I have heard you

I’ve been getting a lot of very specific feedback from my Immortal readers along the lines of, “when is the sequel coming out?” and “that sequel, it’ll be coming out soon, right?” and the occasional, “where the fuck is the sequel?”

To which my answer has been: it’s finished.  And I don’t know when it’s coming out.

Oddly, this hasn’t placated anybody.

Hellenic Immortal

It is true that I finished the final rewrite of Hellenic Immortal back in May, and it is also true that it has not been published since that time (aside from this sample chapter.)  It is also true that it’s almost always a good idea to roll out a new book within a year of the prior book’s rollout or risk losing readers.

Now here is what I couldn’t explain before now.  I had an agreement in place with the publisher of Immortal to publish the second book as well.  But for a number of reasons I can’t go into here, I didn’t want them to publish it.  Which meant finding a new publisher, one that would be willing to take on the second book of a series without owning– and thereby reaping the benefits of the sales of– the first book.  (And the addendum to “publish your next book within a year of the last one” is, “the next book will help sell the last book”.)

Contract pending

As I write this, a contract for Hellenic Immortal is en route and ready to be signed.  I don’t have a release date yet for it, but it should be in the first quarter of 2012.  Between then and now the cover will need to be designed and prepublication blurbs will have to be obtained and so on.  I’m hoping that all of you who have patiently awaited this release can patiently wait a little longer.

Interestingly, one of the things that may hold up the release of Hellenic Immortal is the re-release of Immortal.

Second edition

And that’s the other big news of the day here.  Barring any significant reversals, the same publisher will be obtaining the rights to Immortal as well. This will mean a new edition with new cover art, new distribution channels, additional promotional opportunities and so on.  I am very excited about this, because as well as the book did in the past year (and it did very well) there is still much more that can be done to make people out there aware of it.

And finally

What this means for the future: as those of you who follow my Twitter feed know, I just finished work on a novel called Fixer.  This is a standalone novel about a man who can see a rolling five seconds into the future trying to stop a killer only he can see.  It’s (of course, because it’s me) a blend of sci-fi, fantasy, horror and humor– much heavier on the horror and lighter on the humor than Immortal– that I’m nearly positive you’ll love.  (If there is enough demand, I may put up a sample chapter for you…)

If nothing else were on tap this book would be (possibly self-) published in the first quarter of 2012.  But with Hellenic on its way I’m afraid you may have to wait a little longer for it.

Meanwhile, I have to start work on the third Immortal book.  Believe it or not, it will be the first novel I’ve started from scratch in six years.  Wish me luck.

A weekend in New York

As you are (perhaps) aware, I spent this past Saturday in New York City attending the Indie Book Event.  It was tremendous fun, I’d met some people I had only chanced upon previously when online, there was press coverage, and I got very little sleep.  It’s this last thing that makes writing a straight-through narrative of the weekend essentially impossible, or worse, possible-but-dull-for-all-concerned.  Instead, I offer some random musings.

*Note: random musings can go on for some time. I’ve split this up into two blog posts.  Read part two here

Always take water

I had shopped around for cheap options to get to New York.  Option one in my mind was the train, which turned out to be very inexpensive if you were willing to throw in your kidney, but otherwise unreasonably costly.  Car was an option, except I’d have to valet park it at $35 a day, which would have brought the cost up to about what the train was, with the only real advantage being I could leave whenever I wanted to.

Bus was the last-resort option.  I’d heard nice things about the Bolt bus to NYC, and the prices were very reasonable (round trip was under $40) and it was supposed to be air conditioned, with roomy seats and plugs for laptops in every row, and nubile women serving frozen grapes, and it took as long as the (non-Acela) train, non-stop.

Except it didn’t, because buses travel on roads and other people travel on those roads too and if one leaves Boston at Noon one hits rush hour traffic in New York at 4:30.  And the bus was a Yankee bus instead of a Bolt bus, for reasons I am not clear on.  So no frozen grapes.

