So Where Do I Go From Here?
I thought I’d write about something I feel many long established legacy authors are going through right now…deciding if they should stay with the traditional publishers or going it on their own with self-publishing. I mention this because I’m one of those lucky legacy authors who have jumped one-hundred percent into self-publishing on all my books (22 of them now going back to 1984 when my first book, Evil Stalks the Night, was originally published by Leisure paperbacks), my new novels as well as my older ones. I’ve been writing for over forty-four years and until I started self-publishing in 2012 I never made a living with my books. Now I do; more every year. Though I’ve always been known as a horror author, I also write romance, suspense, murder mysteries and romantic time-travel, but my novels blend genres and all of them have a large dash of romance. And, thus, I consider myself basically a storyteller. My paperbacks used to sit on the book shelves next to Stephen King’s and Anne Rice’s. I was published with Leisure and Zebra paperbacks in the 1980’s and 90’s, Avalon Books and a series of smaller publishers. My Dinosaur Lake series and my Spookie Town Murder series are my best sellers. My first Dinosaur Lake book was a 2014 Epic EBook Awards *Finalist* and so was my The Last Vampire in 2012.
Yet as the end of 2015 came and went I (miraculously) found myself in the amazing position of finally owning all my novels for the first time in thirty-two years because my last publisher was sold. I was given the choice to stay with the new owners or take my books and run. I ran – and ecstatically self-published every one of the last fourteen I’d still had with them. It was scary at first, yet I did it.
It’s an amazing feeling to now have complete control of my whole body of life’s work. Truthfully, I can’t believe so many years have gone by so quickly. I will say, through all the nightmares of dealing with publishers in the past – and there were many – I never stopped writing; never gave up and now here I am all these years later at long last reaping the rewards. Where has the time gone? It’s flown by like wild birds. I’m so proud to be a writer these days.
So…I’ve put new covers on all my older books (Dawne Dominique is my wonderful cover artist and now she’s done all of my 22 novels’ covers), tweaked them here and there, formatted them, and self-published them wide, which means they’re available everywhere now as eBooks, for the Kindle and Nook, and paperbacks. It was a lot to learn, but I learned it, with help from other Indie authors and KindleBoards. I’d already spent the last three years through ACX having them turned into Audible audio books, so now they’re also in audio. I’ve also placed my eBooks with a brand new program for libraries all over the country, and maybe someday over the world, sponsored by J.A. Konrath and August Wainwright…ebooksareforever. So soon (they haven’t officially launched yet) my eBooks will be available in libraries. It’s a new world out there for authors.
Egyptian Heart: Amazon link: http://tinyurl.com/ptvspqy Barnes & Noble link: http://tinyurl.com/hgjmx2p
Genre: Ancient Egyptian Time-Travel Romance
Blurb for Egyptian Heart:
Maggie Owen is a beautiful, spirited Egyptologist…but lonely. Even being in Egypt on a grant from the college she teaches at to search for an undiscovered necropolis she’s certain lies below the sands beyond the pyramids of Gizah doesn’t give her the happiness she’d hoped it would. There has always been and is something missing. Love.
Then her workmen uncover Ramose Nakh-Min’s ancient tomb and an amulet from his sarcophagus hurls her back to 1340 B.C–where she falls hopelessly in love with the man she was destined to be with, noble Ramose, who faithfully serves the heretic Pharaoh Akhenaton and his queen Nefertiti.
She’s fallen into perilous times with civil war threatening
. She’s been
mistaken for one of Ramose’s runaway slaves and with her blond hair, jinn green
eyes and fair skin she doesn’t fit in. Some say she’s magical and evil.
Ramose’s favorite, Makere, attempts to kill her. Egypt
The people, angry the pharaoh Akhenaton has set his queen Nefertiti aside and he’s forced them to worship his god, Aton (instead of their many Egyptian gods), are rising up against him.
Maggie’s caught in the middle of it in a dangerous land and time she doesn’t belong in.
In the end, desperately in love with Ramose, will she find a way to stay alive and with him in ancient Egypt–and to make a difference in his world and history?
Because Maggie has finally found love. ***
EXCERPT of Egyptian Heart by Kathryn Meyer Griffith:
Yet I lingered and listened to the whispering outside on the wind, the compelling words in my ear...in my heart, urging me to listen to what they said: come to the tomb. Come to the tomb...right now!
Dizzy for a moment, I blinked and found myself in the tomb, standing beside Ramose’s sarcophagus. Someone had lit a lantern. At least there was light.
