Publishing and Editing Services … “The Pick and Shovel Work of Perfection”

Every one who comes to my blog, bowmanauthor, knows I write poetry from abstract to antiquity to the absurd. I write tips and tricks of the trade in publishing trends, and my passion: books of fiction, usually with a paranormal vein. I also try to post some book reviews, but not so often of late as I also do fiction editing, graphic design for business promo packages, and ghostwriting for nonfiction. My dance card has been a little full. Reading for pleasure has taken a backseat to the heartfelt world of mentoring other writers: the “Pick and Shovel Work” of plot and content development.

That’s where bowmaneditor@outlook.com comes in. The job everyone hates to tackle in their own writing where the “Elements of Style” meet English Composition. The not so creative necessities of making sure everything gels together in accuracy, clarity, and cohesiveness. The part that us creative authors hate to ¬†do! Pesky rules on punctuation, grammar, and verb tenses, word definition and choice, and flowing syntax. Yuck! Knowing the parts of speech and diagramming sentences. But it really does help your writing if the sentences really do make sense.

So you never know what you will find when you stumble into my blog. I just hope you’ll contact me when you need a little assistance with a manuscript that needs a little polishing. Picks and shovels also mine precious gems from congealed ore. Let me help you take your diamond in the rough and release its brilliance in all its multi-faceted glory.

Happy writing as well as creativity and polished editorially correct manuscripts to everyone!

Deborah A. Bowman, Publishing Advisor, Writer/Editor/Ghostwriter, Formatting and Critiques

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Friday evening…

The workweek is done.

Not all battles were won,

But it saves some challenges for next week too.

The weekend begins.

We’re all on the run

To get through traffic without coming undone.

Not enough time to do the things we want to do.

Got to find time to rest

And enjoy the weekend.

We want to do our best

For our family and friends.

So next week, we do it all over again!

HAPPY WEEKEND, MY FRIENDS!

My days of the week have come to an end . . .

by Deborah A. Bowman

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Thursday…

Thursday is the little niggle

Of excitement, looking forward to the weekend.

“It is almost upon us,” you giggle…

Time for planning, invitations to send,

To do more than is possible, of course.

But it is light-hearted consideration,

Harming none and enjoying the sensation

Of looking forward with exhilaration

To Friday eve, Saturday, Sunday.

This is where the mind is at on Thursday… Enjoy!

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Wednesday …

Midweek for those who seek

A time to catch their breath.

Maybe a day to stop and smell the flowers?

A day to reach into your inner depths

To find a way to reach towers

In the skies and heartfelt spiritualism.

We must take a moment to ritualize

Our feelings of destiny and oneness

With all things of the earth and heaven above.

We must grasp onto all that we love…

Blessed greetings to all God’s souls

On a Wednesday, as it unfolds.

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Tuesday…

Some think that Tuesday is an uneventful day,

But the day is what you make it!

Save some interactive times, come what may,

In which to remember and organize your to-do list.

The week is set up; you’re back in the groove;

You can make things happen; you’re on the move!

Business is growing; ideas are flowing;

Your unique confidence and capability is showing.

Let the world see your true self … on Tuesday!

by Deborah A. Bowman

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Monday…

A serene rain drips from the sky

Washing the world clean in silent tears,

A soft beauty under full gray clouds.

Workers will dodge through sodden crowds

As the business week begins again…

Breathe in the crisp air.

Close the umbrella, if you dare.

Feel the chilled droplets of autumn

As rusty leaves slither to the ground.

by Deborah A. Bowman

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Sunday…

A rich day of sun and reflection

As early autumn sneaks into our lives.

The time of bountiful renewal is expected

As the orchards and harvest thrive,

Preparing for winter’s sleep.

But in saying goodbye to another season,

Do not linger in sorrow and weep.

All has come and gone for a reason

For tomorrow brings its own awe-inspiring scene.

In the bright colors of God’s paintbrush,

Sunday is perfect … silent, glowing, serene.

A whispered breath of glory; do not rush

Through a day of splendor!

by Deborah A. Bowman

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