I Love New York?

View from 8th floor hotel room.

Guns. Broken down subway cars. Stair hikes. Walking. Walking. Walking. Bloody blisters. Bathroom emergencies. Divine Intervention. Hairs in food. We’re so lost. Innocuous looking park wall. Broken arm. Plane cooties. Plane delay. Home.


Watch this space for the details of my grand week in New York!


Ground Control to Major Tom

The loss of a legend.


RIP David.


Lazarus – D. Bowie

Look up here, I’m in heaven
I’ve got scars that can’t be seen
I’ve got drama, can’t be stolen
Everybody knows me now

Look up here, man, I’m in danger
I’ve got nothing left to lose
I’m so high it makes my brain whirl
Dropped my cell phone down below

Ain’t that just like me

By the time I got to New York
I was living like a king
Then I used up all my money
I was looking for your ass

This way or no way
You know, I’ll be free
Just like that bluebird
Now ain’t that just like me

Oh I’ll be free
Just like that bluebird
Oh I’ll be free

Ain’t that just like me



Review Me – Please

One of the hardest things I’ve encountered on this wild, wonderful journey into self-publishing so far is finding people willing to review my book. Why, I’m not sure. I’m not looking in the right places, perhaps?

What I would like to do is swap books with another new’ish indie author or three, so that we might help each other out. Now, I’m not saying we give each other 5-star glowing reviews if the work doesn’t warrant 5-stars, but I am saying we could help each other with genuine, thoughtful feedback so that potential readers have something more to go on than just the book synopsis.

Are you out there? Tell me where to find you. Are you a dedicated reader, love YA? I want to hear from you, too!

If you know where I should be looking, feel free to leave your suggestions in the comments.

– Heather


The Numbers Game

Here is the number one thing I’ve learned since publishing MYRIDDIA. It’s a numbers game like any other business. I’ve become OCD about watching reports on this platform, that platform, driving myself mad over every spike and dip.

The truth is while I researched and read and read, and read, in search of the right things to do when publishing, the things I should never do, it still didn’t prepare me for the stark reality of a day when there is not a single sale.

It’s a numbers game in terms of financial success, but the lack of sales is also a hit to the writer’s soul. Why do we do this, spend hours of our lives tucked away from the world, creating new worlds, if not to share them, to revel in the knowledge that someone else might come along on the adventure and have a great time.

A writer spends months crafting this story, agonizing over every paragraph and then spends weeks chopping it up, agonizing even more over which words to cut, because let’s face it, there are always precious words to cut. When finally the work is done, you put it out there and you wait, hoping to see it soar, not unlike the first time you watch your child charge off to Kindergarten.

And, those first few days are ripe with sales, because hello sister, hello friend, and perhaps friend of friend. But, then the newness is gone, and quite suddenly  is it gone, at that, and you are left with just yourself and this work, waiting for the real public to take notice. You’re waiting for each increase of a book sold, daring to hope for a review that, if not ripe with accolades, conveys the real enjoyment of the reader.

That’s all we really want. That, and to send our kids to college like any other parent.


Thoughts Today

Today – What’s on my mind is the nearly overwhelming amount of PR that goes into marketing ones self – especially when you are absolutely ‘new’ to the field. I’ve written for so long for other people, it’s something of an overwhelming eye-opener to see just what goes into “getting yourself out there”.
I now spend as much or more time on social media as I do actually writing!
Should I join groups, if so, which groups? And, why aren’t there more conferences in areas I can actually get to? 
Yes, I decided to go the indie publishing route instead of the traditional and now it’s all on me – success, failure.
One thing I have already decided is that in the future I will make myself readily available as a mentor to some other starry-eyed writer who is just starting out in the indie field.