Tuesday, February 19, 2013

The Quillective Project

The Quillective Project is a poetry collaboration between Amber Jerome Norrgard and Robert Zimmermann Ben Ditmars and Scott Morgan. The following is a guest post from Amber, describing the project.



With black and tan stripes over his white coat of fur like Valentine’s Day chocolate nestled in a box, and a heart-shaped mark upon his nose, Valentine had been named perfectly.

He’d rush to the door when I came home from work, and wind figure eights between my legs with such precision, I never once came close to tripping. Watching television or working on my computer would find Valentine curled up in my lap, and at night, he’d curl himself against my side, and I’d find sleepy comfort in stroking his soft fur as he purred against me. If I slept too late in the morning and he was hungry, he’d wake me by bumping his forehead against mine until I opened my eyes, and then he’d bite my nose, so gently he’d never leave a mark. He’d steal French fries so gracefully that you would be too amused to be angry, and pouring a bowl of cereal was enough to have him running to meow for his own bowl of milk.

But through his life, one thing remained the same: Valentine, true to his name sake, gave love, expecting nothing in return. If I learned anything from the kitten with the heart-shaped mark on his nose, it was that giving brings joy in and of itself.

I adopted Valentine in 1997 from a no-kill animal shelter, and it wasn’t until later that I realized it wasn’t just a kitten I took into my heart and home. I had also opened my heart and soul up to a chance to bring a positive change into this world we live in. Though no longer with us, Valentine was the bridge to understanding that sometimes, its better to give than receive, and that we can be the change we want to see in this world.


The Quillective Project began as an idea as a poetry collaboration between myself and Robert Zimmermann, and not long after, it expanded to include Ben Ditmars and Scott Morgan. Originally slated to be released around Christmas, that idea was changed when Ben suggested having all the proceeds go to benefit a charity. And an idea was born. Why not make 100% of the proceeds benefit a worthy cause, not just for this one book, but for future collaborations between myself an other authors? Why not start something that has nothing to do with me, why not use my voice, why not use my words to benefit those that are not so fortunate as I?

Even if someone sees this poetry book and doesn’t buy it, if it inspires them to go out and make a positive change in the world, no matter how small, that alone is priceless. And this isn’t just a one time benefit. As long as the organizations that are chosen as beneficiaries for The Quillective Project’s yearly collaborations are in existence, they will benefit. Every time a book is purchased, whether one week, one year, ten years, one hundred years from now? It's still going to benefit each organization.

I used to say that my memoir about being adopted would be the most important piece of writing I would ever do. I was wrong. Anything I write for The Quillective Project is what is going to have the most lasting impact.

~Amber Jerome Norrgard

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Friday, December 7, 2012

Winners! BLED, SHED, ____ !

The contest was a huge success and I want to thank everyone for entering and spreading the word. I received surprising, fun, hilarious and intriguing responses when I asked you to guess the name of the next book. I've sent information to the six (!) winners about how they can get their winnings.

A special shoutout to @Dita_Skarste and @ottermoonski who BOTH guessed the correct title. For their coolness, they will each get another free ebook of their choice.

So what's the new book's title? 


DREAD

You can learn more about the characters and story in DREAD. It will be available early in the new year but in the meantime, BLED and SHED are available and introduce the characters and world of Dovetail Cove.

Thanks, everyone! This has been fun for me and I hope everyone will enjoy their free books.




Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Giveaway! Name that book!

The holidays are right around the corner, and though I haven't finished wrapping (or even buying) gifts for my loved ones, I thought it might be fun to give a whackload of gifts away to my friends and followers.



Through the wonder of NaNoWriMo, I'm writing the third book in the Dovetail Cove series and I wondered what readers expect it might be called. The first book was called BLED, the second was SHED. Hmm. Ho hum. Oh how I wonder what the next story might be named!

Synopsis


The novella, SHED, was released in 2010 and tells the tale of two isolated boys in 1977 dealing with a mean stepfather and creepy basement visitors north of the creek in an island town called Dovetail Cove. Reader response was overwhelming so I returned to the island with a prequel called BLED -- released in 2011 but set in 1972.

This new story fills in the gaps and links BLED and SHED together while setting up the DC saga for new books and a stunning conclusion.

