The purpose of this site is to find a larger audience for the ridiculous amount of writing I do. How ridiculous, you ask? In just one year I wrote four novels, nearly completed a sequel to the second novel and collaborated with my friend Laura Hall (best known for her piano skills on Whose Line Is It Anyway?) on a musical “Room to Grow” that is, quite frankly, brilliant. I have since written a screenplay, a sitcom pilot and a few more novels. I am nothing if not prolific. All the while, I have been raising my two daughters and Laura and I continue work towards mounting a professional production of the aforementioned musical.I also like to draw and/or paint.
My immediate future needs to be about marketing, while continuing to do what I love, and what better way to go about it than to write? The fact that pen and paper is my favorite medium may serve as a hindrance to my computer-impaired brain, but I am determined to get past that, and lets face it, if this has been posted then I am well on my way.
All of my novels, Searching for My Wand, On a Hot August Afternoon, The Salacious Marny Ottwiler and Crashing Into Us, are all available for purchase on Amazon. http://www.amazon.com/Bridget-Straub/e/B006KEG0KE/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0 Go check them out!
I just read an interesting post from Kristen Lamb all about blogging, and how as an author, I should have a shopping cart off to the side where you can buy my books directly. It makes perfect sense and yet it overwhelms me. The first issue is that I would have to move to a paid website. I’d also have to transfer all of my previous posts, and I’d have to figure out how to set up this proposed shopping cart. That is a little daunting for this tired old brain of mine.
I’ve tried proceeding by the theory that slow and steady wins the race, but it may be time to concede to defeat. Perhaps this summer when my more techy daughter returns, I might have to give this old blog an update. What do you think? Would you be more inclined to shop if there was a cart off to the side?
Standing out on the playground as the cool morning air brushes my skin, both my head and chest are pounding. I feel sick to my stomach as well, but we are here at the Monday morning school assembly, because Lacey is receiving a good citizenship award and she’s very proud of herself. Never mind that sooner or later every child in the school will get one. It’s more of that whole “leave no child behind, nobody fails, give them a first place, second place, thirty seventh place award, so that no one feels slighted” mentality. But we are here to support her. This is her first year of “real” school and she doesn’t need to know what a joke it is.
Adam stands behind me, his arms wrapped around my shoulders, his sun glasses covering the cuts on his face, along with the slight bruising that’s begun to form. Lacey’s name is called, and she is paraded up to the front of the entire student body. She stands next to her teacher, unable to keep from smiling broadly. She is only six and has no clue as to the weekend we have come through to be here. She doesn’t realize that her world is teetering and close to toppling over.
This is an excerpt from my first novel, Searching For My Wand which you can buy just by clicking that link! Of all of my covers, this is the one I am the most unsure about. If I were to change it, what do you think would be better?
I occasionally play the lottery, but that is about it for going after improbable money. However, a few weeks ago I got an email encouraging me to sign up for a Publisher’s Clearing House prize of $7,000 a week for life, to be given away on the 29th of this month. I’m not going to lie, my mind began to wander.
Just think of all you could have if you were guaranteed money for the rest of your live! I could easily live on two week’s pay while saving money for a larger purchase.
Something like this, perhaps. I don’t mind telling you, I signed up and look it here, today’s the day! So here’s the thing, it’s nearly 3:00pm. Where’s My Money?? I sure hope those delivering it haven’t gotten lost.
What would you do with a guaranteed income?
This need to grab your attention everyday is exhausting! I have noticed that on the days I don’t post, however, I get no views. Zero! Zilch! Nada! Now on the one hand, so what,right? Personally I don’t need constant attention, but career wise I need to be seen.
I am a creative person who can’t stop writing. I am in the midst of writing yet another novel even while I am frustrated by the slow sales on my previous novels. I can’t stop. It is what I was born to do. I truly believe that, so I have to fight to stand out.
So the above is a grainy picture of the wedding gown the main character in this, as yet untitled novel, chooses. The wedding is a very small part of the story, but I like this dress. Perhaps later I’ll drop some other clues. In the meantime, I have six other novels you could be reading, all available on Amazon. I’m just sayin…
Several months ago my daughter, Tori, saw a video of an Insane Inflatable 5k run, and read that it was coming to San Francisco. She decided it would be fun to do with her sister, Tessa, who had recently left to attend college in San Francisco. Thinking it would be a great bonding experience, I was all for it, even if it wasn’t cheap. (I think it was $50 each) Tori talked to Tessa and a plan was made.
This weekend the day finally arrived and it was everything I hoped it would be. Better still, I think it was what Tori hoped it would be. I am certain it was a day they will never forget.
I love this picture. It makes me laugh because regardless of how it may look, my daughter did not toss that woman over the wall. Next year I want to join in on the fun, how about you?
I love going through old photos. They evoke memories and bring me pleasure. The above photo was Tori’s first real encounter with a horse. She’d done the pony rides at the farmer’s market and Griffith park, but this was different. I love the curiosit that this photo captures.
This one of my son melts my heart every time. This was his first major league game and he’s studying the program. He was a huge giants fan at the time even though we lived in L.A. he has since come around to our home team.
Tessa was six or seven here and this is one of those pictures that has grown on me over the years. When my sister first took it I didn’t think there was anything special about it, but now… It captures that age beautifully.
Do you go through old photos often?