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First up, because Amazon and NOOK are dinky about such things, I could not put Portal to Gaming down at a zero price. Seriously. They would not let me do this when I tried. And because I'd made "changes" to Portal, I couldn't get into the promotion area to mark it down as free.
So that prompted an impromptu change in plans. From today through the 17th, The King and Queen of Wands is available for free download on Kindle. Starting on the 18th through the 22nd, Portal to Gaming will be free for download, and, then, finally, The Sons of Thor will be free for download from the 23rd through the 27th.
Readers can find them here. http://www.amazon.com/Elise-K.-Rasha/e/B00MQF33K6
The meet-and-greet is still on for June 28th at 10 am. As of right now, it's going to be me, my sister, and a couple of co-workers (who know that I'm a writer) in attendance. It's an open event, just one that, if you're in Tulsa, if your'e available around that time frame, and if you're interested in meeting with me, I need to know so I can inform my boss of numbers. If not, well, my co-workers will get cake. That's for sure.
And I'm on the bummed out side of life. Struggling through a depression that's caused by a variety of things but not helped in the least by latest events.
The world is such a fucked up place right now. I don't agree with the bathroom laws that are being passed. We've been sharing bathrooms with transgenders for a few decades now and have never really known about it. I don't care for the laws that are trying to tell others who they can and can't marry. Seriously. That's so 1950s. That was sixty years ago. Get over it. If I want to marry a Japanese guy or a Native American guy or, heck, in the right circumstances, a woman, it's no one's business who I love and what we do together in the bedroom. I don't go around asking my co-workers how many white girls or Mexicans or black people they've slept with and when. It's none of my business. When two people are attracted to each other and mutually want to pursue those avenunes, leave them alone. It's bad enough their families may end up reacting harshly to the coupling. No one needs the government to add its two cents into the mix.
And to come back to the house, to log on and to see my friends posting about a nightclub shooting in Orlando, about fifty people dead and fifty more injured, all because someone didn't like to see two men kissing . . . it breaks my heart. It saddens me so much to realize that we're still stuck in the dark ages when it comes to the ways we think. And there are people out there who think this is the age of enlightenment, the age of reasoning. Why? Because we know how to read and to write? How is it an age of enlightenment and reasoning? There are people out there who think the world would be a better place if this particular group of people or that particular group of people didn't exist. How is that reasonable? How is that enlightened? They're not seeing the beauty of the world around them, the magnificent things that are taking place. All anyone wants to hear about is the bad, the horrible, the demeaning. That isn't enlightened. That isn't reasonable.
The world can be such a scary place at times. I'm not going to deny that, and there are times when it feels like it's too much, that I need to throw in the towel, give up, just stop breathing sometimes because no matter what I say or what I do, no one wants to listen.
But holding on to anger, frustration, hurt, sadness . . . it's all toxic. The best analogy I have ever seen when it comes to holding on to anger, to grudges is comparing it to drinking poison. You drink it but expect the other person to die. That isn't how it works with poison.
And it's hard to let go sometimes. We become programmed from an early age to hang on to such things. But in order to move forward, I need to reprogram myself. It won't be easy, but it'll be worth it. I'll fail along the way, and that's okay, too. It'll just add to my determination to be stronger, be better, and to never give up.
That's where I'm at, wanting to give up, and I don't because I've got so much I want to do with my life. This isn't the end. This is only the beginning.
I am moving forward because I am a beautiful person, and I'm not a quitter. Not anymore.
Now to say some very blasphemous words other people will not understand.
Mondays are beautiful. (It's the first day off of three this week for me, guys. It's my "weekend". Server life, you know.)
Publication update: Sigyn's Flowers will be released on June 28th as both ebook and paperback. Ebook price is currently set at $2.99, at least for Kindle. I'm not done with the setup yet on NOOK, where it will be $1.50. The paperback price is $8.99.
One final thing. This will be my last attempt at writing a short story. It isn't that I'm not up for the challenge. It's just that they never stay short because when I ask people for their thoughts, they're constantly asking about other things, and the short story never stays short.
