So yesterday I started a small press, Wonderland Press. In the age of e-publishing, this is fairly easy to do, although my head is spinning with the worry that I’m forgetting something, or that what I do with it will be less than optimal. I keep finding reasons to get up and run off…like just […]
I’m planning on having four “seasons” per year for planning purposes: Spring Fever (February to April) Farmer’s Market (May to July) Harvest (August to October) Holiday Festival (November to January) Note: These seasons are based on my eating habits. My food cravings flip-flip in time with the sun. There will also be one short story
Here’s the plan: I write the books, I publish the books, I sell the books. At this point, any other names in the Wonderland Press catalogue are me. Why use pen names if I’m going to tell you that I’m using them? Think of them as a heads-up. If you buy DeAnna Knippling, you’re going
I have returned. I’m not sure what else to say. Other than IT WAS SO @#$%^&* GREAT OH MY GOD GUYS YOU WOULDN’T BELIEVE IT!!! SQUEEE!!11!!!11!! We wrote six proposals for six new novels. And back-cover blurbs, elevator pitches, and taglines. And query letters. And bookstore marketing letters. We learned the history of publishing (a
All, I’m out of town for the week at a workshop. I thought I would have more time and inclination to blog, but I don’t, so I’ll be back next Monday unless something changes.
So I tried the thing I talked about the other day, where I tried to make a story out of the first few ideas I came across. I went over to BoingBoing and ended up with: Low serotonin levels make mice more bisexual and Japan Crisis: What’s next for nuclear energy in the U.S.? Which
Amanda Hocking seems to be trying to get a book deal from a traditional publisher, despite the fact that she’s making boatloads of money selling her books independently. Barry Eisler turned down a $500K traditional deal to publish independently. Who’s right? Who’s an idiot? Who is completely letting down the publishing community? Who is going to
I’m almost done with Ray’s book, and for some reason this morning when I woke up (after a strange dream about DC being on an island, paying museum admission with heart-shaped silver dollars, and Ray falling asleep as soon as we got there), I knew I had to figure out right away what I was
I had another night full of nightmares about going out of business. People have tried to give me good advice on the writing business. I’ve listened, but I’ve made the mistakes anyway. There are some lessons you can only learn by living through them, I think; those lessons vary from person to person, but these
Over the course of the last few days, I’ve been trying to download more books to my Nook, in preparation of going on a trip. One of the books that I’ve been meaning to read is Christopher Moore’s Lamb, which has been repeatedly recommended to me. I decided to buy an ebook copy of the
