Tuesday, October 29, 2024

Happy All Hallows Eve Eve Eve... I think!

 So... All Hallows is November 1st right? Or what we otherwise call All Saints Day or Day of the Dead? Right?

I'm not religious, and if I was religious at one time, I was raised in the Baptist church so we didn't do such things. My parents were agnostic at best, at worst closet atheists too afraid not to believe. They took us kids to Sunday school but did not attend themselves. But I digress. Simply put, Halloween to me, is just a candy dress up day. I am not religious at all. I do understand the origins of the day because I'm more of a history geek than anything else. So hence the ask... All Hallows is November 1st? and All Hallows Eve is the night before that, like Christmas Eve, and  tomorrow is the eve of the eve so today is the eve of the eve of the eve?

Do I have this straight?

:-D

Just messing with ya.

Yesterday was a bad day. Yesterday was the 8 year anniversary of my mother's death. It hit me kinda hard so I avoided social media after posting and deleting something on Facebook. Speaking of All Hallows Eve. I buried my mother in front of her grandmother's house on November 1st. The funeral director wanted to do it on the 31st. I could not tell that little old man that I was not burying that woman in the ground in front of a house of a woman I am convinced was a witch on Halloween. So I simply told the other truth, I'm almost four hours away and I have a small child and Tuesday is the best day for me to get there. And he agreed and there we were, in front of my great-grandmother's tiny house wiped clean of the yard of flowers and the picket fence and her chickens and the date palms that stunk so badly I can still smell them, with one of her brothers just me and the funeral director and his crew and backhoe while fucking Christmas music played from my uncle's truck radio... and it was so hot and dry just like now and I couldn't watch them lower her into the vault and I never hated my brother and sister more than I did right then but I was so very wrong about how much I could hate them. Horrible people that she raised to be just like her. And I put her in the ground behind the only decent person in her family and I hope she finally found some peace. But damn... the shit that sticks with you. At least the date trees were gone and the rotting stench of over rip fruit in the Florida sun wasn't part of that day.

Strangely, one of my first vivid memories also took place in that exact place. I was 3. At my great-grandfather's funeral. The first of them to go into that ground right out front. The house was still small. I loved that house. It was a white salt box style with an added on front porch painted green. The screen door squeaked. I remember it was warm enough to wear a short dress and no sweater. I had on black buckle shoes. I can't remember if it was spring or fall. It wasn't summer. I remember my mother and I sat under the blue tent and she cried while my daddy and her brothers and a couple of men I didn't know carried the casket from the house and the screen door had to be taken off, and my aunt, with her long red hair and short brown skirt ,crying inconsolably, being supported by my great-grandmother when it should have been the other way. And wondering why we were the only family sitting. My mother was pregnant with my brother but I didn't know that, and I was 3 but I didn't think that applied to me. I remember the date trees and the green grass and the blue sky and all the flowers in my grandmother's garden yard and the concrete flamingoes that I loved. Her whole yard was flowers. No grass. Just the white sandy loam dirt that was common so close to the gulf and tall flowers and those flamingoes and the rooster crowing in the back. She had those prissy little chickens that looked like they wore fluffy pants. And when it was over and we went inside my daddy and my uncles put the furniture back and I rode on the couch while they lifted it and I remember my black buckle shoes and the smell of old fires and the handmade brooms by the door that no one wanted me to touch that day and the mirror over the fireplace had a black scarf draped over it. And that's the first memory of that house that I have and the last. No one of our family lives in the house now. My aunt rents it. Most of the family are in the front yard now. Except that damn aunt who cried inconsolably in the first memory that has tried to have the family exhumed and cast off their land so she can sell it... even the grandfather she mourned so loudly.

