Monthly Archives: June 2012

Distractions

This past week has been full of distractions, all of which took me away from the writing/proof reading/editing process.

The worst of these was the much publicised crash (software failure?) of a certain UK bank at the end of last week, resulting in a panicked day full of wondering where on earth our money had gone, when it would be back, would our bills be paid? Thankfully we were given access to emergency funds and eventually things have started to come back on line, but it was without a doubt a headless chicken scenario, and completely wiped out Friday for me.

The weekend was spent gardening and pottering about the house, something which I did far too much of, which brings me to the next distraction. This old body of mine is breaking down rapidly, and that in itself is a huge distraction. I’m only 41, I shouldn’t be feeling this much pain, but of course there are underlying reasons (which I won’t bore you with).

I finally admitted defeat today, admitted that there is something I can’t necessarily fight by being stubborn, and I bought a walking cane. It’s a funky blue metallic one though, after all, I can’t be normal can I?

So now I can concentrate again on the writing process, give myself something to take my mind off the distractions, at least that’s what I tell myself.

Nine chapters left to go, then I just have to edit the document (I’m not the sort of person who can see my own mistakes on the screen, it has to be on paper), format the document, check my formatting, complete the cover design, and then I might just be ready to publish.

Nearly there then!

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When To Let Go

As I sit here working through proofreading my manuscript, and still making endless edits as I go along, I find myself wondering, at what point do we finally have to force ourselves to let go?

I am without a doubt my own worst critic.  Of course this book has passed through several different incarnations, each of which has been read through and received constructive criticism from various readers.  I have rewritten, I have edited, and I should now be at the point where I am only proofreading.

Yet still I nitpick, constantly.

Is this the curse of self publishing a book as an eBook?  That fear that if you let it go out into the ether and it’s not really ready, everyone will just laugh at you?  What on earth was she thinking?

I think the answer is though; the time comes when we just have to take a step back, take a deep breath, and finally take that leap of faith.  We have to say “enough is enough, there’s nothing more I can do.”

I have a list of things I have to complete for this book pinned up on my office wall (I make lists for everything), and the very last bullet point on that list reads: hope.

That’s all you can do once you let go, hope.

Please allow me to introduce myself…

As my first post, perhaps I should introduce myself and explain a little about what this site is all about.  That is, after all, what a first post is all about.

Well, I am a writer.  How many times have you seen that line written in a blog?  Yes I am a writer, and I am going to take you through my journey into the deep, dark depths of the e-publishing world, from the point of view of a complete novice.

What does this mean?  Does this mean I’m going to bang out my hastily written fan-fiction with my fingers crossed and convince myself the pay cheques will come rolling in thick and fast?  Of course not, if anything I’m a realist (some would call me cynical; I prefer to stick to my guns and call it realism).

I have however spent years writing the book I’m attempting to publish (no, attempting is inaccurate), the book I’m about to publish, and I have several outlines ready to work on if I just pull my finger out, have a little motivation and actually get on with it.

I was joking about the hastily written fan-fiction too, it’s not.  That was just my cynicism bleeding through.

So please join me as I begin this roller coaster journey, and hopefully I will emerge at the other end in one piece.

The book by the way is called Last Regress; perhaps I should have mentioned that in the first paragraph  🙂