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Don't make your books into trailer trash

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Welcome to  Rachel Bostwick , the designer of all my book trailers and also an author in her own right, who's accepted my invitation to share some tips for authors on making pro book trailers. Rachel's website Graphic designer by day, aspiring novelist by night, R. L. Wicke explores the fullness of life set against the compelling beauty of a post-apocalyptic Earth. Her writing has been described as rich and filled with reverence for the characters who struggle and fight at the end of one world and the beginning of the next. She lives in Amish Country, PA with her husband, a million cats, and four feral children. She seeks to help out fellow writers and lovers of fiction by offering her pro design skills and her natural talent for encouragement. I need intro music for Rachel and she is just the right person to choose it. What would you like as your theme, Rachel, and why? My husband would choose  Little Miss Can’t Be Wrong  by the Spin Doctors.  He always gives me ...

The Princess' 9th Birthday Celebration

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9 years ago today, a puppy was born  on a farm in the Pyrenees.  For some reason, her choosing fell through. She was still playing with her siblings when someone on her breeder’s waiting list phoned for news of the next litter and said ‘We’ll take her.’  Jean and Blanche's family at the Neouvielle kennels The masters-to-be drove for 5 hours to fetch her and 5 hours home. Then they suffered hours of BĂ©arnaise folk songs howled until no-one could bear any more and a compromise on sleeping-place was negotiated (the puppy chose her place and the people got some sleep). And so Blanche-Neige de NĂ©ouvielle arrived like an avalanche into our lives.   You always think that having had dogs prepares you for the next one. It doesn’t. If you’re lucky enough to have known the friendship of an old dog, you are doubly unprepared for the next puppy, lulled into a false sense of expertise. It’s like childbirth; if anyone remembered what it was really like, no-one would do it twice. An...