Writings of Stuart Whitmore

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Watt's That?

Months before I set up my profile on Wattpad and uploaded a couple short stories to it, I'd heard of the site as a place for writers to post chapters of their works in progress. As in, that was all it was described as, so after a quick look at it, I decided not to create an account. I would prefer that the first impression a complete stranger has of my writing, especially one of my book-length works, is based on a polished work, not a first draft.

More Thoughts on Dedications

When I wrote Assets, Budgets, and Credit: A Financial ABC, I dedicated it mainly to a guy I hadn't seen or heard from in about 25 years. This was definitely someone I was no longer in touch with, and who might (at best) vaguely remember me from when we were both stationed at the same overseas Air Force base. Yet, despite that long-term disconnection, he ended up with one of my books dedicated to him, which he will probably never know. He may not even be alive anymore — not everyone I knew back then is still among the living. I don't even remember his last name. So you might wonder, why did I dedicate that book to him? This blog post examines that and my thoughts around dedications, which is something I've touched on in the past but I wanted to delve into further.

No Kindle? No NOOK? No problem!

Once upon a time, there was an avid reader named Bob who loved his shelves of books. Bob and his wife, Jan, lived on the banks of a scenic river. Bob liked to select a nice book from his many shelves and take it out to read while sitting on their deck overlooking the river. One day, Bob heard on the weather report that floods were expected in his area. Bob was dismayed. All of his shelves of books were on the ground floor of his house. He needed to move them all upstairs and the flood waters were due to arrive any moment.

"What shall I do?" Bob asked Jan. "I can't move all of my books in time!"

Introducing A Young Writer I Know...

Today is a big day for a young writer I know, but I can't be with her to celebrate. So, I decided to dedicate today's blog post to her instead. She's not just a creative spirit and dedicated student, she's also my daughter. That pretty much guarantees that we won't see eye to eye on everything, but there's no doubt that I am very proud of her accomplishments so far, and I can't wait to see what she does next. Like me, Dana started her first novel before graduating from high school, and she was quite far into that project when she headed off to begin working on her degree in a STEM field (bioengineering). She will probably find, as I did, that the work involved in completing a degree will limit her writing time. However, she managed to make good progress in high school despite having a heavy class load there (including multiple AP classes), so I expect her novel will continue to grow. She takes her writing seriously and was very pleased to meet Yann Martel, author of Life of Pi, when he visited her university — and he gave her personal writing advice, making the experience even more memorable.

Sharing Experience: A Facebook Free-Book Experiment

If you look at this free book offer, you'll see the culmination of an idea I've had in mind for awhile to promote my books on Facebook. This week I finally put the wheels on it and took it for a spin. (Weak car metaphor due to newly-distracting vehicle troubles, but that's another story.) You'll notice that it hasn't had a lot of activity, so it's not the most successful experiment. It did get more attention than I thought it might, because I thought it might get none at all. It also taught me some things about Facebook and how to promote things on it. I thought today's blog post would be a good venue for sharing those things with others who might like to try something like this.

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