Starting today June 15, 2013, my very first collection of poetry and Artwork is free to download off of Amazon.com’s kindle. It is called,”Sex in the kitchen sink: Poetry and Art.” The promo will last 5 days from today 6/15/13-6/19/13.
Here is a direct link to download a copy: http://www.amazon.com/Sex-kitchen-sink-poetry-ebook/dp/B00AY8B0ES/ref=sr_1_5_title_1_kin?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1371349813&sr=1-5
June 22-26th, On the brink: Vol One will have a free download promo on kindle.
June 26-27 Art before words will have a brief 48 hour promo.
June 28-July 2 On the Brink : vol 2 will have a free kindle download promotion.
July 4-July 8 Mythology seen through metaphor: word salad 1.5 will be on promo.
July 13-July 17 Dreamcatcher and other poems, will have a free promo period on kindle.
August 16-August 20th Butterfly Rimmed eyeglasses and the trouble with Tuesdays will be also availoable to download for free.
August 25-August 29, 2013 There will be a free kindle promotion of the poetry and art chapbook called, “Lavender Surprise.”
To take advantage of all or any of these free promo days please visit my Authors page at amazon.com – that link is : http://www.amazon.com/author/emilysturgill.
Also it would mean the world to me if you do download something, even if its free, would you consider leaving a review on amazon.com for me? Reviews help me piece together,
areas in which i need improvement or areas that i excel at. Reviews also help me in general during the non-promotional periods with other potential readers or buyers of my work.
Just simply giving your opinion is easy enough to do. And even if itsa negative review, there is something i can learn from. If it is a positive review, even better!!! Just be honest and speak your mind, whatever you think, it would help me a great deal!!! I am still very new to self-publishing. And even new to blogging-i only started this blog in nov 2012.
It was a nice suprise when other writers started subscribing to my blog! I was thrilled to even have 20 followers-now i have lost count-but quite a few. My readers in what inspired me to publish my first artist and poetry chapbook, ” Sex in the kitchen Sink: poems and artwork .”by Emily H. Sturgill. If you have not read it, get a free copy today!!
Apparently, they only called to say that they,
“like” me, but not enough to actually “hire” me.
Whipee! I have gotten my fair share of phone calls,
that fall into this category.
She wanted to keep my application on file for future
reference-(so they reject me again? oh boy!) Sure is how I answered.
She also wanted to pass my application along,
to other agencies that they work with-
Sure, great, I said-
as I could feel my brain on meltdown,
the feeling of dread…nobody ever is going to hire me?
As much, as i try to remain focused and positive,
I keep getting massive and multiple rejections,
at each and every fork in the world…
At the end of our conversation, she could not wait
to tell me what an “awesome artist” I am.
Very talented. Not everybody is so lucky.
as an art therapist, i really disregarded, the compliment.
I felt literally-and still feel-that that is total bullshit.
I did not verbally say that to her,
instead I explained as an Art therapist, I believe that
Everybody has the power to make art- all it takes is practice.
No, no, no she assured me, “You have a Gift.”
Well yes, I do. I have the gift of never finding a damn job…
I’ve been looking over 18 months.
I am either OVER-qualified OR UNDER-qualify.
I can never get it right.
Getting so frustrated,
just wanna give up this dumb fight.
Excitement drips through the air;
like liquid curiosity.
Excitement lingers sweetly,
like a musky perfume I cannot get rid of.
The waiting is like walking on eggshells.
The cliches are rampant,
filling my head with half-truths,
and half-forgotten phrases.
Waiting for my phone to ring (again)…
Hopeful that maybe, just maybe,
it could be good-no wait-great news!!!
The excitement comes in waves-
tension, built of nervous energy, and anticipation,
for the unexpected….
They called me once, and I missed their call.
I gave a call back and left a message.
Will i hear back before 5 pm?
I really do not know, slipping and sliding,
onto the edge of anticipation.
The question remains, will i finally get
a job or not???
were on the telephone,
when i mentioned my husband and self-
maybe seeking an annulment
in order to get a portion of my social security
She was furious with me.
She gave me a huge angry lecture,
citing the importance of Love,
and the sanctity of marriage.
