Writing can be a strange business. You think you have everything “done proper”, as Gyrtza would say, and then comes the e-book draft 1 proofreading… and another after that; hopefully it is now as perfect as it can be.
Afterwards, there’s Book4 to prepare, though I don’t expect that to happen this year. I’m also busy learning to build my author platform through a course with Australian Writers College, which I recommend to anyone wanting to develop their writing skills and presence; I’ve done two online writing courses with them, which helped me enormously. I also did an Editing and Proofreading course, which has saved me a fortune in those areas as it means I can do that work myself. A writer friend, who chose to use a professional editor, learned the hard way that not all editors are good editors, so be careful to choose wisely if you need to use one; always remember that your book is your book, not the editor’s!
Book5 has been set aside during this preparation process for Book3 but, suddenly, a central character for Book6 walked through the door of my brain without waiting for an invitation; he’s arrived and all sorts of ideas have begun flowing. I shall introduce him casually, secretly almost, in Book5, which I’ll return to as soon as Rogan and his adamadas.com page are ready.
Life is peaceful, otherwise. Autumn has come though the weather remains mild, even warm when the wind blows from the north. I’ve begun feeding the rosellas and king parrots, as I do when Queenie and the King make it known that it’s time for hand-outs again; with that comes the young kangaroo and her first joey to nibble on the dropped seed (the birds don’t like the corn niblets but the kangaroos enjoy them). My small potted garden is winding down – just a few herbs and tomatoes left now. I like autumn.