Congratulations! ^_^
My Games & WritingThanks! So far the feedback from people who have purchased it has been extremely positive...it has more or less been "I started reading this, and now I have things to do, but I don't want to stop reading!"
If I were to write some of the strange things that come under my eyes they would not be believed. ~Cora M. Strayer~Congrats! How long did it take you to write that book before having it available for Kindle sales? It took a lot of work and effort, right? And who was your beta/editor? Did you have one? Sorry. I'll stop 20 questions for now and let you answer.
Even when your hope is gone, move along, move along just to make it throughCongratulations!
Thanks! As a matter of coincidence, the work in question now has a completed draft and is currently up in the Constructive Criticism thread, another one of the stickies here.
I'd say I'm being refined Into the web I descend Killing those I've left behind I have been EndarkenedOh, now I'm definitely going to read that.
edited 2nd Aug '13 3:21:22 PM by LongLiveHumour
Thanks!
I'd say I'm being refined Into the web I descend Killing those I've left behind I have been EndarkenedNo problem at all, I like answering these questions.
- I started Margin Play during last year's Na No Wri Mo; I actually finished the first draft in 10 days, and it clocked in a 45,000 words. I spent from November til about February of this year working on the second draft, which brought it up to around 80,000 words and cleared up numerous issues present in the original. The third draft, I finished it in early July; mostly the third draft was focused on correcting three crucial scenes that simply did not want to come together. The final version went live for Kindle July 11th, the paper version coming about a week after that.
- Effort yes, time...not so much, actually. I'm starting to grow more contemptuous of George R.R. Martin's pace because of it.
- My beta readers were a small group of people who expressed interest in the manuscript and who I felt had advice relevant to the story; my goal was to bring some reality into the private-eye genre, so two of my readers were ex-police and one was a current PI. My editor is One Of Us. If that person wishes to be identified, they will identify themselves.
- Cover design was by DG; it was done almost laughably low-ball, but it turned out very good for all that.
If anyone else has any questions about the mechanics of the editing/publishing/marketing process I'll be glad to answer them if I can...and say "I don't know" if I can't.
If I were to write some of the strange things that come under my eyes they would not be believed. ~Cora M. Strayer~Eh, I'll come out of the closet. I was one of his betas and his editor. I didn't set out to become his editor, all I promised him was a critique of his first draft. I don't know what he expected, but I don't think that it was a printed out copy of the entire first draft, absolutely covered with notes and comments, plus five additional pages of legal-sized paper of more notes.
...if you don’t love you’re dead, and if you do, they’ll kill you for it.Da~amn.
I'd say I'm being refined Into the web I descend Killing those I've left behind I have been EndarkenedThing is, that's not what most people would expect as a critique. But that's what you should be able to expect from an editor. Not just a vague "I liked it" or "I didn't like it", or "It was ok". But "This doesn't work, and here's why." My notes were things like "You used the word "twist" five times within seven sentences. The first time, it's the right word. The last time it's the right word. But the other three? find another word — it's jarring.". Or " 'Petulant drizzle' — that's great — I know precisely the kind of rain you're talking about."
"This works, here's why." Or "This doesn't work — here's what I think is wrong with it."
...if you don’t love you’re dead, and if you do, they’ll kill you for it.I'm surprised this surprises anyone.
Mads made a good editor...I ended up taking nearly all her advice.
If I were to write some of the strange things that come under my eyes they would not be believed. ~Cora M. Strayer~I hope this doesn't end with you getting overloaded with beta/editing requests, Maddynote .
Fiat iustitia, et pereat mundus.Considering her other hobby, I do believe Maddie knows how to deal with spurious requests...
If I were to write some of the strange things that come under my eyes they would not be believed. ~Cora M. Strayer~
Yes, Marq, "Maddy" (or "Maddie") is fine.
As to getting inundated, well, you can ask. And if what you've got sounds like something I'd be interested in reading, I may say yes to beta-reading it and/or giving you a critique. And after that, if it's good enough that I can stand the thought of reading it over and over again, I might even offer to edit for you. But I'm not likely to even offer to beta-read for some things — fanfics generally, (especially if it's based on a work I don't follow) or romances. I find it extremely difficult to give a fair, thoughtful critique if I don't enjoy the genre in the first place.
...if you don’t love you’re dead, and if you do, they’ll kill you for it.Ok, that got a laugh out of me. Bravo, Scriblerian. (BTW, is "Scriblerian" a corrupted portmanteau of "scribble" and "librarian"?)
edited 3rd Aug '13 12:27:05 PM by MarqFJA
Fiat iustitia, et pereat mundus.@Marq: an explanation of where I got the name.
If I were to write some of the strange things that come under my eyes they would not be believed. ~Cora M. Strayer~Uniting my witch team's costumes was easy: They're witches, so all of their costumes are black and one color only and include a robe and a witch hat. That way, no matter how different their themes are, they look like a team. Uniting my magical girls is proving much harder. They're all based on the Western Zodiac, but I'm not sure how to use that information to unite their costumes. Maybe I could start by including stars in all their costumes?
edited 7th Aug '13 4:16:49 PM by Haldo
‽‽‽‽ ^These are interrobangs. Love them. Learn them. Use them.Common elements in silver on dark, saturated colours — to connect to starlight against the night sky — might work, perhaps, taking on your own suggestion, with small stars strategically sprinkled. This could then be trimmed with their personal colours and marks.
My Games & WritingHere's part of something I started revising, a steampunk novel inspired by Oliver Twist. Is the Artful Dodger convincing as a street urchin?
He’ll notice it’s gone but he ain’t goin’ to say nothing about it. He’ll just give me a look if- when he passes me in the hallway. I know what you did. Then he’ll go back to melting down the old stuff we find and steal into scrap and getting me to help. Except on Saturday when he makes me do the work with Charlie Bates starting on Friday evening. He can’t do work on Saturday, because he’s real religious and Jewish.
Anyway, a few minutes ago Charlie and me saw somethin at the depot near here when we took our stuff back home to the junkyard. He yelled at me. “Hey, Dodge?”
“Yeah. What?”I held on to the bag of computer parts I’d taken and held onto the jewelry in my pocket to stop it clanking. The street light in front of us was the only way I could see. ‘’C’mon. We’re gonna be late. Do ya want to get us in trouble?”
I whispered as loudly as I could without anyone possibly hearing us. The android patrols are out here at six every evening. Fagin says getting arrested by them is worse than with the normal cops because they can have you put in a separate cell for anything.
The last time we’d come home at ten o’clock it we had nothing in our pockets or hands. Fagin bit our heads off and put us both on cleaning duty in the kitchen. I had to help Hannah and Rosa, one of my foster sisters, out with the babies and younger kids. Little kids scream all the time. Hannah’s my mom. Everyone calls her that. Even me.
“No.” he almost yelled. “Look over there.”
I ran over to him. The depot’s usually full of people waitin’ for dirigibles and right then it didn’t look too different. “What? Can’t see nothin.”
But over where he was pointin’ there was some guy struggling to drag something out of the hatch. I could see it right away- a long thin box. Some steel poked out of the top. Circuits, probably. Charlie was looking at it like it was a cigarette or a joint and not saying nothing. “Awesome.”
edited 15th Aug '13 6:59:37 AM by MorwenEdhelwen
The road goes ever on. -TolkienYes.
"We learn from history that we do not learn from history."
Nice!
"We learn from history that we do not learn from history."