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We’re 250!!

27/5/2019

We’re 250!!

That is, the FlaxFlower review page has just published its 250th review.

The process usually begins when I receive a request from an author to have her or his book featured on the FlaxFlower page. I respond to the author, sending the FlaxFlower rules and asking for the needed information. Then I try to match the book with the reading likes of one of my much valued team of reviewers, offer it to them and, when I’m successful, arrange for the book to be sent to me. I send it on to the reviewer.
Yes, this double-handling takes more of my time, but an important FlaxFlower rule is that the author and the reviewer do not know each other. The author doesn’t learn the reviewer’s identity till the review is published - to ensure a robust and impartial review.
When the review arrives I submit it to the author, or their publicity agent, for approval – a matter of yes go ahead and publish it, or no don’t publish. I give that choice because my intention with FlaxFlower is to support my fellow NZ authors – I don’t wish to work against anyone. Some writers take up the option not to publish, so the number of reviews I have handled is higher than 250.
Then it’s a matter of posting the review on my site, letting all on my posting list know it’s there, putting notification on the Flaxroots Facebook page, and tweeting about it to bring the review to more readers’ notice.
From start to finish, each one takes many hours of my time, and sometimes I wonder why I keep on doing it. Most authors are grateful, and that’s what keeps me going. That and the increasing number requesting reviews. There are now too many to take them all on, so some books don’t get accepted.
But I'm not the only one who works to make this successful. The wonderful FlaxFlower reviewers put in their time and their expertise – continuing thanks to you all!
And everyone who takes the time to read these reviews, buys a book or requests it from a library – you all do your part.
New Zealand authors work hard to produce a large number of excellent books – they deserve support.

Please go to the FlaxFlower page to see review #250

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indieBRAG

6/4/2019

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Don’t you love this graphic/meme/picture/whatever you want to call it!
As soon as I saw it, it made me smile.
So I thought I’d share it here.
It came from the organization indieBRAG, Book Readers Appreciation Group (B.R.A.G.) that "recognizes and promotes quality self-published books".
You can learn more about them at:
Website www.bragmedallion.com
Facebook https://www.facebook.com/Indiebrag/

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The little nation that could, and can, and will

24/3/2019

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With thanks, and in response to, so many people from so many countries
who have sent messages of regret and goodwill.

Nine days ago our country was rocked by an event that few here expected would ever happen in Aotearoa-New Zealand. Even though we’re not so naïve to believe it’s perfect, we Kiwis often refer to this place as ‘God’s Own’ or ‘Godzone’.
     As the perpetrator of this horrendous event apparently made clear before he carried it out, he chose New Zealand as the place for his hate-inspired action for the very reason that most here would think it would be the very last part of the world it could occur. In that belief alone, he was right, which made us wrong. Hence the shockwave that resounded through the country, and will continue to do so.
     When, on that first dreadful day, I heard of his statement that his purpose was to send a warning to the Muslim world that if this could happen to their people here they were not safe anywhere, I knew he had failed to understand the mind of New Zealanders.
     He was too young to know that we are the people who, in 1981, stopped a rugby tour in order to demonstrate to South Africa we did not agree with its policy of apartheid.
     And he was too young to know that this is not the first time Aotearoa-New Zealand has experienced international terrorism on our shores. Thirty-four years ago the French government sent a team of secret agents to bomb the Greenpeace vessel, Rainbow Warrior, in Auckland Harbour in order to stop it leading a flotilla in protest at nuclear testing at Mururoa atoll in French Polynesia. That time too the planners underestimated the reaction of our citizens.
     On that occasion, so incensed were we that our land had been made the scene of such an abhorrent deed, and so indignant that our sovereignty had been breached, that the population rose as one against the act. Within days some of the agents were arrested to be put on trial.
     Even more spectacular was the way the population rallied in support of the planned protest. People who had barely thought of the issues before, flocked to donate money, goods, ships to make the voyage, so it could go ahead. This little-nation-that-could stood against larger powers, in solidarity with its smaller South Pacific island nations, and passed nuclear-free legislation, a stance that is still supported fiercely.
   It was not the place of this recent terrorist to try to overthrow our policy to allow immigrants to become citizens of this country. By doing so, he flouted the hospitality he himself had been shown as a visitor here.
     If he knew us, he would have known how New Zealanders of every faith and none, would strip gardens and florists bare of flowers to place in front of mosques and Islamic centres around the country, how we would stand outside those places to ensure that those inside could pray in safety. He could have foreseen that Kiwi women, heads scarf-covered, would stand alongside their Muslim ‘sisters’.
     He might have known that at so many of those gatherings a haka, either rehearsed or spontaneous, would demonstrate the fervour of our intent. Anyone visiting these shores should never, ever, underestimate the power and the warning of the haka.
     From his cell in solitary confinement this murderer won’t know of the events of the days that followed – how people would embrace Muslims in the street, invite their neighbours into their homes. He will be ignorant of the rallies as people massed to state their opposition to his hate. He would not know that those martyred were buried at the state’s expense, and of the multi-million dollars collected to help their families. On the following Friday as the nation stopped to remember, he didn’t hear the Islamic call to prayer broadcast on National Radio, but by default he joined in the two-minute silence observed across Aotearoa.
     If this murderer had thought of the reactions around this country he might have thought again about coming here on his mission of hate. As it is, he has made us more united.

