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Tabitha Lord, Winner of Writer's Digest 2016 Grand Prize for Self-Published Fiction, on Finding Inspiration

  Posted by bigblackcat97 in Writer, Writer Pants on Fire, 27 June 2017 · 12 views

Inspiration is a funny thing. It can come to us like a lightning bolt, through the lyrics of a song, or in the fog of a dream. Ask any writer where their stories come from and you’ll get a myriad of answers, and in that vein I created the WHAT (What the Hell Are you Thinking?) interview. Always including in the WHAT is one random question to really dig down into the interviewees mind, and probably supply some illumination into my own as well.

Today's guest for the WHAT is Tabitha Lord, whose debut novel, HORIZON, won the Writer’s Digest Grand Prize for Self-Published fiction in 2016, and was named finalist in the Next Generation Indie Book Awards and the Indie Excellence Awards. The sequel, INFINITY, was released in June 2017. Tabitha also has short fiction published and soon-to-be published through World Weaver Press, Kristell Ink, and Sci-Fi Saturday Night.

Ideas for our books can come from just about anywhere, and sometimes even we can’t pinpoint exactly how or why. Did you have a specific origin point for your book?

I’ve always been a big sci-fi fan, so when I started writing fiction I knew it would be sci-fi, at least to start. When I’m in a creative, imaginative place, my mind generally goes straight to sci-fi! For me, this genre is also a place to consider serious, meaningful issues in a different context, slightly removed from the real world. 

With the Horizon series, I had two distinct parts of a story floating in my head. The first was the crash sequence at the start of book 1. It was more basic at the time of its inception – just a young man who crash-lands on a planet, and a young woman, in some kind of trouble, who saves his life. 

The second part was more complex. I was playing with the idea of what would happen if one segment of an already small, isolated population evolved differently, either naturally or by design, from the other. What if some had gifts that enabled them to imagine a different kind of future for themselves and their world? What if they were empathic and could sense each other’s emotions and thoughts? What if some of them could heal with their mind? How would the unchanged people feel about their neighbors? Then I thought, what if the young woman who saves the pilot is one of those gifted people? It created such an interesting premise I knew I had to find a way to make the whole thing into a story.

Once the original concept existed, how did you build a plot around it?

I was so excited when the two ideas I mentioned earlier coalesced that I just dove into writing. Pretty quickly, though, the concept grew beyond a standalone novel, and I knew that if I didn’t get my thoughts organized, I could really lose my way. I took a brief time-out from drafting and roughly outlined all three books. I knew, at the very least, where each book had to begin and end. The outline became the framework for each book, around which I filled in the details and let the creativity flow. 

Have you ever had the plot firmly in place, only to find it changing as the story moved from your mind to the paper?

That’s a great question, and the answer is yes and no! I’ve read several great blogs about the difference between “story” and “plot”, and although I know a good bit about writing craft, it wasn’t until I came upon the simplest definition of the two that something shifted in my process. Story is the “what” and plot is the “how." Many plotlines can tell the same story.

I’ve definitely made major changes to my manuscripts - from the outline to the first draft and from the first draft to the final edition. This used to feel very disconcerting to me, especially during developmental edits, when entire scenes would get tossed or reimagined. But when I embraced the idea that the plot could change in service to the story, I settled down a bit. I want the best telling of my story, and I’m willing to rework the plot until I get there. So, I’ve had ideas firmly in mind that changed as I wrote or edited, but my overall story concept remained intact and served as the driving force for the book.

Do story ideas come to you often, or is fresh material hard to come by?

It’s funny because the stumbling block that prevented me from writing fiction for years was this notion that I didn’t have any good ideas, or that even if I had the seed of an idea, I wouldn’t be able to turn it into a whole story. Once I started writing, both notions completely disappeared. It was like the dam burst! But what I really think happens is that being creative inspires more creativity. The activity of writing inspires more writing. 

How do you choose which story to write next, if you’ve got more than one percolating?

Right now I’m writing a series, so although I do have other ideas percolating, I’ve committed to finishing this project. In between writing the full-length novels, I’ll often write short stories. They create the same satisfying feeling of completing a story arc, but in a fraction of the time, and they give me a chance to explore other ideas. But when I know I’ve hit on an idea that wants to be a novel, I’ll take the time to outline it, and then I’ll save it and tell it to wait its turn!  

2016 was not an easy year. Do you draw any inspiration from the world around you, or do you use writing as pure escapism?

I recently read a quote attributed to Albert Camus that said, “The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself.” I have to say, that feels like an awful lot of pressure! My goal with writing is, first and foremost, to tell a good story. But I believe that most writers have a theme they tackle, or some issue they wrestle with, through their writing. With the Horizon series, I’m definitely exploring the idea of what it means to be a hero. What quality of character compels a person to risk their life for an ideal, or for a stranger? Who takes a stand? Who fights? Who turns a bling eye? I think these are questions for all ages, as relevant now as they ever were in human history. I’m inspired by today’s world to keep asking those questions. 



