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Wednesday, July 29, 2015

A Discussion with BethAnn Beuler



Author BIO

BethAnn Buehler's world revolves around her family, her friends, her faith and her love of writing. When she's not writing, in her studio creating the latest craft project sensation, driving carpool or checking email, she can most often be found having breakfast at a local restaurant with her parents, enjoying a caramel latte with her girlfriends or neglecting her responsibilities as a wife and mother because she's thinking about her next story.

BethAnn switched to the inspirational side of the romance pond after taking serious stock of her writing career and rebalancing her personal priorities. She gets most of her ideas from talking with her friends about what everyone really wants for Christmas---a little bit of hope for a brighter tomorrow and someone to hold hands with on the journey.

BethAnn accepted her first publishing contract in March of 2010. BethAnn is a member of the Indianapolis Writer's Group as well as Romance Writers of America and American Christian Fiction Writers. She lives with her awesome husband, handsome teenage son and four rotten Silky Terriers.

To find out more about BethAnn and her current works, please visit her at her blog: bethannbuehler.blogspot.com, on Facebook: Author Bethann Buehler, or contact her via Email at babwrites@gmail.com or blogging about a myriad of topics with her writing sisters at scriptchics.blogspot.com

You can find BethAnn’s work at the following:

Amazon.com     AllRomanceebooks.com     BarnesandNoble.com


Rogue Nation, releasing August 10th…


Well overdue for rest and relaxation, Gunnery Sergeant Brogan Baker’s four man MARSOC team sets out on a command ordered vacation in hopes of escaping the string of bad luck that’s been plaguing them over the course of the past few months. Bad intel, faulty reports, and missing operatives have followed them through three missions and quite honestly, Brogan’s not sure if he’s coming or going. Add in the one phone call he’s been dreading for years and he’s beginning to fully understand why some guys choose the easy road out of the Corps: UA. He’d like nothing more than to fade to gray and blend in somewhere far away. Fat chance. As it turns out, the teams’ vacationing skills aren’t currently much better than their operational skills and before they’ve even had time to think bikinis and beers, they have a sick woman on their hands, the two youngest members of the team are knee deep in trouble with the oldest, and a report and muster message flashes across Brogan’s beeper.

Being a female marine isn’t easy for Staff Sergeant Allison Blaise. Choosing a life all about proving herself worthy of the title one of the few and the proud alongside her male counterparts, Alli volunteers for every special assignment that comes down the pipeline. Quite frankly, she’s in the top three in her field and that has someone scared and on the defensive. Alli reads intelligence like no-one’s business, speaks several languages, and is certified to take out the enemy utilizing no less than a dozen methods if necessary. But none of that is of much help when her insertion team deserts her and her extraction team is a no show. Pinned down in enemy territory and enslaved to a band of Somali pirates, her go-to attitude has landed her a stay as a prisoner, and her captors have her on the brink of cracking. Then along comes Brogan Baker, her superior, her savior, and a man who could destroy so much more of her than a few terrorists managed.

Courage, honor, and commitment are the rules Alli and Brogan have lived by since signing on the dotted line, but as evidence surrounding the botched missions they’ve had to clean up continues to build around them, they learn not all their fellow marines follow the same code. While they’d like to hate each other to preserve their hearts, avoiding each other is impossible as it will take all their skills combined to isolate the enemy and contain a nation gone rogue.


 The Men of Faith Series 

Charity 12, Book three in the series...(Coming winter, 2015...)


After years of playing gatekeeper for the people he cares for most and watching several of his best friends marry and start their families, Burke Miller suddenly feels like the old man at the party. While he doesn’t have trouble getting a date, Burke’s never met anyone that’s caused him to consider risking it all.

Abigail Foster didn’t mean to ruin her life. She didn’t mean to watch her home burn to the ground as she faded into the blackness of that night, never to be heard from again, as the result of her addiction. And she certainly didn’t expect to see steel blue eyes staring back at her through the darkened windows of a limousine as she scrounged for food on the side of the road.

