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Please join me at Creative Writer US for news about the word world. We cover everything from inspiration to publication and what falls in between.If you live in Florida or like to visit the Sunshine State, drop by Covering Florida. We post a daily story related to news, travel, health, cultural events and/or issues. We also cull Florida headlines, selecting links to at least 4 stories for you to

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Please adjust your bookmarks.Book Beat has merged with Creative Writer US: http://creativewriterus.blogspot.comWe've retained our listings of great writing links and expanded our categories.We'll cover the same issues, with expanded coverage on news related to all aspects of media.Come visit us!

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For columns published after February 1, 2007, please visit Creative Writer US.______________________I started writing Bookbeat about two years ago. I originally planned to keep the focus on books. But ideas came along and I found myself blogging about many different aspects of writing.I also founded a site Creative Writer US as a resource for aspiring and veteran writers. And because a lot of

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I've received questions and the blog has received searches for an entity called "Bookbeat TV."This blog is unrelated to any other media organization. I've been writing my Book Beat column since 2005.So whatever the television outfit is, it's got nothing to do with us.Best to all, Kay B. DayP.S. If you're an author and you want to be on television with your book, pitch a mainstream station. Or

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First in a series of meditations on options for authorsSelf-publishing causes more waffling than a politician can exhibit.Many mainstream reviewers won’t touch a self-published book, and many bookstores won’t stock them. I’m not sure why reviewers won’t touch them, because many books that go through a publisher and a filter aren’t much better than vanity books, and nor are they more honorable.

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Ray Nielson, a Jacksonville poet (far right), enjoys a stroll with his dog and a talk with some friends, after Dorothy Fletcher and I read at Walter Jones Historical Park in Mandarin. If you’re a poet, this is a great way to spend Saturday morning. Coffee and muffins in a room that shines with old things—Civil War artifacts, an arrowhead honed by the Timucuan, a rifle so tall a short soldier

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We were unwrapping presents Christmas morning, and I came across one that said, “To Dad from Dad.” My husband gave himself a video.I liked his idea so much I picked up a gift for myself the next day. I’d gone to get a book for a friend who was coming to visit. So I bought myself one too. I’ve been buying Greg this book for Christmas for at least 20 years. I figured it was time to see why he likes

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I spied a traveler holding the book "Guns, Germs, and Steel" as we boarded a plane for Washington. Then my traveling partner and fellow author Dorothy Fletcher told me she heard it was a good book. We were in D.C. for several days, and happened to spy a bookstore The Trover Shop. So I picked up a copy of Jared Diamond’s nonfiction book about, as the subtitle says, “The Fates of Human Societies.”

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The other morning I saw a guest on one of those morning talk shows. I don’t remember the name of the show; they all sort of meld into one another they’re so much alike. A music group, a health segment, light politics, and the latest kidnapping, serial killing, or bombing. I figure broadcast curricula in colleges must include the course, “Formula for pre-commute shows.”This guest was an

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He's not a writer, but he lives with one. Shadow likes opening his gift each Christmas, and he always appreciates whatever he gets, especially if it's edible. There are a number of writers on my gift list, and I thought I’d share some of the more successful gifts I’ve given friends and associates in the past.Most writers will appreciate paper. Although we’re supposed to be moving towards a

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I was talking to my friend Dorothy Fletcher this morning about magazine subscriptions. I have too many. So this is the season, as the fiscal year ends, to take a look at my subs and decide who stays and who goes.Dorothy's a writer, so we talked about a few publications she might subscribe to. I told her if I had only one subscription to a writing magazine, it'd be to The Writer. Before you

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My first Poetry Beat column for The Writer is now live. Read about poet Lee Slonimsky and how his poems are woven into his wife’s popular mysteries. I discovered Slonimsky’s sonnets while reading Carol Goodman’s The Ghost Orchid. I talked about the book here on my blog. One of the poet’s workshop students read the blog. Soon I was corresponding with Lee Slonimsky. Concurrently, we were developing

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Each month when my issue of Poetry comes, I keep it on my desk. When I take a break or have lunch, I like to thumb through the magazine and enjoy the poems. In the November, 2006, issue, there’s a poem that stopped me in my tracks. It’s one of those poems that lingers like the scent of a garden rose, powerful yet delicate and pleasing.I’ve read it to my daughters, my husband, and visitors.

