It’s been a hot summer week. Lots has happened and I’ve been writing tons, editing a lot and preparing for an exciting release. It peaked at 30c here today so a far cry from all the heat warnings. Might I add, England could do with a heatwave, but instead the media has instilled more fear upon the masses! Just let us enjoy ourselves!
As you know I’m writing a novella called Dead Reckoning. A completely different kind of horror story than the usual zombocalypse stuff. To aim for a summer release is ambitious but doable at the rate I’m writing it. Of course I need to take account of editing which takes the longest time. Any alpha or beta readers here, then comment below if you’re interested!
I spent a few hours yesterday reading at a cafe in the sun, which was lovely. I went last Saturday too, and might just make my Saturday the day to do that! How did you spend the day?
I wish I could keep up with all your incredible writings and events but life is hectic sometimes you know? How’s things for you?
Fist Fighting the Undead Continues on Medium!
Pre-Order/add to library – Beach Town: Survivors now!
I’ve finished writing the story and now I am moving onto the editing phase. You’ve already seen the front cover 👇 so now you get to see the back cover. Remember you will all be able to read for free once it is out.
I understand that digital books or eBooks don’t tend to have back covers but I plan to put it at the end of the story anyway. It just makes it look better. Plus this gives you an idea about what it is about. I suppose critique on the blurb would be very useful.
Welcome to the site of Psychedelic Wizard and author T. I appreciate all you following me, liking and commenting. You are all an inspiration to this humble soul.
I want to talk briefly about writing, specifically the joys of writing. The best part of publishing my novels was getting to see the covers. I think that really makes you feel good, because you know all the hard work is about to pay off as you release your work to the world.
I also seriously enjoyed writing the Beach Town novels. I do have another started, which I had to put on hold last year. I didn’t plan on writing more than one novel in Beach Town, but actually I found the island and the town and the people to be fascinating. I cannot believe what they have been through. It took over a year for the first novel to be written, and a lot longer to go from first draft to published. Then after publishing that, I had already started writing the 2nd book – Hope – in Summer 2019. I finished writing it around 9 months later and then spent a few more months editing and arranging book cover design. If you recall I was trying to push for October but ended up releasing in November 2020. I would have published the 3rd by now if I actually wrote it. But, I haven’t yet. We are now in 2022 and I feel like I should have at least wrote the 3rd book. I managed to start two other novels in 2020 but never got round to finishing them either. Sounds like excuses to be honest.
But, I will finish the 3rd novel and I will do my best to make it the ultimate zombie fan dream. Not only has it already started as extremely dark and frightening, but the novel is going to be a rollicking thriller of adventure and survival. No spoilers my darlings.
Aside from seeing the finished book, the best part for me is the creative stage. The first draft, because that is where all the magic happens. Then comes the editing, which can also be magical and gives you a chance to sand the rough edges of your foundation. I find in the editing phase that actually more interesting thoughts come to me on what I should do with the scene. My second book had around 4 drafts before publishing. I think. I also made it exclusive to Amazon. As an indie self published author I do feel like it is hard to get the reviews. For some reason people leave negative feedback and I just know that they most likely didn’t read the book. But I don’t read reviews now, once was enough.
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I have purchased the domain psychedelicwizard.org. It will not appear in the address bar unless I pay for a premium plan, which is £15 per month. I am considering it, but I think getting the domain was a good move, as the .uk and .co.uk versions had already been taken, which I found quite frustrating. But usually I am laid back and relaxed with no tensions.
How are you this evening? I managed to watch Thunderball, one of the better James Bond movies. Sean Connery era really was great and the movies still stand up. I don’t know how to feel about the last James Bond, No Time To Die, other than the ending left me not-very-happy with the studios and writers. By now, the movies are literally big adverts and nothing more, which is a shame. As back in the 60s, the movies rocked. They rocked right until 2006 Casino Royal, and 2012 Skyfall. The only 2 decent movies from Daniel Craig which I honestly enjoyed. Let’s move on before I get a throbbing, raging ego of things-to-say.
Loving me, loving you. Following the most over rated theme of all time, love, which is dangerous and annoying. Why is love this sacred revered sanctimonious load? It hurts and kills people, makes people go crazy, hurt themselves, to act weird and spend money on useless junk that neither of the couple will keep, unless in a long term relationship. Why are people bending over backwards, working out 7 days a week, wearing tight woman pants doing yoga in the hope their fit bodies attracts someone for what… love? Listen up kids it’s about to get real, love is a lie and it is a waste of time, try and put more effort into eating healthy and enjoying life. It will save you the heart ache which will be a complete waste of time. Unless it works out, which might be because you didn’t focus on love, but the relationship.
Today’s poem is called: Love is the not love
Love the burning ashes on your skinblack clouds that form across white wash watera dim candle blown out in the windslap across the face, is love in actionor the inaction of inedible bodily flesh permeatinglackluster romance nonsense in the rim of your jar of jamno love on my plateso you sit and stare, hand me a cold tea