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Sneak Peek from Indigo Bay: Danielle Stewart’s Sweet Rendezvous

  Posted by Jean Oram in The Love Bug Blog, 20 June 2017 · 99 views

I’m so sad today, but excited too. Excited because I get to read Danielle Stewart’s latest release, Sweet Rendezvous, which is part of the Indigo Bay series which is a sweet small town world set along the Atlantic ocean. All those things you love most about my books are in this series. But I am a little sad today as this is the last awesome quick read novel to appear on my ereader as if by magic on a weekly basis. This is book 6 and the end of our Indigo Bay books–for now. We have lots more in the works. I can’t wait to share more news about this series in the coming months

(If you’ve missed any of the Indigo Bay books, scroll down as there’s more info on those below!)



Book 6: Sweet Rendezvous by Danielle Stewart


$2.99 → US UK CA AU


On her last tank of gas Elaine Mathews drives South. Spontaneity had never been her strength, but there was something about being publicly fired that had a way of changing things. An empty bank account, broken heart, and enough humiliation to last a life time was all Elaine could claim as her own. Her car choked to a stop in the quiet beach town of Indigo Bay and all she could do was sit on the curb and wait for the sun to set on her misery.

Davis Mills has a routine. Wake. Work. Eat. Sleep. Repeat. It hadn’t always been that way. He’d left indigo bay once and returned a broken man. Now he kept his dreams small and his schedule tight. If there was no room in his life for anything new then he’d never repeat his mistakes.

When fate has them, quite literally colliding Elaine and Davis are faced with an important question. Can you live a full life if you never take a risk? Or is life made up of every mistake, miracle and chance that comes with being in love?



(P.S. If you missed the first five Indigo Bay sweet romances, you can find them here: Book 1: Stacy Claflin’s Sweet Dreams, Book 2: Jean Oram’s Sweet Matchmaker and Book 3: Kay Correll’s Sweet Sunrise, Book 4: Jeanette Lewis’s Sweet Illusions, Book 5: Jennifer Peel’s Sweet Regrets. These books can be read out of order. Dive in anywhere!)




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Sneak Peek of Danielle’s Sweet Rendezvous


The passing street lights were reduced to blurry orbs, obscured by the tears in Elaine’s eyes. She wasn’t entirely sure when the sun had set. Without her noticing, day had been devoured by dusk. Dusk was now entirely consumed by the night’s pitch-black darkness. Her sleek black stilettoes were somewhere a mile or so behind her, kicked off when the blisters became unbearable. That pain was gone now. Numbness had taken over. She’d long since stopped feeling the jagged pinch of rocks against the soles of her feet. There was no longer any sensation as she stumbled step by step farther from all she was attempting to outrun.

Using the sleeve of her dusty fitted white button-up shirt, she cleared her eyes and tried to focus on the mirage-like scene coming into view. Elaine knew her legs would not carry her much longer. At least three miles back her car had sputtered to a stop, sucking the fumes of the last gallon of gas in the tank. Whatever salvation was up ahead, she’d have to allow it to swallow her up.

As she inched closer to civilization her heart was lulled by the rhythmic drumming of waves pummeling the sand over the dunes she passed. The street sign read Seaside Blvd., and something about being by the ocean calmed her. The salt in the air was so heavy she could taste it on her lips. It was the closest thing to food she’d had since the previous night. When buildings and lights finally folded in around her, she felt the drag of her feet grow more pronounced. The ability to lift them was fleeting as she settled in on a curb lit by the neon lights of a hardware store. It looked like it had been closed for hours. Everything on the street was still, eerily so, considering what every corner in New York City looked like this time of night.

Forward motion had been her only goal for the last fourteen hours. Move. Keep moving. Now that she’d finally stopped, the difficult task of taking inventory of the journey’s toll began. Her feet were stained black with dirt. The light behind her cast a shadow on the sidewalk, showing how frazzled and unkempt her normally sleek blonde hair had become. The gray pencil skirt she’d slid into early that morning was now covered in dirt and shimmied too far up her body to be comfortable.

“Ma’am?” A voice burst into her life like an intruder kicking down the door to her mind. “Ma’am are you all right?”

“Fine,” she answered out of habit. “I’m fine.” A lesson learned many years ago. Rule number one for a woman in a male-dominated business. If you were less than fine, there was some womanly reason why. If you were mad, you were hormonal. If you were hurt, you were too sensitive. “I’m fine,” she repeated, surprised by how raspy and tired her voice sounded.

“Did you have car trouble?” the figure looming over her asked, and finally she turned her eyes up and blinked until he was in focus. “My name is Davis. I can call a tow if you need it.”

“Yes,” she answered, nodding and patting her hair, fruitlessly trying to tame it. The man was like a giant, his broad shoulders fighting a war against his snug flannel shirt, looking like they were about to win. Sandy blond hair dipped across his forehead and nearly covered his eyes, until he wrangled it back with a flip of his hand.

