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Time Management

Time Management

I can’t speak for everyone who is self-employed: be it a small business owner, a consultant, an artist, etc.—anyone who works for themselves. But the biggest challenge as a writer is time management.

I’m not saying that I’m any busier than anyone else. Writing is a part-time job for me (if it was fulltime my family would have starved or left me long ago). I work four jobs in the winter: teacher (fulltime), tutor (part-time), hockey ref (part-time) and writer (part-time). I’m married, and I have three small children, whose ages are 4, 7 and 9, so they expect and take up much of my time.

For me, writing the novel—coming up with ideas and characters—is not the most challenging part of being a novelist, it’s actually finding the time to sit down in a calm, quiet environment and being able to write. When I sit down to write, it can’t be for twenty or thirty minutes. I need a good two-hour stretch to actually sit down with my ideas and transfer them to my laptop.

So when do I write?

Summers are a little more flexible, since I’m a teacher and have all of July and most of August off for holidays. But my children are still around, and they need constant stimulation from dad, so sitting down in lengthy increments isn’t always as easy as it sounds.

Winters are brutal. This is what my day looks like:

6am – wake up for short workout.

6:30am – start making lunches.

6:45am – kids wake up, do breakfast, help with clothes, hair, teeth, etc.

7:30am – bus picks up kids

8am-3pm – teach

3:30pm-4:30pm – tutor, kids get home from school.

4:30pm – pick up youngest at daycare

5pm – prepare supper

5:30pm-8:30pm – supper, homework, bath time, family time, etc.

8:30pm – story and bed time

The first point in my day where I have time to myself to sit down with my thoughts is nine o’clock at night. By this time, I’m pretty tired, my brain fried from a full day’s work. Some nights are more productive than others, but I always try to push through, and at least get an hour of writing out of it.

Not always easy, but when you are determined and disciplined, you find a way to get things done.

 

Author Bio (2017)

Luke Murphy is the International bestselling author of Dead Man’s Hand (Imajin Books, 2012) and Kiss & Tell (Imajin Books, 2015).

Murphy played six years of professional hockey before retiring in 2006. His sports column, “Overtime” (Pontiac Equity), was nominated for the 2007 Best Sports Page in Quebec, and won the award in 2009. He has also worked as a radio journalist (CHIPFM 101.7).

Murphy lives in Shawville, QC with his wife, three daughters and pug. He is a teacher who holds a Bachelor of Science degree in Marketing, and a Bachelor of Education (Magna Cum Laude).

For more information on Luke and his books, visit: www.authorlukemurphy.com, ‘like’ his Facebook page http://www.facebook.com/AuthorLukeMurphy and follow him on Twitter www.twitter.com/AuthorLMurphy.

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New Release ~ Skeletons in the Attic: A Marketville Mystery by Judy Penz Sheluk

Synopsis

What goes on behind closed doors doesn’t always stay there…

Calamity (Callie) Barnstable isn’t surprised to learn she’s the sole beneficiary of her late father’s estate, though she is shocked to discover she has inherited a house in the town of Marketville—a house she didn’t know existed. However, there are conditions attached to Callie’s inheritance: she must move to Marketville, live in the house, and solve her mother’s murder.

Callie’s not keen on dredging up a thirty-year-old mystery, but if she doesn’t do it, there’s a scheming psychic named Misty Rivers who is more than happy to expose the Barnstable family secrets. Determined to thwart Misty and fulfill her father’s wishes, Callie accepts the challenge. But is she ready to face the skeletons hidden in the attic?

Excerpt

Leith let out a theatrical courtroom sigh, well practiced but over the top for his audience of one. “You haven’t really been listening, have you, Calamity?”

I was forced to admit I had not, although he now had my undivided attention. Marketville was a commuter community about an hour north of Toronto, the sort of town where families with two kids, a collie, and a cat moved to looking for a bigger house, a better school, and soccer fields. It didn’t sound much like me, or my father.

“You’re saying my father owned a house in Marketville? I don’t understand. Why didn’t he live there?”

Leith shrugged. “It seems he couldn’t bear to part with it, and he couldn’t stand living in it. He’s been renting it out since 1986.”

The year my mother had left. I’d been six. I tried to remember a house in Marketville. Nothing came to mind. Even my memories of my mother were vague.

“The house has gone through some hard times, what with tenants coming and going over the years,” Leith continued. “I’ve done my best to manage the property for a modest monthly maintenance fee, but not living nearby…” He colored slightly and I wondered just how modest that fee had been. I glanced back at the photo of his vibrant young family and suspected such treasures did not come cheap. There was probably alimony for the other trophy wives as well. I decided to let it go. My father had trusted him. That had to be enough.

“So you’re saying I’ve inherited a fixer-upper.”

