Yunnan books now available!

Now available on Amazon

From the Tea Village (novel) — paperback or Kindle

Simply Yunnan (cookbook) — paperback or Kindle

After several years of work, my novel and its companion cookbook are now available for purchase on Amazon. In so many ways these books were made possible by your loving support. I truly hope you enjoy them both!

10 Ways to Help Launch These Books:

1. Buy a paperback copy — I’ll sign it next time I see you!
2. Give a Kindle version as a gift — you can request an “authorgraph” and inscription for e-books as well.
3. “Like” the Facebook pages for the novel and the cookbook.
4. Add the novel and cookbook to your Goodreads shelf and become a fan of my author page.
5. Leave honest reviews of the books on Amazon and Goodreads.
6. Give a paperback copy of From the Tea Village to a tween girl as a birthday/Easter/summer reading gift.
7. Share your opinions of the books by posting on Facebook or Twitter.
8. Make a Simply Yunnan meal for your family or friends and post pics on the Facebook page.
9. Suggest Tea Village as reading for your book club, small group, etc.
10. Host a Simply Yunnan party and cook a few dishes with your friends — I might be able to join your party if it’s in driving distance of Fort Worth (contact me for details).

Thank you for all the ways you support my writing! You are the best readers an author could ask for.

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Cover Reveal for Yunnan Books

Introducing…

the cover artwork for the upcoming books by Rebecca D. Henderson

Everything’s more official when the design work is finished, right? The wonderful team at Streetlight Graphics put together the cover designs for both books, and I’m thrilled to be able to share their completed work with you today.

From the Tea Village 1600 Barnes and Noble

!SimplyYunnan 1600 Barnes and Noble

Both books will be available in paperback and Kindle edition through Amazon on 3-18-13. More details to come at that time. Until then, thank you as always for your support for these creative endeavors.

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And if you’re on Facebook, you can also “like” the books: here for Tea Village and here for Simply Yunnan.

Thanks!

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Why My Books are Perfect for Self-publishing

I’ve mentioned it a few times, but in case you’re not aware, I’m publishing two books in March, From the Tea Village (a middle grade novel) and Simply Yunnan (a cookbook). You can read more about them by clicking here.

What you may not be aware of, however, is that I’m self-publishing the books and completely thrilled to be experiencing the publishing process as an indie author. Each step of publishing — from registering for an ISBN to hiring the designer (check out the work of Streetlight Graphics) to viewing the cover for the first time to becoming a Goodreads Author — has been a dream come true. These books that I’ve poured my heart into for the past few years are becoming a physical reality.

The process didn’t start out quite this way. After writing my novel, I traveled the traditional route, sent out numerous query letters, and had positive interactions with a handful of agents and small publishers who read part or all of my manuscript. I was encouraged about my writing style and the quality of my work — but over and again I was told things like, “The book is publishable, but not for us” or “I love the writing/story/details about Yunnan, but I don’t think this book will sell” or “The characters and setting are too exotic.” The last one is especially ironic considering I heard this from multiple agents who have posted that they’re looking for multi-cultural works to add to their book lists. But following the protocol of politeness in response to rejected queries, I’m not allowed to point out to them the contradictory nature of their responses or the fact that the “too exotic” argument doesn’t stand when you consider the proliferation of fantasy and dystopian books for a young adult audience. Exotic is OK as long as it’s fantasy, not Asian.

Through talking with these agents and publishers, with other writers, and with other entrepreneurs, I’ve decided that in my situation self-publishing is perfect. As a self-pubbed author I can make decisions based on my heart, not just on money. There is an audience for my books — it’s not a national best-selling audience, but I’m ok with that. Agents and publishers don’t want to take risks for books that won’t pay my salary and theirs, but I am willing to take a risk for my own sake. My success or failure only affects me. That is a good feeling.

