The Aeschylus is coming.
These past 2 months have probably been the busiest of my life, getting everything ready for launch. Although I first began writing the novel back in December of 2008, had a second draft at the end of 2012, and a finished version the following year, things are finally coming to a head, and it’s finally headed to the streets. At this point, I think it’s been polished to a nub. At least, I hope so.
It’s funny, but finishing the manuscript is only half the battle. Editing and formatting, photo shoots, arranging artwork and layout; it’s rewarding but exhausting. I really can’t wait for it to get out the door. The reason isn’t the work involved, though. The story is cool as hell. And it’s fucking weird, it really is. I have no idea if people will like it, but I know it’s still very near and dear to my heart, and truthfully, I just want a copy for my shelf, even if it’s the only one that ever sells.
I hope it’s not. It’s too goddamn scary to be ignored.
So in the meantime, welcome dear reader. Pull up a chair, and let us sit in the dark a while.