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My new bimonthly column Poetry Beat will launch in mid-November at the Internet site for The Writer magazine. The column will focus on the topical aspects of poetry. We’ll feature esteemed poets who’ve made their mark in the canon, as well as emerging poets who are taking poetry to the people in unusual ways. Opportunities, contests, and events will all be part of our coverage. A special

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I just finished John Grisham’s The Innocent Man. I have a stack of books people have sent me, but I bought this one in hardcover. As I read, the book made me think of a young man here in Florida. He was convicted of felony murder years ago. Although he played no direct role in the crime, he received a life sentence. I blogged about the case for over a year on a site that is no longer public.

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I was speaking at a writing/publishing seminar arranged by my publisher at Borders Books. The place was packed, and everyone there had an interest in some type of writing, with the majority of those present interested in fiction. My topic was “Research and Fact-Checking.”Someone asked how we go about writing a book. Besides my publisher Frank Gromling, founder of Ocean Publishing, poet Michelle

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A couple days ago, I was talking to a friend about novels. I mentioned how much I enjoyed reading Carol Goodman’s books. So when news of her new novel The Sonnet Lover came, I pre-ordered the book.Goodman usually works mythology and poetry into her books. I’ve read each of her novels, and her voice and style have steadily grown stronger and more distinctive. There’s an interesting interview at

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Every day my high school senior comes home and regales me with stories. It’s one of the highlights of my day, sitting down around 4 p.m. with her. As she packs in the food, I listen, appreciating not only her storytelling skills but her perspectives as well. I also appreciate the blessing of thin people who can eat multiple servings of carbs and never gain a pound.Today, it came as a complete

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I write a column for a site with a focus on homeland security. When I’m checking facts, or trying to learn more about global political events, I have to rely on whoever translated if the site is from a country whose language I can’t speak. I recently discovered the site MEMRI: The Middle East Media Research Institute. I found translations from media in many different countries. The site is

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“CHICAGO — The Poetry Foundation will inaugurate the nation’s first Children’s Poet Laureate: Consultant in Children’s Poetry to the Poetry Foundation, as part of the third annual Pegasus Awards ceremony in Chicago on September 27, 2006.”—news from The Poetry Foundation September 18, 2006John Barr, president of The Poetry Foundation, says children’s poets go unrecognized. I’d have to agree with

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My publisher sent me a critique from several judges after he entered my memoir in a book contest. I finally got around to reading it, and was surprised at what I found. I got high marks for editorial and writing; the book got low marks for cover design and for interior graphic design. One judge even recommended the book to her friend.That experience led me to think about book buying in a

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Maybe it’s because of the end of summer, fall easing up like a familiar friend. But in the last two weeks, I’ve gotten about six or seven emails asking me how you can become a writer.I can’t get around to answering all the email—most people can’t. And there really isn’t a quick answer to the question.I think you just write down what you think about and all else follows. A popular buzz phrase

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It’s good to be back on the blog. Summer is on its final roll, and because of professional and personal constraints, I haven’t had a lot of time to update my column here.When I wasn’t writing or taking time off,books about Judaism,Christianity, and the Middle East in general occupied my time. I’m doing a column for Family Security Matters, and wanted to learn more about the areas, cultures, and

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When June rolled around,it looked like things would slow down. Many editors take early summer vacations. I envisioned having time to work on some creative projects. Well, this isn’t the first time a bubble burst. June has taken off like one of those skinny little rockets we light on July 4th and send zooming skyward. I just signed on as a contributing editor for a site, Family Security Matters. I