When a successful attorney meets a homeless woman on the cold streets of Indianapolis, all becomes fair in games of chance and it’s anybody’s guess as to who’ll be left holding the winning hand.

   

Hope 22, Book one in the series… (Now Available)

In the aftermath of losing his wife and unborn son, professional quarterback Brody Jackson turns to his faith, making a vow to live a life that will honor those he’s lost. Yet on a field of endeavor where outrageous antics get a player noticed and if it feels good, do it often seems to be the maxim, walking the straight and narrow path can be a hard thing for a guy to do.

Whitney Ryan is in the mother of all slumps, struggling to watch as her player ranking dips into double digits. With three weeks to go until she’s slated for her next tournament, Whitney would rather be anywhere than on the tennis court and under her mother’s constant glare. When Whitney decides to run away from her responsibilities, her resolve is firm—she doesn’t need anyone getting in her way, especially a know-it-all with problems of his own.

When two household names holding widely varying views on how to live life in the spotlight and measure success are thrown together, is there any hope they can call a time out and find middle ground?

  

Faith 15, Book two in the series… (Now Available)

Cooper Hensen is back in the Midwest, a place that holds haunting memories for him. Worse, he’s been labeled the newcomer, the guy now responsible for replacing a pro bowl, quarterback superstar destined for the hall of fame. And while the other guy’s name graces everything around the city from a children’s hospital to a golf course and philanthropic foundation, people keep misspelling Cooper’s, driving him crazy. Twice in as many weeks he’s heard his neighbor, a die-hard other guy fan, refer to him as Copper. Seriously?

Cali Carter is a hard charging, no non-sense district attorney determined to clean up the city of Indianapolis. But lately things have shifted and she’s felt torn between her work and the position she fought so hard to achieve, and helping her sister, who’s struggling to manage her own young family and run the small cafĂ© where she’s invested all of her heart, not to mention her life savings.

When a bossy, quick thinker who likes to fix things meets a man with incredible potential clouded by a haunted past, can two household names find a balance of power within their relationship and share the spotlight?



Short stories now available… 


Jake & Haley, Chicago Couples, Part 1…

If you survive...

When Haley Ellis is left for dead, she knows her life will never be the same. The public face of the largest fashion house in North America, Haley has fallen out of favor with the powers that be, the advertising execs seeking a much younger woman to take her place in the spotlight. Haley never dreamed she’d be washed up at the tender age of twenty-six.

Can you rebuild?

Jake Austin has given up trying to force relationships. While he longs for someone to share his life with, Jake’s content growing his private therapy practice and helping his dad keep the family recycling business in the black.

Or is it worth the risk?

When a chance trip to the wrong side of town on a frigid Chicago morning brings   Jake and Haley together, there’s a moment when Jake believes fate might just be on his side. But two white lies, one favor, and an empty hospital bed later, Jake realizes he’s the one that’s been left this time. And that really stinks because Jake knows first hand no one deserves to be thrown away.


No Ordinary Witch

Abigail Bartlett hates being a witch. While she loves her grandmother, Margaret Bristol Bartlett, Abigail is frustrated that the older woman would bestow her with powers that Abigail has no plans of using. But Margaret knows the family secret. No Bartlett witch who has passed away can rest in peace until a centuries long feud between the Bartlett women and the Griggs men can be resolved, a feud that started in Salem, Massachusetts in 1692.

Grier Griggs is trying to get to New York for Christmas but he's in no big hurry. Although he promised his mother, the last thing he wants to do is go hang out with the Griggs clan. Grier happens to play professional football but outside of him, his entire family makes their living studying, teaching or talking about various aspects of the Salem Witch Trials. Grier doesn't even believe in the Easter bunny, let alone witches.

When Grier stumbles into the small town of Lost Falls and into Abigail's office to ask for directions, Margaret senses his presence and sets a plan in action that puts her granddaughter on a collision course with love. The only problem is, one touch of Grier's hand on Abigail's skin sends the young woman writhing in pain.

