I’m in an unpleasant situation currently with my manuscript for Man and Brother: Volume 2 of the Cryptid Series. On one hand, I really need to work on it to see a release date in the next six months. On the other hand, I’ve lost the energy to produce content to edit. So, I have a decision to make: Do I force myself to complete what I know will be an inferior product, or do I step back completely and return to reading and reviewing the books I have in my ever-increasing reading queue?
Well, I am still working on Man and Brother, which does not appear to be coming out this year. I’d like to explain the delay, especially since I’ve been working on it over the past year and have just not had it come together as quickly as the previous book.
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We’ve reached the final installment of my five-part practice interview. I have to say, it has been revealing to me, as well. I learned to express my ideas a bit better, and I have talking points I can take with me on future author interviews. I have more personal clarity about the Cryptid Series, which I can turn to while I write subsequent books in the series.
And I can explain better and more about why I write and what I write.
This is the fourth of five sets of author interview questions compiled by Elisabeth Barette and sorted by me.
I enjoy writing, adventuring, observing. Interviews . . . I don’t know what to say for myself. On the whole, I don’t consider myself a particularly interesting person.
Oh, I care about people. I enjoy talking to people. I even enjoy talking about writing with people. I believe, now, I could do a book signing if only to meet and greet people.
Interviews to promote myself, my books . . . they are difficult. What I’ve done and seen eases smoothly into the realm of fiction for me. Traveling the nebulous space between fact and fiction is akin to picking my way over a stony and narrow path along a cliff face, only to find glyphs I cannot comprehend etched in rock at the top.
Interviews are not easy for me; I don’t seem to know what to say. Oh, I enjoy very much talking to others despite a social awkwardness which reveals itself quickly. I think, because of social media, I could manage a book signing.
As an author, I observe life. I read others’ observations on life. Fiction or non-fiction doesn’t matter–not any more to me.
That word sends shivers up my spine just thinking about it. Set ‘Author’ in front of that word, and I suddenly go blank. What’s my name? I have no idea. Look on my book cover; I think it’s there somewhere.
However, I need to put my big writer-girl pants on and finally dip my big toe into the inkwell and just practice in the web journal mirror.