Showing posts with label Hugh Howey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hugh Howey. Show all posts

Monday, July 28, 2014

Why Being Independent #ROCKS

If you've kept up with this blog since the beginning, you know I'm a crazy movie-buff.

My maternal grandmother, who we called "Bobie," loved movies, and she got me started watching them with the old noir detective films.

These old movie posters are amazing.
My best memory is of watching The Big Sleep with her, and I've seen it so many times since, I can practically quote the whole thing.

It's also cool that William Faulkner was one of the screenwriters. (Yes, that William Faulkner.)

It's a crazy, twisty super-fun movie with fantastic, unforgettable characters doing unexpected things.


And you really have to watch it about five times to understand what all's happening...

After watching it several times, you might get more insight into my own characterization and plot twists. (JRM points to Footloose as being, "everything you ever write"--LOL! That's not so true anymore.)

So what does all this have to do with being an Independent Author? I'll tell ya!

I was reading an article about Roger Ebert in Entertainment Weekly (link), and it had a listing of his "Movies of the Year," going all the way back to 1967's Bonnie & Clyde. (I totally agree with his assessment of that film, btw.)

In the listing were JFKMalcolm X, and Schindler's List. About Schindler's List, Ebert says, "The movie is 184 minutes long, and like all great films, it feels too short." Spot on.

That got me thinking about the battle Spike Lee had over the length of Malcolm X was, and how the Big Studios wanted him to cut it.

Oliver Stone had managed to get away with 188 minutes for JFK the year before, and as expected, Lee had some choice words about that. But at the time the Controlling Powers had established "norms" about "what audiences wanted," and long films about controversial black icons were not it.

The next year, Big Fish Steven Spielberg made a 184-minute, black and white film, no sweat.

Flash Forward many years, and I'm thinking about how all of this relates to Independent Publishing v. Traditional Publishing.

Film, like music, and now books, went through a revolutionary "independent" period that played out differently in each medium. (I should say "is playing out" with regard to books.)

Personally, I just wrapped a series of books that I can't even imagine trying to get through the Traditional process.

The Dragonfly Series starts with Book 1, Dragonfly, which is written in the standard mature-YA manner: first-person, female POV. (It's how you wrote books like this in 2009.)

The next book Undertow takes a completely different turn. The bulk of the story is told through three journals, but regular journal-style felt inhibiting to my process... so I didn't follow the rules. I wrote it like a narrative, but unfolding it epistolary-style.

It's told in three different POVs--Meg, Lexy, and Bill's--and it's the story of an affair that led to a birth and a death. It does not have a happy ending... and most readers seem to love it.

It's a layer to the series that goes to the heart of everything happening, of Anna and Julian's relationship, of all the secrets and lies, and readers really, really need to know that story. The style fits into the overall series arc, and it was how I chose to write it.

The content of Undertow is also decidedly New Adult to Adult--one of my beta readers even said, "This reads more like women's fiction." Another said, "You should write more adult fiction."--LOL!

It makes sense, and I think my readers of all ages get it. I trusted them to get it.

Watercolor (#3) is back to the present, it's Anna and Julian's love story, first-person POV, female lead and more strict NA, a'la Jessica Sorensen, Colleen Hoover, or Katja Millay books. (I.e., the main characters are seniors in high school.)

Then we get to Mosaic... 

It's the end of the series, and I really wanted to tie the whole thing together both from a story perspective and a stylistic one. So right slap in the middle of that book, sandwiched between the present--which is 20 years after Watercolor ends--is Anna's "private blog."

It's her journal (told Undertow-style), and it follows her and the gang through college all the way to the break... where it stops, and we see what happens next.

When I started writing this series in 2009, there was no "Independent Publishing." Amazon hadn't truly launched the Kindle yet, and at that time, self-publishing meant Vanity Publishing.

Vanity Publishing is bad, reader-friends. It means you pay thousands of dollars to jerks like Author Solutions (now owned by Random-Penguin) and they take you for a ride that ends with them dumping a pile of paperbacks on your doorstep for you to figure out how to sell.

