Forty-Four Thousand, Twenty-Five

*SIGH

That sigh should have been loud enough that anyone on the internet could have heard it.

A release date of June 8th is looking increasingly “unlikely” (that’s me being optimistic, by the way).  Out of the 155,913 words in The Iron Crown, I’ve completed the edits on 44,025 — to say I’m dismayed would be an understatement. That means I’ve completed about 28% of what’s left before I can publish.  Even more frustrating is the fact that I’ve read this book, “cover-to-cover,” about seven times now.  Three readers, one of which is also a writer, have read it at least once.  My editor has gone through it twice.  All that, and I am STILL making changes.  Minor ones, of course, but changes, nonetheless.

I can’t even begin to describe how cranky I am about it, and I’m already considered a curmudgeon, at best.  As much as I like this work (which is a rarity, I assure you), I am way past being ready to be done with this thing and move on to the sequel, as are my test readers, I have been informed.  While I’ve a rough idea of what happens in The Pride of Lions (the sequel for latecomers), I find that I can devote little more than daydream energy to it so long as Crown remains unpublished.  Yeargh.

It doesn’t help that I spend a minimum of eight hours a day working a “real” job (hopefully, book sales will remedy that someday).  That presents a serious impingement on my output as an author.  However, for the time being at least, the real job is a necessary evil and, as such, affords me precious little time during the day to work on Crown.

Why, then, am I writing a blog post when I should be working on Crown?  Because I need the diversion.  Badly.  Luckily for all of us, I’m finished venting, and now I’m on to word 44,026.  Ciao.

~T~

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  • About the Author

    T.M. Lennon currently lives in North Carolina. His passion for science-fiction and fantasy was influenced by Star Wars in 1977 and The Lord of the Rings novels, which he read at an early age. He created the world of Eörlond in his teens for a fantasy role-playing game, and it has grown ever since.

    The one-time a soldier, systems engineer, and software developer, now adds author to his list of credentials. He continues to work during the day as an information technology consultant, but spends his precious little free time evolving the land of Eörlond and its inhabitants in front of his trusty laptop.