Showing posts with label Waiting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Waiting. Show all posts

Monday, May 30, 2016

Happy Holiday Weekend

Greetings- haven't posted a lot lately, as have been busy with mostly mundane matters of little interest to anyone else. Here are a few items I can report.

The audio for my latest book, More Fables and Fantasies is now out, narrated by the talented Julie Hinton. It's great, and at a bargain price!



Got a story acceptance from a great magazine- more details later, when I get an OK.

Working on another story for the NEHW anthology of Wicked Witches.

And of course, still working on the latest Zack Taylor novel (#5), A Sharp Medicine

And a few other projects of non-fiction ...

Can't wait to become an overnight sensation!


Sunday, August 12, 2012

Working Through the Pain

It's been a tough time recently, so the posts haven't been as frequent. I've been dealing with a few different medical issues, and a terrible amount of pain. The medical "profession" has been of little use, except to assure me the problems aren't life-threatening.

Hah! Fat lot they know. Last night the pain was so intense, I'd have done anything to make it cease, so it was indeed life-threatening.

Consequently, didn't get much done yesterday.

Today was merely a dull ache, so I plowed through and got back to writing. Made some progress on book #3 of the Zack Taylor series, A Shadow on the Wall.

Would like to get back to health. This current situation sucketh mightily. Feeling the pressure of not knowing when the dials are going to light up is awful. And when it hits, it pretty much wipes out any other activity.

Other than that, though, things are okay, I guess.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

A Real Writer to Check Out

Terrific article today by writer Pete Morin and his decision to publish the way he did. Go ahead and read it, commentary to follow:
http://petemorin.wordpress.com/

I was there when Pete made his pitch, and Christine said "send it!" He was gobsmacked, while I was envious-- damn, a power agent-- he was on his way, and would have a book with a traditional big New York house.

Fast forward to two years later.
Nope, he had a good book with a dedicated agent, and still the Powers That Be in NY wouldn't publish it.
Because they wouldn't know how to market it. They freely admit they know nothing about the business of bookselling, how to sell a good book.

They want the equivalent of fast food- greasy, cheap, crappy burgers and mashed chicken bits, all tasteless, with tacked-on flavorings, all the same, to be sold at thousands of outlets for the masses.

Nothing good, nothing original, just the same endless crap shovelled over and over. Because there are people who buy this junk food-- it's easy, and the pub houses make money from it, without having to do much of anything. The A-B-C formulaic "Best-Sellers" are the bread-and-butter of the pub houses and bookstores, and they fill their shelves with this stuff.

Problem is, if you're doing the same old formula book after book, with nothing new, you're not much of a writer, you're more a typist (thank you, Truman Capote for that line). A real writer is an artist in the medium, and that requires us to take chances, to push the envelope-- we need to irritate, to outrage, to scandalize, to disturb. To write something memorable, not something exactly the same as the last six books.

But that kind of writing won't get past the gatekeepers. A few years ago, this was cause for depression-- there was no other viable path to reach a number of readers. Consigned to the margins, the best one could hope for was a posthumous fame.

But now there are options, and kudos to Pete for taking control of his situation. He's dead on the money-- we no longer have to wait for someone to give us "legitimacy,"-- that's what the readers do, when they buy, and like it. We make our own path, get our readers without the support of chain stores and paid-for reviews and marketing campaigns-- we do it all ourselves.

To those who cling to the old NY aristocracy, even as it collapses around them, we say that we'll be writing and selling and growing our fan base, while thousands of wannabes sit nervously by their mailboxes, waiting years for the NY Pub gods to pluck them from obscurity and propel them instantly to fame and fortune. Yeah, and I want to win the lottery. But guys like Pete and I aren't going to sit and wait for someone to find us, we're going to find readers by cranking out books and stories and selling them.

I read Pete's stories on Smashwords-- they're really good-- and I bought his book-- if it's as good as the stories, I'm in for a treat. This is the kind of writer I support-- a real one. I never go into a chain store and buy the lastest ghostwritten piece of crap by the machine that's always got a book on the special list.
He's even got a story for free: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/64593

And pennies for this collection: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/71893

And his book (a bargain), the concept which snagged a top agent in seconds: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/91217

Sunday, June 26, 2011

In Limbo

Hey folks. I'm still waiting for a print copy of my novel that's out.
Amazon print version
Smashwords ebook version

It's torture, after all these years, sitting in limbo for something that should be ready and on my desk before me. It's like being Tantalus, having the nourishment constantly pull away just out of my reach, while I can see and smell and almost taste it.

How very frustrating, and there are so many things put on hold while I wait for a real print copy of my first book. It makes me cranky, and I'm cranky to start with!

What's the longest concrete goal you've ever waited for, something really big in your life?