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Yikes!

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I am officially doing this and it’s only a week away. Am I really freaking out? No. As with every other part of this whole adventure, I’m just going with the flow and having fun with it. I did briefly think about what I should say, a kind of speech, but to be honest I think I’m better off winging it. I have no idea how popular it’ll be – some fat man, with a white beard, wearing a red suit, is also parading around downtown at the same time… but he’s not giving away free wine and erotic books! I have already achieved my goal, so I’m just going to enjoy whatever comes my way and carry on being me (which requires a new frock and shoes, of course – long live Black Friday!).

As a stay-at-home mum with two kids now in full time school, you could be forgiven for thinking that I should have oodles of time to organise a book publicity event. I thought so too…but here’s a few other things that have filled up my week.

Sunday – hubby at work all day L. I split myself in two to get both boys to birthday parties at opposite end of the city at the same time. (Actually, this is not exactly true – I sweet-talked another mum into taking one of them, because she was taking her twins anyway – I’m good but not that good!) After daytime single-parent madness, I enjoyed a little something on ice that evening while catching up on my social media. Hubby returned home; I promptly announced that, after further coaching on Hootsuite, I had now learnt to schedule tweets – except I accidentally called them ‘treats’! He was just as excited about this as I was – his mind, not mine on that occasion 😉

Monday – suffering from the mother of all viruses, which meant I sounded like I should have worked on a dirty chatline! Drank wine. Slept.

Tuedsay – Viruses exacerbate my arthritis so I felt as if I’d been put through a mangle. My physio was scared to even look at me in case it made me more uncomfortable! An evening of crafting with my bestie. Drank wine. Slept.

Wednesday – reached a new low by carrying a sample of my dog’s poop around in my handbag for most of the day until I dropped it off at the vet. I parked on a meter right outside to dive in and drop it off, intending not to pay but found an hour and 14 minutes on the clock – why does this not happen when I need to pay for that much time? Drank wine. Slept.

Thursday – cooked a meal for hubby’s potluck journal club. My bestie and I finished making all 52 wands for my boys’ Harry Potter birthday party, and we started making Quidditch pong. Made two Minion birthday cards for both boys (which look really cool, actually). Legged it to the hair salon to put up the poster between picking up monkeys from various after-school clubs. Drank wine. Slept.

Friday – BLACK! Shoes x2, leather pants x1, Christmas gifts x1. Date night at home with a curry and 24. And hubby, obviously. Drank wine. Slept.

Saturday – SNOW! Crafting class to learn how to use distress inks. Bloody freezing – minus 2 FFS. Arrived home to the glorious cooking smell of bacon and eggs, courtesy of hubby. Rearranged crafting room to accommodate new ink pads. Made mulled wine to warm up (that’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it!) Family fondue night followed by Despicable Me 2. Good times… Drank more wine. Slept.

Sunday – Lazy morning after waking up too early from coughing myself inside out. The usual 2-hour iChat with the lovely in-laws in the UK (the marvels of modern technology). Arctic walk with the dog. Monopoly. Roast beef, Yorkshires and all the trimmings. Roaring fire. Drank wine.

Phew! Can’t believe another week has passed and it’s December already!

EVENTful week!!

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This is the first opportunity I’ve had to fill you in on my exciting news; it’s been quite a week! This time last week I had the obligatory hair appointment one requires before a big night out. I am a loyal client at a local hairdressing school here in Vancouver: Future Hair Training Centre on Broadway @ Cambie. I am well known there, having not been anywhere else for over 5 years now, so it wasn’t a surprise to me that they were all very supportive when I broke the news sometime ago of my upcoming publication. Cynthia Skabar, owner and senior education officer has built an award-winning reputation, and is always friendly, patient and enthusiastic on the shop floor whenever I witness her interaction with the students. I have NEVER left that place disappointed – well maybe the odd bad blow dry but everyone has to learn!

As I patiently sat having my freshly shampooed stripy bob combed through, Cynthia breezed towards me and launched into an excited frenzy of promotional ideas for a book event she was keen to host at the salon. WOW!! I was genuinely blown away – no pun intended – little me, just a regular client having her hair spruced up for the school fundraising gala. In less than an hour we’d thrashed out dates, ideas and advertising… and it’s really happening.

If anyone would like to join me for a drink, the event will be held at:

Future Hair Training Centre

512 W Broadway, Vancouver, BC

Sunday December 7th, 2-5pm.

There will be door prizes, books available for purchase & signing, cheese & wine, Q&A, & maybe I’ll a reading from a chapter of Bruises for you.

I hope you can join me for my first promotional event.

