Do you know how to publish an ebook with pictures?


If you want to publish picture books, don’t waste any more time. Head on over to Jean’s blog to learn simple and easy steps to jump-start your publishing career! Thanks, Jean!

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Using MS-Word?

Success at last! When I loaded it up to KDP, everything worked!i-did-it

If you write children’s books or comic books, I’m sure you’ve heard of Kindle Kids’ Book Creator. This program is terrific. However, the program limits which electronic devices that can open and read the book.

I wanted my picture books to be available on e-readers and tablets. I found out after using KKBC for A Most Reluctant Princess; this wasn’t possible. Using KKBC limits which electronic devices available.  Since publishing my first picture book, I’ve read tips, blogs, instructions, and watched videos searching a way to use MS-Word.

No one had the answers I needed. So, I began experimenting until I figured out a process that worked.

My new book, A Reluctant Little Prince, in e-book form, is written on MS-Word and can be read on a Kindle. Yay!

For the print version…

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Your Book’s Metadata on Amazon


http://litworldinterviews.com/2016/04/07/your-books-metadata-on-amazon/Jo’s here to help author’s get it right! Metadata, often overlooked, but SO important!

Lit World Interviews

You get to choose two categories for your book on Amazon, and seven keywords. Your book’s title, sub-title, blurb, categories, and keywords all go towards producing its metadata – the stuff that Amazon’s search engine uses to make your book discoverable to buyers searching for something to buy. That’s the fabulous thing about getting your metadata as useful as you can. People who search Amazon are looking to purchase. They’re not wanting information like when they use Google. In fact, Amazon’s search engine is not the same as Google.

Amazon’s search engine actually has its own moniker – A9. Not a very romantic name, but it is individual nevertheless. Amazon wants to get a specific sale rather than direct searchers to information as Google does. So A9 works a little differently. You may have noticed a sharp zooming up the rankings when you have a couple of sales of your…

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One + One = Two


Well, today’s the day.  An official announcement from me.  Oh sure, I’ve left clues.  A few l.e.t.t.e.r.s here or a couple of words there.  But, never an official announcement.  Not from me.  Not here…until today.

After 15 years, yes fifteen I’ve taken the plunge.  I’m proud to let my WordPress family know that I’ve written a new children’s picture book entitled, Babies of Two.

So how did this all come to be?  Many months ago during the whisper of a winter’s chill, words tapped upon my computer keys.  A story to be.  After printing pages out, I read them aloud to my wee granddaughter who giggled with glee.  “Again, Grandma, again,” she shouted.  Grabbing the sleeve of my arm, she added, “Let me see, let me see!”  Alas, no pictures from me…..

Within days, I came across a WordPress blog where an enchanting illustration captured my attention.  Posted by the talented artist Alisa Belzil, was a delightful illustration of a precocious little girl dressed in a yellow raincoat splish-splashing in puddles of mud.  Dancing above her head were droplets of rain cheerfully painted in water-color blue. Sadly, the child had no words to say….

From there fate stepped in to begin my journey with Alisa.  1+1=2.  Could this really be true?  What should I do?  As they say, ‘the rest is history.’  Writing is a great love of mine that plopped into my lap many moons ago.  Still, I haven’t published a book in over twenty years.  At the same time, Alisa had never designed or illustrated a book before Babies of Two.  Is it fair to say, we both had a lot to learn?

Alisa is an amazing artist, designer and illustrator.  Most of which I knew from the start, but there was something else hidden beyond her sketch pad and pots of paint.   A common bond between the two of us.  Month after month we focused our passion on the process with one goal in mind, to make our book the very best it could possibly be.  After that, our golden pot at the end of the rainbow was to win the hearts of children and caregivers through heart and humor with sprinkles of love throughout every page.

In the beginning of this project I hoped for pictures to go with words.  At the end, I have a trusted friend.  Yes, I still have trouble unzipping files.  But, I’ve always been very good at math.  1+1=2!

