My ten ISBN numbers arrived last week, wah-who! Feels officially a done-deal now. No turning back. It's like I've paid the ferryman, now all I have to do is row over. Not a very good analogy using death's gatekeeper, especially when purgatory is supposed to be on the over side. Plus in my case I have to row the bloody boat myself. Might end up going round in circles or worse still - sinking.
Nope, that's not going to happen. Keeping positive. On chapter 32 of 36. The end is in sight though sadly I've been advised to re-write that chapter. I've also got to add a piece where Onk the city troll, and our hero, decides to wear a heavy metal T-shirt! That's because in the last version of the cover he looked slightly stupid wearing no shirt and a tiny bit too stud muffin and Chippendalesque, (an English male stripper act) which he is, to lady trolls anyway. I know the book is aimed at young adults and they are blasé about bodies now - based on the latest craze of 'sexts' but I'm hoping younger children will want to read it too.
I'm considering a sneak preview of the cover but with no comments or feedback that might not happen. It does feel like I'm writing a diary to myself at the moment despite the fact I've been reliably informed by Weebly the site had 383 visitors in May.
Back to work....