Looking back, life got in the way. The debts. The bills, the mundane and boring dream stealing jobs I had to do to pay those debts. Because without a roof over your head, you’re never going to make it. I did what was necessary. Justifying payment with every sweep of the mop and every window I scrubbed. And in the back of my mind… the little voice confirmed… file the dream in the tomorrow box. Tomorrow, when life is a little easier, I’ll be free to become a full-time writer. Tomorrow, I’ll finish that new story I just started and in no time at all, the royalties paid will set me free. Tomorrow, I’ll be able to do what I love and never worry about a dime again. And as the years rolled away without noticing. I realized tomorrow never comes without making bread today.
Wondering how I’m going to pay next months’ bills and knowing lunch and dinner will be baked beans on toast again…it still took me two years of hard work to write my first novel. I’m fifty-seven right now and its been fifty years of playing at being a writer…but I did it… I finished my novel.
It wasn’t easy I promise you. I had to be rid of husband number two. I had to give up work because after contracting Ross River Fever my body still hasn’t recovered. I was scared, really, scared. However, at my age, and without the ability to continue my past life. I knew it was time. If I didn’t do it now, deep down I knew it would never happen.
Starting out, with the dream in focus. ‘Its now or never’ and without knowing what it takes to get a novel published. I thought, naively so… all one had to do was write something wonderful. Send it off to a publisher and they would love it.
There is a little voice inside every dreamer that confirms I’m special and I know I’m am just as good as…if not better than… anyone out there. My novel is exciting, my story unique and there is no doubt; everyone that reads it will love it as much as I do. Soon, I will be home free. It wasn’t long before I realized I’m not special and neither is my novel until the public says so…I had a lot of work to do.
Finding a literary agent /and or publisher was going to prove more difficult than first expected.
Here in my hand, I have the long-awaited novel. So, how do I get a literary agent /publisher? This question must follow; how do I get either of them to look at my book before sending me a generic rejection letter? I had to get it right. I’d waited too long for this moment and I wasn’t about to rush in blind and stupid.
I thought… now I’ve finished one novel time to start the next. I hadn’t realized finishing a first-time novel needed entering Google University and learn, learn, learn, everything I could about selling my book. I tried to read every blog, post and magazine about pitching a novel. And it wasn’t long before I knew I had a huge challenge ahead. As the hours draw into days and then weeks and months the goal is always before me. This is a one-time event. It’s not always going to be like this. While my determined mind affirms. Once your there, once your published, all this will be over and a new book with a new journey will begin. I must believe it’s all worth it and it will get easier.
Searches on Google confirmed; after deciding on an attractive heading I needed a tag line. One sentence that describes my book. How hard can it be? Three weeks later and not completely satisfied…I’ll admit, harder than I thought.
A long synopsis and a short one. A query letter and a proposal. An informative biography. Also for the added advantage. I needed to draft individual letters, at least fifteen, humbly asking my favorite authors if they would consider reading my novel before publication. And, why would they? Incidentally, one must have a publisher before trying to approach a famous author. And right here, I’m not going to begin with more questions… how does one find the mailing addresses of these authors? Or, if not able to deliver to the author, which of their representatives am I supposed to send the letter? And most importantly. Is my favorite author still alive?
In-between learning. The novel needed a professional copy editor to clean it up. I needed a web page, Facebook page, twitter account, and the rest. It's important to get subscriptions and join writer associations relative in your style. I employed some Beta readers to review my novel, a little better than family or friends and looks better in your biography and query letter. The list goes on.
It's not cheap. Oh, no it isn’t, doing all the above. I’ve spent lots of money, even money I don’t have on formatting, editing, covers, website, subscriptions, paper, inkjets and time, did I mention time… how much is my time worth? Because I’m thinking…Nothing less than a New York Times Best Seller will justly reward time spent. It would be the prize for all the fear, self doubt, sleepless nights, money, shear determination, complete joy and the enormous number of hours that has gone into my writing. What are the chances? I say to myself while watching friends and family avert their eyes and giggling into their palms.
The chances are just as good for me as they are for any other aspiring writer that keeps the dream alive, no matter how many lifetimes it takes to get it done. That’s the voice of vision. It must always remain present, and one should never-ever, file it away in the box.
By now, you may be wondering what the book is about? If I have a publisher and when will the book be available?
To answer the first question.
HOODIE BLACK is a psychological thriller. Tag: Some doors should never be opened.
ALEX HUNTER is an over fifty, no-nonsense, ex-cop who runs his own detective agency. He doesn’t believe in ghosts nor the supernatural, and is still grieving the loss of his wife ANGIE, and only daughter ELLIE, in a car accident four years earlier.
A chance meeting. A coerced purchase. Scores of missing people. Three immortals and the discovery of the third dimension – the labyrinth, ruled by Il Separatio. Forces Alex to reconsider what he believes in because while he chases the murderous HARRISON GARLAND. Alex is led into unnerving events that challenge reason. What is evil? Do ghosts exist? What happens after we die? What is the meaning of time? The real story behind dreams and are Angels flawed beings? Closer to human than first imagined.
HOODIE BLACK is Alex Hunter’s journey to find the truth behind his opinions when dealing with death, crime, the supernatural and time. His determination to find answers when nothing appears logical forces him on because chances are… what is happening may be factual.
The novel’s focus is on Alex’s courage to do whatever it takes to get his family back and Harrisons desire to be free of the parasite Hoodie Black.
The novel unfolds through a series of stories told by Alex Hunter, Arthur Garland, Harrison Garland, and three immortals, Amantes, Michael and Delvin. The novel is fast-paced, leading the reader on until the end where answers are revealed in an unexpected way.
No, I haven’t got a publisher yet and I suppose it's because I haven’t pitched this novel yet. Nevertheless, it’s not long now. I’ve done the work; I’ve spent every dime. My proposal is heading towards satisfied and my heart is pumping.
Hoodie Black is about to go out into the world, while for me… a new chapter begins.