If you’re wondering what to get your favorite reader, look no further! A Heart So Broken is available to order today! Happy shopping!
I’ve been having so much fun promoting this lovely little book here! A Heart So Broken is the perfect gift for the reader in your family! Come check it out here! Or here and get yourself a copy. There might even be copies still on the B&N shelves at the N. Rainbow store and just for fun – they’re already autographed! Go grab yours while they’re still around!
And this was just the other night when it was pouring rain for the second night in a row and I got to venture out to sign copies of A Heart So Broken at Barnes and Noble. I could have spent the whole night there. As it was, I was wandering around getting Christmas presents until the final call for “one minute until closing”. Other than curled up with a good book at home, there is no better place to be on a rainy night than in a book store.
So that’s what I’ve been up to. What do you do on rainy nights?
About a month before I had my baby, I was invited to be part of this amazing writing retreat that would whisk me away from my little hooligans for a full four days and plop me in the midst of writing heaven. There would be great food (always a must, right?), wonderful company, and plenty of devoted writing time.
For anyone who is nearing the end of their pregnancy, you know I jumped at the chance to be a part of this weekend. First of all, I needed somewhere to focus my attention. I hadn’t written in months! AND I couldn’t think of a better group of writers to hang out with.
While we were there, we did writing sprint competitions. Of course there was one queen of the sprints and I have to tell you, she truly motivated me to write like the wind. And write I did. Intent on finishing my Regency Romance, I wrote every day until completing it Saturday night! I was so thrilled! During the process, I kept running into blocks from my critical brain, asking me why in the world I thought I could write this, until one fellow author mentioned how she often has to remind herself that the first draft of anything is always less than stellar and in need of lots of TLC before it will become the polished beauty of a manuscript we’ll willingly let others read. How I needed to hear that! After working on revisions in one book or another, I’d forgotten how rough the first draft could be and how important it is to just keep writing and get the darn thing done so you can begin polishing it up.
Other faves of the weekend included my driving companion, Jessie Humphries. I loved talking to her and getting her perspective on the whole publishing world. Make sure you keep your eyes peeled for the first installment of her YA Thriller available through Amazon.com coming this May. I visited with another author who talked about the pros of self publishing through Amazon. I learned SO much and these ladies were absolutely willing to share their thoughts and tips to success and I just loved them for it.
Perhaps my favorite moment was one of the last nights when one cute lady was spinning tunes for us, another was dancing, and all the rest of us were enjoying a break from marathon writing with some great music. I could not have asked for a better weekend, or more successful one either.
Here is the little excerpt I posted on FB that comes from my just finished book:
“I wish…” he stopped himself and I shivered at the closeness of his voice. I dared not turn to him. I would not be able to resist pulling him back into my arms, no matter how disastrous the results. Instead I felt his fingers gliding over my hair and the deep sigh of his breath against my skin. Closing my eyes didn’t help for his face loomed beneath them.
“I could bear it all if only I knew I had not caused you pain.”
“Then you have not,” I said firmly, forcing my voice to be steady. “You did not hurt me, Gilbert. It is only inconvenient with the summer so close to an end. I will find someone else to answer my mother’s demands, that is all.”
I felt him step closer and desperately hoped he would pull me to him, that he would refute my despair and rescue me one more time from the darkness of this horrible day. But even as I hoped, I knew he could not and I could only struggle to hold back the tears when I heard him turn away.
(c) 11-2013 Christene Houston Rosewood
I’ll be polishing away until this little man of mine comes. When I get it into the hands of a great agent and publisher, I will let you know when to expect your copy.
I’ve been a part of some pretty amazing events of late, and I wanted to share with you. The Vegas Valley Book Festival is headed by a friend of mine, a kid I knew in High School who is making great things happen at the Historic 5th Street School, especially with this amazing Festival.
I first attended the Festival for the fun it afforded my kids. They walked through gathering all kinds of arts and crafts, picking up books, speaking to authors, hanging out with Clifford and Super Why. It was lots of fun for them. That was several years ago, and I can say this year I wished I’d brought my kids with me again! There was so much happening for the kids: hands on fun, characters walking around, and all kinds of awesomeness to keep their little bodies moving and exploring. To the organizers, I can’t say how I love seeing Las Vegas make kids a priority and this event is a definite win for families!
The next time I went to the Festival it was to sell my newly released book. I rented a little table in a quiet courtyard one little breezeway apart from the YA tents where things were hoppin’! There was a B&N tent there with sales ringing like crazy, a great big tent for YA authors to share in panels and all kinds of fun things happening. Needless to say, I was very grateful for my friends who came out and made my time at the table worth it. They made my day! But I knew next year, I needed to be on the other side with those amazing YA authors.
Thankfully, my HS friend pointed me in the right direction and introduced me to the queen of the YA portion of the Festival. Crystal has been a wonderful resource and friend ever since. I love working with her and each time we get together for various events, I learn more about this great little world of YA authors. I meet beautiful, talented people; I get to talk with librarians and educators, I get to sign and sell books, and always I feel happy to know more about this little lady who can sure get things done. Through Crystal’s help, I was able to be a part of the YA fun this year for the Festival.
I was on the schedule, I got to sit on a panel and share things about A Heart So Broken and answer questions about being an author. It was SO cool! I loved every minute! Later, they lined us up to sign books bought in that fabulous B&N tent. Mine were on sale next to other greats like Lindsey Leavitt and Tera Lynn Childs and I was thrilled to be rubbing shoulders with these amazing ladies and gentlemen.