Excerpt


"I suppose I knew more about Macedonian McLeod than anyone else on this earth, but l still knew almost nothing. He was a beer-and-peanuts kind of guy. He smoked Viceroys and he liked titty mags, but only the tasteful ones, no man parts in 'em. He never looked at the hardcore stuff. What else. Hard to think of more. Meat and potatoes over vegetables. Steak and lobster was his favourite—surf 'n' turf, they called it further down the coast, California-way. He liked a good clam chowder if it had the right stock. And fruit was for fruits."

The Contest


Drop in a guess for the new book's title and spread the word about the contest and you could win yourself one of three print copies of my debut novel, ON THE GATHERING STORM or one of six e-copies of BLED and SHED. I'll personalize and sign the print copies for those three lucky winners and I can e-sign the ebooks for the other three winners.

Good luck!

Update


The winners have been notified. Learn the name of the new book!


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Monday, November 12, 2012

Released at Amazon // The Devil's Right Hand

Hi Everyone! I know. I've been an awful tease most of my adult life. And not just with book-related stuff. But, I'm here to announce that The Devil's Right Hand is now available -- at least in a few places. I'm not doing a big book launch this time. There will be no fireworks. It's been an awful year with all kinds of lows and highs. Quite frankly, I'm exhausted. But I'm so happy with the final novel and simply wait for you to read it.

So, what's the book about? It involves a group of mystery men and women who are dubbed The Night Walk Men. Unseen and unknown by you and me, they manage the lives and deaths of countless members of their human flock. This book follows the events of a novella called The Night Walk Men, released in 2010. In that story, we meet Sperro, his brother Fallow and their father, Obsidion. I won't ruin that story if you want to check it out, but more than forty years have passed since the events of that story and we pick up with Sperro and Fallow continuing the work of the Night Walkers.

Here's the official blurb for the novel:

The saga began with The Night Walk Men, the #1 Kindle Suspense novella by Jason McIntyre. Now it continues with The Devil's Right Hand. And a war is brewing.


Meet Benton Garamond. He's lost. He careens through the wet streets of downtown Vancouver on a collision course with a dirty lawyer named Levy Gillis. He wants something from Gillis and he aims to get it.


Meet Donovan Lo, former drug kingpin and not bad with the ladies if you ask him. He's in hiding and has a plan to leave his empire for good. But something -- and someone -- aims to put a bullet through his last big score.


Now meet Sperro. He has a lot to say about his job, about Benton Garamond and about Donovan Lo. Sperro will be your tour guide.


"We are Night Walk Men, imbued with the lives of at least ten men, and we walk among you like a blur, unseen but often sensed or smelled like pollen in the air when you can't see flowers--or the tingle you get when the hairs on your neck stand up.


"If you hear footsteps on the parched earth behind you, or if dry autumn leaves scrape concrete with a breeze, that's most likely one of us, walking just a little ahead or just a little behind. If it's dark and you climb into your car and for once--for no reason at all--wonder why you didn't check the back seat for strangers, one of my brothers is mostly likely back there as you drive off.


"We are everywhere at once and nothing can stop us. We are Death incarnate, walking under long robes of black and chasing down the winds to read from a discourse that may be the last words you'll hear..."


Be prepared to shake The Devil's Right Hand.




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I also thought it might be fun to share the chapter titles and contents of the novel. Don't worry. There aren't any spoilers here. (Those of you who know me know I loathe spoilers. I'd never do that to you) But some folks will dig seeing these chapter titles. It might make it feel more real. For me it does.

The book is about five hundred print pages, a longish one. It's comprised of sixteen long chapters separated by sixteen short interludes. Hope you enjoy seeing this. Let me know if any of them sound particularly intriguing or if you hate every last one.