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The big “do”, as we say in the South of any event that is significant, in the book world just concluded, and guess what? The book world has changed. John Updike says so. It must be true.A release about Book Expo America from the Associated Press quotes Updike as saying the written word is “supposed to speak for itself and sell itself.”I reckon if you’re John Updike, you can endorse an attitude

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Writers are sometimes the last to know--I just found out that my Q&A with Christian Wiman, editor of Poetry magazine, is now live at The Writer. Visit the site to read:http://www.writermag.com/wrt/default.aspx?c=a&id=2992

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For the first time--I think, if memory serves me right--one of my poems has been published in a newspaper.The Florida Times Union's neighborhood news sections, including the one for my own part of town, ran the poem today on the front page. I wrote the poem after seeing this cool photograph a reporter named Dan Scanlon took. I sent the poem to Dan so he could see what his photo inspired.The photo

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My daughters read it and were profoundly moved, but until recently, I’d never read Elie Wiesel’s memoir Night. When the book group I visit selected it, I confess I was a little unenthusiastic. Not because I thought it an unworthy book, but because I’d already read so much about World War II and Nazi Germany—nonfiction, fiction, and poetry.So I picked up the slim little volume and read it last

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Last week, I did a poetry program for a trade association. I began by asking how many people liked to read poetry. A few hands were raised. Slowly.Then I asked how many of them either read or listened to poetry being read when they were young. Almost every hand lifted. Enthusiastically.When I asked how many liked poetry, every hand went up.My findings were in line with information collected by

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What’s in your hometown for National Poetry Month?I was in the middle of telling someone how much I liked Jacksonville. I told him I’d moved here about 3 years ago, and fell in love with the place.“I don’t like it anymore,” he said. “I used to.”We started talking about why. After all, this is the biggest land blob in the contiguous United States, as various Net sites like to tout. We’ve got a

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Driving across the Buckman Bridge last week, I listened to one of my favorite songs on the radio. My husband plays the song on the guitar, so I know most of the words. Josh Turner’s song “Your Man“ is a ragtime sort of tune. I viewed it as a positive sign, hearing my favorite song and being uplifted as I went to a place where I hoped to do some uplifting myself. As I drove

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Some of us can’t imagine a life without poetry. My own love for it began when I was very young. My mother didn’t have a formal education, but her reading to us is one of the first early memories I have. One of my favorite books was A Child’s Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson. One of my favorite poems was Lochinvar by Sir Walter Scott. I discovered Walt Whitman and many others when my

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April inspires a good stroll, at least in Northeast Florida. If weather can be perfect, we’ve got it. Moderate temperatures, lots of sunshine, and the ever-present breeze that makes this such a comfortable place to live. With the idea of a stroll in mind, I’d like to invite you to take a poetry stroll, but instead of watching children play, dogs chase Frisbees, and gardening enthusiasts put in

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It’s about to begin, that month when poets and media intellectually couple to celebrate poetry month. As I’ve said before, the celebration has its naysayers. But personally, I like the fact that my favorite genre struts to center stage.Activities are as diverse as the poets. Poet Jayne Jaudon Ferrer does a special newsletter celebration. She selects a poem for each day in April and emails it.

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If you’re a poet, you know all about April. And if you’re not a poet, here’s a tip. That’s the month when Poetry takes center stage with a deliberately capital P. Now there are poets who think this is silly. The thinking goes that poetry should be special every month. A few years ago, Charles Bernstein garnered quite a bit of press for himself by voicing anti-poetry month sentiments. He summed

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Reading is both a learning process and a means of escape for me. Three excellent books have brought me pleasure lately, two of them poetry and one a novel that includes poetry.Carol Goodman’s THE GHOST ORCHID (Ballentine Books, 2006) weaves myth, history, poetry, mysticism and mystery into a tale that takes the reader on a journey of self-revelation with the main character Ellis Brooks. The Bosco

