Finally self-published a small print run
of ‘the’ novel, nearly five years after starting it. I’m pleased it’s going to
‘be’ because there were moments when I doubted it would ever see any light. At
times, I feared for both my life and my freedom (but that’s another story).
Leaving this thing unfinished was a genuine possibility. So, I’m glad that it’s
done. I consider it my masterpiece, although I may be wrong. I’ll have to look
back another couple of books down the line and see if I still feel the same. If there are to be another couple of
books down the line (I told myself rather comfortingly that this would be the
last). The current trend with me now is to collate my random bits and bobs of
writing into book-length collections. I’m more interested in editing,
redrafting, printing and publishing, instead of beginning new works. I’d rather
be creating fresher editions of what I already have in print, and concentrate
on getting them out there more effectively. It’s a big wide gaping world out
there when one is basking in the shadow of obscurity. I want my book to be a
part of it. I want to give it wings and let it fly, however small and slowly.
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