What a Difference a Year (or so) Makes

When I finished the last writer edit of “Shores of the Dead” (formerly known as The Risen Dead: Life During the Zombie Apocalypse) I figured that that would be the last full read I would be doing of the book. Considering I gave it three full edits and one final pass before I finished I was OK with that. I will admit it, I like my book and enjoyed reading it and anyone who wants to publish something that they don’t like has questionable motives in my opinion. But as much as I like my own work there comes a point where I am sick and tired of reading th same thing over and over … and over … and over …

When I decided that I was going to do this shit myself the one thing that I was dreading was not the money I am going to have to put out to do it. It was knowing that I was going to have to reread the book about three times to split it into a trilogy. So it was with a dread filled heart that I opened that file yesterday and began the severing of the novel into three sections. I needed to do this before I began the read through, but of course I read parts as I did this hatchet job.

Do you know what I learned?

I still really love this book.

There were several pieces I have already identified as needing changes but as a whole I am now looking forward rereading and beginning the new rounds of grunt work. But it is still grunt work and no matter how much I might enjoy it I know it is going to take me some serious time.

Ugh.