“Do you need a tow?” he asked again, speaking slowly enough for her to realize he wasn’t sure she was sane. How could she blame him? She was a sight.

“No, the car is a few miles back. I’m leaving it there. I don’t need a tow.” She tried to shift her skirt over her scraped knees. She’d fallen somewhere along the way and banged them up.

“You’re leaving your car back there?” he asked, gesturing with his hand the way she’d come. “Is it just on the side of the road or something?”

“I don’t need it anymore. I live here now.” She shrugged, crossing her legs at the ankle, as though suddenly remembering she was a lady, and even when hitting rock bottom she should act like it.

“You live in Indigo Bay now?” he asked, arching one of his thick brows at her quizzically.

“Indigo Bay?” she asked, looking up and down the small street as though she were assessing the whole scene.

“Yes, that’s where you are. You said you live here now?” He was nervously wringing his hands, moving them like a load of laundry repeatedly tumbling in the dryer.

She laughed in a breathy way as though he were the one being ridiculous. “I live here now,” she said, patting the hard cement below her. “I live on this curb.”

“Oh,” he said, nodding as though he could officially deem her insane now. “I see. Well, it’s going to rain so you may want to rethink your new living arrangements. It doesn’t look like you have much shelter.”

“It’s not going to rain,” she said, looking up at the dark night sky. “It’s a perfectly nice night. I’ll be fine, thank you. Dave, was it?”

“Davis,” he corrected, unwavering in his concern. “And I’ve lived here my whole life. When the air smells like this, and the wind changes so quick, there’s rain coming.”

Elaine sniffed at the air and looked at him curiously. “Really? I don’t smell anything.”

“My bum shoulder starts aching too,” he said, jutting his chin out confidently. Her eyes narrowed as she scanned his face until he faltered into a smile. “Plus they just said it on the radio.” If his smile wasn’t so damn magnetic, she’d probably yell at him for being smug. He was interrupting a perfectly good mental breakdown here.

“I’ll be just fine. Thank you for stopping.” She folded her arms across her chest and pretended to be interested in the empty street. No matter what she wouldn’t look at him again. That would make it clear she wanted him gone.

“I can’t leave you here,” Davis apologized. “It’s late. You’re alone. Clearly you’ve had a rough day. I really don’t want to sit on that curb next to you in the rain, so maybe I can take you somewhere.”

“You say it like it’s some kind of law you have to help me,” she scoffed. “I lived in New York City. I can assure you that you are under no legal obligation to stop and help anyone. I once saw a guy texting while he crossed the street. He got hit by a cab and about six people stepped right over him and his broken leg without even noticing. So as much as I appreciate the charming southern guy act, I don’t need it.”

“There’s a lot to unpack there,” Davis said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. “But the only thing you should know is the curb that’s now your house, it’s in Indigo Bay. People here don’t step over anyone. It might not be law, but I can promise you there are about ten old ladies at the church that would beat me within in an inch of my life if they heard I left you out here. It would be a flurry of umbrellas and oversized handbags stuffed with hard candies. Do me a favor and save me that pain. I’ll give you a lift to the cottages. My buddy Dallas owns them. I can get him on the phone even at this late hour. I’m sure he can set you up with something. I think he’s close to full up, but he’s always got something he can work out.”

“I can’t afford that,” Elaine said, clearing her throat. Somehow that admission was harder for her than being seen in her disheveled state.

“Well there’s a motel at the back side of the property. Those rooms are cheaper. Like I said, I don’t know what they’ll have open.”

“I don’t have any money,” she explained. “I left without my wallet. I don’t have my credit cards, my driver’s license. Nothing.”

“You left in a hurry?” he asked, looking thoroughly concerned now. Any levity he’d been trying to interject was gone. “Are you in some kind of danger?” He looked up and down the street as though the threat might be imminent.

“No.” She laughed. “Nothing that exciting. I don’t want to talk about it. I just want to sit here and—” It suddenly dawned on her that she couldn’t finish that sentence. What exactly did she want to come next?

“Not much of a planner are you?” Davis asked, sitting down next to her with a loud huff. “So you live on this curb now, and that’s all you know.” A rumble of thunder boomed in the distance.

“You’re not leaving are you?” she asked, giving him a sideways look filled with annoyance. In truth she felt a little relieved to have some company.

“I’ll take you over to see Caroline. She’ll know how to sort this out. She owns a coffee shop down the way. It’s late, and they’re closed now. It’s past ten o’clock but she stays late.”

“It’s past ten at night?” Elaine asked, stunned by how long she’d been traveling. “It’s been a long day.”

“She’ll know what to do,” Davis promised as he stood and extended a hand for her to take. Lightning lit the sky behind him, and she felt the charge jolt her heart.

“You seem pretty sure about that,” Elaine sighed, getting reluctantly to her feet. “Maybe you didn’t get a good enough look at me. I have no shoes. Did you notice that?”

“I noticed everything,” Davis replied as they walked down the silent street with him just a half step ahead.

