You know, I think I did pretty well, giving myself all of yesterday morning off before diving into the edits for Bound. The fact that I consider that doing well makes me fear I’m becoming a workaholic with my writing, but as long as the amount of time I’m spending working doesn’t bother me, I may still be on the right side of that line. Of course, I may have a slightly skewed perspective too. It’s hard to tell.
What I’d really like to know is how, as I go through like my 4th pass of editing, I can still find a bloody typo. Seriously. what the hell? Oh well, so far it’s only one and I did manage to get through four chapters yesterday, though I’ll be back at one of them as I get started this morning. I wasn’t quite happy with it, but it was after 11pm and my brain was begging for mercy. I called it a night, knowing that I was far from being at my best by that point anyway.
I’m really thinking that end of summer publication (or sooner) might be within my grasp. That, of course, means that I have to get my ass in gear on a cover. Despite previous statements of near-certainty, I’m still circling on that one. There are some really good options out there, many of which are reasonably priced, though the services included vary. I need to actually finalize some decisions before I start contacting people, like whether I want to actually have a print version available. I’m semi-inclined to not go that route, but part of me worries that I’ll miss some people, even though my more rational side points out that it’s not like I’m going to be on the shelf at my local book store, let alone Chapters-Indigo. I’m really not sure who I’d be doing a print version for if I decided on that. Maybe I’ll do a poll on that before I make a final decision. I don’t know. Look forward to more of me doing this until I actually do it and set things in motion. I have a feeling that whatever I decide on the print/no-print front is what I’ll end up sticking with for a while in my career, because that’s just how I do things. I tend to let a decision stand once I make it. It’s the mental work of making it before I feel like it’s the appropriate time to do so that’s terribly circular/chaotic.
The idea I had the other day with the really insistent lady refuses to stop haunting me, even as I’m trying to think about Devan and Necromantic. It’s even got a working title now, Spire of Time. At least she finally consented to tell me her name. Reah. And boy, I think she’s in for some serious adventures. Some of the stuff I’m making notes on for this, well, let’s just say that it’s pretty cool. That said, I’m really looking forward to turning my full attention over to Necromantic, because I really love some of what I’ve got going on there. Once I’ve done a round of edits on the Mirrors books, then I can do that. I need more hours and more grey matter. Never enough of me to go around it seems.
I’m almost done my coffee and it’s Sunday, so that means it’s time to start the laundry and the edits again. Ah the rhythms of my writing life.