Last week I wrote about how I’d somehow run afoul of several major anti-virus programs that ripped links out of my holiday newsletters and made my life a pain in the bupkis. But, after some back and forth things got sorted. So ….. yay team. But, Gmail didn’t follow along. And, support for Gmail comes mostly from other Gmail users. This happened once before, long before my newsletter got to this size, but (GOOD NEWS PEOPLE!) in this case size doesn’t matter. However, if you use Gmail and want to check out a link, just copy https://blogs.billmcscifi.com and paste it into a new tab. I post the newsletters there each week, often before they are sent.
Enough of this nonsense.
While behind the scenes stuff shall continue to remain behind the scenes, I can tell you that The Brittle Riders is on the desks of three different production companies. That knowledge was shared on two blogs, so nothing’s out of the bag here. Now, in the real world, that doesn’t mean a whole lot. No one’s cut any checks, limos laden with champagne continue to not be in front of my apartment, and I haven’t been asked to join the Kardashians for drinks, although an old friend did once get me a phone call with one. She was nice and promised to read one of my books. That was several years ago and I haven’t heard anything more. Even so, it was fun. But, to this sci-fi guy, all of this is some nice, real world, validation for the work I’ve done.
Also, this behind the scenes bit I can share. When I first began writing Goptri of the Mists I had always planned on having two, wildly different but action packed, endings. And it will. However, I hit a certain point in book three where each ending kind of canceled the other, leaving me with no ending, just a permanent pause.
This would not be conducive to happy readers.
So, I did something I normally don’t. I went back and plotted the whole thing and then started writing again. Although, technically, plotting is writing, but you get the idea.
Anyway, the good news is it will get done. And, once foisted on the nice people at Azoth Khem for editing and polishing, that will conclude The Brittle Riders saga. Which, if looked at properly, is still faster than some more famous sagas have gotten finished. Heck, there’s one I’m convinced never will.
Oh well. I’ve got ninety-nine problems but a conclusion ain’t one. Of course, ninety-nine problems is still a lot.
In the meantime, Stuff About Things is out. A collection of short stories, essays, and non-fiction articles, it’s a nice introduction to my squishy brain. Or, as my wife puts it, “It’s the gateway drug to McSciFi.” Hers is catchier.
Until next time, I wish you all nothing but happiness. Stay safe and sane.