To all of you out there who are feeling unmotivated after receiving “one more rejection letter” from an agent or the publishing company:
“I finished my first book seventy-six years ago. I offered it to every publisher on the English-speaking earth I had ever heard of. Their refusals were unanimous: and it did not get into print until, fifty years later; publishers would publish anything that had my name on it.”George Bernard Shaw
As you know, I’m planning to publish my debut book “So Absurd It Must Be True” by the middle, or latest, end of January. Of course, I’ll also send it around to different publishing houses, but, the chance of publishing traditionally adult humor or collection of odd stories with a mix of erotica, is very small, and who has time to wait?
This is why I decided to self-publish, which entails me having to edit, create a book cover, and also format the book. I decided that it will both: in print and an e-book. And also, there is a need for publishing and marketing, with the latter being more difficult and time-consuming. Apart from the writing which I did myself, I will need to employ the services of a professional for the editing and designing of the book cover. A professional look is a must!
For the formatting of the book, I have decided to buy Vellum – a software that can give your book any look/format. So yeah, I’ll format it myself. Let’s hope it is easy. Of course, self-publishing is a difficult process because you have to do every single detail by yourself (or hire someone to fix it for you).
My next book – young adult/adventure, fantasy/non-fictional novel about Dulcinea, is scheduled for March or April. It will be a max of 47-50,000 words. I understand this is a small word count to send to a publisher. But Ray will send anyway. I know, I know, the genre is totally messed up. But hey, you can call it anything. There is even a pitch of LGBT there. Why not? Ray is modern AsF!
Ray is soon to be 3500 years old, and followers. I don’t even know why people are following me. But, hopefully, they love the mix of the odd and sexy on the pages of my blog. I really appreciate this because, for a non-native English blogger/writer, it is a big deal.
A couple of shares:
1. EarthWalking Blog – everything from Tao till Castaneda. Great read.
2. SilentlySmoulderingWords Blog – interesting poem about Poetry.
3. WordsByFaye Blog – about visiting of Sylvia Plath’s grave
4. ABlogFromtheUK – about boobs 💃, girls and body image. Ah, we need it today!
5. RandomWalkThroughIntelligentUniverse Blog – ouch, that was a very long name. Time to visit and answer the question – ARE YOU READY FOR PAUL? or any hero in this story.
Take a look when you have time. Maybe this weekend? 💃☕️
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Here is a magical goodnight tale for you, my awesome followers. A dark tale for black weekends. However, it looks more like a cool prologue to the novel. But no worries. I don’t have time to expand it into a perfect horror book as I am too busy with Mars’ research and story. I’m actually a kick-ass idea generator, so if anyone needs one, ask Ray. Maybe I’m working in the wrong field and instead should spend my time writing prologues, blurbs, pitches, and synopsis 😂😂.
Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darkness of other people.
I wiped up traced of my own vomit and went downstairs. It’s dark with just enough light to step down.
“How could I kill him? Why did I do that?”
The darkness crashed on the left side of my heart and whispered, “Time for a slow burn”. It grew heavier, dropped to my feet, and clenched its black arms around me.
I was surprised when a doorbell rang since no-one knew where I was. I looked at myself in the mirror – a flowing white dress and bloody hand sticking out of the gloom.
“What the hell!”
I could no longer hide how sick I felt. I removed the white dress and self-projected fear, followed the motion of my spine, and opened the door.
“Death!” darkness said aloud.
“Not now. I will meet you in one hour.”
The next morning, I flew to Luxembourg. My hair was bound in a bun and my energy pinned to a surprisingly bleak police badge.
“I killed someone”, I almost said at the customer office.
Or maybe it was just a dream?
A dream? The wall, smeared in blood, and the heart, infected with a disease. I should be sitting on the chain, but instead, I’m wearing a mask.
“Listen, I think darkness would suit you”, said a mysterious voice.
“Why are you here?” I asked.
“I am worried about you”. Black shadow wiped the tears, leaving a trace of grief behind.
“You can’t stay with me”, I said.
“I know. But, I’d like to meet you again”.
At that moment, people started to rush and knocked me on the floor.
Sometimes at night, I can hear them. Then the voices fade and I fall asleep. You know what I mean…
Tada! How it feels? Do you like the story? 😎😱
Next post on this blog – about Mars. Hopefully, it will be posted on November 26 because on this date, NASA’s InSight lander is scheduled to land on Mars. This is the first mission since 2012 and we’ll probably find out whether Mars’ core is solid or liquid. I hope, liquid. You?
InSight will also measure “marsquakes” and record how much and how often the red planet shakes and wobbles. OMG…I feel we are closer than ever to the reality called “A human colony on Mars”.
The book review of Jina S. Bazzar, “Heir Of Ashes”, will be posted on November 28 or 29. I have already started to read and it feels good.
Next post – “There’s no planet M”
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