This is longer than I intended, so I'll provide bullet points:
*Midwest Book Review critiqued "The Arrival" - skip to the end to read its awesomeness
*My health sucks and it interferes with my life and writing goals (surgery is higher in the air than the Flying Graysons)
*I'll be at the Dark History, True Crime, and Horror Convention in November #
DHHC2018
*In a TBA release, my short story "How to Make Lemonade" will appear in a vampire anthology by Dark Moon Press entitled "Tales of Blood and Shadows"
*I hope to have Confessions on Kindle by the end of the year
*I'm making progress on the 3rd "Children of the Morning Star" book, have a tentative release schedule, and new working title
*I may have some speaking engagements forthcoming at the library
*The Library of Congress is cataloging Confessions
*I am bad about using apostrophes, quotes, italics, and underlining consistently for titles (forgive me)
*I write long blogs
*The above picture is one of several potential covers for Confessions that I chose not to use
*Signed copies of both books are available locally at G-Mart in Downtown Champaign
OK- AND GO!
Shortly after
Confessions of the Second Born went live, I sent copies of it and
The Arrival to
Midwest Book Review with hopes of not only being selected for review, but also of gaining (hopefully) positive industry critiques. I will get to that...I mean, it
is the
best part of this post (so skip to the end if you want), but first, updates and such.
While waiting to hear from Midwest Book Review, I prepped for the local Dark History and Horror Convention in November (#DHHC2018), dealt with another batch of health issues that may or may not need surgery, tried to work on the 3rd book in the
Children of the Morning Star series, and wrote and submitted a short story to Dark Moon Press for a vampire anthology.
Sound like a lot? You have no idea. I don't allow my health to define me, but I can't help how it affects me. Sometimes my brain works and sometimes it's way off--like, not off in left field, but not even in the stadium. Or the parking lot. It's more like finding Waldo in a zoomed out satellite picture of Chicago. Throw in new things and Waldo's buried. Essentially, nothing about this is easy for a normal person on a good day, so it requires a lot of hard work, energy, and time from me (and I always mess something up and need to fix it - par for the course).
Ooh! TWO sports metaphors from the geek in ONE paragraph! I'm getting better at this.
Ok, so, in many ways, writing and editing is cathartic, which I've written about in the past, and can be both a source of stress and a coping mechanism for stress. If you've followed my blog, you already know the story: I wrote the first two books over a decade ago, it started as a dream when I was 13, and health interruptions thrust me into a rut of edits. To any creative type, a project is rarely ever finished. We continue to peck at endlessly until we set a 'done point' and stick to it.
At points where I really needed something good to happen, I called 'done' on both of them and set up a rough plan for the 3rd. But the 3rd is tricky. I started it shortly after the initial two. It's a patchwork mess of disorganized scenes and notes. At some point, I organized several patches into the first five chapters, with the rest making up a potential 4-7 additional chapters. The 3rd already contains 188 extremely roughly written pages. The working title is "Children of the Morning Star." (COMS)
Truth be told, once Confessions went live, I was a nervous wreck about finishing the series. I hadn't creatively written anything seriously in 6 or 7 years. Can I still do it? Will my health and brain and everything else allow it? I'm in constant pain and my hands and arms have started going numb. Sometimes I can't even hold a book to read. How do I expect to type a new book?
Enter Dark Moon Press's
Tales of Blood and Shadows A Vampire Anthology. For weeks, I wrote out ideas for a submission. I started 3 stories and abandoned them. Then I had a dream, a dream of a nightmare I'd had years ago that made me sick to my stomach. So I wrote. And a short story was born. I submitted it and recently learned it will be used. (Release TBA plus
happy dance!) It is titled
How to Make Lemonade and tells the story of a suicidal woman who falls into the arms of a widowed vampire. The question, however, is whether he sees her as something to save? Or savor?
I liked it. I liked it so much that I was far too nervous to submit it because I knew something had to be wrong with it. I read it aloud to a few groups of people and asked a few friends to read it. The groups were captivated to an uncomfortable level. I've never felt such laser-pointed focus from others before. But that's a good thing. And the readers loved it. I held onto it for a few weeks, still unsure, and then called it done. My nerves were on fire. Not only had I not written in years, but I tried an entirely new writing style. Seems like a good gamble.
