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January 25, 2012

WARNING: Road construction ahead—there will be bumps

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It's not easy wearing so many hats, and I may have to shed a few. In the meantime, some changes are underway to this site, the Nellie Bly Books site and the new site dedicated solely to my book: Sister of Silence.

That's because, in the last few months, I missed both an invitation for an interview with the Dr. Drew Lifechangers show, and another one from ABC in San Francisco. The error was my own, since I'd been using the email address connected with this site. That email address has been plagued with thousands of spam messages, probably because porn seekers and people selling erectile dysfunction drugs come upon my site while surfing the Net with their favorite online phrases.

Yes, I've literally lost very crucial emails—case in point in the last graph—thanks to the spammers who love me. (Okay, well I was also ill and not checking my email like I normally would have—but if not for the spammers, I would have long ago synched that prior email account with my cell phone, and checked it at least 10 times a day like I do my Gmail ones.)

So one week after I found the ABC interview invitation (obviously one week too late), I changed the email address. Because apparently Google does a better job of heading off the spammers than this site's host server does. And I added a phone number. It's all on this site's home page, if you scroll and scroll and scroll to the bottom.

Here's the second scoop, though: I need my own website. This is it. Sister of Silence, the book, deserves its own website, as well. And as soon as I can figure out where to place it, I will. And then there's Nellie Bly Books, my indie publishing company, designed to serve a very small niche market for journalists and journalism. It needs its own site.

So far, I hope you're following. Because it will no doubt get more complicated before it gets less so.

For now, all you need to know is this: If you want to send me any personal correspondance about my book, you can do so here: sisterofsilence@me.com.

If you want to buy a paperback or e-book, you can do so here: Nellie Bly Books.

If you want to keep abreast of the latest Sister of Silence news, you can click that link. For now, it will simply bring you back here. I hope to have that changed very soon.

In the meantime, please watch out for the bumps! (And please, I really have no need of Viagra, so if that's the best you've got, skip it. Really.)

Editor's note: If you're looking for a book you can't put down, one that's averaging between 4.4 and 5 stars on Goodreads, Amazon and Barnes and Noble, and which could just double as a self-help handbook, this book may be it. Or, if you're a parent and want to better protect your children, or if you're a victim who has survived child sexual abuse, please go to Amazon and read the Sister of Silence forword. Written by renowned (and now retired) FBI special agent Kenneth V. Lanning, it's well worth your time.

December 10, 2011

More Than 1,000 Readers Enter Book Contest

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Entries come from as far away as Australia

Well, the blogosphere contests are over and whew, do I have some work to do: Goodreads announced via an email I received at 3:03 a.m. that 1,099 people—some of them from Scotland, New South Wales, and elsewhere—entered to win a free copy of Sister of Silence!

Now I just have to decide how to choose the winners. Unlike the 156 entries from the DearReader and Shelf-Awareness contests, it's a lot more work when you've got almost ten times as many people who entered the Goodreads contest. There's the collating and printing of each name, and then they must be cut apart, if I'm going to put them all into a (much bigger) hat. Or I could just go through the list of entrants and look at their photos, and choose the ones with the best smiles. Or the best hairdo, or choose only those folks who like the same kind of books I do. I could even base my decision upon where they live, for instance, by saying I'm going to award a free book to everyone in Texas. Or Tallahassee, Fl.

I'm really not sure what to do—so why don't you help me? Send your suggestions to the email below or post it on my Facebook or Twitter page. I'll read them all during the weekend and make my decision Sunday night. The winners will be selected and announced Monday morning.

Maybe you can also give me some feedback on the following: in the first contest, people saw my photo, and 156 of them were "hooked" by this:

Dear Reader,

It took me 20 years to write SISTER OF SILENCE, but if you're like my other readers, you'll read it in two days—and learn how I went from abused teen to suicidal mom of four by 21 to award-winning journalist determined to survive.

"Daleen you are a magnificent storyteller." — Bob Edwards

"It's a must-read for the brave-hearted." — Asra Q. Nomani

"It's a wake-up call for all of us to help end the silence!" — Dr. Jacquelyn Campbell

I'm giving away 10 books plus Starbucks gift cards. Write to me - daleen(dot)berry(at)gmail.com - to win.

But in the Goodreads contest, readers there saw a photo of the SOS cover, and 1,099 entered after reading this:

A victim of child sex abuse at thirteen, she was forced into a shotgun wedding after her high school was featured on national television for having the highest number of pregnant teens in the U.S. But then Daleen found herself married to a coal miner who kept her barefoot and pregnant. By age twenty-one she had four children. Sister of Silence is the amazing story of her personal journey: how she went from being a teen mom to an award-winning journalist determined to break the silence that shatters women and children's lives.

I'm new to all the sites where people could win copies of my book, including Goodreads, so I have no idea what their numbers are for members, subscribers, unique visitors or anything else. The only thing I can guess, from the much larger number of entries at Goodreads is that people like the cover of my book better than my photo! (And that's fine by me.) Just a hypothesis, here. What do you think? Send me your thoughts, for I'd love to hear them.

And now if you'll excuse me, I've got some work to do. Have a great weekend!


Editor's note: Buy your copy of Sister of Silence for $9.99 here. If you hate the way a real book feels and smells, then skip it and go for the e-book. It's only $2.99, and it's also available at the above link for the Nook and the Kindle and at Smashwords, for most other formats out there.

December 01, 2011

Sister of Silence: Win a Free Copy

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. . . and Some Starbucks Coffee!

Goodreads Book Giveaway





Sister of Silence by Daleen Berry






Sister of Silence




by Daleen Berry






Giveaway ends December 10, 2011.



See the giveaway details
at Goodreads.








Enter to win





Updated Dec. 6, 2011: On Monday, 10 winners were selected at random for the Dearreader and Shelf-Awareness contest. The following people will receive a free copy of Sister of Silence and a Starbucks gift card: Brianna H., Avil Beckford, Gregory Sparks, Janice Chan, Richie Oviatt, Shaji Krishnan, Laureen Sonia, Joseph Macko, Teela Young, and Michele Arnold. (Because there were so many entries, I decided to choose another 10 winners--based on the content of their entries. Stay posted for those results. There was more than 150 entries, so it will take me some time to read them all again.)

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For the last few days, two contests have been underway for readers in the blogosphere. And I've been bogged down with responses—so many I have had little time to attend to anything else—to the point where I totally forgot to post it here. Please don't be offended! It has nothing to do with you, and everything to do with me.

What I have found time to do is post info about the contests at Facebook and Twitter. The first contest can be found at DearReader.com and Shelf-Awareness.com. You can sign up for the free newsletter at Shelf-Awareness (located on the home page on the right side, in a yellow circle) or "join" the library book club of your choice at DearReader, which will allow the blog to come to your inbox.

If you're like me, though, and entry-form challenged, then just take a shortcut and go here, where you will find Sister of Silence and the contest. But hurry, it ends Sunday night (Dec. 4) at midnight (EST)!

On Monday, Dec. 5, there will be a drawing (by an independent and impartial person, who is under the age of 10) for Sister of Silence. Ten names will be pulled from the hat, and I will mail each person a copy of my paperback book AND (drum roll, please) a Starbucks gift card!

If you miss the deadline for that contest, don't despair—there is a second one! It's a free giveaway at Goodreads, a cool reading site for literary minds. All you do is register there, for free, and toss your name into the hat. This contest ends sometime Friday, Dec. 10. I'm not sure what time. (But when you enter, you'll see the clock ticking down. And, if you're better at math than I am, you should be able to figure it out for yourself.)

On Saturday, Dec. 11, there will be another drawing (by yet another independent and impartial person, who is under the age of 10) for Sister of Silence. Ten names will be pulled from the hat, and I will mail each person a copy of my paperback book. And something else free that you will like, and that may even be . . . a Gloria Jean's gift card.

I'm going to post pictures—most likely on Facebook—of the names being drawn from the hat. If you're one of the winners, and want me to post your picture, send me one (jpeg file) as soon as you receive word, and I'll gladly post your picture, too.

