Hi there. I’m still kicking. You can be forgiven for possibly questioning the continuation of my existence. My last blog post was on October 17th of 2017. My Facebook author page is actually growing virtual spider webs.
I’m here, and I’m still writing. It’s just that everything kind of exploded last year. Well, if I want to be honest, it exploded… and then exploded again.
If you read my blog post from April of last year with the uplifting title of, “So… I Failed,” you know that the new novel I started after completing my Girl With Broken Wings series didn’t work out so well. I wrote the first draft, annnnnnnnd kind of hated it. Hated it to the point that I was yelling at the manuscript. Don’t worry. The manuscript didn’t yell back. That would be crazy.
My blog post started out a little negative, but it had an uplifting ending. I was working on a new manuscript. Something totally different. A science fiction novel. It was going great. I was super excited about it. I even wrote a follow up blog post about how I designed the new world.
Well, about that awesome new novel.
Turns out, not so awesome. I wrote the first draft.
Read the first draft.
Screaming and accusations ensued.
I am now legally not allowed to come within 100 feet of the laptop on which that file resides.
So that was the second explosion. Now, some authors would take two failed drafts poorly. Not me. Except for the month I spent seriously wondering if I would ever write a novel again. Also, it was not a smart budgetary decision to hire that violinist to play sad, willowy music while I watched rain drops streak down a window. I live in San Diego, so I had to put a sprinkler on my roof to get the water effect.
Seriously though, I’ve had to work through a lot of self-doubt. I know I learned a lot from each experience, but I couldn’t help feeling time slip by with nothing to show for my efforts. The virtual cobwebs were growing, but what could I tell my four blog readers and the three friends who sympathetically check my author Facebook page? They were all counting on me, and I failed them. It’s been an entire year since I’ve released a novel!
I moped. I stared really hard out that window. I watched the rain drops, until I got my water bill. Then I shut off the sprinkler.
I also did one other thing. I kept writing.
I have a new idea. I think it’s really great. It involves superheroes, supervillains, reality television, and a bad-ass female lead.
I’ve finished a first draft. It’s going really well.
I’m super excited about it.
What can possibly go wrong?
Don’t answer that. I really think I’ve on the right track here, which is why I gathered up the courage to write this post, to get real with the four of you about what’s been going on, and to formally announce the title of the book. (Note: Announcing the title of a book basically means you have to finish and publish it.)
I don’t know when it’s going to be done or how I’m going to whip this messy draft into shape, but when it’s ready, I can’t wait to introduce you to: