Will you make this the year you…

finish that manuscript?

The last name and the website address may have changed, but the foundation of how to go about writing your first manuscript has not.

Mark your calendars to join me, Dana Ellington at my 7th Annual Writer’s Workshop held at the Blair-Caldwell African-American Research Library, 2401 Welton Street, Denver, CO.

This year, I’m presenting an updated version of last year’s popular: How to Write and Publish a Novel in 6 Months!

I’ll share the tips, tricks, and tools you’ll need to write, edit, and publish a full length novel by the end of this year. You’ll also hear from a past attendee who successfully followed the program and published her first novel!

This 90-minute session is great for writers 16 years old and up and can be applied to any genre, of writing, fiction or non.

So, if you want to finally get that novel from blank page to published, join me and my guest author, Monday, May 1, 2017 – 6:00 PM to 7:30 PM.

Hi Humans,

It’s Me, God (Akal Purakh, Allah,  Elohim, Goddess,  Ja, Jehova, Kaivalya, Krishna, Love, Olodumare, Om, Yahweh, Zeus, and whatever else y’all are calling Me these days. Thank you Wikipedia).

I wanted to stop in to ask you a question. Nothing fancy, this won’t be on a test or anything. Your answer won’t send you to Hell, I promise. There is some thing you do that perplexes Me, and that’s saying a lot considering I’m all knowing and what not. And you’d think I would know the why, but even in My infinite wisdom, there are still things when it comes to humans I just don’t get, so if you’ve got a minute, indulge Me. Please.

Oh, and another side note.  I didn’t authorize any biographies so those books you’re toting around claiming to be “MY Word”, yeah…not so much.  You see, I don’t talk to humans in a straight forward, “here, let me repeat that so you can write it down” kind of  way. I prefer a more free flowing type of prose so I speak in the world as it appears naturally around you. In the grass you see growing, the water as it rises and falls. Animal calls and the circle of life; evolutionary changes and such. I chat through all things in their natural state. Through life – birth, growth, aging; and Death – transition. So, you may want to put those books down, come out of those mega expensive, monster, concrete and glass caves you’ve built supposedly to worship Me in and spend more time OUTSIDE, WITH ME and listen.

But now, back to why I’m here today. What’s with all the hate and using your belief in Me to justify it? You do realize all this fear of the other, of different thoughts, beliefs, and such has NOTHING to do with Me.  That’s all you.  Humans came up with that and it is Humans who continue to practice it. I couldn’t care less because if you recall, I’m EVERYTHING. It’s all ME. How much sense would it make for Me to hate certain parts of Myself to the point that I want to harm, punish, or even kill them? Sure, you humans do that kind of thing all the time. But that’s you. Not ME. Own your bullshit and stop justifying it based on those books I was telling you about that I didn’t authorize nor contribute to. If it occurs in nature, then it’s all right with ME.

So seriously, what gives?

Sincerely and with THE LOVE,

God

This came to me while in that state between fully awake and asleep. I’m not claiming it to be a direct conversation, just some words as I heard them. All of my writing comes from voices in my head. Divine? Who’s to say.

Enjoy you day.

Love, Dana

Nowata Press (that’s me)

Along with the closeout book sale, I’ll be hosting the following:

FREE coaching session on how to write and publish a novel in six months or less. You’ll not only hear from me, but you’ll be able to speak with a client from last year’s workshop who successfully published her first novel!  If you know of any writers who want to start AND finish their first manuscript, be sure to encourage them to attend.  The workshop will be held Monday, May 1st from 6 to 7:30 PM, Blair-Caldwell African-American Research Library. Attendance is free and suitable for writers of any genre, ages 16 and up.  Click here for more info.

Independent Author Book Expo at the Blair-Caldwell African-American Research Library, April 29th, from 2pm to 5pm.  Each author will have half of a 6′ table to display, sell, and sign their books (limited two titles).  Registration is $25 and will go toward providing bags and refreshments for attendees. Authors, If you’re interested, click here to register.

Questions / concerns? Leave a comment below or email me at: nowatapress@gmail.com.

Thanks!

Dana

 

Returning to the Source.

For awhile there I’d lost the words. Or rather, I’d stepped out of the flow of my life. I was sat on the shore, observing the words (my purpose). Watching as people twisted existence with their power – words have power you know. GREAT POWER.  Seemed that there was no way to combat this rising evil.

So, I took my leave.

The banks, the shore line – it’s pretty. But bland at the same time. There’s no energy for me on the shore save for that which keeps my heart beating. Slow. Steady.  See – no excitement. No…living, just life.

I want to return to living what time I have left in this existence.

So I’ve stepped back into the flow. Into the sea of words and their POWER. I’m about waist deep, rebuilding my trust that I will find the right path through the rhetoric of evil that has polluted this once sacred ocean.

My heart is racing a bit faster. The excitement, the whisper of those other voices. I’m coming home at last.

To that end, I must clean house so to speak.  Release the already visited words back into the wild. Would you care to give them a good home?