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As for the school gala, well the signed hardcover copy I donated for the silent auction created a bit of a bidding war, finally going for more than its retail price. I knew putting myself out there would probably mean a few whispers in the playground, but actually everyone who now recognizes me has been very positive about congratulating me on the achievement (they obviously didn’t notice the genre!). Hopefully it gave me some more local exposure, and a few more raised eyebrows during drop off and pick up.

For more information about Bruises and how to purchase a copy, please go to the bookstore on my website http://www.louiselindley.com

Press Release

I am treading once again on unknown territory, this time in the world of marketing and promoting. As part of my package a press release was written for me to forward to various papers/magazines/radio etc. (although I am being proactive about contacting these people, it actually scares the hell out of me!) I think my marketing manager did a great job by highlighting some of the more important aspects in my book, and not just the steamy side. Take a look and tell me what you think, does it speak to you enough that you want to read more?

PRESS RELEASE

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

LUST IS SKIN DEEP – LOVE IS IN THE SOUL

New Romance Novel Turns Stereotypes On Their Head

When e-readers hit the market, women finally found a way to read their risqué bodice rippers in public without facing embarrassment and judgement. We are intimately familiar with the leading damsels in books such as Fifty Shades of Grey and Reflected In You. Taking a new turn to the classic male dominant role, author Louise Lindley has given the power hungry lead role to the mature woman in her new novel Bruises. Faithfully, Lindley has given the erotic fiction readers a new character to lust after.

In Lindley’s Bruises, published through FriesenPress, Dr. Frances (Frankie) Robertson is confident, beautiful, single, independent and going on forty. While working at a local hospital, she feels a spark in the gloom with the young, virile and gorgeous Jack – who has his own wounds to hide. Taking the lead, both figuratively and literally in the bedroom, she enters into a steamy romance. With her return to Vancouver, will they be able to admit their feelings and decide if love can truly heal their bruises?

Bruises, written by Louise Lindley and published by FriesenPress, is an engaging and fun romance novel for the inner power-woman in everyone. Frankie is strong, easy to relate to you, and a nice change from the usual damaged damsel. Jack, a classic heartthrob, is a deep character, with his own anxieties, insecurities, and inexperience. Bruises is a fresh take on the subtle power play between lovers that has enthralled generations of romance readers.

Bruises is available for order from FriesenPress.com/bookstore, Amazon, and most major book retailers. The eBook edition is available for download for the Kindle, the Nook, the Kobo, iBookstore and any .pdf enabled device.

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The Power of Life Experience – A Writing Tool

I sometimes wonder if she’s looking down on me and shaking her head in disapproval, while secretly admiring my achievement. I remember her reaction when I told her my dissertation was to be published in a nursing journal, full of pride and admiration. However, the relationship I had with my mum was not always a harmonious one. A long time ago I made mistakes, I am human, we all do. I eventually came clean and declared my gross error of judgment, and suffered the consequences. I decided from then on that I would always be honest with myself, and not to be afraid of living my life my way. This cost me my relationship with my parents; they were not so understanding, and we parted ways for over ten years. I’d tried on a couple of occasions during that time to build bridges, but nothing became of it, until my brother’s wedding. I didn’t want a significant family event to be awkward, so I tried once again, and that time we were all ready to move on.

If I had known then that we would have less than a year to bury our differences and re-build our mother-daughter relationship, I might have done some things differently. Yes, I still would have emigrated, I had already made that decision. I really didn’t expect to be getting that call for a long time. The saddest part was that I’d only just told her the news she had always hoped one day to hear. I was 11 weeks pregnant when I found out that she was terminally ill. Returning home to England was something I did with a second thought. It was the right thing to do, a lot of water had passed under the bridge, and we built new ones. I showed her my scans; she was the only person to know which names we’d chosen. Deep down I think I always knew she would never see her first grandchild. She died when I was 31 weeks and too sick to travel long haul to say a final goodbye. It took me a long time to have closure.

That was 8 years ago today, and a day doesn’t go by when I don’t think of her. It used to be in a sad way, but now I sometimes laugh and joke with myself about the fact that sometimes I open my mouth and she comes out. Despite our differences, we parted good friends. Anyone who reads/has read Bruises will now understand where some of my words have come from. They are the product of a very real and powerful emotional experience that I believe you can only write about if you truly know how it feels. It took me some time to write that particular chapter – sometimes I just couldn’t see through my own tears – but it was quite cathartic to use it as part of someone else’s story. Every time I re-read it I could feel the depth of Frankie’s emotional pain. I deal with physical pain all day, every day, but emotional pain is something far more excruciating.

