As I wrote the other day, I’ve been bombarded with changes from distributors. Some book titles, art work and even content has to change to conform to their requirements. If I want to the electrons flying and get my books out there, I’ve got work to do.
Strangely, as I made the changes, I started doing more and more editing. I’ve always worked alone…no editor or proofreaders. The only help I’ve had is with the cover art and I’ve got a great guy for that. When I started publishing my work, it was hard to make time for editing. It was something I meant to get around to, but never found the time. Now that I’m doing it, I find it strangely satisfying.
I’m not sure if I like the original stories that much, excited by the improvements I’ve made or just proud of myself for not procrastinating any longer. Whatever the reason, I’m liking it.
Along those lines…if you’ve read one of my books and were frustrated by the typos, bad grammar or clumsy sentence structure…please give the new and improved versions a chance.
I’m trying to finish the last installment of the “Tush” series but I’m bogged down. New requirements from distributors forced me to make changes in some of my work and once I got started, the editing bug took over. It was like a fever has overcome me. Once I started, fixing e-book files so the Table of Contents worked better or did new artwork to comply, I started editing the text. I’ve been searching for an editor to work with for ages and in lieu of that, I’ve been dying to carve out time to do it myself. Well, I got some done. As I was trying to find a more PG-13 title and artwork for a couple of books, I read through the text, hoping to find something to inspire a new title. There were so many little changes I wanted to make, I ended up proofing and editing the whole book. Now, I’m trapped. Maybe I can find a clever way to write my way out of this mess.
It’s been sixty days since my last post. Tush #5 is out and #6 is almost done. Well, I’d like to think it’s almost done. The reality is that there are three major sections left for me to write. I’m 6000+ words into it and it feels good. All I have to do is get the rest on paper and edit it.
This installment of the series will wrap up Damon, Marcie, Suzette, Victoria and Justin’s story. There’s a new character who is going to join them and I like her. Plus, she’s going to bring a breath of fresh air to one of the character’s future.
Get ready for it-Tush #6 and a book of the entire series will be out soon.
After weeks of packing, unpacking and general chaos, I started writing again. Today I knocked out about 1600 words before anybody was up to interrupt me. I like to work when everything’s quiet and there are no distractions. The first draft of the next part of the Tush series is about 50% done. The rest of it is outlined and ready for me to hit it again tomorrow morning. It’s so cool to finally be writing again.
Tush was going to be a short piece of flash fiction. After I showed it to a couple of friends, they both remarked how different it was from my other work. That made me want to explore it further. Now, it’s grown into a much larger piece and I’m liking it. Look for Tush 5-coming soon!
Slowly but surely, I’m getting back to writing. Our apartment looks like a warehouse exploded-and not in a good way. There’s a pile of flattened cardboard boxes staring at me from the corner and blocking the path to the balcony. They’re eager to be recycled and I’m eager to get them out of my sight. If I spend all day doing chores like that, I’ll never write at all. But if I spend all day writing, I’ll never get this place cleaned up enough for me to focus on my work. It’s a vicious trap.
I fought my way to my computer keyboard and did a little editing today. It was a good first step. I tore myself from my editing and unpacked my books and records. Tomorrow I’ve got to find the turntable. Music should help me get something done. It always does.
A month ago I was quietly pecking away at my keyboard. As I watched pixels turn into words on my screen, my wife sat in my lap and said, “I’ve got a new job. We’re moving.” I had to set my writing aside and start helping her. After weeks of phone calls, planning and packing, I’m sitting in a hotel room, looking for a place to live as she leaves for work. Still not writing.
She’s heading up a grant program to assist uninsured women get the help they need to deal with cardio-vascular disease and breast cancer. I miss the view of the hundred-year old oak outside my window. I’m still not writing and my attention has been on everything but my work, but I’m so proud of her I don’t care.
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