When you’re self-publishing YOU are everything. The editor, designer, publishing exec, agent, distribution director, sales manager, tea boy, and the young girl that brings sandwiches around at lunchtime. So, when it’s time to decide to launch your book it falls on your desk. The same desk that’s been writing the bloody thing for the last three months.
I’ve just finished the 2nd/3rd draft of my second novel Plaster Scene (still thinking about the title) after a lengthy period of re-writing. It was one of those – I’d written it two years ago and in the mean time I’ve just developed further as a writer. I wanted to make wholesale changes and this took ages. The temptation now is that because I’ve finally got to the end, I want to rush it out without spending the necessary diligence on improving it’s quality.
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