In my opinion, Fortified Dreams is the best book I have ever written. I loved every single moment of it. During the past year, I’ve faced some challenges with both my health and my personal life, which led to a bit of a crisis.
I’m afraid to publish…
Yes, a writer afraid to publish and not just the normal pre-publishing jitters, but absolute terror that my next book will suck. Medications and chronic pain left me more scatterbrained than usual. Even once I got it under control, I had some trouble staying focused for very long. I started ideas and shelved them more than once.
Then there was the cockup with Flawless Dreams when Lola the Destroyer literally deleted the file by standing on my keyboard at a crucial moment. I don’t know whether she helped me out or screwed me over. Either is possible.
I did get the first part of Triggered Reality to the editor and she had some great suggestions. I’m working on implementing them. I have the cover ordered and drafts are coming, but the fact that I forgot to order the cover is proof enough that my head is not fully in the game.
The editor did make me feel a little better about it. She swears it doesn’t suck and since I believe she would flat out say it, in those exact words – we have that kind of relationship. With her blessing, I gained a little more confidence that Triggered Reality was on par with what I normally put out.
My goal is to get her the second part by the end of the week. She’s got other stuff she’s working on, so I only feel sorta crappy that I missed getting it to her in a timely manner.
Ok, back your regularly scheduled programming…