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Years ago, as a student at the University of South Carolina, I dreamed of becoming a writer. Because I have always been unconventional, I dreamed of being a writer without a day job. I aimed at earning a living by words. I never realized the mix of skills I’d need to fulfill that dream. I didn’t know then I’d have to be a small business owner, marketer, secretary, and general errand girl as well

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Some days are just tougher than others. For one thing, I can’t find our chicken. We don’t know where she came from—she arrived last May, zooming over our 8-foot fence—and we don’t know where she’s gone. I’m hoping she’s okay. She can fly, so I hope she didn’t fall prey to the wildlife we’ve got running around here, mainly because they’re trying to cut down every forest fragment left in this city,

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When I first began to use a computer, I rarely thought about invasion of privacy, phishing, or emails promising to enlarge an appendage I do not have. I met poets by way of Gazebo at Alsop Review and I met other writers through various message boards. At some point, I joined suite101.com, establishing the Women’s Poetry site and later the Poetry site. I connected with thousands of readers by way

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It happens all the time. Someone dies, and an aspiring poet pens a verse or two. Sometimes the poet even reads it at the funeral. And sometimes, the media will seize the poetic moment for all the rest of us to witness.So it didn’t come as a surprise to me that poetry found its way to the funeral of Coretta Scott King this week in Lithonia, Georgia. After all, Maya Angelou was there. But my

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The book business can weigh on an author like an elevator malfunction. If you’ve ever been stuck in a metal enclosure with music that sounds like a vending machine hamburger tastes, well, you know what I’m talking about. You’re just stuck there in an enduro. There are the bright spots and the low spots, and it’s all part of the game we play once we see our name on the spine of a book.Sometimes, a

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Most of us writing nonfiction face the challenge of seeking truth by way of recollection.Oh, my. Oprah’s brought James Frey back for his Day of Reckoning. This afternoon, I caught the last 30 minutes of Frey’s second appearance on the American confessional icon's talk show. Memoir’s newest bad boy projected the image of a man who became a better man because he’s admitted to millions of viewers

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I often team up with fellow author Dorothy Fletcher for special events. Last year we conceived the idea of a writers’ retreat—we decided we wanted to go beyond the typical workshop and create an experience that would do more than simply inspire writers. We wanted a true writing experience, one that allowed time to go below the surface—a writers’ gathering that a 1 ½ hour time frame would never

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Over the past two years, I’ve spent a lot of time in bookstores. I signed in a number of cities with A Poetry Break (2004) and Killing Earl (2005). I’ve spent enough time in both chain and independent stores to realize that the bookstore we once knew and loved no longer exists.The busiest bookstores where I’ve signed function as community centers. These stores have extended operating hours and a

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It’s like raindrops plopping from an awning onto the back of your neck, that return to the office after a nice long break. I took the first real vacation in 2 years, and it felt good. I made a resolution to do it again soon. We spent a week in Carolina, staying at my brother’s house on a lake in a really small town. Very tranquil.Within minutes of checking my email and messages when I came home

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Today I had a book event with fellow author Dorothy Fletcher. Dorothy worked out an arrangement for us to do bookish things at the Starbucks Coffee located in the Lakewood community here in Jax. Lakewood is just off San Jose Blvd., also known as Florida 13. I signed some poetry books, and in between, watched people come and go, all bundled up because by Florida’s standards, it was cold here today

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November 16, 2005It's hard to believe the year is almost over. With the arrival of 2006, I'll pick up where the tour left off, with events scheduled in Florida, South Carolina, and Georgia. I'm planning to take several weeks off mid-December through the first week in January. I realized last week this has been a challenging and sometimes exhausting year.My poetry will be featured in the December

