‘in’ . . . it’s ‘in Eden’ now

So far I have feedback from one reader . . .

It’s a long and lonely road, this writing lark, and this blog bears testimony to that, I’m sure. I guess it’s been a year since I started on the journey to complete this third volume of my trilogy. In many ways I feel like the sheep bleating in the bottom right corner of the cover, just between the fence rails.

My beloved beta reader worked her way through the first draft, and pronounced it a compelling story, eliciting her attention from start to finish. So I edited and tidied and re-cast the book, eventually, as the unique ‘Daughters in Eden’ because there are numerous other efforts on Amazon using ‘of’ already. HiddenGemsBooks.com elicited a handful of readers, apparently, of which only one managed to convey something of a review to the Amazon.co.uk platform. I’m not entirely convinced this reader actually read the book!

I have a query in with BSFA-Review to see if any of their regular book reviewers will be interested in reading my effort. In the meantime, I’ve become a member of the British Science Fiction Association (BSFA) and perhaps I shall seek to join one of the writing groups there, the so-called Orbiter entities. It depends really whether or not I manage to elicit interest from a volunteer reviewer over the next few weeks. A university friend of mine has stumped up the readies to read the eBook of Daughters in Eden, and perhaps he’ll have something to contribute to the assessment.

But that’s where the series sits, at the moment. Kinda languishing. I’m not sure where else to turn, but it’s been such fun to write this one, anyway. As I’ve probably said before, this third volume seems to be achieving the ideas I had percolating through my stretched brain some three years ago now.

I shall be happy with that concept, until I figure out what else to do.

By Larry Winger

Retired scientist, devoted diarist (AllendaleDiary.org), community-minded aspirant novelist, I've lived on a smallholding in the East Allen Valley for the past 30 years, delighting in watching our family grow up, in experiencing the development of our grandsons, and in taking care of our small flock of chickens and garden.

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