To self-publish I can work on my own time-table. I can take the time I need to do quality writing, work on revisions and editing, and arrange for the design work, while still living a healthy life with the correct focus on God, family, and other relationships. I set my own deadlines and choose my own launch dates. Having been a freelancer for the past three years, I’ve grown accustomed to being in control of my own schedule, and I like maintaining that control over the life of my books.

And so my first two books will be available in March, and the people who want to read books like mine (with a story set in a realistic but exotic location with a main character who deals with real-life problems and is not obsessed with romance at too young an age) will be able to. If the books fail, I am the only one responsible for their failure. If they succeed, I’m the one who benefits from that success. I was responsible to write a good story, get feedback from beta readers and editors, make the appropriate changes to make it a book my audience would want to read — and now I’m responsible for getting the books into the hands of that audience. I like having this responsibility

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The Next Big Thing

Today’s post is part of The Next Big Thing blog hop that’s been going on among writers for a few weeks now (I’m a little late to the game, been kind of busy with Thanksgiving and work and getting engaged and all). I was invited to participate by a Twitter friend and author, Kendra C. Highley, who I met through the fundraiser Crits for Water. Kendra’s Matt Archer: Monster Hunter is a fast-paced, action-filled, spooky adventure, and I’m looking forward to her Next Big Thing, the sequel Matt Archer: Blade’s Edge, at the end of the month.

My own Next Big Thing is the upcoming release in March 2013 of my first novel. My first novel. That sounds fantastic.

What is the working title of your book? From the Tea Village

Where did you get the idea for the book? A few years back, after reading Twilight in a 24-hour period and lamenting the loss of a day of my life reading such a poorly written book (sorry, Twilight fanatics, facts are facts), it occured to me that I could write YA lit just as well as some of the best-selling authors out there. I’m embarrassed to admit such an exceedingly arrogant yet naive sentiment now, though at the time it was just the impetus I needed to start writing a longer work than a blog post. Around the same time, I began interviewing my friend Lydia about her childhood in a Bulang village, and the idea for a series of books with her as the main character was born.

What genre does your book fall under? Young Adult (middle grade) multi-cultural set in Yunnan, China

Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition? Well, the book takes place in rural Yunnan, so the actors would need to be Southeast Asian for the characters who are Bulang or other ethnic groups, with a few Chinese actors for the Han characters. I don’t watch a lot of Asian film, but I’ve admired Chow Yun Fat in a couple of movies — he would make a good Jiang Lao Shi. Beyond that, I’m at a loss!

What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book? A Bulang girl, Ye Sun, struggles to reconcile her village background with the desire of her heart to study at a Chinese school, where she learns both her academic subjects and the depth of friendship in the face of tragic circumstances.

Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency? Self-published, baby!

How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript? I interviewed Lydia and transcribed and organized the notes of her biography from October 2009 to March 2010. I wrote the outline for this one-year segment of her story and began writing the first draft in July 2010 and finished it in October 2010.

What other books would you compare this story to within your genre? I’m nervous about comparing Tea Village to other books, but before and during the writing and revising process, I read and was inspired by Bamboo People by Mitali Perkins, Shabanu by Suzanne Fisher Staples, and Tangled Threads: A Hmong Girl’s Story by Pegi Deitz Shea.

Who or what inspired you to write this book? My main inspiration was Lydia, the Bulang girl who lived in my home during her senior year of high school and became my dearest friend in China. As I wrote, I had young American girls in mind as readers, in particular my nieces Patience and Haley.

What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest? This isn’t the book for someone looking for intense action or romance. It’s a glimpse into the heart of a girl in a land so different from the U.S. and other places in the Western world, yet the people of Yunnan have the same goals and desires of anyone anywhere in the world.

The point of this blog hop was to tag other authors who have upcoming book projects that they’d like to promote, but I honestly don’t know anyone else to tag who hasn’t already been tagged. Instead, I’m going to mention a few of my blog-writing friends who I love dearly and believe could write books of their own that would be well worth the read. These bloggers might not have any books in the works right now, but each of us has our own Next Big Thing — and I just want to acknowledge a few ladies who inspire me with their writing.

