Banned Books Week

Posted Sat, 09/22/18

According to the American Library Association (ALA) via their website Banned & Challenged Books:

Banned Books Week (Sept. 23-29, 2018) brings together the entire book community - librarians, booksellers, publishers, journalists, teachers, and readers of all types - in shared support of the freedom to seek and to express ideas, even those some consider unorthodox or unpopular.

The books featured during Banned Books Week have all been targeted with removal or restricted in libraries and schools. By focusing on efforts across the country to remove or restrict access to books, Banned Books Week draws national attention to the harms of censorship.

Banned Books Week 2018

Click here for a list of banned and challenged classic books. Some of the titles may surprise you.

Irish Eyes: Books & Reading

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Editing Stages

Posted Thu, 09/20/18

A few years ago I came across a post at the Karenzo Media blog, which best explains the editing process, my least favorite part of writing. While disliking the process only because it can often become ugly, editing is an absolute necessity. Reading the same thing over and over again is quite mind-numbing, frequently resulting in the loss of basic objectivity. Having an editor is a blessing in disguise, even if you don't like what they have to say on occasion.

From Karenzo Media:

Content editing is done at the rough draft stage of a manuscript. A good content editor will check for style, voice, consistency and overall narrative flow. They will make suggestions as to point of view, character development, audience, plot issues, etc. This is a very in-depth analysis of a manuscript. The content editor is trained to spot inconsistencies and other problematic issues with the construction of the narrative.

Copy editing is the next step in the editorial process. The copy editor is responsible for reviewing grammatical structure of the manuscript, fact checking and overall consistency.

Proofreading is the final stage of the editorial process. Proofreading is done after the rough draft stage. The manuscript has already been reviewed by the content editor for overall narrative flow, and it has been copyedited for serious grammatical issues and correct facts. The proofreader is the final "eye" of the manuscript. They check for typos, anything the copy editor may have missed, layout of the manuscript (are page numbers correct, are paragraphs indented, are fonts consistent, etc.). The proofreader is not the one who will tell you that characters are flat or plot line is skewed. This is sometimes called line editing or final review.

Most readers and non-writers probably assume "editing" is just about proof-reading, but it's obviously much more than that. I'm always grateful for a fresh pair of eyes.

Thanks to Kaz at Karenzo Media for the simple yet excellent insight.

Irish Eyes: Writing

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Smashwords Promotion

Posted Sun, 07/01/18

As part of their 10th annual summer sale, Smashwords is offering discounts on books in their catalog. The promotion runs from July 1-31, 2018.

Four of my books are part of the event:

The promotion is exclusive to the Smashwords store and will not impact prices at other retailers. The coupon codes will only work at Smashwords. The coupon codes will remain valid until July 31, 2018, after which the books will return to their normal prices.

Deborah O'Toole @ Smashwords

A new interview with yours truly is also available at Smashwords >

Happy reading!

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Crypt Writing

Posted Sun, 06/10/18

Excerpt from Chapter Four of "The Crypt Artist" by yours truly with Tracy Jon Powell. (Click on book cover to see larger size in a new window).

Brief synopsis of the story: A near-starving painter finds himself inspired by a group of long-dead classic artists in a rundown loft in Soho, New York.

"The Crypt Artist" by Deborah O'Toole with Tracy Jon Powell. Coming Soon! Click on book cover to see larger size in a new window.

"I TOLD YOU THE MUSIC was a bad idea," Howard Russell Butler snapped in a hushed tone, his dark eyes flashing angrily. "The drunk down the hall heard it, and he came looking for it."

"He's not a drunk," Jeanne Hébuterne whispered. "He's a fine artiste."

"That, my dear, is a matter of opinion."

"And mine counts just as much as yours," she returned crossly.

The light flickered back on in 2E, illuminating the drab, lifeless room in all its neglect. Bookshelves built into the wall were covered in a thick coat of dust, with several electrical wires hanging down from the ceiling. Three old chairs, covered in grimy brocade, were positioned in a circle in the middle of the room. The chairs were arranged around a low, flat coffee table that held a gas lamp and an ancient black wax dictation cylinder.

The ensemble in the room also included five gossamer figures, all of them dressed in clothing from the era in which they came. Three men occupied the chairs, each one regarding the other with vague hostility and skepticism.

