Creating the Bridge Across the Ocean Website, Part I Book marketing is tough. Authors are skilled at writing books yet we’re now saddled with managing the entire process, from ideation to fulfillment and beyond. While word of mouth remains (IMO) the most effective way to market a book, there are some other good if not […]
A reminiscence about my late father, whose birthday is April 2nd. Braking to a stop, I snapped out of my pedals and dropped both feet to the ground. Rivulets of sweat poured from underneath my helmet, soaking the sweatband, puddling around my ears and sunglasses. It was three o’clock in the afternoon. The day was […]
A Day in the Examined Life of an Author and Tech Guy Over the past 24 hours I’ve had several notable events happen. First, a business colleague complimented my Bridge Across the Ocean website, so I gave him a copy of the book. He’s a cyclist, too, so is eager to read my novel. Then […]
Being a Recounting of My Cycling Adventure Today This morning, about 240 people arrived at the Titusville, Florida, Chamber of Commerce Welcome Center parking lot for “Ride it Down,” a community bicycling event. I’ve eagerly looked forward to this day, first because I love riding my bike and second because I get to ride with […]
Dear Family and Friends, I intentionally delayed posting last Saturday in order to wish you a Happy Valentine’s Day, by way of sharing the post I made on Fictional Cafe today. I hope you enjoy the three distinctive perspectives on V-Day, presented by Wiam Najjar, Bob Pope, and The 2000 Man. (pssst: if you can […]
The Risks Authors Take, Part Deux, in which we discuss who’s having the most fun publishing books A pack of huskies willingly pull their master’s sled through the snow, knowing they must work as a team to manage the task, aware there is a lead dog that they pull behind. They need the lead dog, […]
Thoughts on the risks and rewards of writing novels I want to express a few more thoughts about Alasdair Gray’s novel, Lanark, which I reviewed here two weeks ago. Reflecting, I felt I was a wee bit abrasive, even dismissive, of a novel a fellow writer spent thirty years at work on. I spent twelve […]