As mentioned before: Champagne Books has folded. I will start by saying thank you to Ellen and Cassie; Renee I never really got to work with you. I knew change was on the horizon my two cents were to give her a chance to figure things out as I have plenty of other responsibilities to keep myself occupied and in general, I believe in moving forward not looking back. Thanks to everyone who made the covers and the editors even though we often disagreed I tried to keep things professional. I don’t believe in talking sour or sugar coating things; it was a decent learning experience.
I got my rights back. I’d love to say, “And we’re going to be back with new covers by Date X!” but the reality is: I hurt myself this year, and I am still sore, so me picking up a bunch of easy overtime isn’t an option at the moment (overtime pays for things like covers) I need to focus on exercising this injury and getting the strength at least back to where it was. Now, most of you haven’t met me but if you did you’d probably think there’s nothing wrong with me physically, and I have really zero health concerns beyond wear and tear and I want to keep it that way. I also want to do my books right; I doubt I’ll find another publisher who wants what I have floating around, plus this is a decent chance to if there’s any typos or whatnot fix. Not impossible, but more like “time needed”.
My sister asked how I felt looking back on the publishing process and how I feel I’ve improved skills-wise story telling. My immediate family seldom if ever reads for pleasure (besides the two nieces, but one’s in University now so the odds of her reading for pleasure much is going to be slim for a while) so, love them but they aren’t exactly going to be a complete snob when it comes to what I’m producing, either. Closest thing is, I’m super sensitive if I suspect someone is being a dick because they just don’t like me, which sounds immature but you’d be surprised how often people like to try to domineer. I would rather have honest disagreement than an uneasy peace where I have to diminish for your sake.
To be honest I saw a massive jump in my control of words after I took a course on stylistics, but I was twenty so that was way before anyone knew me short of my cute little articles in the University of Winnipeg’s Student Newspaper. If anything, I’d say my problem is I’m way too likely to tell a story I would enjoy as opposed to thinking about the reader but, if I wanted to pander I have plenty of options to do so. If my goal is making the book public it can’t just be for me, so I need feedback from like-minded people who aren’t interested in making a book fit a different mould. I’d say I’ve generally improved but, if you’re waiting for a project to be perfect you probably don’t want to read anything by me for oh, probably a few centuries.
I learned part of this has to be not giving myself impossible standards; [insert joke about MS Word Gremlins here] but also to not take criticism from anyone you wouldn’t take advice from. What this means essentially is: everyone has their preferences, and it’s not a good idea to use every spice and herb from your pantry when you’re making something. If you’re making something that’s got a particular ingredient, say blueberries, people who hate blueberries probably won’t like it, no matter how good the dish is. Conversely, if I’m making blueberry pie and someone who likes blueberries but doesn’t normally care for pie, may give me positive feedback on some of the dessert. Someone who understands pie, and likes blueberries? That feedback is golden; unless of course they’re just happy to have desert they could care less how good it was.
I feel like I’m still years away from my magnum opus. I absolutely love the world I crafted for The Mermaid and the Unicorns and The Puppetmaster Duology, more plans to visit it with new (mostly, cameos are fun) characters and work on Rogue Healer again, but I’m not committing to a timeline.
If I’m honest, I feel like the world’s changing, and it’s hard to think about a year, two, three years from now. I mentioned before in a previous post I’m a Christian, and with so many things converging worldwide I feel like we’re on the verge of The Book of Revelation kicking off in full force but, I’m nobody who has personal insight on the matter; this slow drip and march towards evil may be a while yet. When I was protesting vaccine mandates back in 2021 at one of the rallies someone said the world still needs artists who are willing to tell the truth in a world of deception. I don’t know if my art says much to anyone but me but, that’s not an excuse not to make it.
In the meantime, take care, and may God Bless each and every one of you reading this.