It isn't legitimate in any sense of the word. It's a racket that many well-meaning authors got sucked into because they didn't want their stories to die in a drawer. (And they didn't have Thelma Toole, Walker Percy, or LSU Press, link. Geaux, Tigers.)

Of course, I'm sure Traditional Publishing doesn't consider Independent Publishing legitimate to this day--unless you start banking Amanda Hocking, Hugh Howey, E.L. James, Colleen Hoover, Jasinda Wilder, Abbi Glines... the list goes on... dollars. Then suddenly you're very legitimate.

(I hope you're catching my sarcasm. I drank the "not legitimate" Kool-Aid for way too long before I jumped off that merry-go-round.)

I feel like I'm losing my point--my point is, to me, the greatest thing about being an independent author is I can write my books the way I want to write them, the way that makes sense to me. I don't have to worry about established norms or "what readers want" when I sit down to write.

Okay, being a smart businesswoman, I do consider "what readers want" when I'm looking at which projects to focus the most time and energy on. (Hint: The ones that are selling!)

But take for example a book I've been sitting on since 2012. It's another NA contemporary romance, but it's an action-adventure story set in the woods of south Mississippi.

I loved this movie when I was a kid.
Since it's written by me, it's fer sure a romance, but the focus is on the transformation of this incredible character I love named Prentiss Puckett from everyday-country girl to a Red-Dawn-meets-L O S T-style action-hero.

Being trapped in a prison camp during what seems (to her) to be a Russian invasion of the U.S. will do that to a person.

This book, which is currently titled 21 Days, was with a literary agent for a year. He shopped it around, and we got the usual compliments on my "strong writing" followed by the reasons it "wouldn't work."

First, I was told it was "too dated." The problem is Prentiss fears it's the Russians holding them captive. It made sense to me in 2012, given where she lives and the persistent fear of "Russians" in certain pockets of the deep south.

I was told "nobody cares about Russia anymore" and given the "how very 1950s of you" treatment. (Oops! Ukraine just called.)

Second, after being kidnapped, *something* is happening to Prentiss, and it's causing her to have very vivid flashback-style dreams, which taper off as the plot unfolds. I won't spoil it here, but I was told "readers won't like that"--jumping back and forth.

It's funny because all six of my beta readers--all six of them--said that was their favorite part. One even wanted more!

Guess what I'm going to do?

I'm going to polish that baby up, add a few ideas that I've had since I finished it 2.5 years ago, and put it out there for you all.

And that's why I love being an Independent Author.

Now, I'm not going to go all *banging my fist on the table* insisting I'll "never go traditional." There are very legitimate reasons for plugging in and using that established book-selling machine--for example, none of my indie books will ever be reviewed in Entertainment Weekly.

I have managed to get into some high school libraries through NetGalley, which is amazing. But I won't be in any Scholastic Book Fairs at schools. (Scholastic is a traditional publisher, fyi. Those are all their books.)

It's incredibly difficult for independently published authors to get into places like Target or Sam's Club or Costco. (I won't say impossible b/c my indie-author friend Cindy Hogan does it all the time.)

This post has gotten very long. I apologize. I haven't blogged in a while...

One last thing that I love about being an Independent Author: As my one-degree-of-separation buddy Hugh Howey explains in detail here (link), being independent means for the first time in history, authors can make a living--an actual living that includes paying bills, feeding children, buying clothes, paying for college--through writing books alone.

Many, many authors are doing just that, and it has never been the case in all of book publishing recorded time... until now. Only a handful of "stars" have ever been able to make that claim.

So yanno. Vive la Revolution... or whatever.

I'm just so lucky and blessed to be living in this time. I'm not knocking anybody's choice or the path they follow. Whatever path you chose, traditional or independent, whatever books you read, do it because you love it. Otherwise, what's the point?

Thanks for being such FAB reader-friends. Love you guys~ 

Monday, January 7, 2013

Susie Q., the INTERVIEW!