Finally, if you simply must read my book as soon as possible (or if you have a problem with patience, like me), or if you're loaded and just like paying for your guilty pleasures, there is still time to take advantage of my Cyber Monday special! It runs through this Saturday night.

Here's how it works: Buy a paperback copy of Sister of Silence and receive a free 30-minute phone call or Skype (or Facebook) chat with the author. (That's me!!!) If you hate the way a real book feels and smells, then skip the book and go for the e-book. It's only $2.99, and it's available for the Nook, for the Kindle and at Smashwords, for most other formats out there.

Sorry, no author chat included. Well, if you twist my arm I might . . . okay, what the hey, you win: I will throw in a free 10-minute phone call or chat. (Take the phone call—there's just something about hearing someone's voice that's a bonus.) Besides, then you'll know what I sound like and be able to hear me reading in your head as you dig into my book.

Hopefully, I'll be the only other voice in your head you hear, besides your own!

November 19, 2011

Price Cut Reflects Desire to Reach More People

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In a rapidly-evolving environment, change is constant. In the book publishing industry, that change continues to occur at warp speed. Or at least, it feels that way.

Ever since Sister of Silence was first released in February, I've debated with myself, with colleagues, with other authors and especially readers, over the paperback book's price. That decision was compounded when the e-book was recently released.

The way I figure, if the major publishing houses can't get a grip on what's happening well in advance, or at least in time to proactively make decisions that will benefit their companies, then how should I be able to make the best decision for my pricing model?

That's why I asked for input from the people around me. The problem was, the numbers were all over the place: from $7.99 to $19.99 for the paperback (317 pages) version, and from $2.99 to $9.99 for the e-book. Some folks warned me not to set it too low, for fear prospective buyers would somehow translate that to mean an inferior product. (Which it isn't, in my humble opinion.) Other people urged me to err on the opposite end: they didn't want me to set it too high and price myself out of the market entirely.

So I made an executive decision, setting the prices at $14.99 (discounted from the retail $18.99 ticket) and $9.99, respectively.

But in the meantime, some things have happened to make me rethink the pricing structure for my books. First and foremost, the Penn State tragedy—which has become a veritable Pandora's Box involving one of the biggest child sex abuse scandals in this country—has victims speaking out for the first time. Victims who were emboldened by this case, and by the reprisals that are occurring in this wake of this case.

And many people are actually having a dialogue about what it means to be a responsible parent, and talk to children about sex and abuse—long before and so those children don't have to become victims, too. The opinions about how to do this are pretty similar, but my guess is that parents are still going to be squeamish when it comes to discussing anything about sex with their children.

So they need all the help they can get, right? What better way to do that, than to provide what some people are calling a "groundbreaking tool" that can be used for just that purpose, at a price more people can afford? We're talking about saving not just children, but families and society, for wounded children become wounded adults—and we've all seen what wounded adults can do when they lash out at others. It isn't pretty and the carnage is often deadly.

Second, and while this is less important than the first reason, it must be given equal consideration: If The Glass Castle (which is one of the books my customers buy) is selling for less than $10 on Amazon, why should I expect my book (written by an unknown author) to be priced any higher? Personally, I don't believe I should, and I don't. Thus the SOS paperback price has been reduced to $9.99.

When it comes to the e-book, I'm going back to the feelings I had at the outset: making, selling and distributing an electronic book costs next to nothing—especially in comparison to the costs involving in the same process for a book printed on paper. J. A. Konrath said it best in The Newbie's Guide to Publishing Book, and I should have listened to him before: e-book prices have been set too high. So, if your price is too high, people who want your book badly enough will pirate it, which is lost profit. But if the price is set low enough, people who don't know you will take a chance on your book--because they don't have much to lose. (He and other self-published authors, like M. J. Rose and Amanda Hocking, have certainly found this to be true.)

The book industry is going to continue to evolve, as more e-readers and e-books roll out, and paper books will continue to find less favor among readers. For now, at least. In the meantime, it makes sense to offer the SOS e-book for $2.99, because it doesn't cost nearly that much to produce it. And in the long run, if the lower price results in more sales, then that just means that more people can be helped by reading it.


Editor's note: Nellie Bly Books now offers the reduced price for the printed book, but the new e-book prices may not show up at Amazon or Barnes and Noble for 24-hours.

If you are a parent and want to protect your children, or if you're a victim who has survived child sexual abuse, please go to Amazon and read the foreword of my book. The foreword alone is well worth your time. If, after reading that, you want to purchase SOS, you have several options: paperback or e-book, direct from Nellie Bly Books (where you can also find links to Amazon and Barnes and Noble), or even in many bookstores and libraries around the country. (That number is growing by the day. If you can't find it in a bookstore or library near you, just ask them to order it. Libraries, especially, are finding they have a long waiting list for the book, if they only have one copy in distribution.)

November 04, 2011

Sister of Silence: Please don't buy my e-Book

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Updated Dec. 6, 2011: The new and improved e-book was uploaded recently and is now available here: Amazon, Barnes and Noble and Smashwords (for iPads and in most other formats). The current version available at iTunes is NOT the revised ebook. Please hold off on buying it there until further notice. (We're awaiting Apple's approval for the new file we submitted. The minute we get the green light, we'll tell you.) Thank you for your patience and for bearing with us during this process.

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I’ve been debating whether to make a Netflix-like executive decision: you know, one of those rash, rushed calls that don’t take into account the consequences of one’s actions—be it lost customers or lost profits.

Having reached this decision and without further ado, I am pulling the e-Book version of Sister of Silence from the shelves, so to speak. The company we (Nellie Bly Books, LLC) hired to convert my paperback book into an electronic file so as to be available to the masses has not been able to correct the errors that crept in during the conversion process.

Since I’ve been debating this action for about three weeks now, I’d say mine is less of a Netflix-inspired managerial move, and more like that of Elton Mayo. He’s the Harvard business professor who conducted a worker productivity study at the Western Electric Hawthorne plant in Chicago back in the 1930’s. What Mayo was looking for was whether a change in lighting conditions inside the plant helped, or hurt, employee productivity.

What Mayo found was increased productivity—but it had nothing to do with the lights. Instead, it had everything to do with listening to the employees’ wants, needs and concerns.

The Hawthorne Effect, as it’s come to be called, essentially means this: An organization cannot succeed if it doesn’t listen to its employees (or customers, as the case may be).

We are listening to our customers, because we recognize first, that the customer is always right. Second, we know that without a good, solid, quality product, we cannot sustain the word-of-mouth advertising necessary for our company to succeed. And without our customers, we don’t have a business.

We did not spend 20 years crafting a product that has been edited and proofread dozens of times, and which took a first-place award in a state writing competition, just to see it fall on its face because of a conversion process that renders it hard to read. As readers ourselves, we demand nothing less from a book—be it paperback or electronic—than any other reader would: it must hold one’s attention, it must flow well and the transitions must be smooth and seamless. In its current form, the Sister of Silence e-Book does none of this.

Until we can produce an e-Book that does, please do not purchase any versions of our e-Book until we state here, on this site, that it has our blessing, and is good to go.

The “we” I refer to is mostly me, since I own Nellie Bly Books. But it also refers to the dozens, if not hundreds, of people who have helped me market Sister of Silence by word-of-mouth, by loaning out their own copy, or by dropping off copies at local colleges and libraries, women’s shelters, police stations and hospitals. It certainly refers to anyone who’s spent a dime on an e-Book that contains errors.

If you are one of those customers and you are unhappy, please email your receipt to me showing the date of purchase and the price you paid, and I will happily provide you with your choice of either a PDF copy of Sister of Silence, or one in paperback.

If there is anything I’ve learned from being a reporter, it’s that accuracy is everything. And mediocrity is unacceptable.

Editor's note: Please email me at daleen[dot]berry[at]gmail[dot]com. (My apologies, but the spammers make it necessary to do this.)

If you haven't yet done so, but you'd love to read the book, you can buy it here: Nellie Bly Books

October 21, 2011

A welcome first

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Have you ever gotten someone's phone number you knew you wouldn't dream of calling? Maybe someone you would love to call, but didn't dare?

