Actual conversations at Casa de Wellman-Social Distancing Era

You might have heard about the toilet paper hoarding issue going on in the US. I decided I had THE. SOLVE. for that nonsense.

I bought a bidet on Amazon.

Of course, as I was in the course of trying to get the bidet from my cart to paid for, it sold out. On three different bidets, so clearly I’m not the only one that had that lightbulb moment.

So it came in, and Rick, after a minimum of nagging, installed it.

And came into the room, gesturing at it with mischief.

Rick- It’s ready for the road test.

Me- Oh no no no no. Don’t you remember what happened when Ronny put the new brakes on the van? We put EVERYONE INCLUDING HIM in to test drive it.

Rick- I don’t think that’s going to work for this situation.

Me- But but but… you installed it, you should test it.

Rick- I don’t need to right now. And you said you did, which is why I needed to install it. (I did say minimum of nagging.)

Me- But it’s your work!

Rick- But more of the settings are geared for you. /evil grin

Me- /sigh FINE.

I’m pleased to report that all is in functioning order.

 

Bonus conversation-

Rick offered to take me with him on an errand today, and let me wait in the car. I’m classified high risk, so I’ve been in for the past.. oh.. 19 days or so. But you know, who’s counting?

 

Me- So it’s like I’m getting to go for a ride like I’m a dog?

Rick, grinning- Pretty much.

Me, grumbling but still getting into the truck- It is kind of a nice day.

Rick, watching me stare avidly out the windows at all the signs of spring- I’m almost surprised you aren’t rolling down the windows and sticking your head out.

Me- Imma gonna hafta tell ever’body that I gots to go for me a car ride today. Mebbe I’ll even git to honk the horn!

Cue a truck in front of us almost taking off the front bumper.

Me- I AM AGONNA GIT TO HONK THE HORN! ASSHOLE!

Rick cracked the windows on the way home.

Me- I almost kinda do want to stick my head out.. of course, with my luck, that’s how I’d catch covid.

Rick just laughed.

The Witch’s Daughter- Free from March 16th to March 20th

Maybe I’m getting a little cabin fever. Maybe I’ve been inspired by Disney releasing a whole slew of content early. Maybe I just like having something that I can feel positive about.

Whatever the reason, here’s the important part:

The Witch’s Daughter, the first book in the series, will be available for free from March 16th to March 20th.

The Werewolf’s Daughter, the second book, had a price reduction to $2.99 that will run until March 20th.

Here’s my promise- if I get at least five new reviews between the two books, I’ll drop the price of book 3 (The Maiden) from March 21st to the end of the month.

If you’ve read the books and want to help support, please boost the signal. Share the post- Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, wherever. If you haven’t read the books, and they sound like your thing, please go check them out, and please boost the signal. If you haven’t read the books and they don’t sound like your cup of tea, please boost the signal to those that could get into them.

To everyone who has reached out, shared a post, passed it on, and generally given their support- deeply, madly, truly, honestly thank you. I hope you’ll consider sharing again- whether it’s this post or another artist you’re connected with.

For all the folks that got a copy of The Witch’s Daughter last week…

With everything crazy going on right now and a lot of us looking for some kind of escape or something else to think about, I wanted to do the little I can to help.

Last week, I gave away copies of the first book in Nessa’s story. This week, I’m dropping the price of the second book, The Werewolf’s Daughter, to $2.99. So if you got into the first book and you’re having a good time with it, I hope you’ll consider picking up the second one. And who knows? If folks get into it, I may do the same thing with the last book in the series, too.

Writing is lonely- but it’s the one thing I do that I can point to and say, “I made that happen, that’s my something special going out there.” And the world we’re currently living in is kinda crazy and surreal. If this little story of mine makes you laugh and forget all the weird just for a little while, I hope you’ll tell me. It’d sure make the late nights at the keys worth it. Come to think of it, I finished some of the last chapters of Werewolf’s Daughter during a road trip from California, with my tablet propped up on the truck dash.