It come out of nowhere,
this fright train of outrage.
She stream-rolled me, with
I would not end my marriage-
over such a small amount of money Emily.
this she said with words made of bees
not of honey….her quick judgement of me.
This extra amount of money would be
in fact quite insignificant to my sister.
Yet compared to us and all of our struggles;
Her and her husband live on the high horse-
She herself has never even acquired a
4 year bachelors degree-yet she has made it-
achieving much, in the world of hospital administration.
She was lucky to achieve so much with so little education-
just the sweat of her brow and making it up the
food chain by sheer hard work and lots of luck.
Myself, I hold a high school diploma, a bachelors degree in Fine Arts,
and a Masters Degree in Education: Art Ed and Art Therpy-
I also hold an unraveling mind
trapped beneath the glass,
of mental illness.
I too, have worked very hard for everything that life has given me.
The difference of course, is i roughly earn
only 6,000$ per year from ssdi.
She I am sure earns well over 50,000$
plus her spouse also works-he is a republican,
a private businessman.
My spouse works too, yet barely above
the minimum wage. He cuts meat for a living,
a honest job-yet does not count as high paying.
I do not consider us to be “greedy”people.
I also do not consider us to be”godless”.
he is an atheist and I am Wiccan.
She was attacking me,
verbally on the grounds of the sanctity of marriage & her ugly limited,
view of her God-not mine-not understanding-
I no longer follow her bible-
the law she swallows,
things we were taught as small children.
These beliefs instilled in her outrage,
that i could consider ending a loving marriage
just to earn a increase in monthly benefits…
She has not walked a mile in my shoes.
She does not understand how difficult it can be-
to subside on only $6,000 for an entire year.
Yes, I am married.
Yes, I do love my husband.
But is it wrong for me to want better for us?
When i have been looking for even a part-time job,
for over 18 months….
had countless interviews,
but no callbacks…
is it wrong for me to end a formality,
a paper contract between he and i,
that would increase my SSDI benefits,
by over double the amount they are now?
Is it fair to my husband,
that he pay for everything
and I do not pay my share?
She advised me to simply quit smoking.
This is a brilliant idea-
I often encounter by non-smokers.
As if it were simply that easy to stop?
Besides even if I did quit that would only free up 350-400$ per month.
Nothing like, the over $800 in benefits, i lost
by marrying my heart, true love, the man of my dreams.
At the time, I did not think losing,
all that money would be so hard.
At the time, just over 2 years ago,
I thought i would earn a nice income-
from a masters degree in art therapy.
but i did not.
and now, my older sister berates me,
on the importance of the sanctity of marriage,
and the strength of marriage vows.
Please do not beat me up with guilt,
over your limited and narrow definition of God.
That is not my God nor my Goddess.
We believe in separate things entirely.
Your ugly, limited view of God and all that
that must contain.
Beating me up with the Religion of my childhood,
Trying to prevent me from committing an unknown sin.
Your God is not my God.
My God does not sit upon a shelf,
trapped between ivory pages
of a little yet well known book-
that is used in many purposes to do more harm than good.
a powerful poetry piece here: written by hasty words
Well I just started this blog back in Nov 2012. I first began self-publishing poetry and artist chapbooks in Jan 2013. Since then I have written nine more books-for a total of ten. Eight of my book are poetry and Artist chapbooks. One is a personal memoir, on battling mental illness most of my life and my latest book focuses mostly on just my artwork-only a small sample.
For more info on my books you can visit : http://sexinthekitchensink.wix.com/books-by-emily or visit my Authors page at Amazon.com.
That link is http://www.amazon.com/author/emilysturgill
Up until this point, I have only had 3 different readers write reviews of my books and all were blessed for me, very very positive.
Today however I got my first negative review. It was on my memoirs which are still currently free to download if this has any interest to you. It can be directly downloaded here: http://www.amazon.com/Memoirs-Recalled-Madness-ebook/dp/B00C145EOU/ref=la_B00B1GC5LY_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1369016341&sr=1-3
This is day 3 of my 5 day promo. The negative review was very harsh, even though as an Artist, and a person with a B.F.A-I have a semi-thick skin-all those artist critiques….ahhh…gotta be professional and maintain distance to your work. I also recently, about a year ago received a Masters of Education Degree, with a Major in Art ed and a concentration in Art Therapy. Grad school is no-cake-walk. Writing a Masters Level thesis is not easy. So I think I write pretty decent or why else would i be bothering to write at all??