“What state am I in?” Elaine asked, suddenly realizing she’d lost track somewhere along the way.

“South Carolina,” Davis said tentatively. Clearly his level of concern for her stability continued to grow like snow piling up in a blizzard. “You really don’t know where you are?”

“I didn’t care where I ended up,” Elaine admitted, wincing as a rock caught the soft spot of her heel. “I only cared I wasn’t where I started this morning.”

“You need shoes,” he said, watching her try to dodge anything that might hurt her feet. “Hop on my back,” he said, gesturing for her to climb up.

“That’s ridiculous. I’m not getting a piggy back ride. I’m a grown woman.”

“You know who usually gets piggy back rides? Toddlers. And you know what you have in common with a toddler right now? A lot. You have no money. No shoes. You look overtired and cranky. Now get on.”

He was stopped in front of her, and she knew trying to get by would be pointless. Plus her feet were throbbing and scraped. Davis crouched down a few inches lower, and she hopped on. Her arms looped around his neck, and his hands slipped under her legs to hold her up. “If you say I’m heavier than I look, I’m going to hop down and make you regret it.”

“You’re like a feather,” he said, pretending to be serious. “I hardly know you’re here at all.”

“I’ll pretend you didn’t grunt when I first got on,” she said, resting her tired chin down on him.

“How exactly did you end up here?” he asked, as he moved effortlessly down the street, even with her weight on him.

“It’s not that complicated. Basically I got in the car with nothing but a little cash in my pocket. I drove south, stopping to fill the tank once with the money I had. Kept driving until the car ran out of gas and my money was gone. Then I walked until I couldn’t walk anymore.”

“Very uncomplicated,” Davis agreed sarcastically. “As clear as mud. The good news is the light is on at Sweet Caroline’s. She must still be there.” He let her down, and she missed their closeness the second her feet hit the pavement.

“I’m suddenly regretting getting off my curb,” Elaine admitted, hesitating at the door step to the café. She’d have to face another stranger during what could only be described as her rock bottom.

“Caroline doesn’t judge,” Davis offered, but Elaine knew better than that. Everyone judged. Everyone looked out for themselves. “I’m sure she can help.”

“I’m sure she can’t,” Elaine sighed as he pulled open the door. “I thought you said they were closed? Why is the door unlocked?”

“Before you get your mail forwarded to your new curb, you’re going to have quite a bit to learn about Indigo Bay.” Davis laughed. “This is not New York.”

Elaine looked around the quaint café and felt a wash of relief as she heard his words. “This is not New York,” she repeated. “Thank goodness for that.”



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MONDAY MUSINGS: The Power of Never Giving Up

  Posted by Amy Trueblood in Amy Trueblood's Blog, 19 June 2017 · 90 views

            When we are at our lowest as writers I think we often wonder if what we are doing has any meaning. If the words we put on the page will ever be read by anyone but us. If the worlds we create, the characters we craft, will matter to […]

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Does anyone feel as though they are directionless

Posted by lcjm1922 in Lavivian's Blog, 13 June 2017 · 92 views

I am 24 years old and yes there have been times in my life where I have felt so lost. This world offers so many different directions its hard to know which one to choose to go in. Since we have to choose a direction to go in all we can do is hope its the right one. Nobody wants to walk around feeling completely lost...Does anyone else feel this way?

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IWSG and Quitting

  Posted by Jemi in Just Jemi, 08 June 2017 · 92 views

(I am the worst!!! I had this post ready to go, but didn't press Publish... *sigh*)

The 
Insecure Writer's Support Group is the brainchild of Alex J. Cavanaugh. He, his clones, minions, friends, and fellow authors make it an amazing event every month.




Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!

And we’re revving up IWSG Day to make it more fun and interactive! Every month, we'll announce a question that members can answer in their IWSG Day post. These questions may prompt you to share advice, insight, a personal experience or story. Include your answer to the question in your IWSG post or let it inspire your post if you are struggling with something to say.

The IWSG question this month is:

Did you ever say “I quit”? If so, what happened to make you come back to writing?

I haven't said "I quit," but life has insisted I say, "I pause," at different times.

My life is a little beyond hectic. (I know we all say that!) A fellow teacher recently used me as an example of, "You might have some challenges in your life, but it doesn't mean you have to take it out on people around you. Look at Mrs. Fraser. If you knew the things she was juggling in her life, you'd expect her to be mean, miserable and constantly cranky, but you'd never guess that, would you?"

Still not sure how I feel about the whole description, but my life is incredibly busy. Finding time to write is challenging enough. Finding the appropriate energy to apply to writing, revising, & editing is even harder. Exhaustion and sleep deprivation have reared their ugly heads on occasion and I've had no choice but to slow down on everything but the necessities.

And that all sounds incredibly self-pitying. It's not meant that way. Truly. I love my life - every crazy bit of it.

It's just an example to show that while I may appear to the slowest writer on the planet, it's actually not completely true. I'm growing and learning and still writing. And, no, I don't think I'll ever say, "I quit." Writing is too much fun!

