Weekender, April 2019, Part 2: Writing About Writing About Writing

Oh the Hell with it. Paging Stacker Pentecost, start the clock.


Day 1. 5 pages, 1,874 words.

Things are pretty quiet. I was delighted to see that Greyblade had gotten a review on Amazon Australia, from a fairly regular and faithful reader and reviewer I do not know personally. It was deeply appreciated. The review even mentioned how complex the story was getting and the reviewer suggested I create a wiki so readers could keep things straight without needing to re-read. It was sort of flattering criticism, I suppose, because hopefully the reminders aren’t vital to the story – they’re only necessary if you want to pick up all the little details.

And you do, right? You do?

You do.

So I had to reply to that review, even though I’ve been told off for replying to my reviews in the past like I’m some kind of amateur, and tell him that I did have one! It’s still very much a work in progress and probably won’t help very much with fitting it all together and looking up “who exactly is this character again?”, but it’s a start.

By the way, I absolutely cannot stress how critical it is that readers share my book links around, and review them anywhere they can (and a few places they can’t, I won’t rat them out). It’s the life blood of independent authors. I do it diligently whenever a friend or even friend-of-a-friend has an independently published book or other art that depends upon word of mouth to get attention, and I try very hard not to judge all the people who don’t do that.

I mean, I fail because I’m me … but I’m sure they have their reasons. Aw, I’m sure they did their best, honestly. Really makes you think, I mean, it doesn’t, but it’s certainly a point.


About Hatboy

I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends. Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages? I am Hatboy. https://hatboy.blog/2013/12/17/metalude-who-are-creepy-and-hatboy/
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1 Response to Weekender, April 2019, Part 2: Writing About Writing About Writing

  1. stchucky says:

    I didn’t want to sound as harsh as I did there, so I should also add in direct proportion to this, how absolutely amazing and deeply appreciated it is when people do share and review my stuff. This is my life’s work. I consider my family a more important project, but this is a close second.

    Even little things like this can make my week.

    It’s not fishing for compliments, it’s gasping for air.

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