I will be done with the Elohim trilogy ten years after I first started. That's the plan: Be poetic about it. In October, I will publish The Wizards and in November, I will publish Ascension. Apotheosis is proving to be a difficult book, but no more difficult than The Wizards Collide.
I have also been looking at all the posts on this blog. I'm still unable to get back into it, for whatever reason, which is fine. It will serve its purpose. In 2011, I needed a place to post my thoughts, to make a half-assed attempt at doing what other writers do. I'm not very good at these things. My Facebook got hacked--can't get that back, ever. As for building a following here? Ha. Haha.
I just don't want to be bothered with any of it. Why should I? To sell books?
My fingers hurt from writing. I have been at it non-stop since the start of the pandemic. It's sad, but I caught up on my work! That's how much free time I have. And I discovered that I don't like to work (the wage-paying type of work). The pandemic has given me a glimpse of what it would be like to do writing full time. All the time. I was able to even pen the sequel to The Wizards, The Wizards Collide. It's a rough draft I will revise in the near future. Since, you know, I have nothing else to do. Ha. Haha.
But the future calls. It wants its joke back. If you don't get that joke, I feel sorry for you because you missed out on the 90s. Anyway, if I'm trying to say anything, it's that I'm going to give it a go again. This isn't 2011, it's 2020. A whole new world. Back when I first started, all I wanted to do was experiment. Well, the experiment ended and I got bored. Now, I just want to kill the silence. It's boring here. And maybe that is motivating me to do these things.
Absolution Redux is out there now. The original Absolution is gone forever. The Wizards will be out there in a few more weeks.
Work also calls. The real wage-paying kind. As I look for ways to advertise my work to a greater audience, I will begin a new path. One that I haven't particularly wanted to go down. The Universe, she has ideas. And you can only procrastinate for so long. I have like five books worked and ready.
What am I waiting for?
I already grew the beard, like every serious author has. Ha. Haha.
"a flowing beard, which he deemed the most noble corporeal badge of the man, not to speak of the illustrious author..." Melville.
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