Showing posts with label I Buried a Witch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I Buried a Witch. Show all posts

Friday, November 20, 2020

John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt

 


OR John Joseph Galbraith. Which one should we talk about? 

THAT WAS A RHETORICAL QUESTION.

I've been making notes and working on the outline for Bell, Book and Scandal, and that means thinking through the ongoing character arcs of both Cosmo and John. I was surprised after I Buried a Witch by the readers who really did not seem to "get" John. Meaning that they did not seem to understand that John was an emotionally and psychologically complicated personality with a character arc before him.

I don't know why this always surprises me because I've noticed again and again that the very readers who claim they love difficult, complicated characters, often have a lot of trouble with characters who are indeed difficult and complicated outside of a preordained acceptable character traits bubble. 

I admit it. I like writing difficult characters. I like writing characters that push reader buttons. I like occasionally making readers uncomfortable. I'm not trying to write for everyone. I'm not studying the market and analyzing algorithms. I  write what interests me, moves me, inspires me to explore and understand. That's one reason why I quit writing for mainstream. ;-)

Anyway, I was thinking about John and the readers who were riled by him, and I wonder if there were some important clues that not everyone picked up on. Like, there's a big difference between what John says and what he does. John's communication style is very brusque, but his actions frequently do not line up with what he says. John talks a good distancing game, but when it comes to Cosmo, he does not actually preserve much distance.

Some of John's most important character reveals are sub-textual. But some of them are right there in
plain sight. 

For example, John's not sexually controlling. He's open and willing to anything Cosmo wants to do or not do. He specifically says Cosmo should have everything the way he likes every time he has sex. And as Cosmo's sexual interests change, John goes right along with out hesitation or hitch.



Also, right from the start--in Mainly by Moonlight--as ambitious as John professes to be--is--when it comes down to Cosmo or his big important job--even with all his (understandable) doubts and concerns about Cosmo--he chooses Cosmo.


This is a little one, but kind of key to both family dynamics and how John treats others. John backs Cosmo's position within the family hierarchy. We know (or think we know) John's not a patient guy, yet he's kind to his annoying and difficult mother and both loyal to, and protective of, his difficult young sister. He values Cosmo's input and opinions (as much or more than values anyone's--given that he is not a trusting person). Also he appears to remain courteous and respectful to Cosmo's family and friends, despite knowing they detest him. 


In I Buried a Witch, John gives what he believes is an ultimatum and when Cosmo calls his bluff, he backs down, eventually settling on the fairly minimal request of please don't use magic as a first resort. (Which is fair enough from someone who doesn't like magic. ) Should he have made the original request? It's called negotiation. 


Also, as controlling as John seems on the surface, he does forgive Cosmo for trying to use magic on him--not once, but a couple of times. In fact, after his initial rage (again we only see it through Cosmo's eyes) he attempts to retreat from Cosmo. He does not attack him or punish him. He's not out to destroy Cosmo. He doesn't reveal any of Cosmo's secrets.


It's tricky because we mostly see John through Cosmo's eyes, and Cosmo feels insecure and uncertain of the relationship. Subtext is important when analyzing John. But so are Cosmo's behaviors. He repeatedly ignores John's orders and demands--other than the evening where John discovers Cosmo is a magical being who attempted to repeatedly use magic on him--Cosmo shows little real fear of anything but John not loving him. In fact, overall, Cosmo is pretty much a blithe spirit.


And finally, I'd have insisted on the pool too. :-D I mean, he did give Cosmo half the backyard, and Cosmo is a fully cognizant adult, not a tiny child to wander off and fall in the pool. 


Those are my thoughts. YMMV? 

Saturday, November 30, 2019

New Release: I BURIED A WITCH (Bedknobs and Broomsticks 2)

Now available (hopefully) everywhere!






Can the star-crossed couple bring down a killer before the dark threat extinguishes true love’s flame?

EXCERPT

I sipped my wine, listening to the prolonged silence from the hallway, and my disquiet grew.

Whatever this was, it was not good news.

“I see.” John’s tone was flat. “Thanks for calling.”

Silence.

“Yes. You too.”

