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Feb. 10th, 2020 12:10 pmHaving just cheered at discovering an old friend from online (from around ... nearly twenty years ago? yes, nearly twenty years ago, when did that happen) is still online and newly on DW I should actually post here more often, shouldn't I.
But I am le tired. The boy's hip was hurting so much he couldn't sleep over the weekend, so apart from having game on Saturday we didn't do much, I got some writing work done, and then Sunday I did four loads of laundry, a whole bunch of cleaning and gathering of trash, and cooked two lasagna, a cottage pie, three pounds of chicken for stir fry, and a jug of tea. After which I was too tired to do anything but zone out and read a book, which kept me up until after my bedtime. So not only am I tired from a less than optimal amount of sleep I did too much yesterday and should have been getting more sleep instead of less. Oops.
Writing work has been going on? I completed a bunch of stuff, we'll say. And now I'm working on edits for the second Lifestyles book which I had best get my ass moving on if I want to publish that in the spring, drafting a novella for submission, drafting... what the fuck else am I drafting. See, tired. Oh, right, drafting a random Viking Robin Hood with lesbians that I came up with for who the fuck knows why. I came up with a more complicated version involving werewolves a little under a year ago, but revised the synopsis down so it was cleaner and better. So that's going on. I have a Patreon still, around here somewhere. It's got a bunch of short stories that lead to worlds and novels and things I haven't drafted yet, and some I have. I might start putting Amazon links at the bottom of the publicly available stories, come to that.
Trad publishing has been a shitshow the past few months. Starting with, as far as I can tell, the RWA scandal where all the Nice White Ladies clustered together for warmth amidst the assault of everyone else trying to get them to be fucking reasonable and less racist, that resulted in potentially the ongoing collapse of the RWA. It's in a slower, less five-news-items-every-day state right now but it seems to still be collapsing. Like a supernova. Then the American Dirt fiasco, summarized best as "white lady writes book about Mexicans, of whom she knows exactly none, full of stereotypes and held out as an example of sympathetic good press we should be grateful for" and then no Mexican or Mexican ally was grateful for it and now she's pulling her skirts over her head and shrieking that she's being attacked. Fuck you, lady. There's been someone impersonating an agent, Publisher's Weekly, because I don't remember her name we'll call her Jenny Kim, they published a blurb for Jenny Kim's book but instead of using her picture or emailing her or her agent like a reasonable magazine they took a random picture from some random Jenny Kim's profile on social media and used that. When Author Jenny Kim's photo was on HER social media. WTF. And then the utter fiasco of Barnes and Noble Fifth Avenue's My Diversity Is Pastede On Yay, literally putting new covers with non-white characters in the appropriate theme on such classic works as Frankenstein, Jekyll and Hyde, and Secret Garden. Guys. That's not how diversity works.
(That did lead to an entertainingly pointed display from Barnes and Noble Tribeca, who put out a book display of "new classics", well-received and immensely popular books by authors of various backgorunds. Four for you, Tribeca.)
Anyway the upshot of all of this is I'm seriously considering pushing harder on self pub and running away from trad pub. We'll see. I queried, I was rejected by one and the other is still pending, I still need to query more, ugh.
Other than that... IDK, I've been cleaning? I've been remembering to batch cook more now that I've found a Sunday cooking partner on Twitter. I've been art-ing, doodling and such. I may do some of that tonight. I've been reading a lot, I'll save that for Wednesday Reads. A lot of what I've been reading is post-apocalyptic though so I'm going to switch over to a couple of serieses(eseseseses...ses...) that I know/am pretty sure are lighter, for a while. Too much reading that leaves my head feeling scooped out and exhausted from all the emotions.
But I am le tired. The boy's hip was hurting so much he couldn't sleep over the weekend, so apart from having game on Saturday we didn't do much, I got some writing work done, and then Sunday I did four loads of laundry, a whole bunch of cleaning and gathering of trash, and cooked two lasagna, a cottage pie, three pounds of chicken for stir fry, and a jug of tea. After which I was too tired to do anything but zone out and read a book, which kept me up until after my bedtime. So not only am I tired from a less than optimal amount of sleep I did too much yesterday and should have been getting more sleep instead of less. Oops.
Writing work has been going on? I completed a bunch of stuff, we'll say. And now I'm working on edits for the second Lifestyles book which I had best get my ass moving on if I want to publish that in the spring, drafting a novella for submission, drafting... what the fuck else am I drafting. See, tired. Oh, right, drafting a random Viking Robin Hood with lesbians that I came up with for who the fuck knows why. I came up with a more complicated version involving werewolves a little under a year ago, but revised the synopsis down so it was cleaner and better. So that's going on. I have a Patreon still, around here somewhere. It's got a bunch of short stories that lead to worlds and novels and things I haven't drafted yet, and some I have. I might start putting Amazon links at the bottom of the publicly available stories, come to that.
Trad publishing has been a shitshow the past few months. Starting with, as far as I can tell, the RWA scandal where all the Nice White Ladies clustered together for warmth amidst the assault of everyone else trying to get them to be fucking reasonable and less racist, that resulted in potentially the ongoing collapse of the RWA. It's in a slower, less five-news-items-every-day state right now but it seems to still be collapsing. Like a supernova. Then the American Dirt fiasco, summarized best as "white lady writes book about Mexicans, of whom she knows exactly none, full of stereotypes and held out as an example of sympathetic good press we should be grateful for" and then no Mexican or Mexican ally was grateful for it and now she's pulling her skirts over her head and shrieking that she's being attacked. Fuck you, lady. There's been someone impersonating an agent, Publisher's Weekly, because I don't remember her name we'll call her Jenny Kim, they published a blurb for Jenny Kim's book but instead of using her picture or emailing her or her agent like a reasonable magazine they took a random picture from some random Jenny Kim's profile on social media and used that. When Author Jenny Kim's photo was on HER social media. WTF. And then the utter fiasco of Barnes and Noble Fifth Avenue's My Diversity Is Pastede On Yay, literally putting new covers with non-white characters in the appropriate theme on such classic works as Frankenstein, Jekyll and Hyde, and Secret Garden. Guys. That's not how diversity works.
(That did lead to an entertainingly pointed display from Barnes and Noble Tribeca, who put out a book display of "new classics", well-received and immensely popular books by authors of various backgorunds. Four for you, Tribeca.)
Anyway the upshot of all of this is I'm seriously considering pushing harder on self pub and running away from trad pub. We'll see. I queried, I was rejected by one and the other is still pending, I still need to query more, ugh.
Other than that... IDK, I've been cleaning? I've been remembering to batch cook more now that I've found a Sunday cooking partner on Twitter. I've been art-ing, doodling and such. I may do some of that tonight. I've been reading a lot, I'll save that for Wednesday Reads. A lot of what I've been reading is post-apocalyptic though so I'm going to switch over to a couple of serieses(eseseseses...ses...) that I know/am pretty sure are lighter, for a while. Too much reading that leaves my head feeling scooped out and exhausted from all the emotions.