Traction? What Traction?

Well, dag nab it. I’m currently drooping over the fact that I’ve lost all momentum – what little I had, anyway – with my WIP. I’ve set aside still-in-progress work in the past, the most drastic example being Wollstone, and I’ve managed to pick up and chip away now and then till I finally got the book done. Not so with this WIP, which is technically the last book of my Masks series.

I guess the problem really lies in the fact that so many things came together to subvert my progress with the book: extra hours at work, flagging energy levels, my side project. Now that things are starting to settle down, I’m having the damnedest time finding my place again. Truth be told, I had a difficult time writing it from the get-go. I didn’t feel much connection with the story, I dragged myself through page after page, and while there were a few scenes I’m quite proud of, the rest of what I have right now leaves a lot to be desired. Yeah, sure, that can be dealt with during revisions and edits, but at the moment, I can’t even get myself to care enough for the story to expend another ounce of energy on it.

Well, crap. I was hoping to get back into the swing of things next week, but things look a bit bleak at the moment. I hope I won’t end up going through what I went through with Wollstone and get this done after, oh, four years or so. ^^;;; That ain’t good. Chances are, I’ll have to set it aside YET AGAIN and wait till early next year to get back into it, when I’m finally done with the frame shop, and I’ve got more time to devote to writing and publishing. At the very least, I won’t be so physically exhausted that it’ll affect my creativity, which is what I’m currently experiencing (and patiently putting up with till the end of the year).

That said, now what? o__O  I need to write something. Another installment of my side project, sure, but maybe I should also chance a gothic novella as I’ve originally planned? You know, get going with it at a much earlier time? Ugh and rawr. I wish I weren’t so drained from the current frenzy of RL. Nothing frustrates me more than the inability to focus because of outside factors.

I know, I know. Whine, whine, whine… *sporfle*

10 Great Quotations from Oscar Wilde


Happy birthday, Oscar Wilde! :) Oh, those good old golden days of litslash and The Picture of Dorian Gray fanfic…

Originally posted on Interesting Literature:

Oscar Wilde was born on this day in 1854, so we’ve looked through the literary library here at Interesting Literature to bring you our ten favourite Wildean one-liners!

I am so clever that sometimes I don’t understand a single word of what I am saying. – ‘The Remarkable Rocket’

The books that the world calls immoral are the books that show the world its own shame. – The Picture of Dorian Gray

To be really medieval one should have no body. To be really modern one should have no soul. To be really Greek one should have no clothes. – ‘A Few Maxims for the Instruction of the Over-Educated’

Hard work is simply the refuge of people who have nothing whatever to do. – ‘The Remarkable Rocket’

The final mystery is oneself. When one has weighed the sun in the balance, and measured the steps of the moon, and mapped…

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Back in the Badlands of Twitter

Ayup, got dragged back into Twitter kicking and screaming, but as I’ve noted, needs must. After tearing my hair out since, oh, last week over marketing and all that jazz, I’ve come to the conclusion that using Twitter as a hybrid promo machine would be the best. This blog will remain ground zero for me, and I’ve linked this with Twitter, so that my Twitter timeline will show updates for Hayden Thorne. At the same time, I’ll be tweeting over there to promote my self-published stuff since I’m not keen on opening another blog for it. I did use my Smashwords author page for my main URL over at Twitter, though.

Seeing as how Goodreads is taking so damned long getting me set up for an author account, I might as well just go the 140-character route for my other alter ego. Okay, now that’s done. Holy hell, this author promo racket is the pits. ^^;;; Once I’m all settled in, though, I’ll be okay.

And It Has Happened (Also, WTF, DC/WB?)

I gave my notice on Monday. Everyone, as I expected (which really bummed me out even more) was very excited for me and wished me luck. I was in a pretty weird head space the rest of the day, and things didn’t really hit me till after I got in my car and was driving home. I cried. But it needed to come out, really, and I was still in a weird head space for the rest of the evening. Yesterday was spent feeling horribly fatigued but doggedly getting stuff together for my side project.

When I said it was tough getting to this point, I meant it. I was supposed to pick up where I left off with my WIP, which I haven’t touched in a month and a half, but I’m going to wait till next week to get going again. At the moment, I’m too drained to get myself to care about it.

I’m still debating on whether or not I should create a new blog for my other books, but I’m leaning more and more toward sticking to Goodreads and maybe adding a text widget to my sidebar, providing links to both Smashwords and Amazon. I’ve no plans of releasing anything in print format, anyway, since they’re all novellas (average length: 25,000 words at $1.99/ea.).

Oh, and speaking of fatigue…

So the big news today was about DC/WB spewing a list of superhero movies they’ve scheduled all the way to 2020. Looking at the list already has me feeling superhero fatigue, and one of those films is supposedly a stand-alone Wonder Woman movie. I’ll admit to not feeling the love for DC/WB every time they make an announcement like this because decisions they’ve been making feel more reactive and not planned out. Reactive to what? Marvel? Chris Nolan?