Contents 


   Prelude: Kyu

I. The First: Benton Hits the Brakes

   Interlude One: Fallow

II. The Second: Donnie Sees the Light

   Interlude Two: Kro

III. Seeking Strange Solace

   Interlude Three: Noco

IV. Paying Charon's Fare

   Interlude Four: Kokai

V. Watching The Clock

   Interlude Five: Seoul

VI. Waking Up

   Interlude Six: Cruithne

VII. Grace

   Interlude Seven: Bahamas

VIII. Immortal, Part One

   Interlude Eight: Slidell

IX. Mortality

   Interlude Nine: Corinthian

X. Friendly Fire

   Interlude Ten: Halo

XI. Six Feet Under

   Interlude Eleven: Sudan

XII. Immortal, Part Two

   Interlude Twelve: Biloxi

XIII. Shroud of Clay

   Interlude Thirteen: Marigny

XIV. At Rest With the Fathers

   Interlude Fourteen: Trinidad

XV. Eternal Life

   Interlude Fifteen: Vancouver

XVI. Promoted to Glory


Saturday, November 3, 2012

Greatest Hits, Volume I

Recently, I was interviewed for the Simon's Groove podcast and he asked about negative reviews. I gave an answer about how one-star reviews, etc., don't bother me as much as they should. I wished I had more time to elaborate. Simon likely would have been okay with that, but in truth, when the mic is on, I tend to get ahead of myself and not say everything I'd like.

The truth is that bad reviews do sting. I try not to read them, of course, but they're unavoidable. I'll always get them as long as I'm sharing work with the public. I said it to Simon and it's true: some readers hate what I do.

But after the Simon's Groove podcast, I got to thinking about where the bad reviews come from. I believe they stem from readers who have a genuine misunderstanding about what it is that I'm writing about. Their expectations don't line up with mine. I don't have an interest in writing stories in the same fashion as other writers. And, when a reader doesn't see that, I think they feel cheated, surprised, or confused. Then, they either don't finish the story before them, or feel the need to take to the web and express that in some way. How is it socially acceptable to express frustration over a consumable form of art? Give it a bad review on some website and stick it with as few stars as possible.

Well, I went looking and discovered that I had written about my particular niche-style of writing about two years ago. The ironic thing (among a few) is that I mention how I will never have a #1 Amazon book. Since then, I've actually had a #1 Amazon book. Things change I guess.

Have a gander at how I saw things two years ago. My thanks to authors Rima Jean and Neil Crabtree way back when for contributing to the discussion. If you have a point of view, I'd love to hear it in the comment area below.

NOTE: This post is originally from November 2010.

I'm A Dweller on the Threshold

Stephen King. John Grisham. The Joy Luck Club. Twilight. The Catcher in the Rye.

These authors and these book titles are what people call household names. Even people who don't write, who don't read a lot, or haven't in a very long time, have probably heard of or read one of the above. For the purposes of this essay, and as it relates to fiction only, I will term this as mainstream: something that nearly everyone has heard of, and a great many have actually read.

I was working with an author who's first book was published in the more traditional way: she had gone to school to learn the craft, or, at least discuss the craft, for a number of years, then wrote a book, and found an agent to represent her interests. She was lucky because the agent sold her book to a large paper-based publisher that supported her work and then the agent continued to get the book listed in newspapers, on websites and in literary publications until the writer found a grant and started writing another book.

When I was meeting with this writer, she was fairly confident in her ability to sell books. She was very nice to me, very helpful with her support and comments and, in her own right, a very good writer.

What she took issue with in my storytelling ability was my penchant to disregard the rules. By that I mean that I didn't write in a straight line. I tended, she said, to borrow from different kinds of writing and bend things to suit my story and my style. She said I probably wouldn't find a home with a big publisher because my writing scope was narrow. I didn't have all the elements of candy-coated genre books and I didn't have all the heartache of a genuine literary book. I can't just jump around like this because I don't have an established voice. I'm not established in the mainstream so I don't yet have the right. I asked her if she meant my writing voice and she said, no, your publishing voice. She probably didn't use that word, but we got to talking about what she exactly meant, and that's how I think of it now: my publishing voice.

She said, You want people to read your books, right? I said, yes, of course. She said, Well then, you need to follow norms and standards. You have to write something like everyone else is writing. It needs to be mainstream. You can't write anything too complicated because no one will want to read it. You can't be too creative with elements of your style. And she reiterated. You need to write like everyone else does. But. You still need to say something meaningful through the course of your plot. You can't be too niche.

Too niche?


That's right. You need to tailor your writing to speak to the highest number of people you can.  And that means writing the same way everyone else does. Look at popular authors, emulate them, then you put your stamp on things with a unique premise and a compelling character.

Well, that last part was fine. That was definitely a good attack strategy. But, seriously. I can't write what I write? The way I write it?

No. Of course not.

