I may have mentioned my tradition of sacrificing a manuscript to the sea, and if I managed to pick it up before the waves crashed on to it, then it was meant to be.
Of course, meant to be didn’t mean anyone was going to buy it.
But I never told myself that.
Neither did I tell myself that if the sea didn’t want it (i.e. I grabbed it before the surf surged back onto the beach) then no one else would want it either.
I skimmed over that part, and wrote another book.
I smile when I think back on the important tradition I created around a book. Those books rarely sell, and we’re talking maybe one or two a year. But if I hadn’t written those books, then I wouldn’t have written about Maratse or Petra, or any of the other books that do sell.
So sacrificing my books to the sea (especially in a storm) to give them a good start wasn’t a bad idea, it was just different books that got a good start. 😉
Chris
Taken your meds today?!🤪
If that’s how Erroneous came to life,thats fine by me!🤣
Graham, I have a feeling there’s only two people in the world who know who Erroneous is, and I’m replying to “the other one”. 😉
Ive read Ice Circus three times now! No its not like Maratse and co but if you’re into shamanism and mythology, whats not to like? Your unlikely to find Maratse tackling colossal walrus or polar bear………..yet😏 He’s got his hands full with Luui!
If you could see my smile! Thank you. Fire now lit under lazy author’s arse! More soon! 😉
What a neat tradition! And thank goodness that the sea bordering Denmark likes Maratse and Petra as much as we all do!!
Too kind, Dave. 🙂 Thanks!