How to Make Lemonade is not your typical vampire story, but, if you've read either of my books, you already know that I don't write "typical" vampire stories. Visit
darkmoonpress.com to subscribe for updates and notifications, and, of course, like and follow me on
Facebook. (My current stress relief project is making cute mini-bookmarks to market this short story and anthology, and I'm toying with writing a novel based on the short.)
The positive feedback boosted my confidence. I read the 188 pages I'd previously written for COMS. EGAD! The writing is terrible. The story is fine. The story and characters were more developed than I remembered. I took time to think over the story elements and direction, jotted notes, and so forth, and finally began working on it. I've only just finished cleaning up the first chapter, but I've already cut thousands of words from the first 20 pages. It's put me into a hybrid writing/editing mode that works. It's a bit bland, but the twisty prose and phrasing will come. I can't get ahead of myself. I've also developed a new working title, but that's a secret for now.
It's no secret that there is a lot going on in my life,
always. This is one, tiny facet, but it's a dream come true. All my life, I wanted to be an author. I wanted people to read my words. I wanted my writing to make people think. And it is! Currently, Confessions is only out as a paperback. A Kindle version is coming, and when it does, it will be free to download for the first several days. I hope to have it ready by the end of the year. I apologize to anyone who is waiting for it. It is a project that requires more focus than I can give it right now to do it right, and I want to do it right. My readers deserve that.
Additionally, my local library asked me about possible speaking engagements and possibly entering my books into circulation. That is also very awesome! It's hard for me to commit to anything (I mean, I've got help for the upcoming Con, but I am terrified of how I'm going to get through it, both physically and mentally given the challenges I face just getting through a day at home with my cats - lol), but I would love, LOVE to do this. My therapist sees my books as a shining beacon in my treatment. I love to talk about them, about the process, about the different meanings people take away - she says I light up. I perk up. I've spent so much time in their world that it's real to me. And when I'm there, I don't hurt. When I "come home," I pay for it dearly, but it's a price she thinks is worth it for the relief and happiness it provides.
And so, with everything going on, I'm closing in on my tentative time table for COMS. 3 months or so to write it. 3-6 to edit and polish. Another 3 to start publication and proof, proof, proof. Plus 3 months extra for delays with an estimated release by the end of 2019. Health complications and stress loom over this time table, placing me in an unfortunate position of already being behind. It's a self-imposed deadline that can obviously change, but I'm not going to drag this release out. It's a different story now. People want to know. I have readers! They want books to read! I can't allow myself to fall into another ten year rut. And trust me, that is not an option. If I need to, I'll work with another author. This story is my story, and it's been my story since I was a kid. It deserves readers, and the readers deserve something compelling and good.
Alas! That brings us to today! Today I learned that the Library of Congress is cataloging Confessions, and I found "The Arrival" in the
October issue of Midwest Book Review's Small Press Bookwatch! And with an awesome critique! Many, MANY thanks to the reviewer(s) at Midwest Book Review. Thank you so much for accepting my submission and for enjoying it. I am incredibly happy right now and that's something my aching body or Wheres's Waldo brain can't take from me. It follows:
"The first volume in Kastie Pavlik's 'Children of the Morning Star' vampiric fantasy series, "The Arrival" reveals an author with a genuine flair for originality and character driven narrative storytelling. A deftly crafted and unfailingly compelling read from beginning to end, "The Arrival" is unreservedly recommended and certain to be an immediate and enduringly popular addition to community library Fantasy Fiction collections. It should be noted for the personal reading lists of dedicated vampire fiction fans that "The Arrival" is also available in a digital book format (Kindle, $1.99)." - Midwest Book Review
Much love to everyone who is on this journey with me. It's a Hell of a ride. I hope you're enjoying it.
(And don't forget that copies of both books are available locally at G-Mart! If you purchase a signed copy, message my author page and I'll arrange to customize the autograph and give you extra goodies!)