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Thursday, November 3, 2005Writing NaNoThe first thing that popped into my mind this morning relates to what I never have enough of. Time. Where does it go? I start out every morning early and finish late. I’m thinking I need to take a time management course. Only I don’t have time.I opted in to NaNoWriMo, aka National Novel Writing Month. I’ve had an idea for a novel zooming in and out of my muse

Kay Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18275071321640008940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239122.post-1130103732351337492005-10-23T17:33:00.000-04:002006-10-20T09:11:27.711-04:00

I'm trying to pen a regular column at a new site I've built,Creative Writer So approximately every 7 days, I'll archive the column here since a number of readers have bookmarked this site. Plus it's just plain easier to move the previous column here.This has been convention-crisis month. I haven't had a free minute--7 weekends in a row spent doing the authorial ritual. But the book's going great.

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Sunday, October 2, 2005first posted at creativewriter.usWelcome to my new digs. I decided to move my blog to Creative Writer because it's just easier all around.I established Creative Writer because for one thing, I get tons of email and phone calls from aspiring writers of all ages. I figure now I'll be able to share information in a less time-consuming way.This site will also give me some

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I don't need a calendar to remind me how busy September is. I could easily climb to the top of the paper pile and rappel straight down to the wooden surface of my desk. This is an event-heavy month. I have a health event with author Donna Hicken Saturday, September 24, and then will introduce Patricia Gray, author of RUPTURE and director of Poetry at Noon at the Library of Congress next Thursday,

Kay Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18275071321640008940noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239122.post-1124334098761851742005-08-17T22:56:00.000-04:002006-10-20T09:11:27.511-04:00

Poets will know what I’m talking about. One minute you’re sitting there with a mountain of work. And a line or two just drops right in. It’s an assault on the spirit in a way, and there’s not much to be done about it. Then you’re off on that poetry tangent, the one that I call a creative seizure. Time ceases to be of consequence. I have burned dinner because of a poem.Lately, there’s been a lot

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After returning from the latest tour stops in Miami and Savannah, I confronted enough paperwork to drive a writer nuts. My email knew no bounds. The message center held greetings from a number of callers. In the middle of all this, I took a call from a person who is considering freelancing for a career. He seemed to expect me to deliver a course in Freelance 101 on the phone.Assorted emails

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Glad to be home for a bitThese weeks are filled with book events and work-related duties. I’m glad to be back home for a bit, even if the office is knee deep in paper. Coming up on August 11 is a signing at the new Barnes and Noble in Jacksonville. Located at St. John’s Town Center, the store invited me to sign with several other authors from the area. Dorothy Fletcher, who’s also signing, and I

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Miami is a city of sensations. Music dances around each corner. Spanish and English bounce off the street like staccato notes. Humidity settles onto brown skin and white skin. Expectations hang in the night air as clubs come alive. We stayed at the Omni Colonnade on Aragon Avenue, just a block away from Books and Books. The hotel was phenomenal—a historic structure featuring heavy crystal

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First thing tomorrow, I head for the tip of Florida. Well, close to the tip. I’m signing tomorrow evening at Books & Books in Coral Gables. I’ve never been to Miami, so I’m looking forward to experiencing the city.Spent the day re-writing a piece for one of my favorite editors. I displeased him a bit with a piece I did. I thought about it this evening and realized that when I admire an editor, I

Kay Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18275071321640008940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239122.post-1121569121357485762005-07-16T22:56:00.000-04:002006-10-20T09:11:27.175-04:00

Spent the day in Fernandina Beach. Books Plus, in the downtown district, was the second stop on my tour. The shop is one of my favorite book stores of all time. Wooden floors, big showroom, comfy chairs. Regional authors get their books displayed up front. Don Shaw has been a big supporter of my work, so I was very glad to be able to visit his store. The store is nestled on a block with quaint

