Showing posts with label Art for Art's Sake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Art for Art's Sake. Show all posts

Friday, January 22, 2010

Summer down under

I know, I know...another two months without an update. I put the blame on Australia's habit of closing down some time in early December and not reopening for business until January...or maybe February, it all depends on how relaxed we feel.

So, it's a New Year...I'd like to say I've done nothing and be proud of it, but yet again, that would be a lie.
Regarding the novel, Jack be Nimble, I've finally run through all the options as far as 'legitimate' agents are concerned and will shortly be assaulting the portals of the Publishing houses...or at least the ones that are still interested in aspiring authors. We'll see...
In the meantime, I've been tinkering with another two novel length stories; The Cabin, a thriller, set in the Rocky Mountains in Colorado and The Girl Who Could Smell Poision, a crime thriller based around Boston (USA). They are, obviously, aimed at a US audience, and once I get the first draft of one or the other completed, I'll be trying to sell them directly to US publishers...bigger market, more opportunity...

I have also completed, and submitted, several short stories including Art for Art's Sake and Behind Every Successful Man as well as One for the Money, all horror pieces and have another four or five 'works in progress'. Another story, Ease of the Midnight Visit (not horror?!), has just been accepted by Short and Twisted 2010 (Celapene Press, Aus) which will be out in June.

Anyway, I've got a sore throat from all this talking, so we'll take a short break, but I promise that it won't be two months this time..

I did, however, say I would give some history as we go along...today's lesson...don't throw away or give up on those old stories that you did ages ago...Ease of the Midnight Visit is actually eight years old...written back when I was still a debt collector and not the suave, confident and debonair writer you see before you today...hell, I hadn't even done a grammar or editing course then...what was I thinking?
So, stick to it and believe in yourself...
Cheers

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

It's Been That long? Really?

2 months since we last spoke, I must be getting slack.

Things have been pacing along, I received my manuscript back from my copy editor, Catherine Hammond. Have I mentioned the title, Jack Be Nimble, yet? I'm shopping for an agent (if anyone is interested) and running into all the usual difficulties like the ones that say they are open to new clients, but really aren't...ahhh the fun, the fun!!!

Luckily, I've had a few wins as well. My story, The Cat called Follow Me (which appeared in House of Horror Issue 4), is back by popular demand, appearing in print in the House of Horror Best of 2009 Anthology (can be ordered through House of Horror). I must be on a good horror streak, because House of Horror have also accepted my story, Cruisin', to be published in Issue 8, in January 2010.

On an altogether different slant, my story, Homesick, has just been accepted by The Chick Lit. Review and will be available from November 14, 2009. It's not in the crime genre (like Jack Be Nimble), or in the horror genre (like The Cat called Follow Me and Cruisin') but instead focuses on 'relationship issues'. It's similar in style to the two manuscripts I've completed (Dream A Little Dream and All Other Places) before writing Jack Be Nimble, so maybe they will get another airing and see what I can do with them. Hope springs eternal.

Most recently, in between the short stories (the next one is also a horror piece - Art for Art's Sake), I've been working on another manuscript, The Cabin, a pyschological/suspense thriller set in the Colorado mountains. Another departure, but I just can't let the main character go. About six chapters done and the people I've showed it to all say they like it, so I've just got to complete it, I suppose.

So, what's that? Two manuscripts to edit/rewrite, two to complete and some short stories to unleash...should be a breeze.

Roll on summer, roll on...