This picture is of just of the YA authors who were in attendance. Can you believe it? Over 30 authors in attendance, some from as far as France! What a memorable day!
Next year, I’m sure VVBF will be bigger than ever. Mark your calendars, bring out the kids and your teens and plan to spend a great day in the wonderful Fall Las Vegas weather meeting authors, buying books and experiencing the fun of the Festival.
The kids are back in school.
My littlest is involved in preschool – a wonderful mess of coloring, fingerpaints and using scissors for the first time (well…officially. He’s already tried to cut hair around here, but we’re having selective memory loss on that one.)
The best part is a couple hours every day of delicious silence.
My belly is still swelling, making it harder to reach the keyboard, but I’m writing like no tomorrow. Gilbert and Amelia are thick into it and I can’t wait to see what happens to them. Check out my Facebook page for the latest teasers. They are tasty!
Summer has been delightful. I spent a handful of days in Phoenix, AZ visiting the book club of my dear friend Amanda, and spending every free moment thereafter swimming and playing and talking until it was way too late for sane people to be awake. There is something amazing about friendships that span time and miles as though you had only been together the day before. You walk into each others arms years apart and there is no change, only a constancy of affection, a deepening of understanding, a tenderness of spirits that cannot be faked or pretended.
As was my mode this summer, I forgot to take picture of the book club meeting. It was intimate and delightful. I spent a good two or three hours combing through A Heart So Broken with great questions from these lovely readers. We talked writing and letting go of criticism. We talked about our families and the importance of role models in writing for our young people. We TALKED. We ate homemade cinnamon rolls from heaven. We sipped a tasty concoction while we were talking and nibbling.
There is something truly amazing about getting people together to talk about books. I love being in the middle of it and feel truly privileged when my book is the center of attention. My favorite moment is answering a question that has been bugging someone and knowing that my answer brings them a sense of contentment.
Going out of town for Labor Day?
Driving or flying somewhere for a last hurrah to stretch out the warmth and delights of summer?
If you are, you definitely need something to read,
whether it is in the name of being a generous co-pilot (this one will keep you awake into the night as attested to by 80% of my readers who have reported back), or a reason to tune out the sweet but slightly annoying question from your backseat drivers “Are we there yet??”
You won’t be sorry.
You will be sleepless, but take it from one person who has been known to read late into the night to finish a book to another – it’s always worth it!
During the summer I’ve been reading like crazy. Part of my reading frenzy was inspired by my regency writing and I deemed it “research” to comb through delightful books by Sarah M. Eden and others. I joined up with the Summer Book Trek sponsored by New LDS Fiction and had a BLAST I tell you! For one thing, both my hard copy and e-books were snapped up by prize winners which give me all kinds of happy feelings. Plus I read some great books during that month, over a dozen, and got a PILE of free books to show for it on my nightstand.
I’ve been waiting for a certain book with anxious anticipation. This kind of sad-sighing-is-it-September-yet? kind of feeling whenever I reach for something to read. What book could inspire this note of longing? You guessed it: Blackmoore by Julianne Donaldson.
Have you preordered? (And while you’re there, don’t forget to order a copy of A Heart So Broken before you check out. You won’t be sorry!)
Are you in Salt Lake City, UT and able to go to her Launch Party on September 10th? If you are I have a secret feeling of envy. Just a tiny one, I assure you, which I will quickly overcome in the name of maturity. You can dress up, though I don’t own anything 1820-ish AND, you can get your book signed. *Sigh*. I may not be able to attend, but I’m lobbying for her to come to Vegas again.
In the meantime I’ve been wondering…what have you been reading this summer?
Summer is winding down here in Vegas. We’re busy getting into trouble = keeping cool and getting wet as often as possible. If you’re looking for a fun getaway before the reality of life falls on your shoulders again, check out a copy of A Heart So Broken and forget about sleeping. When you’re up to no good, you don’t really need sleep, do you?
So feeling this one today. There have been a lot of “Nos” in the process of writing and publishing books. Rejection is a part of life in any art form. Some love your work, some could pick it to pieces and then grind into the ground while smiling in your face. It’s just part of life. Some are builders, some are wreckers. Some say Yes! and mean no and some say NO! and gradually warm into yes.
One day I was sitting at a stoplight checking emails (I don’t do that anymore because it’s against the law – just so we’re clear) and I got the dreaded email from an Editor looking at one of my books. We had been chatting for weeks now. There was hope – she loved my book, she was sending it to outside readers, it was going to be AMAZING. The blossom of what was to come was gently unfurling in my chest. I was growing in confidence at my ability to write not just one book, but multiple books that people would love.
And then the email at the stoplight.
I remember praying… because I needed strength from above to help me process this – whatever it may be – with faith and optimism.
And then I opened the letter. And there was rejection and sadness leaking out of it. And I had to sit in the parking lot at the library for a moment to gather my heart from the ground and remember that I wasn’t just a writer, I was a Mom with a two year old intent on storytime and I had to keep it together.
Later I would read the letter to my husband, after avoiding the subject out of shear disappointment. I would cry and he would comfort me. And then I would read it again and see what I’d prayed for. In between the wreck of discouragement were beautiful words of encouragement that, if I wanted to focus on them, I would take myself from dejection to success.
There is something beautiful and freeing about NO. It means to turn, to take a new course with conviction that the one you were on is not the right path. It means moving forward and trying again because that’s the circle of life. I believe it. I believe the YES to come will be amazing and I will shake my head and thank God that He was brave enough to tell me NO even when it would break my heart.
I believe in preludes…