The Formatting of Part Two has commenced. I opened up the file and started in on it, and just as I was getting ready to head off to bed, I was through with the chapter. The next awaits me tonight, and I’m going to try and burn through three or four this weekend. My intention is to get through as much of Part Two before next Monday, then get into Part Three next week, and try and finish up as much of Her Demonic Majesty before the end of the month.
No promises, but if all goes well, I could have the final version heading up through Smashword’s Meat Grinder on 4 May–and not because of any “The Forth Be With You” shite, because that is shite, but but because that would be the first Saturday where I’ll have time to send it up after I finish with the formatting. If there are issues during the upload, I’ll have the opportunity to fix the problems and send it up again. And again, if necessary. But if I get up to Smashwords okay, then I can upload to Amazon as well the same day.
So the first weekend in May is my target publication date. If it slips–hey, stuff happens. Oh, and just so you know–I have a second cover! Just look over to the right and you’ll see it . . . So the plan now is to use one on Smashwords/Barns, and the other on Amazon, and then after a few months switch them. Or, maybe not. Maybe I’ll do like Marvel, and offer variant covers, so if you want them you have to buy everything. Before you know it, I’m offering the equivalent of the copies of Firestarter with the asbestos covers that once sold for $250. Not sure how that’s gonna work with ebooks, though . . . maybe that’s where I get the hard copies of the books printed . . .
There is a strange sense here, watching it all come together so quickly. A month back I was in the doldrums, feeling as if I was getting nowhere fast. I’d been on Suggestive Amusements since the end of December, and the novel was crawling to an end–or so it felt to me. I was speaking with a friend the other night, and in discussing my publishing plans this year, I said something along the lines of, “I don’t feel I’m writing now as much as I did last year.” They asked about what I’d done, and I replied, “I did that novel, that’s about seventy-two thousand words; and I’ve done about seventy thousand words in the blog . . . add a couple of articles, and I’ve written about a hundred and fifty thousand words since the start of last December.”
There was a slight pause, and then came their reply: “What? You think you’re not writing anything? Are you kidding?”
Being so close to the center of the storm, you lose track of what’s going on around you. Yeah, I know there are some who say blogging isn’t writing, but then, what is it? Nose picking? Here’s what it is: it’s a continuation of the habit that is writing every day. You need an idea, you need to get it down, you are writing. And then novel–enough said. It’s figuring out characters and creating a story and making sure your plot doesn’t fall apart on you. It’s work. It’s a lot of work.
And even when you think you’re slacking, you’re probably just kicking yourself for no reason. As I’ve said, writers are their own worst critics, and this is the pudding full of proof.
So keep on keeping, I say. Set your goals and work them. And when you think you’re falling behind–check your data first.
You’ll likely be surprised.