Babies of Two will soon have a special delivery.  They’re available for pre-adoption at Amazon.com, with a due date of November 1st.    Amazon.com/author/2babiesauthor

 

*Please visit Alisa Belzil’s amazing WordPress site at https://sweetafternoons.wordpress.com/ tune into Annette Rochelle Alben’s live radio show (another favorite blogger) this Friday from 1:30-2pm EDT, where I am honored to be her guest. http://www.blogtalkradio.com/themagichappens/2015/10/09/kim-gosselin-and-babies-of-two-on-tell-me-a-story.

Copyright 2015 by Kim Gosselin

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Gifts of Books


Children.  So innocent all around.  Their bodies, minds and spirits flow as rivers to a sea of undiscovered imaginations.

Perhaps it was the snow that triggered this memory from long ago, or maybe it was rushing to grab a cup of coffee before I was out the door.  Years ago, when my youngest son attended kindergarten I still owned a small publishing company producing children’s books targeted to schools.

Once a week, in the afternoon, I stopped by his classroom to help a chosen student write and ‘publish’ a book.  For me, it was a magical time, minutes turning into an hour to strike a rare friendship with a five or six-year-old never met or known before.  Before long, I would get a peek at their inner soul.  Often giggles were shared.  Sometimes tears were shed.

The topic of the book was completely left to the budding author.  Once out of the safety of the classroom, an angelic girl dressed in the latest fashion might begin to fidget in her chair.  Or a boy, warm in a checkered flannel shirt stuffed into jeans would tap his pencil over and over and over again. “What should we write about today?”

We talked about things in ‘their’ world.  Life at home, school and fun stuff like sports, hobbies, collections, pets and family vacations.  Some kids didn’t have the traditional family.  Their parents were divorced or they lived with blended families or sometimes with a grandparent.  I explained how all of these were families too.  I never pried, only listened to what they were willing to tell me.  Most often, what they told me turned into words which made their own unique story.  For the first time, they became real ‘writers’ on those days.

There is one little boy who wrote and illustrated a story I shall never forget.  As soon we pulled our wooden chairs out from the Formica table that winter afternoon he knew what he wanted to write about.  I listened quietly as he began to tell me the story of his loving grandpa.  I got out the pencils and colored markers, the paper and tubes of glitter while he recited his tale.  With each turn of the page, more words were written.  It was not my job to correct spelling or grammar.  This would soon be a book authored by a kindergartner, in all its finished glory.

The little guy with blonde shaggy hair who was dressed in overalls wrote of how his grandpa took him fishing near a fast blue river.  Together, they liked to ride ponies and play cowboys in the woods.  His grandpa liked to lick vanilla ice cream cones on a hill behind his house.  He smoked cigars but never in the house.  His grandpa made funny jokes, tickled him until he giggled and wore scruffy whiskers on his face.  He was his best friend in the whole United States.

“Oh, how lucky you are to have such a fun grandpa.  You must love him very much.”  I remember saying, or something to that effect.  I checked my watch.  Our hour was nearing its end.  Time to staple the cover, add the T.I.T.L.E. together with the proud Author’s name.

“Wait, I’ve got one more picture to draw,” my new friend plaintively said.

I sat watching this endearing little guy who had tremendous love for his grandfather.  Not only did I hear and see it in his words, I felt it from his soul.  He picked up crayons and markers to draw lines in different colors, connecting one to the other.  A long box began to take shape.  Next, a floor lamp appeared at one end of the box.  “What would this be,” I wondered?   The little boy was very quiet…pensive even.

Within seconds I could see.  On a lined paper page, a portrait of a beloved grandpa took shape, laying in a box.  It was a child-like depiction of a casket.  “Grandpa,” I learned through tears and tissues, had recently passed away.  He was very much on this precious child’s mind.  This is what he wanted to write about.  This was going to be his first published book.

All of the children’s stories that year were special.  They were theirs alone, ‘published’ into books right before their eyes.  I still remember each time the last staple clamped down on colorful construction paper covers.  Light shined through on faces of proud innocence as if to say, “I did this!  I wrote and published a book!”

The tangible book is gift to be treasured forever.  Bound pages of paper to hold in the two of your hands.  Run your tips of fingers over printed words while dreaming of the unimaginable.  Oh, what a gift…..

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