My good friend Jen Anderson blogged throughout last year on Jen’s Journey to 40 about her pursuit of a healthier lifestyle leading up to a milestone birthday, but lately she’s written more for the website Single Roots than for her own blog. I particularly enjoyed her recent article about transitioning into her new life as the single foster mother of four teenagers (and foster grandmother to a one-year-old!).

Roxie McCutcheon (who I met working in Yunnan many years back) started a fantastic new blog called Crunchy in the Panhandle where she shares tips with folks in her corner of West Virginia who are trying to eat local, organic, and whole foods. I like to call Roxie my whole foods guru — I call and text her with random questions about coconut oil and gluten-free recipes, and she’s always able to answer right away like the pro that she is, or at the very least point me to an online resource where I can find answers. Even though I live in Texas, her West Virgina blog has been a help to me.

Another Yunnan friend, Erin Kimsey, recently began blogging about her experiences transitioning from non-profit work in a small border town to working for the U.S. Foreign Service in Shanghai — what a change! Erin is insightful and intelligent, and I appreciate her perspective on a variety of subjects.

Last but not least, Gillian Schweighardt is a friend I met in Washington who is now living in Vienna. I absolutely love reading about her family’s adventures and her thoughts on life. Her stories and reflections challenge and encourage me while making me chuckle — a great combination.

So, there you have it. Thanks for playing along and letting me ramble about my Next Big Thing.

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Two Book Launches in March!!

I’ve never used an exclamation mark in the title of a blog post, but this news is pretty darn exciting.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Not just one, but two books will be ready for release in March 2013 — my middle grade novel From the Tea Village and the cookbook Simply Yunnan. Both books sprang forth from my years of living in Yunnan, China, and though they each stand alone, they also complement each other.

From the Tea Village

Ye Sun grew up in an ethnic Bulang village in Yunnan Province, but she now lives in the Chinese world of her boarding school. While other students decide to stay home after sixth grade, Ye Sun sticks with it and moves to middle school in the market town. Her friendships broaden, but she also faces more difficult subjects, an abusive teacher, and taunts over her faltering Mandarin. Just as she thinks the situation is at its worst, a harrowing accident turns her family — and her life — upside-down.

Simply Yunnan

Ten years of eating in Yunnan led to this cookbook. I want to share the simple recipes I’ve collected from friends and from trial-and-error recreating dishes from favorite restaurants. These are the dishes I like to cook to remind myself of towns where I lived, of people I miss — to remind me of places and moments wrapped up in flavors and textures. Simple ingredients. Simple technique. Simply Yunnan.

Look for more news on where to find print and e-book versions of both books to come in the days ahead. Don’t forget to sign up for my newsletter (using the form in the left sidebar) to be the first to hear about upcoming dates, releases, and special offers.

Thank you, friends!

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The New Version of Self-Employment

Self-employment has been my way of life for close to three years now. It allows me to retain control of my schedule, organizing my days around the times when I best see fit to do house work versus work work. I like being able to make those decisions for myself, rather than being tied to office hours and letting someone else determine my schedule. And as my Uncle Stub told me a while back, “Better to earn your own livin’ than to earn someone else’s livin’ for ‘em.”

Some may say it’s a luxury to have this kind of self-employed make-my-own-choices lifestyle, but I work hard to be able to maintain it, and really, there’s nothing luxurious about my tiny duplex with no tv, internet, or dishwasher or the amount I have to pay each month to purchase my own health insurance. There’s give and take in choosing to be self-employed — that choice is the key. I choose to give up certain things in order to gain others.

After spending the past couple of years writing full-time, I moved back to Texas to be close to my then-boyfriend now-fiance and began looking for a part-time job to tide me over during this transition period before we get married and share bills. I wanted to do something that would help pay the bills at my duplex but wouldn’t be a huge time commitment after the wedding, so that I would still have time to keep house and cook for Stephen and his four boys. And write, of course.