When I was in college in 2000, I supported myself and two of my children by working as a computer tech, providing customers with telephone support. It was fun and interesting, and gave me some free time to do my class work. But once in a while, I would get a call from someone I would have loved to have called back. For one reason or another. Of course, that wasn't permitted, so I never did it. But that doesn't mean I didn't want to.

In view of my upcoming book signings (West Virginia Book Festival this weekend in Charleston, W.Va.; Barnes and Noble in Morgantown, W.Va., next weekend), I've been handing out business cards for my book. I'm not sure how productive this is, but I do know that people really seem keen on getting them. So two nights ago, I got a call from a clerk at a store where I had done some business. The card didn't have information about the signing, so I had mentioned that to her when I gave her a card. She and some coworkers tried to find the information about the B&N event, but couldn't—so she called me.

And I was delighted. Gave her the time, the date and the location, so hopefully, I'll see her and her coworkers there. If not, then at least I know that it can't hurt to tell people about something you have, that you think they might be interested in. The worst thing that can happen is, they aren't.

But better yet, they will be. They might even call to ask you for more information!

Editor's note: If you love to read, or simply attend lectures, I hope you'll join me at 1 p.m. today at the WV Writers' table inside the Charleston Civic Center. I won't be the only writer there; several other great WV authors will be there.

Next weekend, I will lecture, read and sign books from 1-4 p.m. Oct. 29 at our local Barnes and Noble. The store has several copies of Sister of Silence available, and I would love to sign your copy. If you aren't local and/or can't make it that day, but you'd love to read the book, you can buy it here: Nellie Bly Books

September 23, 2011

Sister of Silence banned at California high school

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Let's really kick off "Banned Books Week"

Three days ago when Livermore High School librarian Stephanie Bogetti learned that I had spoken to students at Granada High School earlier this week, and my book, Sister of Silence, was shelved there, she immediately asked me to come speak at LHS before I flew home to West Virginia.

Problem was, I was booked on an early morning flight today, headed home. So I offered to change my flight if she found enough interest from teachers and students to make it worthwhile. ("Enough" meaning more than a handful of people, since changing my travel plans would mean money out of my pocket.)

She said she would be able to fill the library, which has about 75 seats. I changed my flight to tomorrow, eager to speak to more students. (Especially since two of my children once attended that very same school.)

However, the hastily-prepared email that went out to administrators and teachers alike, came back with such an overwhelming response from teachers throughout the school that she soon realized the LHS library would not hold nearly enough people. So she moved it to the school theater. Then it became clear that the single event, slated for 8 a.m. today, would not allow as many students to attend as teachers planned to bring.

Before 9 a.m. yesterday, I received word from the librarian that—if I didn't mind—she needed me there all day, so I could speak several times throughout the day. Teachers would bring their classes in, and the total audience, or so I thought, would come to about 500 people. This morning, I learned the actual number was closer to 1,500!

Did I mind? Not at all. The more youth who hear this message of hope, the better. So many of them are faced with serious problems, and feel isolated in a world that sometimes causes them to look for a way out. I used to feel like that, and I didn't know the way out. But I found it—and I want to share what I learned and how I did it, with other teens who may be as confused as I once was.

The only problem was that by the time I arrived at LHS at 7:30 a.m., wheels were moving backwards. Teachers who had lesson plans that included my speech were told to make alternate plans, and students were left wondering what had happened, when they lined up for the first speech. I'm pretty sure they thought I canceled, leaving them hanging, when no such thing occurred. Quite the opposite!

Discussion quickly became focused on the school board, the school district, and the powers-that-be who make such decisions. I was told adequate prior approval was the reason the entire event was cancelled, leaving students and teachers alike extremely upset and disappointed, and reducing a librarian to tears. That's because Bogetti is now afraid that every single book will have to undergo prior review and approval, before it comes on school property.

Livermore's principal, Darrel Avilla, told me he hopes to bring me back in November—after he AND the school board read my book. In the meantime, the only remaining copy of Sister of Silence was removed from the shelf at LHS, while all copies in Granada's library remain in circulation. (Students had already checked out the other three copies at LHS, which had only been there for as many days.) In one hour this morning, six other students were turned away when they requested Sister of Silence, as the librarian told them they weren't allowed to read it.

Which is when it began to feel more like censorship and less like poor planning. I began wondering what the process is for other books that go into the library, and asked Bogetti how that worked. She said she reads reviews for the books she purchases, among other things, and looks at teacher and student recommendations. Then she told me something I didn't know:

"I haven't tried to have an author come and speak for several years because the last time I did—and it was an author who was already here in the area, for another event—the author's publicist told me the hourly rate was $200. You can't get authors to come speak at schools for free," Bogetti said.

That's right: most authors charge schools a fee for their time. Imagine that. Yet this author not only was not charging the school a dime, but I was giving away books for free to teachers. And, I incurred more expenses when I changed my flight and had to keep my rental car for an extra day so I could accommodate the request to come speak at LHS.

Don't get me wrong; I don't mind a bit spending my own money to help educate students. What I do mind is unequal treatment for students. If Granada students could hear me speak, why couldn't LHS students? If my book is allowed to be read by Granada students, then why not LHS students? Something doesn't feel right here, and I'm really not sure what it is. But a few things about today make the journalist within me a little, well, concerned.

For instance, I know Precious, by Sapphire, is shelved there, as are far more graphic books with far more disturbing topics—and Sister of Silence isn't even graphic.

In addition, I overheard a discussion about one teacher's email reply, when she learned the event was cancelled. She expressed frustration that Bogetti's planning, the teachers' response to it, and my own efforts—all of which were going smoothly and which had caused great excitement in the student body—would not result in school officials trying to find some way to give it the green light, anyway. In other words, if the proper channels weren't given a chance to give their blessing, then get them on the phone and get that blessing posthaste, so the show could go on.

Especially when, after pitching the speech—almost verbatim—to Avilla, he told me it was a great message and certainly nothing in it would be dangerous for students to hear. In fact, he said he was responsible for bringing the Laramie Project to students here—and that's a program that deals with sensitive topics that teens need to know about.

My book does not discuss anything as controversial as homosexuality; instead it discusses how teens can prevent themselves from becoming victims of sexual abuse, violent relationships, or teen moms. And in today's world, when two of the most popular shows are about teen pregnancy, isn't a discussion and a book that explores how difficult it is to be one, almost a necessity in a high school library? Don't students need to hear from a teen mom who had four children by the time she was 21, and who was so overwhelmed by both that and the violence in her home, that she reached a point where, one day, she decided the only way out was to kill herself and those children?

More important, do we want to leave teens defenseless against such suicidal feelings (regardless of why these thoughts occur) or do we want to equip them with the skills to know how to save themselves from such a plight to begin with? Do we want to help them to see that, even in the darkest circumstances, life offers hope and each of us has a well of resilience within us that can carry us through the dark times?

Of everything I say during my 45-minute speech, I like to think the three things I tell students that are most important are as follows:

1) Each of us is good at something, no matter what it is. Find that one thing and hold onto it, for, like writing did for me, it can take us far beyond any relationship with another person.

2) If you need help, no matter what kind of help, all you have to do is ask for it. People will bend over backwards just to help you, and many of these people are teachers. All you have to do it speak up and ask.

3) Keeping secrets is dangerous and can be deadly. The more you break your own silence and speak up—maybe beginning with just one person at a time—the more you learn that shame or guilt has no hold on you. Speaking up frees you in a way that keeping secrets cannot, and empowers you to the point where you become a new person. A stronger person.

I've been told mine is a powerful message, but I deliberately package it in a discreet way. I believe, and so do the people who have heard it, that it's a message filled with hope, faith, and the ability to thrive. I just hope students at LHS understand I had nothing to do with today's decision. I also hope some day very soon I can come back and share my message in person with each and every one of you!

