:yahoo:

Two are already in school and one is sitting here waiting for us to walk to the bus stop. :cheer: I love my children but I am so ready for me time and more importantly writing time. So, on the agenda for today is, I’m taking the kid to the bus stop, walking back up here, having coffee for the first time in forever with Helen and Becky and then I take my Grandma to get bloodwork, she wants to go for breakfast and by then, I should be ready to start striking the keys and getting some writing done. :groupwave:

I just have some names to get…so, here is your homework. What are your favorite names for girls and guys?

No, really, I am. Seriously.

My youngest son has been begging for us to go back to the Olive Garden. I promised him, so today, I load up all three kids and we go to lunch to the Olive Garden. The closest one is twenty-five miles from home in lots and lots of traffic. Keep that in mind. We order, we eat, we have a kick ass waitress. She’s telling me some story as she hands me the bill and I’m sure it was a lovely story.

I didn’t hear it. I was too busy panicking. :scare:

Why?

Because in my huge bag that my future step-daughter talked me into, I’m rummaging and rummaging some more and there’s no wallet.

:duh:

My wallet is sitting on the dining room table. Twenty-five miles away. My fifteen year old says, “Mom, I have money.” I knew how much money he had, it wasn’t enough. If we’d have went to McDonald’s for lunch, it’d have been plenty. We weren’t at McDonald’s.

I look at the waitress and I tell her that my wallet is back at my house. Will they just take my credit card numbers? She said let me ask the manager.

I’m on my cell and I call Becky. God love Becky. “Please tell me you and Helen are home.”

“We’re home.”

“Yes!”

I explain to Becky what an idiot I am, tell her where to find my wallet am thanking God that I gave Helen a key to my house and I added an extra five for the waitress who didn’t make me feel worse saying it’s something she’d do. :doglick:

What about you? Has something like this ever happened to you? :sign0163:

As per dictionary.com, the definitions of a blurb are:

 blurb  –noun   

 blurb  n.   A brief publicity notice, as on a book jacket.

Why is my topic on blurbs?

Because there’s been some discussion about them and how much they can mirror other books/ideas to the point where people panic.

Why?

Because they believe their book is exactly the same. But looks can be decieving.

Unless someone plagiarized your words, no two books are exactly alike. Because everyone has a unique voice and writing style.

A couple of years ago I read a blurb from an author. It involved a firefighter and a spell. I thought to myself, did she peek into my computer? Did she read my mind? Did this author overhear me in NYC?  I felt sick to my stomach. My chest felt tight and I was on the verge of tears. In short, I panicked. Why? Because dammit, I had a firefighter and my heroine was cursed! No one would want my book now. Not after someone else had written it and sold it.

Being a host for eHarlequin.com, I’ve had the oppurtunity to hang out with some very smart and sage authors who are really savvy both in their craft and the way they can pick you up by the scruff of your shirt and with the utmost elegance, slap you upside the head and make things right again. Karen Templeton is one of these authors. She’ll remind you that there is no new idea, that most of the stories are different because of our unique way to tell a story. Our voices. And, she’ll also remind you that by the time your book comes out, the one it was “similar” too will be forgotten for the most part. However, she says it much better than I just did.

I purchased the book that I felt was identical to mine on the blurb alone. And I read it and I wasn’t even halfway through the first chapter when I realized what a freaking idiot I was. This book was absolutely nothing like mine. Other than the fact that it had a firefighter in it and there was a spell. The other author’s heroine is a true to life witch and the hero was once a Stock Broker turned Fire fighter.

If I’d have totally scrapped my book because of the one that I thought was identical, none of you would’ve had the oppurtunity to read The Last Thing I Expected and I still wouldn’t be an author, because it’s working title of Cursed was the story that Samhain bought.

So, maybe the old adage of “Never judge a book by its cover” should also include by its blurb. How many misunderstandings have occurred or people have given up because their idea sounds similar?

Thoughts? Comments?

Brenda Talley said:

“Ms. Heather Rae Scott has an incredible way of expressing herself. Her sense of humor is evident within the bonds of this novel; the plot is wonderfully written and was something that I absolutely could not put down. Her characters are so well explained—I can imagine groups of friends with attributes as she wrote them actually being friends. Their closeness and dependence upon each other is terrific! While Tory’s friends encourage her to “tell the truth,” Gabe’s friends just want him to “get over her”!”

“This is my first Heather Rae Scott book; however, I can assure you it will not be my last! I believe this is part of a trilogy; I cannot wait to get the other one already written. I can guarantee you lots of laughs, plenty of tears, and remarkable memories when the book is complete. Ms. Scott will quickly become a must-read. I loved it! “

 

Read the rest of the review.

But don’t just take my word for it. Mrs. Giggles gave her an 88!

A Lick and a Promise By Ann Wesley Hardin
And the Earthlings thought their sexual activity carried health risks…

Sexual Content: Rated E-rotic
Genre : Futuristic
Book Length: .Novel.