And if you hate it, please don’t tell me.

If you want to keep up with me in general, I did claim my author’s page at Amazon.

Oh, one other piece of news that I don’t know how to feel about yet- after everything yall did to boost the signal on Witch’s Daughter last week, I got an offer to turn it into an audiobook. I’m not sure if I’m going to accept it, but it’s interesting all the same. To imagine someone not James Earl Jones doing Cliche and all…

Please take care of yourselves out there, support artists and boost the signals, and most of all, keep reading.

 

All’s well that ends well

So. Yeah, wow.

Last year when I offered free books, less than five downloads took place. It’s safe to say that I wasn’t expecting much.

This year, I got a nudge. Hit ALL the social media spots, they said. Blast it out, boost the signal, ask for support. So I did.

Holy shit, did I get support. Likes and shares and tags and passed on. And The Witch’s Daughter hit #8 in it’s category on Amazon’s Kindle listing, which brought MORE attention to it.

Somewhere out there, I have forty plus new readers.

And last night, seeing those figures continuing to climb past well beyond what I thought they’d get to, I knew a kind of joy that doesn’t come around very often. If you’ve been following along, you may remember I said every book is like setting a paper boat out on the ocean.

Well, that boat has been seen out there, on its journey. Put another way, Nessa lives. I truly believe that every story we read leaves a little something with us- that’s forty new people who will hopefully laugh where I meant them to laugh, and swallow hard where I got a little choked up. (Okay, okay, I cried, geeze.)

And hopefully they’ll decide they want to know what came next for her, too.

I get that its hard to support artistic endeavors in a meaningful way, one that actually HELPS. We all have the best of intentions and really want to help, but sometimes it’s not easy, or not something we personally enjoy, or we get busy or life happens.

Here’s what I’m going to ask you to remember- nine times out of ten, all it takes to be supportive is to ask ‘what’s next?’ and, if you see a chance to connect someone with an opportunity, encourage them to take the shot, do the thing, and say why not to life.

As for me, what’s next is checking my physical book inventory and preparing to take it to Ren Faire this year. It’s retooling my last idea into something closer to my own experiences, instead of trying to turn it into wish fulfillment for something I didn’t get to have. I think it’ll be stronger for it, and probably more fun to write.

And being incredibly grateful that Nessa lives. It may not seem like much to some folks, forty copies- to me, that’s a little piece of the kind of immortality I’ve been dreaming of since I first wrote ‘The End’. It’s pieces of me and the people that I’ve loved and the laughs we’ve shared being shared on a slightly broader scale.

If that isn’t magic, I don’t know what is.

 

Wow.. what a ride… thank you, friends.

I decided to do something a little crazy for me- I engaged in a weekend binge of self promotion, asking for the support of my friends in getting the word out about my books. I offered two of them for free over the last couple days.

And.. well, I’ll be damned, it worked. I had more downloads in two days than I’ve had since they were originally released. That’s more people reading, experiencing the stories, and hopefully laughing where I meant them to than I’ve ever had at one time before. I’m not delusional, I know I’m not climbing the New York Times bestseller list, but, you know- all the books in my life I’ve enjoyed the most has been one that someone handed me and told me I needed to read.

And I figure- if I’m really super lucky, the folks that found my books these past couple of days might keep reading. I’ll never claim they are the greatest stories ever put to paper, but they are good, entertaining little reads that deserve to live… at least, I think so.

Oh, and this happened-

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The highest The Witch’s Daughter got to that I saw was #5… sadly I didn’t think to get a list screenshot at that point. The Way of the Fae was in the 30s when it occurred to me to look at the ranking numbers. That means that anyone looking at those categories on Amazon or on their Kindles at that time saw these books, bumped up the listing.

And it’s all thanks to the folks that boosted the signal, sharing my posts, tagging their friends that they thought might enjoy my stuff. Maybe it took you just a couple minutes, but I’m not exaggerating in the least when I say, thank you, from the bottom of my heart- what you did means the world to me.

