I am SO sports! You believe me! I am not pulling this off.
This is my first of many, thousands, billions of posts on my shiny, brand-spanking new website! I've never seen my face quite like it looks like here, and I'm quite sure that the exhaustive layers of photoshopping have rendered me, um...viewable? I just put the finishing touches on the site this past week, and finally got around to dredge up the guts to actually publish it. It is my first point of exposure, the over-make-upped face of my work.
See, this whole thing is new to me, even though I've been waiting for literal years to get to a point where I can focus on writing all the friggin' time. No offense to my family; they are a couple of happenin' gals and razor-sharp smart dames and all of that oddly chosen anachronistic fluff, but durn it, this guy needs some writin' time, yo! I've been the primary care-giver for my daughter, who is now an almost fully-formed seven year old, and this is the first year post-kindergarten, which means I can either wander around the house aimlessly, sniffing and tapping against the windows, eating nothing but Lucky Charms and wearing out the sweat pants of oblivion, OR I can git up on this horse and ride 'er towards whatever burning sunset will light this bonfire. That would be the bonfire of "the published and wildly successful future", in case that wasn't clear.
Yup. It's time.
Enter The Footsteps of Cain, my first novel. I'm 150 pages in, and as I settle into the cushions of the extra time I've been given, I'll be forging ahead as fast as I possibly can to the day I can declare the manuscript done. I'm planning on self-publishing, and am in the middle of researching options and educating myself on that whole ball of wax. It's immensely liberating to pound the keys in a manner I feel they deserve, the tips of my fingers sparking off of each and every one like pistons striking down against those chambers in car engines where the fuel goes to combust. Kaboom chambers! Yeah, that's what they call 'em. I'm every bit a car guy as I am a sports guy.
So on and up we go. I would like to mention the awesome cover image for The Footsteps of Cain...I got it from Binny V A over on Flickr. I love it...it's the perfect spooky blood-red that reflects the mood of the narrative. The image of the crow is very important to the story as well...we'll see it often as the story winds on.
If you are here, if you are reading this, then I thank you for your good taste and attention. I hope you'll revisit every so often to follow the meta-adventure of my journey writing this book. Let's kick this ball through a yellow "U" together! Go sports!
I'm sorry; I'll stop doing that, now.
This is my first of many, thousands, billions of posts on my shiny, brand-spanking new website! I've never seen my face quite like it looks like here, and I'm quite sure that the exhaustive layers of photoshopping have rendered me, um...viewable? I just put the finishing touches on the site this past week, and finally got around to dredge up the guts to actually publish it. It is my first point of exposure, the over-make-upped face of my work.
See, this whole thing is new to me, even though I've been waiting for literal years to get to a point where I can focus on writing all the friggin' time. No offense to my family; they are a couple of happenin' gals and razor-sharp smart dames and all of that oddly chosen anachronistic fluff, but durn it, this guy needs some writin' time, yo! I've been the primary care-giver for my daughter, who is now an almost fully-formed seven year old, and this is the first year post-kindergarten, which means I can either wander around the house aimlessly, sniffing and tapping against the windows, eating nothing but Lucky Charms and wearing out the sweat pants of oblivion, OR I can git up on this horse and ride 'er towards whatever burning sunset will light this bonfire. That would be the bonfire of "the published and wildly successful future", in case that wasn't clear.
Yup. It's time.
Enter The Footsteps of Cain, my first novel. I'm 150 pages in, and as I settle into the cushions of the extra time I've been given, I'll be forging ahead as fast as I possibly can to the day I can declare the manuscript done. I'm planning on self-publishing, and am in the middle of researching options and educating myself on that whole ball of wax. It's immensely liberating to pound the keys in a manner I feel they deserve, the tips of my fingers sparking off of each and every one like pistons striking down against those chambers in car engines where the fuel goes to combust. Kaboom chambers! Yeah, that's what they call 'em. I'm every bit a car guy as I am a sports guy.
So on and up we go. I would like to mention the awesome cover image for The Footsteps of Cain...I got it from Binny V A over on Flickr. I love it...it's the perfect spooky blood-red that reflects the mood of the narrative. The image of the crow is very important to the story as well...we'll see it often as the story winds on.
If you are here, if you are reading this, then I thank you for your good taste and attention. I hope you'll revisit every so often to follow the meta-adventure of my journey writing this book. Let's kick this ball through a yellow "U" together! Go sports!
I'm sorry; I'll stop doing that, now.
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