Can Everton Jones find out how his father stole Emperor Bokassa’s diamonds and, more importantly, where he hid them; before the world and his brother get there first?
Click on the picture link in the sidebar to read an extract of my first novel, which was published by Paradise Press in August 2012.

Wednesday, 22 December 2010

Requiescat in pace?

In my recent post about the authonomy “starring” system, I referred to a trip I made to the authonomy graveyard (the bottom of the slush pile where books left on the system inevitably go when they are abandoned by their authors). It was interesting to notice how many of these have now been self-published in one form or another. I can quite see why. If I can’t find a publisher for my book, then it simply has to make it into hard copy one way or another, if only because I badly want the real Susan Piggot to read it. As I should be able to afford it soon, why not go down this route?

To do it properly, that means getting a professional critique (£189, down to £112 a pop if you pay for four in one go). Then re-write(s) informed by the critique(s). I had hoped I might be able to get an informed critique of the book from authonomy, but most people will just read the opening, and that’s pretty much as good as I think I can get it. I read the first chapter to Harrow Writer’s Circle recently and they wanted to hear more, raved about the dialogue and characterisation and were generally extremely encouraging. Once I’ve got a solid appraisal then I will need to find an editor. Copy-editing alone will cost $1100. And then… and then… the choice of which route to follow. Print on demand? Small print-run? Kindle? Independent publishing house? That sounded good, so I started googling.

Lo and behold, I fell on Paradise Press. It’s an imprint with an excellent track-record, and perhaps the only “gay” imprint left in the UK since the demise of Gay Men’s Press. (Well, discounting Millivres and Prowler Press, who mainly publish porn.) Paradise Press is actually the publishing arm of the Gay Author’s Workshop (contactable via the paradise press site "contact us" tab) , a collective, some of whom I’ve met at a Gay Studies course I attended at the University of Edinburgh a long time ago. I actually considered going along to GAW’s monthly meetings a year ago, but settled on a different group which has now folded. GAW is essentially using Paradise Press to self-publish their work, once they, collectively, feel it is good enough. Trying to get a “gay” book to be accepted by a mainstream publisher is so difficult this seems to be the only way, and this is exactly what I wanted to achieve anyhow. Having the weight of these people behind me will be almost as good as acceptance down the traditional agent/publishing contract route. In the meantime I’ll give authonomy one last hurrah whilst I’m re-editing.

There’s an irony, from the graveyard into paradise!

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