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Kindle Publishing: Links, Lies and XML

Shaking the Tree - Kindle Cover

So I finally took the plunge and released the Shaking the Tree into the wild. Spurred on by JA Konrath klaxon call to self-pub and the always welcome sensation of learning something new, I tackled converting my Word manuscript to the Kindle format. Sounds quite simple right? I mean everyone and everybody uses Word, right? Mac or PC. Creative or corporate. Male or female. Facebook or MySpace. Right? Sort of.

While it’s not as easy as they (the ubiquitous they) make it sound, it’s not terribly difficult either. It does not require a ton of coding skills, though being comfortable with HTML syntax is a plus. It does require a big dollop of patience. Sure, you can hack something together that will be semi-readable with little effort, but if you want something with a little polish and panache (in other words something you won’t blush at charging 99 cents for – you can’t give it away anymore on Amazon) it’s going to take a little time and effort. Then a little more. Then some debugging. Then it should work.

Like always, the Internet is a bounty of useful information. To help you sort the wheat from the chaff, here are the tips, tricks, links, sources, documents and programs that helped me the most. Your mileage may vary. Note, this is only for the Kindle. And really only for fiction or manuscripts without a lot of imagery or internal tables etc. Haven’t tackled Smashwords or other e-book formatting issues yet.

Things you will need:

  • A manuscript, or a bunch of words, something to publish, otherwise what’s the point
  • A computer (with internet connection)
  • Mobipocket Creator
  • Kindle Previewer
  • Kindle Reading App (optional, but I noticed some quirks between the previewer and the apps)
  • Kindle itself (optional)
  • A text editor (like notepad or something a bit fancier like Dreamweaver – either one will get the job done. I like the free Notepad++ myself)
  • A KPD account

Ok, the best place to start is at Amazon’s DTP (hmm, seems like they renamed it to KDP recently) KDP Community page. While a bit light on in-depth how-to’s unless you search the forums, the Getting Started Guide is a worthwhile read for the overview and background on the process. A nice way to get your feet wet and ease into the terminology.

Once I ran through the KDP guides, I moved on to April Hamilton’s How to Use Amazon’s DTP guide (a big PDF, be patient). Her PDF (and her excellent indie author site in general) was by far the most in-depth and hands on training guide that I could find (for free at least). It’s chock full of pictures and step by step instructions written very simply and clearly (not easy to do in technical writing). I thought I had found nirvana. A road map to lead me to the Kindle promise land. I mentioned the patience part above, right?

Now, a little background. Over time, my manuscript had mutated into a Createspace template (long story, but I got a free proof copy so the effort was worth it – remember I like learning new things) with a lot of heavy Word formatting. After a lot of experimenting, I blame this more than anything for taking my off the rails that April had so carefully drawn up. Lesson learned, if at all possible turn off the vast majority of Word formatting and use only the most vanilla template.

The dreaded NCX

April’s guide filled in a lot of holes and taught me a lot about what I was up against, but I just could not get the Word generated table of contents and NCX file to play nice. I went looking for more sources. I found romance writer Nadia Lee’s page on kindle formatting. It takes a much more short hand approach, but after reading April’s guide, the learning curve wasn’t steep and best of all, she sidesteps Word’s table of contents and uses HTML formatting and Mobipocket to create one. Using Nadia’s style sheet template and a lot of hands on cleaning up of Word generated HTML (patience, remember), I was able to get a simple HTML version with working table of contents.

So I was 90% of the way there, but of course marathons don’t really start till the last 10 percent. I still had the NCX file to create. Oh, if you dive into Kindle publishing, you will come to dread those three letters. At least I did until I found CJ’s Easy as Pie Kindle tutorials. The NCX file (Navigation control file for XML) is (sort-of) required by KDP. It tells you it’s required, but if you peek in the forums, you don’t need to create one. But I’m a stickler and if I’m charging folks, I might as well do the most I can, right? By the way, the NCX controls the tick marks (and a few other navigation controls) along the bottom of the Kindle. Not strictly necessary, but it’s all about professionalism. With CJ’s tutorial as a guide I was able to hack my way through a working NCX.