Memories are strange. Everything can and will come full circle. I have no memory at all of my great-grandmother's funeral, in that exact same location four years later. I was seven. You'd think I would. But I don't. At least not the kind of memory that has any visceral meaning to it. I can't remember if it was hot or cold. I can't remember the house or the garden. I can't remember anything. I remember going to the hospital with my mother when they took her in. I stayed in the car. That was the last time I ever saw her. I don't remember if the casket was in the house or what kind of shoes I wore. I was too big to get rides on floating couches. I had a brother. My mother was pregnant again, with a baby that would never be born. It was a boy. I often wonder if he'd lived if he'd be like my siblings.

I don't believe in such things as veils between this world and the next. But if I did, and the thoughts in my head, I'd say, I feel it thinning. Or maybe I'm finally ready to let go.

Either way, we are here, two days before Halloween. Whatever we believe or don't believe. However you celebrate the departed. With candy and costumes. Or ritual sacrifices. Have a good one.


Peace,

Mercy


Oh yeah, and if you're still here, you can buy my 9 shortest stories for 99 cents through the weekend. Only on Amazon.





Saturday, October 26, 2024

WELP! That's That Then!

 So, I've been skating around the decision to pull everything from wide release the past week or so. I had one book sale on Apple this month and none on Kobo or Barnes and Noble. But to be fair with B&N I only had two books listed there to begin with. I was waiting for the Kobo plus report for September to come out to make the decision but....

Sighs.

Yeah, okay when Kobo paid royalties from August last week the wire transfer service they used charged me a twenty dollar fee for the wire transfer. Instead of the 98 and change that I was owed, I got 78. I contacted Kobo. They said it was a mistake and they would send the refund this past week. They did not. I did contact them again early Friday morning (yesterday) and I do realize that it will probably be Monday before I hear back, but honestly, I'm not expecting much here. And coupled with the 38 dollars Kobo Plus statement that isn't even enough to meet their payment threshold... yeah, I pulled everything from Wide.

Before we all say I'm jumping the gun and inventing trouble where there is none... I'm not. I promise. I do believe that it was a mistake. I do believe that they will fix it. Eventually. But honestly, I'm just not in the mood to wait. It will now be two months before I get another payout from them, IF I made enough in page reads this month.

Not that I'm doing any better over on Amazon. I might accidentally hit the two hundred dollar mark this month but I'm not holding my breath.

And with the rumblings of an Amazon boycott brewing... BIG SIGHS!

I'm not about to sink those five remaining titles back in KU while the rest of my books are doing nothing there. So, they will not be available in wide release or in Kindle Unlimited. They will still be for sale on Amazon and in my Payhip store.

Except for Under a Crescent Moon.

And that's the Welp part of this story.

REALLY BIG SIGHS!!!!

I think there's been maybe 10 sales on Moon this year. It's done okay in Kobo Plus but not that okay. Maybe 10 more equivalent units.

Oh sure, I have worse performing books. Need You Now has never done well. Shift in Time has never done well. All of the newer books don't do well. 

So why is Moon any different?

Because Moon is the only book of mine that is locked out of Kindle Unlimited, permanently. Since 2016. 

And that's been an issue. A big issue. I did nothing wrong to cause the blocking. It was the original publisher not pulling it from all of their sales venues. I've tried to get it un blocked. Amazon will not budge on the block. Hell, the original publisher almost got my Amazon account banned, not once, not even twice, but three times. 

I just don't know what else to do. Moon doesn't sell. I was doing okay in KU when it was blocked. It's been nearly a decade. Why does it matter at this point?

I don't know. Maybe it's one I should just completely pull and pretend never existed. Lord knows I've been on that kick lately.

So, as of right now Under a Crescent Moon is only available in my Payhip store.

Again, why?

Why bother pulling it off Amazon?

ANOTHER BIG SIGH!

I'm going to revise, recover, and retitle the story. Not that I can afford to do that right now. So, I'm going to keep it off Amazon for at least six months.

I've changed book titles before without any issues. But honestly, I'm afraid that if I try this with Moon that it might cost me my account. So really, I don't know what I'm doing. Or going to do. I can't get any more strikes. But it's been years since that final Moon strike. 

So yeah, that's where I am. I hate that cover. I kinda want just a dark romance cover with no people on it. I don't know what I'd retitle it to. I just know that I want to pull the book from obscurity. And I don't know if it's even worth bothering with.

