Pre-Order for Book and More!

SQUEEEEE! This is it! My Treetop Love Adventures book is ready for pre-ordering.

Treetop Love Adventures: Meet the Flock

Here’s the exciting book details:

  • 6″ x 6″ of high gloss art & story yumminess
  • 12 original Treetop Love Bird art illustrations
  • 12 associated delightful stories
  • $30 Canadian + $7 shipping (US & Canada) or $10 International

Treetop Love Adventures: Meet the Flock

This is a fun and affordable way to enjoy all 12 of my bird illustrations. But wait! There’s more!

For each book you pre-order you get a 5″ x 7″ quality durable print of a Treetop Love bird of your choice ($8 value) for free!

Treetop Love Book and Pring

Perfect for framing for yourself or giving as a gift. But wait! There’s more!

SQUEEEE … this is just too much fun!

For each book you pre-order, you will also be entered into a draw to win the complete set of 12 prints (value $96).

Treetop Love Bird Prints

I am accepting pre-orders through May 23. Your parcel will go in the mail May 24, which just happens to be my 55th birthday. What better way to celebrate than to send the Flock out into the world?

“How do I pre-order, Eliza?”

To place your pre-order, complete the form below. Remember to pick out your free print(s) as per the below Bird Chart. For each each book you order, you get a print. 1 book = 1 print; 2 books = 2 prints … you get the idea. I will then email an invoice to you through Square which you pay online. IMPORTANT NOTE: payment MUST be received before midnight May 23 in order to be eligible for the free print(s) and to be entered into the draw.

Treetop Love Adventures Flock

You can expect to receive your invoice within 48 hours. Please check your ‘junk folder’ if you don’t see it, and if it is still missing in action absolutely email me at eliza@yourcreativeflow.com

Thank you so much for your order. Whether you see yourself, family, or friends in one of the birds, or simply fall in love with the flock, this art and storybook is sure to delight and inspire.

Thank you for joining us in the Treetop Love Adventures.

~ Eliza and the Flock

 

Like having a baby

I love getting parcels in the mail. I consider them to be prezzies, even if the contents were purchased by me. Yesterday’s parcel, hands down, was the best I have received in my life.

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“What, Eliza? What was it?” 

A book!

But not just a book. MY book. Written and illustrated by me! ERMAGAWD!

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I squealed with glee extracting the book from the package. I grinned like a fool walking back to the house. I sat on the couch and held it lovingly. And then …

… I burst into tears.

It was like having a baby. Okay, not really like having a baby. I had three, and literally speaking this was nothing like having a baby. But roll with me here. The stages of publishing a book have definite similarities.

Stage 1: Contemplation – “Gee, I should write a book someday.”

Stage 2: Other People’s Insistence – “You should totally write a book!”

Stage 3: Resistance – “No way. I am so not ready to write a book.”

Stage 4: Decision – “I am totally going to write a book.”

Stage 5: Realization – “Holy shit! I am writing a book!”

Stage 6: Labour – “Frig, this is a lot of work!”

Stage 7: Delivery – “It’s here! ERMAGAWD it’s here!”

Which leads to me sitting on the couch, book in hand, crying …

Stage 8: Angst – “I did it! Now what on earth do I do with it?”

See? Just like having a baby … without the morning sickness, weight gain, and labour pain.

The crying didn’t last long, and I am back to excited. I can’t wait to share it with you all. This copy is the proof, so first I need to make sure all my i’s are dotted and my t’s are crossed.

Next week I will have further exciting news … because there is more than just the book.

“What?!”

I know! It just keeps getting better.

Stay tuned!

~ Eliza

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Treetop Love: Stewart

StorytellerStewartStewart is a reformed gossip. He was never malicious. He was simply a collector of tales. The problem was, they weren’t necessarily his stories to tell.

“I overheard the wild turkey hens and apparently the gobbler thinks he’s all that.”

One day, it dawned on Stewart his flock would stop chirping when he joined them. When asked what was up, their response horrified him.

“We don’t trust you, Stewart, with our stories.”

This floored him. He was the flock bard! The keeper of history! It was his job to tell stories, was it not? “Collective experience stories, Stewie, not personal stories!”

The world absolutely needs storytellers to point out our strengths and weaknesses such that we are inspired to learn and grow. Fortunately, Stewart was able to discern the difference and is now a well-respected bard.

In fact, all Treetop Love stories are told by Stewart. I am merely the scribe.

~ Eliza