Today
I would like to introduce to you, Sherry
Gloag,
the author of The Gasquet Princes Series. I love
reading about authors’ typical days and so I asked Sherry to tell us about her
typical week. Welcome, Sherry, and thank you for being here today.
First,
thank you for inviting me to guest on your blog today.
I’d
love to be able to tell you I’m some kind of wonder-woman who can do ten
thousand things at once and all of them perfectly. Nice dream; or perhaps nightmare. Think of trying to main such high standards
ad-infinitum? Urgh!
So
what’s the reality? Nothing like the dream, that’s for sure. J
My average day starts with my wonderful DH
bringing me a cup of tea in bed. For
some it is coffee, for me it’s tea. I can’t start the day without a cup of tea.
Do
I have a ‘Tinkerbell’ fairy to do my housework for me? Absolutely not! So I try to get that out of the way before I
sit at the computer. Otherwise the
housework would not get a look in.
The
days of chasing kids out the door in time for the school bus are past, but
somehow, and I have not discovered how, yet, the time I should gain from that
always seems to disappear. When I do get to the PC, I prefer a PC to a laptop,
although I do have one, fortunately, as a backup in times of crashes and the
like. I mean, if I didn’t, last summer I
would have been in such big trouble when my PC went AWOL, and the
–euphemistically named repair company took more than nine weeks to ensure the
machine never worked again! I mean, this
may not be a typical part of a writer’s life, thankfully, but it happens, and
it proves a writer must keep regular backups of their work. On that occasion I lost 24 hours worth of
work because the machine crashed just before the daily scheduled backup took
place.
Another
thing I occasionally do is to email my work to myself. If, as in this case I had to start over with
a new machine some of that 24 hours worth of work was still available to me.
Emails. I love getting emails, especially from
readers and friends. Since I first began
dipping mu toe in the online writing world I have met some fabulous writer
friends. People who are so generous with
their time, their advice and help and support.
Blogs,
both my own and commitments for others generally comes next. Since I tend to forget about time (I mean
where has this year gone so far, already?
There’s only twenty days left until the longest day of the year!) I
can’t say I spend ‘x’ amount of time on the PC dealing with all the different
online commitments. Slowly, very slowly
I’m getting my head round FB and the likes and still working out how to
remember there are others things to do!
Shopping
ranks up there with housework, but my craftwork and hobbies are always calling
for my attention, and like writing I find my craftwork very therapeutic. In fact, given I get so wrapped up in the
emotions of my characters, my crystal work is far more therapeutic, as is my
gardening! And with a hosepipe ban in
place right now that adds to the work load of keeping the garden watered.
Organisation
is not my forte, which is why I never make New Year’s resolutions. I make
lists. Thankfully, I’m not yet at the
stage where I make lists of lists.
I
do stop for meals, when I remember, or when DH reminds me he/we both need to
‘e-a-t’.
I
usually spend the evenings on my writing, writing.
While
for many, this routine may seem tepid at best and monotonous at worst, I kinda
enjoy it after the rat-race of running our own business for near two decades. I
no longer have those endless commitments and daily schedules to customers and
business contacts. Also I am becoming
mildly agoraphobic, so I have to take time out to try ensure that does not take
over my life. Yes writing means commitment and schedules, but I can set my own,
change them to suit me and my family and expand them when required.
I
can’t claim to be an organised sort of person, so tweaking my routine from
day-to-day, week-to-week, is not a problem for me. There are days I’ll spend several hours on my
WIP, work in progress, and on occasions I may go a couple of days writing
little or nothing at all.
I
suppose some would accuse me of living life vicariously through my characters,
and in a small part they may be right, I do become totally wrapped up in them
when the writing is flowing, and woe betide the idiot who interrupts. :-) During these times family and friends have
come to accept they are not at the top of my personal pecking order. But
equally there are times when I make them my priority and set my writing aside
for them.
I
read for pleasure and reviewing. Since
becoming a published author my reading perspective has changed. I’m more analytical, which is both good and
bad. I learn so much more than I used to
when I simply read for pleasure, and it is harder to simply read for pleasure
anymore because the analytical mind jumps right in there when I come across a
flawed piece of editing or a sentence that once upon a time I’d have ‘read
over’, and can’t do so now.
Are
there occasions when I wish I was some kind of wonder woman who could sparkle
at everything I tackled? Of course there
are. Especially when I’m trying to work
out how to do something, and having absolutely no success at all! But then I try
to remember that quote Attributed to Jerome
Eugene Morrow, a character from the movie Gattaca (1997). “If at first you
don't succeed try, try, try again?”
Since I heard it as a child it must go back a whole lot further than
that, but I can’t remember the source :-)
THE GASQUET PRINCES SERIES
BLURB
“From Now Until Forever”:
For
Prince Liam, families meant bad news, unwanted commitments, and the loss of his
personal freedom. Love spawned white
picket fences, slippers at the hearth with a wife and kids making demands, so
why did those images disappear when he met Melanie Babcot?
Melanie
Babcot fought hard to escape the horrors of her youth and vowed to remain
single and free, so when paid to protect Prince Liam from insurgents why did
her personal pledge fly out the window?
BLURB
“His Chosen Bride”:
Prince Henri Gasquet is happy to let his father, the
king, choose his bride for him until he meets Monica Latimer.
