Stalking the Wilds with Cameraphone, No Gun

The War Gods Son-BNSpotted for the first time this Saturday in the wild (meaning the new books section of our local Barnes & Noble) Yamada Monogatari: The War God’s Son. I’m not sure if seeing a book you’ve written appear on the shelves of an actual bookstore will ever get old. Libraries and Bookstores were my temples, my sacred places all through childhood and youth. To have my own place there, right between Peter Orullian and Sarah Pinborough, makes me feel like maybe, you know, I belong there. Or rather my work does. It’s the work that counts. Besides, I’d feel awfully cramped on that shelf.

 

Before the Landslide Brings Me Down

WarGod-600Before I get into anything else, I thought I’d mention that Beneath Ceaseless Skies just released their Seventh Anniversary Double Issue #183, with Rose Lemberg, Naim Kabir, I.L. Heisler, and Grace Seybold. Scott also reprinted “The Bride Doll” from Yamada Monogatari: Demon Hunter, so if you haven’t read any of that book yet, here’s a free way to get a taste.

Though the official release date is either the 22nd or the 13th (depending on whom you ask), Amazon is shipping real copies of Yamada Monogatari: The War God’s Son sort of…nowish. So if you’re looking for actual paper copies, there’s no more excuse. If you’re holding out for the Kindle/Nook editions, well, you’ll have to hold out a little longer. It’s unlikely they’ll be available before the official date which, whatever date you pick, is later this month.

The fact that I have a new book coming out touches on an online conversation on one of those sites that attempts to do an exhaustive listing of all new books about to hit the shelves. The point was made that, and I paraphrase, “there’s an almighty shitload of new books.” It’s true, and that’s not even counting the Indie and self-published stuff. Just from the publishers who license the rights to publish a book from an author that particular month. Publishing with a traditional publisher of whatever size is and remains difficult, and yet an awful lot of writers do manage it. So many that an awful lot of them do manage to get published every single month. It must be said, that some proportion of those awful lot of books really are awful. But most aren’t. A significant proportion of them, perhaps even the majority, are pretty good. Some are even damned good, but that might not be enough to save them.

For a reader, it’s pretty much like trying to judge the esthetic qualities of one snowflake over another in the middle of a friggin’ avalanche. It’s no wonder that many readers stick with writers they’re already familiar with, and eagerly await anything new from that set of writers. That doesn’t leave much room for happy discoveries, and yet who can really blame them, when the alternative is dealing with the avalanche?

Still, newer writers do get read, sometimes. Could be on the recommendation by a friend, or sheer accident. Perhaps the work was even enjoyed, and the reader makes a mental note to look for that writer again. Maybe. Equally likely they’ll just forget about it and go back to what they know. Most books go nowhere, either in building sales or readership. It’s no surprise that a great many writers publish for a few years and then just go silent. What’s more surprising is that more don’t do the same. In the grand scheme of things it doesn’t make that much difference, since there’s always a new batch of writers to come along.

The point, if there is one, is that it’s hard to get noticed. The Yamada series has done well, and frankly the publisher was just as surprised as I was. Not that either of us didn’t believe in the books, but because we both knew that any particular book getting any attention at all is such a long shot. So here’s a thought–If you’re inclined, maybe you can help the next new writer you come across. If you like their stuff, say so. Review it. Tell your friends, especially any with similar tastes in reading. If you want to see more books from that writer, let people know. And by “people” I’m not referring to the writer or even the publisher, especially, but rather to people who might want to know, whether they are aware of this fact or not. You’ll be encouraging more books of the sort you want to read, and writers will get paid to write them for you. Win win.

Otherwise, just watch all the snow fall down the mountain. After all, there will always be more where that came from.

New York on My Mind

Snow-Jan-2014Probably the worst thing about moving is trying to be two places at once. Physically I’m still in Mississippi. Most of the packing is done, most of the painting is done. The last thirty+ years of our lives reside in boxes in storage, just waiting. If nothing odd happens, in less than two weeks I’ll be making the trip up to New York to close on the new house. Mentally, at least half the time I’m already there. There’s a lot to do before we can move in and part of the reason I’ll be there is so I can be be working on that, but that’s later. Mentally I go over and over it all, trying to plan the best strategies for getting it all done as quickly as possible.

And all that is just half the battle. The rest is realizing that neither of us has much clue as to how to survive a winter—a real winter, as opposed to the cooling-off period we’re more familiar with– and have we taken leave of our senses? Probably, but still going. Helpful people have been helpful—snow boots, yes, warm overcoats, yes. Gloves. Snow tires. What a concept. Oil furnaces. Pellet stoves. Clearing the ice berms. How to shovel snow. Where to shovel it to. What has to be shoveled. What doesn’t.

Factor in that Yamada Monogatari: The War God’s Son will be hitting the stores right around the time I’ll be hitting the road.

Zen says “Be Here Now,” and I ain’t. A good bit of the time I’m a thousand miles away. Which is unfortunate, since there’s still a good bit to do here before I’ll even get a chance to work on everything there. It’s disrupting and stressful and I’m not sure how much longer I can keep it up. If all goes well, the time will run out before I do. Here’s hoping.

This Too, Shall Pass

Offie-DisarrayThough I am starting to wonder if it’s going to take us with it. Amazing how much crap you accumulate without quite realizing it. And then you have to decide if you still want/need/want  a particular piece of crap or can let it go. And even when you’ve decided, the logistics of either keeping or letting go start to shade over into something close enough to frickin’ crazy.

I was supposed to meet Carol for lunch today, but instead I’m meeting a rep from the estate sale lady to see if there’s any way she can help us pare down. The thing is, we (and by we I mean Carol) have good taste, so even our junk isn’t something we can in good conscience simply discard. We either have to sell or donate to charity anything we’re not taking with us. And it was a lot more than I realized. So new rule–we buy something, we have to get rid of something else. Once we’re settled in NY that may or may not be a problem.

On the good news department, B&N will be carrying the new Yamada book just as they did the first two, so in a couple of weeks you’ll be able to get it there. Still a good idea to pre-order, since a lot of the stores ran out last time. It helps the book, too. And yes, there is a typo in the book’s description on B&N’s (and Amazon’s) web site. We’re trying to get it fixed. It’s an obscure one, though, so I wonder how many people will even spot it.

Schist Just Got Real

Offie-DisarrayThis is my office. It will likely remain in this state until I’ve finished painting, then it will likely go away entirely. Right now I’m working off a card table and a cobbled-together bit of computer. I have a book to write…well, I hope more than one. But definitely one. This in between phase somewhere in the middle of being where I am and being where I need to be is working my last good nerve. Just saying.