I got the print proof of the Author’s Edit of The Shelter from Amazon. Looks good. I need to run through it in detail, and that will be the final sign off before it’s re-publication. Phew. We’re finally there, on the home straight. I can’t say it’s been easy, and I can’t say it’s been fun, but I think it will be all worth it when you read it. So, let me know about the re-edit. I think it’s a killer.
So, on to Mika Ito. The editor has done a wonderful job with it and I’m really excited for it to see the light of day. It’s with the typesetters, then off to the proofreader, then it’s on to you. Stand by, and be on guard… it’s coming.
So thank you. Thank you to the playstation 5 I had to sell to finance the project. Thank you to the 6am starts and to the overtime on Saturdays to raise the extra money to pay for all the expense that occur when self-publishing. And thank you to Amazon for removing all the print copes of the old version of The Shelter (even though I had to threaten legal action for you to do it). Thanks to the painful mistakes that I’ll never make again, and cheers too the painful feedback and the moments of not knowing how to proceed – you’ve made me stronger and wiser. The sleepless nights, I don’t thank you, you guys can fuck off.
Whether these books are good or bad, thank you for reading them. I really tried and no matter what they’ll be an immortal tribute to my dedication to writing to my willingness to grow and for my ability to learn. So fuck it. Two books coming your way within the next three months, plus a secret third book, which I’ll keep up my sleeve for now. Wait and see…
Well, that’s another Sunday, and another case of beers. Time to relax and to feel the sun on my face for a few hours before we begin another week, and before we win the new battles that lie in wait in our future.
PF. Sunday 19th, June. 20:05.
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