Okay, maybe not Christmas, but I am officially considering BETROTHAL 2 to be shelved. I'd never actually planned for the "series" to be anything but the first book. It was developed as a simple funny book that would be easy for me to write and finish, since I'd yet to complete one at that point. It's fine for what it is, but...I don't read humor/romcom/lad lit. It's not my thing. I don't 'get' it. It's hard to sell it. It's hard to understand what it's fans are after and expect.
Fantasy is my thing. Sci-Fi is my thing. Creating crazy ass worlds, that's my thing. BETROTHAL was meant to be a one off and forgotten, probably never published if the Indie boom hadn't happened when it did.
So why did I even bother to try to write a sequel? Most my family. I got so much "when's the next one coming out?" and "what happens next?" and serious whining over a sequel that I caved and thought I could at least try.
But my heart just isn't in it. Another wedding, more torturing of poor Phin, and yes there is some funny in the 1/4 of the draft I've finished, but...all my thoughts are with other projects at the moment...mostly King Henry Price. Writing BETROTHAL 2 feels like homework...I don't quite like that, so for now, consider it disappeared into the mysterious aether of my trunk.
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