AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT/ANNIVERSARY CELEBRATION
As some of you know, JD Chase is suffering from a brain injury due to a
car accidentally. JD is still struggling - badly. In fact, she is still awaiting yet
another brain scan in a fortright and until then she is supposed to be resting up
on sedative mediation. However, as this weekend marks JD's third publishing
anniversary she is having a celebratory sale from 18th
– 25th December where every single book of her's will be 99 pennies
in the US/UK marketplaces.
For ease we have attached JD Chase's Amazon Links where you can find all of her books listed.
Also, I’m taking part in a
newsletter giveaway organised by The Hype PR. Feel free to sign up to my
newsletter (or any of the other author’s – you can choose) and enter yourself
to maybe win a $600
Gift Card. Here’s the link: http://bit.ly/1QOppHJ
I think it’s open until 24th December.
JD Chase has also started a fictional blog on her website. Bella’s
Boudoir is written from the perspective of a newly single thirty-something.
It’s chick-lit/rom-com themed. New posts appear once or twice a week if she is well enough. A post is roughly a chapter. So it’s basically going to be a long
serialised book – that’s completely free! It’s been getting hundreds of hits at the moment without any marketing, however, we are hoping to make that even larger with you all signing up to be a part of this and as JD Chase loves feedback please feel free to leave some for her.
Note from the author ~ JD Chase
I can’t wait to see the back
of this horrible year. The car accident – my brain injury – then a tumour scare
– now it’s inter cranial pressure and nerve damage arising as a complication
from the brain injury … I think I’ve had enough now. I sincerely hope you’re
all having my share of good luck!
So finally, I’d like to wish you all a very Merry Christmas, full of love and laughter. Think of me when you’re indulging in a drink or two. Maybe one or two of you will do me the honour of toasting to my health as well as yours and your loved ones. I hope the new year brings a change of fortune for me – I’m starting sessions to aid the improvement of my memory and concentration once things settle down inside my head. I cannot wait. I hope next year is full of good health, wealth and happiness for all of you and for those close to you. I know I’m not the only one having a rough time right now.
I’m truly thankful for everything you do for me. I mean that, no matter how much you say it’s nothing – it’s not nothing to me. It means more than you know. Without you guys – I think I’d have been tempted to throw the towel in this year. How can you be an author when you can’t remember the characters’ names? When you can’t remember what you’ve written? When your vocabulary is full of gaps. When you have blinding headaches every day. When you can’t sleep but it’s all you want to do – cue the sedatives! Seriously, that the bane of an author’s life - self-doubt - has reached epic proportions more than a few times over the last few months. Some days I’ve stared at the screen all day and not written a thing. I’ve cursed. I’ve cried. I’ve crawled further into myself. But you know what, there are people waiting for Avoir and besides, I love my job, so I’m sticking two fingers up to myself and carrying on. I will write again (properly) – if it’s the last thing I do. Right now, any writing I do is well below the standard it needs to be. I could really do with a fabulous content editor but they cost ‘megamoney’, and my royalties are drieing up – that’s what not releasing regularly does: sales nosedive as Amazon begins to hide your stuff in favour of new releases. Hey, maybe I should enter the $600 giveaway myself! I could trade it for an editor!!! Just kidding. Although, that idea might have merit … ;-)
Make the most of the peace and quiet. When I’m back, you’ll be sick of me in no time. I have six months of writing to catch up on and a list of planned books – no more series, I think they’re my nemesis. Something always happens to me mid-series … no, actually, it’s always right before the final book in the series. With Orion it was my husband dying. There was a mini delay with Rouge Passion (I can’t remember why – surprise, surprise) and now Passion Noire is suffering indefinite delay. In the meantime, thanks for sticking by me. I think you’re wonderful *mwah*
I hope that’s everything … it better be. It’s taken me over two hours to write this (I get stuck for the word I want – my brain seems to freeze then I forget what I was going to say). I have two post its stuck to my monitor saying ‘don’t forget to attach the graphic’. Don’t laugh, but I’ve already once forgotten what they were for and spent ages just staring at them, racking my brain … my useless broken brain. Gah! Then, when I remembered, when I couldn’t find the graphic. I forgot what it’s called and where I saved it! I shit you not. Just call me Dory. Right now, it fits.
Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming.
So finally, I’d like to wish you all a very Merry Christmas, full of love and laughter. Think of me when you’re indulging in a drink or two. Maybe one or two of you will do me the honour of toasting to my health as well as yours and your loved ones. I hope the new year brings a change of fortune for me – I’m starting sessions to aid the improvement of my memory and concentration once things settle down inside my head. I cannot wait. I hope next year is full of good health, wealth and happiness for all of you and for those close to you. I know I’m not the only one having a rough time right now.
I’m truly thankful for everything you do for me. I mean that, no matter how much you say it’s nothing – it’s not nothing to me. It means more than you know. Without you guys – I think I’d have been tempted to throw the towel in this year. How can you be an author when you can’t remember the characters’ names? When you can’t remember what you’ve written? When your vocabulary is full of gaps. When you have blinding headaches every day. When you can’t sleep but it’s all you want to do – cue the sedatives! Seriously, that the bane of an author’s life - self-doubt - has reached epic proportions more than a few times over the last few months. Some days I’ve stared at the screen all day and not written a thing. I’ve cursed. I’ve cried. I’ve crawled further into myself. But you know what, there are people waiting for Avoir and besides, I love my job, so I’m sticking two fingers up to myself and carrying on. I will write again (properly) – if it’s the last thing I do. Right now, any writing I do is well below the standard it needs to be. I could really do with a fabulous content editor but they cost ‘megamoney’, and my royalties are drieing up – that’s what not releasing regularly does: sales nosedive as Amazon begins to hide your stuff in favour of new releases. Hey, maybe I should enter the $600 giveaway myself! I could trade it for an editor!!! Just kidding. Although, that idea might have merit … ;-)
Make the most of the peace and quiet. When I’m back, you’ll be sick of me in no time. I have six months of writing to catch up on and a list of planned books – no more series, I think they’re my nemesis. Something always happens to me mid-series … no, actually, it’s always right before the final book in the series. With Orion it was my husband dying. There was a mini delay with Rouge Passion (I can’t remember why – surprise, surprise) and now Passion Noire is suffering indefinite delay. In the meantime, thanks for sticking by me. I think you’re wonderful *mwah*
I hope that’s everything … it better be. It’s taken me over two hours to write this (I get stuck for the word I want – my brain seems to freeze then I forget what I was going to say). I have two post its stuck to my monitor saying ‘don’t forget to attach the graphic’. Don’t laugh, but I’ve already once forgotten what they were for and spent ages just staring at them, racking my brain … my useless broken brain. Gah! Then, when I remembered, when I couldn’t find the graphic. I forgot what it’s called and where I saved it! I shit you not. Just call me Dory. Right now, it fits.
Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming.
Much love,
JD xxxxx
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