So, I did the thing this past month. You know, the thing. NaNoWriMo. National Novel Writing Month. That crazy thing where you write fifty thousand (or more) words in just thirty days.
I made my fifty thousand, as you can see in the little box to the right of this text. Fifty-two thousand, four hundred and twenty-nine, to be exact.
Technically, you’re supposed to write a brand-new manuscript, but I wanted to get a bigger chunk of a much-needed rewrite finished. I’ve been working on this particular piece of fiction for more than a year now. I’m hopeful it will be ready for beta readers by the end of December, and then a final polishing and reworking before the end of January. I really want to get it published.
As to that, I’m probably just going to publish it myself on Amazon using their ebook program. I have a lot to do to get there, though. I still have to buy some ISBNs, get a cover done, get some other bits and pieces written and polished (synopsis, a few blurbs, etc.) before I can put it on Amazon.
Then, I’ve got to work the whole promotion thing. Luckily, I have some real experience building brands, valuable experience, as it turns out, since that is the only thing that is going to get my work out there. I already have a substantial twitter feed built up, but I still have to create an author page on Facebook and then once I have the book on Amazon with a real ISBN, I can also create an author page on Goodreads.
Then it’s just marketing the hell out of it, spreading word as best I can while trying not to annoy anyone (that much).
Wish me luck!
Singing Meat 