Assassinations in the shower are on the rise.
This is what I imagine fire kittens look like.
Super Fuzzy: Check
Perturbed expression because it is both cold and wet: Double Check
Conclusion: I hearby declare this a Fire Kitten, we be warned to tread lightly and feed often.
I can not and will not ever claim to be an active user of tumblr, I only with the greatest of rarities indulge in meme’s of any kind on my personal blog, and the directions of that class of distraction as time has gone along has failed to tickle my sense of humor, which is why my other blog went away. But I do try to put at least some effort to keep my reader’s appraised of what I am up to, at least a few months at a time. And as of my last un-update, not very much of extra-circular activities has changed.
I am still writing with regularity and very rare has been the day when my word processor has not been open into the background of whatever else I might be doing. However, I have not yet finished a hoped for third book but have made several promising starts as well as progress along several fronts during this most recent silence. Whether these more or less ‘New’ stories will one day find themselves published is a matter for speculators of philosophy and religion to contemplate, because for now I have no interest in ‘sticking to my guns’ and forcing progress. This has as much to do with the reason why I have not yet finished book 2 of the Forgotten Children series even though it would take less than a day or two to see it in the done, but unedited, category. It is something that will certainly see more than enough ‘face-time’ with me this year to be finished and published in due course. But for now a back burner is hardly the worse place for it, sooner or later, the urge will strike me to read through what is there, and then work through to the end of the beginning.
As for those things I’ve touched, lingered upon, worked on, or otherwise have contemplated for some span of weeks in between my last un-update and this one. There have been several stories with the potential to one day soon become future novels and even one or two that might become future series, depending on how things grow between now and that uncontemplated future. There have been several efforts to work on things for my ‘other’, oft-rumored, writing career, which has in truth lingered in obscurity and inactivity for now longer than a year. But it will likely be much longer still for anything on that yet unnamed, and much more difficult, front. For now I have been enjoying my hiatus far, far, far too much to worry over the times when one story has been set aside in order to work on another that might turn out to be equally as deserving of a little attention.
However, seeing as it is now approaching six months since my last two publications hit the proverbial shelves on the same day, it is getting close to a somewhat made up ‘witching hour’ when I should really begin to think of making a slightly more productive use of my time. In other words, I’ve begun contemplating, calculated, and judging how long it has been since something new has been put ‘out there’. While I have not nor by any means planned a schedule or contemplated a certain release date, I did want to get my next book out early on the year. With three months and a random day now past, ‘early’ might well have flown past long since on the highway of life, pot holes not included. I have yet to make up my mind on the matter, but for me ‘thinking’ is often a precursor to ‘doing’ as my story hopping might indicate.
With one book near completion and still simmering on the back burner and one having waited most of a year to be fixed, finished, and pushed out into the world. The as of yet unnamed book, and series, has been mentioned before, and it is probably high time my steam-punk-esque story get it’s day in the sun. Which might well prompt me in future days to dig back into the book’s already started sequel, and just one of the ships I have past in this long silent night. Other than a first few chapters, which were written many years ago and therefore in serious need of sweeping alterations, my truest and biggest sticking point will be a cover for this as of yet unnamed book. Outside of the cover-art for the Sixth Line of Defense, it promises to be my biggest challenge. I had and have considered hiring an artist to make out a theme appropriate work of art, an image in my head that would have covered at least the first two books. While one artist rebuffed my inquiry, the other quoted a price that while likely worth it, would have been more money than I’ve made selling all my books in the past two years. Suffice it to say, my unskilled attempts will have to do. It is a task I might be able to pull off with some measure of success, but won’t be by any means the grandiose thing I’ve contemplated for it, something it and all my other books will have in common now.
Some day I will be recognized as the literary genius I truly am (April Fool’s!) and there will be money enough to recover all my books as I would have wanted them to be. For now however I, and they, can make do with my often troubled efforts to clad them in decent imagery. So for the two of you I know about who actually read my posts for such notifications, be wary for sooner or later I’ll have a new book out and about in the ether, no doubt to be greeted with lackluster sales. There are certain to be notices, down the road, when I get off my lily white buttocks and do the work ahead of me that will warn when that process towards publication is begun, closed to finished, and all the way done, not that anyone really pays me any attention about such things.
For now take heart in the fact that I am not dead, nor has my bizarre little hobby hasn’t driven me into madness. Outside of those two things happening in the next few weeks, I’ll get back into the nitty and the gritty and get something else to add to my slowly filling ‘shelf’ on the e-readers the world over.
10 signs you are a grammar nerd…
All but number 7
Same with the number 7, also only partially so on number 10, save that I claim ‘Poetic License’ in self defense.
Not so sure about some of them, but if they are even half as accurate as Aquarius, well.. no other words need be said.