Well, I suppose I’m now another “unemployed” author – at least until I decide to start on the next novel:
So that’s that. PUBLISHED. Another year of work completed.
An English (woman) friend had had a copy of the Distances manuscript for a few weeks, and out of the blue emailed me on Thanksgiving day:
As an author, you shouldn’t lean too heavily on praise. You should always be “critical” of whatever you’ve written – even after it’s finished and published. Yet naturally you wouldn’t be human if compliments sent your direction didn’t give your morale a small (and often necessary) boost.
Regardless, come Monday, I’ll sit down in front of my PC and it’ll suddenly hit me: “Holy heck, what do I do now with the rest of my life?”
But after three novels in three years, I’m feeling worn out. I want – and I feel I need – something of a break to “recharge.”
That said, we’ll also see how long this latest “authoring hiatus” I have in mind truly lasts. I had also contemplated one lasting several months upon finishing Frontiers last year. Within weeks, though, I was at it again – writing full speed what would eventually become Distances.
Hope you’ve been having a good weekend. I’m gonna have a cup of coffee. I sure need one. 😉
And I’d like to, of course, thank you for reading, and for your support, over these last – at times, sadly, terribly down* – couple of years. 🙂
UPDATE: *NOTE: If you’re just visiting and don’t know, a woman who was practically a sister died in February 2014 at only 45 years of age. A month and a half ago, on October 12, my novelist uncle died. And on October 26, my mother died.