So that's where I am.

And if you're wondering where to find Moon and other books I've pulled from sale check my Payhip link below.

And as always,

Peace,

Mercy


My PayHip Store





Tuesday, October 22, 2024

Twenty Days Later

 Sorry, I haven't felt much like blogging this month. I come on, I try to think of something to write about. I log out. I meant to feature a book a day but I'm wasting my time and all five of us know it. I mean it's not like anyone is hanging on my every word, now is it.

The books are still over to the right sidebar. You can click them to find out more about them. Most of them are available to read in Kindle Unlimited world wide. Only 6 are available in wide release. 6 are gone completely and will never return. 12 will fall out of Kindle Unlimited in exactly one month. Not much else to say about them. Either you've already read them or you aren't interested. It is what it is. There's nothing new to talk about. I have given up. Mostly I just keep this going to pretend I have a place in this business.

So, we're just a few days away from Halloween. There's not a decoration in sight in my house. No one seems interested. They're putting up Christmas decorations on the college campus. I guess that's the only acceptable early Christmas. I mean fall semester ends the first week of December and the dorms close not long after. No one will be on campus for Christmas, so go ahead and do that early, totally get it.

About a year ago we got second hand news that something major was happening, something we were not a part of. Something that has caused many emotions in the family. In February that thing happened. This month a bit more of that has happened. I can't share what. I'm not ready. I'm not ready to trust just yet. Big emotional stuff. This month we got other news that sort of tops off ten years of emotional drama. I don't know if that will be resolved. Again, not something I'm ever going to discuss. I'm just emoting here. Let's just say we're in a state of raw flux right now. Walking on eggshells. I can say there's nothing terminal about any of this news. Just... emotional. And leave it at that. So, I can say it's been a month. Not sure what kind of month. Just a month. I guess October must be the month of raw emotions now. Kinda hard to get into the holiday spirit as it stands right now. But yeah, it's been kinda hard to disguise the hurt, anger, and bitterness of the last decade or so. 

Anyway, I'm not going to try to upsell my books anymore. I'm tired of trying. I'm tired of failing. They're over there >>>>>>>  find a cover that interests you and click it. Maybe give it a read or a buy. Hope you enjoy it. 

That is all for now. If I don't make it back before the big day... HAPPY HALLOWEEN... if I do, maybe I'll have something to share, and as always


Peace,

Mercy


Wednesday, October 2, 2024

Book of the Day (BotD): River's Edge

 Yes, I' know River's Edge isn't a book. It's not even a novella, it's a short story. 

I started writing RE Halloween night two years ago while Aubrey was out with their friends trick-or-treating our neighborhood and I was hiding in the dark from trick-or-treaters. It started as a Thanksgiving story about a guy who comes home for the first time in years and meets the boy he'd fallen for in high school again, and I'd planned for a novella length small town Hallmark-esque story in which the guy buys a vacant building and starts a restaurant and HEA was achieved. But it was Halloween and I was listening to witchy mood music and it took on a darker tone as I wrote.

I know the cover is bad. I made it myself from a picture I bought using Canva. I am not that good with Canva. But I was broke and did the best I could so I could pay for a round of edits.

Anyway, I probably should have changed the Thanksgiving part to a more non-holiday oriented night. But that's the only regret I have with that story. I think of it as a writing exercise of setting a scene and tone and using surroundings to pervert a character's POV. Sometimes I wish I'd written Brick's POV but I don't think it would have had the same effect. I don't think you would have felt River's relief in finding him if you knew Brick was waiting for him. Or if you knew why Brick was there in the first place. I thought to have the epilogue in Brick's POV but it wouldn't have had the same feel than to have it stop and switch to Brick to get the twist at the end.

I thought, that I was being smart in starting it over but with subtle changes... but I think I failed to stick this story at the end.

And yeah, the blurb sucks. I still don't know what else to say about a twelve thousand word story that wouldn't give the whole thing away.