Editor's note: If you are a teen, have a teen or just want to know what all the fuss is about, you can read a few pages of SOS online at Amazon. Sister of Silence, which is being used by at least one Bay Area therapist, to help her patients work on healing from abuse, is available in paperback or as an e-book. You can buy it here: Nellie Bly Books

Book tour 101—Part 1

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Saturday:
I missed my flight after throwing everything into a suitcase at the last minute, running out the door and finding I-79 traffic at a standstill for a 20-mile stretch. I tried to detour around said snarl, only to meet the gods of roadway havoc. Thank you, pizza delivery driver who smacked the back end of another vehicle, causing an equally bad snarl on that two-lane, curvy road.

Met a really nice Southwest ticket agent, who spent about 30 minutes trying to find another flight for me, to no avail. So instead, she booked me for the first Sunday morning flight and gave me a voucher for a discounted hotel stay. By then I was so tired and unwilling to take I-79 anywhere, that I got a room and looked forward to an evening of relaxation and a good night's sleep.

However, the gods of restlessness interfered, and after 2.5 hours of sleep, the perfumed sheets woke me up with a burning sensation in my nose and throat. Thank you, gods of allergies. (And hotel chains that didn't get the memo about the allergic reactions such "luxuries" lead to.) As if I needed to be awake at 2:30 a.m., when I had hoped to catch up on missed sleep, intent upon waking only when the alarm went off at three hours later.

Sunday:
Arrived at PIT more than two hours early, had a leisurely stroll through the terminal and security lines, took a few pictures showing airport history, and even had time to sit down and eat breakfast—a burnt English muffin and oatmeal so thick it caused the plastic spoon to bend in half. At the gate, I was the passenger everyone else had to wait on, when the buzzer went off and declared I shouldn't, after all, be on that particular flight. The gods of chaos were obviously awake, too, fast at work again.

The PIT-DEN leg was three hours. I took one of the few remaining window seats in the rear of the plane, and felt sorry for the poor man who was stuck in the middle beside me. Husky and tall, he was built for a bigger seat than comes standard on today's planes, and he looked like a tuna crammed into a can. But he was very nice, said he was going to Denver for federal training and, as it turns out, he lives in Morgantown. I invited him to my Oct. 29 book signing at Barnes and Noble.

Once we landed at DEN, I had another nice leisurely stroll and ate a much better lunch than I did breakfast, then lined up for the next flight. Was buzzed again at the gate, but that was quickly sorted out, and I found myself in another window seat, next to a UCSF nursing student. She did bring a book, she told me—her college textbooks, to study—when I asked. She seemed very nice, and since I was carrying extra copies of Sister of Silence, I gave her one. Then promptly fell asleep for an hour-long nap. Until the toddler behind me kicked me once too many times, waking me up.

The nursing student was still reading SOS. "I'm so engrossed in your book!" she said. "I'll feel bad if you don't get your homework done," I replied. (She was such a sweet girl, and intent upon her profession so she can help people, and I hate to admit I've forgotten her name. Maybe my poor brain will recall it, once I'm no longer sleep-deprived.) By the time I arrived at OAK, I had figured out exactly how I could get transportation, find an outfit for Monday's TV interview before the stores closed, and get to my lodging in time to keep from passing out from sheer exhaustion.

But since I still had to eat, I called the Berkeley, Ca., therapist who is using Sister of Silence with her patients. "If you don't mind to eat and talk, we can still meet, since I need to grab a bite before going to bed," I told her. Jean Shimosaki took me up on the offer, and that's how we ended up at Burmese Superstar, where I had one of the best meals I've eaten in recent days. Affordable and different, with great flavors and an equally good wait staff, it was very nice.

I asked Jean what it was about the book that caused her to use it with her patients, and how, exactly, was she doing that. What she told me made me feel really good, because, as a therapist, she understood completely why I used italicized text to separate my thoughts from my actual spoken conversation. (This was not just a formatting decision: it was a major decision I made while revising, and I wavered on it for several months, unsure of whether this particular technique would work with readers. Apparently, it is!)

According to Jean, the italicized text shows the thought process that occurred within me, as I began my healing journey. That's really important, since some patients don't understand what exactly it is they need to do to begin healing. The italicized text, Jean said, serves as a roadmap, and by reading the portions of the book where I have done this, they can be helped to see what work they need to do, to heal from their abuse.

I was sound asleep by the time my friend came home to find Goldilocks in her bed, and I never even heard her digging around in the dresser for her own Monday outfit. Sunday ended on a very, very good—even a high—note. Gods of chaos and frustration: one point. Daleen: five points. (Because I'm keeping score, and I say so.)

To be continued . . .

September 08, 2011

"Sister of Silence" feedback inspires optimism

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If you know anyone who needs to make some serious life changes, please buy them a copy of Sister of Silence. If you're a therapist or have one on speed dial, tell them to download it from Amazon. If you're a parent, a teacher or someone who still stumbles through life numb and encumbered, get the book. It really can help you, as well as those important people whose lives you touch.

I recommend it not because I wrote it, but because so many other people say my story resonates with them, and they are recommending it to anyone and everyone. One reader has literally become a one-woman band, as she tells anyone whose path she crosses about this book, urging them to read it.

From California, another reader said her therapist is going to use Sister of Silence with her own patients.

I recommend it because a well-respected national expert in the field of domestic violence suggested I introduce it at an upcoming conference being held at the University of Berkeley.

And I continue to recommend it because daily—and often, more than once a day—I hear such positive feedback from readers who keep telling other people about it.

It's honest and raw, and thoroughly candid in discussing some pretty ugly topics—but in a way that hopefully will leave you (the reader) more open to talking about sexual abuse, domestic violence, and filicide-suicide.

"Your book was amazing." (A social worker who read Sister of Silence told me this yesterday.)

Another woman I just met, who owns a publishing company, said her dentist asked her if she'd read my book. (Now that's great word of mouth advertising!)

"Your style of writing captures SO much emotion that I found myself swept away with each sentence!!! Please know that I will continue to suggest your book to others as it is a message that NEEDS to be heard," another reader wrote.

"I finished reading your book last night. What a powerful story you have told! I admire your courage in making the choices that you had to make. I also admire your courage in telling your story. This book can be a significant aid to women who are living in their own Hell. I won't ever forget your story. It breaks my heart that you had to live that way, but I am encouraged by the fact that you have made something positive of the experience by writing this book." That's what Rhonda Jenkins, an educator who's seen her fair share of children stunted by abuse, told me last month.

"I am impressed with Daleen Berry. She is bright, brave, and a true blessing. This woman is making a difference." (This is from another reader and while she credits me for what's happening when people read my book, I don't. I do believe that anyone who has survived something painful can—if they are willing—turn their negative experience into something positive that has the ability to help other people.)

At a recent book reading, one woman bought four copies of my Sister of Silence. Four! One for herself, one for her daughter, and two for friends or family! She had heard enough about it to believe its message would make a difference. I hope it is. And does.

July 14, 2011

One mom's plans to use SOS as a homeschool tool

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Last week in California I met an energetic entrepreneur and savvy businesswoman—who also happens to be a single mom of two. Jil is homeschooling her daughters, who are ages 12 and 14.

Homeschoolers have been a part of mainstream life for some time now. (Once upon a time, I dreamed of homeschooling my brood. I couldn’t have begun to pull it off, and didn’t even try. Well, except for that brief time when my teenage son came carting all his books home, and casually announced that he told his teachers I was going to homeschool him. Knowing how miserable he was in public school, I decided to follow his lead. It lasted less than a month.) The parents who homeschool use a variety of lesson plans for their curriculum. Whether they come up with their own or use one that’s already “board of education certified,” homeschooling seems to be a growing trend.

Jil now plans to use Sister of Silence in her curriculum, and this is how she’s going to do it: first of all, Jil’s going to use it for their English and health classes. She said she wants her daughters to write an English report composed of six paragraphs for each chapter of the book, that will highlight such things as punctuation, grammar, sentence structure, and so forth.

I would have questioned that, had I not already gotten word that a college professor is using it in her English 101 class this fall. “It’s really well-written,” she told me.