Or water.  I didn’t consider this until it was too late, but getting on the bus without water, coffee or food was a tremendously bad idea.  By 4 PM– and the bus didn’t arrive until 5:30 PM– I was tweeting that drinking the blood of the guy next to me was under serious consideration.  And I wasn’t entirely kidding.

Question of the day

For the event I had a table set up with about 30 copies of Immortal laid out in an attractive fashion, plus a powerpoint presentation on a loop that showed a description of the book, quotes from Adam, and review excerpts.  And I sat behind the table for the better part of the day, trying to look friendly and approachable and non-rabid.

I’m fairly certain I succeeded, as I sold books.

My blurry table

I also got a couple of deeply fucked up questions.  Here are the two worst:

Runner-Up:

“Are you a publisher or an author?”

‘I’m an author.  Here’s my book.”

“Okay, I’m looking for a publisher.” (walks to next table)

Winner:

(while holding a copy of Immortal) ”Is it for sale at Borders?”

“Not right now! Just Amazon and as an ebook.”

(puts book down) “Okay, cuz Borders is having that going-out-of-business sale down the street.”

Try your fries

There are two stories I don’t want to include here, but which I will have to or risk being called out for self-censoring.  This is one of them.

We all had dinner together on Friday.  (“We” in this case being a number of publishers, writers, bloggers and what-have-you, all of whom came in a day early to set up the hall for the event.)  Dinner was initially going to be at a nearby restaurant, but the sky opened up at just the wrong time, so it transpired in the hotel’s restaurant instead.  I found myself sitting next to Indie Book Event matriarch Melissa from Foozago books, and the writer C M Smith, which is only important to know because these two refused to let me eat my french fries.

Oh, they’ll tell you otherwise.  Melissa, if asked, will insist just the opposite, that she practically demanded I eat my fries.

“Eat your fries,” was the first thing she said to me when I sat down.  (The food had been delivered while I was in the bathroom.)  And I was happy to, until she suggested it again three seconds later.

“Is there something wrong with my fries?” I asked, now concerned.

“No,” she said.  ”You should eat that one next.”

This went on for a while.  I asked what was wrong with them and was told by the two giggling women next to me that there was nothing wrong with them and also, I should really eat them.

“Did you roofie my fries?” I asked.  ”Or is this some sort of phallic joke?”  (Note: was the only one at the table with a penis.  I’m pretty sure.)

I never finished the fries.  Or any other fries for the remainder of the weekend.

No really, you’ll like it

It is never, ever a good idea to push a book on a reviewer who doesn’t read your genre.  Despite this, on Saturday I found myself trying to convince Girl Who Reads to give Immortal a try.  (The reason this is a bad idea? They might finish it and pan it because, again, it’s not their genre.)  So everyone keep their fingers crossed that I’m right when I tell people that the book has cross-genre appeal.

But that’s not what I want to really talk about.  I want to talk about how Girl Who Reads keeps getting hit by porn sites, and why it was so important to her to have those dashes in her blogspot address and the underscores in her twitter handle (@girl_who_reads).  Turns out if you mash the words together as one does with Internet handles and addresses, you get girlwhoreads.

Let me help you with that.

GirlWhoreAds.

See it now?

And now that I’ve told that story I’m almost guaranteed to get panned.  Oh well.  Never pass up a good story.

It has been quite a year

I have a bad habit of focusing on things that haven’t happened yet rather than stepping back and looking behind me at what has been accomplished.  This tunnel vision quality is sometimes very useful, such as when I’m writing a novel, but maybe less useful in other settings, such as networking events.

So rather than concentrate on what still needs to be done– and since Immortal isn’t in brick-and-mortar bookstores yet or on any electronic device other than the Kindle, there’s a pile of screenplay work needing doing and two other novels to edit, this is a long list– I’d like to take a minute to look back on where we started.

A year ago at this time

This time last year, I had a publisher who did not yet officially exist.  I had barely succeeded in wriggling out of another contract to publish Immortal with a klepto-publisher that is thankfully no longer an entity.

I was not on Twitter.  I was not on GoodReads.  This blog did not exist.  (I was on Facebook, but that’s legally mandated nowadays.)

