Michael McClung's Blog, page 11
July 25, 2012
Work in progress, er, progress + daily writing sample
So this evening I busted out 1500 words. Monday morning I squeezed out another 600. As my son would say, 'sockamooie!'
And here is the promised daily writing sample (remember, this is not polished stuff):
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There was a pile of heads. Some
were still blinking. One of them was wearing my face.
“Right then,” I said. “Let’s go
back out and try to enter the Elamner’s room through the window.
And here is the promised daily writing sample (remember, this is not polished stuff):
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There was a pile of heads. Some
were still blinking. One of them was wearing my face.
“Right then,” I said. “Let’s go
back out and try to enter the Elamner’s room through the window.
Published on July 25, 2012 06:18
July 20, 2012
Twice more, with feeling
I forgot to mention I've got a couple new stories up. One is currently free, and may remain so for quite some time. Or, you know, not. The other is 99 cents.
"The first time they made love – the first time he had ever made love, though not her – it was in his Malibu, on a frost-rimed night in early spring. The act itself was accomplished with a gentle urgency and a seemingly unending need."
"The first time they made love – the first time he had ever made love, though not her – it was in his Malibu, on a frost-rimed night in early spring. The act itself was accomplished with a gentle urgency and a seemingly unending need."
Published on July 20, 2012 05:41
The Blade That Whispers Hate: update
So the cemetery scene in The Blade That Whispers Hate is done. I know you've been waiting for me to kick that one in the pants, Dear Readers, so you can go to sleep tonight secure in the knowledge that pants were kicked.
What's left to do on BWH before I can say the first draft is done, you ask? Well, there's the part that I can't tell you about because it will spoil the ending, but it involves
What's left to do on BWH before I can say the first draft is done, you ask? Well, there's the part that I can't tell you about because it will spoil the ending, but it involves
Published on July 20, 2012 00:54
July 18, 2012
Dear My Own Brain
Dear My Own Brain,
As a self-published writer who hopes one day to make a living from his writing, I find myself with the unenviable task of having to get you to believe two very nearly contradictory things at the same time:
Sales don't matter. Only the work at hand matters.
In order to reach my goals, I need to think not only 'artistically' but in business terms.
Now look: I know you can't
As a self-published writer who hopes one day to make a living from his writing, I find myself with the unenviable task of having to get you to believe two very nearly contradictory things at the same time:
Sales don't matter. Only the work at hand matters.
In order to reach my goals, I need to think not only 'artistically' but in business terms.
Now look: I know you can't
Published on July 18, 2012 22:10
July 17, 2012
The minimum
Minimum wage (where I grew up): US $7.25/hr. This works out to US $1,242.85 per month.
How much I make on each 99 cent story (after retailer & distributor cuts): 56 cents*.
How much I make on each $1.99 title: $1.19*
How much I make on each $2.99 title: $1.80*
How much I make on each $3.99 title: $2.40*
To make minimum wage as a writer, I need to sell monthly:
2219 short stories at 99
How much I make on each 99 cent story (after retailer & distributor cuts): 56 cents*.
How much I make on each $1.99 title: $1.19*
How much I make on each $2.99 title: $1.80*
How much I make on each $3.99 title: $2.40*
To make minimum wage as a writer, I need to sell monthly:
2219 short stories at 99
Published on July 17, 2012 00:58
July 14, 2012
Why I made Waste Land free. Forever
I was twelve. That summer we stayed with my uncle and aunt in Pensacola, not really welcome. There was nothing to do, nowhere to go. My aunt and uncle went off to work each day, seven days a week, to the kennel they owned, and my mom did whatever it was she did. Mostly sat in the guest bedroom reading mystery novels, from what I remember.
Which sort of left me at loose ends.
Now this could have
Which sort of left me at loose ends.
Now this could have
Published on July 14, 2012 04:27
July 13, 2012
On being an indie writer: a few thoughts
I use the phrases 'indie' and 'self-published' interchangeably. If this puts anyone's knickers in a twist, I suggest they seek a remedy to alleviate their pedanticism.
I write the best stuff I am capable of. That is my main goal. My main goal is not to get rich off my writing, though that certainly would be nice.
I believe the ratio of time spent honing my craft to the time spent marketing
I write the best stuff I am capable of. That is my main goal. My main goal is not to get rich off my writing, though that certainly would be nice.
I believe the ratio of time spent honing my craft to the time spent marketing
Published on July 13, 2012 17:58
July 12, 2012
Seconded
“If you wrote something for which someone sent you a check, if you cashed the check and it didn't bounce, and if you then paid the light bill with the money, I consider you talented.”
― Stephen King:
― Stephen King:
Published on July 12, 2012 08:06
July 9, 2012
July 7, 2012
Update
A sunny Sunday afternoon, waiting for my son. Not much to say, friends, except I'm still alive. On the writing front, things have slowed while I chew over a few plot points. I've got a funeral to write next, in a most unusual cemetery.
Cheers.
Cheers.
Published on July 07, 2012 23:57