A Bit O' the Irish for Everyone!

I'll make this short-n-sweet: Top O' the Mornin'! Or whatever time of day it is when you read this. 

We're celebrating me dear Grandpa Connelly's heritage -- and let's face it, no matter what your ancestors' culture, everyone is a wee bit o' Irish today.

This quickie note is just to regale you with a fun list of links to Irish sites, personally selected by yours truly, that will provide Irish fodder for your Erin Go Bragh get-togethers. Witty sayings, Irish lore and legend, and even wonderful wee gifts from the Leprechauns! Click on the shamrock!

I have no connection to any of these sites or owners -- other than we share a love for everything Irish. This information is for your pleasure and entertainment any time you feel like wearin' the green!


(I reviewed again, all of the links to ensure their current status, but of course, I cannot take any responsibility [or credit!] for any anomalies you might encounter.)

Publishing’s Redheaded Stepchild Waiting in the Wings for Center Stage

Yes, Self Publishing thrives! In spite of its beer bubbles in publishing's wine tasting room.

Four years ago I wrote “Publishing’s Death Knell Premature" (01/01/09),  about the redheaded stepchild of the book industry: Self Publishing. Of course, I’m using the term “self publishing” as the masses do – ANY form of publishing that is not through a traditional publisher.

I know, I know, that is not correct – have you tried changing public perception lately? (Click here if you want to know the difference between forms of publishing.)

So, let’s pretend this is January 1, 2013 again – seriously, I meant to write this then – after four years we can attest that the industry has indeed, changed. Not news. But the stagnation of self publishing’s image is.

After four long, recessionary years in which self publishing has exploded, unlike other industries, a recent journalist’s query requested to connect with “authors who have not yet been signed to a publisher,” still assuming all authors have the desire to sell their souls to a traditional publisher. I nearly choked on my coffee (OK, it may have been beer … don’t recall what time of the day).