Jil says Sister of Silence will also work well in her daughters’ health class, by opening the way for discussions (and other assignments) about such topics as teen pregnancy, mental health, and domestic violence. When she told me this, I thought it was perfect, as these are topics not covered well, or deeply enough, within the public schools.

So there it is—one more positive outcome from my travels to California, and perhaps a way for you to help your own children.

Editor's note: If you are an educator, consider using Sister of Silence, in your classroom--traditional or otherwise. You can buy it here: Nellie Bly Books

July 13, 2011

Thanks to B&N, Sister of Silence can now be purchased via "bricks & clicks"

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So, depending upon one's perspective, you could say tonight's book event was a total bust. That's because only four people showed up. But they bought two books, so that means 50-percent of those who attended made a purchase.

Since I try to look at the world from a glass half full POV, I would have to say that those four people probably enjoyed themselves much more than if 100 people had been there. Because they had me all to themselves—as I had them. That means it was a very small, intimate gathering, and I got to talk to everyone there on a personal level. It also meant I had enough time to answer everyone’s questions, and read a longer portion from Sister of Silence.

Now here’s where the half-full glass gets really frothy. (Because this glass had to have some champagne in it, for all the bubbling that was going on.) When I asked one couple where they bought their book, thinking it was our local indie bookstore, The Bookshelf, they said no, they bought it at Barnes and Noble. “Oh, so you ordered it online?” I asked. No, they again said. “The Barnes and Noble across town ordered it for you?” No, they replied. “They had it in stock.”

This, as you might guess, was news to me. So when the event finished, I drove across town to talk to a B&N sales clerk in person. To find out just what is going on, that would cause them to stock my book. (For anyone who wonders why I find this odd, it’s because traditionally, if your book isn’t published by a bigger or well-recognized publishing house, it will not be sold inside brick and mortar bookstores. They will order it online--thus the "click"--if a customer prepays, one copy at a time. My publishing company, Nellie Bly Books, is quite small and is only beginning to make a name for itself. So while I hoped Barnes and Noble might make wind up carrying my books, I figured it wasn't wise to hold my breath.)

This is what the clerk told me: since April, B&N has sold eight copies of my book—and they just ordered 10 more copies. According to the clerk, for a book that’s had zero advertising, that’s amazing. (She told me this twice.)

On top of this, the books purchased by the two other people who came to Nico’s tonight are going to end up in Pennsylvania—where one will find its way to an attorney who handles child abuse cases. The woman who bought that copy has a relative who’s a judge; she’s also going to tell him about Sister of Silence.

The second book will probably find its way from Morgantown, W.Va., to Florida. That’s because that woman said her sister belongs to this huge group and they would all be super excited to read it.

I know I promised to include more details about the California trip, but new things are happening so quickly, I will have to keep that on the back burner for now. I apologize, and I will try to post it tomorrow!

By the way, did I say I'm excited? No? Well, I am. Very!


Editor's note: If you have a Barnes and Noble in your area, ask them to consider stocking Sister of Silence, too. Otherwise, you're more than welcome to buy it here: Sister of Silence may just be the book for you!

San Francisco and all points beyond

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I came. I saw. I succeeded—in selling or donating 100 copies of Sister of Silence while I was in California. Using Oakland as home base, I traveled east to San Ramon, Livermore and then over the Altamont Pass to Tracy. Then I headed south to San Jose, where I slowly made my way to points north and west, stopping in Sunnyvale, Mountain View, Stanford, Palo Alto, Half Moon Bay, and San Francisco. Crossing the Bay Bridge at least six times in three days, I supplied books to hospital medical staffers who see domestic violence injuries, pregnant moms, single women, mothers with children in tow, and just about everyone in between.

By and large, the response was overwhelmingly enthusiastic. One woman even asked if it was nonfiction. (Yes.) Great, I need something to read. Is it about your life? (Yes.) Even better, she said as she loaded children and groceries into her trunk. (Not to worry—the children went into the backseat.)

Aside from seeing the looks of pure joy and appreciation on the faces of every person who walked away with a book, I would have to say that the highlight of the trip came at Elaine’s house Sunday evening. Well, to be honest, there were so many highlights that it’s hard to name them all, but I will try.

Elaine belongs to two Bay Area book clubs, and has her very own virtual book club besides. Suffice to say she reads. A lot. So do her friends. But sometimes, being overwhelmed by the sheer volume of new and old titles available to them, these women have trouble figuring out which books to read.

That’s where the book club members (I think I’ll just cut to the chase and call them what they are: bookworms!) come in handy. They provide feedback about their latest reading projects, and that feedback ultimately helps other women decide what they want to read. (Or avoid.)

Lately, Sister of Silence has been at or near the top of their list. This is what I took away from these incredibly vocal, intellectually stimulating women. (I might need a hyphen in there, but I’m too tired to check and I gave my personal assistant the night off. )

They absolutely loved, loved, loved the book! One woman said she cried while reading the passage about my near miss, when I almost did a Susan Smith. (Substitute the name of any recent mother in the headlines for killing her children here. We’ve had a rash of them as of late.) I don't think anyone was able to put it down for long, before returning to pick it back up again.

One woman is a high school librarian; she purchased two for the school’s library. We talked at length about adults who prey on children, and how society does not want to see it, a lot of times. We also talked about parents and other people who do see it—but who are too closed off emotionally that they can’t even bring it up in conversation. There was also discussion about how—thanks to both points, above—this problem repeats itself, generation after generation. I heard other women’s stories, which is an honor I really enjoy. When someone trusts you enough they will tell you their darkest secret, that’s incredible.

My favorite part of the evening came when we talked about helping other survivors (who are still masquerading as victims), especially when they are still trapped, and not yet ready to save themselves. It was amazing to see how passionate these women were, how devoted to their friends or other loved ones, and the lengths to which they will go, to try and help their loved one wake up and smell the coffee, so to speak.

Or, on the opposite side, the lengths to which they will remain quiet and just wait, saying nothing, because saying something would close the door to vital communication, and leave the victim without a lifeline at all.

I got lots of questions, about all of the topics in my book, and I was able to share what I think must be Ken Lanning’s favorite line: “Don’t trust anybody who wants to spend more time with your children than you do.” That has to be the key to stopping much of the child abuse that occurs.

Because they wanted to know about some things I had to cut from the book, I revealed the actual writing (and revision) process that occurred. It’s too long to mention now, but suffice to say that Sister of Silence would have been about 700 pages, had I not cut out about half of the content. Does anyone read a book that long these days? Don’t answer if you’re a Harry Potter fan. Better question: who can afford to print a book that long these days? (Well, other than J.K. Rowling.)

Oh my goodness, there was so much more. Too much to go into now, when it’s already past my self-imposed bedtime, when I have been running, running, running, the entire day. When tomorrow beckons with more of the same.

So gentle reader, if you don’t mind to wait for the next post, which will have more good news and contain details about the success of the California trip, I’d be most grateful. Thank you for tuning in!


Editor's note: If you have a book club and need a good title to read, then Sister of Silence may just be the book for you!

July 07, 2011

SOS e-book: Virtual Celebration ends at 11:30 p.m. today

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I'm in California and everyone else is scattered around other time zones, but that doesn't mean we can't party! While I'm here, visiting book clubs, bookstores, colleges and women's shelters, promoting Sister of Silence, you can do your part by attending the Virtual Celebration going on now!

We will be tracking the sales of the e-book for today only and everyone who buys during this celebration will receive a special gift! (Invite your friends and if they buy the e-book, I'll throw in a copy of my SOS workbook, which I'll be using at upcoming workshops.)

Basically the party works like this: you go to Amazon and buy Sister of Silence in its newly released e-book format, and you receive 50-percent off my next e-book, Lethal Silence, due out this fall. (If you don't have an e-reader or a Kindle, you can buy different formats at Smashwords.)

And, just to give you a taste of the next book, the first chapter of Lethal Silence is included with the Sister of Silence e-book! (Unlike my memoir, this book is an academic text that looks at four case studies involving families whose lives were shattered by a lethal silence that left children dead, and the roles such stressors as sexual abuse, teen pregnancy, alcoholism, depression and domestic violence played.)