I had no idea how to get reviews for Immortal much less who to talk to for blurbs.  I didn’t even know what genre it was.

In other words

So it’s been a pretty good year, really.  And my impatience with the fact that I am not yet a world-famous author with a movie deal and a yacht (okay, not a yacht) shouldn’t overshadow the fact that the person I was a year ago would be kicking the 2010 version of my ass for worrying about current sales and distribution outlets whether there is such a thing as too much promoting.

So HAPPY NEW YEAR

And may next year be as fruitful as this one was.

And hopefully more profitable.

(Okay, let me have THAT complaint at least.)

Riting iz easy

A while ago a distant relative of mine contacted me with some questions as to how he might go about making a living as a novelist.  He was not at that time a writer, but liked to read and thought it might be a good way to make a living.

I didn’t know how to respond.  The collection of assumptions–

  • that I am an example of a successful writer
  • that lots of people make a living writing novels
  • that one can just jump in, like it’s any other kind of career

–were so staggering I believe I was rendered speechless by the question.

How most of us keep going

The truth is, it’s very hard to write a novel, it’s even harder to write a good novel, and it’s very nearly impossible to make a living as a writer of novels.  It may be one of the least rewarding and most frustrating creative exercises in existence, with the possible exception of screenwriting.  (Not incidentally, I am also a screenwriter.)

Imagine spending anywhere from months to years of your life crafting an opus, and then spending another several months or years trying to get people to read it and/or publish it, and/or buy it.  The risk-to-reward tradeoff is so ridiculously small it’s a wonder why anybody even tries.

But we do try.  And the reason is, to be an accomplished writer– by which I mean someone who finishes written works– one must also be equal parts self-deluded and insane.

My annual mantra

My annual Christmas mantra has been “next year, by this time, I will be a published novelist.”  It was something that sprang from the disappointments endured in the past year– in which events that were sometimes ridiculously improbable conspired to foil a promising possibility– and the hope that a new lead/idea/project would work out in the new year.

Now, you know that this year I get to say something different, because Immortal was published in October.  What you may not appreciate is I said that same thing for a solid decade.  My past is littered with unsold novels, unsold screenplays, unfinished ideas, leads that fizzled out, agents that didn’t work out (and one that actually went insane), publishers that folded, opportunities that weren’t, and plenty of other disappointments.

But: I never stopped believing that one Christmas, I would get to say, “This year, I became a published novelist.  I can’t wait to see what next year brings.”  Why?  Because I’m fundamentally self-delusional.  Sure, it turned out I was right about this one, but if it didn’t happen I’d still be expecting it to next year.

Merry Writer’s Christmas

I never did answer my relative’s question about becoming a novelist.  But aside from the fact that he was self-deluded about the wrong thing– never get into novel writing thinking it’s a get-rich-quick scheme, kids– he was at least self-deluded about something, and that was a start.

It’s entirely possible to finish writing a novel or a screenplay or a short story and end up with something that is not good, but it’s almost impossible to finish one without the writer thinking it’s good.

So Merry Christmas to all you writers out there.  Embrace your convictions.  In a lot of ways they’re what make you a writer.

And if you’re not published yet, take it from me, a writer who has deluded himself into thinking he’s about to hit it big for a solid decade now: Next year at this time, you will surely be published.  Plan accordingly!

 

Ebook challenges part two

Yesterday I dove back into the Ebook fray for two reasons: Immortal was still not set up on the Kindle; and we’d gotten back feedback from Smashwords on the ebook version we’d uploaded that required addressing.

As you know, I had issues reformatting Immortal to accommodate the Smashwords Style Guide, but the outcome was supposed to produce something that could be uploaded to both Amazon and Smashwords as-was.  It nearly turned out that way.

Kindle folderol

The problem with the Kindle availability was that each time the file I sent to the publisher was uploaded to Amazon, the resulting file still looked like hell.  After fiddling with this for a while, the publisher sent me the link and suggested I try it.  When I did, it looked considerably better.  Possible explanation: my file, which was emailed and then opened in another version of Word before being uploaded, had been altered by the program, which thought it was helping.