To write this blog, to write 10 books in 4 months…Her review cited many grammar errors, and she claimed she could not read past the first ten pages due to said errors, and obviously I need a professional editor…she called my memoirs a “train-wreck.”
I do not know the motives of this person, but I am currently permanently disabled due to a serious mental illness and sustain myself on a mere 525$ per month. I have no money for a professional editor. I would rather be judged on the content of my story then punctuation-if my writing was a “train-wreck.” then they would have never allowed me to graduate from a University’s Master’s Program. I have had 151 free downloads in 3 days-how horrid could my writing possibly be?
I do encourage reader reviews very much, even if they are bad because that motivates me to improve my writing skills and techniques.
But I am feeling so defensive, upset and broken-hearted I cannot see straight, I’m sure by tomorrow I will re-evaluate, that nobody including myself is perfect and besides that is merely one person’s point of view. 4 reviews-3 were great but one was devastating.
I am hoping that maybe some of you downloaded it and will read it and decided to write a different sort of review. Perhaps my story will touch your heart or touch you someplace deep inside, where you could relate?
But to negate, an entire 83 page book, based on some comma errors, or misplaced hyphens in the first ten pages seems ridiculous to me. I’m embarrassed, shamed and very angry too. She bought the paperback version-apparently. So she spent $15.99 +shipping and handling + taxes-and she cannot bear to read past the first ten pages-not because my story sucks-but because you do not like where I placed my commas?? Really? If I buy a book, then I’m gonna read it-eventually no matter what-and I do not write reviews of things I downloaded or purchased from Amazon if I did not even read the whole thing…WTH?
Maybe I’m just uber-bipolar-crazy-sensitive but this is the review she gave me -what do you guys think-is this a helpful review??
2.0 out of 5 stars
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2.0 out of 5 stars Atrocious Grammar! May 19, 2013
This story itself seems okay–considering the fact that I didn’t finish the book–but after reading the first ten pages and finding dozens of grammatical, punctuational, and even typographical errors, I simply cannot continue to read this English language train wreck. It is painfully clear that nobody edited this book. I don’t consider myself to be an expert in the field of grammar and punctuation, but when I cannot concentrate on a plot due to the multitude of errors, then there is a problem. Em dashes, semicolons, and commas are all incorrectly used, just to name a few glaring examples. Please consider this my appeal to the author to have corrections made, then re-release your book.
I have not gotten any more tattoos since my last major mania in summer 2007.
I have one, in mind, i have wanted a really long time. It’s of a tarot card from the very first tarot deck i ever owned. My husband is against this because he claims that the Tarot freaks some people out AND while i know he is right, the inner gypsy in me cannot stop longer for this tattoo. His other argument is invalid-it concerns my ability to get a job. The reason that that argument is completely invalid is i already have tattoos all over my arms which when and if employed i will have to cover anyways-so one more on my arm, will not make a difference to anybody but me, and i feel it would make me happy. Because I have wanted this tattoo for a very long time now.
My loving hubby has no room to critque, argue, or talk anyways. The guy has an entire sleeve tattoo on his right arm and an entire back piece too. Part of why i fell heads over heels for him was all his tattoos-he has way more than i do, and it makes me feel left out.
My sister-in law, does tattoos-she did my last one in fact. I just do not know if she would be willing to do another, because i have no job, i cannot pay her anything. I offered to “barter” a painting in exchange-we’ll see-she probably will say no. But its worth a shot. Geez, its been 6 years since i got any new ink.
This is a beautiful poem, written by one of the bloggers i follow here- black and write. I encourage you to read this. It sounds a very important message on the nature of how we treat women in this country in general. The sexual revolution may have started back in the 60s or 70s but we are still fighting it-most women do not realize it-but we still are-in very many ways. feminism is not dead-its sleeping.