Great Review for TFR
Thanks to all of you who joined in on my COVID book launch for The French Revelation! It was a great success. I read this statement somewhere along the way, which I use to sign some books: Every reader is an author’s best friend. That is the truth! Without readers, where would authors be? I appreciate your participation in the launch. If you missed the 99 cent special, the eBook is still only $3.99. Since I just received a 5-star review from Readers’ Favorites you may want to try it. I’m going to post their review later today. Thanks again! Gerri
COVER REVEAL
I have heard that most writers are introverts. Many people believe introverts are quiet, shy, non-social. But the true difference between introverts and extroverts is how we get our energy. Extroverts gain energy from others. They go to a party, come home stimulated, and wide awake. An introvert goes to a party, uses their learned social skills, and nearly falls asleep on the way home. Introverts need time alone to keep their energy level up. Thus, sitting alone at a computer, making up stories fits an introvert just fine. Thus, being sequestered by this awful virus, a writer suffers less.
During all this free time, I have worked with a designer on a new cover for my romantic suspense novel, A Marriage to Die For. In my marketing classes, I found my wonderful previous cover wasn’t similar to other novels in my genre. We are helpless conformists. I love the book’s new cover because I can see Livia, my kitty/muse, in the cat carrier. And the woman running is more in line with my story.
In honor of the new cover, I am giving the eBook away for free for five days. So, if you haven’t read it, hop onto Amazon and get the free eBook. The promotion runs from:
APRIL 1, 2020 to APRIL 5, 2020
You would be a FOOL to miss it starting on April Fool’s Day!
Here comes the begging part. Please review the book. Do an honest review. It’s easy, peasy! Go back on Amazon, search for A Marriage to Die For, click on it, which will bring you to the book’s page. Scroll all the way down to CUSTOMER REVIEWS on the left. Below the stars ratings is a gray button which says: WRITE A CUSTOMER REVIEW. Click it! I would truly appreciate it!
Be an introvert. Stay home. Stay safe!
Novel-T Ideas
I am not going to blog about the virus. There is a plethora of information about the pandemic available. But I do have some suggestions on how to deal with cabin fever.
How about growing in your bangs? You would give up the process when your bangs became as long as your nose if you had social engagements or even errands to do. You would stick in a clip to hold the hair back, but you would know you look like a five-year-old. You might even give up and hack the bangs off. But now you have weeks to grow those bangs to a manageable length in total privacy.
You could scrub out the grout between the tiles on your kitchen floor. I suggest you lay a rug after so that you don’t have to do this chore again for a while.
Take the money you save on the makeup you’re not wearing (this for women – mostly), and purchase chocolate, dark chocolate, online. It’s necessary to keep your serotonin level high enough to maintain a good attitude for those in the cabin with you.
Use that new gadget you bought months ago to dust your Venetian blinds. Oh, that was me. I’ll let you know how it works. It looks like a duckbill with fuzzy lining.
Take some time to write old fashioned letters. The ones for which you use paper and envelopes and stamps. Send one to Trader Joe’s and beg them to open a store in your area. Change a few lines and send the same to COSTCO. Or the Cheesecake Factory.
Remember how you say all the time that you don’t have time to read? Fill up your Kindle or Tablet with good books. Mine preferably. Or listen to audiobooks while you paint the ceilings. Or scrub the grout. Or dust the blinds.
Most of all. Stay safe. Stay well. This will pass. Rainbows will be back!
The Secret Violence
I had two poignant experiences when I began writing A Marriage to Die For several years ago. I was in a writing group at my local library. We exchanged pages of our manuscript for critique. On the way out of the library, after the group read my pages of AMTDF, a man wordlessly handed me a sheet of paper. He had written me a poem called, Even Though She Didn’t Know, She Wrote. The gist of the poem was the deep pain of his own experiences as a battered husband. I was shocked.
The second incident came later. A person I had met at a different writer’s group sent me an email about a death of a woman in Provincetown, whose killer was never identified. (at least, at that time). Someone anonymously wrote a poem about her death and posted copies all over town.
Here it is:
THE UNDEFENDED VICTIM
For me, no gavel hammers
The scales were never weighed
My crime was that of a Victim,
My life was the price I paid.
And when my life was taken,
Why weren’t my rights read?
And the statement “Overruled”
When they pronounced me dead?
I’ll never hear my rights
Nor take the witness stand
No attorneys to defend me,
My fate was in a killer’s hand.
But oh, that I could take the stand
If they could witness my last breath,
Could they live with the terror
That I want through in death?
If they could hear my pleading cries
And see the hatred in that face,
At last, we would know,
The scales had been balanced in this case.
If I could, I’d tell the jury
Exactly how it was.
The fear and the pain that I went through
Struck down without a cause.
I have had other encounters since the book was published. My editor wrote:
“Gerri LeClerc shines a spotlight on a silent but deadly epidemic in our suburbs and townhouses all over our nation.”
I can only hope this novel encourages any person in an abuse situation to seek help.
Writing is Good for You
You may remember my Yellow Dress blog. I took quite a sabbatical to regroup after my sister left us. But now I can laugh again about our times together. I am becoming active in the writing world again, currently in the process of revising a book called, The French Revelation.
As part of this renewal intended to regenerate my creativity, I recently attended a class. The instructor told us she was compressing a semester on writing into a two-hour session. She told us to think of it as a mammogram. (I’m assuming most of my readers are women, and that you all groaned just hearing the word.) The class, even the men in the group, laughed out loud at her joke.
Then today, I was compressed! Three or four women at a time came in and went out of our little waiting room. All of us wearing soft pink tops. It occurred to me that this was an opportunity to study humanity for my writing. I put my book down and began to watch. Posture. Facial expressions. Gait. Anonymity attempts. I engaged in conversation with one woman. I noticed her accent, her curly, silver hair, the size of her purse.
And then it came to me. I am back! And every word I write or revise makes me happy.