Once I am fully back into the flow, these words, as they are housed will no longer be available. There will be new wrappings, new configurations – new ways I’ve told the story. The current words though are good, and worthy of love and I don’t want to leave them languishing.

  • Breaking Point (paperback) = $5
  • Let There Be Life (paperback) = $2
  • Satin Sheet Memoirs, Vol 1 (paperback) =1$

To purchase, click here.  You’ll clearly see the cover displayed and the prices.  Only the three titles listed above are on sale.  Hello Diva is in re-production and will be part of the NEW and IMPROVED Nowata Press Publishing & Consulting opening in July of this year.

E-versions of all titles are available at the locations below until March 31st:

  • Smashwords – multiple platforms, but not so consistent formatting despite all the hard work that went into following the guidelines so the file would be accepted. Sigh.
  • Amazon – Kindle format that looks pretty good :-).

Ahhhh, pulse quickening yet again. Now, to just lie back and let the words carry me all the way home.

I love you.

Dana

Dear Me,

(I’m on week five of The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron. This is what came from yesterday’s Morning Pages.)

Epiphany – the sudden clarity of thought that exposes the deeper truth. I have epiphanies as I’m sure you do as well. You may have been wrestling with a problem, a decision that had to be made but each solution or choice didn’t FEEL like the truth until one moment, a light bulb came on and suddenly, your path was clearly lit.

Why did I stop publishing my work? Why did I stop working on my existing manuscripts? Why wasn’t I excited to look for opportunities to do readings, to schedule workshops? Why had my annual sojourn to the MileHi stopped inducing that giddy feeling of anticipation or excitement? Why was I feeling blocked, cut off from my passion? Why was I procrastinating on or avoiding altogether the few activities I knew would move me toward some long standing, positive, goals?

Epiphany – because my efforts to that point hadn’t resulted in what I deemed to be other’s show of acceptance, love, or admiration that ultimately was what I was seeking. I wanted my books to garner lots of fans to the point where they’d help me market my work, they’d talk about and share my books to the point where word of mouth would sell my books (allowing me to hide); I would be invited to speak to groups, asked to conduct workshops (allowing me to hide). I’d be featured here and there, gaining some level of notoriety which would then “prove” to my dad that he was wrong for not spending more time with me, for not telling me he loved me, or thought I was beautiful. I would prove to the bullies and ex-boyfriends that they were wrong for calling me ugly names, teasing me, excluding me, using me, molesting or hitting me. I would show them all that I am worthy!

I mean, look at all the people who buy my books, and listen to me when I do readings, or attend my workshops.  If all of that outside attention didn’t prove it then what would?

Well, that’s not how things work out. My workshops where hit and miss with attendance, so I lost my enthusiasm for them. My first book sold relatively well despite its issues, my next two books did okay, but I was losing my motivation to keep marketing the way I had been. I didn’t realize it at the time but hindsight, I wasn’t getting the response I wanted / craved, so I’d begun to retreat. The fourth book didn’t do as well as I’d hoped but by then, I’d stopped actively marketing my work. It felt too much like begging by then. My unrealistic expectation that  other’s reactions to my books / workshops / coaching  would “make” me worthy, wore me down. Each failure to sell, to raise the money, to save the money, to meet the deadline, to have people show up, highlighted (the lie) that I wasn’t worthy after all. I rushed into this or that scheme, plan, idea, in hopes that it would be The ONE.  Each time I fell short, not taking the time to realize the level of fantasy my expectation had reached was never going to be met by reality.

So, what did I do. I blocked. I stopped writing; stopped going out; stopped taking my walking breaks; I stopped doing anything that would allow the voice of my Muse and my Divinity to be heard. They told the truth, They exposed the fantasy.  They put the responsibility for my life back where it belonged (in my hands) and I didn’t want the responsibility. I wanted to blame my dad, the bullies, the folks who didn’t think my writing was the bomb. I filled up my time with activities that didn’t do squat to move me toward my desired feelings (that ultimately are my responsibility to generate). I spent hours watching YouTube videos, hours doing spreads in my BuJo that ultimately I ignored no sooner than they were done. I kept up the schemes and plans – throwing parties I knew wouldn’t be well attended; fitness challenges, the wedding, my Count Down to 50 and its accompanying group-site and list of activities NO ONE kept up with, including myself. I did any and everything to maintain that damn lie. To be unreliable, unworthy.

Epiphany – “Healing is as ugly as Healed is beautiful”, Danielle LaPorte.  I began the healing process four years ago now. I’m feeling just about as ugly as I can. Scattered. Untethered. Unsure of what to do next. Emotionally all over the place but where I “should” be.  But I am healing. So there’s that.

Please, bear with me a little longer. Please forgive me. Please breathe. We’re going to get through this and we will be better for it. Thank you, I love you.

Dana

Speaking of BuJo-ing with ADOSS

I knew there was something special about my attraction to the BuJo system.

For those of you who hadn’t seen my previous posts in this short series…

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

In case you’re wondering, yes, I’m currently parked at Procrastination Station.  Guess who hasn’t written anything for her NaNo ’16 project yet? lol…

Have a good evening, luvs!

Dana