I have now got the cover picture for Coconut Ice and am chasing around trying to advertise the launch.I hope it comes out below.
Also, today, we renewed our passports so whatever happens to Brexit we should be able to go on a cruise or to visit relatives in Italy. Hooray!
With a bit of luck I can get a picture of the poster for Coconut Ice on here. I haven’t got the booklet yet but I’ve seen the proof and am just waiting for the cover to be finished.
We are giving the profits to the Salvation Army and I’ve ordered 200 copies to start with. A friend said ‘You can’t sell poetry,’ but I hope to prove him wrong.
Coco launch poster
The Sea Scribes, our local writing group, were giving a talk combined with tea at the Ardington hotel Worthing, yesterday. We each had a table to display our books and took in turns to speak about our writing. This was all the more interesting because we cover such a variety of genres, historical, fantasy, flash fiction, poetry, romance and general fiction with my specialism being stories based in the local area.
The hotel put on a fine tea with sandwiches ( salmon was my favourite) scones and cream, cakes and little desserts. Afterwards people came up to talk to us about our work and buy copies of the group’s two anthologies and well as some of our novels. All in all it was an enjoyable and satisfying event.
I did take a couple of pictures before it all started but it doesn’t show the audience. The manager said he was very pleased with the number who attended.
To continue about marketing. I did go to the little café round the corner and fix a date for the launch of our poetry anthology “Coconut Ice.” What with trying to find musicians and a venue for our next charity gig and writing a piece for the special ” Food for Thought” tea on Wednesday afternoon it has been quite a busy few days.
Now to design some posters to advertise the events. I also have to remember to put the adverts in the local paper for our Friendship Centre meetings. Unfortunately they now happen on the same afternoons as our writing group meetings and one of my exercise classes. I am trying to alternate them but it doesn’t work with three! Luckily one is weekly, one is fortnightly and one is monthly.
It’s such a pity the monthly meals with jazz have ended because that pub is closing but we still listen to them at the Leisure Centre. It isn’t quite the same. A few years ago it was the highlight of our month – but that was before the place changed hands and the food went ‘trendy’ and expensive. No wonder they lost customers.
Never mind, the band have offered to play at the Sea scribes’ next gig so we will still hear them twice in one month!
I’m really into editing at present so when I saw the proof for our new anthology I was quite excited. It is interesting to see how other people approach the design stage. Once the text was corrected we then had a look at the page design. The printer had suggested ivy leaves draped round the side but some of the lines of the verses almost touched them so that was out. Then we looked at the illustrations and wording sizes. The pictures seemed a little too large for the text, although on the front cover it seemed OK.
I chose a blue for the cover as the previous two anthologies have been gold and green and came away hoping to have it out in early April. Now I have to decide how many copies to get printed. As the profits are going to charity I expect to sell at least 100.
Then I’ll think about a launch. There’s a cute little cafe nearby that might be ideal. All in a day’s work!
As soon as I start moaning that nothing is happening it all changes! Today I had an invitation to give a talk and the first proof of our poetry anthology. Plenty to do now!
Last night I went to a meeting of West Sussex Writers. The talk was by Paul Holden of the Worthing Journal and he gave an excellent description of his life as a journalist and how newspapers have declined over the last decade. When he left the local newspaper he started up his own monthly booklet which is full of local history and topical news, especially the political challenges that face our town today with the dearth of investigative journalists. Without people like him the public would not be aware of how their money was being spent and the choices the Council make and we certainly wouldn’t have newly painted bus shelters and attractive flower beds! It takes a great deal of research and a dogged determination to supply the locality with such an informative publication and Worthing is lucky to have someone like him to provide it.
There are other publications that continue to do the job that newspapers used to do but so few of us buy papers now that they will soon die out. Advertisements for houses and cars will not keep them going much longer as folk go on line for their news.
This afternoon I pick up my leaflets advertising talks. I am no longer depressed.
I feel I ought to be posting more creatively but seem to be marking time at present. The poetry anthology is with the printer, my new marketing leaflets are ready to be picked up tomorrow, I have entered two competitions and started another story. I don’t think it will be a novel, especially as it is rather controversial but I have wanted to set a tale in the local landmark, an old tower, for some time. It is in a private garden so I don’t have a photograph. I have been asked to do another reading in June and, hopefully my leaflets will bring in more invitations for talks. I didn’t get a new portrait done so the image is about six years old. I tried taking a selfie but it looked like a passport photo so I left the old one. Hubby was very sweet and said ” It’s still YOU”
I used a different image for the Sea scribes trifold which details all our books. That should be ready for our “Food for Thought” afternoon tea at the Ardington Hotel in Worthing on 27th March. I do wear spectacles but I usually take them off for a picture. I didn’t for that one and although it is old it looks more like me. I used to have it on my book marks but put cover images on more recently instead.
If I don’t get any good ideas soon I may even try to find old unfinished works. Not having a book on the go makes me depressed.