Back in the Saddle (4-4-24)
I'm sure I could come up with a viable excuse to justify not having posted here of late. After all, I do spend a fair amount of time writing fiction which, it might be argued, is akin to weaving together random excuses with character arcs, plot twists, & doses of action.
But the truth of the matter is that I was so neck-deep in my latest project that I allowed my fledgling social media presence to slip even further down my priority list. In previous posts, I've described why copyediting is such a time-consuming, energy-draining process for me, so I'll spare you the latest chapter of my trials & tribulations.
However, I will say that it still reigns supreme as the most irksome part of my independent author journey. After repeatedly failing to reframe my attitude so I could more openly embrace the challenge of pouring over my manuscript countless times in an effort to find mechanical flaws, faulty references, clunky phrasing, word overuse, & whatnot, I resorted to good old plan B—I labored; I grumbled; I persevered.
It certainly didn't help my attitude that the thought of a fresh pair of professional editor's eyes blithely doing all I did & more in one or two passes has been lurking in the background like a villain hatching their next devious plan.
(Cue a suspenseful soundtrack from a spaghetti western.)
But now that I'm almost done wearing my copy editor's blinders to keep on the path, I can channel a few precious hours into contemplating the world around me, sleeping a little more, & writing another post about some of my self-publishing experiences.
Speaking of which, according to my latest crude calculations, I should be ready to launch my serialized companion novel on Kindle Vella later this month. One of my final decisions has to do with how many middle episodes should read as smoothly as the first twenty & the last two before the first batch goes live. My inclination is to polish all forty-three to the same level beforehand in order to have fewer loose threads or glitches to deal with after the fact. That should also set me up nicely for the release of the ebook version on Kindle sometime in August.
Of course, that also means leaving these pesky copyediting blinders in place for a few more weeks as I traverse this lonesome trail.
(Cue an inspiring soundtrack from the same western.)
Till next time.
Drew
Drew Faraday
Pearl Fields and the Oregon Meltdown
But the truth of the matter is that I was so neck-deep in my latest project that I allowed my fledgling social media presence to slip even further down my priority list. In previous posts, I've described why copyediting is such a time-consuming, energy-draining process for me, so I'll spare you the latest chapter of my trials & tribulations.
However, I will say that it still reigns supreme as the most irksome part of my independent author journey. After repeatedly failing to reframe my attitude so I could more openly embrace the challenge of pouring over my manuscript countless times in an effort to find mechanical flaws, faulty references, clunky phrasing, word overuse, & whatnot, I resorted to good old plan B—I labored; I grumbled; I persevered.
It certainly didn't help my attitude that the thought of a fresh pair of professional editor's eyes blithely doing all I did & more in one or two passes has been lurking in the background like a villain hatching their next devious plan.
(Cue a suspenseful soundtrack from a spaghetti western.)
But now that I'm almost done wearing my copy editor's blinders to keep on the path, I can channel a few precious hours into contemplating the world around me, sleeping a little more, & writing another post about some of my self-publishing experiences.
Speaking of which, according to my latest crude calculations, I should be ready to launch my serialized companion novel on Kindle Vella later this month. One of my final decisions has to do with how many middle episodes should read as smoothly as the first twenty & the last two before the first batch goes live. My inclination is to polish all forty-three to the same level beforehand in order to have fewer loose threads or glitches to deal with after the fact. That should also set me up nicely for the release of the ebook version on Kindle sometime in August.
Of course, that also means leaving these pesky copyediting blinders in place for a few more weeks as I traverse this lonesome trail.
(Cue an inspiring soundtrack from the same western.)
Till next time.
Drew
Drew Faraday
Pearl Fields and the Oregon Meltdown
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