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Work these days is a challenge because of Earl-related projects. Plus Taylor’s case is cooking up; a story will be out in a major Florida newspaper soon. I’ll keep you posted--the reporter just interviewed me yesterday.In the next 10 days, I’ll sign in Fernandina Beach, Miami and Savannah. Details are always posted on my Author Visits page. If you’re near any of those areas, come by and say

Kay Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18275071321640008940noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239122.post-1120959692553216502005-07-09T21:37:00.000-04:002006-10-20T09:11:27.036-04:00

Hurricanes are a Southern familiar. This poem was first presented at the SEBA trade show in September, 2004, when I read as part of the late night readings sponsored by Simon and Schuster. Admittedly, paganism and Christianity dance with me at times concurrently,largely owing to my ancestry. At any rate, the poem seems appropriate at the moment. Our last weather update forecasts a lot of rain,

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There's so little time right now, because of project deadlines for freelance work and of course, the book tour. So I'm late with this second post. I'm using this blog to create a map for how I did what I wanted to do with my work, in hopes it will save me re-typing answers to email from poets who want to know how to get their books published.How my poetry got published, part IIThere was never a

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Post 1 of 2, June 28, 2005Earl notes & office reduxI had a phenomenal signing at The Happy Bookseller in Columbia, SC. This is the city where most of the events in my latest book occurred. So many people visited and picked up both Killing Earl and A Poetry Break. This was technically my first tour stop, since the Jacksonville events were pre-release. Next up on my calendar are Fernandina Beach (

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The official pub date for Killing Earl draws near, with my number 1 tour stop in the city where the story began. Freelance writer Rachel Haynie surprised me with a very nice article about my book and signing in The Columbia Star. The pre-release launch and sales have gone great, and I’m hoping the book will help anyone who navigates a medical crisis, especially if the patient is an adolescent

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I am convinced that if I hadn’t lived during a time when various disorders hadn’t yet been popularized, I’d be diagnosed as ADD. I do seem to struggle with an attention deficit on a regular basis. Always have.I’d meant to do the second part of my Bikini Reads shortly after posting part I. Naturally, I shelved it to a dusty corner in my brain and retrieved the idea only after glancing at prior

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Yesterday, my husband told me this issue of The Georgia Review carries a feature on art by Nancy Terry Hooten. We don’t know Ms. Hooten, but we do know her son and his family. So first thing this morning, I hopped over to The Georgia Review to have a look.The magazine features an article and photographs of Ms. Hooten’s bead work. On first glance, I felt transported to ancient times because of

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As the official publication date approaches, a get-real perspective takes hold. Soon, I’ll meld to the road, or the air, depending on the city, and take Earl along. I've already received some great comments from those who bought the book at the pre-release events. That gives me confidence.I’m doing a signing in in a couple weeks in Columbia, SC—actually the first official signing. I’m also doing

Kay Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18275071321640008940noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239122.post-1117483197874169502005-05-30T15:51:00.000-04:002006-10-20T09:11:26.537-04:00

The long weekend held surprises and socializing, so my Sunday blog-walk is late. I ended up spending part of the morning with a news crew from Jacksonville’s ABC and NBC affiliate First Coast News. They came to tape the poem I wrote for W. Thomas Smith, Jr. as a Memorial Day Tribute.Blogs continue to fascinate me. Rachel Dacus has a new poetry collection out from well-regarded publisher David

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I didn't intend to offer anyone a book for free.But shortly after my new book Killing Earl went into production, I chanced upon a story that needed to be told. I began another new book.After talking with my publisher, I realized that it would take well over a year to bring another book out. But this story couldn't wait.I decided to tell the story of a young man, Taylor G. Wells, as an unfolding

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Last week, I wrote a poem for an author I admire. I gave him the poem, rights and all. I've never done that before. All is explained in the post Gifting a poem.I've known W. Thomas Smith, Jr., for years, and I've always admired his courage, whether he was fighting for his country in a foreign land or fighting for his country by covering tragedies like 9-11 firsthand. As a Southerner, I'm aware of