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To the unnamed woman who…

13/3/2019

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In my previous blog (see below) I mentioned International Women’s Day.
On the afternoon of the day, while I did some tidying in the garden, I listened to National Radio here in New Zealand.
The announcer gave the day good coverage and asked people to send in nominations for the woman they felt deserved more recognition than she received – presumably in her lifetime or since.
Names were forthcoming and, while busy with trowel and rake, I heard of women who invented things, who worked for reform in a specific area, or otherwise made some contribution to the world. That’s great, they should all be remembered for what they achieved – often against the odds because of societal pressure.
At the same time, I felt a growing sadness that maybe we were partly missing the point. The women nominated are remembered. Knowledge of them lives on in records. We know their names. Most likely, they could act as they did because they were privileged women – educated, in a situation where they could make some mark and be acknowledged for it.
I found myself thinking of the millions of unnamed women we will never know anything about – women who toiled all their lives just to survive, and probably to ensure that others did also.
Perhaps I’d nominate the pioneer woman who accompanied her husband to an unknown land away from all she knew and bore the brunt of the hardship. A woman who had 15 children, one a year, without any relief from pain or release from the day’s work, who watched the majority of them die of various illnesses, and who herself died, worn out, in childbirth.
Who was she? I don’t know. That’s the point. There will be not one but many whose life followed a similar pattern.
And across the globe, over centuries past, millions of non-privileged, ordinary, women lived lives marked by other circumstances we might now consider extraordinary. We don’t know the names, but they too deserve more recognition than they have received.
So, here’s to the unnamed woman who…

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2 days dear to my heart

7/3/2019

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I see there are two notable specially designated days this week – World Book Day, and International Women’s Day – both marking concepts very dear to my heart.

Today, on World Book Day, relevant participating organizations aim to give every child and young person a book of their own.

I contributed by posting a bag of children’s books I’d bought a while ago for gifts, to a whanau group hoping to mark the day in that way. Very nice books they were – they’ll be lucky children who get them. And I like to think they, their children, the country, will benefit in the future if the recipients learn to love and appreciate reading. Win-win-win!
Everyone can help today, or any day, by reading a story to a child.

Tomorrow, March 8, it’s International Women’s Day.
This year’s theme for the day is #BalanceforBetter – building a gender-balanced world. I’ve been working for that aim all my life. Over the decades I’ve seen improvements, so I’ll spend the day reflecting on and celebrating that.
This is a principle that can’t be left to one day in a year. For the next 356 I’ll be doing my bit, however I can, to make sure I can celebrate it even more confidently next year.

In 1893 one of my women ancestors signed the Women’s Suffrage petition that made New Zealand the first country to grant women the vote, and bring in universal suffrage. It’s a legacy I, my sisters, our children and grandchildren are very proud of, and we’re not letting her down.

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Despite requests...

