Nose Droppings: He said. He did. He…He…He

Thursday, October 6, 2011

He said. He did. He…He…He

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I never thought I would have to say this—writers, don’t start every sentence of your novel with He…

I’ve come across enough self-published books to know that some are worth-while. I can recommend Riding Through It by Carol McKibben. I can recommend Eragon by Christopher Paolini. (It started out as a self-published book that turned traditionally published) Other than that, I can’t recommend anything. Why? Because there are books out there that start every sentence with “He…”.

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The Origin of "Nose Droppings"

Hello and welcome!

Professional marketers rally to brand yourself. A single focus on which you can hone your message that is effective for connecting. For this reason alone, I am a marketing nightmare.

I am not one thing but many. I can't write my novel and not let horses creep their way into my stories. I can't work on my marketing efforts without applying what I learn to relationships. I am not just about dressage. I am not just about marketing. I don't just focus on writing or my relationships. Hiking with my dog is also very big part of who I am and to wrap that all up is why I consider myself a hiking dressage trainer that writes.

I don't do just one thing so my brand seems to be a craptastic load of things. You see this is where it's all mixed-up and blown into the world. This is me. I am my brand.

Pin me on Pinterest to the board of "supercalafragalisticexpialadoshus". This is where you see me and those dregs that slide down the olfactory orifice. This is where you see my moments of triumph. This is where I share embarrassing moments or rants that I don't really want you to share with anyone else. This is where I share me.

Take it or leave it, good, bad or ugly but always aspiring for amusement.