Editing sleeping and more editing

I've just finished the third edit of kongomato 3 and realised that yet another character had to go. This laborious process took me back seventy five pages and another twelve hours. I do so hate killing people off but it had to be done because I want these three final novels, the last of my three trilogies to be the very best work I ever did, as I suppose every writer must feel. And in that vein my Christmas publication dream was hopelessly optimistic.


   I was, and still intend to take an entire year off from writing as soon as they're published to learn how to paint properly on a computer that doesn't crash every five seconds, and to publicise the twelve novels that by then will be on the market. 

    I wrote a couple of blogs a few weeks ago about pirating, and my part in it. I'm the victim in case you thought I was one of the bad people. Before that time my sales had been slow but steady. Have I done myself a disservice by talking about it, because since then I've hardly sold any at all. I had decided that I should perhaps use the news that I'm being pirated as some unorthodox means of self publication. That was a bad idea. I've had hundreds of free downloads of the free bits from Smashwords but almost no buyers. Of course I could just take that as a statement that my writing sucks - but I refuse. I suspect many people download almost everything that's free and rarely if ever get around the reading them.

    Next year I'm going to go overboard in publicity - I might even pay for some although from what I read that's rarely if ever successful.

    Have to come up with some other plan - maybe pleading.

    I'm not averse to a bit of shameless grovelling.