The sun is out, the temperature soaring just like on a summer day.
I’m sitting in the local coffee/bookshop, getting acquainted with my new laptop. I’ve just downloaded one of the later versions of LibreOffice and have added writer2epub, an epub conversion. In today’s publishing climate, a prospective novelist can never pin all their hopes on a conventional publication deal (although one should always continue submitting), so I have added the epub conversion in case I need to produce an outstanding ebook, alongside a standard print on demand paperback novel.
Apart from that, I hope to enjoy the rest of the day and the warm weather.
Till next time.
Summer will arrive soon – in just over three weeks. The weather here in the UK has improved, the temperature risen, just like summer but still spring, my favourite season. Today, the rain came without warning and the skies darkened. The air is sticky and humid.
Meanwhile, I’ve sent my novel, a psychological thriller, out to more agents and am waiting for replies. I continue to practise the piano most days in anticipation of further online or Indie recordings. Then, the languages, of course. I study French, German and Russian during my free time.
Till next time.
I haven’t posted for a while. Like a lot of people in the UK, I’ve succumbed to a recurrent winter virus – a cross between a lingering cold and ongoing fatigue. I’ve continued editing my current novel, though, and practising the piano when one is available.
Recently, I heard of a new opportunity for writers – Amazon’s KDP Paperback Print on Demand Service. I think the service is still in the beta testing stage, but it does sound like promising idea and I believe it is/will be free (printing costs deducted from royalties).
Anyway, something to think about.
The title says it all, hopefully. I’ve had commitments elsewhere and haven’t found time to blog recently. Dismal weather here in the UK. Still waiting to hear back from an editor regarding my novel and busy working on several foreign languages and piano playing.
I’ve finished the writing for the time being and hope to put it aside, in order to gain a fresh perspective. In the meantime, Bank Holiday Monday beckons, hopefully warm and sunny. As the novel, a psychological thriller, explores the events of a Bank Holiday Monday in the central character’s past, I thought I would include the opening in this blog article:
They say a group of teenagers saw me on the field that August Bank Holiday Monday.
One called over, asked if I was all right. I didn’t answer, apparently. Just continued stumbling in the direction of home, sweat dripping from my face. The teenagers didn’t hang around. They assumed I had sunstroke. If I had seen myself, I would have probably thought the same.
Others noticed me wandering along the main road towards the estate where we lived. Drinkers in the pub watched me stagger like a drunk. I continued walking. Up the hill, through a ginnel, past the church. Down the hill, along alleyways of back-to-front houses, to the car park at the bottom of the estate.
Dad was out with your dad that afternoon. They say your mother saw me and came out. ‘Where’s Craig?’ she said. ‘What happened, Alan?’
They say I muttered two words.
A man went to prison.
End of story.
So I thought.
Yes, definitely feeling the pressure. A couple of weeks have gone by since I last posted an article here, and I’ve found little time to keep up the blog. At present, I’m focusing on my music career, learning several languages, and reworking a novel, a psychological thriller – i.e. trying to balance a tightly controlled narrative (action) with events occurring solely in the character’s mind (paranoia angle). Pretty difficult.
Hope to be back soon.
We’re approaching spring, but the weather has changed again with an icy drop in temperature and a grey sky. Still, I’ve managed to get hay fever or an unpleasant cold affecting the sinuses – therefore, lots of loratadine. I’m soldiering on with the music and my writing. A couple of weeks ago, I made a CD of my piano playing, 17 classical tracks lasting just over an hour. I’ve sold about seventy of these and plan to order another batch (further details on ordering a copy, contact lozzamus at hotmail dot com).
As for the writing, much the same. Polishing the manuscript of my recent novel – a psychological thriller – yet again and about to send it back for editorial feedback. The process goes on and on.
On top of that, I’m learning four languages – so busy all the time.