How about you? How crazy-busy is your life? Any other slow-but-growing writers out there?

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Goodreads Giveaway for The MirrorMasters

  Posted by Lora Palmer in Lora Palmer's Blog, 14 May 2017 · 86 views



It's here! The print version of The MirrorMasters is here, and you can now get it through Barnes and Noble and Amazon! So, to celebrate, I'm giving away a signed copy of the paperback on GoodReads. To enter between May 15th and May 23, 2017,  just click on the widget below. Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favor!

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Writing Groups: Irwell Writers

Posted by Terence Park in T.P. Archie's Blog, 03 May 2017 · 96 views

Part way through a writing group session (Irwell Writers: meet every Tuesday 10 am till noon at The Mosses, Bury) and we were reading from our works. Theme: fairy stories.
My offering: The Faerie Tree, was cheekily taken from a work begun in 2013 (and never completed). In principle we are supposed to write to the theme, in the week, it's like homework you see, to suit the retired teachers in the group. gosh!:

I'm a disruptive influence and I rarely write 'to theme'. Fancy a villanelle? How about pontoon? or is it pantoum? I gave up doggerel many years back; who wants a spreadsheet given form bloating their back-catalogue? Anyway at least we weren't aping poetic formulae. Formulaic nonsense.
Back to fairy stories. I normally do realistic SF; the kind of stuff that JG Ballard and John Wyndham used to do, however I've read my fair share of fantasy ranging from Lord Dunsany, Lovecraft, William Hope Hodgson and Robert Howard through to Tolkien, Avram Davidson, Andre Norton, CJ Cherryh and many, many others... plus of course folk tales; esp. Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Andersen, and let's not overlook CS Lewis's Narnia. The Tolkien effect resulted in many twee imitations. Aristotle's Poetics dwells on imitation but his point was aping real life, not a novel, but that's the publishing world for you.
Consider the above a peek into where The Faerie Tree is coming from.
Back to The Faerie Tree...this Tuesday (01/05/17) I had a couple of sketches from 2013. They point to a slightly more mature approach (no cuss words, no explicit action) but plenty of hints. Of course what I had wasn't enough so to give it a little pizzazz, I added a further couple of hundred words. As the time approached for me to read my piece, I realised, to my horror, my latest addition "the pizzazz" was mislaid.
The full piece will come to... probably 5,000 words.

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Announcing THE STAR SHEPHERD – an illustrated MG Fantasy

  Posted by MarcyKate in MarcyKate's Blog, 29 April 2017 · 58 views

I’m so thrilled to share the wonderful news that I’m co-authoring THE STAR SHEPHERD with the incredibly talented author/illustrator Dan Haring! THE STAR SHEPHERD is a heavily illustrated middle grade novel and such a wonderful, special story. I’m so excited that this book will be published and that our agents had the brilliant idea that […]

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26 Books

Posted by lbarry in Ideas and Incunabulae, 27 April 2017 · 64 views

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26 Books is a conceptual publishing collective. It is "collective" in the sense that there is a group of self-publishers of artist books, that make their work into a collectible set of 26 books.

A complete set of 26 books will span the colors of the light spectrum, from red to violet, book-ended by black and white [Titles beginning with A are red, to Z (violet), black and white are wildcards]. All books must be at least 100 pages, so as to produce a spine approximately 1 inch to clearly display the color and title. People can collect a complete set of 26, drawn from a library of contributing works organized alphabetically. Some of the books would be blank, and people would fill them with content as unique singular artist books.

You don't necessarily have to finish a book, you can simply choose a color and title it accordingly, and briefly describe what the book is about.

You can register it here, then write it later. It is your custom "Moleskine" book. (All topics are moderated and approved by 26 Books. "Tasteful" adult books will be accepted, such as nude art photography.)

N.B.: 26 Books is Not a Publisher. It is a group-concept of artist books, produced and published by you. It may decide to become a publisher at some point in the future. You retain all rights in your work.

If you decide to self-publish your work to print, contact us for formatting specifications. Currently Lulu.com is the preferred vendor.

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My Blog Is Relocated!

  Posted by Joe Stephens in My Train of Thought, 08 April 2017 · 119 views

Followers of my blog can find it at this new address: https://www.joestephenswrites.com/blog.

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Quality Monitoring Technology of Laser Welding

Posted by laserman123 in laserman123's Blog, 27 March 2017 · 110 views
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Quality Monitoring Technology of Laser Welding
For 1mw laser pointer welding of diamond saw blade, the need for appearance, microstructure and welding strength and other parameters of the test. The appearance of the main detection of the existence of welding macroscopical defects such as hole cracks, undercuts and not penetration, etc., usually need to be 100% of the detection, significant organizational detection of the main parts of the chemical parts of the inspection, significant changes in the structure and phase structure, The results show that the fine chemical composition of the molten zone has a gradient diffusion, and the transition layer hardness is lower than that of the matrix, which is higher than that of the tip. The welding strength test mainly tests the tensile strength, bending strength, impact toughness and residual stress of the weldment. It is usually necessary to carry out 100% welding strength test, and the residual stress and distribution after welding seriously affect the service life of the diamond saw blade.

