Meantime...
Months have gone by. (I'm ashamed to admit how many.) I've started my own little editorial agency with Janete Scobie, my former editor at Penguin Putnam.
Our new baby is called Gentle Pen Editorial and Consultation Services. Janete and I specialize in new, emerging authors. I'm working on three days a week at the law firm now, working real estate and Gentle Pen around all that. As I wrote someone this morning, I basically have three jobs now, plus the kids and my own writing. Speaking of which ...
I've put aside The Palmer Affair for now. Instead, I'm working on Black Pearls. I just finished revamping my author's website so that it features Black Pearls, which, by the way, introduces us to Lanie Price, a smart, sassy reporter who unraveled dark and dirty secrets in 1920s' New York. I've done the cover myself and will be selling the book first as an e-book download from the site, and then as a soft cover, again taking orders directly from my website. Eventually, I also intend to include monthly contests, games, and record the book as an audio book, broken up into podcasts. I love radio shows and think it would be great to put one together. Last but not least of course, I should have a photo gallery.
In the meantime, I've also asked Simon & Schuster for the rights back to Harlem Redux. They're being awfully slow about it. Penguin Putnam tells me they won't be reprinting the trade paperback. S&S, which had the hard cover and audio rights, has done nothing with either for quite some time, so I don't understand the dragging of feet. I guess it's just a matter of institutionalized, knee-jerk caution.
I hope to have Black Pearls ready and available for sale by late July, at the Harlem Book Fair. It's going to take a real push, but I have realistic chances of making it -- if I just keep my nose to the grindstone.
Day after tomorrow is the deadline for submitting a short story to the Mystery Writer's of America's latest anthology. It's supposed to have a legal theme, featuring detectives from the world of the courtroom. It would seem like something right up my alley -- with Harlem Redux featuring an attorney and all -- but I'm stumped. I thought I'd sit and write all day today, but this is the first serious writing I've done. (I've mostly just barked at my son when he came in to talk to me!) I submitted a story last year and it was accepted. I even signed a contract. But I've seen neither hide nor hair of the book so far, so (shrug) we'll see.
Our new baby is called Gentle Pen Editorial and Consultation Services. Janete and I specialize in new, emerging authors. I'm working on three days a week at the law firm now, working real estate and Gentle Pen around all that. As I wrote someone this morning, I basically have three jobs now, plus the kids and my own writing. Speaking of which ...
I've put aside The Palmer Affair for now. Instead, I'm working on Black Pearls. I just finished revamping my author's website so that it features Black Pearls, which, by the way, introduces us to Lanie Price, a smart, sassy reporter who unraveled dark and dirty secrets in 1920s' New York. I've done the cover myself and will be selling the book first as an e-book download from the site, and then as a soft cover, again taking orders directly from my website. Eventually, I also intend to include monthly contests, games, and record the book as an audio book, broken up into podcasts. I love radio shows and think it would be great to put one together. Last but not least of course, I should have a photo gallery.In the meantime, I've also asked Simon & Schuster for the rights back to Harlem Redux. They're being awfully slow about it. Penguin Putnam tells me they won't be reprinting the trade paperback. S&S, which had the hard cover and audio rights, has done nothing with either for quite some time, so I don't understand the dragging of feet. I guess it's just a matter of institutionalized, knee-jerk caution.
I hope to have Black Pearls ready and available for sale by late July, at the Harlem Book Fair. It's going to take a real push, but I have realistic chances of making it -- if I just keep my nose to the grindstone.
Day after tomorrow is the deadline for submitting a short story to the Mystery Writer's of America's latest anthology. It's supposed to have a legal theme, featuring detectives from the world of the courtroom. It would seem like something right up my alley -- with Harlem Redux featuring an attorney and all -- but I'm stumped. I thought I'd sit and write all day today, but this is the first serious writing I've done. (I've mostly just barked at my son when he came in to talk to me!) I submitted a story last year and it was accepted. I even signed a contract. But I've seen neither hide nor hair of the book so far, so (shrug) we'll see.
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