Monica Latimer is not prepared to risk letting any
man close enough to learn about her Gift. A gift that normally has men running
for the hills when they find out about it.
EXCERPTS
EXCERPT “From Now Until Forever”:
Liam Fitzwilliam
Gasquet stared in amazement at the blooming patch of red milliseconds before
the pain exploded in his arm. Some trigger-happy idiot had fired in his
direction. Indignation didn’t have time to take root before another bullet
kicked the dust at his feet.
Not ‘trigger-happy’.
Not ‘trigger-happy’.
Intentional.
The rebels had found the fourth and youngest son of Jean-Phillipe Gasquet, ruler of the tiny kingdom adjacent to the Swiss border. When had they discovered his whereabouts?
With a reluctant sigh, he faced the truth of it. They hadn’t ‘found’ him at all. They’d followed him.
EXCERPT “His Chosen Bride”:
She
lost track of time until the flames caught her attention once more. They
flickered from orange to gold, to silver, to white.
A
flurry of snowflakes masked the flames and for a second Monica watched the most
beautiful, pristine snow-scene she’d ever seen. Her lips curved in longing. How
she’d love to get a toboggan and slide down that slope. She knew where it was,
and had done just that many times in her childhood, first with her parents and
then, in clandestine manner, with her brother. Sneaking an old tin tray from
the back of her mother’s walk-in pantry, she’d then grabbed Billy’s hand and
they’d rushed out the back gate, heading for the lakeside track that led up
into the hills.
Darkness,
dense and thick with grief dropped over the scene.
Startled
and disconcerted by the strength of emotion emanating from the vision Monica
shifted to her knees, ready to stand, when a voice, a deep male voice, sharp
with fear called out her name.
“Monica!”
She
knew she’d never heard the voice before, and yet—it was as familiar to her as
the image she saw in her mirror each morning.
“Help
me, Monica.”
Desperate
for more clues, she searched the darkness within the flames until it sputtered
and faded. With a curse she jumped up and ran for the phone. With her
outstretched hand hovering over it she halted and let her hand drop to her side
once more. What could she say? What would the police or rescue team think of
her if she called them and told them she’d seen a vision of a man in distress?
They’d
laugh in her face and classify her as a lunatic. Well, maybe not. It wouldn’t
be the first time she’d contacted them with positive information but
something—an instinctive gut reaction told her what she’d seen this time hadn’t
happened yet.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Multi-published
author, Sherry Gloag is a transplanted Scot now living in the beautiful coastal
countryside of Norfolk, England. She considers the surrounding
countryside as extension of her own garden, to which she escapes when she needs
"thinking time" and solitude to work out the plots for her next
novel. While out walking she enjoys talking to her characters, as long as
there are no other walkers close by.
Apart
from writing, Sherry enjoys gardening, walking, reading and cheerfully admits
her books tend to take over most of the shelf and floor space in her
workroom-cum-office. She also finds crystal craft work therapeutic.
GIVEAWAYS
Sherry will giving away the following
prizes:
* One randomly drawn commenter at every
stop will win a hand-crafted book thong.
* One randomly drawn commenter during
the tour will win a hand-crafted selenite pendent
* The host with the most comments
(excluding Sherry's and the host's) will win a hand-crafted selenite pendent
Note: This giveaway is
international
Please follow the tour and comment to increase your chances of winning.
The tour dates can be found here: http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2012/05/virtual-book-tour-gasquet-princes.html
IMPORTANT LINKS
Buy
Links for “From Now Until Forever”:
Buy
Links for “His Chosen Bride”:
:-) Thank you for inviting me to guest with you today.
ReplyDeleteI can't start the day without a cup of tea either. Love tea!! Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDelete~Alisia
Thank you for hosting Sherry today.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing a week in the life of an author! Maybe there is hope yet for me! LOL
ReplyDeleteAlisia, thanks for keeping me company today. I apppreciate it, especailly today. :-)
ReplyDeleteBeth, there's always hope. I had a dream, and it came true because I persevered.
ReplyDeleteI'm often asked what aspiring authors should/could do? And I always say, believe in yourself , and keep your butt in the chair :-) But even more importantly - enjoy.
Thanks for keeping me company again today.
You're very welcome, Sherry. Sorry for the delay. Your novels sound really interesting. I wish you all the very best with them.
ReplyDeleteBless, Liz, :-) "The best laid schemes o' Mice an' Men,
Delete"etc
You gave me the biggest challenge of all :-)
I was going to comment on your comments, and then I read your blurb and the excerpts form your stories. I think they both sound awesome.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your kind words MomJane and for coming by.
DeleteHi Sherry...My hubby makes my morning tea for me every day. My Mrs. Tea is my most indispensible small kitchen appliance! Since they don't make them anymore, I have bought a couple of spares on eBay (LOL!).
ReplyDeletecatherinelee100 at gmail dot com
:-) catherine, I've never had one of those, but you're right, I haven't seen them around for a good long time now. What would we do without eBay? :-) Thanks for coming by.
DeleteGreat post Sherry.
ReplyDeleteMy wife works from home and supports me while I write. I also take on the household chores and looking after our six cats. I try to do all those things before sitting down to write.
I wish you all the success in the world with your books :)
Sounds like you have a great arrangement going there for you and your wife -and the cats:-)-
DeleteThanks for your kind words, David.
Congratulations to Catherine Lee for winner this stop's prize for leaving a comment. :-)
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