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At present, laser welding diamond saw blade process there are still some problems, we need to conduct further research, to carry out special laser welding diamond saw carcass or transition layer material formula research, to carry out new ultra-fine or nano-pre-alloy powder research, The research on the mechanism of laser welding of diamond saw blades, especially the research of temperature field, flow field, mass field and stress field of 5mw green laser welding diamond saw blade and the on-line quality monitoring technology of laser welding diamond saw blade process are carried out. In fact, only a comprehensive understanding of the mechanism of laser welding diamond saw blade, it may be developed accordingly the new online quality monitoring technology; only master the theory of pre-alloy powder, it is possible to develop a new ultra-fine or nano-alloy powder and Better use of new ultra-fine or nano-pre-alloy powder to develop a dedicated diamond saw blade.

In accordance with the current theory of physics, the fastest speed of non-speed must go. Although the human in many areas to the development of the speed of light level, but has not yet applied to the semiconductor case. This technology requires not only a smaller 3D transistor, but its working principle is not dependent on the power to achieve, but the laser, it relies on ultra-fast laser pulse to move the electron. Scientists use gallium selenide crystals as their semiconductors and impinge on red laser pointer pulses at femtosecond speeds, and for "lightwave" electronic devices, the charge carriers move too fast and they no longer collide with each other, not only to increase the speed, And more energy efficient.

The promotion of the concept of lightweight automotive industry is growing. Lightweight, is to ensure the strength and safety of the premise of the car, as far as possible to reduce the quality of car preparation, reduce fuel consumption, reduce pollution, a concept and method. Due to the increasing importance of fiber lasers in highly automated, highly flexible production systems, the laser solution covers all applications in the automotive industry. We first look at the following in the General Motors as the representative of the US auto industry, aluminum body manufacturing laser welding applications introduced.

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March PBParty Submission Day

  Posted by Michelle4Laughs in Michelle4Laughs: It's in the Details, 25 March 2017 · 94 views

CLOSED! 





The agent round will be April 5th - 7th. See the list of agents here

Please be a follower of this blog. You can click the "Join this Site" button in the left sidebar. Or if that is stubborn and won't work, you can subscribe to my newsletter or follow @Michelle4Laughs on twitter. I imagine I will be tweeting hints as well as partying!

You may send two entries for different manuscripts in separate emails. That's two and only two, whether you have multiple pen names or multiple email addresses. Please be honest and not send more. Only one entry will be chosen per person. If you send two, still only one will be picked. Any attempt to cheat will result in entries thrown out (and sadly it has happened in the past.) 

On March 26 at noon Eastern the submission window opens. Do not send early or your entry will be deleted. You may resend at the correct time if this happens. I'm recycling an email address as I already have too many. Please send your entry to SunversusSnow at yahoo dot com

You should receive a confirmation email. If you do not, please contact me on twitter before resending.We want to get a good count of entries and duplicates make that harder. The window will stay open until we get 250 entries. However long that takes. It could be minutes or it could be days, but I'm betting there will be plenty of time this round.

This contest is only for finished and polished manuscripts. It has to be ready to go out to agents.

The Format:

Subject Line of your Email: PBParty: Title

Example:  PBParty: Hot Tub Santa

Inside the email please bold where bolded in my example. Single space with spaces between paragraphs. Use Times New Roman or equivalent font and the size should be 12. 

(Here's a trick to keep your paragraph spacing: copy and paste your entry into your email and then put in the line spaces. They seem to get lost when you copy and paste. It may look right but sending scrambles the spacing.)

Name: Sharon Chriscoe
Twitter Handle: @extracleansanta (optional)
Title: HOT TUB SANTA
Genre: (Here please tell us what type of picture book this is) Example: Board Book, Bedtime Rhyme, Nonfiction, Biography, etc. or List Chapter Book If this is OWNVOICES, please say so here!
Word Count: xxx (round to nearest ten, hundred for chapter books)

Query:

Your entire query letter here. Include your comps, bio, greeting, closing. Please be sure to note diversity and ownvoices in the query as well. (You may use whatever you want for a greeting. Dear Agent. Dear Michelle and Sharon.) 

Here is your chance to make your entry shine and make the agent fall in love with your words. 

First 50 Words:

Include your first 50 words for a picture book, 100 words for chapter books. Do not stop in the middle of a sentence. You may go over by one or two words to finish a sentence but not more than five. Single space and put spaces in between paragraphs. You may center or tab if appropriate.

Edit: For short picture books, less than 50 words may be submitted. Any count under 50 is allowed.

Also I will delete parts of entries after the contest ends, if requested. For those writers uncomfortable with their work being out there for all to see.  


Bonus: You may attach one illustration to your email to show an example of your artwork. If you don't have artwork, don't worry. 