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Each year I share a list of great beach books with my newsletter list; this year, I’m also posting it on my blog. Let me know if you read any of them and send me comments or post them here if you like. My reading preferences are deliberately diverse, so there ought to be a book or two here for everyone. Oh, and I don’t always pick new titles. Each of these will tuck nicely into a beach tote. It

Kay Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18275071321640008940noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239122.post-1116811678083630372005-05-22T21:17:00.000-04:002006-10-20T09:11:26.255-04:00

I got the idea for this post when I visited Suzanne Frischkorn’s litwindowpane. Her post “Around the Neighborhood” listed several blogs of interest. So, figuring Suzanne won’t mind, I’m following suit. This blogging practice is new to me, but one pleasurable result has been the discovery that many of the poets with whom I’ve workshopped or published also blog. Through Suzanne’s site,I discovered

Kay Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18275071321640008940noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239122.post-1116540680391527892005-05-19T18:08:00.000-04:002006-10-20T09:11:26.180-04:00

I meet a lot of young writers. At just about every book festival and in almost every bookstore where I’ve signed or spoken, there’s always at least one young writer with questions. I help a lot with the parents’ group at the school of the arts where my daughter is a creative writing major. So I’ve grown used to those perky questions from young people who are close to embarking on a college or

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I’ve written poems about people, to people, for people. But yesterday, I not only wrote a poem about, to, and for a person, I literally gave him the poem.It all started when I read a column by W. Thomas Smith, Jr. in Military Week. Thomas wrote a beautiful tribute to Colonel David Hackworth who died last week. After reading the column, I visited various Net sites, including Colonel Hackworth’s,

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Like a pack of wolves, deadlines eyed me as I strolled to the computer this morning. My priority stack of paperwork threatened to topple. The phone rang like a machine possessed. So I made a rational decision.I decided to office-clean.When things get really stressful, sometimes it’s a good idea to do something that doesn’t require brain cells in overdrive. I needed to have four packages, three of

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I decided today that the book world is not for the faint of heart. For authors like me, whose names aren’t exactly a household word, and whose books are published by small presses, the climb can, at times, make you want to jump off the nearest peak you have been able to scale. Not to fret. My peaks aren’t tall enough to do any damage if I jump.So much in this business is controlled by the big

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Several teachers stopped by my table Saturday to purchase my book. Two of them asked me about my development as a writer, and I explained that every English teacher I had nurtured my obsession. This included professors in college, and poets after college as well. Early poetry workshops on the Internet also figured into my development as a poet. But the day came when I realized that I am not a

Kay Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18275071321640008940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239122.post-1115530725906116392005-05-08T01:30:00.000-04:002006-10-20T09:11:25.874-04:00

Sometimes we plan an event and things just come together. The community relations manager for Books-A-Million really put forth an effort to help make my Saturday event a success. She's truly a friend to small press authors. She and I worked closely together for over 2 months. My publisher and I came up with ideas, and I learned several important things about a super signing.It helps that the

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Lately, my work day has been all about the new book. It’s sort of like bringing a new baby home. The phone rings incessantly, and someone seems to need me constantly. Frequently updating Net pages, responding to questions from my publisher, talking to festival and events directors, planning booksignings with stores—there don’t seem to be enough hours in a day.Ironically, at times like this, my

Kay Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18275071321640008940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239122.post-1115351703754988722005-05-05T23:47:00.000-04:002006-10-20T09:11:25.676-04:00

Today was a happy day for ducks in Jacksonville, with showers pounding since last night. Several ducks from the lake across the street quacked their hearts out this afternoon. Glad to see someone found the weather suitable.The last few days have been full of surprises. Last night, I had the pleasure of dining with the 2004 Pulitzer Prize winner for Poetry, Franz Wright. It was an incredible

