I've been a terrible blogger, in general, but also due to a house full of strep throat and a week-long trip to Reno in which it snowed for no damn reason.
But I do have coffee.
Over the next few months I'm going to be playing with Amazon's preorder function, not only on my own work, but also on some stuff I've been cooking up under a Pseudonym. I've been thinking about it for quite some time because, honestly, giving myself a hard deadline for a crisp finished product can only help with my wandering brain.
Then, the other day, J.A. Konrath brought it up on his blog, "Do Ebook Preorders Work?", and his findings in using the system pretty much sealed the deal for me.
Also, if it doesn't work for me, I can always just stop using it. That's really the beauty of this whole self-publishing deal, no one can force me to do anything I don't like.
This year is going to be pretty big for me. I'll be releasing several Gavin English books (at least one more novella, possibly two, and at least two novels) and I'm hoping to put out a book a month, starting in May, under my brand new Pseudonym. These are all going to be shorter works, and it's a genre I've never dipped my toe into before, but I have high hopes.
Also, I have three other novels I've started and been working on at various times for... hmmm, perhaps eternity? But I'm excited and still in love with them all so I do plan to finish them and get them out there. The largest and most Herculean of these is still tentatively titled "Clockwork Charlie" and has been mentioned on this blog many times over the last few years. Then there is one that I am having a ton of fun with, it's an (as yet) untitled Horror novel about demons and serial killers and cute puppies. The last is very out of my comfort zone and pouring onto the blank page like molasses. It's... hmm, well I suppose in the same vein as John Green's "The Fault in Our Stars", so possibly Teen Fiction and filled with angst and an awkward and terribly doomed love story.
I'm reading "Wings of Sorrow" by Iain Rob Wright, and really digging it. I've read a dozen or so stories by Iain over the years, and this might just be my favorite.
Ok, that's it for now. I'm going back to my coffee and writing.