I’ve been hemming and hawing about when to post this, because it’s not quite done . . . but I thought I might as well get some feedback from my delightful readers. As I mentioned a few weeks ago, I’ve been getting myself sorted for some indie publishing — that’s the nifty new name for self publishing in the 21st century, when it doesn’t mean “vanity publishing” but rather something more like “artisan publishing.” That is, it’s about creation, control, and the sheer joy of making things out of nothing. On the other hand, some projects work better in the traditional forms.
Since the kind of fantasy I write is not very trendy, nor do I find it very easy to categorise, except by calling it “literary fantasy” — which is to say, language and character development are major parts of the story for me — I decided my first novel, Till Human Voices Wake Us, was a good option for indie publishing. I’m not sure I’d bet $100,000 on it if I were a traditional publisher, either. (And, er, though a couple have said nice things about my writing, they declined the honour, so I feel I’m correct in this estimation.) This is not to say I don’t think it has a readership — it just may not be a very big one, and will probably take a while to forgather. I expect my next novel, about a passel of dashing proto-folk heroes, will be rather more widely appreciated.
Those of you who read this blog may or may not be interested in fantasy of any sort. If you are, I can tell you that I am aiming towards the Patricia McKillip, Neil Gaiman, C.S. Lewis, and Robin McKinley end of the spectrum. I basically want to be a writer like Dorothy L. Sayers, but fantasy. (It’s a high goal . . . but those are more fun.)
If you don’t read fantasy, I’ll be publishing a short story about Scheherezade over on my new author website on the 1st of April and you can get a sense of my style. I’m told by those who have read my fiction that my voice is fairly consistent, so if you like my prose on this blog you might well like my fiction as well. And if you do . . . well, you can sign up for new release notifications here! (Though naturally I will also mention forthcoming works here too.) And if you happen to know someone else who likes fantasy, particularly the kind of books that get listed for the Mythopoeic Awards, well, invite them to take a peek.
I don’t have a release date quite yet, but I expect it’ll be in May. I’ll be sure to let you know. Before then, look for “Scheherezade” next week, and some other short stories to follow.
Without further fanfare, my cover — oh, and why not, my effort at a back copy blurb as well. Comments on either are appreciated — I can still change things!
Behind the corners of our world, there is magic.
As the Lord of Ysthar, Raphael is responsible for it.
An honest man, his lies are legion. An infamous recluse, his social circle includes Scheherezade, Shakespeare, and the Crown Prince of Faerie. He is a great mage to his enemies, a movie star to strangers, and a hundred pseudonymous half-lives to history. He is dutifully trying to prevent the end of the world when his long-lost twin brother Kasian gate-crashes his life.
Raphael is prepared to sacrifice his soul, his reputation, and his crown to save his beloved Ysthar. Saving himself is another matter entirely.
There is magic. It’s not enough.