Where To Start? I am a writer—I write urban fantasy/ romantic suspense. I may, in the future, write in other genres, but for now, that’s what I write. BUT, writing a blog is very different from writing fiction. I find it excruciating because I have to talk about myself and my interests and my opinions. Gross. WHAT IF my opinion changes. I’m a girl—these things happen. For example, I used to have a crush on Charlie Sheen when he was in that movie Lucas way back when—that changed. (Not that I have anything against Charlie. I’m just not a “goddess”…I wonder if he would mind me calling him Charlie or if he would prefer that I refer to him as Mr. Sheen…he is famous and I am, well, me). And then there is the whole “the internet is written in ink” thing, (Yes, I saw The Social Network) so that makes me think: this is so completely suspect because I can’t take anything back once I enter it into the annals of society (or “anals” if it stinks). I have to be cautious of what I say and what I reveal. But, that’s boring. Who wants to read something like that? So, here I am…blogging. I have to be real, right? Because if I tell you that I shanked another inmate because she tried to steal my peas it may make me sound more exciting but you’ll never really know who I am, will you? Okay, so maybe I’ll just tell you about what’s been happening lately.
A few days ago I submitted corrections to the proof for my debut novel entitled Inescapable: The Premonition Series. I wrote the manuscript in the summer of 2008 while I was watching my, and every other neighbors’, kids swim in our pool (which, if you have ever had the pleasure of watching a pool full of kids, you’ll know it is one of the most boring jobs on the planet—perfect for letting your mind wander and your characters roam free). I have written three more books in this series to follow it. But I’m finding that publishing is very different from writing. Publishing is excruciating because you have to edit (like a million times), decide font sizes, write an enticing snippet for the description/cover (which is probably the most difficult part of writing a book), help design and approve the mock-ups, and format the interior to discover if you have used any hard tabs in your work. (Because hard tabs are the devil’s handmaidens of publishing—throw a hard tab in your work and watch the chaos ensue.) If one has hard tabs, then she is considered a complete moron. (Of which I am guilty.)
It probably wouldn’t be as difficult if I was not self-publishing, which I am. My decision to self-publish was based on a couple of things: word count and compromise. If I wanted to attract an agent, I would have needed to pare my word count down to around 100,000 words. I did that: I took my book from 135,000 words down to around 105,000 words, but I found that the compromise took the life out of the story. So, I decided not to compromise and to publish it myself at around 135,000 words—and by “do it myself,” I mean with the help of my mother, Gloria, who enjoys her role of Editor-In-Chief and executive critic. (I understand that the risk for an agent/publisher would be very high, especially since no one knows who I am, so I do see the point.) So, I should be at the end of the editing process. (You can’t see it, but I’m rolling my eyes). I will get a physical proof back in about 5 business days and then I hope to approve it and have a finished novel. And then…I’m really a writer…officially…I write…I have written...I will write more and be writerly (I made up a new word). Now, if I can just figure out how to blog…