Armed with gloves, antibiotic cream, bandages and love in his heart, Grier sets out to win over Abigail. He just hopes love will be enough to save them.
 

15 Questions with BethAnn

Tell us about your current title...
Charity 12 is the third in a five part series of novels set in various cities throughout the Midwest featuring five friends and the women they fall for. When Abigail Foster’s otherwise orderly life falls apart, she gets unwelcome help from an old acquaintance, Burke Miller. Abigail knows better to believe in the fairytale but she finds herself falling anyway…

Where is your novel set and why did you make this specific choice?
The Men of Faith series was born on a mountain in Utah. I was hanging out and reading in the lodge at Deer Valley (Utah) while my husband and son were out skiing. I took several books to read for the week since I don't ski and honestly, each one I finished left me flat. By the end of the third day (and the fourth dissatisfying book), I ran to the gift shop, bought a notebook, refilled my hot chocolate for the hundredth time and Brody started talking.

How did you come to write this particular book?
I'm a former teacher turned stay-at-home mom to a kiddo with Asperger's Syndrome, which is a very mild form of Autism. It's the hardest job I've ever had but it's my favorite. I started writing to carve out personal time for myself as a way to escape some of the stress in my daily life. I know it sounds corny but I love "love." I love the underdog, the person who deals with their own brokenness and finds the courage to make their life happen against the odds. That's why I write romance. I really want the happily-ever-after.

What are your writing habits?
I love to research the finer details of my books. That's to say if I state the name of a gun, let's say, I know enough about that weapon to know how far it shoots, the noise or lack thereof it makes when fired, its cost... For the Men of Faith series, I've consulted various doctors for the medically technical parts, an attorney for all of the legal parts and I have a military consultant for the weapons and communications aspect. My brother-in-law is a former NFL player so I have a football specialist on my team as well. I'm my own car buff so the wonderful cars my characters drive are all me. I'm not so big on outlining although as the series grows, I've needed an outline just to make sure I give proper closure to the various storylines I've introduced. I try to write everyday and usually set a goal of about 3,000 words. My muse and I are both Type A personalities so we're very goal oriented. However, given I’m raising a human, I don't always make it.

Please tell us about yourself (family, hobbies, education, etc.)...
I've been married almost 22 years and our son heads off to high school this fall. Honestly, with all of the craziness in this world today, I consider my family to be my greatest accomplishment. We're still making it work every day. I'm an avid tennis player, reader, movie buff and music lover. I drive too fast. I love my iced tea. And, I have four Silky Terriers that are spoiled rotten.

Do you have support, either from family and friends or a writing group?
My husband is very supportive but he doesn’t read my work. Because he flinched first, I don't share it with him. In fact, other than reading these interviews and visiting my author website, he's never read my stuff. We talk about my characters and stories quite often. I'm also blessed to have several critique partners, women whom I respect and trust that give me honest feedback. And I have to say my oldest and dearest girlfriend has been there every step of the way offering opinions and questioning my story line and ideas. I always tease that without her my novels would have been little more than a few paragraphs. She's the best line editor in the business.

What are your thoughts on love scenes in romance novels, do you find them difficult to write? When I wrote more contemporary, erotic romance, I felt research was key and I found I had to be in a certain frame of mind to write heavier sex scenes. The same goes for a fight scene. If someone makes me mad, I guarantee my characters are going to fight when I write that day. Now that I write inspirational romance, I work hard to make the story emotional and the relationships intimate without graphic sex.

Who are some of your other favorite authors and genres to read?
I just finished a great read by Denisea Kampe (contemporary romance) and I’m honored to announce we have a story coming out soon (see above). I enjoy Robyn Carr's books as well (Contemporary Romance). I also read quite a bit of autobiography. On my nightstand right now is Open by Andre Agassi (we both love to hit that fluorescent yellow felt ball). Elin Hildebrand is my favorite women's fiction author.