A short-statured man in a black wool suit paced the room in a circle, from one end of the space to the other, muttering under his breath as he did so. "This feckin' place is as much a disaster now as it was when I lived here." His Irish brogue became more pronounced as he continued addressing the room in general but no one in particular. "Those bloody Ramsey's never did know their arses from their elbows. What a sorry lot of bumblers."

"Oh do be quiet, Seamus, " Howard barked, his brow furrowing with irritation. "I've heard just about enough of your paddy twaddle."

"Yes, please Seamus, be quiet," Jeanne pleaded softly from her place by the window. "I'm trying to think, and your gabble is making it impossible."

"Well, pardon me," Seamus retorted indignantly, stopping in his pacing to stare at the woman. "Who croaked and made you Queen of Sheba, may I ask?"

Jeanne dipped her head, her long dark brown hair dangling at the sides of her face. "I meant no disrespect," she said, her voice barely a whisper. Her French accent was so thick it was nearly indecipherable. "I'm having a difficult time with my thoughts. Please try to understand."

"Poor little colleen," Seamus clucked sympathetically. "I'm sorry, Jeanne. I keep forgetting your unfortunate dilemma. Will you be forgiving me?"

She looked at him with her doe brown eyes, and sighed tremulously. "Oui, Monsieur O'Leary." With that, she turned to face the window again, her thin hands touching the cracked and dirty pane. She began to roll back and forth on the balls of her feet, a slight moan coming from her lips. And so she always remained, until she was driven to interact with her strange companions once more.

Seamus resumed his pacing, muttering under his breath again. "The feckin' shyte I have to endure just to gather me own thoughts . . ."

"The pair of them are as mad as the march hare," observed John Quidor, a tall, devilishly handsome specter with black hair and dark green eyes. His gaze went to Jeanne by the window, taking in her beautiful hair and slightly swaying body.

 "Let's get back to the problem at hand," Howard said crisply. "The drunk down the hall nearly caught us out."

"It's not going to happen," John disagreed, his eyes leaving Jeanne at the window and instead focusing on Howard. "You may not want to face facts, Howie, but we're as dead as doornails. We're just ghosts, sitting around in this vile little room. The drunk can never catch us out, as you implied. It's logistically impossible."

"He heard the music," Howard insisted, his glare turning to the pacing Irishman. "All because Seamus wanted to listen to Shadows of the Night."

Seamus paused in his pacing again, returning Howard's glare. "The music is a memory from the lad's childhood. What's the harm in it?"

"And how do you know it's a childhood memory for him?" Howard prodded.

Seamus resumed his pacing. "I'm Irish, my good man. We have ways and means into the souls of others."

"What a load of codswallop!" John broke in with a laugh. "More of your Irish blarney, no doubt."

"May the lamb of God stir his hoof through the roof of heaven and kick you in the arse down to hell," Seamus responded with glee.

"Even more of your heathen gibberish, Seamus?"

"I'll leave that for you to decide, ya feckin' gobshite," Seamus hissed.

"Enough!" Howard roared angrily, annoyed with the pointless banter. He turned his head to stare at Seamus. "Do you know something we don't?"

"The lad you refer to as the drunk needs our help," Seamus said plainly. "And we're going to give it to him."

"The Crypt Artist" cover designed by Deborah O'Toole (all sizes and related logos). Book Cover Photo: Jeanne Hébuterne (1898–1920) image source (Galerie André Roussard, Montmartre); date of image unknown. The image is in the public domain in the United States of America, which applies to U.S. works where copyright has expired because its first publication occurred prior to January 1, 1923.

I'm hoping to finish "The Crypt Artist" this year, with a release date sometime in 2019.

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Ghostly Goodies

Posted Sun, 05/13/18

I've gone mad over this band:

Ghost. Click on image to view larger size in a new window.

Photo (c) Getty Images. Click on image to view larger size in a new window.

Ghost comes from Sweden, formed in 2006. Their music is mostly hard rock with a demonically gothic twist, although some of the gentler songs are melodic and haunting. There is also a dash of eerie symbolic Catholicism thrown into the mix.

The lead singer is Tobias Forge, while the rest of the band members are known as the "Nameless Ghouls."

Rock and roll spooky is definitely my cup of tea, so yes my weirdness continues unabated.

The Devil Hath Departed

Posted Sat, 05/05/18

In Loving Memory: Kiki (2006-2018)

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