Dangerous Minds

To get the selfish stuff out of the way: draft two of book two of Action Figures is almost done. Tomorrow is a dedicated writing day, and I don’t know if I’ll finish the climax, but I’ll come damn close.

Behold my commercialism!
Behold my commercialism!

Aside from writing book two, I’ve spent a lot of the past month promoting book one. Mailers have been sent out, I’ve assaulted the Internet regularly, and I took out my first Facebook ad, which has been mildly successful in driving some traffic. I plan to revive the ad during Thanksgiving week to promote a 99 cent Cyber Monday sale, which will hopefully result in some sales.

Another new initiative is a little more cooperative. My friends and fellow self-published authors Justin Aucoin and Rob Borkowski and I established the New England Self-Published Authors Group to promote our work, first and foremost, and eventually the work of others indie authors. We added one new writer, Jennifer Aqualaney, who is working on her debut novel, and we’re hoping she’s the first of many who will join the group.

Ah, but my creative writer friends dabble in areas other than prose — to wit, my buddy Scott Kegler (of Commedia Mania fame), who is putting the finishing touches on his new play, WHACKED, which is about “turkey and masturbation.” I have tickets to opening night next Friday, and I expect to be both entertained and horrified. FYI, it’s not too late to get in on the madness, just got to the Hole in the Wall Theater web site and buy your tickets now.

Yes, the show will be as disturbing as this poster suggests.
Yes, the show will be as disturbing as this poster suggests.


I’m still in my holding pattern for the Kindle version of Action Figures, thanks to some errors in the formatted file (errors I did not make, that I cannot correct on my end). Next week, hopefully, I can stop talking about how nothing is happening.

And by “nothing” I mean, “lots of stuff that isn’t necessarily connected to my novel.”

Earlier this week, my friends/writing buddies J.M Aucoin and Rob Borkowski (whose new short story is available here) and I formed a new Facebook group, The New England Self-Published Writers Group. The express (and somewhat selfish) purpose is to promote ourselves, but our long-range goal is to expand the page to include other independent authors from the New England area for purposes of networking, sharing resources, and promoting projects to readers looking for something new and different.

We’re being rather picky about who joins the group, which may seem cliquish, but, as I’ve remarked in this blog before, there are a lot of people out there who self-published a novel that never should have seen the light of day — at least without first going through some extensive and rigorous editing. One of our goals is to enhance the collective image of self-published authors, and to do that, we need to exercise and enforce standards. We need to treat ourselves and others as professionals who take the craft seriously.

Most of my week has been spent in the Storied Threads studio with my wife, helping her crank out stock in advance of Rhode Island ComicCon, where she hopes to do gangbusters business. Even our dog Beatrix has been pitching in. Sort of. She means well.

"No, really, I'm helping!"
“No, really, I’m helping!”