February… and it’s done.
The five books of The Spinner’s Game are uploaded to Amazon. Although they won’t be published until 21st March, with the POD paperbacks available 1-3 days later, the Kindles are available now on Pre-Order and…
FREEBIES FREEBIES FREEBIES
Send me proof of your Pre-Order and I will send you a high resolution (2048 x 1536 px) full-colour fantasy map on pdf
While I am slowly recovering from that last push, my relative idleness won’t last for long. Over the past week, I have assembled a rather long list of book-bloggers and in the coming weeks I shall send out emails in the hope that at least a few will agree to read and review The Spinner’s Child on their blogs, on Goodreads, on Amazon, on social media, on anywhere… and if not that, then to host a Q&A interview.
Learning to Fly
My critique partner Lauren is already tackling the new book and sending me far too many comments that this, and that, and t’other, needs reworking. And yes, she’s quite right. So that’s the next item on my agenda: To restructure the opening chapters of Learning to Fly.
And there I conclude. No, the journey isn’t over. I doubt it ever will be. These past two years I’ve learned much about the process of self-publishing, including that it cannot be accomplished alone. My heartfelt thanks to all who have helped me along the way. And those months of hard slog have reinforced what I already knew: That I am a writer; it’s required for my sanity.
I shall leave with the opening lines of The Spinner’s Child..
Gut the fish, scrape the scales, shell the nuts, pound the seeds. And what else could her mother find to stop her from idling and making up tales? But she wasn’t lazy; she preferred to be busy. And neither were her stories fancies. They were truths, had direct from clansfolk’s heads. She ought to learn it was best to say nothing. She was different, others hadn’t her tricks.