Saturday, June 21, 2014

One Week and One Week Only!


This is a re-post from last week when it was “Two Weeks and Two Weeks Only!” Just to let you know, time is running out!

While I hate exploiting your time for purely mercantile purposes, please permit me to announce that I’m releasing my next novel, MEDICUS, on June 27, available wherever good e-books are sold!

In compensation for having you endure this unpaid commercial, I’m making the book available as a pre-sale for a measly $1.99 between now and June 27. After that, the price doubles!

The pre-sale is available through Barnes and Noble, Smashwords,* and Apple iTunes store. Please click on the preceding links to learn more about my latest spellbinding thriller that will have you laughing, crying, screaming, et cetera, et cetera.

Plot summaries, author information, and downloadable samples are available on each website.

After the pre-sale, the book will also be available at Amazon, the aforementioned websites, and a couple dozen other outlets.

Thank you for your rapt attention, and if you do read MEDICUS, please submit a brief review on your download site.

*Smashwords offers a full range of file formats, including EPUB and PDF, and can accommodate any kind of e-reader. So you Kindle owners can get in on the promotion, even though Amazon is not participating.

Sorry, Honda--It Was the Mechanic's Fault


In a recent post I heaped copious abuse on Honda Motors in the course of describing how my 2000 Honda Odyssey blew through two transmissions over 150,000 miles. While it is true that there were design flaws leading to transmission miseries for models dating between 1998 and approximately 2003, my most recent unfortunate situation was not due to any design fault.

It seems that when the first tranny blew about three years ago, my mechanic at the time must’ve received a great deal on a rebuilt Honda Accord(!) transmission, so he switched out my flywheel and jerry- rigged it to my car while charging me almost $3,000. This was only discovered by my new mechanic, who ran the serial number of my blown tranny through Honda’s database and discovered the switcheroo.

So imagine that, a transmission built for a car half the size of my Odyssey managed to last more than 40,000 miles before it finally blew up. That’s pretty impressive. What’s not impressive is a mechanic who we’ve trusted to take care of our cars for almost 30 years was probably ripping us off for much of that time. The good thing is his business went under and he’s nowhere to be found.

Very sad and disappointing. I’m not a very trusting person to begin with. Experiences like this don’t help! 

Friday, June 13, 2014

Blown Honda Odyssey Transmission! Again!


Honda Motors makes wonderful, dependable cars—for the most part. But one carefully guarded secret is that automatic transmissions in older Honda Odyssey minivans have a tendency to seize up!

I lost my first Odyssey tranny at 112,000 miles, and my second one yesterday at 150,000 miles. The cost? $3,000 a pop! Honda did extend the warranty on the Odyssey transmissions in 2006 to 109,000 miles. After that, you’re on your own, and their reps are none too pleasant if you call to complain.

Well, hello out there in the blogosphere! I’m talking to you who own Odyssey minivans built between 1999 and 2008. How many transmissions have you scrapped? Well, there’s a website

I encourage you to record your experience there and take advantage of the handy form available there to let the National Highway Traffic Safety Administration know that you’re fed up with exploding drive-trains and you won’t take it anymore!

Let’s shine the light on Honda and let it know that their loyal customers should not have to repeatedly pay the price for poor transmission design!

Let’s end this with a HOO HA!!  

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Two Weeks and Two Weeks Only!!


While I hate exploiting your time for purely mercantile purposes, please permit me to announce that I’m releasing my next novel, MEDICUS, on June 27, available wherever good e-books are sold!

In compensation for having you endure this unpaid commercial, I’m making the book available as a pre-sale for a measly $1.99 between now and June 27. After that, the price doubles!

The pre-sale is available through Barnes and Noble, Smashwords,* and App
le iTunes store. Please click on the preceding links to learn more about my latest spellbinding thriller that will have you laughing, crying, screaming, et cetera, et cetera.

Plot summaries, author information, and downloadable samples are available on each website.

After the pre-sale, the book will also be available at Amazon, the aforementioned websites, and a couple dozen other outlets.

Thank you for your rapt attention, and if you do read MEDICUS, please submit a brief review on your download site.

*Smashwords offers a full range of file formats, including EPUB and PDF, and can accommodate any kind of e-reader. So you Kindle owners can get in on the current promotion, even though Amazon is not participating.



Wednesday, June 11, 2014

How to Write a Gripping Memoir--Part One



When I published my book, One Page a Day, December of last year I wrote a few promotional articles about the art of memoir writing. If that’s something that would interest you, I’m posting the first article here. If this generates some interest, I’ll post Parts Two and Three.


HOW TO WRITE A GRIPPING MEMOIR—PART ONE
Someone once said that “Everyone has a book inside them,” and that may be true. After all, we’re all sentient human beings with unique experiences, imaginations, and ideas, which, if compiled, could probably fill several manuscripts.

And, chances are, if you’re reading this article, the idea of writing a book has crossed your mind. Now, some people fall in love with the idea of writing a book. The thrill of pouring out your soul in print; of being nurtured by wise and understanding agents and editors as they help you shape your masterpiece. 

Then there’s the splendor of your book’s release and the book parties and the book tour, the book readings, the book reviews. Heck, just your ideas set down in bound signatures and encased in a colorful cardboard cover with your name in 48-point type and your professionally retouched photo on the dust cover are enough to send us dreamers into a swoon.