I heard him replace the phone. The floorboards squeaked as he returned to the dining room.

“That was Sergeant Bergamasco,” he said, retaking his seat at the table.

“I heard. Is there a problem?”

The candlelight cast severe shadows across his hard cheekbones and dark eyes. He said evenly, “I think there is, yes. I understand you visited Ciara Reitherman this morning.”

Oh shit.

I felt myself changing color. “I—yes. I did.”

“Is there some reason you didn’t want to tell me about it yourself?”

Several reasons—though I couldn’t admit that—starting with the scant hope that John wouldn’t find out.

“Frankly? I didn’t think you’d want me to go, and I felt that I needed to hear what she had to say.”

“Why?”

“I-I’m not sure I understand?”

“Why did you feel you needed to hear what she had to say?”

I didn’t want to lie to him. I had promised to never lie to him. I floundered, “Because maybe it concerned me?”

He drew a sharp breath, which he then let out slowly, quietly. “Cos, does it not occur to you that by visiting this woman, you’re not only jeopardizing the case against her, you’re very likely reinstating yourself as a possible suspect in Reitherman’s death?”

No, to be honest, neither of those things had occurred to me.

I protested, “What? That’s ridiculous!”

“It’s not ridiculous at all. Her defense could try to claim that a relationship exists between the two of you, that together, and for reasons not yet known to the prosecution, you concocted a scheme to get rid of Reitherman’s husband, and then for reasons unknown, fell out.”

“Nobody would believe that for a minute. What would my motive be?”

“Motive is irrelevant. Motive can always be found if the other pieces of the puzzle are in place.”

“But the other pieces aren’t in place.”

John said, “Not all of them, no. But enough are. Which is why you fell under suspicion the first time around. I can’t believe you blithely strolled into that interview room for a chat with the woman who tried to kill you.”

“She asked to speak to me.”

John pressed his lips together. He took the time to refill his wineglass. He held the bottle up. I shook my head.

He said carefully, and I could hear that greatly strained patience, “The main reason you’re no longer under suspicion is because she is.”

“Yes, but she shouldn’t be. I told you I didn’t think she murdered Seamus, and she confirmed it.”

“She… Cos.” For about a split second, John looked truly at a loss.

“I believe her.”

“That’s nice. Given that she tried to kill you. In front of about fifty witnesses, several of whom belong to SFPD. For that alone, they’re going to lock her up and, hopefully, throw away the key.”
I was dismayed by his casual brutality.

“She thought I killed Seamus.”

“Don’t repeat that,” John warned.

“It’s the truth.”

“If it is the truth, it strengthens the case against you.”

I saw his point.

I also saw that, being unable to share all the facts of the situation, continuing to try to convince him of anything was a waste of time.

I said quietly, “You’re right. I didn’t think about how things might look or how my visit might potentially affect Ciara’s case. And I realize that you’re concerned for me. I truly believe her when she says she didn’t kill Seamus, but I can see that I should have spoken to you before I went to see her.”

He relaxed a little. “I don’t think any real harm has been done. You’re…an unusual person, Cos. People, my people, don’t always understand—are liable to misinterpret your actions.”
He was not only serious, he was earnest, and I was touched to see his worry for me.

“I know. It’s all right. I don’t care what people think.”

John said, “I have to care, though.”

Once more I felt heat flood my face. “Yes. Right. I didn’t mean—”

“I know you didn’t kill Reitherman. I know you’re genuinely worried about a perceived injustice.”

“Well, yes.” Aren’t you? That was my real question. I didn’t have to ask it because John continued in his blunt, dogged way.

“When the Reitherman woman came after you, she lost any sympathy I might have had for her. There’s more than enough evidence to put her away forever, and that’s fine with me.”

“But if she didn’t do it—”

“She’ll have done something else. She did do something else. She tried to harm you.”

I think he saw my shock, because something glinted in his eyes for a moment. Regret? Guilt? Shame? If so, it was gone in the blink of an eye.

I said, “I can’t believe you mean that, John. I know you don’t really.”

Instead of answering, he said, “Promise me you’ll stay away from her. I want your word that you won’t do anything else to jeopardize the case against her.”