Among your own books, have you a favorite? A favorite hero or heroine?
Cooper Hensen is my favorite hero (Faith 15) and I have to admit I fell in love with him the more I wrote about him. I will say the 5th book in the Men of Faith series features a married couple and Eric, my hero in that story, is really starting to get under my skin. The million-dollar question everyone wants to know is if any of my books are about me. I have Whitney’s standoffish quality and share her love of tennis (Hope 22). I have Cali’s loyalty to the people I love (Faith 15). I have Abigail’s longing to be accepted and her heart for wanting the fairy tale (Charity 12). An old character I wrote in my first novel series, The Rebel Canyon Series, which is currently being reworked to fit a more inspirational standard, Rachel, is the one woman that's always spoke to me the most. When I first created her, she was someone all together different and to say she's changed as her story has unfolded would be a huge understatement. Wait until you meet her when that series is re-released. We'll have to talk.

Which of your books has been the easiest to write? The hardest? The most fun?
I find writing in the middle of series the hardest so I’m there right now, wrapping Charity 12 and heading into books four and five. In my mind, I see the end so taking the time to get it on paper is just brutal. My first novel, Broken Destiny (currently unpublished) was the easiest to write but as I’ve gone back to rework it, I know why. I thought I knew exactly what I was doing with that one and let me just say, nope. Not even close. What I didn’t know about the writing craft nearly six years ago amazes me.

Which comes first, the story, the characters or the setting?
With the Men of Faith series the characters walked through the door and started talking. Brody, Cooper, Burke, Gage and Eric brought me their stories.

Are you in control of your characters or do they control you? Oh man, they own me! Just the other day I finished a scene and walked downstairs to announce that so-and-so and so-and-so (sorry--don't want to spoil anything!) were getting married. I think my exact quote was "well, I didn't know we were having a wedding but clearly we are." My husband fell out laughing.

What is the most rewarding thing about being a writer?
 
Holding my novel in my hands, knowing that I'm fulfilling one of my dreams.








 






 
 




Monday, July 27, 2015

A Summer Storm by Deborah Bowden

A Summer Storm:

     It is nighttime, and through my opened window, I hear some thunder far off in the distance. At the moment it is simply a low rumbling, more felt than heard, but hopefully that rumbling is a signal that a summer thunderstorm will arrive soon. Perhaps I do not fit the norm because I love the storm’s wild energy. Yes, I know the arguments of how dangerous a “tempest” can be, and I have seen the damage first hand, but that has never made me afraid.  Even flying above an electrical display holds me mesmerized as the wind buffets the plane I ride in.

    The storms that slide in at night are my favorite. Watching or listening from a window is not enough. I turn out the lights and sit in the alcove outside my kitchen which now serves as my theater. For the moment there is no wind. Then I can feel it stirring; it touches my face as it waltzes by.

     Several wind chimes hang from the eves of my house; their metal tubes resonate with different tones when any air currents stir them. The beginning breezes stroke the steel or copper tubes and they begin vibrating with a genial song, some low-pitched tones barely heard while higher notes tinkle spritely. As the thunder rumbles slowly louder and louder it seems as if a timpanist is playing accompaniment with the chimes. The storm’s symphony has begun.

     First the trees’ tops sway gently, then the currents work their way down the branches until whole limbs are gyrating and nodding, and finally bowing to each other and to the whipping wind. That wind whips my hair also and I love the feel.

    As the thunder booms louder, the unseen lightening now shows itself. It is the opening scene of a favored play, and its actress flits in all directions throughout the night sky. Sometimes her electricity sparkles and flashes a bright clear-white against the black clouds while in another moment, she glimmers fainter with a touch of red, blue, or green.  Occasionally she flares inside a cloud, illuminating it like a softly glowing lamp.

      I can smell the growing heaviness of the moisture-laden air. It is ripe with anticipation. Then clouds break open and rain spills down, splattering on my deck and sending shattered water beads bouncing across the concrete toward my feet. They dampen my toes as I’m barefoot.

