This is the first chapter of something I started writing three years ago and I eventually abandoned. But I still think it may be re-worked and continued once I’m finished with my other projects. What do you think? Leave me a comment if you like it, love it or hate it and if you want more. It is funny how all those obstacles that stop … Continue reading Something old: The Piano Teacher (working title)
Hello, my lovelies, Happy 2018 to all of you strangers and friends who decide to pass by my blog. It’s been four days since the beginning of 2018 but I still hope you have your celebratory buzz and sparkle. Everyone else has set their resolutions and are on their way to break them… or who knows, maybe build upon them. Why don’t you join me? … Continue reading Happy New Year! Lilah’s Writing and Publishing Goals, edition 2018
2016 has been an insane year, filled with plenty of joy, small successes, hit Publish buttons, pain, misfortune, and lessons to learn. It’s been a conflicting period for me and when I turn around to revise all my highs and lows I’m filled with mixed emotions. Still, emotions tend to cloud the judgment, so I’ll try not to get them involved. That’s rather difficult, given what a challenging time it was. In 2016 I published my first novel. I taught myself a better discipline of writing and finishing a project. I’m still slowly making my way around the horrors of promotion and trying to make a name for myself without being a sleazy spammer. Trying to find the best category of my writing, to make it alluring and seductive without regressing to porn and less than appealing imagery, finding the best in a world full of overused stock photography, figuring out what needs to be done for a really successful book launch. I’m still painfully naive about many things and I don’t consider that to be a self-compliment. There are never enough hours in the day for learning and given how much information there is all over the web I get easily overwhelmed and unable to structure it. Pretty often I get too burnt out to even think of continuing and yet I persist.