The weekend (and free copy of Witch’s Daughter) isn’t quite gone yet- please feel free to go snag a copy if you think you’d enjoy it.

Just never tell me if you hate it.

 

Support an artist- with free books- Only this Saturday and Sunday.

So, funny story… once a year, I like to run a promotion where I give out my ebooks for free.

This year, I’m going bigger- I’m giving out TWO books for free! Consider it my way of saying thank you for all the support and encouragement, and maybe encouraging the folks that have enjoyed the stories to pass them on.

This Saturday, March 7th, you can visit my author page and download a free copy of The Way of the Fae. I usually describe it as fairy tales from the fairy’s point of view. A tale of Baba Yaga in case you wanted to check it out.

And on Sunday, March 8th, the little book that started it all, The Witch’s Daughter will be up and free to download. Chapter 1 if you want a little preview of that. It’s a modern fantasy that helped me get back into the writing life, and the characters hold a very special place in my heart.

Ari’s Author Page

If they sound like your kind of thing, I hope you’ll give them a look. If they don’t, I hope you’ll consider sharing with someone who might enjoy them.

I once told a friend that each book I put out there feels like setting a little paper boat adrift in the ocean.. I never know where it’s going to go or who’s going to see it, but I always hope people will help it along on its journey, and maybe even ride along with it for awhile.

I hope some folks consider coming along for the ride.

Yeah, support an artist and stuff!

So this meme has been making the laps-

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And thought to myself hell yeah! I love supporting artists and buying unique stuff and getting commissioned work and sharing their stuff and telling everyone I know! Everyone should do this!

And then the little voice in my head said, ‘Hey, stupid… you realize you’re an artist, right?’

I hate that guy, seriously, cause he’s usually right.

My point being, though, I’ve written a few books. And unlike all those huge success stories of self epublishing you hear, they aren’t porn (/cough or erotica) or The Martian. But I did write them, I think they are pretty fun, and some of the folks that have read them have been kind enough to let me know they enjoyed them. If you’re into teenaged witches (start with The Witch’s Daughter) or really messed up fairy tales (The Way of the Fae), I hope you’ll consider giving them a look.

I’m working on something new now, with my all time favorite character let loose for pretty much the first time in years. It’s a little light and funny, and I’m having a good time with it.

I hope you’ll be able to check it out someday.

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Actual Conversation at Casa de Wellman- Body splat throwback Thor’s Day edition

Real conversation around the house a few months ago while playing Diablo 3-

Me- wow, hon, do you have to explode the bodies of our enemies? Look at that, they are flying all over the screen. Seems really violent.
Rick- (feeling the long sideways glance) uhh .. You know that’s YOU doing that with your meteor spell, right?
Me- huh. (proves the point by casting the body splatty spell again)

Quiet for a few beats

Me- well, yanno… It is kinda cool…


 

Yes, we still love Diablo.. Switch, PS4, hit us up, we’ll go riftin…

Random Ramble, Possibly Controversial- Why I’m saying I was wrong.

Equality is a funny word, when you stop and think about it. We’re all all about equality, in the general sense.

And then we start applying conditionals.

“Oh, equality? Hells to the yeah, the genders/races/classes should absolutely be equal!” And then you bring up subsidized childcare so women can work and better funding for schools with racial divides that are falling behind and the pay gaps between genders, races, and economic statuses, and suddenly equality doesn’t sound so great to some folk.

So they talk about opportunity- “Well, everyone has the same chances in life! It’s what you do with it!”

But do they? Do they really? Consider that a 19 year old white man will certainly see a different level of consequences than a similar charge against a 19 year old black man. That’s not equality or the same level of opportunity. Systemic racism is a well researched, documented, and for most folk, acknowledged problem in our country.