26/2/2019

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It’s nice to have feedback – at least it lets me know I’m not talking to myself here. So, thanks for that.
However, despite requests, no, I won’t supply a list of the books I set aside unfinished last year (see blog below).
I’m not in the game of pulling down another’s work in public. If I don’t rate a book highly that’s a judgment I make for myself, knowing that others may well appreciate it more than I did.
Also, any author knows the amount of thought and work that goes into writing a book and that should make one hesitant to dismiss another’s industry without explanation and justification.
Writer Olin Miller said,
"Writing is the hardest way of earning a living -
with the possible exception of wrestling alligators."
Best wishes to all who are wrestling with a manuscript right now.

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Books that disappoint

18/2/2019

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Speaking of New Year – well, I did in my last blog (see below) – I looked back to see what I resolved a year and a bit ago. I see it included –
…
I’m looking forward to [the reading] the coming year will bring my way, and anticipating discovering enough literary gems to provide frequent highlights..
Resolution 2 – in the case of books that disappoint, make an early decision to abandon them, rather than keep reading in the hope they’ll improve.

Did I keep to my resolution and do that? Yes, I did.
In 2018 I read 75 books. These covered fiction and non-fiction, in a variety of genres – contemporary and historical novels, thrillers, humour, collections of short stories, fantasy, even a paranormal or two.
In addition, I started another 14 that I put aside when, after giving them more than a fair chance.
Years of experience reading and assessing books and manuscripts, told me they were unlikely to improve. Whereas in the past I’ve always felt obliged to carry on to the end, I now know there’s little likelihood I’ll be rewarded for it, so I put them aside. With some regret that they didn’t deliver, but I figure that with so many books available to be read, there’s no point in wasting time persevering with those don’t shape up.
On my kindle I have a virtual shelf where I’ve placed these titles. One day, with a few clicks, I’ll remove the lot. At least I’ll be glad that in the case of my copies, no paper was involved.

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New beginnings

9/2/2019

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I’ve always liked new beginnings.
       The anticipation and then the experience of trying and learning about something new, be it a skill or place, presents something of a challenge it’s good to meet. Even packing up and moving to a new town doesn’t invoke in me the thought of dread others speak of.
       So taking down the spent calendar and replacing it with a new one at New Year can also be a satisfying action – the ruling-off of what is past and setting one’s sights on what is ahead.
       What I like about New Year is that if you look forward to it you can have more than one go at it.
       At midnight on 31stDecember I watched fireworks over Auckland harbour, viewable at a distance from our lounge window, then went to bed happy that a line was drawn separating what was 2018 from what, I hoped, would prove to be a better 12 months ahead than the one just past. That’s the hopeful anticipation.
       Now, thanks to the Chinese astrological reckoning, at this time of year I can do something similar by watching a lion dance and saying goodbye to the year of the Dog while looking forward to what the Year of the Pig has in store.
Why stop there! Next month at the Autumn/Spring solstice, when several other calendars traditionally began, I can stop and start again if I wish. In Iran, Afghanistan, and some other countries around the northern part of the globe where west meets east it’s the beginning of the calendar for them. I’ll celebrate yet another New Year with my Iranian and Baha’i friends.
       Looking even further ahead, there’s opportunity for more such occasions that I can celebrate if I feel the need for a yet another time of renewal.
       The Gregorian system is just one way of ordering time, after all.
       So, whenever you choose to celebrate it, Happy New Year to you. May the next undefined period bring you progress, pleasure, and peace.

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Thank you reviewers everywhere

7/1/2019

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⬅ That’s me, blushing.
I’ve seen the first review for my new book
These Islands Here –
Short stories of the South Pacific

And no, it’s not from a relative or close friend. Or someone I've contracted in any way. It’s unsolicited, from a person I’ve never met, at least in person.
   She's an author in Atlanta, USA – we follow each other on social media. Robyn has rated it 5* on Goodreads, posted on twitter “You'll get hooked after the first story! Outstanding!” then messaged me “I love the stories! Leaving me wanting more!!!”
So now I’m basking in a lovely, warm glow.
It’s a very hard thing to do, to put one’s creative work in front of the public, to have it assessed by people who you hope will appreciate it. Authors love to hear about it when you do.
  Post a good review, or even just a rating, on a review site such as Amazon.com or Goodreads.com and they’ll be delighted that all the time and skill they’ve put into its creation, often over years, has made someone care enough to take a moment to tell them, and tell others.
Thank you, Robyn, for doing that.
   And thank you, all other readers who do the same.

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