This week I’ll hear back from my editor for her final sweep of A Raven’s Touch. I’ll make the necessary updates. After that the story will go to yet another set of editors who will do a final review of my changes.
I really want to get this story up and out into the market. I’ve already started writing the sequel, but I have a feeling it will also take me another three or so years.
Last year around this time I thought I was ready, but no, oh not by a long shot. I hope to god something else doesn’t happen and I decide to fix the story again. I’m getting to the point where I just can’t wait to release the damn thing, but I don’t want to put out an inferior story.
I have sent my re-written WIP to my editor for her final review. That simple sentence is enough to turn my stomach inside out. I want to simultaneously puke and celebrate.
If this works out, then I’m going to be able to finally wrap up my novel, get it formatted, and ready as an ARC for bloggers. Then, I’ll start planning all the things I need to do to promote and that will not be a small task. I plan on sending my book to as many bloggers who will review my story. I’m estimating that to be at least 500 to start.
After the book is finally released, I’ll have more promoting to do and of course start on that second book.
I’ll most likely have a lot of Office Space moments because I never plan anything and I can’t chart a plot to save my life.
So, book two, coming up…in four years, or so.
In the 90’s I was a teenager who listened to a lot of alternative rock. I don’t even know what on earth that even means these days. Alternative to what exactly? Either way, I love(d) No Doubt. One of my favourite songs was “Just A Girl”. It has an upbeat bass line, truthful lyrics, and is sung by an actual girl. Other than Hole, “Doll Parts”, it was a song that really moved me and still works for me when I need inspiration. I really miss the 90s sometimes.
I’ve been listening to way too much Bush this week, but my teenage self is rather happy. Back then I used to day dream about Gavin Rossdale, but who the hell didn’t?
The man still looks the same, so I don’t know if it’s some kind of rock and roll pact he made with the devil, or he has amazing genes. Either way, his music has been inspiring me lately and I have been head banging away while writing.
My new job has helped incredibly so. I am no longer in a soul sucking environment where I feel my brain is melting out of my ears. It’s so amazing to actually have people acknowledge my skills. Incredible. This renewed happiness works for me and my writing. I’m finding a balance where I have time in the morning again to work on my story.
At some point this behemoth will be complete. I refuse to put out mediocracy. Also, I’m having an issue with setting the timing/pace. Sigh. What a surprise. This is what happens when you have a vampire character. I find I have to constantly throw in signs that the sun has gone down or people will assume he’s a sparkly vampire who can day walk. No. No. No. No one sparkles.
All this to say, I’m getting there, now faster than a turtle.
Sometimes the best thing to get a project going is to give it time and take a break. Recently, I moved house and that alone requires an insane amount of effort. Oh, don’t mind me, my life is a mess right now, just excuse me please.
Almost three months later I’m finally getting it together and taking back my time to write again.
Without further adieu, I will continue on with my bad self and get my book published!
I’ve had my story edited twice, beta read about 20 times, and yet the last person to read my story told me things I have NEVER thought about. Now, I’ve been writing this story for two years and I honestly cannot believe that no one has picked up on this and how I couldn’t see it for myself. Sigh.
I don’t even know where to go from here, but I’m going to have to try to figure it out. I have to white board it all out and see where I can add and tweak my story. Ah, I honestly hope I can make the June deadline I’ve self imposed.
Back in 2012 I opened a Facebook account. Little did I know that I’d meet some amazing and supportive people. I have to say their friendship, and encouragement has meant the world to me.
JD Nelson, Aneesa Price, Chrissy Jarvis, Kelley Grealis, Charmain Zimmerman Brackett, Madison Sevier, Tonya Allen, Kahlil Hernandez, Jennifer Clark Sell, Jennifer Ammoscato, Jordan White, Kendra Schmucker, Helen Lewis, Colleen LeHew Lee, and a big squishy hug to Gemma Hargreaves. Gemma, if I ever come to your part of the world you can believe I will give you the biggest hug you’ve ever had in your life.
I cannot thank you all enough. There are many more, but I’d be here all night. Just know I value you all and I wish I could express the thanks that is in my heart for your help and support along the way.