Creative breakthroughs

It’s 5:01 p.m. Monday and it’s still light out — sunset is 10 minutes from now — and so the promise of springtime continues to grow.

Dean Wesley Smith wrote today about authors’ reluctance to toot their own horns. It seems we want to appear humble, and so we don’t use “power words,” like “captivating” or “compelling,” to describe the work we love enough to send out into the world alongside those millions of other books.

I have used the tag “shameless self-promotion” when I write a post that’s mostly about one of my books or songs or albums, but maybe there is a little shame in there after all. Maybe I’m a little ashamed to describe myself as an author when my book sales are barely in triple digits most years, or as a singer-songwriter when my royalties over 16 years total 90 cents from the various streaming services.

But you know, my stuff IS compelling, darn it. I read bits from A Declaration of Peace or See the World! and I realize this guy has something to say. Maybe I only sold $200 worth of books last year because I didn’t tell enough people.

And then there are the songs that have been popping into my head of late. When I released New Dog, Old Tricks last year, I decided to send the songs out into the world with just my voice and my guitar, no overdubs, no harmonies.

For this work in progress, I’m playing with as many bells and whistles as I can coax out of my GarageBand recording software. This will be the 22nd album I have produced since 1972. Most of them exist only on tapes and hard drives in my basement, but the last two are available on Spotify and Apple Music and wherever else music is streamed and sold. This next album is shaping up to be pretty amazing.

The songs are heartfelt, some songs are funny, some are reverent, two or three are irreverent, but I think when you hear them, you just might be, well, captivated.

The album will arrive in the spring, which you may have noticed is just six weeks away — the Milwaukee Brewers pitchers and catchers report tomorrow. When the album gets here, if I may be shameless for a moment, you will owe it to yourself to check it out.

And hey — think about buying a book, will ya?

The Time of Magic nears

They lined up next to my chair almost exactly as they had last summer, my two golden girls, and once again they presented me with a perfect portrait. Was this God’s way of reminding me to do a little shameless self-promotion?

Last fall, partly as a way to keep me from engaging myself in the toxic presidential campaign, I began writing a chapter-a-day story that opens with Dejah and Summer suddenly gaining voices. It became a fantasy about interdimensional portals, magical beings both good and evil, and of course an existential threat to our world. (Existential threats were in fashion last fall, after all.)

The result was this charming short novel, Dejah & Summer in the Time of Magic, which I have subtitled “A Halloween Fantasy” because, well, it’s a fantasy about the Halloween season. Sometimes my creativity is astonishing, don’t you think?

Most people don’t give gifts at Halloween, but if you are so inclined, this would be a perfect Halloween gift for your favorite reading loved one. Just sayin’.

Or was the perfect portrait God’s way of saying it’s time to write a sequel?

An announcement long in coming

I am ready to say that Jeep Thompson and The Lost Prince of Venus is my next book. I can see my way to “The End” at last.

I even added the book cover to the website’s sidebar with the caption “My Next Book.”

Jeep has been pacing along the sidelines watching me write 1,828 daily blog posts while I nibbled around the edges of her story. One of the first memes I made said, “Jeep Thompson: Coming in 2021.” I’ve had mockups of the trilogy covers done for years, along with working titles, currently Jeep Thompson and The Lost Prince of Venus, Jeep Thompson and The Martian Alternative, and Jeep Thompson and The World Jumpers.

Maybe conceiving it as a trilogy overwhelmed something in me and made me hesitate and procrastinate for months at a time. Maybe it made me overthink certain scenes to try to plant seeds in the first book that would bear fruit later on. Whatever the case, it has taken me a long time to get Jeep back from Venus, but I know how she gets home now, and I know what she finds there that sends her to Mars next.

And I don’t know precisely how, but I know that Jeep Thompson is destined to save the worlds.

This means I’m abandoning my goofy goal to publish 12 books during 2025 — what the heck, through the end of July I’m five books behind anyway. Perhaps I’ll work my way up to monthly in 2026 or 2027.

I’ll keep you posted as I get a clearer idea about when Jeep Thompson and The Lost Prince of Venus is ready. My expectation is that it will be there in time for you to give copies to all your loved ones for Christmas.

P.S. When I posted this post for Saturday morning publication, I saw the WordPress “Related” algorithm presented previous announcements about how Jeep was almost here. I hate to say, “This time for sure,” but: This time for sure.

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As long as I’m talking about my books, please consider my recent bits of fiction — the Christmas fable Ebenezer (also available in hardcover), the Halloween fantasy Dejah & Summer in The Time of Magic, and The Man Who Crossed Whimsy Avenue — or my most recent blog post collections, A Declaration of Peace and See the World! They also would make wonderful gifts and are available now wherever fine print-on-demand books are sold, e.g., everywhere.