Publishing/Cut Chapters

Tell Me How Fabulous You Are (And Win a Copy of the Book)

The proof is in the pudding, so they say. Next week I will send a list of names or “Influencers” to my publisher.

So, what is an influencer?
I’m glad you asked. Honestly, I’m still trying to figure this out myself.
An influencer is someone who reads the book and spreads the word.
Pretty simple, right?
When I started the book-writing process, I imagined the hardest part would be finishing the manuscript. This next part, the marketing part, is trickier yet.
That’s where influencers come in. I am looking for two or three people who are great word-spreaders.
Take a glance at a few chapters under the “Look Inside” on Amazon.
If you like what you read (and you want a shot at receiving a free book), comment below and tell me how fabulous you are.
Make it fun. It’s Friday. We all need a laugh. Or, just tell me you’d like a chance at a free book.
Directness works too.
I’ll pick the person with the funniest comment and two Master Influencers.
Let the fabulousness begin.
Ansley fabulous


  • Lizzie

    Yay! I’m so excited this book is coming out soon, and I’d love to be an “influencer”! I’ve already been telling people about the book since I knew it was coming out soon, haha. Congrats, Miss Dabney! 🙂 But yeah, I’d love to feature you on my blog (and was going to ask you if you’d like to anyways) and spread the word through good ‘ol word of mouth, Facebook, reviews on Amazon, CBD, Goodreads, and my other book-review blog as well. Oh! And I have yet another blog I could feature you on, since you’re a homeschooling mama. So anyways, I think I could definitely be a source of influence, and would love to do that for you!
    I’m only going for the “master influencer” title, but just for fun, here’s why I’m fabulous too:
    I am fabulous because I once had a cat named “LC” which stood for “Lizzie’s Cat.” We’re a pretty creative bunch, my family and I. 😉
    I am fabulous because I am double-jointed and can make my right index finger touch the back of my hand. How did I find that out? Well, you could say I have a lot of time on my hands. 😉
    I am fabulous because I broke my arm as a little kid by going out onto the deck to keep from taking a bath.
    I am fabulous because, almost every Saturday night, I have popcorn for dinner.
    I am fabulous because I sing show tunes in the shower. Loudly.
    And finally, I am fabulous because I once saved a 5-year-old paraplegic from a burning building and went in a second time to save her kitten as well.
    …Okay, no. Not really. That last one was a lie. But I think you’d agree anyways: I am pretty fabulous! 😉

    • dabneyhedegard

      I. Am. Dying. Bwahahahahaha! This was so AWESOME! You have GOT to repost this on my facebook page later (check out the other comments, too–they’re pretty funny). This is exactly what I was looking for. I know this is God’s book. He’s the biggest influencer I’ll ever need, but can I just say…I think you run a good chance of winning the “Master Influencer” title! Woo-hoo!
      Thanks for making my day, Lizzie. I didn’t know how super clever you were. Did you really break your arm while avoiding a bath? And the burning building comment was over the top. Loved it, loved it.
      Big hugs!

      • Lizzie

        Haha, thank you, I’m so glad I could make you laugh! Thank you for the question and this opportunity. I had a lot of fun with it, so it made my day, too! 🙂
        And I’ll do that! I’m having a blast reading all the replies. Definitely a fun question!
        LOL, yes, I really did break my arm trying to avoid a bath. I was only about four or five at the time, and I knew the deck was off limits since it was about 12 feet off the ground. But I didn’t want to take a bath, so I went out there and hid. We had stairs that led down off of it, and I was sitting on the second to top stair when I fell off it and broke my arm. I decided then my parents were worth listening to, and baths weren’t all that bad! 😉
        Oh! Forgot one other reason I’m fabulous:
        I’m fabulous because when I was little I either wanted to be a nurse, an author, or a nun. Yes, a nun. 😉
        <3 Big hugs back,

  • Kelly Buri

    I am fabulous! My fabulosity comes from being the clutziest thirty something year old woman I know– I still trip over sidewalks, trip over steps, and sometimes I am just walking and there is nothing there am somehow I lose my footing. I can’t wear white, not because of my kids but because I spill, smear, splat anything and everything on myself. I have had a bird poop on me! I am stain target. I wish constantly that there were hip adult bibs! Skirts fall into toilets, toilet paper sticks to my shoes, food gets in my hair, flip flops break while I am out running errands, shirts get caught in things and tear…I step in puddles, poop, and piles of grossness constantly. I carry wipes, paper towels, toilet paper in may car at all times– NOT for the kids! I am a walking disaster but I laugh at it all– THAT makes me fabulous! 😉 My ability to laugh and make others laugh makes me a great influencer!

    • Kelly buri

      Just for kicks– I am even more fabulous because at my own wedding my dress caught on fire, while I was feeding Paul cake my slice fell off the plate and rolled down the front of my dress (red icing and all) AND during a toast my cup missed my mouth and I poured sparkling cider on myself– I thought I was supposed to feel like a princess?!?!?!!

      • Dabney Hedegard (@Dabneyland)

        I know a bunch of people commented on FB, but you ladies have a hug chance at winning! Oh, my funny!! I laugh each time I read this. Best. Gift. Ever. I should have had one of these contests earlier!!! Love it. 🙂 Thank you, Kelly, for sharing your chronic clumsiness with me. I feel so much better. I’m a wall-bumper too. 🙂 Totally can relate. 🙂

  • dabneyhedegard

    This contest is closed. Winners were notified via email. Most commenters were selected from my Facebook Page. Thank you to all who participated!

  • jim

    My life felt like a bumper car with a missing steering wheel.~ Dabney Hedegard Honestly, I NEVER thought I’d be able to relate to a 90 lb female cancer patient/warrior but you had me in tears by chapter 2. Laughing in 3 and by Chapter 13 I kept reading right on through my nap time. (!@#$%^&^%$#) I finished it by that evening and realized I even shed a tear in the “Acknowledment” section! How’d you do that??? Hey Hedge-a-gard get out of my head so I can get some sleep!

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