What a sad, lonely person I must appear to be. Why else would these particular messages be targeted at me?
I began the first book of the Peacebringer trilogy in 2001. Peacebringer was supposed to be a single volume, but it turned out the story was bigger than a single book.
At the time, I planned to seek a publisher. E-books weren’t viable yet (they existed, but they were invisible to the average reader). Distribution – getting in front of readers’ eyes – has always been the key to success. I knew how hard it was to get self-published books in bookstores, and I didn’t want to deal with it.
Immediately after finishing the first book, Root, I began the second, Stem. I’ve read trilogies where storylines got dropped or endings felt rushed, and I didn’t want that to happen to my story. I’m a slow writer, too, and didn’t want to feel compelled to meet a publisher’s deadline. So I decided from the beginning the entire trilogy had to be finished before I shopped it around.
Lucky me! Now I can publish myself and reach a large number of potential readers. But first I have to finish it. I’m currently one-third of the way through the first draft of Leaf. Then I have to edit Root. That will take some time. Root was the first book I ever completed, and my writing improved substantially between the first chapter and the last. After editing Root, I’ll edit the other two. Stem looked pretty clean when I last read through it, but there may be changes needed to better mesh with Leaf.
I’m optimistically looking at a publication date of 2015.
I read 108 novels this year, the same as last year. About 37 were freebies, given away to promote the author. Another 25 or so books are ones I bought after reading a freebie or being intrigued by the book description. I haven’t started on the paperbacks I got on my last run to the used-book stores.
My visits to the library are way down. I used to go at least every couple of weeks. Now it’s about four times a year. Continue reading “Books read in 2013”
Luna is a bit territorial, I’ve discovered. Sam, the tuxedo cat next door, thought he’d hop over the fence to play with her. Why not? They play under the fence with no problem, reaching underneath to tag each other.
Luna said, “NO. Stay out of my backyard.”
He came over the fence, and she lit into him. They were making a terrible noise so I ran out to see what was happening. They were going at it just like cartoon cats, over and under so fast I couldn’t tell exactly what was happening. He broke away and tried to run to the back of the yard. He didn’t get more than a step or two before she tackled him. He managed to get away again, this time heading to the gate to the front yard. She caught him, but he managed to get away long enought to start climbing up the gate. Not high enough, because she pulled him down.
I came to my senses, ran to get a broom, and was able to separate them long enough that Sam leaped up the gate and over the fence.
Her work done for the day, Luna cried to go inside and eat a snack. Then she took a nap, satisfied she’d done her part in saving the world that day.
I was given a calendar featuring cats in hats. It’s not to my taste, but it has the right numbers on it.
Mister September is giving me a bit of a problem. Out of the corner of my eye I see this . . .
but in my brain it translates to this:
Not once, but multiple times daily.
Come on, October!