First, something I promised Diane I’d do a while ago – post a picture of my workspace. It’s my desk earlier in the week. I think, judging by the book on my desk, I’d just finished reading Errand, by Raymond Carver (very good and I have no idea why I’d not read it before).
It was my writing group’s reading night/book launch last night, and I’m pleased to say it went splendidly. Everyone read stories and poems and everything that everyone read was great. I was really pleased with both the quality of the material and the way it was read. They did good.
It was also a good opportunity to announce that the little volume we put together for our local British Legion has raised just over £500. Although I spent an age putting it together, editing it and doing other such things, the real legwork was done by Jenny (the Legion Member) who throughly deserved her applause.
A few of things that I read were caught on video, and I may well put them up here, if I can work out how to get them from camera to computer. It is proving tricky.
And that’s about it, I think. Back to editing my story.
Done, done diddley, squidley done. Whoop.
So in the past two days (forgetting all the work that’s gone on before)…
I have now proofed and re-type-set 39 pieces for my writing group’s anthology.
done the same for the 10 pieces going in the collection we’re doing to raise funds for out local British Legion (one of the group member’s a member of them, so we thought it’d be a nice idea).
Sorted out a printer (after getting incredibly antsy with Lulu with their new delivery charges – they were nowhere near that when I did this last year).
sorted out (when I say ‘sorted out’ I mean MADE FROM SCRATCH) both books’ covers.
done one introduction and two blurbs.
I tell you what, those self-publishers out there have my sympathies. I could NEVER do that.
Thinking about it, ALL publishers have my sympathies: I couldn’t do their jobs either.
Right. Now, where’s that novel I’m working on…?
I have been particularly grumpy over the past couple of days. Now most of you will be aware that I’ve had issues with one of my feet. Which was a pain. See, now what’s happened is, because I’ve been putting weight and at the wrong angles on the other (previously good) foot to compensate, now that one’s knackered, with the result being that, for the past few days, I’ve had two bad feet and have been walking like Richard III. I have to go for an X-ray at some point soon.
So I’ve not been able to do too much. Like leaving the house, or driving, or going to this do, which I really wanted to go to. Harrumph.
But it’s not all been bad. I’m starting to put together my writing group’s second anthology of stories and poems they’ve written since I’ve been with them, which is exciting. (Sue, if you’re reading this can you PLEASE get in touch?) The one we did last year (we self published it through Lulu) was great. I must add that as someone who has no publishing experience (my job’s to write) the whole Lulu process was very simple.
Also, one of the newer members has just had a poem accepted. It’s a World War 1 poem and it’s going in a regiment’s magazine, which is pretty much the perfect place for it. Very good news.
And as the poet mentioned in the above paragraph is associated with the British Legion, we’re also going to try to put together a small collection of poems, stories and interviews with former servicemen and women for our local BL.
Um, I think that’s about it.