But nothing worked out. I sent in several applications, interviewed with a couple of places, but nothing. The past years as a writer have taught me nothing if not how to handle rejection, but still it was perplexing and disappointing not to be hired right away.

And then Stephen and I saw the solution right under our noses. I began helping him with his online resale business, learning the basics of FBA (Fulfillment by Amazon). I’ve learned how to scout for products to buy at retail stores, thrift stores, and garage sales, as well as how to process them for shipping to Amazon. My help has enabled Stephen to speed up the turn-around time on his purchases, just in time for the end-of-the-year gift buying season. Our goal is for me to put in enough hours to increase his business to make up for (or exceed!) what I could have been making at a part-time job, but still have time to work on publishing the three book projects I have underway (more on that in the next blog post).

The past few weeks of trying this experiment have been wonderful. We’ll see how much our profits increase over time, but it’s been a huge relief to be able to maintain my self-employed lifestyle and choose which hours I want to work on the business and which I want to work on other stuff. I also love the fact that, unlike my writing career where I’ve poured my heart into my work day after day after day for month after month without seeing a direct financial benefit at times, the FBA business gives me a quick return on my time investment. We’re not going to get rich quick with this business, but we do see that however much effort we put into it is how much profit we’ll get out of it. That kind of business model is way less insanity-inducing than the starving artist business model I had before.

I’ll be very honest, too. This gig has a huge perk. My boss is my fiance, and I really like spending time with him. I’m blessed by God (really, it’s a direct answer to prayer) to be able to make the choice to work beside Stephen each day. He’s a gifted teacher and leader, and I’ve learned a lot about business from him already. I’m reminded of the themes in Wendell Berry’s novel Hannah Coulter, how Hannah and Nathan worked their land side by side and did what it took to build a home and a family together. I like that Stephen and I are working together to build our business, home, and family. It is work, but it’s also a joy to work with the one you love.

And at times it’s just downright fun — recently we instituted a monthly trip to Arlington to do some buying at several thrift stores, which we’re going to combine with lunch or dinner at a different ethnic restaurant each month. I love this new job.

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Rough Draft of West Texas Interlude

I have nothing profound to say, but I know there are a few people who keep up with my happenings mainly through this blog, so I must say it:

West Texas Interlude is now a completed rough draft. The first chapter needs some major reworking, and the word’s still out on what kind of help the last three chapters might need. But overall, I’m very satisfied with how the first go-round of writing went. Before I’m to the point of sending out the first draft promised as a reward to Kickstarter backers, I need to do some serious formatting, and I need to add in the photography — but the bulk of the work has been done, and I have a 267-page rough draft. It’s an amazing feeling.

Thank you to everyone who helped get me to this point!

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Oregon Trail and a Change of Plans

After my friend Jen and I stayed in a yurt at Ft Stevens State Park in Oregon in April, I had the idea to try out another couple of state parks with yurts as a writing retreat while working on West Texas Interlude. Yurts are a perfect way to camp and write — they have locks on the door, so I feel safe camping by myself and being all solitary and writerly, and they have electricity, so I can plug in my laptop. Perfect.

They’re so perfect, they’re extremely popular and booked out months in advance. So, when I got around to looking for places to stay and write this summer, my options were limited. Very limited. I had two dates available in June at two parks, or I could wait until October. I quickly booked the June dates.

And so, on Tuesday morning I set out for Wallowa Lake in northeastern Oregon — Oregon’s “dry side,” the half of the state that, unlike Portland and the coast, gets lots of sun and little precipitation. Except when I set off, it was pouring rain in Kennewick — and it poured on me all the way to the Blue Mountains, where the rain changed to snow. Snow on June 5.

No worries, I thought, I’ll just make my first stop of the trip, and surely it will clear up and I’ll be able to enjoy the Wallowa Mountains and Wallowa Lake this afternoon and tomorrow in a less rainy/snowy/cloudy haze.

