To Print or Not to Print

For my entire life books have been printed on paper.  Every book I read before 2006 was read from words printed on paper.

At one point in history, printing mass quantities of written words on dead tree pulp was cutting edge, state-of-the-art technology.

That was a long time ago.

Now the thought of having to carry a clunky old book when I already have my phone with me seems silly.

I’m a computer programmer, so I’m not afraid of technology.  I’m also not afraid of change.

I never really liked paper books.  I always felt they were clumsy things, always having to hold them open, losing my place when the bookmark fell out, and I couldn’t read them in the dark without a clunky light attached. Continue reading

Lessons Learned

I unleashed unto the world a novel titled Into the Badlands at the beginning of September.  Since then I’ve had some time to reflect, and I’ve learned a few things not only about the process, but about myself as well.

I’ve  been writing for years, ever since I was very young.  Into the Badlands is actually my second novel, but the first I felt was worth publishing.  I also wrote a bunch of short stories, all before the year 2000.

I took a hiatus, then returned to writing in late 2010.  One thing I’ve learned since then is that my old writing was pretty crappy.  However, some of the premises are still viable.  As a result, I’m releasing a collection of short stories at the end of 2011, many of which are rewrites from old premises I think are still worth the time.

I also learned that editing is a bitch.  Tedious and boring, it is likely the most undesirable step of the writing process.  If I sell enough books, I’ll likely farm that work out. Continue reading

“Into the Badlands” Is Finished

After seven months, 84,000 words, and three revisions, Into the Badlands is finished.

eBooks have changed everything for me.  No longer will my writing be relegated to the dark confines of an attic-bound trunk.  I now have a platform on which to distribute my work, the stories I’ve always wanted to tell, and they’ll live and die by their own merit on a level playing field.

I’m not driven solely by how many books I sell.  That’s not the point.

I make pretty good money as a programmer.  I love the work too.  I also love to write; always have.  With the money I make as a programmer I can subsidize my love of writing.  I don’t have to bow to the whims of a fickle publisher, or chop up my vision into baby food to feed the lowest common denominator.

That doesn’t mean I allow myself to write crap.  I push myself to write better with each book.  I can already see myself getting better.  I also see I have a long way to go. Continue reading