Selling Books Online

Hello to all my dear friends!!!

I would love some input on selling books online.  I'm just putting my book to print which is going to sell for $15.00 Canadian.  I started gathering information about shipping and found that sending books international can be rather costly, so I thought that I would create an ebook and sell it online.  This would allow people to read it at a lower cost without having to pay for shipping.

I started searching on the interet, and now, much to my confusion, this looks to be a very complicated task for which I need help in understanding.  So I put out a message to all who are have experience with selling ebooks on Amazon or any other site that you have been involved with.  I do appreciate any feedback!!!  Thanks for all you help!!!

Much love,
Suzanne

My New Poetry Book

  After someone stole some of my poetry, I decided that I needed to copyright all my work and then self publish a book.  I'm just in the last steps of putting the book together, for which I'm very excited.  I'm bringing it to the printers this coming week, but here is the title of cover.   I wanted to share this with everyone that visits my blog and gives me so much support and encouragement.  I am truly in full gratitude for all your wonderful words.  Thank you!!!!

The title is "Between Concrete and Earth"

New Ports of Conscious Realizations

I find myself in between a life of living and non-living,
breathing in a society that I get see, but do not buy into,
surely I am part of this world, yet, walking in a way that is crooked to most,
without judgement,
I live.

These photos were taken on a trip in Washington.  I live very close to the United States border, so visiting can happen in the blink of an eye.  This particular island feels like a place between you and I, a place that lives below the surface in a world that is foreign to society and can only be translated by each individual.    A barren island, alone, floating, creating what it needs to be, only be..........

A daily abstraction attraction

While eating breakfast this morning, my eyes were attracted to this beautiful abstract form of light.  I immediately got up and started taking photos of it before the shine moved in the sky.  I love how form moves within space and creates objects without any tangible evidence that it had been there.  It is so wonderful to see how nature creates without doing.  All I had to do was receive its beauty.

High Expectations

When I was finishing my University degree, my medium of choice was pipe cleaners.  I love how fast I could create without stopping, so this allowed me the freedom to go without thinking of the next direction.  It is what some artist call process art.  There isn't much thought in it, but the act of moving in the moment to see what wants to be expressed.

Through the process of creating this sculpture, I found that my inner world seemed to have a difficult time swallowing the high expectations that seemed to be put on women for having to look and be a certain way.  I remember when I was in my teens, my friends would talk about their wedding, what the dress would look like, what songs they would play, how many people would be at the wedding???  And in fact, these friends of mine had no boyfriends, so how could they know what the wedding was going to be without asking their potential husband.  Didn't partnership come into the equation, asking the other what he also wanted???  I know that dreaming is a good thing, but the illusion around what a marriage was going to be always left a bad taste in my mouth.   I even tried to live within this illusion for a time, but it never felt comfortable just like high heal shoes felt like I was climbing into a world that I didn't want to be a part of.  

This sculpture reminds me of the tangled thoughts of being a women.  A lifeless body made up of believes that had little meaning in the real world.  Yes, I am a woman, but what or who I become is for me to chose and no-one else to judge.

Unlike me ........

I have enjoyed creating this blog, so that I can share a bit of myself with all who wish to have a look.  I'm very touched by all your stories and how much you share so many personal challenges and passions with us.

It is unlike me to share to many intimate details as  I like to keep this blog to my art and writings; however, I'm would love to tell you a little more about myself.

At the tender age of 18 months, I loved to suck my thumb.  It was the best thing ever, and I continued until I was 10 years old.  Yes, there could very well be some good therapy sessions with this confession, but oh well, I believe being a little odd is a good thing.

My family wanted to stop me so badly that they even had a family friend say that my thumb will shrink and fall off if I continued.  But alas, I continued and found myself measuring the size of my thumb everyday just to make sure that my left thumb was not getting any smaller than my right.  I still have both thumbs to this day.

Portrait of my thumbs!!!

It is unlike me to share such personal stories, but I just had to let this one out of bag.  :)

Dreaming inside clouds

As summer is coming to the end, I can feel the tug of fall pulling at my heals.  I feel a pillowy softness that beckons me into a more internal life.  These images were taken while I sat in the park, looking at the trees, the insects, and the sky.  I do love how the clouds speak after the wind has given them a different shape.  Let the wind of fall begin the descent into ourselves, allowing our souls to mingle in the joy of being alive.