Okay — so I figured it was time for another update on this weird thing that is the life of a writer. I’ll admit part of this is because I’m not in the mood to do much or deep thinking.
It’s been an interesting week.
As you know, I brought Witchfinder out this week. I also put a link to it in the sidebar after one of you nagged me enough — you know who you are. And, oh, thanks.
Of course, under the course of indie publishing can never run smoothly, so I have not yet uploaded the files for the book version of Witchfinder. I’m hoping to do it tomorrow morning, before starting work on Through Fire.
I’ve figured out what is wrong with Through Fire — no. That’s not exactly right. I found out what was wrong with Through Fire two weeks ago, and I know exactly where it’s going. The block broke too. It wasn’t block, apparently, but the final recuperation from whatever last year was (a breakdown seat to music? No, wait, there was no music.) It seems — she says in some surprise — that when I run myself down tot he point that I’m getting continually sick, I can’t write, or at least I can but there’s no emotion in it.
Another point of problem with Through Fire was that in chapter three the viewpoint character has … well, a conference with Lucius. I knew Lucius needed to be an outright b*stard to her, and a manipulative one at that, but after a full book spent in his head and knowing his motives, this was really hard.
Never mind. that’s been conquered, and all of the beginning has been rewritten, and I know exactly how and where this book is going to go.
However, writing it is still being way too hard. And I figured out why. My issue is that I’m between steps again. How do I put this? Visualize writing as a staircase. When you’re between steps, you can see the step below and everything that’s wrong with it (has no one dusted this staircase? And what’s that cat fur?) but you can’t see the step above, yet, and you’re feeling tentatively for it with your foot, so… it’s an adventure.
But i is getting done.
And in my spare time, because you know what the last few years have been job-insecurity wise (for once not for me) I’m trying to get as much of my back list up there as humanly possible.
Orphan kittens is waiting to be published. It will probably wait till I finish all three books I want to send to Baen ASAP.
A Death in Gascony to be republished under its original title of The Musketeer’s Inheritance, is edited and in my hands, but I haven’t had the two hours to go over it. Hopefully I send Through Fire to Toni by Monday and then I do that. (Or might be Wednesday, because the final typo hunt always takes a couple of days longer than expected.)
So… Where is the writer?
Well… Witchfinder has sold, to date 225 copies. Not amazing, but we’ll see how it does going forward. I’ve always been aware the initial push would wear itself out, and then as people read it and word of mouth (and some reviews — if you have a blog and want to review it, I’ll send you a clean copy!) hits, the sales will pick up again. I’d very much like to see 1k copies in a month among other things because it would make this moving project much easier. But of course, I have no way to force that.
Oh, wait, there’s a way to goose it — maybe — and tomorrow I’ll have An Answer From The North for free on Amazon. When it hits I’ll link here, so ya’ll can get it if you wish.
Of course, I set it to go for free, and then looked at the cover. Tore my hair. Made another cover. Then fixed the interior.
When number one son comes on vacation, I’m going to teach him the publishing routine and programs, so he can replace the horrible covers of my early short stories. It’s an endeavor that really doesn’t need my time spent on it, but… should still be done.
Again, though, a free story doesn’t guarantee sales for other things (though for me, at least, it usually works that way) but it’s worth trying.
And I’m working on Through Fire while Darkship Revenge tries to write itself in my head.
So, I’m very busy, which is my favored state — as you guys probably know.
Now, if I can manage to dig out from the accumulated pile of work from last year, maybe I can manage “busy but sane.”
It’s something to shot for.
One way or another, you guys get to watch it in real time. If I start going nuts, I’ll yell for you to throw me a rope.
Let me know which way you’ll pull ;)