Yes, heady stuff and, of course, not at all an accurate depiction of reality for most of us authors.  Writing is mostly hard work. I’ve been doing it for over thirty years—and it doesn’t get easier over time. Writing a book is the hardest type of writing. It’s a grind, an exercise in endurance. Every day, draft after draft. If blogging is a sprint, writing books is a marathon. I know lots of people way smarter than me who have embarked on a novel, a memoir, or some other book-length project, only to flounder and run out of steam by page 40 or page 60 and stick their pile of pages in a drawer and forget about them.

But that’s not you. You are willing to put in the work. To put aside at least a year if you have the luxury of doing it full-time, or three years if you’re like the rest of us who do it part-time and only have nights and weekends. You’re not in it for the glamour, since there’s not much of that to be had in real life. And you’re not in it for the money, because there’s precious little of that for us book writers. (Ms. Rowling, you can ignore the previous statement!) You’re in it for the challenge and satisfaction of completing a significant task that can potentially deliver enduring value.

That’s why I’m here to help. I respect the fortitude that it takes to commit to a book-length project. I also believe that there is a right way and a wrong way to approach a book project and, having trod both paths, I’d like to save you some energy and heartbreak by suggesting ideas and processes that have worked for me.

Getting started, or, why a memoir?
Clichés are clichés because they generally contain more than a kernel of truth. The cliché that we’ll drag out here is the hoary advice given to writers, that of Write What You Know. After all, the logic is indisputable. Writing is hard enough without having a thorough understanding of your subject. For a novelist that could mean extensive research, interviews, travel to various locales, and so forth. And even then the novelist has to frame it all in a story that balances the elements, of language, style, and character.

Happy is the fiction author who can frame a career around what he or she already knows—the great Canadian short story writer Alice Munro took Write What You Know to heart by seldom setting her stories far from her Southwestern Ontario home.

But a memoir. A memoir! That is the mother of all Write What You Know projects. You are the expert of you. Nobody knows you better, not your spouse, your kids, your boss, or your shrink—regardless what they say! Your life, your experiences, your hopes and dreams and all the things that make you what you are—they’re all locked up in your brain waiting to be loosed in an exciting and coherent memoir voraciously consumed by hordes of eager readers. But first, let’s define what a memoir isn’t.

Not a Diary
Many amateur writers embarking on a memoir project seize it as an opportunity to pour out all their most private thoughts and feelings in excruciating detail, plus the justifications for the actions they’ve taken in their lives salted with various slights and rationalizations that come from the actions and decisions they’ve made in the process. And it’s all boring as hell because the writers of such things are not writing a memoir, they are writing a diary.

The difference between a diary and a memoir? The audience.

A diary, or poorly written memoir, is meant to be read by the writer and only the writer—that’s why many diaries come with lock and key. A memoir, however, is a higher form of art. It is meant for a readership—an external audience. A memoir should inform, amuse, inspire, move, and otherwise entertain an audience based on the incidences and interpretations of the author’s experiences.

In other words, as you write your memoir, it’s not a matter of “and then I did this and then I did that and she said this and I said that.” Boring. Constantly think about your reader—why should this information be interesting to them? If it’s not, delete it before your reader deletes you.

And best of all, leave them hanging after every chapter, just like I’m going to leave you hanging here! In Part 2, I’m going to answer the following questions:

  • ·       What types of memoirs are most successful?
  • ·       I’m not famous or all that accomplished—how can I write a gripping memoir anyway?
  • ·       What are the keys to grabbing a reader’s attention and make them stay along for the ride?


Carl Ehnis is an author of several books, including a memoir, One Page a Day, available at Barnes and Noble for Nook and Amazon for Kindle.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Turn Off and Tune In!


This article from David Brooks resonated with me, even though I’m not sure that I quite understand it. Often a compelling writer, though one whose politics tend to be to the right of mine, Brooks’ concision in this column is a bit off, making it a little difficult to parse. But the general topic of distraction and attention drift has been a concern of mine for a long time.

I'm not going to dredge up the hackneyed theme of information overload and over-stimulation. Sure, smart phones, Twitter, email, Facebook and so forth are fiendishly designed to interrupt the continuum of disciplined and productive thought. The point of the article is to find a way to emerge from the vortex of distraction. 

What Brooks suggests is to somehow revert to childlike obsessions that enable kids to become lost in an experience. Seems like we adults lack the patience to become absorbed in any single thing for an extended period. And, having lost that ability, we end up failing to fully realize our potential.

I tend to agree with Brooks here. It takes tremendous discipline to stay focused in a noisy world. What seems to work for me is to clear the room of distractions. Disconnect from the Internet and, in my case, don't even own a smart phone. Then find things that are difficult and challenging to do, or at least impossible to do without sustained mental or physical application.

I may be a lousy guitar player, but I continue to wall myself off and work on difficult compositions to sharpen the mind--and conquer the fingers. Plus, for a period of time a few years ago I forced myself to spend 20 unfettered minutes a day compiling a journal of sorts, which turned into a book. Again, it was the process and the activity that mattered, not so much the end result. You can judge for yourself. Rate my book!

People are realizing that getting unmoored in the maelstrom of distraction can be depressing and unfulfilling. Taking the time and energy to escape the clutter of the world and focus on pursuits of greater personal meaning requires a certain commitment, but one I believe is well worth making.