Maia and the Regency Protocol is near complete. The third book of The Lightbound Saga and my third full length novel, is ready. A few more days and then, out it goes. New illustrated covers for the series were in the works and in keeping with the dire turn of events in book #3, The Regency Protocol received a crimson cover designed by the talented Lily-Fu on Deviantart.
I had fun writing this installment, but the darkness in it had an undeniable impression on my writing psyche. The story has turned deadly–gone is the MG vibe, gone is the sparkle and sunshine. No more off the screen killings. Starting now, death and evil is front and center.
Funnily, my beta readers are loving said darkness, and the spilling of fictional blood. Which is good because that’s the way things are set to go from here on.
No matter how much fun people are having seeing fights to death, a tough write it was for me. And I’m tired. I keep wishing for a long vacation by the ocean, the sun warming me into a deep tan, a sparkling drink by my side. Yes, I’m craving for a sumptuous break.
Writing is a solitary profession. Humans are social animals. So, goes without saying that humans who write often pay some sort of price for doing what they do. For me, the toll rises near the end of the publishing cycle, at the last mile. After months of writing, editing, designing and doing all that ten times over, it’s time to set my baby free. But not before that last look, the final checks.
Smaller works, short stories, novellas, etc. are one thing. They are not easy either but then again, they are nothing compared to the 120K words monster I’m wrangling at the moment. No doubt, this is a moment of satisfaction. But guess what? I’ve read those 120K words at least 30 times. I could almost say the chapters from memory. I am tired, tired, and tired. Yet, I keep reminding myself, it needs to be read one last time.
One last time before I can take that flight away from the mountains of snow outside my office window.