I used to believe those things, too. I used to believe that health care was a privilege and not a right. Back in the time when I felt I had to push others down to feel that I walked tall, it wasn’t my problem that those other people over there couldn’t land a good enough job to have health care benefits- it was their fault for not trying harder, not working harder, for choosing to be complacent. Because if I didn’t believe that, it was the same as admitting I was one fuck up away from being there myself.

And then, heaven help us all, I grew the fuck up. I realized that I am not, in fact, immortal, that my body will, in fact, weaken, sicken, and eventually it will part ways with the rest of me.

I watched my friends and family struggle with finding care they could afford, and sometimes fail. I have seen dreams wither and die against the onslaught of medical bills- bills that we all know are wildly fucking inflated so insurance and pharmaceutical companies can continue to turn around record profits.

Why? We’re supposed to be the richest, most advanced country on the planet- why do we settle for this? Why are we okay with our own people literally begging for money to cover medical expenses? These people are begging for their lives.

As my husband points out- we already wait for months for care in a lot of cases. We settle for the cheapest, closest clinics we can find when we get sick, because then at least we will be seen- the wait for a General Practitioner if you can find one accepting patients and if they are within your network is months long here in New Mexico.

And we’re among the lucky ones.

Does that sound like a people committed to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness to you? Yeah, me neither.

We can’t change people’s prejudices overnight, it’ll take generations of teaching and reinforcement for equality for genders and races. I don’t honestly believe we’ll ever destroy the class barriers- but this health care thing? This we can and should do.

Part of what galls me is that the people who are profiting off the system as it exists claim to love our country and our people like no one else can. They are going to say a lot of scary things to try and turn us against considering health care a right. They are going to call it socialism and communism, and encourage you to feel like it’s okay to push someone else down so you can feel like you’re doing well in life.

But remember this- even if you’re among the lucky ones, all it takes is for one heart attack, one stroke, one accident, one tumor to change everything for you. Closing the door on thinking about it doesn’t safeguard you.

Don’t you want that security of knowing that if something terrible that medicine can help or cure does happen to you, that you can get the care you need? And don’t you want that not just for yourself, but for everyone that lives here?

There was a time when we achieved great things, wrought great changes, and led the way for the rest of the world- can you imagine what we could do if we didn’t have over half of our population struggling with what’s going to happen if they get sick or trying to help someone in their world that is sick? If we all knew that when the worst comes, we will receive the best possible care without question?

I can, and I think it’s something worth fighting for. I think it’s feasible, when you consider all the inefficiency and redundancy that exists in the system we have today. To have that peace of mind, I’m fine with paying more in taxes, even if it equates to more than what I pay in the name of health care in general today.

I also recognize, and respect, that your mileage may vary. The whole reason I’m writing this, though, is not just to entertain myself- I’m hoping that if you’ve followed me this far, that you’re willing to examine your own thoughts and feelings. Whether we agree or not, I think it’s important to take your convictions for a walk every now and again, air them out, see if you still really feel the same way.

Cause only mushrooms grow really well in the dark.

Actual Conversation at Casa de Wellman- Not enough Mucinex edition

Thanks to Last Week Tonight being back on HBO, I had to renew the subscription. While tooling along, looking for something to watch, we spotted Daniel Sloss.. and said GREAT.. we love him and he’s kinda fitting our mood of slightly twisted.

The following ensued-

Rick- you know, the more I watch this guy, the more I think he looks like the twins.

Me- Mmm, kind of I guess. I think of him more as a Scottish Macaulay Culkin, myself.

Rick- Yeah.. but he looks more like Josh to me.

Me- dafuq? THE TWINS ARE IDENTICAL WHAT THE SHIT MAN.

Rick- laughs and coughs and turns an alarming shade of beet red with the laughing and coughing and not being able to stop.

Me- IS IT WORTH IT?!

Rick- /wheezing, Yes, totally worth it.

Me- I’m posting this, you know.

Rick- wheezes and laughs some more as I fetch him more Mucinex.

 

They say as long as you can laugh, you know you’re gonna be okay.