This particular life experience has been a very powerful tool, and incorporating it into my writing has helped me enormously. Of course, I have had many very positive life events too, but oddly it seems to be the sad ones that fall naturally onto the page and make good reading. I hope she is out there somewhere, once again proud at what I’ve achieved, and I don’t just mean my book. However, there is a tiny part of me that is also glad that she can’t actually read it – there are some things a mother doesn’t need to know about, and my sexy imagination is one of them!

Bruises is available from FriesenPress, Amazon, and other major online bookstores.

Result!!

Result!

Result!

Where do you get your hair done? I’m always being asked. The truth… a training school!

Yes that’s right, students cut & colour my hair, and have done for over five years now. People very often don’t believe me, I would never go anywhere else – Future Hair Training School on Broadway @ Cambie, never once have I left disappointed (apart from the odd really bad blow dry but they all have to learn). So, when I turned up for the full monty today they were really excited to see the book. As you can see they did an awesome job once again with my slightly vibrant request in colour, and a new shorter do was also done to perfection – as always.

The highlight of the whole experience – I sold two books. They made me feel like a local celebrity by requesting a signing too – hehe! I now have happy hair and readers too… Result!!

You can get your copy from FriesenPress, Amazon and other major online bookstores.

And so it begins…

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I decided to get Thanksgiving over with before I jumped on the promotional bandwagon, and here I am. The coffee shop in which I wrote most of Bruises is the first place that has offered to promote me. The owner has been very accommodating and keen to help promote me in anyway he can, though I’m not sure he really knows what my book is about… probably best not to enlighten him. After several attempts at an author poster – without the help of hubby, so I’m quite proud, actually – I still ended up resorting to my craft supplies. I would welcome readers’ thoughts on it – good or bad?! Anyway, this little display now has pride of place in the coffee shop, right next to the milk & napkins etc. It’s at eye level (well, my eye level, so chest level really) and also happens to be beside the area where the punters wait for their beverages. Only a few minutes after it went on display, I spotted a woman reading the back, and then a dirty old man began fingering it after he studied my picture then glanced across at me sat in the corner, where I promptly tried to make myself even smaller.

The great thing about this gig is that once again I get to hang out here regularly and enjoy some very good overpriced coffee. It is, thankfully, proving to be a more positive promotional experience than the one in the independent bookstore on the next block. I randomly called in after a brutal physio session (in which, despite turning up with a lovely signed hardback copy for my tormentor, I was still attacked with a gazillion needles – I actually thought I was in pretty good shape that day too, having had no painkillers for two days – clearly I was wrong!) Hoping I didn’t look as bad as I felt, I presented myself to the ‘lady’ at the counter in this tiny bookstore. There were one or two people milling around shelves as I launched into my speech… ‘self-published author… consider consignment…’ etc. etc. The assistant, who was significantly taller than me (not difficult, despite my wedges) looked down on me like I was something the cat had dragged in. It took me nearly all of my ‘cheeky free’ 20 minutes on my parking meter to extract the owner’s business card from her, as it was clearly more than her job’s worth to give it up. There was once a time when I would have cowered and left, but not now. Now, I believe in myself, and I believe in my book, and I will succeed because I’m crazy and have enough confidence now to think I can.

‘So it’s explicit?’ she said with slight tone of disgust.

‘No, it’s tasteful but smouldering.’ I had to stop my inside voice from adding, ‘read it lady, you might learn something!’

Sadly, the owner still hasn’t emailed me back, but I’m not seeing this as a setback; if anything, it’s her loss not mine. I’ll just move onto my next port of call… which just happens to be our local kids’ bookstore. They have a small adult section that features various genres. Appropriate? I don’t see why not. I’ve seen many mums (& dads) let their kids loose in that place to peruse the shelves alone; it’s the perfect situation for mum to find a little something too!

You can get your copy of Bruises direct from my publisher, from Amazon and other major online bookstores.

Now it’s real!!

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I was so excited I couldn’t resist the bad hair and no make up silly selfie… and I know the orange clashes really badly – But I don’t care, I’M OFFICIALLY AN AUTHOR!!!

Get your copy of Bruises from FriesenPress or Amazon

MAJOR RANT ALERT!!

Can you believe that a friend of mine received her hardcover version of my book in the mail last week? No! Me neither! Obviously spending 18 months of my life writing, editing, finding a publisher, editing, negotiating with publishers, editing, editing and more editing, does not make me worthy enough to be the first to receive a copy. My friend’s husband said – during my FaceBook tantrum – that it’s not like I don’t know what happens at the end – not the point! As you can see by the pic, it looks quite good, but then I would say that because I honestly never thought it was possible to turn it into a real book. So, not only am I a little ticked off about this, I then discover that those naughty people at Amazon are screwing around with my prices and charging insane amounts of money here in Canada, and particularly in the UK. The novel is set in the UK; it is going to hopefully be a big market for me, not to mention it being my motherland. Who do they think they are? Don’t they have enough money? I would like to publish the sequel, people, at least let me make something out of this one!

