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Between wrestling with a financial crisis and the heat (and no AC) beating me down in sweaty fits of allergy misery, I’ve gotten very little done this week. I won’t be able to afford to do to the convention this weekend, and my hope of pulling off a last minute trip for GCLS con are pretty much hopeless at this point as well. I guess it’s for the best. I have three books worth of edits show up this week needing to be done.
Worlds Collide is in its first run of pro edits, which is a good sign for a winter release end of this year or beginning of next, so that comes first. Next on my plate are the fixes on Shadow Magic which just came back from an editor friend. I should be able to tackle these and get it done before the end of June, which was my goal, so that is good.
Last is the final beta on Bloodstained Innocence, the urban fantasy I’m hoping to use to get agented. Once it’s done I have to put together a query letter and start looking for LGBT friendly agents that handle urban fantasy. The concern is this is not a romance or erotica, though there is some romantic content, and I’ve been told UF with erotic content sells better. I would rather see this marketed as a YA urban fantasy piece or a UF suspense rather than romance, especially since there isn’t the traditional romantic HEA though there is a happy ending IMO. We’ll see what the agent says soon as I figure out who to send queries to.
And I just found out last night about the death of Michael Jackson and Farrah Faucet. I admit I wasn’t a big fan of Farrah, but I grew up loving MJ’s music from very young. I do know he was a very sensitive child, much like my own son, and was under a great deal of pressure for many many years, with very little emotional support. I’m certain in the same circumstances, without I great deal of support, my own son would break emotionally. That is such a lot to ask of any child, esepcially one so sensitive natured. I don’t know enough of the truth behind his life over the past couple decades to know how to feel about many of the things said about him. I doubt the full truth will ever be known. One thing I do know fore cetain, no one can deny the gift his music was to so many, myself included. For that gift I honor him.
No matter what may or may not have happen in his living days, may Michael finally have the peace denied him for long, and may those who loved him find the best piece he left behind in his song, and hold those close.
Worlds Collide is in its first run of pro edits, which is a good sign for a winter release end of this year or beginning of next, so that comes first. Next on my plate are the fixes on Shadow Magic which just came back from an editor friend. I should be able to tackle these and get it done before the end of June, which was my goal, so that is good.
Last is the final beta on Bloodstained Innocence, the urban fantasy I’m hoping to use to get agented. Once it’s done I have to put together a query letter and start looking for LGBT friendly agents that handle urban fantasy. The concern is this is not a romance or erotica, though there is some romantic content, and I’ve been told UF with erotic content sells better. I would rather see this marketed as a YA urban fantasy piece or a UF suspense rather than romance, especially since there isn’t the traditional romantic HEA though there is a happy ending IMO. We’ll see what the agent says soon as I figure out who to send queries to.
And I just found out last night about the death of Michael Jackson and Farrah Faucet. I admit I wasn’t a big fan of Farrah, but I grew up loving MJ’s music from very young. I do know he was a very sensitive child, much like my own son, and was under a great deal of pressure for many many years, with very little emotional support. I’m certain in the same circumstances, without I great deal of support, my own son would break emotionally. That is such a lot to ask of any child, esepcially one so sensitive natured. I don’t know enough of the truth behind his life over the past couple decades to know how to feel about many of the things said about him. I doubt the full truth will ever be known. One thing I do know fore cetain, no one can deny the gift his music was to so many, myself included. For that gift I honor him.
No matter what may or may not have happen in his living days, may Michael finally have the peace denied him for long, and may those who loved him find the best piece he left behind in his song, and hold those close.