“John.”

“I’m deadly serious about this.”

He was too. It was right there on his face.

I said, “I…I’m not… I don’t know how to answer that. I’m not trying to interfere or make trouble for you. She asked for my help, and—”

“Your word.” John was adamant.

I gazed into his face and understood a couple of hard truths that had escaped me before. Magical abilities notwithstanding, John really did hold all the power in our relationship. And although he had not included “obey” in our wedding vows, my obedience was clearly a condition of our marriage.
The ability to negotiate a hard bargain is the ability to walk away from a bad deal. John—it was right there in the fierce lines of his face, in the steely gleam of his eyes—was prepared—always prepared—to walk away. I was not. Could not even contemplate it. Not then.

In those four minutes I learned more about him than I’d learned in four weeks, and I’m ashamed to admit I crumbled.

I said huskily, “I promise.”

The flinty look faded. We were no longer on opposite sides of the battlefield. “Thank you.”

There must have been something in my face, in my eyes, because his expression grew gentle, apologetic.

He leaned forward to take my hand, his lips brushing across my knuckles and sending a little shiver of pained pleasure down my back. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

He was not relenting, not in any way, but he was truly sorry for having to be harsh, for having to insist.



AVAILABLE THRU







(And yes, it will eventually be in print and audio as well! 



Friday, November 8, 2019

Poor Cosmo...

That night I opened the Drambuie we’d brought back from Scotland a million years ago.
I told myself I was trying out recipes for Andi’s line of cocktail cupcakes, but truthfully, I just wanted to get plastered. And get plastered I did.

Also sick.

Very.

Drambuie is a proprietary liqueur the Scots have been making for about two hundred years. It’s a blend of pot-still scotch and heather-flavored honey, and the taste is a bit dry, a bit aromatic. It’s not really the kind of thing most people would choose to get drunk on—it would not ordinarily be my first choice, but the bottle reminded me of John. Reminded me of Scotland and our honeymoon. Reminded me that that last time I’d tasted Drambuie it, was on John’s lips.

The classic Drambuie cocktails are the Rusty Nail and the Highland Margarita, but I was trying for something a bit sweeter and more delicate, so I opted for—in order of appearance—Autumn Leaves, the Kingston Club, and the Screaming Viking. I’m not sure why I thought a Screaming Viking would be sweet or delicate. Anyway, the two Kingston Clubs are what did me in, although the Screaming Viking didn’t help.

The bed was spinning—and not in a magical way--when I finally collapsed. 

I Buried a Witch (Bednobs and Broomsticks 2)
Coming November 30th

THE KINGSTON CLUB COCKTAIL


Ingredients

1 1/2 ounces Drambuie
1 1/2 ounces pineapple juice
a squirt of freshly squeezed lime juice
a squirt of fresh orange juice
1 teaspoon Fernet Branca (I previously had no knowledge of this herbal liqueur)
3 dashes Angostura bitters
orange peel, for garnish

Instructions


Add the Drambuie, pineapple juice, lime juice, Fernet, and Angostura bitters to an ice-filled shaker. Shake until cold. Strain into an ice-filled tall cocktail glass and top with soda water. Garnish with a twist of orange peel. Serve immediately.

Wednesday, October 30, 2019

A Little Bump in the Road

As anyone who read my Dear Agnes post knows already, I've had to push back I Buried a Witch from its original Halloween release date.

I'm truly sorry. I know it's disappointing and I know it's frustrating. For me too, believe me. And it's also expensive. I don't like doing it, but sometimes there just isn't an alternative. At least it's a relatively short delay. The new release date is November 30th, so maybe a little witchy mystery will make a welcome change from the glut of holiday releases? Or maybe not.

Anyway, it is what it is.

Of course, pushing one title back inevitably impacts other titles, so in order to NOT move Blind Side--which has been bumped so many times (and is now a sort-of-mildly-holidayish story), Haunted Heart: Spring is now scheduled for...spring. Which seems symmetrical--if also aggravating for everyone who was looking forward to that one.

