Well, all twenty six stories have now had their third edit and have been recorded into an audiobook. I think it’s time to approach publishers to see if I have any luck with the ‘mainstream’ route. Looking forward to seeing the fruits of Cliff’s labour in terms of illustrations – I think this will really bring the stories to life.
Well, some nine months after starting, I have now completed all twenty-six tales in the series. I’ll definitely need to go back and have a good re-read and edit out any wrinkles, but it feels great to have got them all down. To be honest, I wasn’t sure if this was another project that wouldn’t get finished, but somehow they seemed to flow, and because each one was self-contained, it didn’t require as much hard graft as constructing a novel – something which I know from experience is a far bigger undertaking.
So….onward with the quest for illustrations, an agent, and with any luck, a publisher!
It’s always slightly terrifying giving your work to professionals. It’s one thing to tell yourself that your writing is good, or for family and friends to offer flattery and praise (however sincere), but it’s another altogether to send it to people you don’t know…
So far, I’ve only approached two agents – one in the US, one in the UK. The UK people have given me a polite no, and so far, nothing from the agent across the pond. I’m putting a list together of possible agents and publishers and will continue to write pleading missives over the coming weeks and months.
Much more exciting is the fact that a very talented and internationally-renowned illustrator has agreed to have a look at my stories with a view to perhaps *crossing fingers* becoming involved in the project. It’s a huge long shot, but you never know. If he did agree to help, it would probably be the most exciting thing to happen. Ever. Even some good advice and pointers would be a bonus. Many thanks to my good friend John Knight for the introduction.
Meanwhile, the prospect of normal paying consultancy work has led to a brief hiatus in my output, but I hope to remedy that this week with at least two more stories. Wish me luck!
The sad tale of Edward Gurning has now been written..only seventeen to go! I have to say, writing twenty-six humorous verses without repeating too many rhyming couplets is a bit of a tall order, but I’m getting there.
For those familiar with the Gashleycrumb Tinies, the original Ernest eventually choked on a peach. Ah, the perils of stoned fruit!
Next up, Ivy Imogen-Imp.