You Asked: How Important is Genre?

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Welcome to another, You Asked, the Experts Answer, segment. This week   our question is: How important is genre?

The simple answer is – very. According to C. S. Lakin, from Live, Write, Thrive, there’s a  direct correlation between book sales and genre. And, from where I’m sitting that’s an important piece of information for authors to know.

In her article,  If You Don’t Learn This Truth, You May Be Missing Out on Big Book SalesMs.Lakin discusses how to specifically target a  genre and what that means in terms of successful sales.

So, if you’re unsure or wondering why your book sales are staying stagnant, check out her post on Live, Write, Thrive.

What do you think? Did you generalize or get specific in identifying your genre and did it translate into sales?

I’d love to hear your comments. Talk to me. Tell me your story and look for me on Facebook at SheilaMGood,  PinterestBloglovinTwitter@sheilagood, and Contently.

Stick With Me

The Daily PromptFlow

 

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“What are you so hyped up about? It’s a vacation for God’s sake.”

“That’s not the point. I prefer we have a plan. You know, like where we’re going.”

He frowned at her and made a right turn onto the interstate. “Relax, it’ll be an adventure.”

“I kinda had visions of relaxing on the beach with a good book.”

“God, don’t be so boring,” he said, rolling his eyes.

“We’ve gone to the beach every year. You used to like it. Now, it’s boring?” Her voice raised an octave. “Am I boring too?”

He reached behind the seat and grabbed the map. “Look, I have it planned, well sort of. We’ll head up the coast and if we see something we like, we’ll stop for the day or two.”

“Day or two? And you’re certain accommodations will be available?”

“If not, we’ll move on.”

She groaned. “Wonderful, a vacation on the road.” She could already feel the twinge of her hips cramping in protest.

He reached for her hand. “Will you relax? I got this. It’s gonna be fun. We needed a break from all the routine. We were in a rut. I thought it was time to shake things up. Can’t  you trust me? Just go with the flow?”

She looked at his boyish, smiling face. In all the years together, he’d never taken them down a wrong path. Yes, she trusted him with her life. She squeezed his hand and leaned over to kiss his cheek.

“Go with the flow. I’ve always wondered what that would feel like.”

He grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Just stick with me, babe; stick with me.”

 

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How Story Structure Relates to Our Lives

A Wonderful, insightful, and concise post on stucture. Enjoy.

A Sunday Confession – I have an Attitude Problem

I have an attitude problem. How’s that for a Sunday morning confession?

No, I don’t have the bitchy attitude, although my husband might disagree and I’m not being haughty or arrogant.

Nope, the attitude problem I have, believe it or not, is one of discouragement and lack of faith. Not, the Faith, that’s another subject. Lack of faith in my ability to write.

My muse has left me high and dry, and the 40,000-word novel I’ve struggled with is taunting me each time I open the file. Prompts I used to enjoy doing are drawing a blank. It’s as if the words and thoughts in my brain have gone on vacation without me. An invite would’ve been nice.

I had the entire house to myself yesterday, and writing was on the agenda, but the ghost of my mother appeared. I ended up reorganizing my cabinets and scrubbing the surfaces clean till they sparkled. Yeah, those cabinets just had to be cleaned, three days before my housekeeper is due.

By the time I finished, the day was more than half gone, I was exhausted and had screwed up a knee. Needless to say, I spent the rest of the evening recuperating, bingeing on the Hallmark channel, and getting weepy over stupid stuff.

The truth is I didn’t want to write yesterday. And being a bit obsessive about my house, I welcomed the ghost of my mother. She’s the one I blame for that little personality trait. We learned early on; a clean house is a Southern woman’s obligation and an excuse to get out of anything.

Yep, right now, I have a piss-poor attitude about writing. And, to make matters worse, I’ve committed myself to the A-Z Blogging Challenge in April. Oh no, with my brain on vacation, I’m not feeling any pressure.

April is looming, and I needed to get out of this slump.

Self-help books of all kinds have always been a go-to resource for me. Over the years, I’ve saved encouraging and funny quotes for times just like these. So, this morning I searched out the old file out to get inspired. The first sheet I pulled from the folder had me wondering, but I persevered.
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Then I discovered two of my all time favorites.  A quote about Attitude, by Rev. Charles Swindoll and Faith (author unknown).

You can find the entire quote from Attitude by clicking on the link but here is an excerpt.

“The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life…
It is more important than appearance, giftedness, or skill…
The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have,
and that is our attitude.Charles Swindoll

I encourage you to read the entire quote. It will give you an attitude adjustment. And as far as faith, well at some point we all have to believe.

Faith
When we walk to the edge of the light we have
And take that step into the darkness of the unknown;
We must believe that one of two things will happen  –
There will be something solid for us to stand on
Or,  God will teach us to fly!

I’ve always liked the idea of wings. What about you? Do you ever have doubts? I’d love to hear your comments. Talk to me. Tell me your story and look for me on Facebook at SheilaMGood,  PinterestBloglovin, Twitter@sheilagood, and Contently.