Good morning, friends and fans!
Welcome to a “Peek Into My Week”, a behind the scenes look into the (I hope) noteworthy events in my life – July 25, 2022!
Here are some things that happened in my life this past week:
News About Writing & Publishing:
Carrying On Writing, Regardless
This is the current state of things:
- Still no updates re the process of transferring Brandon’s KDP account to Elizabeth,
- the rights to the books published via MBP can be returned to me via letterhead once that is completed.
Another update on the audiobooks for the “Panic! Horror In Space” series: last week I reported that my favorite narrator, Darla Middlebrook was experiencing problems with her mailbox in receiving the manuscripts. It appears at this point that only emails without attachments are getting through to her mailbox. We hope to have the matter resolved soon! I’ll update you about this as soon as there’s any developments.
I finished writing the draft of “The Song of the Drillipede”, the final story for the next Panic! Horror In Space volume, “We All Fall Down”. I also conducted the first edit of that story and another check of the whole volume. “We All Fall Down” replaces the standalone version of “Dust”, and contains three episodes of the story; including “Dust”, “The Song of the Drillipede” and “Hotel No-Tell”. It’s 73,692 words long.
I’ll go through the whole thing again just to make sure I didn’t miss anything, even though I’m already 99.9% confident it’s ready. I’ll likely start the publishing process this coming week! This is the second book I’ve completed this year so far, and I don’t mind telling you I’m very chuffed! 😁
Below, the back cover blurb as it stands so far:
“…Ashes To Ashes…
Stuart Flane, Captain of the starship Mercury is called in unwillingly, kicking and screaming, to investigate the mystery of the ghost-ship Amundsen, which has just pitched up out of the black after being missing for 63 years. On top of that, Flane must also race to a mining colony where strange preternatural fuckery has resulted in six missing children and a series of inexplicable related events had left the subterranean city in a state of panic. What dark, aberrant secret lay behind the tangible terror of Caverna?
How would Flane’s skeptical superiors react to his next report – and above all, how would he word it? The word “carefully” always came to mind. What was he supposed to do – lie? Well, if he didn’t use apparent trigger words like “ghost”, “haunted” or “undead”, that’s pretty much what he’d have to do! Trouble was, some high-ups at Fleet HQ were starting to ask pointed questions about his reports – and sooner or later, Flane worried, someone was going to turn up wanting answers.
The astute Captain’s fears are realized when the Mercury is ordered to Starbase 43, where Commodore Link is waiting to ask a few questions about Flane’s reports. The Commodore, a dyed-in-the-wool skeptic and heavy-handed disciplinarian, makes it his business to interrogate and intimidate crewmembers referenced in Flane’s reports – at least, the ones who aren’t dead yet. Flane grumbles as Link’s investigation progressively turns his life into a bit of a miserable hell. Then, as if by coincidence, the Mercury is redirected to a nearby industrial colony to investigate disturbances at what – much to Flane’s acute embarrassment, turns out to be one of the most haunted hotels in the outblack.”
I hope you’re as eager to read this book as I was to finish writing it! 😁 I’ll let you know once it’s up!
That’s all for this week!
With that, I’m all out of news. As always, I’ll keep you posted about any further developments.
Cheers! 
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