turbo Tax. It's going to be ugly, but I have to get it done sooner or later. It's in the other room, snarling at me on my Mac.

Tomorrow is all about calling my parents first thing. I may manage some more promotional posts. My critique group work has to get done too. I also have fruit trees to prune. My son already hit me up for the branches. They are good in his smoker.

If it all goes really well, I may start a short story about a biplane. Somehow, I doubt I'll get that far.


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15 responses to “Writing my little black heart out

  1. Well, as they say, “The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry…” I’m glad you had some good quality time with your family. Don’t worry about the work… It’ll still be there when you get back. πŸ™‚


  2. Sounds like a smokin’ time, Craig! I always feel I should have done more, meanwhile everyone’s asking me how I manage to do so much. Truth be told – I’m a terrible housewife ;-). Family and creativity are far more important! πŸ™‚


  3. Ali Isaac

    You gotta have a life too! Sounds like you had a fun time, and you need that. Btw what is a tri-tip???

    I got your email and have scheduled in my review. Just so you know, because I seem to be missing some emails. Maybe my inbox is just too busy. Or maybe there’s gremlins in my technology causing havoc. Or perhaps I should say leprachauns, it being Ireland and *that* time of year…


  4. Time with family is so enjoyable. I’m glad you had some time to kick back and relax. Something on the blog tours I thought I’d mention….not sure what company you’re using, but sometimes the hosting blog wants you to answer Q&As rather than doing a guest post. On the tour I have going on right now, 80% of the requests were for Q&As.

    For my next release in June, I’m going to knock out several guest posts in advance. Always smart to do.

    Finally, got your email and my review is ready to go. I’ll want to host a cover reveal, too. I shoot you an email about that.


  5. There are plenty of things that can compete with family time, but few are worth the sacrifice! Well done for keeping your priorities in order. Family is such a gift. πŸ™‚ Mother Hen


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