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Posts tagged Rose Of The Mists

The Big Picture

Ever feel like the weight of the universe is on your shoulders? Deadlines to meet, traveling and wondering why you can’t sleep, multi-tasking like an octopus, and still need a few more arms, brains, bodies to do it all? Sometimes it helps to take a look at the big picture.

Themes and Over-arching Deeper Significance…That’s a lot of baggage for a commerical novel

What consistent theme do you regularly try to reflect in all of your works?
This is just one question in the many pages of questionnaires I have been filling out lately.  It’s the type of question that stops me in my tracks because:  
1) It’s tough enough to just try to tell the story without giving it significance. [...]

The Prologue — A Prologue by any other name is probably Chapter One

Every writer who has taken a writing class has heard the admonition: DON’T USE A PROLOGUE UNLESS YOU ABSOLUTELY NEED ONE. I’m going to write today about how NOT to use a Prologue…

You talkin’ to me — Part Deux

I had a comment about the piece on DIALOGUE I wrote over the weekend.  I thought it was a good question and that I should answer it, to clarify what I meant, as a new blog entry.  For those you haven’t read “You talkin’ to me? — The uses of Dialogue” then you may want to [...]

Follow up on Covers

Things I didn’t know yesterday but do today: Bob McGinnis created this very famous poster from one of my all-time favorite films: BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY’S.  
He also contributed these movie posters to iconic film history.
And

I’m even more impressed and humble to realize that he did not 3, 4, or 5 covers for me but SIX!  How [...]

Cover Art, and then some!

Both Elaine Gignilliat and Bob McGinnis have books of their cover work published. Elaine has a website.

Second Printing!

Original Back jacket copy for Rose of the Mists

She Met Him Where the Reeds Bend…

He was the most beautiful man Meghan had ever seen… and she watched him, young, naked, and magnificent, bathing in the still waters of a crystal pool and the gold and green light of a summer afternoon in the Irish wilds. She loved him from that moment on and for all eternity, even though love was forbidden to her. For Meghan was considered a changeling, a witch, marked as she was with the rose-colored spot on her cheek. And little could she dream that what once cursed her would bring her a glorious destiny — and the passion of the stranger she so wantonly desired…

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