“I suppose you could put it that way, although your father had recently hired a company to make some basic improvements when the last tenant moved out.” He flipped through his notes in the folder. “Royce Contracting and Property Management. I gather the owner of the company, Royce Ashford, lives next door. But I’m not sure much, if anything, has been done to the house yet. Naturally all work would have stopped following your father’s death.”

“You said he wanted me to move into the house? When was he going to tell me?”

“I think the initial plan was that your father was going to move back in there. But of course now—”

“Now that he’s dead, you think he wanted me to move there?”

“Actually, it’s more than wanted, Calamity. It’s a provision of the will that you move into Sixteen Snapdragon Circle for a period of one year. After that time, you are free to do what you wish with it. Go back to renting it, continue to live there, or sell it.”

“And if I decide to sell it?”

“Homes in that area of Marketville typically sell quickly and for a decent price, certainly several times your parents’ original investment back in 1979. You’d have to put in some elbow grease, not to mention some basic renovations, but your father left you some money for that as well.”

“He had money set aside? Enough for renovations?” I thought about the shabby townhouse, the threadbare carpets, the flannel sheet covering holes in the fabric of the ancient olive green brocade sofa. I always thought my dad was frugal because he had to be. It never occurred to me he was squirreling away money to fix up a house I didn’t even know existed.

“About a hundred thousand dollars, although only half of that is allocated to renovation. The balance of fifty thousand would be paid to you in weekly installments while you lived there rent-free. Certainly enough for you to take a year off work and fulfill the other requirement.”

Fifty thousand dollars. Almost twice what I made in a single year at my call center job at the bank. Leaving there would definitely not be a hardship. And my month-to-month lease would be easy enough to break with thirty days notice. “What’s the other requirement?”

Leith leaned back in his chair and let out another one of his theatrical sighs. I got the impression he didn’t really approve of the condition.

“Your father wants you to find out who murdered your mother. And he believes the clues may be hidden in the Marketville house.”

Bio

Judy Penz Sheluk’s debut mystery novel, The Hanged Man’s Noose, was published in July 2015. Skeletons in the Attic, the first book in her Marketville Mystery Series, was published in August 2016.

Judy’s short crime fiction appears in World Enough and Crime, The Whole She-Bang 2, Flash and Bang and Live Free or Tri.

Judy is a member of Sisters in Crime, Crime Writers of Canada, International Thriller Writers and the Short Mystery Fiction Society.

Find Judy on her website/blog at www.judypenzsheluk.com, where she interviews other authors and blogs about the writing life.

Find Judy’s books on Amazon: amazon.com/author/judypenzsheluk

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Excerpt

The hot spray hit Mallory's sore muscles like a thousand needle points. Her heart raced. Her mind sped past it. What could he want?

"Ask me." She heard his voice through the translucent panel of the shower door. That voice that could send a thrill through her. That voice that had whispered to her of naked pleasures. That voice attached to a body that could fulfill those pleasures.

She shuddered, not surprised to see him. He had a knack for pushing through her boundaries.

"Do you mind? I'm naked, Trey."

His laugh rumbled from the depths of his amazing body. "I've seen you naked. In fact I could probably draw a road map of your body."

     Her mouth went dry. She finished her shower and turned off the water. She let out a noisy breath before she opened the door. He would not get the best of her.

Trey McCrane held her towel as if he planned to make her barter him for it. A twinkle lit his ice-blue eyes. "Towel?"

     She leaned on the metal frame of the stall, refusing to be intimidated. "Give me the towel."

     He did, easier than she thought. His gaze roved over her as intrusive as if they were his hands. Even if she hadn't been naked, she would have felt that way. Trey could look through people.

Blurb

YOU JUST CAN'T HIDE FROM THE PAST...

Mallory Sage lives in a small, idyllic town where nothing ever happens. Just the kind of life she has always wanted. No one, not even her fellow volunteer firefighters, knows about her past life as an agent for Homeland Security.

Former partner and lover, Trey McCrane, comes back into Mallory's life. He believes they made a great team once, and that they can do so again. Besides, they don't have much choice. Paul Stanley, a twisted killer and their old nemesis, is back. 

Framed for a bombing and drawn together by necessity, Mallory and Trey go on the run and must learn to trust each other again―if they hope to survive. But Mallory has been hiding another secret, one that could destroy their relationship. And time is running out.

Buy Link: http://amzn.com/B0065KM0DY

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Exclusive Interview with Mr. DM from the novel, REVENGE OF THE SEA

Thank you so much for this interview, Mr. DM. Now that the book has been written, do you feel you were fairly portrayed, or would you like to set anything straight with your readers?

I am really quite incapable of being portrayed, although I should say that the author made an earnest attempt. I especially like how he depicted me as looking like Cary Grant. ;)

Do you feel the author did a good job colorizing your personality? If not, how would you like to have been portrayed differently?

