So I’ve been writing and I’ve been (Ugh) socializing.
I’m about 50k words into my next book, and I’ll admit that I’ve been frolicking about and wasting much more time than I’d like to. This is of course unforgivable, and I’d give myself the death penalty if it wouldn’t render me unable to write.
I am still considering all options for its release. A lot to think about, but it all comes down to one basic thing: how much potential for long term success it gives me. Something may seem like a good option now, but it may suck, or be flat out unavailable within a couple months.
I don’t know. But when the time comes, I will pick what I perceive as best. The way I always do.
M. T. Miller