Ok – rant over!

On a more positive note, I was quite excited to read the one and only review that someone kindly posted on Amazon.ca. She gave it 5 stars…. 5 STARS!! Apparently she ‘couldn’t put it down’ and ‘didn’t want it to end. It was funny and sweet, and definitely a little steamy’. She fell in love with my characters, Frankie and Jack, and she can’t wait to find out what happens next! A big fat YAY to me! Only one review but hey, an author has to start somewhere.

So what are you all waiting for… get your copy now and tell me what you think.

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Go on… I know you’re dying to read it!

Me before ‘it’

It’s been sometime since I read (rather than wrote!) a book I haven’t been able to put down. I’m a ‘read a chapter every night in bed’ kind of reader. I have just finished reading the type of book I wish I could write, and maybe one day I will. Amusing, romantic, and emotional… ‘Me Before You’ by JoJo Moyles. It was the kind of book that helps me put my own pain and suffering into perspective, especially when I’m having a bad few days, which I am right now. Even though I am reduced to tears when my husband is digging his elbows into all those nasty tight knots, really, it’s not that bad. Even when my physio is sticking needles in my backside and the pain is so intense I want to scream the clinic down, really, it’s not that bad. Even when I can’t do something I used to do with regularity and complete ease, before I was diagnosed with ‘it’, really, it’s not that bad.

It controls. It plays games with my mind. It chips away at everything, claiming little pieces of my life. It makes me rebel. It makes me angry. It has changed parts of me, both mentally and physically, so much that I’ll never be able to go back to being ‘me before ‘it’’. One of the biggest physical changes has been losing muscle tone through lack of exercise, and significant weight loss due to dietary restrictions and medication induced nausea. I used to be curvy, but fit, toned and healthy looking. Now, I find I’m unable to purchase a particular item of clothing I like because they don’t make it small enough, and I have women telling me how amazing I look, which is a great confidence boost, but they have no idea how and why I got here… ‘it’ led me. I used to love all kinds of food – there was very little I wouldn’t try or eat – but now, food and I are not very good friends. When I hear the compliments, it gives me a greater understanding how those with eating disorders can carry on doing what they do. The compliments drive them on to continue. Thankfully I actually do want to eat, but ‘it’ is in control of that, not me.

Once again I give you the reason why I wrote a book. I’m not looking for a new career, or to be recognized as great writer. I’m not looking for fame and fortune. Granted, if it all comes good and those things happen, well hey, bonus! It’s out there now, and it’s even being read somewhere in the world, because people have bought it. It is something that ‘it’ can NEVER take away from me, it can’t even get close. ‘It’ has no claim on any part of my publication, this is all about me… and not ‘it’.

You can buy a copy of my debut novel, Bruises directly from my publisher. It is also available on Amazon and other online bookstores around the world.

This is it!

It’s real, it’s official, and it’s now available to buy, and people already have!!

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I knew it was due to be released any day, but I didn’t actually get formally told that it had gone live. The moment when I saw my book for sale on Amazon, I swear I stopped breathing. The sudden realization that I’d actually done something that nobody and nothing can take away from me. It was finally a reality, not just file on my desktop anymore, but an actual product that will hopefully collect dust on several bookshelves, potentially all over the world. I then think I had a moment of ‘oh, what have I done!’ Then I found out that my first hard copy had been sold online, and the overwhelming urge to dance around my friend’s living room and behave like a giggly teenager resuscitated me. I was then whisked off to the liquor store to buy something bubbly, and our evening of crafting went all to hell in a handcart!!

My 5 year old made me smile when he discovered that I’d actually sold a copy – he declared that means I now have a proper job like daddy. It’s interesting that young children don’t see that they themselves are a full time job; ahh yes of course, I’m just a mum! As it happens I really don’t see either as a job. Being a mum is a significant part of my life, something that I find incredibly rewarding and totally frustrating all at the same time. The author thing is just a kind of hobby really, another one to add to my list of pastimes. Something to stop me going brain dead and hopefully make me more interesting so I have more to talk about than snotty noses or Lego!

You can buy a copy of Bruises directly from my publisher by clicking here. It is also available on Amazon and will soon be available on other online book stores. A synopsis is also available on the Bruises Facebook page, which you can Like & invite others to Like. I’m grateful to anyone & everyone who’s kind enough to show their support & spread the news.