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Thoughts on this question filled my brain yesterday. I had an event in Georgia and spent some time talking to the bookseller, an independent who knows a lot about the book world. She complimented me on my publisher (“very professional”) and we talked a little about some of the authors she’s met this year. She mentioned one very high profile name, an author of maybe a dozen books. She also

Kay Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18275071321640008940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239122.post-1114790173251112172005-04-29T11:51:00.000-04:002006-10-20T09:11:25.559-04:00

I missed posting yesterday. I hosted a big poetry program at Barnes and Noble, with guest poet Janet Carr Hull coming from South Carolina (see April 26 for full details). We had many poets and guests come out, and it was absolutely exhilarating.I can’t talk about publishing without talking about validation. One of the greatest things Ocean Publishing has done for me is to validate my work by

Kay Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18275071321640008940noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239122.post-1114607717476874682005-04-27T09:12:00.000-04:002006-10-20T09:11:25.502-04:00

I was talking with a fellow author yesterday. Her book is about to be released by a small press. She asked me what she might expect from her publisher in terms of marketing, and what the publisher might expect of her. It turned out to be a long conversation.Another friend of mine mentioned that my blog posts are too long. So I’m breaking up my response to my fellow author’s questions.An author’s

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The pre-release launch is a done deal, and the tour is heating up. The last 2 days have been a whirlwind of activity. We’re booking events daily, so I ended up changing my author calendar to a 2-month format. It just wasn’t logical to cram so much information into a single page. I’ve also created a tour page where you can see photos of my stops along the way, and some notes about my events.Today

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I walked into Barnes and Noble here in Jacksonville last night 7 minutes late for my book launch. I was late for my own wedding many years ago too, and that turned out well, so I didn’t worry too much.The store really went to a lot of trouble—flowers on the table, a big in-store and window display with my book, refreshments. I’m very grateful.Many people came, and I lost count of the books. It

Kay Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18275071321640008940noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239122.post-1114182540318633262005-04-22T11:07:00.000-04:002006-10-20T09:11:25.331-04:00

I don’t think writers do waiting very well.My big day is finally here. I re-read my book last night. One writer I admire read a review copy last week. “I couldn’t put it down,” she said. So when I look at the book and feel vulnerable in a very absolute sort of way, I recall her words. They are comforting.This morning is busy with final attentions to upcoming events. My April-July calendar pages

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One more day and I’ll be signing copies of my new book Killing Earl.I really think I should go purchase a lucky pen. Or some new clothes.But there’s too much paper sitting here on the desk.The tour is coming together—I’m booked at the Savannah Barnes and Noble for July, as well as Books and Books in Miami. In between, I’ll go to one of my favorite places in Florida, Fernandina Beach, to sign at

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Okay, so I’m doing what a writer should never do. I’m watching the street. I’ve got three projects open on my desktop and I still find an excuse about every half hour to go to the door and peek out the little side window.Book posters are supposed to come today. Barnes and Noble needs them for the window display. Fed Ex called yesterday when the posters were supposed to be here. They had my

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We cut the launch close to the print date. My publisher and I both knew we’d be cutting it close, but Killing Earl was interrupted by both God and man. I told my daughter Earl almost killed her the first go-‘round, and now he’s gunning for me.I was winding down the first draft of what would be a six-draft manuscript as the hurricanes were engulfing Florida last year. We survived the power outages

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A publicist is a creature midlist authors dream about. I have my own personal version. She is dressed in one of those casual/dressy sort of outfits that says, "I am not in banking. I am my own person." She is brilliant, and knows book section editors at newspapers and magazines. She knows them well enough to call them and invite them to lunch at some trendy place in the historic section of any

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The fun part's over. Now the work begins.On my desk, there's a review copy of my new book. It's a standard review copy--black and white cover listing nuts and bolts info like the ISBN number, category, and wholesaler. My publisher is a small press, but he does things very professionally. He doesn't know I've read that review copy at least six times in the last ten days. I've read it enough to

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