I am excited about the release of “Sheep Eater,” yet I’ve come to realize the many people are being impacted by the fires happening in the western U.S. I’d like to take a moment and encourage you to send financial help to the American Red Cross. They are best capable of determining local needs.
Meanwhile, keep your prayers coming for all who need them, including the firefighters. The task is monumental and will likely go on well into October. Thank You!
Some things have changed since I last fired up Ol’ Bessy! Lo and behold, “Sheep Eater” will be released the first part of August for a variety of reasons. Even the publisher’s world has the occasional glitch.Since then it’s been a series of edits and some family travel time to Alaska and Idaho. The summer has been a whirlwind of activity that I’m getting too old for. Come to find out, I don’t do so well in 100+ degree heat anymore. Has anyone else ever been grounded by their doc from any more summer vacations? It’s a first for me!
Meanwhile, it’s me and my electrolyte enhancers awaiting the new book’s release. I hope you enjoy “Sheep Eater” when it makes its debut in a couple of weeks!
I’ve been trying to get caught up, but my evil twin keeps trippin’ me up! I figure it’s from lack of perseverance or a strong desire to slack off. The last edit I just finished proved to be a bit more daunting than I expected. Research and writing the story is a heckuva lot more fun than editing, but into every keyboard a little editor must sprout I guess.
Now it’s a waiting game to see how close the publisher comes to the anticipated release date of early July. I will just be getting back from a couple of trips with my Dad and family. I’m looking forward to a nice jaunt around the countryside and Alaska. It’d be nice to see a whale or two an assortment of other critters including a few of the grandkids.
Some day I might even talk myself into retiring if I play my cards right. I guess I better hurry up and get the next novel written!
Didja read my last invisible post? I hope you enjoyed it. I did! Actually, I tot I ta a puddy tat and got distracted. Oops!
This time around I can tell you that I just submitted my 3rd edit of The Sheep Eater to my editor this morning. The release date is beginning to loom out there and looking a bit intimidating to the untrained rookie writer. Wait, I’ve done this before! No pressure here!
The edit must be going OK cuz the story is beginning to look like something I didn’t write. That must be normal because it’s happened in most of the other books I’ve written. My high school English teachers would be so proud! I have been assured that when we’re done, the story should be much easier to read.
Now to sit back and wait for another round to violate my inbox. Maybe I should start on that next book. I can’t wait to see what they’re gonna do to that one!
After a long spell of distractions and significant family events, the first major edit for The Sheep Eater through Champagne Book Group was completed and submitted today on schedule. I’m sure there will be more to come, but today I consider a success. It’s a time a writer just plain gets through to advance to the next step…nothing more visionary than that.
I’m guessing there are plenty of authors who have experienced creative doldrums long before I have. Life has a way of spawning fiction and I’m hoping this experience will spawn a doozie when I write about the Picuni Nation.
Sometimes the writing community can drive you nuts. Many of the different sites and groups want a writer to take a survey, read a blog, Help another writer get started and assume you are intelligent and won’t lead them down a rosy path.
“Here are some great articles on how to sell your book,” or “You’ve got to enter this contest and win someone else’s book.” I think someone missed the point. As for me, I tend to write ‘cuz that’s what I started out doing. I’m not much of a reader because I’m usually writing and don’t have enough hours in a day to do both very often.
When I read, it is generally research surrounding stories I am working on. When I write I try to use that research to make a fictional scenario believable, especially to a tribe I highlight. That doesn’t leave much time for recreational ventures into the book world. It’s not unusual to take me a month or two to make it through a whole book.
God bless the Storytellers that used to sit at the campfire. I think they had it right for centuries while we modern types slave over sentence structure, point of view consistency and marketing. My friends who listen to audio books might agree!
I just scanned the picture on my blog header where you see people surrounding a ceremonial drum and beating up a storm, probably singing their hearts out. I’m not a good singer to start with and I doubt that I’d impress anyone in a Pow Wow unless someone stepped on my foot. I digress.
It has been several moons since my Sheep Eater manuscript journeyed over the plains and mountains to my editor somewhere East of here. I’d send out a scouting party except I don’t know where her abode is located exactly. I hope she wasn’t set upon by a wolf pack or a grouchy griz. That would not be conducive to meeting deadlines.
Six months goes by quickly to an old guy like me and that’s our deadline for release. I may be a bit biased, but this book has got to get out there and be read by the masses.If anyone sees Sharon, tell her I’m ready, willing and able to add to her workload any time.
Meanwhile, I’ll just drum my fingers on my keyboard, come up with some catchy Cherokee/Kickapoo tunes and scare off the local wildlife.
Phew, it’s been a long time coming, but the stone that was taking up residence in my left kidney and refusing to budge has finally been obliterated. With any luck, this final of four procedures will be the last. I won’t bore you with the details except to say that I think I’m experiencing phantom pain (either that or the nuclear blast they used to vaporize it has left side effects). At any rate, the rock has left the building!
Now to the business of writing. Don’t be too surprised if someone in the book experiences some sort of flank pain along the way. I now consider myself an expert on the topic, so I shouldn’t let it go to waste. Meanwhile it will be nice to get my mind back to the creative side and off of the “woe is me” jag it has been dwelling on for too long.
I know I’ve said this before, but any day now I expect my next edit for The Sheep Eater to arrive and I can start working on it in earnest. It’s due out on the first Monday of July and that’s beginning to look a lot closer than it was!
I will also be starting up my next novel in short order. I’ll try to keep you better posted in the coming weeks. Sometimes this whole life thing has been a little out of control lately.
I’ve heard volumes of “end of life” suppositions over my years as a Paramedic and loved ones passing. It used to be relatively easy to provide stock answers to those left behind. I didn’t have to really console anyone longer than a few minutes or an hour. Then I could hand them off to the next person in the chain and concentrate on the next call.
There was little invested in my personal involvement. In my mind the die was already cast for the victim. Whatever they choose not to do was between them and their Creator. I still believe in that part today. The complications came with those left behind. “Do you think they went to Heaven?” was a question a I couldn’t answer. It bothered me, especially after I had my own near-death experience.
With my Mother’s death a few short weeks ago, I have no doubt in my mind where she’s at. Neither does my Dad or any of the rest of the family. She walked the walk and was a beacon to those around her. It all boiled down to love. I was an extremely fortunate Son to have such an example to follow in my life. All I have to do is point to her now when someone asked how the get to Heaven.