The kindle formatting site was also helpful in a glossary sort of way, going back and checking different things. Or seeing the same instructions written a different way. Or just plain debugging and looking for answers. I started here more than anywhere else when I was stuck.

Using Mobipocket to bind it all together and I was done. Maybe this will help any other indie author struggling flailing away with Kindle issues. If so, it was worth the time to write it up. Besides, I’ll probably need it myself when I finish the next one.

You can check out my author site or better yet, buy a copy of Shaking the Tree Kindle edition at Amazon. It’s only 99 cents! Not many things left you can buy for under a buck.

Birthday Boxes

Ooh, the suspense. What's in the box?

Ooh, the suspense. What's in the box?

What to get someone for their 30th birthday? I’d used up my quotas of photobooks and custom made art prints for awhile and none of my ideas seemed to match up with the significance that seems to get dropped on these deca-milestone birthdays? To add fuel to the fire, the present also needed to work for someone that’s nine months pregnant and a house already stuffed with newborn paraphenalia. And I’m just smart enough to realize this present should probably be more about her and less about the baby. Which brings us back to the original question. Jewelry wasn’t totally jibing with our pending addition and therefor more frugal ambitions. What was a guy to do?

Unlike me, Michelle is not a big hobby person which can present some challenges, but still I could think of a lot of smaller gifts that would work, but nothing that seemed big enough for the occasion. Cruising the online gift shops, I stumbled over Norwood Arts’s countdown boxes. While I didn’t want to do the baby gifts, maybe I could borrow the concept. Use the smaller gifts, en masse and make the presentation part of the experience. For my milestone birthday a few years ago, Chelle purchased tickets for three Red Sox games because she wanted the present to be more of an experience than a thing. I was hamstrung by the pregnancy (an experience in itself) on the experience front, but getting ten birthday boxes to be opened one each day might be memorable.

Seven days in and I think the birthday boxes are a success. I bought a number of sizes and styles from the Container Store, printed up some stickers and filled the boxes with a variety of gifts, some small trinkets, others a bit grander in nature. The best part is that after a long day dealing with a baby banging on your ribs, sometimes having a present waiting at home can help make it all a bit better. That and leftover birthday cupcakes, of course.

Garden Party

Snap peas seedlings with chicken wire trellis

Last year I missed the window for the cool season, early spring planting. I had to spend late March, early April pulling up the grass, building the raised beds in the yard and rehabbing/importing soil. I didn’t actually get any plants into the ground until late May. Sure, like a tone deaf man at a karaoke bar, I tried to give it a go with some lettuce and brussel sprouts anyway. The results were not exactly Martha Stewart and rainbows. The heat just kept a foot on the necks of those plants and they never went anywhere. That corner of the garden was like an abandoned block of Detroit. The one real failure in last year’s garden experiment.

One tiny pea plant

Live and learn. This year, freed from two by eights, brackets and back breaking soil improvements, I could get to the planting early. After last year’s efforts, I only had to work in a little compost, some lime and add a few nutrients (blood meal, bone meal, greensand) before getting the dirt under the fingernails. And really, isn’t that why most people garden? A garden is just a guilt-free, bulletproof excuse to play around in a box full of dark, black gold dirt. The only thing missing from my pre-school fantasy was a tiny steam shovel replica.

Aided by some fava bean and snap pea seedlings from the father-in-law, I planted about three quarters of the two raised beds. I wanted to save some room for some early hot plants. Besides doing a better job of canning and preserving the veggies this year (last year everything came in a flood), I wanted to try to do a better job of progression planting to avoid that deluge of produce for two weeks in August. Other than the beans and peas, I have a row of cauliflower, a row of brocolli, three short rows of mixed lettuce, a half row of carrots and some medium containers of head lettuce, swiss chard and some mixed herbs.

