Great Sales or Great Reviews: which would you pick and why?
Come ‘n’ get it! Don’t You Forget About Me, free on Kindle through the remaining hours of Thursday, February 27.
Mary Catherine Whelihan made it out of Walkerville alive once before. Can she pull it off this time? Bullies, sexual harassment, finding a corpse in the local creek…. Cate’s childhood in 1980s Walkerville was murder! So what could possibly tempt her to return? A cryptic email from Eugene Marcasian, MD, her grade school crush, might do the trick. Can Cate and Gene find the cause of the mysterious illness afflicting nearly all of the girls in their graduating class, including Cate herself? Or will corporate bullies continue to take down anyone who gets in their way? More importantly, can Cate stay alive long enough to get one more slice of tomato pie?
“This book has all the elements that make a book addictive: a compelling story told well with characters who are unforgettable. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll stay up all night reading.” Sarah Reinhard, author, SnoringScholar.com and A Catholic Mother’s Companion to Pregnancy
“This captivating murder mystery made me laugh, cry, and crave Italian food; ‘80s pop tunes are still stuck in my head. If you like mysteries that offer a good mix of suspense and science, don’t miss this book.” Barb Szyszkiewicz, franciscanmom.com
“Don’t You Forget About Me…is a rollicking fun and exciting cozy murder mystery. The author’s strong and clever command of the written language makes this book an entertaining page-turner. I recommend this highly-enjoyable, cozy, clean, lively mystery to all readers!” Therese Heckenkamp, award-winning author, Frozen Footprints
“A quirky, fun, mystery-romance that will tickle your funny bone while making your hair stand on end.” AnnMarie Creedon,best-selling author, Angela’s Song
“The book has all the elements of a good novel, with its principal charm resting in Erin McCole Cupp’s affable and believable characters. I read (it) in a single sitting, and then put the book down with the wistful feeling of someone departing a gathering of friends.” Celeste Behe
“It’s easy to identify and sympathize with protagonist Cate Whelihan as she returns to her hometown and faces not only the classmates who bullied her in school but also her junior high sweetheart and fellow nerd, Gene. Readers will be chuckling one moment…and biting nails the next as she faces threats, corrupt police, and the business end of a gun.” Daria Sockey, author,The Everyday Catholic’s Guide to the Liturgy of the Hours
My Review on Amazon:
Mystery and Manners: Occasional Prose has everything that I needed to find but didn’t know I needed in a book on writing. This was not a “how to” for the aspiring writer, per se. Thankfully, however, it wasn’t a mere diatribe against “bad” or (::shudder::) “unimportant” fiction. Flannery O’Connor never gives a single handy checklist, not one pretentious evaluation of an obscure work, nor a single heartless criticism against the world of budding writers. She simply does what she says all good writers ought, which is render hard reality with a compassionate yet honest eye. Compassionate, honest rendering of reality is exactly what we should be after as writers, and to have an author bring her observant eye to bear on the very act of observation is indeed a gift–a gift to us all. Highly recommended.
Some of the quotes I am trying to gather before I have to return the darn thing to the library:
“The sorry religious novel comes about when the writer supposes that, because of his belief, he is somehow dispensed from the obligation to penetrate concrete reality.”
I think she nailed the reason why so many people do not want to read Christian fiction–or, who having read it previously, never want to encounter the stuff again. I know that’s why I tend not to enjoy most of it. The Real tends not to be present in it–not as present as it ought to be.
A literature for [Catholics] alone is a contradiction in terms. You may ask, why not simply call this literature Christian? Unfortunately, the word Christian is no longer reliable. It has come to mean anyone with a golden heart. And a golden heart would be a positive interference in the writing of fiction.
Hopefully I’ll be back with a few more quotes once I own an actual copy of this chunky monkey. It’s not all that often I’ll part with my hard-earned money to buy a book when I have the library at my disposal and, admittedly, now that I get so many review copies at the Catholic Marketing Network and through the evaluator program for the Catholic Writers Guild Seal of Approval. However, it looks like the estate of Miss O’Connor will shortly be making off with some of my meager earnings.
The rules are thusly:
I invite you to Tweet the link to your prompt with the hashtag #WCW so we participants can find each other on Twitter. Another fun Twitter tag to try is #improv, which will connect you with anybody on Twitter doing any kind of improv. #amwriting is another goodie.
PROMPT: The groundhog stared at the radio.
A note on responding to the prompt: Use the prompt as your first sentence. Or don’t. Just use it as a jumping-off point and go from there. I don’t care. Just write for ten minutes and share it. Don’t worry about playing by writing rules, because I don’t have any here, and if you’re looking for rules to follow on improv like this, you’re probably looking for an excuse to not write, in which case, try another hobby. Scrapbooking. Quilting. Swimming. Anything but this, because writing brings new meaning to the term “hot mess.”
Now, here’s hoping the linkup stuff will show up here:
Join Jennifer and friends over at Conversion Diary for Seven Quick Takes Friday!
Writing the Breakout Novel delivers advice to the would-be novelist in a friendly format that is easy to understand, even when it delivers blows to the pride of the writer who can’t imagine why his/her work isn’t already of breakout quality. I especially appreciated the unassuming tone and the wide variety of references to narratively successful works. Some of the complaints Maas makes about the poor authors whose work he rejects could have been stated with better grace, perhaps. He also seems to imply that simply by writing with great skill there is no possible way your work could fail commercially. Putting those issues aside, which you can do easily as long as you love writing more than you love your ego, I’d call this a solid addition to one’s reference desk.
“Today, though perhaps not in Shakespeare’s day, the resolution never to behave like Macbeth does not inevitably carry any clear implication of what to do instead.” John Gardner, On Moral Fiction, p. 107.
Reading the first two chapters of On Moral Fiction filled me with such hope. After all, I had just finished with The Art of Fiction and found it to be self-congratulatory bombast. My hopes were not high on opening On Moral Fiction. But, soft! At last, here was serious writing on the purpose of art, on the high aims a writer can take to improve the world by offering his (almost always “his,” but what of that?) gifts through story. Here was genuine consideration of the idea that we might–GASP!–learn how to be more human through fiction, both reading and writing the stuff. I was ready to set aside my anger and look anew at Gardner on fiction. Alas, what followed after that was more of what was to be found in _The Art of Fiction_: pompous put-downs and inflated verbiage. As Gardner noted in the quote with which I opened this review, there’s value to be had in the excoriation of those artists who provide a list of “what not to do.” There is much more value however, in shining the light on examples of what TO do. Macbeth fell short of that. So does Gardner in On Moral Fiction.