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Son of a Liche: A Progress Update
posted by J. Zachary Pike | 8 Comments
Douglas Adams once said, “I love deadlines. I love the whooshing noise they make as they go by.” I can relate to the sound of a passing milestone, but for me it feels more akin to the buzzing of a bullet grazing my cheek. I really, really hate missing deadlines.
The other way that deadlines are like bullets is that in both cases, bigger ones generally mean more trouble. And that’s largely been my problem with predicting when I’ll launch Son of a Liche.There’s a tremendous amount of work in editing and revising a book of this length, let alone formatting it, making an audiobook, etc. Guessing how long it will take is incredibly difficult. At the very least, I can say I’m bad at it.
So I found myself heading into August with a goal of publishing by the end of the year, but no real milestones. And so I sat down to map out the remaining work and answer one pressing question: “will I make it?”
Spoiler alert: No.
But now I have a plan.
Review: That Which Should Not Be
posted by J. Zachary Pike | 2 Comments
It’s no secret that I’m a Mythos Fan. Which, it may surprise you to learn, is a very different thing from being a Lovecraft fan. I love the dark, twisted visions that author H.P. Lovecraft painted of cults, the arcane, and creeping madness, but any extensive reading of the author’s work reveal that he was kind of a bastard. And when I say “kind of a bastard,” I don’t mean to mitigate the term at all. I mean to specify the variety of bastard that is racist, xenophobic, and nihilistic. If you’ve ever been reading about dark cultists and lurking tales only to encounter Lovecraft’s naming a pet after a racial slur or seeing him describe a monster by comparing it to a black person, you know what I’m talking about.
I’ve longed to read horrific tales of the Mythos that weren’t written by a horrific jerk. Brett J. Talley’s That Which Should Not Be delivers just that.*