Book Cover Design 101 OR, “That which does not kill me, makes me stronger” – Friedrich Nietzsche

The Linden Chronicles

By Sandra L. Jones, wife of The Author, Patrick Jones

SO…He wrote a book…Now what do we do??

As The Authorand I continue on through the Indie Author self-publishing platform, it is very obvious that the process typifies a continuous learning model.  It never ends!!  We continue to read, learn and implement our strategy toward discovering new and better ways from the ground up. The publishing industry changes logarithmically, and the speed at which the current “Information Age” progresses is unprecedented.

This particular project has taken us about a year to complete.  Anthony Wessel with Digital Book Today suggested that we recount our journey so that others in the industry may learn from our experience.  Collaboration is essential in the process of brainstorming.  That is key to the equation.

Significant Points to Consider:

  1. We worked with a print on demand publisher, Create Space.  We continue to have…

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Interview with Patrick Jones, author of “The Wolf’s Moon”

Great interview with Doris-Maria Heilmann of 111Publishing

Savvy Writers & e-Books online

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Patrick   thank you so much for taking the time today for this author interview. Let’s dive right in:

What inspired you to start writing?
I have written since I was a kid.  I wrote a mystery novel in High School.  My classmates liked the story but it, like everything else, wound up in the circular file cabinet.  Mrs. Ruth Morrisey, an English Lit teacher, encouraged me to write, while my family said I would starve.
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How did you get the idea for the novel?
One day I sat with a pen and paper and just started writing.  Sandy, my wife, was giving a lecture at a seminar so I decided to kill some time.  The more I wrote, the more it took on its own life.  “The Wolf’s Moon” went from a doodling, to a short story and ended as a novel.  I only wrote what…

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Indies Unlimited Book Brief – The Wolf’s Moon by Patrick Jones

Indies Unlimited Book Brief The Wolf's Moon by Patrick Jones

Please click here for a link to “The Wolf’s Moon” Book Brief

The Wolf’s Moon” is featured today on Indies Unlimited.  This site is very accessible to the Indie author in every aspect.  Beginning or seasoned, or simply somewhere in between, informational blogs about tips and tricks for the Indie author are provided by a staff of experts.  I particularly enjoy their featured “Like Fests” where the author can connect to other authors through various social media outlets.  This is a great group of people that has gathered together to promote each other as well as share their successful stories so that others may gain from their journey through the self-publishing platform.  Interacting with the members provides an interesting mix of personalities from every genre.  Challenges are often posted as a means for the author to improve their writing skills and talents.  Everyone is welcome and the site is very well maintained by the administrators.  We have been listed in the “Freebie Friday” category as well as the above “Book Brief”.  In fact, the administrators approached us to inform us that this opportunity was available to pursue.

A terrific site to interact with others and share mutual interests!  I highly recommend this site to connect with!  It is also interesting that we are featured on the weekend of the Wolf Moon cycle!  If you didn’t get a chance to run outside last night to view the moon, it will still be there tonight!!   Take care!

The Ozark Mountains

Patrick Jones

I now live in the Ozarks.  It’s a great house in a great area of Missouri.

In past blogs I wrote on the people here that I am proud and honored to be allowed to call my friends and neighbors.

This blog, though, is about my cabin even further into the mountains.

It is a log cabin set on a hill looking down into a glade which is part of Pine Hollow.  On most any morning, as the sun rises, one can watch wildlife wake from their slumber.

Ground squirrels scamper about under foliage and leaf cover looking for a morning meal.  Birds start singing, then flying the skies by picking up the winds to glide among the wistful clouds.

Embers in the wood burning stove caused fresh logs to blaze and cooked coffee in an old, blue metal pot.  The aroma forces a person to pour some of the black liquid into a matching blue metal cup.

Sitting on the steps, blowing on the coffee as if that would cool the hot beverage, your attention is again drawn down the hill.

One by one, the deer enter the valley to graze.  They see me sitting and drinking my coffee but know from my disposition they can continue their eating in safety.

By the time the cup is empty, the bacon in the cast iron skillet is crisp and the grease is ready for the eggs.

The log structure is small and even smaller inside.  There is enough room for one, cozy for two.  Light comes from two windows during the day and kerosene lamps in the evening.  Water is in five gallon containers stacked in the corner.

After breakfast, there is wood to be cut from down wood.  Some to be stacked inside the cabin, some outside under a cover, the rest just stacked by the fire pit.

When my son and daughter were small, they carried all the rock to line the bottom and sides of that fire pit.  That was thirty years ago and the rocks are still in place.

By the time I finish all the chores, the sun is below the treetops and it’s time for supper, consisting of a steak and veggies.

While eating supper, I listen to “The Radio Reader” on the local PBS station.  Every evening during the week a chapter of a book is read over the radio.

The coffee is hot again and there is the sound of a truck pulling up the hill to the door of the cabin.  It’s a friend and neighbor.  His name is Dan and the coal black hair is grey now.  He still walks with a small limp.  He lost his leg to a landmine but unless you knew that fact, you’d think he just had a rough day.  Dan has never been bitter about the loss of his leg.  He always has a smile and a good word.

Over a couple cups of coffee and a few cigarettes we talk about his family and then mine.

The night gets late and under a clear sky the full moon lights the road for Dan to drive home.

After I’m sure Dan is safely down the hill and onto the gravel road headed home, I sit with the last cup of coffee in the pot and make notes on paper and on the neat little voice recorder my wife, Sandy, gave me.

I know that it’s time for bed when the coyotes start yapping, calling to their young.

With the stove full of wood and coffee set up for the next day, I pull my wool military blankets over me.  I know peace.

Tomorrow, I’ll write.

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