I never expected pity from anyone—only to be understood. I fervently feel the author failed at this attempt. For example, I was never a world villain by any stretch of the imagination … only a messenger.

A messenger? For whom?

I am sworn to protect certain … entities … let us say, and I cannot betray such trust until I am released from my current bondage—which may be never.

What do you believe is your strongest trait?

Do you mean, besides my astonishingly dashing charm and razor-sharp handsomeness? (Chuckles …) I suppose my sense of humor. Yes, that is it. Though, I must confess, it was tragically wasted on all those dim-witted Land Misfits.

Ahem … and your worse trait?

Your mind could not comprehend it, and, even if it could, you would immediately forget it.

If you could choose someone in the television or movie industry to play your part if your book was made into a movie, who would that be (and you can’t say yourself)?

Do you really have to ask?

Oh, yes, of course. Sorry. Cary Grant, right? (An indescribable smile from Mr. DM). Yes, so … do you have a love interest in the book?

I should sadly confess that I did have—what do you call them, feelings?—for a Dr. Farindine. Unfortunately, like all the Land Misfits, she ultimately betrayed me … but I was able to keep a microscopic fissure in my heart. Oh, she was a complicated firecracker, that one!

Was?

Ahem.

I beg your pardon. Mr. DM, why do you continue to use the term, Land Misfits. What do you mean by that?

Your question explains why perfectly.

Okay … At what point of the book did you start getting nervous about the way it was going to turn out?

When I informed everyone that I wanted to cure the sea virus, no one would believe me, despite my utmost genuineness and sincerity.

If you could trade places with one of the other characters in the book, which character would you really not want to be and why?

I suppose my dear old boy, Ethan. He was always in the wrong place at the wrong time … and so utterly cursed with a disease far graver than any sea virus.

And what curse is that?

Human sentimentalism.

How do you feel about the ending of the book without giving too much away?

I no longer feel anything, do you hear me? I feel nothing at all.

Uh … yes … I think we should be wrapping this up. One last question. What words of wisdom would you give your author if he decided to write another book with you in it?

Oh, how splendid that day would be! I suppose it is not altogether outside the realm of possibility that …

What?

That I could return to your miserable world and have one more chance to make things right—a new planet where the sea is god and the earth its slave. And since that could happen, I leave you with these final words of wisdom. Run to the sea now. And when you arrive there, fall on your knees before the surf and beg forgiveness for millennia of contamination and thievery.

Ahem … well … I want to thank you for being here to—

And while you are there, should you happen to see me, remember that true beauty begins where ugliness ends.

Book Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m88VaeFPmo0

Meet the Author

#1 bestselling author in sea adventures, Jesse Giles Christiansen is an American author whose page-turning fiction weaves the real with the surreal, while also speaking to the human condition. He was hailed by New York Times bestselling author, William R. Forstchen, as "leaving readers so tantalized by the story lines, they think the events actually happened—a demonstration of skill surely to launch this author into the big leagues."

Jesse was born in Miami, FL, playing on beaches as a boy, the sky bronzing him forever and the sea turning his heart lyrical. After spending a summer in Alaska before graduating from Florida State University with a degree in literature and philosophy, he wrote his first novel, Journey into the Mystic.

He feels he is haunted by Hemingway's ghost, not just by the poster in his writing studio that stares at him, saying, "What else you got?" but also by having a café called Hemingway's in the small European city where he writes. Finally, Hemingway became his neighbor on Amazon when his novel, Pelican Bay, outsold Old Man and the Sea.

He currently lives in Lüneburg, Germany, with his wife and their precocious White Siamese cat.

To learn more about this author, visit him at:

Web Site: www.jessegileschristiansen.com

Blog: www.jgchristiansen.wordpress.com

Twitter:  https://twitter.com/JesseGilesChris

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/jesse.gileschristiansen.7 

About the Book

Beware of what the tide may bring…

Ethan Hodges is deeply unsettled when thousands of decomposed starfish inexplicably wash up along the shore of Pelican Bay. As the ominous sea epidemic spreads to other marine life, he continues to see a suspicious-looking man loitering on the beach.

To solve the mystery, Ethan seeks help from longtime friend, Sheriff Dansby, and Reagan Langsley, a beautiful marine biologist from Lighthouse Point. Spurred by curiosity and jealousy, Ethan’s estranged wife, Morgan, joins them in the investigation.

When the elusive outsider is finally arrested, an enigmatic relationship develops between Ethan and the man. With cautious prodding, Ethan learns that the fate of the world appears to rest in the hands of the tall stranger named…Mr. DM.

          Amazon link: http://www.amazon.com/Revenge-Captain-Shelby-Trilogy-Book-ebook/dp/B017Y41K4Y/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8