Oh, look – Avengers made serious bucks! Let’s do a superhero team up! And Guardians of the Galaxy is breaking records everywhere! Let’s do our own space superhero movie with Legion of Super-Heroes! And to crib from one of their own – Chris Nolan’s grimdark take on Batman made money! Let’s make everything grimdark! Maybe, just maybe, these movies’ success hinges on good writing? Just a thought. The Dark Knight series (which I really like save for the last movie) marks the last time I’ll be watching anything to do with Batman because, Christ on a cracker, I’m all Batman’d out. Come to think of it, I don’t want to see another Superman movie again. DC/WB seems to be determined to milk these characters for all they’re worth.

Looking at the list of films they’ve got coming out, Aquaman and the Flash are the only ones I’m even remotely interested in checking out. I’m not keen on Wonder Woman the way I was before largely because they cast Gal Gadot, who can’t act worth a damn, to play the biggest female superhero in history. I’m not willing to settle, thanks. I’m too old for that. Things might change down the line, though, and I might very well be shelling out money for WW, but I’m still not going anywhere near BvS.

Two cents from what geeks jokingly refer to as one of the “normals”. A very tired and grumpy “normal”, anyway. Maybe I just need something sweet and fatty to settle my nerves.

The Twilight Gods and Other News

So a bit of a heads up: The Twilight Gods will be out of print by the end of this month and will be taken down from all distributors. I just got my rights back, and I’ve immediately submitted it to JMS Books for its second edition release. It’s got a new contract now, and it’ll receive a new cover, further edits, etc., and will be released in January, 2015. I’ve noted those things on both the Historical Fiction book page and my sidebar.

As usual, I’ll also be doing a guest blog and e-book giveaway when the time comes.

On to other news!

I am… about to jump off a cliff, folks, but with a parachute at least. It’s exciting, and it’s terrifying. And, yes, that’s the reason why I’ve moved forward with my self-published side projects in tandem with my ongoing gay YA releases.

This week I’ll be giving my boss notice. Since the holidays are coming, I’m happy to work all the way to the end of the year before bowing out, finally, and retiring from the frame shop, where I’ve spent eleven years of my life, working with all kinds of art. I swore to myself a long time ago that this job was going to be my last, and when I leave it, it’s because I’m either too old and unable to keep up with the demands or because I’m moving on to, yep, writing and publishing full-time.

Andy and I have been hunkering down – with me taking on extra days as much as I could without going insane – to pay off our largest debt, which will be gone by mid-November. That’ll allow future paychecks for the rest of the year to be saved and added to money I’ve also saved through the years for this purpose. I essentially have enough tucked away to help see us through at least an entire year, and that’ll be a good buffer while I devote my time to writing and publishing as a hybrid author.

Some writers simply dive in and quit their day jobs because they’ve got spouses who work full-time. I couldn’t get myself to do that (despite Andy’s encouragement to go through with it) because I refuse to saddle Andy with the pressure of keeping to his schedule in order to pay our bills while I slog through story after story. There’s no guarantee in life. He can get sick. He can get hurt while out cycling with his bike club. Anything can happen. As far as I was concerned, I needed – hell, demanded – a safety net. I’ve got that in savings, and I’ve got that with my gay YA books. Those books, by the way, sell pretty modestly, but they’re nothing to sneeze at, and they’ve been a great help, financially. I’ve got so many plans for next year that don’t include 2nd edition titles, and I’m salivating right now, pacing in my cage.

If you’re a writer who’s also thinking about quitting your day job, here’s a great blog post by Chuck Wendig on that. It’s definitely a lot more prudent ensuring you’ve got a safety net set up first before taking the dive, but in the end, it’s really dependent on what the writer’s goals are and what available resources s/he has.

Incidentally, my main goal is to match my current monthly earnings, which aren’t much. I only work two days a week technically, and I’ve got neither mortgage nor car payments. The only reason why Andy’s sticking to thirty-two hours a week at his work is for health benefits; otherwise, he’d have cut down on his hours to no more than twenty-four a long time ago. And we have no kids. If we did, I wouldn’t even think about quitting my day job, no matter what, and I’d be working twice as many days.

In addition to the financial side of things, the other huge hurdle I needed to get over was, well, leaving people I’ve known for years. I’m talking about close relationships in that second family sort of way. I’ll miss them even though I’m sure to visit now and then since it’s in Berkeley, which is only a three-minute train ride away. Still… those are the kinds of relationships you’re blessed with rarely. So for the past few months, I’ve been saddled with the more emotional issues in addition to the financial ones, the latter being much, much easier to deal with.

So that’s the shortened version of what’s been going on with me. I’ll probably talk more about it later on, but it’s been a bit of a tough ride on the whole, reaching this point, and what remains unsaid touches on more personal issues that I’d rather keep to myself. I expect to spend a good deal of time mourning and coming to terms with such a momentous change. I’ll be okay, though, once I’m settled in and looking into the future.

It’s a strange feeling, writing this blog post. It’s almost unreal and yet not. Huh…

EDIT: I do have a comment posted over at Chuck Wendig’s blog entry about writing full-time. And I was all for balancing two worlds. Oh, how things change in a matter of months.

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