It’s year one of a new decade of writing and self-publishing, which means I’m re-doing things again.
Can’t quite believe I’ve recently acquired my third set of ten ISBNs. Twenty paperbacks published! That’s kind of cool!
We have embarked on a re-branding campaign, which means every blog post is being scrutinized, some deleted, and others edited. After several years of promoting under the series moniker ‘The L.A. Stories,’ I had to concede that this tagline was not doing me any favors. Maybe a lot of readers hate Los Angeles? Anyway, it wasn’t necessary; it was becoming increasingly irrelevant (my settings have expanded); and if it wasn’t helping, it was just clutter.
The biggest cost of that change is that we need to re-do all the covers. Again. AAAAUUGH. Well, I wanted to tweak the typography anyway, so here we go.
Another reason for the change is that I am actively planning an expansion into historical. That branch of things may never grow to 20 novels, but there’s one complete and four in the pipeline, so you never know. All those settings are 20th century.
I wrote two Georgian romances a long time ago, which may well be re-published in a yet-further-revised form later on. They are however unavailable now because if I’m going to re-publish I want to re-do the covers, and I’ve spent as much as I want to spend on covers for 2022. Both of those books may be said to be back-story for my recently-completed Edwardian novel, which I hope to publish this year.
There is also a 1980s-set romance, one of my first half-dozen publications, which I may or may not re-publish. It may survive only in the archive; the process of rewriting it engendered my novella SUGAR DADDY, which I’m really proud of, so I don’t consider that work wasted.
One thing’s for sure: my novellas and novels will continue to highlight diverse, creative, sex-positive characters.
Another thing: I have 8,000 words to go on a new novella. Time to get back to work.