As most regular readers know, I tend to post content and updates on projects here. Occasionally if something in the RealWorld mirrors one of my stories that’s worth a laugh, I’ll post that, too.
Today is different. I had an old friend and long-time business associate say, in effect, “you spend all your time writing and precious little promoting. You should get an agent!”
I have heard and thought this before, but because I had and have no idea what to do, did nothing and just went back to writing. For some reason, this particular admonition has tasked me. So, for once, I’m going to ask of all of you:
How in the world do I find and – is hire even the correct word? – hire, contract, a literary agent. By the end of this year I’ll have a dozen books and one audiobook, so you’d think that would be worth something to somebody, right? Where do I even look? What is even the first step?
Thanks in advance… back to writing, now.
And don’t forget that my latest book, Empire’s Agent and Other Stories, is available in both paperback and now ebook formats!
The design contest for the cover of my short story collection, “Empire’s Agent” is complete. I hope to have a proof copy in my hands in less than a week and a commercial release days after that.
At 57k words I have passed the MS of “American Imperium: Princess’ Crusade” onto one of my new copyeditors. He’s a little spastic about “?!” punctuation but I like the cut of his jib. Once “Empire’s Agent” is loose in the wild I shall likely begin another cover design contest. Tricky: the main character, 18-year old Faustina, spends half the book in a hospital bed with 2nd degree burns and no hair. Not the stuff for an eye-catching cover, is it?
And… speaking of Faustina: if there’s a part one, there better be a part two. Below the fold is the opening scene of “American Imperium: Empress’ Crusade.” Faustina is utterly full of herself and as arrogant “af” – as the kids say. I wanted to start things slow and humble. I have tiny, faint glimpses of where she might be going, but I won’t know until she gets there. Enjoy the ride with me!
Continue reading “End. Middle. Begin.”
The Kindle ebook version is now available. I hope to flog things together and get “Crosses and Doublecrosses” up on smashwords.com this weekend.
In the meantime, with about twenty minutes of downtime between making chemos, I saw why Thaad chose to interfere in human affairs, specifically when it came to the Chinese military dropping more rods onto Savannah. Made about a page of notes… perhaps I’ll try to write some tonight?
Fun first day. Bought some swag. Came home to even more good news: Crosses and Doublecrosses is now available in print!*
*Ebook formats will be in about a week, if you’re curious.
Sorry for the quiet… when the H1B’s at Kindle fixed one problem with the cover of “C&DC” they broke a different part. Trusting them not at all to not screw it up again, I used my very limited Acrobat skills to make a change and submit it. With chance and luck will hear something by Monday.
With that – hopefully – behind me, I’ll be looking about for a copyeditor and cover designer for my short story collection. I’m still tinkering with that MS a bit but still look to a publishing date in early March.
As for this weekend, it is once again Ohayocon here in central Ohio! As each year there are fewer and fewer panels that interest me, we’re only staying one night at a hotel next to the convention center. Daughter #1 in even driving down from college to attend; I believe she’s cosplaying Weiss from RWBY. Me? After sounding the waters on Instagram, I dusted off Elias Ainsworth from “Ancient Magus’ Bride,” for Saturday. Come Sunday PM, I hope finally to re-read my notes and start in on Part 2 of Crusade. Cheerio!
Continue reading “Con Men”
Brett Stevens of Amerika.org was kind enough to invite me to answer some questions about my writing and my thoughts behind it. Please enjoy.
Going into a lovely early Fall weekend with little to do? Need something to while away time with the cool breeze and falling leaves? If you have not yet, download and read “The Fourth Law” and “Echoes of Family Lost” FOR FREE (while you can!) then go on to read the latest addition to my future history of Machine Civilization just now released! Cheers!
Worlds Without End
In anticipation of the imminent release of my next novel, “Worlds Without End: A Sequel to Echoes of Family Lost,” I am making my first two novels available FOR FREE for a limited time!
Please see the links below to Smashwords for both “The Fourth Law” and “Echoes of Family Lost,” the introductory stories to my rapidly growing future-history of Machine Civilization. Enjoy!
Submitted WWE for my US Copyright this morning, making it my seventh. Also did the basics to set things up on KDP. The outstanding issue remains my copyeditor: I gave her this project in early June. She told me it would be in my hands 1 September… then nothing… I write her… snarky note back…
I’ve been very pleased to work with Monica for three years now without a single complaint. We all have RealLife issues, but after three months I get ghosted? After three years? WTF? In the meantime I re-ran WWE through Grammarly and farmed it out to a couple of proofreaders; that’s what I uploaded to KDP to order a physical proof. This time it will be a two-step process rather than one to catch most of the mistakes.
Having done all that, I am still faced with the time discrepancy of my novella, “Crosses & Doublecrosses.” As you can see, I did some basic work to find out where I stand: an error of what I am calling six months. Sylvia and Roberta Fernandez land at Dallas/Ft Worth Airport from Manila just as the Breakup is unfolding in the US. But they can’t; there is no way. For the rest of the 32k-word story to work they have to land six months later. But if they do, the opening, as written, makes no sense. Okay, I can re-write the opening. To what? If they were back in Manila watching the US tear itself to pieces, with easily over a million dead in those first six months, why in the hell would they come back? Sure, their family lives in Manhattan but just how long do you think that place will last with no food coming in and the lights going out for good after two weeks?
Why did they come back? I can swing the flight into Texas: they have two of maybe four functioning airports in the former US. Sylvia is a brilliant lawyer; does she think she’s going to drive to New York from there? Is she that stupid?
Questions, questions. I’m going to ask the wine bottle for answers.
Continue reading “Little Details”