That first stop was the Oregon Trail Interpretive Center outside Baker City, a fantastic little visitor center that I highly recommend if you’re ever in northeastern Oregon. They accept the National Parks Annual Pass, which was the main reason I went out of my way to see it on this trip — why not drive a little further if you don’t have to pay the $8 entrance fee?

at the top of Flagstaff Hill

I do, however, recommend not going on a day with high winds and rain, so that you can walk the 2 mile path from the interpretive center on Flagstaff Hill down to the ruts from the Oregon Trail. Just standing at the top of the hill to take a couple of photos of covered wagons was miserable for me — the hood of my rain jacket alternately flew over my eyes and threatened to strangle me, or it violently jerked me backwards. As much as I wanted to make the walk, I was too chicken/lazy/reasonable to do it.

view of the location of old Oregon Trail ruts, from the top of Flagstaff Hill

A few facts I learned at the interpretive center: One out of every ten people who started the trail died along the way. That adds up to one grave for every 80 yards of the 2,000 mile trail. The “prairie schooner” style wagons had a wagon bed 4 feet by 10 feet in size — that’s the same size as one of the raised garden beds at Quinault Community Garden (pretty big for a garden bed, small for a vehicle that holds all your earthly possessions). Some single men skipped the wagon and oxen all together and just walked the trail to Oregon, pushing their belongings in a wheel barrow. For 2,000 miles. That is a heart bent on emigrating.

By the time I finished up at the Oregon Trail and made my way back to La Grande and the turn-off to Wallowa Lake, the forecast hadn’t cleared up like I’d so optimistically assumed it would. Thick clouds still surrounded the mountains, and the online reports still called for a flood watch on the Grande Ronde River until late that afternoon. Snow and rain showers would continue through the night — the snow would be at levels above 4,500 feet, and the campground where I’d booked my yurt was at 4,600 feet. So much for the dry side of Oregon.

As much as I would love to say I’d camped in the snow in June, I’d already had enough driving on slick roads with busily flip-flopping windshield wipers for one day, and I didn’t relish giving up the interstate for a 2-lane mountain road for the next hour and a half in those conditions. Not for an overnight trip where I wouldn’t even see the mountains because of all the clouds and fog surrounding me. I headed for home (back through the snow in the Blues) and will try again next week for a writing retreat at a yurt in Bend, Oregon.

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In Writer Mode

I’m not blogging much these days, and I honestly didn’t realize it until just a couple of days ago. I’ve been blogging regularly since June 2008 (according to the notification on my calendar app), and since that time it’s like there’s been a blog writing program constantly running in the background of my mind, always thinking of new things to blog about, always composing a post or coming up with a title. I mean it, I really like to work on my blog. At times, I’ve had to ground myself from it in order to stay on top of my bill-paying work.

About six weeks ago I started working on page 1, chapter 1 of the manuscript for West Texas Interlude, after six months of preliminary research. Finally. Writing. I jumped in headlong and have thrilled at the process of putting this manuscript together. I don’t know how to explain it to someone who doesn’t do creative work and doesn’t get to pursue their passion each day — but it’s fun, it doesn’t seem like work, and I’ve gotten lost in it over the last few weeks. I wrote an earlier post about how different the process is this time around from when I was writing the Middle Grade novel about a young girl in Yunnan — that post was written only a week after I started, and I can only say that the differences have become even more pronounced. Unlike when I wrote the MG novel, I don’t have to force myself to sit down and write each day. I don’t look at the word count at the bottom of the screen every 45 seconds. I can’t wait to get started writing each day, and some days I’ve kept writing past my usual stopping point (otherwise known as lunch). Two days last week I threw out all my afternoon tasks so I could keep working on the manuscript a few hours longer. At times I’m writing twice as many words per day as I did for the first book, in the same amount of time. I’m well on track to meet my goal of having a first draft by the first of August. I just love working on this project.