Is it bittersweet? I thinks so? Is there an HEA? I think so. But not a conventional HEA. Did the bulk of the readers understand what I'd written?

Sighs... probably not.

River's Edge

The story of two lovers reunited for one night... and all eternity.


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Tuesday, October 1, 2024

Hello October! Where's Autumn?

 I know the world is in shambles right now. I know. Believe me I know. I understand. I am... just not able to discuss any of it. I don't want to. I don't have a grip on my personal shit, I've been walking a line the width and tensile strength of dental floss far too long to have any discussion of bigger picture events.

So, pardon me if I keep this a bigger events free zone and paste on the fakey grin and just let the words roll okay.

That said... IT'S FINALLY OCTOBER!

Which, if you live on the American Gulf Coast, you know means exactly Jack Shit. October is a fall month, it was 90 degrees and hot as crap today. Which leads me to say something about that other Jack that makes an appearance this time of year, that nice Irish fella O' Lantern... yeah it's way to early for him here. You can not carve pumpkins right now, unless you want to watch one roast in real time and shrivel up like some toothless orange demon. Yeah, not a good look. And honestly, I don't have the spoons to drag the Halloween decorations out of the garage right now, so if the two offspring still living at home won't do it, then it doesn't get done this year.

Which is a damn shame.

But I did change the wallpaper up in the banner here, what do you think... cooked it myself, letters and all.

Okay, I didn't design the image. I have a subscription to Creative Fabrica and found an image I like and Plugged it into a banner template at Canva and added some Canva text because I can't figure out how to use the fonts the Creative Fabrica has and, well.... 

HAPPY OCTOBER!!!!

So, what books do I have that are set in Spooky Month?

Hmm...

Entirely?

None. 

Partially?

You know what, I don't even know.

Shift in Time maybe, but I think some of it falls in November. I think Light from the Dark is set in November. Falling Back might start in October but it's set around the time change in November. Blues is set in November. River's Edge is a spooky story, but set in November. Uh... Into the Gloaming starts the day after Halloween and goes through January. The QB Connection might be, but I don't remember much about it to be honest. Under a Crescent Moon takes place over the course of a year, but I can't remember which month it started. Beyond Complicated starts in October, I think. The 51st Thursday... Except for the ending and epilogue, it takes place around Halloween.

And I think that's it. The rest are summer and a couple winter books with a smattering of spring.

Or should I say, Winter and Spring with a smattering of summer. Hell, I don't know. I wrote most of those books more than a decade ago. I don't think about them. Honestly, I don't want to think about them. I just... 

Sighs.

I think I view everything as something I did in a previous life now. I can't explain it. I'm not the same person I was when I wrote most of my stories. I'm a completely different person now. And I don't say that as a positive thing, because I know it's not been a positive change in me.

I'm trying so hard, but I can't even muster a shred of enthusiasm for the holiday right now. I've been drowning so very long that I wouldn't know how to just tread water. 

Yes, I'm typing this from a place absolute pain.. Pain that I can't discuss even if I wanted to. Pain that... well, it is what it is, and it's not in my power to change it, so I just... grin and pretend and that's about the best I have.

That said, and I know by speaking this to the world, that I'm jinxing it, but the plan for October is to resume sharing the old books every day. Maybe I'll talk about the history of writing them. We'll see. 

But for today, the first day of Spooky Month, let's just take a moment of silence for the world at large and hope for a better future.

And as always~~

PEACE,

Mercy




Thursday, September 26, 2024

It's Spooky Season!

 Well, for me, it's been Spooky Season for a while now. I like Halloween. I like goth and dark academia décor. I like dark cottage core. And I like pastel spooky too. Love me some pastel ghosts.

But I know that most of you wait until late October to start thinking about Spooky Season and that's cool. You do you, Boo.

So, let's kick off the book promoting a few days before the official start of Halloween month, with my monster dark gothic paranormal romantic suspense novel. Free to read in Kindle Unlimited for the entire season.

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Into the Gloaming