      Large droplets fling themselves against my house and its windows and doors. A fine mist created by that flinging sprays my face and arms. I can smell the new ozone and nitrogen filling the air. Everything smells clean and renewed; I breath in that aroma deeply.

     Out in the yard, an old Tulip Poplar and its companion Oak each bear one large limb which reaches across to the other. Silhouetted against the flashing electricity those limbs resemble two lovers attempting to caress each other—one a face and the other a hand. Their attempts are only possible when a strong wind helps. They nod and strain, but never quite manage for even the Oak’s leafy finger to touch the yearning Poplar. It’s a sad melodrama that I enjoy—maybe there’s some metaphor for life hidden within, but I’ll leave any interpretations to others.

       The storm reaches its crescendo and my pulse quickens. The wind chases itself around and around the trees and house; the chimes serenade the rushing wind; the thunder roars its challenge to the crackling lightening; and the rain dances a tarantella. And I? Misty spray coats me from head to toes, cooling my sweat-coated skin. I welcome the relief.

     Then almost as quickly as it came, the storm dies down. The rain becomes a drizzle, the lightening calms down into a few scattered flashes, and the thunder grows softer and softer until only a distant rumbling is heard, now marking the end as it marked the beginning.

      The humidity and temperature have dropped, thanks to the storm. I remain in my chair for awhile simply enjoying this cooler night air. I’m very relaxed and know I’ll sleep well tonight.  

      Reluctantly I return to the inside of my house and turn on the lights. This electricity is harsh to the eyes after the electrical fireworks outside. No matter, they will only be on for a short while as I aim for my bedroom and its soft pillows. Just before I turn in, I open my window just in case another rain drops by to lull me with soothing sounds. I look forward to gentle dreams. Good- night.

 

Tuesday, July 21, 2015


Featured Author:     Albert Sisson



Author’s Biography

 A navy veteran, Albert E. Sisson, spent more than thirty-five years as a mechanical/electrical engineer, first for the Bendix Corporation and then the Cummins Engine Company, later renamed Cummins, Inc. While at Bendix he invented an electronically controlled diesel engine fuel injector. Cummins purchased the rights to the patent and brought Mr. Sisson to Columbus. Upon retirement, Mr. Sisson decided to return to one of his first loves, literature. He read voraciously for several years and wrote short stories for a list of loyal readers. Having honed his writing skills on short bits, he decided to test the waters of writing a full length novel. This new experience surpassed by a wide margin his expectations of fun and interest. It was so much fun that he has several more books in process. He has just finished a family Civil War history book, which will be donated to selected libraries in Indiana and New York States. His next book is about a great friend who was a cat named Arni, The Cat. This book showcases the author’s sense of humor and honors the memory of a cat known to several neighborhoods, and a long list of readers. When The Cat passed, Mr. Sisson received condolences from all over the U.S. and Japan. The Cat had become famous through the monthly stories. The Cat was a truly remarkable fellow. After this book is completed, Mr. Sisson is planning a sequel to A Shadow of Death in the Woods.
 
 
 
Shadow of Death in the Woods
Shadow of Death in the Woods is a story about good and evil. Bad things happen to good people. In the end the only earthly salvation is friendship and love. Jack Clayton learned this the hard way. He was living a quiet life in southern Ohio until a shotgun blast sent his life into a tailspin. He lost his family, his job and his hometown. He ended up on a West Virginia mountain, living in “cabin” owned by newly acquired “friends,” one of whom he suspected wanted to kill him. He was surviving his new life, but it was filled with a crushing loneliness. He had one neighbor, but he was sure the woman was crazy. She claimed he stole her cat. He didn’t. Then things got a lot worse before they got better. Out of the blue he was investigated for kidnapping his son, which he didn’t do. With the help of his new friends, he set off to find his son and the guys who kidnapped his him. This resulted in a life altering fit of violence. In spite of how he viewed himself he was now a killer of men. Just as big of a surprise to him was the woman next door. She was both his nemesis and salvation.
 