One of the first things one has to do before reformatting a document for epublishing is turn off all of the things in MS Word that are there to “help” you.  Auto-formatting, for instance.

But it still looked kind of crappy.  So I spent a good hour making adjustments to my Word file, uploading it to see what it looked like on Amazon, then making additional adjustments, and so on.  When I was happy, I finished the publishing process.

And: it is available now, directly from Amazon.

Shmashing

The Smashwords problem was much, much dumber.  In the style guide, it is “recommended” that specific language be included in the copyright information.  This “recommended” text is not “required” but “MIGHT” make it more difficult for the manuscript to be approved for their premium catalog.  

I didn’t include it.  And the premium catalog is what releases the book to all of the third party retailers, like Apple and Barnes & Noble.

So I had to fix that and send it back through their conversion meatgrinder, and wait for all of the War & Peace sized novels ahead of it in line to get done.  It’s available– again? Still?– from Smashwords.  And hopefully by the end of the month in a whole lot of other places.

The lesson. Don’t fuck with the Smashwords Style Guide or their abuse of the word “recommended.”

[Note: This article was originally posted as a guest blog at Indiependent Books.  See it here. Comments welcome.]

Anomaly

I’d like to talk today about genres, but before I do that let me begin with one large caveat: I am very good at doing things the wrong way and getting away with it.  For example, I conceived of, wrote, and published a novel in a genre I barely read.  (The novel is Immortal which you can buy here.)*  One should not attempt to write a genre-busting novel without knowing the genre one is busting, or so I’m told.  I’m not saying this to brag; I’m saying this so at the very least you understand that I am an exception to the rule, and I may not know what I’m talking about.

Writer chat Groundhog Day

It’s very possible you don’t spend a lot of time hanging around writers, so let me explain that I’ve never met one that likes the idea of genres.  Put simply, being told one’s work fits only within a narrow sub-sub-category is a bit demeaning, because to us our work is “more than just” whatever you want to call it.  And that’s true: your literary fiction might also be funny, and my humor book might also have fantasy in it, and her fantasy might be surprisingly highbrow.

Despite this, genre classification– however reductive– isn’t going away any time soon (for solid reasons I’ll explain below), and is important enough to warrant at least one argument a day in a writer’s chat somewhere online.  One’s probably happening right now.

I have participated in a fair number of these discussions myself, and have seen the same basic arguments presented many times over.  Here are the two polar camps, with allowances for gray areas between them:

  1. Before writing anything for a specific genre, a writer needs to read that genre, keep up with current trends, be aware of standard story structure, common tropes, and what’s already been done.  After all, you can’t well write something original without knowing what constitutes “original.”
  2. Genres are evil and creatively restrictive, and should have nothing to do with creativity as a process in and of itself.  We should do away with them entirely.

I don’t think either of these are entirely correct.

Commerce versus creativitynot a Volvo

It might help to back up and understand what genres are for:

  1. they help sell books
  2. see #1

The only purpose of genre classification is to help group a novel into the proper approximate category so that people who like that category can find it and buy it.  This neither a good nor a bad thing, it is simply a fact.  And it’s how everything is sold, not just novels.  One does not buy yogurt in the cereal aisle, or tractor trailers from the Volvo dealer.  We sort, and not just because it’s human nature to do so but because it makes the most sense economically.  And when you’re selling something, economic sense is the only kind that matters.

So we can’t do away with them.  If someone tried, they would be run out of business by everyone who didn’t, because people like being told where to go to buy what they are looking for with minimum fuss.  And if you are now running off a list of  ”genre” books that were runaway successes, or just the proverbial “I don’t ever read this genre but I liked ___” book you read once understand that:

  1. all books begin with a core audience of genre readers; if they have a wide enough appeal they grow out of their core group, but that’s where they started.
  2. if you simply read “good books” regardless of the genre, you’re still using a selection method to find books you like, just not the genre classification most people are using.  Pat yourself on the back, but don’t assume most people are using your approach– whatever it may be– to find their reading material.

