by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner
Barring something I can’t predict, I feel as though I’m going to zoom through the new version of my first novel. This is story I want to tell. What’s unexpected about it is it’s more of a publishing thriller than murder mystery. The second book in the universe I’ve constructed will be a murder mystery.
I hope my heroine is as interesting as Lisbeth Salander.
But I’m really content with this novel.
It seems as though I should be able to wrap up the first novel by no later than, say, July 23. In fact, there’s a chance I could have TWO 100,000 word novels done by that date the way things are going.
And, what’s more, I hope to write a third novel, a scifi western.
I have to accept that I’m just not going to have the type of success that I hoped to have. I may get some success, but it’s going to be the success of a late bloomer who has been a fuck up for decades.
It all sucks, but there’s nothing I can do to change the situation.
