Meeting of the Minds
Today I’m having a meeting with my editor. We’re going to be discussing Book Three, ShadowChild, and possibly the future of the sci-fi series. I believe this meeting will go well, but one never knows. Book Three is basically done with just a little bit of tweaking needed to polish up a few added information to the subplots. We may be discussing those as well, we’ll see. I’m confident that the manuscript will be close to finished by the middle of summer. With a new part-time job things can get a little hectic at times. I do know that my editor is in my corner and supports the project. He’s a straight shooter and knows what it takes to make a story and series go the distance. Having said that, it’s time to get ready. I’m pretty much prepared for this; got my notes and stuff of that nature.
Art Anyone?
When will I get back into my art? That’s a question I’ve been asking myself for awhile now. There is an artist who’s website I visit very often to get a little inspiration. Her name is Patty Baker and I love her work. So colorful and interesting. Hopefully I’ll get back into my art, but as for right now, getting Book Three ready has been the primary focus of things, and with the added weight of my mom’s passing, makes things a little more difficult at this time. Hopefully I’ll get back into some art real soon. Time will tell.
Manuscripts and Mourning
I figured it’s about time to do a little update on things. Writing in particular. First thing, Book Three, ShadowChild, is getting closer and closer to the final edit mode. There are still a few things to iron out in certain scenes within the manuscript, but as a whole it’s pretty much done. This is going to be a rather lengthy book this time. The word count right now stands a tad over 131,000 words. I would say that it’s going to push close to 500 pages easy, but we’ll see. That aspect of the game is up to the production staff. Right now the Get the Code campaign is going okay, but don’t have any actual numbers to speak of. Book signings have been thought about, but nothing concrete has surfaced in that regard.
On another front, my Mom passed away this past Thursday. It’s hard and just thinking about her right now kind of puts a knot in my stomach. She was 86 and it was expected, but death never really is something you can get over at times. We have closure, but there will always be a sadness there at times. She’s now with Jesus and that’s a true comfort. Life goes on, but I’m struck by what a friend told me just a few days ago. He said, “We never get out of this alive.” That’s true, unless the Rapture takes place, we all have to face death one of these days. Now that I’m pushing past six decades on this planet, the reality gets more solid every day.