Messed up formatting won't hurt you, but forgetting to include some part of the entry will. Double check before sending.



Now for the twitter party fun! Visit daily under the hashtag #PBParty to meet and greet and scout out slush hints.


Sunday, March 26        Tell us what genre you write and when you entered. Then share your muse. What gives you inspiration to write?

Monday, March 27th     Do you listen to music when your write? Have word count goals? Set aside BIC time (behiney in chair)? Share your daily writing routine.

Tuesday, March 28th     How do you handle writer's block? How many drafts do you write before finished?

Wednesday, March 29th  Animal, vegetable, mineral. Tell us if your MC is human or something else.

Thursday, March 30th     What picture/chapter book gives you the warm fuzzies? And shout out some books with diversity to spread the word on them!

Friday, March 31st       What picture book character would you like for a best friend? What picture book do you remember fondly from your childhood?

Saturday, April 1st       What's your best advice to get through querying? What keeps you sane?

Sunday, April 2nd         Look for CP partners and make more friends. What are your favorite writing craft books?


Sharon and I are not sure when the picks will be announced, but it should be around Friday. We are so excited for the fun to start. As you've probably noticed we have a great group of agents and editors.

Good luck everyone!  

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Habitually Almost Quitting

Posted by Brian in Montana in BrainBlog, 16 January 2017 · 133 views

Lots of smokers could probably be described as habitual almost quitters. I could say that about myself when it comes to writing. I don't have the same frustrations a lot of people do. I'm not trying to make a living at this (haven't quit my day job yet, although some day I hope to), so I don't worry too much about rejections and the sort. What makes me "almost" quit on a habitual basis are the people closest to me. I enjoy 3-day weekends, so generally my habit is to get up early - Friday through Sunday, go into the big walk-in closet with my laptop, and start working on whatever it is I've been writting, an article or a story or whatever. I find that what often happens is, I'm really starting to hit my stride when my three kids start crawling out of their beds. They're good, polite, intelligent little farts, but the first thing they want to do is come into the closet and sit and talk to me while I'm writing. I have a one-track mind and need to have quiet when I'm writing. So, I sit there and hope that my wife will get up and get them some breakfast started or something - that never happens. Then another kid comes in, then another, then its very crowded in the walk-in closet and they all start talking to each other as well as me. At that point it, I'm starting to snap at my kids, who really haven't done anything wrong, they're just being kids. Then it becomes clear my wife isn't getting up any time soon, so I shut down what I'm working on and go make them breakfast.

And I'm mad, and frustrated, and feel guilty for barking at my kids, and then I just want to throw up my hands and quit writing. I need to get up at 0400 in order to actually get anything significant done, and like most other red-blooded Americans, I'm generally too tired for that. I usually get up before 6:00, but that hardly cuts it a lot of weekends.

I'm not going to quite. This is part of who I am and I've had a little success at it, so I know better than to actually say I'm going to quit. It's just that being a writter and an introverted loner in a family of five comes with some minefields. I guess that's the point. Life is complicated and it can be hard to carve out time for our interests. "We" meaning "me" of course. If you don't seem to struggle with this, you have my envy. But I'd be lying if I said I would trade my family for anything. I wouldn't. It's just the juggling act can be tiring.

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Knowing When To Move On

Posted by JordanTheNinja in JordanTheNinja's Blog, 07 January 2017 · 144 views

There comes a time in life when you have to realize whether you’re made to be something or not. I would not do well as a mathematician, because math is not my best subject. I would not thrive as an artist, because my artistic skills range between stick figures and terrible squares. Where I do feel is my passion—my heart and soul, my entire being—is writing.

Perhaps it’s me finally channeling my younger self when I come to terms with what I want to do in life—including how I plan on getting there—but I’ve come to realize this: I’m tired of sitting and waiting for something to happen, tired of trying to figure out if I was doing something wrong, whether I was really cut out for this area, my area of writing.

I’m tired of waiting. I want this thing bad enough to where I’m willing to get my work out there in the most quality, authentic way possible, which is why, in about a week and a half, my first YA Fantasy novel—the same one whose query I’ve been work-shopping on here—is going to be released via Amazon (and many other areas) in both paperback and Kindle format.

I’m not saying that pursuing traditional publishing is just waiting, because I know that that’s how traditional publishing works. But I’m just tired of waiting. I want to get my work out there, and promote it, and I want people to read it and enjoy it, like I enjoyed writing it.

I can’t thank you guys enough for the constant feedback and help you’ve given me. I might not be on here as often because I’ll be busy with writing, promoting, school, etc. I just wanted to get on here and make this statement. I love you all, and I wish you the best in your lives and writing endeavors.

Until I post again,

Jordan The Ninja

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Roter Laserpointer kaufen shop

Posted by assiduous in Sehr Starker laserpointer, 06 January 2017 · 144 views
Laserpointer, Laserpointer kaufen and 2 more...