Not what but when

The real question a writer needs to ask is not what, but when.  Your book is going to be identified with a genre eventually, whether you like that or not, but when do you care what that genre is?

My personal opinion is that genre is a function of commerce, while writing is an act of creativity, and you will be better off if you can keep those things separate.  (Please redirect your attention to the caveat I began with and measure your grains of salt appropriately.)  Don’t worry about studying a specific genre, tracking cliches or tropes or researching what publishers are buying, or what’s popular, or whatever.  It’s already hard enough just writing a novel, for goodness sake.

My point is, just write something you would want to read.  It doesn’t need to be any more complicated than that.

*   *   *

*I’m still not entirely certain as to exactly what that genre is, even now.  When I first wrote it I asked Christopher Moore, author of the only books even remotely like mine (that I had read) what to call it.  He said, “nobody knows; just go with contemporary fantasy.” But “fantasy” implies magic and the book doesn’t  have any.  But it does have vampires, and those fit in that category.  They also fit in “urban fantasy”, another genre I’m told I should be identifying my novel with.  Still, there’s that word: fantasy.  (Plus urban fantasy tends to have a lot more in common with romance novels than with anything Tolkein might have envisioned.)  Sci-fi is out because of the aforementioned vampires (plus demons, pixies, and so on) despite the absence of magic.  What does that leave?  Speculative fiction?

Amazon comes through

Against all conceivable odds, Amazon has successfully listed Immortal in time for its official release date, meaning it is available for ordering RIGHT NOW! Follow the link below to order your copy!

IMMORTAL on Amazon

Some details

The listing is imperfect, and because this is Amazon, changes are going to take a little while to appear.  For example, if you search for me by name you will see the book listing appears to include the editor and the cover artist as co-authors.  This will be fixed soon.  Likewise, none of the blurbs or back cover details made it into the listing.  Those will show up in a few days.

And of course “This book is temporarily out of stock” is a message we might see there for a little while, as Amazon has to formally order copies from the publisher, something they have not yet done.

However– and this is important– Amazon will be able to gauge how many books they need to keep on-hand by the volume of the early interest.

So go order ten copies.

Publishing is F-U-N!

I held off on formally announcing this for as long as I could, but it looks as if there is going to be a delay in availability for Immortal.  How big?  Five or six days.

Not big, in other words.  But since I’ve been touting the very entertaining 10-1-10 release date for two months now, I think (hope) there are a fair number of people out there who have the date circled on their calendars.

And I can’t give a precise new date– which actually might still be tomorrow– because we are currently waiting for people with no phone numbers to complete a task that should be fully automated.

Wait, what happened?

All right, here’s how this ended up playing out.

First, the publisher signed up for a program called Amazon Fulfillment.  You will recall a lengthy blog post not so long ago describing what this does and does not look like and will and will not do.  While the interface for this program was wholly inadequate for a corporate book publisher (but not bad for a self-publisher) it did have one distinct advantage: once one completed the listing of a book, it appeared on the site immediately.

The disadvantages, though, were serious, and became more apparent every day that the first book produced by Hamel Integrity Publishing remained in the Fulfillment program.

So steps were taken to switch Immortal over to the Amazon Advantage program.

One of those steps happened to be first removing it from the Fulfillment program, which is why it is not currently on Amazon in any form.

Hit a button and… nothing happens!

My publisher spent roughly two days performing the following:

1: entering Immortal into Amazon through the Advantage site interface;

2: obtaining notification that the entry had been accepted;

3: discovering no evidence of the book in the Advantage site or on the Amazon website;

4: repeating the above steps.

This was unexpected, because as I said, the Fulfillment program’s interface lists products immediately.  We saw no reason for Advantage to work differently.  We still don’t.

Three to five business days

The explanation was found in the dense FAQ for the program: expect new listings to take 3-5 days to post on the Amazon website.

As we submitted the book on September 29th, this meant we could only expect the book to be available on October 1st under absolutely optimal conditions.  Failing that, October 4th or 5th, after which we can start screaming at Amazon that something’s wrong.

