But damn… A can?
I used to buy Arrogant Bastard Ale in a 22 oz bottle, but everything’s in cans now.
Maybe this makes me an old, but cans still feel cheap. The beer tastes fine, but it’s not as pleasurable to drink.
But yes, this means that THE CROWN OF INFAMY is sitting in my agent’s inbox, after 8+ months of work.
It may seem that I haven’t released much new work in the last few years, and you’re not wrong. Since putting out The Great Way and Key/Egg in 2015, I’ve only released that new Twenty Palaces novella. One Man took nearly two years to write, and it floated from publisher to publisher for a year and a half before the submission process ended.
I have to give it another revision before I decide what to do with it, and it’s going to take at least as long as my revisions for The Crown of Infamy. One Man just needs another polish, I think, but it’s also 50K words longer than Crown…
Plus, there’s a mystery that I need to polish and release. (This is going to sound weird, but I can’t remember the title for it. I’ve had so many they’ve become a blur.) It’s a good book, but I’m going to have to publish it myself.
Once those are done, I can pounce on the next Twenty Palaces novella, which exists as a rough idea in my head but needs a bit of work to tease out. And mixed in with all of that is the next draft of Crown… based on my agent’s notes.
So, I’m busy and things have not been auspicious in my writing career. Still, it’s important to celebrate the little milestones.
But cans? Sheesh.