UPDATE! Susan has just released the book trailer for Open Minds (link), which is 99 cents right now so get it (link)!

Anyway, the trailer was professionally shot at a high school in Manhattan, and it is superkewl. Check it out:



Everybody knows Dr. Susan Kaye Quinn (link), right? I met Sue after reading her young adult romance Life, Liberty, & Pursuit (link), which I loved!

Our heroine, Sue
At the time, we were sort-of secondary bloggy friends, but I asked if I could interview her about LL&P and she said sure!

Fast-forward to today, and Sue is on fire! She's just released Free Souls (link), the third and final book in her Mindjack series. I got to beta read it, and it is fantastic.

So I invited her to come back for a real interview this time. She said sure again! Y'all ready? Here we geaux~

LTM: Everyone knows you're a rocket scientist (because I tell them). In my mind that makes you the female MacGyver. Just how many things can be fixed with a paper clip and a piece of chewing gum wrapper?

The nemesis, MacGyver
SKQ: No idea. I can turn a wrench with the best of them, and sign me up if you’re actually blowing something up, lighting it on fire, or stress testing it until it explodes, but as far as working with found items…

You’d be better off with my 11 year old son (Wormburner), who not only can assemble furniture from IKEA (unassisted) but he can dual-boot your computer into Ubuntu (which sounds like Voodoo but is actually an operating system). He’s the one I want by my side when the lights go out in the apocalypse.

(She's trying to distract us with fake words like Ubuntu, but she really has MacGyver in her basement--locked in a trunk made entirely of rubber bands and gator clips.)

LTM: It's pure, disgusting brilliance how in the Mindjack books, when Kira jacks into people's minds, their brains are like jello and she detects a "mind scent." (Ew! ...and so creative!) I would say your mindscent is a mixture of peppermint, pinot noir, and Beryllium. Am I right? What's my mind scent?

SKQ: Beryllium! How did you know? And it’s merlot, not pinot noir, but I can understand the confusion. And wait… peppermint is the mindscent for the demens, people driven mad by the adolescent change into being a mindreader. What are you saying here?? (Uhh... what? *acts very busy*)

The goods (get me)
I asked jacker-revolutionary-leader Julian to dip into your mind and he says that your mindscent reminds him of Southern Sweet Tea mixed with cut grass. It took him a while to decide, so you might want to check and see if you have a sudden urge to do the monkey dance or kiss random strangers. Julian’s been known to mess with people’s heads.

(I don't cut grass or drink sweet tea, so when I start prancing around, kissing people... well, that just sounds like Mardi Gras!)

LTM: We haven't heard much from your son "Dark Omen" lately. I remember he had a big problem with all the kissing in your books. Has that changed? And if so, how do you feel about this?

SKQ: Dark Omen is now 14 years old, and still thinks that romance is a waste of good words in a novel. For which I am grateful, although I’m a little concerned about the prospect of grandchildren. I may have to rely on my 8 year old son, who already knows the secret to a great novel. “Every good story ends with a kiss, Mom.” He charms every female he meets; I’m in trouble with that one.

(D.O. cracks me up, and that little one is my kinda guy. When he goes missing, do not check my house.)

LTM: It's come to my attention you have a huge crush on Hugh Howey (link), the bestselling science-fiction author... 
POP QUIZ: You're having lunch with Hugh, and he drops a ketchup-laden French fry on the front of his white, button-down shirt. You immediately:
A-Order him to take off his shirt! So you can dip it in your ice water. To prevent staining. Yanno.
B-Order him to take off his shirt! ...so you can keep it.
C-Order him to take off his shirt! Then bat your eyes and say, "Another fry, Hughey?"

SKQ: D-Denounce him as not-the-real-Hugh-Howey. Hugh wouldn’t eat a French fry. Have you seen him without his shirt?? Not that I have. I’ve just heard the rumors. *deletesfilesimmediately*

The love interest, Hughey
(I hunted high and low for that shirtless Hugh Howey pict, reader- and writer-friends. I suspect SKQ used her MacGyver skills to hide it from me... And D was not an option. So pop quiz fail.)

