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Live and Learn: Reflections on My Year in Publishing
by Beth Kery ♦ on Dec 30th, 2008 ♦ 3 Comments »

Happy New Year!

It’s that time of year again; time for reflection, time for acknowledging our accomplishments and perhaps admitting we didn’t do quite all we wanted to do in 2008. But that’s okay, because there’s always next year…fresh, untouched and mysterious.

2009.

But before we can plunge into that virgin territory, it’s only right to look back. Life is about learning, after all, and how else do we learn but from experience?

2008 represented a major learning curve for me in regard to my publishing career. It was a year for finding my stride, experimenting a bit with what I’m capable of and what not. I found out what it was like to release my first New York published book. How was it different than releasing an e-book? One of the differences was that it exposed me to a whole different set of advertising opportunities, reader networks and people in general. There is a lot of overlap between readers of e-books and print books, but the traditional print market also has some readers, bloggers, book store owners, book clubs, etc. that I’ve never ran into before in the e-market. It’s been really rewarding to meet so many interesting, kind, knowledgeable, and involved people.

For the first time in 2008, I had deadlines. I experienced what it was like to work on a book when the contract was already signed, versus writing a book with the aim of selling the finished product. I wrote three books, several proposals and might just squeeze in a short before the end of the year. I’ve written more in the past, but I have to forgive myself, because there were so many other things I had to learn in regard to promotion and marketing. In 2008, I felt the thrill of being told that my NY publishing debut, WICKED BURN had made both the Borders and Barnes and Nobles bestseller lists. It was twice as wonderful, because as a new author, I had no expectations in regard to lists. I guess I was lucky, because my ignorance kept me from worrying about it one way or another.

I met and became closer to so many wonderful fellow authors—other souls finding their way down this exhilarating, often murky path of publishing. I was inspired by their stories (see my blog, So You Want to be a Writer?) I met new readers and writers on my chat loop, Total Exposure, and I grew closer to several people who have been around for a few years now. I learned that virtual friendships can be just as rewarding and wonderful as in the flesh friendships.

I also learned that I’ve handled stress better in my life. I’ve always considered myself a relatively easy-going person, so there were a few times during the weeks before WICKED BURN released when I didn’t recognize myself as I fretted about whether I was doing things ‘right’ as far as promotion…whether I’d done enough. I learned a ton, but I could have done without some of the self-imposed anxiety.

Oh well…live and learn.

Did you live as fully as you wanted this year? What lessons will you take with into that lovely untouched territory of 2009?

The Winner of a Cultured Pearl Necklace is:
by Beth Kery ♦ on Dec 20th, 2008 ♦ 4 Comments »

Mary Ricksen. Congratulations, Mary!

So many of you gave rich responses that I really appreciated. Thanks for teaching me several things about pearls, as well.

The Elegant, Always Sexy Pearl: Comment to Qualify to Win a Pearl Necklace
by Beth Kery ♦ on Dec 13th, 2008 ♦ 55 Comments »

Several people have commented about the scorching ‘pearl scene’ in WICKED BURN, so I thought it’d be fun to do an article on pearls. Famous women used to always wear pearls (Jackie Kennedy, Grace Kelly and Audrey Hepburn come to mind) but pearls seem to have fallen out of fashion with the younger crowd. It’s a shame, because pearls confer a sense of glowing, elegant timelessness that no amount of glittering metal and diamonds can equal.

Choosing a Pearl

At this time of year, people often find themselves in the position of choosing jewelry as gifts, and pearls are a common item offered. But without becoming a pearl expert (which I am so not) how do you go about making the best choice for your dollar if, for instance, you’re merely buying a relatively inexpensive strand from a department store or from an online store like Overstock.com?

Perhaps the first classification to be considered is that of cultivated vs. natural. A cultured pearl is made exactly like a natural pearl, the only difference being that man puts the irritant inside the mussel or oyster for a cultured pearl and harvests them on a ‘farm.’

A second classification of pearls involves ‘freshwater’ vs. ‘saltwater.’ The distinguishing characteristic here, which effects rarity and eventual ticket price in regard to cultured pearls, is that freshwater mussels can be cultivated to create fifteen or twenty pearls, while a saltwater oyster can usually only produce one pearl. In addition, an oyster takes longer than a mussel to cultivate a pearl. The result of this is that there are far more freshwater and cultivated pearls on the market, so they are often a good price.

Another way a pearl can be classified is ‘whole’ or ‘half.’ A whole pearl is more valued and costly than the partial variety. You might see half pearls referred to as blister or mabe pearls.

A pearl’s luster—the brilliancy and ‘soul’ of the pearl—is a foremost criteria for a pearl’s value rating as well as subjective beauty. The luster refers to the way the light hits the gem…whether it appears brilliant or dull. Keep in mind, that in examining a pearl many people focus on shape or imperfections in the pearl, and discount it for flaws, while ignoring a pearl’s perhaps brilliant luster. Finding a perfectly shaped pearl is important for many, but don’t discount the beauty of a lustrous gem. Another thing to consider is color. The ‘black’ pearl is often associated with the Tahitian pearl, although you might also find black pearls in someplace more common—like a mussel from the Mississippi river. Pearls come in everything from white, cream, pink and black. An inexpensive strand might not feature perfectly shaped gems, but perhaps the luster or color are what might appeal for a change of pace in a fashion accessory.

