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Spring is in the Air
Beautiful day out today. Had a lovely weekend. To lift my spirits after the rejection of last week, I broke out a new computer game. Bioshock. Talk about an intense game. It taught me that there are worse things in life than having someone not like your book. For example, you might be involved in a plane crash in the 1950s and then find yourself in an underwater dystopian society where people with knives and scissors are trying to kill you. My life isn't nearly that bad. :-)
Also finished a fun book: Somebody Owes Me Money. A nice first person thriller/mystery where an average guy discovers himself in the middle of a very above average plot. Good times.
As for writing, I'm now in the process of looking at publishers to send Ichabod. That'll take some time, as well as getting the submission packets ready. After that, I'm not sure what I'll work on. I was talking to my friend Brandon Sanderson over the weekend, and he pointed out something I'd never really thought of before: if/when I sell Ichabod, the publisher who buys it is going to expect me to write more books like it. Build a career and all that. Now, up to this point, I've just been writing whatever my little heart felt like. I'd done quite a bit of YA, so I decided to mix it up with some adult. But if I had to chose, I'd write YA any day of the week. I enjoy it more. Ichabod was something I wrote because I wanted to read something like that. I'm not sure how much more of stuff like Ichabod I've got in me. Is this making sense? So the bottom line is that I've decided I need to be more picky when it comes to what I decide to write. You know. Because I might have to write some more of it someday.
Also finished a fun book: Somebody Owes Me Money. A nice first person thriller/mystery where an average guy discovers himself in the middle of a very above average plot. Good times.
As for writing, I'm now in the process of looking at publishers to send Ichabod. That'll take some time, as well as getting the submission packets ready. After that, I'm not sure what I'll work on. I was talking to my friend Brandon Sanderson over the weekend, and he pointed out something I'd never really thought of before: if/when I sell Ichabod, the publisher who buys it is going to expect me to write more books like it. Build a career and all that. Now, up to this point, I've just been writing whatever my little heart felt like. I'd done quite a bit of YA, so I decided to mix it up with some adult. But if I had to chose, I'd write YA any day of the week. I enjoy it more. Ichabod was something I wrote because I wanted to read something like that. I'm not sure how much more of stuff like Ichabod I've got in me. Is this making sense? So the bottom line is that I've decided I need to be more picky when it comes to what I decide to write. You know. Because I might have to write some more of it someday.