More updates throughout the season.

Top 5 Non-Denominational Days of the Year

Nothing beats opening day.

Nothing beats opening day.

The iceberg that has parked itself in my driveway since October is finally showing signs of getting onboard with this global warming trend and the dog has finally shown signs of recognizing that there is grass to pee on beneath that cold, white carpet she desipses. All sure signs that spring is finally decided to yawn, stretch, brush the night gunk off her teeth and get the coffee brewing in New England. She hasn’t deigned to actually make eye contact yet and I’ m still wearning the winter coat most days, but it’s close. So close. Close enough to feel that faint whiff of warm spring air on your neck.


Another sure sign that the old lady is up and moving around in the attic is that daylight savings kicks in this weekend and steals an hour of our sleep. Grumpy on Sunday, but oh the rewards come Monday. That first Monday is one of my favorite days of the year. The very special day when you unshackled yourself from your cubicle, walk out the door at the end of the workday and your flourescent adjuted pupils dilate and burn on contact with pure, natural sunlight. Nature’s prozac. Off the clock and still natural daylight? Hold on while I do a leprechaun dance.

So daylight savings is one. What other innocous days cause me to break out in song and shuffle my feet? Christmas? Thanksgiving? Arbor Day? Too easy. Yes, I’m counting down the days till April 24th, but who isn’t? There are a couple days that come to mind.

2. First Iced Coffee of the Year
The first iced coffee of the year. I don’t order this lightly. For me, the order acts as a demarcation. The final stake in the heart of winter. I’m not fooled by an early Indian summer where the mercury tops 60 in February. That’s a fool’s errand. I’ll bide my time. Study the charts and wait for the day that tickles my taste buds. I’ll know and I’ll watch winter turn to dust with that first cool sip.

3. New England Fall Weekend
Before winter wraps us to her icy breast for a long, long winter nap, New England puts on a gloriously tacky ode to cliches and Americana. Bursts of stained glass colored foliage. Covered bridges and white steeples like a Bob Ross painting. Apple pies, cider donuts, pumpkin patches and Ocktoberfest ales. New England puts on a post card worthy show before packing it in to wait out the winter. I make it a point to set aside one weekend to revel, dance, wallow and induldge in one spectacular fall weekend each year.

4. First Weekend of the NCAA Tournament
The madness. The brackets. The shining moments. The sixth string broadcast teams. The wall to wall college basketball. Crippling gambling addiction aside, that first weekend of the NCAA tournament is a basketball fan’s paradise. From noon to midnight, you can battle butt numbness, the shine from Krzyzewski’s forehead, and seizures as CBS shuttles you around the country to a host of different games. This year with 100% less Billy Packer, I’m looking forward to that first weekend even more.

5. Major League Baseball’s Opening Day
Opening Day as a national holiday isn’t too far fetched. Forget for a moment about steriods, ridiculous contracts, Tim McCarver talking about Jeter’s gams or A-Rod’s completely fake apology and just watch a game. Watch a game when the Pirates and Nationals are in first. Watch that first pitch thwack into that oiled mitt. Watch the first homerun sail over the ad-studded fence into fifty dollar bleacher seats. Watch a game and remember the time you got hit five times in one little league game. Watch a game and remember it’s baseball, Ray. It’s marked the time. It’s part of our past.

A couple other days come to mind and deserve some honorable mention. The smell of that first piece of charred flesh searing in the perfect grill marks on the BBQ. That first fall night with just the right chill in the air and clarity in the stars to make you pile up some wood and build a fire outside for s’mores, meade and that burnt umber smell sticking to your skin. And finally, before the talons come out and sink their cold, icy grip into your heart, that first gentle snowfall is a wonderous sight that sparks memories of snowball fights, sledding and hot chocolate. That soft, cottony memory lasts for maybe six hours. Then that iceberg moves in and takes up residence till March. But, hey, by then daylight savings is just around the corner.