 
 

 

Thursday, July 16, 2015

What America Means to Me! by Nellotie Porter-Chastain



There are moments when writers struggle to write on a subject that is so sealed in their hearts and minds with knowledge, love, loyalty and gratitude, it becomes an impossibility to write on one segment of the subject without including every other segment. So it is with my writing about what America means to me. 

America is about nature’s beauty, freedom’s beauty, and the beauty of gratitude. In the beginning, when God was creating, within the earth’s overall beauty, he fashioned out an awesome garden for the two humans he made. It didn’t take long for evil to move in and destroy the special sanctuary he’d made for the first humans, and evil grew so quickly that the entire globe had to be covered with water. Life began again.

Blessed to be in many of American states and one foreign country, plus what is available on television and internet, I am fully aware that each country has its own natural beauty and each state in America has its own beauty. As a child, I was privileged to grow up in a state of pure natural beauty and in a small place in that state that is still breath-taking in its beauty. As I grew into adulthood, it has become clear to me that my country, the United States of America is the most incredibly beautiful country in the world. The uniqueness of America’s natural beauty is that when God was making America, he replicated the special places of beauty from other countries here in America. Or, maybe, vice versa. In any case, America has it all. As we travel across this great country, the  natural beauty takes our breath away. This natural beauty was free and renews and replenishes itself.

America’s freedom is the heart beat of America. No other country enjoys the freedom that Americans have. America’s freedom was not free and does not renew and replenish itself. Our freedom was fought for here on our soil and on the soil of foreign countries when they have threatened our freedom. Thousands and thousands of men and women have given their lives to keep us free. Immeasurable amounts of blood have been spilled for our freedom. God’s blessings have been on the United States of America since her birth.

Since her birth and the years of fighting to procure freedom and the continual struggle to keep and protect our freedoms, too many Americans have become like spoiled children. We want the freedom, but we don’t want to do our part to keep it.

It’s not just up to our military. It’s seems that it’s no longer up to our leaders to protect our freedoms. The leadership of America has horribly and sadly failed us. Years ago on television, one of the commercials showed an actor portraying an Indian, with tears running down his face as he sat on his horse, looking over an area covered with litter. I feel like that actor, only with genuine tears, as I listen and watch what is happening to my country.

America’s freedom, the core of our country, has to be kept. The price for our freedom has been high. Each and every one of us has to do our part. What do I do as a senior citizen woman? I always speak admiration for America; I write and make comments on the internet against our foes and for our need to love and protect America. Yes, I am aware that what I write is being read by those “unseen eyes” we all have a fear of, but America is more important that my fear. I want my children and grandchildren to enjoy the freedoms I have enjoyed. I want them to love and respect America as I do.

I am totally grateful for America, the beauty of our country, the beauty and peace of our freedom, for the opportunities to do my part, and my ability to pray for America. In these times, God “bless” America has to be more. God has blessed America-beyond words. Our prayers now should be “God have mercy on America.”

Thank you, God, for America, for the patriots’ dream, and for heroes who did and are striving for our freedom. Thank you for spacious skies, fields of grain,  and mountain majesties. America is no longer undimmed by human tears; our tears run like the wide rivers. God have mercy on America. Please, allow freedom to always ring over our great country. Help us keep our hearts strong in you for America. Amen

America means the beauty that surrounds me and the freedom to enjoy it all. America means freedom–freedom to worship, freedom to live my life without fear, freedom to rear my family to love God and love and respect America. I am blessed to be an American and live in the greatest, most beautiful country in the world.
 
