Three Days

I've been behind on my work. A mixture of laziness, tiredness and Skyrim have put me behind massively on everything I'd wanted to get done. The sunny weather might have something to do with it, too. It makes me sleepy.

With that in mind, I'm taking a stand: in three days, I will have The Hounds of Hell and another, very short, ebook completed. Three days.

Otherwise, I'm going to fall behind my publication schedule. As it is, I need to be writing the third book in the series by the week's end, and that's not going to happen either way (the week's end seeing me unable to write for a day). That essentially means I'll be struggling to keep up with myself the more I delay.

By Thursday, I need to have the book completed. By next Wednesday, I need book three completed, too. I had, initially, planned on releasing The Hounds of Hell next Tuesday. And I had planned on giving myself more time with the book.

So, I'll be pressing on rather quickly.

If you don't hear from me much over the next few days, it's because I've gone slightly mad with this book trying to get it completed. Really, of course, this is just a repeat of last year, getting a book written and published in a week. Similarly, I need to wake up early tomorrow to get writing straight away, and not ever stop.

In theory, this is possible. In practice, it's insane.

Wish me luck, and I'll update you on the progress for the book tomorrow.

T-Minus 1 Day

Back in April, I sent an email to three friends of mine - Messr Shanley, Mille Oz and Mille McQuaid. I had gotten an idea, and I wanted their feedback on it before I really got down to doing anything about it. Since then, I've released the press release, planned the book and begun a series of competitions.

And, you know, I've gotten a lot of exciting news since I started all of this that I'm not sure I can share publicly just yet.

However, from those early, out-of-the-blue ideas, I suddenly find myself with a day to go before I start writing Balor Reborn. A day. Tomorrow. Then I'm to be writing the book, on camera, and that kind of freaks me out. It's too late to back out, too. I don't plan to, mind you, it's just that I can't.

This is a good kind of fear, though. If I wasn't feeling this, I don't think I'd feel the excitement of the project when it comes to actually writing. I'd be sitting down, doing all the same things I normally do. Instead, I anticipate I'll be nervous waking up on Thursday morning. My stomach will be in bits, but I'll try have a cereal. I'd have to.

Then, I'll be sitting down at the laptop, ready to go, and getting the live show set up. I'll have my bathroom-break sign at the ready (seriously), a cup of tea by my side, lunch packed, and then I'll be live for the day.

I'm hoping I can write to a pace that would allow me to work from ten until six for a maximum of three days to get the first draft done. With the book cover and trailer to come after that, that's another day gone. Then I'll be editing, doing the most extensive work in my life for a prolonged period of time to ensure it's down to a tee!

The final day, I want to have a launch party while I make the book available for purchase. I'll have the trailer online, the cover available to see, possibly even a free sample for people to read. I'll go through my answers for the competitions I'm running...

And that's way ahead of schedule. That's the fun and exciting day I have to look forward to, that won't happen that way if I don't do the work. And that terrifies me. This whole thing terrifies me. I reckon I'll be boring on camera. I may end up listening to music through a headset and singing along badly to it. If that happens, I apologise. But I'm sure it'll be more entertaining than me sitting there going insane, right?