Now, I knew when I began writing that my material was not going to be the next set of Harry Potter books. I don't write like everyone else. That's just the plain truth of it. And I don't want to. I knew that I wouldn't sell a million copies of anything I penned. But what I also knew is that I had some interesting stories, compelling characters and some tough issues to talk about through the course of it all. I never in a hundred and five years thought I'd be told to "tailor" anything in order to reach an audience. Maybe I was naive, maybe I still am, but I never considered writing to a mass audience.  I know that it happens every day. I do. I get that. I just don't want to do it that way.

To strike out with the intent of writing The Next Harry Potter. Or to try and be The Next Stephen King, that just doesn't jibe with me. Who wants to read something that's trying to hit the highest number of nails with one swing?

I asked this talented, published author, Have you ever heard of a band called Sigur Ros?  She was into music, a great deal more than most and was even into a lot of indie bands, some I'd never heard of. But she said, No, I've never heard of Sigur Ros.

I told her that they were a group from Iceland. They write really experimental pop in their native language, not English or Spanish or Mandarin, some of the most popular and well-recorded languages in current pop music. Some of their songs are sung in an entirely made up language and are sometimes twenty minutes long. Their albums have unusual titles and artwork on the cover and they had one album filled entirely with untitled songs. They probably have a big label behind them now, but when they started, they were outsiders, touring little clubs in a country you and I will probably never visit because of its foreboding name. She laughed.

I also told her that Sigur Ros had a huge cult following now, because of the Internet and because of word of mouth and publications like Rolling Stone Magazine that mentioned them once upon a time, before that mag lost a lot of its cred.

And look at them, I said to her. You'll never hear them on top 40 radio in my home town. Most people have never even heard of them. They won't win Grammys like U2 or Lady GaGa or Van Morrison. But they're selling records, or as is now the case, tracks on the web. They have listeners. They have a half dozen albums of material plus some solo albums and soundtracks. One song was featured in the big Tom Cruise movie, Vanilla Sky.  They might not be getting rich, but they're making a bit of dough. Sigur Ros is selling out big arenas, making concert DVDs and touring the world now.

Even if you've never heard of them.

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I don't imagine I'll tour the world with my books as the means. I also don't think I'll ever be what I consider mainstream, either in my level of popularity or in the style of writing I choose to do. But I don't think writing for a niche is such a bad thing, either.


Thursday, October 25, 2012

Cover Reveal // "The Devil's Right Hand"

Readers of The Night Walk Men will remember Sperro's penchant for untruths and bending a lie until it sounds like it might be true. However, he's not here. I am instead. So I will be honest and straightforward with you when I say this is the new cover artwork for the forthcoming Night Walk Men novel, The Devil's Right Hand.


Also included, for those of you uninitiated into the Night Walk world, is the updated cover for the novella that began the saga. It's a free read, by the way, available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble and everywhere in between.


Thursday, October 11, 2012

Behind The Words // Steena Holmes

I first met bestselling author Steena Holmes about two years ago when she and I connected on the web. Since then, she's been a wonderful supporter of my writing. And this year, she published a novel called "Finding Emma" which has won the Indie Excellence Book Award and has become an Amazon bestseller. And guess what? She continues to support my writing and the work of other writers as well!




Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Write Drunk

Ah, here I go again. I said I wouldn't give any writing advice but I have something else I wanted to say about it. Forgive me. It's not that I think I really know how to write. I just tend to do it, on occasion.
You've heard that quote attributed to Hemingway? "Write drunk, edit sober?" It's amusing, sure, but I actually try to use it. Well, at least the first half of it...when I'm working on a story. Now I don't mean literally. I'm rarely on a bender when I sit down to pound out a chapter. For starters, I can't afford it, and secondly I'm the kind who loathes a hangover more than even sour weather.

What I take Hemingway's phrase to mean is this. When I'm writing, I try to go for that level of elation you might have when you have been hitting the bottle. Whether you have a social drink now and again or not is likely irrelevant. Even a tea-totaler will get what I'm saying here. You remember those times, I'm sure. Your inhibitions are weakened. You might go and ask someone to dance--even if you never do that. Or, you might share an opinion you know won't be popular. Maybe, here's hoping, you'll try something you've never tried before.

The metaphor is the same when telling your story in novel form. Do all those things when you're writing a scene...or a whole book. Try stuff. Let the cautious 'you' take a holiday. Write like you're drunk. And worry about the editing in the morning.


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