Let's party!!!


Editor's note: If you want to see what all the fuss is about, but prefer to do so in paperback, check out Sister of Silence, which is still available for only $14.99.

June 22, 2011

Your wait is over: Sister of Silence to be made into an e-book!

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I know it's been more than seven days, and yes, it will be a few more days, but I promise you will be able to order your own electronic version of Sister of Silence within one week!

For everyone who has been eagerly awaiting this announcement, please check back soon for more details as they become available. And please be sure to let all of your friends know they can order Sister of Silence for their e-readers.

My first response was "Wahoo!" like Albert Einstein in the movie IQ. Because, in just a few days, you will be able to read the Sister of Silence e-book on your iPhone, Nook, Kindle, Droid and just about any other electronic toy you personally possess. How exciting!

My only question is: Do I have to pay for my own personal copy when it comes out?

I'll share the details with you as they become available.

Editor's note: For all you traditional book lovers who turn up your collective noses at the very idea of an (*sniff*) e-book, Sister of Silence, which speaks to women of all races, ages, income levels and backgrounds, is still available for only $14.99.

June 13, 2011

From coast to coast, from West Virginia to Wisconsin

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In the last two weeks, I have been so busy writing, working and learning that I've had little time to write my blog.

So here's a very brief update for anyone who's following the Sister of Silence story.

After the gas pump experience—which was pretty cool, I thought—I was content to know that people are recommending my book to total strangers while pumping fuel. But it's just "been getting better (and better) and growing stronger," to steal a line from an old Mama Cass song I like.

First off, I received an email from Hanah, an eleven-year-old whose mom, Aimee, gave her the go-ahead (and, apparently, the Good Housekeeping seal of approval) to read Sister of Silence. Turns out, when Aimee had been a young girl, her mom had given her The Burning Bed to read. The book paid off, and Aimee told me she learned not to tolerate abusive relationships, as a result. So after reading my book, she gave it to her daughter, Hanah, to read—for the same reason.

Aside from telling me how much she loved it, Hanah's email said she had a mile-long list of readers waiting for her to finish it. She also said she liked Sister of Silence so much she really didn't want to loan it out. (Which made me smile. A lot.)

I'm having trouble keeping up with all these incredible stories, too, so this may not be entirely new. Somewhere along the way, I was invited to speak at a book club this Friday. When I called Reva, one of the members, I learned something else that made me very happy. Reva said her copy of Sister of Silence is now in Wisconsin. She loaned it to her two daughters, who will loan it to their local beauty parlor owner, who will pass it on to her clients. It's a tradition they have with really good books, and it saves the economically-strapped small-town residents from having to spend money they don't really need to. Reva wasn't really sure how many people would read that one copy—she just said she hopes she gets it back!

Reva also said SOS needs to be in every school in the country--for the teachers to read.

Now onto a story that started in March, when I went to California. There I sold two copies to Whitney, who said she wanted to take one to her mom when she returned home for a visit. Her mom, Suzanne, has spent her professional life in the social services field, helping others. I just received her email today. Here's what Suzanne said:

"I am Whitney Thorniley's mother. She told me about your book and brought it with her on her last visit. I have just finished it and want to let you know how much I appreciate your brave and insightful account. I was moved, touched, worried and exhausted for you as I turned each page . . . Sister of Silence is written in a voice that will speak to women from multiple socioeconomic and educational levels. You have created a gift in the sharing of your story and I would love to help you promote it."

Thank you Aimee, Hanah, Reva and Suzanne! I'm honored, humbled and, quite honestly, blown away.

Editor's note: Sister of Silence, which is not about Farrah Fawcett but which does speak to women of all races, ages, income levels and backgrounds, is available now for only $14.99.

May 26, 2011

World of F2F, virtual friends collide, helping to promote book

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This is how wonderful the online world can be: it can make connections between people who would never otherwise meet, providing them with resources they need. (It can also highlight the holes in your publicity department, showing where you're missing crucial sales.)

By the way, when I use "F2F" above, it's not in the network sense. I was trying to decide how to describe people I know from my daily life—as opposed to those virtual friends I've met online. So in this case, F2F means face-to-face.

A couple of months ago, I saw a former business owner I knew, a F2F friend, on Facebook. I'm not sure who reached out first, but we ended up becoming FB friends. I had not seen or heard anything about Ed since my early reporting days. (He once owned a computer business in Preston County.) He ordered a copy of my book, Sister of Silence, and sometimes posts insightful comments with suggestions about how to continue marketing it in this online world.

Yesterday he made my day—not in the Clint Eastwood sense—but by sending me an email that goes, in part, as follows:

"Hi Daleen, Well this is an amazing story. I met (a new friend) the other day at the local gas station. We talked for 30 minutes and . . . I recommended your book to her . . . I mentioned your name and she said you had already emailed her, yet said nothing of your book!"

Turns out, she was new to the area and facing a challenging move. Something about her told Ed she needed to read my book. (How cool is that?!) Of course, he was shocked that she and I had already "met" via Facebook—and that I had not promoted Sister of Silence when we did so.

(Here's the thing: I have many diverse interests, some which have nothing to do with my book. And sometimes, I just don't want to seem, well, pushy, by automatically saying to a new contact: "I'm an author and you should really read my book!" That being said, this story shows I probably need to ramp up my marketing strategy.)

I "met" this same woman, apparently just prior to when Ed met her in person, on FB. I saw her post in a news feed and sent her a message. Not a "please friend me" message, just a general, friendly inquiry. I have a close friend in California with the same last name, who once wistfully told me that, due to her parents' divorce, she wasn't close to her father's side of the family. Because it's an unusual spelling, I asked this woman if she had relatives in Ohio, where my friend's father was from. Turns out, she did.

I have a feeling this story isn't over yet, but for now it has a semi-ending: I feel good because people are talking about my book while pumping gas—which is pretty good, considering that the high price of fuel has turned the experience of just going to the gas station into a negative one. (Have you noticed how crabby people are, as they fill up their tanks these days?) And now they have something positive to share with each other, as their paychecks virtually disappear into their fuel tanks.

I've also learned it doesn't serve me well to be shy about my work, and I've sold another copy of my book. Plus, Ed said he personally believes he's being used in a way that will help others, which is the ultimate highlight of this wonderful story!


Editor's note: Sister of Silence, which is not about FB or anything else virtual, but which does nonetheless actually provide amazing life insight, is available now for only $14.99.

April 13, 2011

When perseverance pays off

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Rick Shartzer was right. All I needed to do was be patient and let my hard work and perseverance pay off.

"It's only been a month," the Cleveland school teacher said.

"I know, but patience has never been my strong suit," I whined. (I know I was whining, because I heard it in my voice. Which took me back 15 years, to the days when my children would tease me: "You want some cheese to go with that whine?")

That was before I knew that Sister of Silence sales were going to begin climbing so quickly. So to date, this is how my book is trending: Feb. 18—official launch date. Sell a handful of books. Feb. 19—book release party. Sell 25 books. March 1—books are selling, on average, one per day. March 15—slow climb, two a day. March 30—three a day. April 8—sales appear as if they're going to climb. But appearances can be deceiving, or so I tell myself.

Then, on April 11—just two days ago, in fact—something happened. What? I have no idea. Well, I do have a few, but they're not based on hard data—just conjecture. That, and feedback from readers. Feedback from people who are now finding this blog (Thank you Tumblr, Twitter and Facebook, for leveling the playing field for women like me, who have been financially strapped most of our lives!) and actually posting real, honest-to-goodness comments—instead of inviting me to buy Viagra, or push-up bras, or worse!

Some feedback comes from people I know, but much of it is coming from people I've never met before. And that's the exciting part—and the part that makes me realize that all those literary agents and publishing houses are pretty clueless about not just the publishing world, but life in general. ("Nobody likes me. Everybody hates me. Think I'll go eat worms.")