Also unlike writing the MG novel, I didn’t ground myself from blogging before I started. I told myself I would just see how it goes, I’d blog when the ideas strike, but I wouldn’t make any restrictions on myself. And thus…two blog posts this whole month. It didn’t occur to me until a day or so ago that I should probably post something, just to let people know I’m still around and this URL still functions. So, here you are. It’s all I’ve got, people, nothing more than a promise that one day I’ll get back to regularly blogging again. I know already that I’ll have a couple of things to talk about in June (one is another trip to Oregon and the other is my post-West Texas project idea), so at least there’s that to look forward to!

Until then, please forgive me for pouring all of my energy into West Texas Interlude. I’ll return shortly.

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Other People’s Thoughts: Bosque County Romance

When I first moved to Yunnan in 2000, my cousin sent with me a two-CD album of cover songs by Lyle Lovett for the purpose, she said, of reminding me of Texas. Step Inside This House became my “homesick music” over the next decade in China. The album lives and breathes home for me. If you’re not familiar with it, you should change that. Each of the songs is poetry in the form of words and guitar. I regularly included selections from the album on my playlist when I worked at Mountain Cafe — it just made me happy, in a simple way, to be in tropical Xishuangbanna, palm trees overhead and fruity drink in hand, to hear Lyle singing “Texas River Song” or mentioning places like Waco or Abilene.

Now that I’m back in the States, the songs from Step Inside This House continue to make my regular playlist. I wrote on the blog last August how “West Texas Highway” and “Ballad of the Snow Leopard and the Tanqueray Cowboy” were part of my soundtrack as I looked through my grandparents’ photos and schemed about putting together a book on West Texas. Not long after, that book began taking more definite shape, and I continue to turn to those songs for writing inspiration. As I interviewed my grandparents earlier this year, they would often have the satellite on their TV turned to the honky tonk radio channel, and many of the songs from Step Inside This House would come up, though in their original recordings, rather than in Lyle’s versions — those songs literally became a soundtrack to the book, as my voice recorder picked up the music in the background while we conducted our interviews. Then, when I spent a few extra days in the Fort Davis area after Pat and Randy headed home from our road trip in March, I mainly chose these CDs as my playlist for my solo drives.

And now, as I’m 50+ pages into the writing of the first draft of West Texas Interlude, I come to the part of the story where Bob D and Ann (my grandparents) tell of how they got married at ages 20 and 18, set off in their car for the desert, and started raising a family in the dust and drought of 1950s West Texas. How could I not think of “Bosque County Romance,” the third song in Steven Fromholz’s “Texas Trilogy” that opens the second disk of Step Inside This House? Change the names Billy and Mary to Bob and Ann, and it sounds so similar to stories I’ve heard from my grandparents. It’s a beautiful song, with Alison Krauss singing harmony.

The song is a story of love built on more than passing emotion, built on a life lived together working in the same direction. It’s the same story of love I see in my grandparents — it’s one of many things I’ve learned and seen in them that I aspire to as well.

I’d love to embed a video of it here, but alas, I could not find one. Here are a few of the lyrics instead:

Mary Martin was a schoolgirl

Just seventeen or so

When she married Billy Archer

About fourteen years ago

Not even out of high school

Folks said it wouldn’t last

But when you grow up in the country

You grow up mighty fast

 

They married in a hurry

In March before school was out

Folks said that she was pregnant,

“Just wait and you’ll find out.”

It came about that winter

One gray November morn

The first of many more to come

A baby boy was born…

 

Now Billy kept what cattle

His daddy could afford

Bouncing across the cactus

In a 1950 Ford

The cows were sick and skinny

And the weeds was all that grew

But Billy kept the place alive

The only thing he knew

 

And Mary cooked the supper

And Mary scrubbed the clothes

And Mary busted horses

And blew the baby’s nose

And Mary and a shotgun

Kept the rattlesnakes away

How she kept on smiling

No one one could ever say…

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