5 in 1 Leistungsstarke grun Laser Pointer mit 5 Sterne Caps, vier Kappen können vier Arten von Mustern und die fünfte eine Schutzkappe zu schaffen.
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2. Rollen der Parttern, um den Laser-pointer zu ändern
3. Fünf Arten der parttern Köpfe, die erstaunliche Laser-pointer erzeugen
4. Dynamischer flüssiger Himmel, belebte bewegte Sterne
5. Deutlich sichtbar im Sonnenschein und in der Dunkelheit, zeigen Sternenlicht Spezialeffekte über 8000 Metern
6. Siegelkopfentwurf verhindert Stäube vom Eintreten

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7. Einfach zu bedienen, müssen nur die Taste drücken, dann können Sie sehen markante grüne Sterne Licht
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Laserklasse 3b Spezifikation:
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Gewicht: 16g
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Cowboy Sanctuary - Kindle Scout Winner

Posted by Michelle Hughes in Michelle Hughes' Blog, 26 December 2016 · 182 views
Kindle Scout, Publishing and 1 more...

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What a great early Christmas present! My newest book, Cowboy Sanctuary, was chosen for a publishing contract with Kindle Scout! Thank you so much to every single person who voted for this book in the campaign!!! You'll be receiving this book for free when it's polished by the Kindle Press Team! I'm looking forward to working with their editors, promoters, and team and hope you're ready to share this journey with me! I was awarded a $1500 advance as well.

If you'd like to keep up with this journey and learn more about my book, please visit www.authormichellehughes.com a website dedicated to Cowboy Sanctuary! Thank you all so much and I look forward to sharing this experience as I discover what happens next! To find out more about the Kindle Scout Program, please visit here: https://kindlescout.amazon.com/


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Once Upon a Typewriter

Posted by thebookworm in thebookworm's Blog, 15 August 2016 · 251 views
Preface, typewriter, preteen

Once Upon a Typewriter

Once Upon a Typewriter:


It was a lovely sunny day, on a quiet street tucked away from the world, where Delilah came across a shed, abandoned by time. She cautiously approached the shed and was surprised to find all of the trinkets and treasures before her eyes.

Page 1 (with illustrations)


As soon as Delilah placed her hand on the dusty old typewriter, she knew she had to have it. “Was it stealing?” she thought to herself or was it hers to keep? Delilah decided to that she couldn’t possibly part with her new found treasure. After exploring the run down structure for some other forgotten treasure, she headed home, typewriter in tow.

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Delilah darted through the living room, up the stairs to her room, slamming the door with excitement. She gently placed the typewriter on her desk, clearing space for the new toy. Some of the keys on the typewriter had faded over time, so Delilah would have to do some research on how to properly clean and repair this new gadget.

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As soon as the new typewriter was polished and good as new, Delilah was finally ready to write her very first story. Sitting quietly at her desk, gazing out the window of their old farmhouse, Delilah could see a shadow cast by the full moon that gently touched the trees, yet appeared to be a castle, it was such a lovely illusion. Snapping to it, Delilah knew the topic of the new book!

Page 4 (with illustrations)


“I know!” Delilah gleefully gasped as her fingers started to dance over the keys, as if the story was flowing out of her, with an unstoppable driving force. Starting on page 4, she was so enveloped in her writing that Delilah failed to notice her surroundings changing. She could not believe her eyes when she finally realized what happened. Delilah was IN her story!!

Page 5 (with illustrations)


“What is going on?” Delilah quietly thought to herself, “This MUST be a dream”, panic set in and she felt lost. “Ok, pull yourself together” she shouted to herself. This was all so real. Delilah slumped down on a rock, overlooking a beautiful valley full of flowers, just like in her story. It was just as Delilah had imagined it would be.

Page 6 (with illustrations)


After the initial shock of what just happened passed over her, like a fog lifting. Delilah had a plan but first she would need to find the typewriter that was responsible for this phenomenon. Walking through the tall grass over-shadowed by a massive castle that seemed to reach up past the clouds, Delilah could see something glistening in the warm summer sun, could it be? Was it the typewriter? Running through the field, Delilah eventually came upon the typewriter and typed herself home.

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Book 1 of many!



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Internet Fixed

Posted by LWFlouisa in LWFlouisa's Blog, 26 July 2016 · 299 views

So now I can do research full time now. Sometimes the Internet is still a little slow.

Just finished Hemato Tomato: Bloodlust. Not sure how I feel about the finished product. I still feel like the story is only half way told, so I may end up writing 10,000 more words on this.

This was my first experiment in Historical Futurism, where historical characters play a role in science fiction setting with plots that cross over between science fiction, fantasy, horror, and romance in a very that makes you feel really strange.

It's like suddenly meeting Charlotte Corday at your local Star-bucks without any implication for time travel, and the reader is just suppose to take the plausibility of the romance for granted. They are stalked by magic wielding robot police, and the you have a grand ole adventure.

A bit of an exaggeration, but you get the idea.

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Just playin' with preview.

  Posted by Rick Pieters in Room to Wonder, 22 June 2016 · 323 views



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