Unlike the Amanda Hocking of two years ago, when she wrote her first post, I know what readers want. I know what they like, and I know they will keep coming back for more—if you just give it to them. That's really at the heart of the matter, and what the publishing industry boils down to.

I know I also have a pretty solid record as a good writer. Yes, being an award-winning journalist doesn't hurt—unless you're caught in a whirlpool of unemployed, Pulitzer-prize-winning ones. And yes, having a boatload of professional development courses on your CV certainly makes a difference.

But wait, most of my readers don't even know these things about me. I seriously doubt that many, if any, of them have even seen my resume. What they do know—what I'm hearing, from what they're telling me (or other people, who are then telling me!!!)—is that my writing appeals to them. They sense I'm someone they can relate to. And guess what? They're right!

A woman I never met ordered Sister of Silence recently, after seeing an article about my work in the Preston County News. After receiving it, she wrote to me. I answered. She wrote back. She was thrilled. I was thrilled that she cared enough to write. It was a mutual admiration society in the works, for sure. And growing by the day, apparently.

Because not long after, a second woman (another complete stranger)—who ordered her copy while I was in California a few weeks ago—sent me a message while I was online and we began chatting. To be honest, I didn't have a lot of time, but she was so sweet and happy I took the time, and, as it turns out, we had a lot in common!

A day or so later, her daughter emails me, thanking me for taking time to talk to her mother, and telling me how much her mom enjoyed it. She was moved with gratitude. I was moved that she was moved, and really appreciated her thoughtfulness in seeking me out to tell me these things.

Here's the thing that all of this has taught me—and it's a lesson I learned under Linda Benson, all those years ago while cutting my cub reporter's teeth: To get the story, you have to be a good listener. You have to pay attention to details. You have to ask questions. You will learn more by listening than you will by doing anything else.

Are you listening now? If you have a voice, if you have talent, if you have a good story to tell—then just do it. Don't sit back and wait for someone to pull it from the bottom of a drawer, long after you're dead, and reap the rewards of your hard work.

Because this is what will happen if you have these key ingredients: your book sales, on a rainy April 11, will QUADRUPLE in sales. (And those are just the sales you know about.)

I feel like Casey did, in "Casey's Revenge" (a sequel to "Casey at the Bat")--because this time I'm not striking out!

Editor's note: Sister of Silence is $14.99. To order your copy, go to: http://nellieblybooks.com/sister-of-silence.html

March 07, 2011

Every once in awhile, magic happens

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The thing about working for the media is, you sometimes take all the "glitz" that goes with it for granted: tight security, rubbing shoulders with celebrities, or gaining access when other people can't.

But when you change places, you tend to notice these things. Or at least I did, when I entered the parking lot at the Sirius XM offices in Washington, D.C. recently. Even more so, as a security guard accompanied me into the building and I signed in, waiting to be escorted to my interview with renowned broadcast journalist Bob Edwards.

I didn't interview Bob—he interviewed me. What an experience! It began when I offered to send a copy of my book, Sister of Silence, to him. He graciously accepted and a month or so later, I found an email waiting for me: it was from one of his producers, a lovely young woman by the name of Ariana Pekary. She said they wanted to arrange an interview, and did I have a radio station nearby? That week was full, but they had time the following week.

Turns out, by mere coincidence, I had already planned a trip to D.C., to visit my son. He had been urging me to sign up for a speakeasy event for months, but I'd been dragging my feet. Finally I had done it, and we arranged for my visit. The timing couldn't have been better.

So I picked up my rental car (My own 1997 auto had been acting up, so I didn't want to chance a breakdown on a D.C. beltway.) and excitedly headed east. The speakeasy would be fun, I thought, but the main reason for my trip was my son: I hadn't seen him for a year, and he had been on my mind for several months. Bob was a bonus.

That's how I came to be inside the Sirius XM building one cool February morning, where I found myself sitting across from one of the most well-respected journalists ever. Mr. Edwards, for those of you who haven't been on this planet very long, has not only been inducted into the Radio Hall of Fame, but he's garnered the prestigious awards to match, and interviewed anyone who's anybody. When he was with National Public Radio (NPR), as the "Morning Edition" host, more than 13 MILLION listeners loved listening to his voice, which is smooth and rich, like a fine cognac. I was one of them.

So it's really not necessary to say I was nervous. As an interviewer, I know what's involved in sitting in his chair. You prepare your questions, and then you ask them. Sometimes, other questions come up during the interview. I didn't know his interviewing style, or if his questions would be confined to my book. (A good friend suggested I brush up on current events, just in case. I did, and I also shopped for a new shirt, borrowed my daughter's best coat and went to the beauty salon.) Yes, I was nervous.

But Bob turned out to be a thoughtful and gracious interviewer, putting me at ease almost instantly. Ariana had given me a bottled water (which I needed, considering how dry one's mouth becomes when you're nervous) and I was slowly trying to twist the cap off so I could take a drink as Bob queried me. I reasoned that I could take a sip, swallow, and then be ready to answer his question.

"We're not live; would you like to take the top off and take a drink?" Bob asked in an amused tone. (I'm sure that wasn't a prepared question.) But it was the perfect ice-breaker, and I smiled, realizing we weren't live. This was a recorded interview, to be broadcast later. Bob's gentle kindness allowed me to tell my story freely, without worrying that the man asking the questions is at the top of his field. (At the top of my field, when you think about it.)

We talked and talked, and I think he went through four or five pages of questions. If I didn't understand the question, or didn't answer the question he asked, he rephrased it. He's a fantastic interviewer, I must say. So it was nothing short of a privilege to be invited there. When we were finished, we chatted briefly about one of the themes from my book that I think is crucial. So does Bob, from what he said.

(And that is, abused women simply must stand up for themselves and their children, and the children must come first, before the man. Too many women stay for far too long—and I can say this, because I was one of them—and the damage done to one's children can then become irreversible. Because children cannot fend for themselves, a parent's primary responsibility is to do it for them. That's all there is to it.)

I had brought along a camera so I could have my picture taken with Bob, but I was so enjoying the conversation I totally forgot. When we left the interview room, we joined Ariana and Dan, the sound engineer. (He's charged with making me sound more intelligent and witty than I am—a big task, trust me!) And I hope Bob doesn't mind, but I want to share the other reason I forgot about the photo op. It's because the first question out of Bob's mouth, as we all stood there, was this: "Has Oprah called you yet? Because this is right up her alley."

(Oh yes, did I forget to mention the life-size picture of Oprah that adorns the wall just as you enter the Sirius building?)

If I hadn't been on my toes, Bob, Dan and Ariana would have watched as I stood there with my mouth gaping, wide open. It's one thing for people you know to tell you that, but it's on a different level entirely when Bob Edwards says it. And if that wasn't enough, he then asked if anyone was working on a film version or a screenplay. I wasn't on my toes for that one, I must admit. I'm pretty sure I stammered.

Here's the thing: as a journalist, meeting Bob Edwards, being interviewed by him, is an honor. But coming to realize he and Ariana (and perhaps even Dan) actually read my book, and had such glowing words of praise for it, left me ecstatic. Ariana escorted me downstairs and I know I floated out of the Sirius building, because I was on Cloud Nine for at least a week. Maybe more.

And it doesn't get any better than that!

Editor's Note: Daleen's interview with Bob Edwards will air tomorrow, Tuesday, March 8, on Sirius XM Radio (XM 133 or Sirius 196) at 8 and 9 a.m., and 3 and 8 p.m. Eastern Time. If you are unable to listen on a satellite radio or online, you can always download the podcast.

January 28, 2011

How do you slow down a speeding train?

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I don't know, but I think I'm about to learn! For the past twenty-three years, I've lived with a project that was, more or less, like one of my children. Every artist, writer or composer who sweats blood and tears over a painting, a book or a composition eventually feels like this labor of love is an offspring. A child. Their child.

Sister of Silence has been just such a child, for all of these long years. It's been shoved to the back of a drawer, relegated to the bottom of a box or buried beneath a mountain of books and journals, and yet, somehow, I was never able to let it go. Just drop it. Forget about it, and walk away.