So my release schedule for the rest of the year looks like this:

I Buried a Witch - November 30
Advent Calendar (including codas) - December 1
Blind Side (Dangerous Ground 6) - December 31
Hide and Seek (on-going serialized novel for Patreon)


Here's an insider's tip. If the book isn't listed on Amazon, the release date is not yet firm (even if I'm almost sure it is firm). And if it is listed on Amazon, the most it can be delayed by is thirty days. Frankly, that's more about how Amazon works than how I work, so you can rely on it. 

I've planned out next year, obviously, but the unexpected crash of this year's schedule has shaken my certainty, so I'm holding off scheduling anything for a bit.

A few readers have asked why I schedule release dates before a book is complete. Isn't that just asking for trouble?

Well, I schedule release dates for unwritten projects for the same reason most mainstream publishers and indie publishers do. In order to arrange audio, translations, even some marketing and promotion you've got to have some tangible proof the work is coming--and that tangible proof is a listing on a bookseller's site. From cover art to arranging for reviews, it's all interconnected, and the lynch pin is the book listing.

But I also need a publishing schedule for myself. If I don't have a hard and fast schedule (okay, a reasonably hard and fast schedule) with actual dates to aim for, I tend to wander around creatively. I jump from project to project, I change my mind, I lose confidence, I get lost in research or How To vids... Watching pre-orders pile up keeps me focused.

Each pre-order is like a vote of confidence from readers that yes, this is a book they really do want. This book is the priority.

So in that sense, the publishing schedule is as much for me as it is for readers.

(Just to be clear, I don't actually get ANY money until a book is published--and then it's usually 30-60 days (or longer) from when it goes on sale. So while there is a monetary component to preorders, I'm not getting any money for things I haven't yet earned.)

Anyway, there you have it. The book is delayed. I would love to be able to say it will never happen again--and for this book it actually won't ever happen again--but of course I can't in honesty promise that there will never be a delayed release date again. I can't predict the future. Things happen. Life happens. 




Saturday, October 26, 2019

Dear Agnes


I'm a fan of yours but I think it's pretty sad that you couldn't be bothered to announce to your fans especially the ones that had pre-ordered 'I Buried a Witch' that it had been delayed. I didn't see anything on your blog or even your newsletter. If it wasn't for the same Amazon that you rail about we would still be in the dark.



I had an irate reader contact me last night after I had to push back the release date on I Buried a Witch to November 30 (a thirty-day delay).

Now, delays in book release dates happen. Nobody likes them. Readers are naturally disappointed when a book they're looking forward to is pushed back. Nobody likes being disappointed. For an author, a delay in a release means a delay in getting a real pay check. And not many of us can go a month without a pay check.

Worse, it means whatever promo activity has been scheduled and paid for is now wasted. It means attached deadlines for audio and print and translation, are now thrown out of whack and other professionals are also being impacted.

So however disappointing a delay in a publishing schedule is for a reader, it's way worse for an author. It's not something we do lightly or happily.

But it's also a fact of publishing life. Big publishers have delays. Big name authors have delays. Indie publishers and indie authors also have delays. Delays in the world of publishing are unfortunate but common.

Why do delays happen?

Well, partly they happen because publishing schedules are planned out based on how things stand at a given moment in time. A publisher (or indie author) looks at the year ahead and tries to calculate a reasonable work schedule based on information available. But as we all know, life is what happens while we're busy making other plans.

Sometimes a book just isn't coming together and a delay is always preferable to putting out a book that isn't our best work. If writing was simply a matter of typing, no one would ever be late on a book. But writing is--at least in theory--not simply data entry. In my opinion, it's better to delay than put out a book that isn't ready.

Agnes's mileage may vary.

Sometimes it's nothing to do with the book. Sometimes it has to do with things happening in the author's real time life.

For me, the last two months have looked like this:

Jury duty
Rehearsing for and performing at a music festival
An unplanned visit from my mother
A planned visit from my bestie
An unplanned visit from my step-daughter
Rehearsing for and performing at a concert (which included recording new material)
(Probably stress-related) illness
Preparing for attending GRL
GRL
Trying to catch up up after being gone a week to GRL

It's not that I haven't been writing, but the writing has been interrupted. A LOT. And so this week I had to look at my schedule and make some difficult decisions. Not because I enjoy disappointing Agnes, but because I can't deliver on time a book that Agnes will enjoy and that I can be proud of.