“How did I get in here?” I rubbed my eyes and shook my head. “I must be dreaming, that’s it. But this is so real.” I squeezed my eyes shut. Maybe if I kept them closed long enough I’d wake up.
But, eyes shut or not, I could feel I was still in the tomb. I could smell the dirt, the dust and the mold. I could feel the slight heat from the burning of the lantern.
Opening my eyes, I was alone and, yes, in the tomb. The workmen who hadn’t run off were asleep out on the desert in their tents. My trembling fingers brushed across the golden engraving on the sarcophagus. By the length of the coffin I believed the mummy must have been a tall man for his time. I’d only been able to decode a small part of the surface inscriptions so far and I’d been eagerly anticipating being able to finally lift the massive lid and see what we’d find underneath.
No matter the mystery of how I’d gotten into the tomb in the middle of the night without remembering it— perhaps I’d sleepwalked. I had been working awfully hard the last few days. Exhaustion could do funny things to a mind. I had to get back to my tent. I wasn’t dressed to meet people and sleep was what I needed...look...I was hallucinating. Grabbing a lantern, I turned to leave as shadows danced on the stone walls. Murmurs and rustlings drifted on the stale air and as I moved I glimpsed an object, a link or two of shiny silver I’d not seen before, sparkling on the lower base of the catafalque. Curiosity got the best of me.
I stooped down, reached out and pulled at the fragment of chain and a miniature compartment at the base of the sarcophagus was revealed. With my fingernails I pried open the tiny drawer and yanked its contents out into the light probably for the first time in thousands of years.
It was almost an identical match to the amulet hanging around my neck. The one Sayed had given me weeks ago. In the lamplight, I compared the two necklaces and they were the same. Almost. A luminescence had begun to emanate from the sarcophagus’s necklace. It was glowing.
I didn’t have time to think about why the scarab had turned into a lightning bug before I heard someone move behind me. I swung around, the shimmering amulet in my hands.
“Jehan, what are you doing here?” I was startled and couldn’t hide it. He’d disappeared weeks ago and no one had seen him since. Now he just appears out of nowhere?
Since childhood I’ve been an artist and worked as a graphic designer in the corporate world and for newspapers for twenty-three years before I quit to write full time. But I’d already begun writing novels at 21, over forty-four years ago now, and have had twenty-two (ten romantic horror, two horror novels, two romantic SF horror, one romantic suspense, one romantic time travel, one historical romance, two thrillers, and four murder mysteries) previous novels, two novellas and twelve short stories published from Zebra Books, Leisure Books, Avalon Books, The Wild Rose Press, Damnation Books/Eternal Press; and I’ve self-published my last ten novels with Amazon Kindle Direct and my Dinosaur Lake novels and Spookie Town Mysteries (Scraps of Paper, All Things Slip Away and Ghosts Beneath Us) are my best-sellers.
I’ve been married to Russell for thirty-seven years; have a son and two grandchildren and I live in a small quaint town in
which is right across the JB Bridge from We have a quirky cat, Sasha, and the
three of us live happily in an old house in the heart of town. Though I’ve been
an artist, and a folk/classic rock singer in my youth with my brother Jim,
writing has always been my greatest passion, my butterfly stage, and I’ll
probably write stories until the day I die…or until my memory goes. St. Louis,
2012 EPIC EBOOK AWARDS *Finalist* for her horror novel The Last Vampire ~ 2014 EPIC EBOOK AWARDS * Finalist * for her thriller novel Dinosaur Lake.
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Novels and short stories from Kathryn Meyer Griffith:
Evil Stalks the Night, The Heart of the Rose, Blood Forged, Vampire Blood, The Last Vampire (2012 EPIC EBOOK AWARDS*Finalist* in their Horror category), Witches, The Nameless One erotic horror short story, The Calling, Scraps of Paper (The First Spookie Town Murder Mystery), All Things Slip Away (The Second Spookie Town Murder Mystery), Ghosts Beneath Us (The Third Spookie Town Murder Mystery), Egyptian Heart, Winter’s Journey, The Ice Bridge, Don’t Look Back, Agnes, A Time of Demons and Angels, The Woman in Crimson, Human No Longer, Four Spooky Short Stories Collection, Forever and Always Romantic Novella, Night Carnival Short Story, Dinosaur Lake (2014 EPIC EBOOK AWARDS*Finalist* in their Thriller/Adventure category), Dinosaur Lake II: Dinosaurs Arising and Dinosaur Lake III: Infestation