I am a novelist so those, and novellas, will be my focus from this point forward, which is fine by me. I tend to like them more anyway.
So that prompted an impromptu change in plans. From today through the 17th, The King and Queen of Wands is available for free download on Kindle. Starting on the 18th through the 22nd, Portal to Gaming will be free for download, and, then, finally, The Sons of Thor will be free for download from the 23rd through the 27th.
Readers can find them here. http://www.amazon.com/Elise-K.-Rasha/e/B00MQF33K6
The meet-and-greet is still on for June 28th at 10 am. As of right now, it's going to be me, my sister, and a couple of co-workers (who know that I'm a writer) in attendance. It's an open event, just one that, if you're in Tulsa, if your'e available around that time frame, and if you're interested in meeting with me, I need to know so I can inform my boss of numbers. If not, well, my co-workers will get cake. That's for sure.
And I'm on the bummed out side of life. Struggling through a depression that's caused by a variety of things but not helped in the least by latest events.
The world is such a fucked up place right now. I don't agree with the bathroom laws that are being passed. We've been sharing bathrooms with transgenders for a few decades now and have never really known about it. I don't care for the laws that are trying to tell others who they can and can't marry. Seriously. That's so 1950s. That was sixty years ago. Get over it. If I want to marry a Japanese guy or a Native American guy or, heck, in the right circumstances, a woman, it's no one's business who I love and what we do together in the bedroom. I don't go around asking my co-workers how many white girls or Mexicans or black people they've slept with and when. It's none of my business. When two people are attracted to each other and mutually want to pursue those avenunes, leave them alone. It's bad enough their families may end up reacting harshly to the coupling. No one needs the government to add its two cents into the mix.
And to come back to the house, to log on and to see my friends posting about a nightclub shooting in Orlando, about fifty people dead and fifty more injured, all because someone didn't like to see two men kissing . . . it breaks my heart. It saddens me so much to realize that we're still stuck in the dark ages when it comes to the ways we think. And there are people out there who think this is the age of enlightenment, the age of reasoning. Why? Because we know how to read and to write? How is it an age of enlightenment and reasoning? There are people out there who think the world would be a better place if this particular group of people or that particular group of people didn't exist. How is that reasonable? How is that enlightened? They're not seeing the beauty of the world around them, the magnificent things that are taking place. All anyone wants to hear about is the bad, the horrible, the demeaning. That isn't enlightened. That isn't reasonable.
The world can be such a scary place at times. I'm not going to deny that, and there are times when it feels like it's too much, that I need to throw in the towel, give up, just stop breathing sometimes because no matter what I say or what I do, no one wants to listen.
But holding on to anger, frustration, hurt, sadness . . . it's all toxic. The best analogy I have ever seen when it comes to holding on to anger, to grudges is comparing it to drinking poison. You drink it but expect the other person to die. That isn't how it works with poison.
And it's hard to let go sometimes. We become programmed from an early age to hang on to such things. But in order to move forward, I need to reprogram myself. It won't be easy, but it'll be worth it. I'll fail along the way, and that's okay, too. It'll just add to my determination to be stronger, be better, and to never give up.
That's where I'm at, wanting to give up, and I don't because I've got so much I want to do with my life. This isn't the end. This is only the beginning.
I am moving forward because I am a beautiful person, and I'm not a quitter. Not anymore.
Now to say some very blasphemous words other people will not understand.
Mondays are beautiful. (It's the first day off of three this week for me, guys. It's my "weekend". Server life, you know.)
Publication update: Sigyn's Flowers will be released on June 28th as both ebook and paperback. Ebook price is currently set at $2.99, at least for Kindle. I'm not done with the setup yet on NOOK, where it will be $1.50. The paperback price is $8.99.
One final thing. This will be my last attempt at writing a short story. It isn't that I'm not up for the challenge. It's just that they never stay short because when I ask people for their thoughts, they're constantly asking about other things, and the short story never stays short.
I am a novelist so those, and novellas, will be my focus from this point forward, which is fine by me. I tend to like them more anyway.
