Here it is: the first true Jake Calcutta story. Download the 5,000-word short story right now, absolutely free.
I begged Best Beloved to add an extra week to this trip north.
If I hadn’t done that, we’d have left for home this morning.
I’m having a hard time finding the joy. I made a bunch of changes to my online life the weeks before we left home and I’ve found myself more than bored.
I haven’t been bored in 15 years.
Things are complicated by an injury to my right foot that makes walking excruciating. Otherwise I’d take long walks every day, enjoying the beauty.
There’s always going for a drive. In my socks.
Jake Calcutta’s first story is going well. Fully outlined. I’ve written 1,500 words so far, and that’s just quickdraft. I’m pleased with how it’s coming out, though it’s not the Edgar Rice Burroughs clone I was hoping for. Maybe I’m not Edgar Rice Burroughs. Maybe I’m me.
This short story starring the real Jake Calcutta won’t leave me alone, so it’s getting at least a thorough outline and maybe a quickdraft before I can go back to Love Runs Out.
20 out of 48 chapters written. Turns out this pass through is action and dialog, and I’ll need a third pass for description before editing. But at a chapter a day, even with time off for
good behavior travel to Wisconsin, that pass will be done end of September, and the book finished by end of October.
Assuming editing and formatting can be done in 6 weeks, it’ll be out before year end. (We don’t work the latter half of December, so come the 15th thereof I’m history until 2019.)
Unless I have a major epiphany before then, the cover will look a lot like this. (Click to enbiggen.)
[dc]P[/dc]eople were saying such nice things about the new book that I kept popping in to Amazon to see what else they were saying.
I’m not allowed to look at reviews. I’ll never learn to really ignore them, so Best Beloved keeps up with them, and shares the ones I need to see. No, I don’t need to see the negative feedback. It’s not helpful, not constructive, serves no purpose to me.
Ah, well. Note to self: don’t do that.