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future" /><category term="community" /><category term="submitting stories" /><category term="time management" /><category term="rejection" /><category term="ideas" /><category term="writer tools" /><category term="networking" /><category term="publishing" /><category term="creating maps" /><category term="taking risks" /><category term="truth" /><category term="feedback" /><category term="handling reviews" /><category term="audio book" /><category term="self-publishing" /><category term="muse" /><category term="patience" /><category term="writing professionally" /><category term="marketing" /><category term="fame" /><category term="project management" /><category term="maps" /><category term="risks" /><category term="fear" /><category term="blogging" /><category term="writer's block" /><category term="writing" /><category term="burn out" /><category term="blogs" /><category term="writer groups" /><category term="promoting novels" /><title>Paraphernalia in my Pocket</title><subtitle type="html">A personal look at writing, publishing, technology, social media, and other things that bubble up from the cooking pot of my mind.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aglaril.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aglaril.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/440970446089711302/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Rich Feitelberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657801091725743274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-27T09:41:18.824-05:00</app:edited><title>Apologies to All</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aglaril.blogspot.com/feeds/1631766365421144950/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=440970446089711302&amp;postID=1631766365421144950" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/440970446089711302/posts/default/1631766365421144950?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/440970446089711302/posts/default/1631766365421144950?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheAglarilCycle/~3/jPpJiOtROGs/apologies-to-all.html" title="Apologies to All" /><author><name>Rich Feitelberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657801091725743274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Apparently my Twitter account was breached Wednesday or Thursday morning and spammed all my followers.  I've reset my password to prevent that from happening again but to everything affected let me apologize and say please ignore and twitter message from me you may have received this week.

Apparently it is fairly easy to fake direct messages to others on Twitter so I'll be more careful in the &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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In my case, I attribute it to my overdeveloped imagination -- the result of hours of being alone as a young boy and having to entertain myself.  Even then I was using my toys to tell stories.  The transition from tales made up on the spot to pass the time and writing them&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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These days, the writer needs a host of other skills too.  He needs a sense of design and &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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It would be hubris to compare myself to such a one but I too have a dream-- a writer's dream.  I dream of being published. While that time may be close at hand it does not feel that way.

But I am also concerned about the walls that still exist along the road to publication. I think they &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Next month I will file my &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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They replied saying yes, they are still interested and then they send me a sample contract.  This has got me going on what kind of deal I might get and has my generating all kinds of &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://aglaril.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-lightning-and-one-spark.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUFSXo-fSp7ImA9WhRWEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-440970446089711302.post-9058984625322662735</id><published>2011-12-30T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T10:00:18.455-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-30T10:00:18.455-05:00</app:edited><title>In Closing</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aglaril.blogspot.com/feeds/9058984625322662735/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=440970446089711302&amp;postID=9058984625322662735" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/440970446089711302/posts/default/9058984625322662735?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/440970446089711302/posts/default/9058984625322662735?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheAglarilCycle/~3/8OJjWdplBMM/in-closing.html" title="In Closing" /><author><name>Rich Feitelberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657801091725743274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">The end of 2011 is coming up fast and so I thought I'd look back and see where I've been this year.

It's been a busy time.  My first novel, Aure the Topaz and gone from being self published to being of interest to a publisher.  While it will not be re-published in 2012, it will be prepared for publication, assuming I agree to the terms of the publishing contract.  That is very much TBD.

At the &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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What about a list of greatest hits (posts)?  Again, I don't think so.  I'm reminded of a recent link a friend of mine shared on Facebook about &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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This makes my wonder: were they serious about the contract or are they slow and understaffed?  I can &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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The third one, Telep, the Diamond, is being written.  This is where a bulk of my effort is going now because I need to have as many books as I can drafted.  &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I've have frequently felt that; it is easy to get caught up in the world and all the things that come at you.  I frequently lose sight of what is truly important to me and get caught up in the crisis of the &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Meanwhile a friend of mine (the last person I thought would self-publish) decided to release a book on Smashwords.  I spoke with him about this and decided it was time I released my short work on Smashwords while I writing Book 3 &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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That's right binky.  I found a publisher who wants to buy my work.  I have been offered a contract.



They asked from my contact information, which I supplied and I am now wait to hear from them on details.



Despite this &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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But the sad fact is I have no interest in &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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The unplanned threads are the results of character interaction.  Some of these threads I&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Software is a prime example of this.  I used to &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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But the fact is (and was until recently) I wasn't ready to do so.  The first draft of the material was completed in 1999.  But that draft &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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But the Internet has evolved into something no one expected.  Back &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Aure the Topaz is in the hands of a publisher and I am waiting to hear back.  I've completed a round of edits recently and don't plan any more changes to it.  I just need a way to get the book in the hands of readers.

Vorn the Onyx is complete.  I was &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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There are probably other &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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