The paperback version of Out in the Garage is now also on Amazon. There will be more soon. I will, of course, continue to keep everyone posted.
I don't know what to do with myself---actually, that's not really true, but I feel... Lost. It has been such a part of my everyday life for almost a decade that I feel like a part of me is missing. Sure, it isn't perfect. I guess that is unattainable, and I have to accept that. I could be a better editor, and I will get better as I continue. I think I probably, in a way, over-edited it (because I over-think it and go back and make changes, and make changes, and really all the versions have their strengths and weaknesses, but the more changes I make, the more excited I get, and then I make a mistake).
I have no plans on going back to it, though. I am going to promote it as is, and see what happens. Perhaps I will need to eventually go back and work out those bugs, but I don't think they detract from the good qualities that is has. I don't know. Part of my finding problems with it, I think, is that is has been such a part of my life that it is difficult to let it go. I don't want to move on (maybe, subconsciously, I sabotaged it just so I would have an excuse to go back? Psychologists, anybody?), but I know moving forward is the right thing to do. It's just time. It's time for me to push ahead so I can write more fiction and self-publish it (and hopefully continue growing as a writer)---although, my main goal right now is to finish school (and especially my thesis) and then after that it will be to find a full-time job.
I will at least wait until after my thesis to start any new projects---although, I have a feeling after the Malamud/O'Connor class that I am taking that I will want to do another short story collection. We'll see what happens. It's funny, but in a weird way it is like starting over. I guess I am just at that point in my life, where so much is changing, or about to change. Hopefully they are good changes. Only time will tell...
I don't know what to do with myself---actually, that's not really true, but I feel... Lost. It has been such a part of my everyday life for almost a decade that I feel like a part of me is missing. Sure, it isn't perfect. I guess that is unattainable, and I have to accept that. I could be a better editor, and I will get better as I continue. I think I probably, in a way, over-edited it (because I over-think it and go back and make changes, and make changes, and really all the versions have their strengths and weaknesses, but the more changes I make, the more excited I get, and then I make a mistake).
I have no plans on going back to it, though. I am going to promote it as is, and see what happens. Perhaps I will need to eventually go back and work out those bugs, but I don't think they detract from the good qualities that is has. I don't know. Part of my finding problems with it, I think, is that is has been such a part of my life that it is difficult to let it go. I don't want to move on (maybe, subconsciously, I sabotaged it just so I would have an excuse to go back? Psychologists, anybody?), but I know moving forward is the right thing to do. It's just time. It's time for me to push ahead so I can write more fiction and self-publish it (and hopefully continue growing as a writer)---although, my main goal right now is to finish school (and especially my thesis) and then after that it will be to find a full-time job.
I will at least wait until after my thesis to start any new projects---although, I have a feeling after the Malamud/O'Connor class that I am taking that I will want to do another short story collection. We'll see what happens. It's funny, but in a weird way it is like starting over. I guess I am just at that point in my life, where so much is changing, or about to change. Hopefully they are good changes. Only time will tell...
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