 Nellotie Porter Chastain Author of Breath Of The Mountain  & Choose Life was born in Michigan, reared in southeastern Kentucky, and now lives in Mitchell, Indiana with her husband, children and grandchildren.  nellotieporterchastain.net      Writer & Speaker      nellotiec@gmail.com
 
 

 

Monday, July 13, 2015

Coffee, Tea....or Literature? by Dan Snow

Article taken from IndyReader.com with permission from Danny O. Snow: 
 High-tech meeting room facilities at the MLK Library. On the right is an Espresso Book Machine.
Photo by Payton Chung, licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution 2.0    Generic License, courtesy of WikiMedia.org
 In April at the Paris Book Fair, European authors and publishers cooed over the latest incarnation of The Espresso Book     Machine (EBM), a $90,000 device that’s small enough to fit in a bookstore and prints an average-length paperback in about five minutes.
Some observers, such as WorldCrunch, went so far as to opine that “Print-It-Yourself Technology Could Save Publishing.”      IR loves the notion of book lovers popping in to their neighborhood bookshops, choosing from a vast virtual inventory of titles — with more selections than a megastore — then sipping lattes until their freshly printed books slide out of the hopper of the EBM minutes later.
However, the EBM actually isn’t new, and can’t (yet) revolutionize bookselling in Europe or the US. But the tale of the EBM is   a fascinating read for anyone who follows the fast-paced world of modern publishing technologies, and deserves a look from IR’s readers.
At the dawn of the “Print-on-Demand” (POD) era, which was to turn the book world upside down in the 21st century, the early leaders in the field built huge factories that could churn out 50,000 books a day at a single, centralized location, then ship to bookstores a day or two later.
POD was a true game-changer, because it made it possible to print books one at a time rather than thousands, the best of which were virtually indistinguishable from those traditionally found in bookstores. Even more important, POD books were printed only after they were ordered by consumers. Thus POD publishers could say adios to warehouses, inventory taxes and their worst enemies: returned and unsold books. And the book world has never been the same since.
But a man named Victor Celorio had a different vision: he saw not a huge, lone factory in a single location, but an army of   smaller, more compact, self-contained devices scattered across the globe: perhaps even one in every bookstore! He believed    that this approach would spare publishers the cost of shipping books over great distances, and give consumers nearly instant        gratification, instead of waiting at least a day or two for their purchases to be delivered.
Celorio designed and patented such a machine, which he called the “Instabook Maker,” in the late 1990s. It worked, but was slow and expensive, and never gained meaningful traction among booksellers. Today, the EBM is made by Xerox [NYSE: XRX], and has evolved dramatically since Celorio’s Instabook, which he called “the Mr. Coffee of on-demand printing.” In spite  of advances, it still faces formidable obstacles to widespread adoption by booksellers.
Do the math: The machine costs about $90k and can print a medium-length book in about five minutes. Even if the store is open 24 hours and the machine is printing constantly, that’s fewer than 300 books a day at an absolute maximum. More realistically, the store might be open 12 hours, and print perhaps 100 books a day.
At a profit of perhaps $5 per book, it will take a loooooong time (18,000 sales) for the shop to recover the $90k price tag — not  to mention little things like staff time, downtime, paper and ink, maintenance costs, etc. These hard realities dispel the dream    of a superstore hidden in the neighborhood bookshop… at least for now.
The good news is that with the power of Xerox now behind it, the machine will get faster in time. An average bookstore might have 10,000 titles in stock… but with the EBM, its “inventory” skyrockets to 200,000 or more titles, and they’re available within minutes, without shipping costs. That’s a wonderful prospect for those of us who adore our charming local indie bookshops — just a daydream today, but perhaps one that will someday come true.
Danny O. Snow:  See more at: http://indiereader.com/2015/05/coffee-tea-literature/#sthash.So7lB1SB.dpuf
 

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Pen It! Magazine welcomes submissions from writers of all ages.  We reserve the right to reject any submission, however we do strive to be open to any and all genres.  Pen It ! Magazine does not hold or maintain any rights or copyright to any work submitted.  All works remain the  property of their originator.  If you would like your submitted work returned, please include a self-addressed, stamped envelope.  Otherwise, submissions will not be returned.  Submissions must be received no later than the 20th of the month to be considered for publication.  Emailed submissions are preferred.
 
Pen It! Magazine does not claim that any submitted works are the original work of the writer, nor do we hold any liability for the authenticity of work submitted.  Please be sure that work submitted is your own original work and has not been plagiarized in any form or part.