LTM: Try this hypothetical: You're on an airplane with MacGyver, (shirtless) Hugh Howey, and the pope with three parachutes and one backpack. Who do you "accidentally" give the backpack?

SKQ: Easy. I keep the backpack and cling to (shirtless) Hugh Howey for dear life. Poor me.

(I'll give you an A for creativity and for pretending MacGyver has escaped your underground lair.)

LTM: You've become the Steve Jobs of indie authors with your blog--"I have a post for that!" When you started writing your crazy-awesome advice and how-to posts, Jobs was still with us. He's now in hiding on that island in the south Pacific with Jim Morrison and Tupac. How does it feel to wield so much power?

The target, Jobs
SKQ: I think of Steve Jobs as a modern-day Nikola Tesla, without the crazy hair and love of pigeons, so any comparison there turns me into a giggling fangirl. Which is not very intimidating. Clearly, I need to develop an evil laugh so I can wield this power with appropriate style.

(You notice she side-stepped my question... more scientific subterfuge.)

LTM: Finally, you're working on a steampunk novel. Whenever I hear steampunk, I think of Sid Vicious with gas... (Okay, that's a lie. But it's funny.) I saw the Facebook picture of you wearing goggles. Have you also adopted a cockney accent? Do you fetch your groceries in the dirigible, love?

SKQ: Yes. I also throw knives, fight with swords, and tinker with steam-powered technology in my basement that will leave you with a hook for a hand, if you’re not careful. And I keep a corset stashed in my steamer trunk, just in case, but I prefer a good trenchcoat and jackboots. Easier to climb the dirigible with.

Our heroine, plotting...
(Which begs the question, is MacGyver wearing the corset?)

LTM: Seriously, what can we expect in this new book? Is it a series? Do you wear a really short plaid skirt while you write it?

SKQ: I would never wear a really short plaid skirt, unless it was at my husband’s request, in which case, we’re not leaving the house.

Third Daughter is an east-Indian-flavored steampunk fantasy romance. Besides a mouthful of genres, you can expect lots of lush costuming (Indian and steampunk) combined with high stakes adventuring, all twisted around a royal romance. I’ve pitched it as Leviathan goes to Bollywood, but here’s the one-liner:

The Third Daughter of the Queen wants to marry the charming courtesan she loves, but rumors of a new flying weapon force Aniri into accepting a peace-brokering marriage proposal from a barbarian prince—which she uses as a subterfuge to spy on him, find the weapon, and hopefully avoid both war and an arranged marriage to a man she does not love.

The getaway vehicle (don't
grab the backpack).
I didn’t start out thinking Third Daughter would be a series, but I’m enjoying it enough that I could easily see this being my “romancy and retro tech” series of books. I’ll leave it to the readers to decide: if it’s popular, I’ll be happy to write more steampunk.

(Leviathan goes to Bollywood??? Sue is going to make me read steampunk. And I will love it...)

LTM: Finally (finally), an Analogy: steampunk is to short plaid skirts as Hugh Howey is to itchy sweaters. Discuss.

SKQ: Well, clearly, if they itch he should take them off. It’s only sensible. I’ll avert my eyes, I promise. I’m sorry, what was the question?

(It's okay. Just keep the dirigible in the air.)

Thanks so much for stopping in, Sue! And in case you've missed all the awesome this past year, here's your catch up:

Susan Kaye Quinn (link) is the author of the bestselling Mindjack Series (link), which includes three novels, three novellas, and a trailer. She's currently writing a steampunk fantasy romance, just for kicks. When that's out of her system, she has ambitious plans to embark on a series about the Singularity (the time when computers become more intelligent than humans) that should appeal to fans of the Mindjack novels. Or possibly play on Facebook all day. Could go either way.

Have a great week, reader- and writer-friends~ <3