Now, I had only pushed the book back a couple of hours before Agnes contacted me, so it's not like I wasn't going to announce the delay, but I was feeling under the weather and I figured Monday was soon enough to disappoint readers. My mistake. Agnes is a gal who likes her bad news served hot off the grill. :-D

(Plus, as Agnes points out, Amazon sends a notice out to readers who preordered, so I already know that readers are going to be informed of the delay.)

That's irrelevant though, because as Agnes points out, this is not the first time I've had to push a release date back:

I’d give you the benefit of doubt if this is the first,second,third...deadline you’ve missed. Or the first,second..promised sequel you’ve failed to deliver. Anyway, I’ll move on and take my money elsewhere. Hope you feel better.

I want to point out that delaying a sequel is not the same as "failing to deliver." We're talking about a month's difference here--and that is still WAY faster than I usually turn in a sequel. But yes, I do occasionally change my mind about sequels. That is my prerogative. I'm not a jukebox. I'm not a teletype machine. I'm another human with all the ordinary stresses and challenges in my life as Agnes.

But after all, I am letting my readers down by not delivering a book when promised. So shouldn't readers be able to punish the author who disappoints them? Shouldn't the author be made to pay?

It's a fact that occasionally author priorities don't align with that of an individual reader. And that's annoying as heck because what recourse does a reader have other than screaming at the author on Goodreads or Facebook or Twitter? How else can the author be made to feel the pain the reader feels?

Well, as Agnes points out, she can decline to buy the book once it comes out. (It seems a bit like cutting your nose off to spite your face, but okay.)

If a reader really does hope for some practical outcome--if the goal is not to simply berate and bully--sending a nasty-gram from a stranger on Facebook is probably not going to have the desired effect given that author decisions are at least partly based on factors the reader does not know--and which are arguably none of the reader's business.

Admittedly, I'm not exactly sure what Agnes's hoped-for outcome was. To make me regret my decision? I already do--see my above comment about not getting much of a pay check this month. To punish me? Well, hearing from Agnes was certainly unpleasant. But happily, I just spent a week with hundreds of readers in real time and have plenty of lovely memories and reminders that not every reader is like Agnes. Maybe Agnes just wanted to vent her frustration and forgot--as is all too easy to do--that there's a real person on the other end of that screaming into cyber space?

I don't know. I don't know Agnes and I don't want to leap to conclusions about her based on our sole interaction. Maybe Agnes screams at the people who get her Starbucks' order wrong too. Maybe she saves it all for her favorite authors. Or maybe in real life, she's the one being screamed at all the time. It's a weird period in reader-author interactions. As authors we want to be accessible, we want to encourage reader interaction, but that can lead to some fairly dysfunctional exchanges. So, for the record, I am always sorry to disappoint readers, and if learning that I am pushing back the release date of I Buried a Witch particularly upsets and angers you, I'm genuinely sorry.  I'm not happy about it either.

But I can't say it won't happen again. It almost certainly will.

Oh, not with this particular title--I Buried a Witch will release on November 30th--but a time will come when I feel it's necessary to push back a release date. And we will both be unhappy about it--but it will happen nonetheless. The advantage of a preorder is you get the book for a lower price than the regular price will ultimately be, but if the risk of a possible delay in the release date is too much to take, then of course you should wait to order.

If there's one lesson to be gleaned from reading my work, it's that the world is not a perfect place, people make mistakes, life goes on.










Friday, August 16, 2019

I BURIED A WITCH Playlist

I've started work on I Buried a Witch so I can hit that Halloween release date, so I thought I'd share the playlist. Or at least the part of the Bedknobs and Broomsticks master list that's got the right emotional vibe for the second book.

I wonder if this playlist will change as much as Mainly by Moonlight's playlist changed? Too soon to know! It's the first time I've ever jumped immediately into the second book in a series, and it's an interesting experience. It does simplify things, as far as remembering the details of who drives what car, who went to college where, etc. :-D