I’m back in the saddle

I’ve gone back to the beginning of The Cult of Hahn. Writing the closing chapters have my creative juices flowing again.

I’m adding quotes from The Book of Cyrus to the beginning of each chapter (the ones that don’t already have them). If I ever finish Cult, I may write the rest of The Book of Cyrus, but that is still wayyyyy down the road.

If you want to see the first new verse, go to thecultofanne.wordpress.com

The Cult

Big Red by scarletsuede

I’ve spent the last couple of days working on the Cult of Hahn, writing the entire final chapter. It’s far from finished, however, since I have at least three big gaps to fill. I’m up to 78,000 words and expect to go well over 100,000.

After I fill the gaps, I start over. I’ve been writing the Cult for over 5 years, and even with my good memory, I’ll have to go through it with a fine tooth comb, correcting inconsistencies, and cleaning up the language. There is also some pretty bad writing from time to time, especially in some of the sex scenes.

At this rate, I may be in my sixties by the time I finish.

(No, that picture isn’t me! The main character of The Cult of Hahn is a redhead.)



I usually spend my Christmas holiday writing, but this Christmas I’ve been buried by work. As a freelancer, that means I work through my holiday from my day job. (Working two jobs is no picnic, I’ll tell you …) 

Looking back, I’ve had one of my best years in recent history. I’ve spent so many hours at the day job that I didn’t need to work the freelance job. Of course, I’ve been in demand as an editor, so much that in the second half of the year, it felt like two full time jobs. In fact, I probably could have lived on the only the freelance work.

I feel good about that, but I was looking forward to a break, because the spring is going to be a nightmare. I don’t see any time to do the freelance work at all, but I need to keep my publishers happy. I won’t go begging for work, but I think they are going to come begging for me. I can’t afford to turn them down.

Therefore, my new poem (Don’t Explain) remains unfinished, and I haven’t worked on any of my other projects at all. I have, however, approached a small publisher about the anthology – well, through a friend. If that doesn’t pan out, I’ll self-publish. My writing style is too weird to attract a conventional publisher.

Maybe by Summer, I’ll have some time.