I had something to say, yes, that was certainly part of it. I had a story to tell—another reason I would, from time to time, dig out the most current revision and began afresh. But it was more than that: it was something bigger than me, with a life of its own, and I didn't feel I had the right to not make it available for other people.

Because, the truth is, Sister of Silence is a book about shattering silence, about helping women and children, and parents and families. It's about education and sterilization and every topic you could imagine, but which you might not bring up during "polite" conversation.

They say people who become paralyzed and do nothing to act, when action needs to happen, do so from fear. One thing many people are afraid of is success. I am one of those people. As a journalist, I love telling other people's stories. I've been doing that since high school. That love, that singular occupation that no blogger could ever understand, had he not worked his way up the ranks at a newspaper office, is something that allowed me to stand in the background. I was content there.

I don't like being in the limelight—I never have. But Sister of Silence has forced me to stand here, and lately I've learned that this might be something I have to do on a regular basis. I do so only because I know I've got something to say that people need, that they want to hear. I know this because after finally setting my book to free, to succeed or fail on its own, I'm receiving deeply-moving, personal responses from the readers who've gotten to read Sister of Silence.

With those responses have come other . . . invitations and opportunities. None which I can mention now—but which I will, as soon as I can. That's why I know this train is not going to slow down anytime soon. I just hope I can keep up!

January 09, 2011

Arriving Soon: Sister of Silence

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This is my life from twenty-six years ago. These are also the opening words from my book, Sister of Silence. My only son suggested I post them here, to share with other people who may be able to learn from them. I'm rather hesitant--after all, there is some distance between an author and her readers, when those readers buy the book online or in a bookstore, and read it in the privacy of their own home. It wasn't even until 2007, when Jeannette Walls (The Glass Castle) gave me some advice that helped me realize I had to be truthful enough to include this part of my life in the book. Because, let's face it, it's another thing entirely to open up the book and share it with the world. That being said, let me just say that postpartum depression coupled with extreme abuse combined to create the feelings I experienced that led to these opening words:

"White knuckles clenched the crib rail as I stood looking down at my newborn. Leaning over, I lifted the sleeping bundle and held it against my breast, feeling the softness of new skin as he pulled tiny legs up against his body. The small silky head turned as he continued breathing slow and evenly, and I felt the whisper of his warm breath against the pillow my neck provided.

Cradling him lovingly, I slowly walked over to the open window, held out my arms, and let go."

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August 18, 2010

Mothers who kill, mothers in prison

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Two more children dead, another mother on her way to jail. Maybe. Maybe not. But in all likelihood, 29-year-old Shaquan Duley will spend time behind bars.

In 1985, if I had followed through with my own plan to drive my car over a hillside, or connect a hose from the tailpipe to the driver’s window, I could have been in jail, too—had I survived either plan.

Fortunately, I never followed through with what would have been the easy way out, from rearing three children ages four and younger, while seven-months-pregnant with my fourth child. I wasn’t a single parent, but I felt like one at the time. I know and understand the stress and frustration that comes from single-handedly trying to care for the needs of toddlers who can’t do everything for themselves. I know what it feels like to be criticized for what you are doing, even as your inner voice criticizes you more than anyone else could.

I’m not sure if that’s what sent Duley over the edge when she killed her two sons, but I have to admit I feel her pain. Not having taken that final step, though, I must also admit I don’t know how she feels now. I can imagine but, and I thank God for this every single day of my life, I never had to feel the pain or regret that comes from a single desperate action.

There are plenty of women, other mothers who have also walked in Duley’s shoes, who have, though. They sit in prison cells around the country, trying to mend their hearts and their minds, after taking their children’s lives. Abigail Arnold, who counsels these women from Coffee Creek Correctional Center in Oregon, told me their grief is overwhelming, and their guilt cannot be measured.

Arnold was kind enough to endorse my upcoming memoir, Sister of Silence, back in 2008 when she learned its topic matter relates to the women she helps. This is part of what she said: “Sister of Silence shows every woman who reads it that she is not alone, that all over the country she has sisters in her pain and fear and shame. For professionals, it offers precious insight into an achingly common theme in their clients’ lives. I look forward to using Daleen’ story as an inspiration to my clients, to show that they matter and that what they’ve survived isn’t their fault. With her gritty honesty and compelling style, Daleen has given my women a way to say, “If she made it, I can, too.”

I’d like to think that whatever happens to Duley, she might end up reading my memoir one day. Maybe it will help her see, like Abigail said, that she isn’t alone.

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May 10, 2010

Coming soon: Sister of Silence

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Okay, my book really is going to happen. It’s not just some pie-in-the-sky dream I’ve had, although some days it does feel that way. Sister of Silence might not land in your local bookstore via a traditional publishing house, but with the industry changes these days that probably isn’t a bad thing.

I say this because during the last few years, the world of publishing has been turned upside down, as e-books, the Kindle and now the iPad have come onto the scene, competing for a major share of the book market. Today that’s happening more and more, making it easier for writers everywhere (like me!) to self-publish their wares. The time for mass-producing your own book and then selling it online has never been better, thanks to sites like Amazon.com.

Sister of Silence has undergone changes, too. Along the way, a New York City literary agent I met while attending a writer’s conference suggested I collaborate with a well-respected editor. That led to an almost totally different book, one that told not just my personal story, but also looked at society in general. Now, two years later, I have stripped the narrative nonfiction sections from Sister of Silence so it’s more in keeping with what a memoir should be.

Most recently, I hired an artist to design the book’s cover. That’s a huge step, and one I’ve been considering for quite awhile. Of course, I once imagined someone from Random House, Scribner or the like would offer me the services of one of their in-house artists, and then we would squabble over whether it was the perfect cover for my book.

With Megan, that wasn’t necessary, and made things much easier. Right now, we’re ironing out the fine details. She’s really gifted and knew what to draw immediately, once I told her the idea I’ve had in my mind’s eye. I’m so excited about this incredible artwork, I can’t wait to post it here for my waiting readers!

Tentatively, I want to complete the final manuscript revisions so it’s ready to ship to a printer by mid-June. In the meantime, we’ll publish the first few pages soon, so please check back often. Sister of Silence will be here before you know it!

January 06, 2006

Sister Of Silence: A Memoir

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Sister Of Silence is truly an inspirational account of one woman whose indomitable spirit led her on a journey to self-discovery and empowerment, where she refused to be silenced.

This memoir tells the story of one abused woman who nearly reached the point of no return, while exploring one of the largest epidemics of our time in a manner that is, by turns, both calmly detached and full of gritty emotion. Sister Of Silence looks at the heartrending reasons why some women choose suicide or even murder as a way out ... but then shows how such deadly thoughts can be overcome.

Sister Of Silence is the first book of its kind, written by an award-winning journalist and columnist who is daring enough to reveal how she arrived at that point of no return. More important, it explores how she found the strength to walk away, and ultimately turned her life around in the process.

The most recent data from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) states that about 1.5 million women are raped or physically assaulted each year by someone who is supposed to love them (an intimate partner). In addition, this violence results in 1,300 deaths annually, as well as two million injuries. Indeed, experts say10-14 percent of married women in this country are raped by their husbands.

But since most violence against women goes unreported, experts say from 960,000 to 4 million women are physically assaulted by men they know and love each year in the United States. And the FBI reports that in 2006, 32-percent of female murder victims were killed by their husbands or boyfriends. Sister Of Silence takes a hard look at how many of these women end up in such tragic situations, by fearlessly exploring where one of these women came from, and showing how other women can be set free from their silence.

In this gripping memoir, Berry lets readers take a candid look into her teenage years in Appalachia, where she grew up among the coal fields of West Virginia. Pregnant at sixteen and later married off to her unborn child’s father, she was suicidal by age twenty-one, after finding herself mother to four small children.

Suddenly Berry was forced to make one of the most agonizing decisions of her young years-–the only one that would save her life and preserve her sanity. For women who have faced these problems and prayed for a way out, or know a loved one who has–-this is a must read!

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