Writing. Editing. Writing. Editing. That’s been a typical day the last little while (those that’s a lie, I was on vacation for several days last week).
Just wanted to update everyone who has supported me and this book, and are not on the Facebook page, to let you know that things are moving. I don’t yet know when the book will be published but we are in the midst of editing. As progress develops I will let you know!
Now, back to writing! Enjoy your day!
James
Ooh, and don’t forget you can pre-order Cape’s Side Bay still!
Hey All!
Oh boy, do I have a rad illustration for you today! Art master Jack Katz has outdone himself. I am in love with this composition for the new poem "Suits". It’s something straight out of The First Kingdom! Hope you dig it too! -Matt

Hello, greetings, happy Friday! Welcome to the shortest email you will ever receive from an Inkshares author. Here it comes:
Would you like to go pre-order my new novel Black Cloud?
If you do, I’ll give you a free Monkey Business Audiobook. For real. I’ll just email you a download link and you can listen to Monkey Business this weekend. It will be great!
Thank you, Landon

Hello horror fans!
There’s so much I want to talk about today, but for simplicity’s sake, I’ll keep it to two thing and both of them are a plea for help.
Please, if you can, review A God in the Shed on Amazon and Goodreads. There’s a long list of reasons why you should do this. Some are marketing, some have to do with the television option, but mostly, you want to win the leather bound copy I’m raffling off when we reach 100 reviews on Amazon.

Wow... for a second year in a row, one of my books is nominated for a Dragon Award. That’s right, A God in the Shed is nominated in the horror category. You can turn this nomination into an actual victory. Just head over to the voting page and fill out the form and when the voting ballot comes in please vote for A God in the Shed.
NOTE: If you don’t know how to fill out the rest of the ballot, here are some suggestions!
Thank you again for your support. I fail as a writer because I can’t conjure the proper words to tell you how much your help has meant.
JF
Jason Pomerance
liked an update for Not Afraid of the Fall: 114 days through 38 cities in 15 countries.
Friends and Family,
WE ARE MAKING WAVES!
Not Afraid of the Fall is ranking incredibly high right now thanks to you guys and has almost broken the top 100 Best Selling books on Amazon. Spoiler - there are a TON of books on Amazon...
However, we are in dire need of reviews. In order for the book to gain exposure and be seen on larger pages, we need 100 reviews. We currently have 15 and they are terrific (for the most part), but 15 is not quite enough!
Greetings, Hexers!
REVIEW THE BOOK ON GOODREADS
Hey everyone! If all goes according to plan I’ll be signing all of the preordered paperbacks on Thursday. The CEO of Inkshares sent me this picture this weekend. Doesn’t the final book look great?!

If you’ve already finished reading please give the book a star rating on Goodreads. Also write a review if you feel so inclined-the review can be something as simple as "I liked this book." The more ratings, the more attention the book will get. You can login to Goodreads with Facebook. It’s so freaking easy to help! https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/33534889-sunshine-is-forever
I’ll be opening preorders for my next book-KARID-sometime this fall. Follow the book here: https://www.inkshares.com/books/karid
Thank you for your continued support! I hope you love the book!
Kyle T. Cowan
Dear Readers and Friends of "Nowhere Else I Want to Be: A Memoir":
Authors Talk About It gave me a Featured Author Interview today - here’s the article (or link to the post HERE):
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Carol D. Marsh
Carol D. Marsh: I’m a 62-year-old woman living in Washington, DC with my wonderful husband. When not writing, I’m marketing my book and my online school, going to the Y for a work-out, knitting, reading, baking, or (a good bit of the time) managing chronic migraine pain.
Marsh: I’ve written as long as I can remember. Small notes to my Mom, birthday poems for family members, the usual (bad) teenage poetry and essay attempts. My serious writing, meaning not for work or fund-raising, began in 2010, when I started my memoir.
Marsh: Nowhere Else I Want to Be: A Memoir was published in January 2017. It’s a work of literary nonfiction that got its big push at the Goucher College MFA program (2012-2014). And I’ve had a couple of essays published this summer, one in The Los Angeles Review, the other in Lunch Ticket.
Marsh: Its combination of creativity and intellect, and the way I feel while I’m writing and in the hour or so after I’m done. I also love the rewriting process – finding the right word or phrase, testing how the words feel in my mouth, getting to the precise point or meaning. It’s so rewarding.
Marsh: Getting past the inertia of anxiety and the feeling that I’m not actually a writer. Not, at least, in the way I assume other writers are. I have a sense I’m not good enough to express this emotion, or make that argument, or say this thing about something important. My journey as a writer has been, in part, about trusting my own voice.
Marsh: I write nonfiction and memoiristic essays, so my ideas come from my life, by way of my heart.
Marsh: My writing process is choppy because I have chronic migraine disease and am unable to establish a regular, daily practice. But I’ve learned to write when not in too much pain, and to let it go when in a lot of pain. I’ve had to ignore the common wisdom about writing for five hours a day, but I suspect most of us do. Who has the luxury of all that time? Certainly not parents, or the employed, or students, or … you get the message.
Because of that, my writing process never runs on momentum. I manage by fits and starts, and have had to learn not to let the fits keep me from starting. And then, having to start again. I’ve found if I accept my process’ choppy nature, I worry less about not having a regular practice, which gives me more energy to write when I can.
Marsh: I have to guard against the writing taking over because too often I seem to veer into the fanciful or the made-up. As though I’m writing how I want something to have been rather than how it was in reality. This is partly because writing a scene means getting to details – sound, smell, sight, etc. I end up questioning myself at the end of a writing session that has got away from me, wait, was the wind really blowing so hard that day? Or was that a different day? Did she actually say that in so many words?
At Goucher College, where I got my MFA, we were told not to make sh*t up. Honestly, that’s one thing for long-form journalism, and quite another for memoir. Not that writing memoir is an excuse to make sh*t up. It’s not. But we’re so often writing about something not researchable as fact. We rely on our memories or the memories of others. And memories are notoriously sketchy when it comes to reliability. So a memoirist needs to hone her integrity and closely monitor how she writes through inevitable memory gaps, working to not fill them in with sh*t. Plus, she takes advantage of research that can help with accuracy, such as public records, weather reports, home videos and photographs, and diaries or journals.
Marsh: Oh, dear, that’s hard to say. If I have to choose, I’d say it’s not one part, but the scenes in which we’re together as a community. (My memoir is about ten of the years I worked and lived at Miriam’s House–a residence for Washington, DC’s homeless women with AIDS–as its Founding Executive Director). I tried to recreate the sounds and language and feel of our gatherings. They were fun to write and are fun, now, to read.
Marsh: I have a couple of essays in the works, and am started on a new full-length project that I’ll be mysterious about for now.
Marsh: Two places: 1) my website, http://www.caroldmarsh.com/; and my online school,http://forumatcaroldmarsh.com/ (Forum for Growth in Service — support and challenge for people who want to serve others authentically, compassionately, and effectively).
Marsh: Thank you so much for this opportunity.