A popular, sought after pearl is the Akoya pearl, which is a saltwater pearl often cultured in China and Japan. They are known for the roundness and brilliant luster…and their higher pricetags. South Sea pearls are often larger than an Akoya, but usually don’t possess the famous luster.

The Sensuality of Pearls

One of my favorite things to do while I was in Hawaii recently, where cultured pearls abound, was to delve my hand into the thick strands of pearls hanging out at market. There’s something very sensory—and yes, sexy—about pearls: the weight and smoothness of them in the hand, the way they catch the light, the sound of the beads clicking softly against one another. Pearls are an elegant gem and because of the wide variety, an approachable choice as far as price.

“Now you’re going to have to pay the price.”
Sexy Pearl Snippet from WICKED BURN

“I want you so much, Vic” she whispered, staring up at him with a wide-eyed expression that conveyed both innocent awe and pure carnal lust at once.

He’d never forget the way Niall looked at that moment.

“Good, because you’re going to get me, baby,” he assured her grimly while he fumbled in his pocket for his keys. His erection made his pants way too constraining for comfortable movement.

He pulled her hastily through the opened door only to push her against the other side of it once it was closed. He spread his thighs and bent his knees, his mouth fastening on her neck and feasting on her fragrant skin before she’d even fully regained her balance. She moaned, the sound vibrating into his pressing lips and somehow even sending a buzz to his throbbing cock. He tasted her skin with the tip of his tongue, dancing it across the dewy surface thirstily. When he encountered her pearls he rolled them between his lips, liking the feeling of their smooth, hard surface.

“Vic, what are you doing?” she murmured a few seconds later.

“Taking off your pearls.”

“I can see that,” she murmured bemusedly. “Why?”

“I warned you that you drove me nuts when you wore these things,” he said as he held up the now unclasped necklace in his hand. “Now you’re going to have to pay the price.”

Find WICKED BURN at Amazon or at your local bookstore.

COMMENT to qualify to win a cultured pearl necklace on December 20!

Do You Believe in the Magic of Romance? Comment and Win a Copy of Wicked Burn
by Beth Kery ♦ on Dec 9th, 2008 ♦ 45 Comments »

Does true romance really exist? Or is it just the stuff and nonsense of romance novels?

I do believe in romance, or I wouldn’t write romance novels. Having said that, I have to admit there are a few qualifications that go along with that attestation. A romance is a story where people connect in a way that’s beyond that of the common-place and casual. I think we dream about making that profound connection with another person. It brings us out of ourselves; let’s us see the world in a whole new way. It seems to me that’s what readers want in a romance—to vicariously experience that moment of intense connection, to feel alive, to see oneself as unique and beautiful through the eyes of another.

But is romance escapism? Wouldn’t it be better to see the world for what it is—a place where war and famine exists, where people daily take advantage, lie and steal from one another? As a child, we slowly learn the lesson that ‘life isn’t fair.’ What’s more, life can be ugly, cold and harsh. By the time we’re adults, we’re wary about being seen as a pushover…someone who’s foolish enough to believe in dreams. We know from firsthand experience that if a political candidate should mention the word ‘dream’ in their speech, they’ll be attacked by their hard-nosed opponent as being weak or unsubstantial.

But it’s mainly because life can be harsh (or routine and boring) that the romance novel has its appeal. Almost everyone knows the thrill of going to a movie theatre and escaping for a few hours to a place of excitement, romance and adventure.

Of course, there’s always the risk that a person mistakes the ‘escape’ for ‘reality.’ This is one of the main criticisms about the romance novel. Sure, most of us recognize the fantasy elements…but what about the person who actually expects a knight in shining armor or an alpha (or two) with smoking pistols in their pocket to come strutting through their bedroom door?

What if she’s unable to see the cute, hopeful guy who’s into her big-time because she’s waiting for some amalgamation of every romance hero she’s ever read?

For me, this isn’t much of an argument against romance novels. It does happen, and it’s unfortunate. But I can’t help but notice that people watch Clint Eastwood, Angelina Jolie or Harrison Ford incessantly, and rarely do they become convinced they’re a bad-ass who is going to save the world. That’s because the action-adventure hero is as much a fantasy as the romantic hero (and of course, these two roles blend together nicely.) It’s a ‘type,’ a myth that we as human beings recognize as easily as the warrior-hero or the brave, beautiful princess.

So back to my original question, “Does romance really exist?” I know that it does—just like other virtues, such as heroism, courage and altruism really exist. It’s an ideal, one that we should strive for in our relationships; not just passively wait for like a princess in a tower.

Romance is also a feeling. Sure, it’s something that happens between two people, but it’s also a person’s actions or a place that evokes a feeling of heightened awareness of oneself…the infinite possibilities of life. There’s a certain glamour to romance…a sense of something higher. It doesn’t have to be huge to be romantic. I have a scene in my upcoming Berkley time travel called DARING TIME where the early twentieth century heroine dances by herself, imagining being in her lover’s arms. It’s set in a lovely old ballroom and her satin, ermine-bordered dress swishes along the polished wood floor. That’s romance to me.

Romance lives. Sometimes it might even look and feel like a romance-novel-romance. Oftentimes, it’s as diverse, quirky, or quiet as the people who are romancing. Bolder, idealized romances in novels don’t take away from the beauty of that. Everyone has the ability to be the hero and heroine of their own life, to inject the dream into everyday existence…even if it is in some small, personal way.

So what do you think? Does romance exist in your life?

If it doesn’t…could it?