Or rather, we can try to find someone to scream at.  Another truly entertaining difference between Advantage and Fulfillment is that you can’t reach anyone in the Advantage program by telephone.  At all.  I managed to dig out a customer service number last night by googling around for a half an hour or so, and spoke to a very friendly man from Chennai who informed me that he had no way to reach anyone in Advantage whatsoever: they had no numbers listed or names in the directory.  Amazon Advantage is apparently located in the mines of Moria.

The only way to reach a “person” (who is likely either a dwarf or a rogue cave troll) involved in the Advantage program is to send an email, and then wait 24 hours for them to respond with something unhelpful.

In this case, the response was actually semi-helpful.  YES, they could confirm the book had been accepted into the system on 9/29 (which was good, as there was no evidence of this other than the ephemeral “your entry has been accepted” popup), but NO there is no way to expedite availability.

For now

I have re-listed the publication date as 10-5-10.  Hopefully if the middle number needs to be changed again it’s for a lower figure and not a higher one.

In the meantime, think happy thoughts about Immortal, which will be delivered from the printer’s today, and will still be in your hands soon enough.  It’s taken six years to get to this point.  Another few days isn’t all that bad.

That hiss you hear is my head imploding slowly

Squeeeeeeeze

Officially, Immortal is out at the end of this week.  I say “officially” only because there are things that have to get done in a certain order for the release to actually happen entirely on schedule, and since they haven’t all happened yet, my cynical “I’ve been waiting six years for this” self is going to remain skeptical but optimistic.  Not to say the book isn’t going to be in your hands soon– it certainly is– just that if that doesn’t happen as of 10/1/10 + x days for delivery, it’s only because we live in an imperfect world that may hate me.

All right, it doesn’t hate me.  That’s Monday talking.

Meanwhile

One of the fun things about promoting a book with an immortal narrator for five solid months is I get some fairly regular questions along the lines of “hey, have you ever read _____” where some immortal character or other is inserted.  I’m not sure why this happens, because while the questioner may be thinking “hey, one of my favorite characters is immortal and I’d love to talk to you about him” but what I’m hearing is “hey, do you have any idea how unoriginal your story is?”

So for the record, the immortals I am familiar with, off the top of my head:

–The immortals from Neil Gaiman‘s Sandman

Heinlein‘s Lazarus Long

Highlander

–The Man Who Fell To Earth

Neal Stephenson‘s Enoch Root

–Ra’s al Ghul from the Batman comics

–Captain Jack Harkness from Torchwood

I’m excluding vampires from the list despite my familiarity with a large number of them, because Adam isn’t a vampire.

Oh.  But I am forgetting one thing.

The Man From Earth

Funny story.  In 2007, I was a volunteer for the Rhode Island International Film Festival, concerning myself more or less entirely with their screenwriting awards and conferences.  My “in” was friend Jenn, a fellow screenwriter who happened to be running the screenplay stuff for RIIFF.

At the end of my official duties and with time to kill, Jenn and I decided to take in one of the roughly 10,000,000 movies RIIFF screens during the week of the festival, and so we walked across the urban blight that is Providence until we reached the movie theater airing the science fiction slate of films.  We entered roughly ten minutes into the “debut” airing of The Man From Earth.  Roughly ten minutes after that, Jenn turned to me and asked, “did you know they already made Immortal into a movie?”

I think that’s when I started crying.

For the record, The Man From Earth is the closest thing I have seen to the premise of Immortal.  And they’re still very, very different.  How different?  Well, if I tell you that I’ll either spoil the plot of the book, or the movie, so let’s just take my word for it until you get a chance to compare them for yourself

And on that note:

New Review

A new review posted yesterday for Immortal!  This one’s interesting; the reviewer raised questions I never thought to ask.  Actually, scratch that: I never thought of them as questions at all.

Read it here

Goodreads

Also, just a quick note: There is a second giveaway underway right now at GoodReads for one copy of the Immortal ARC, signed, plus a promotional T-shirt.  There are seven days left to try your luck.

Sign up here

And finally

Seven days left before Immortal officially debuts.  No, I’m not getting any sleep at all.

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