- Well, Dear Reader, as you know, apart from a few short stories, my breathtaking contributions to the world of literature are as yet unclaimed by publishers. To be brutally frank, The Novel, which I would like to see in print or even in electronic form, is still unfinished. I am getting through the editing slowly, but the word publishing brings me out into a cold sweat. I will, however, try to answer.
- When editing is done, I will ask people to read it. One dear friend has already volunteered. Anyone reading this who would like to read a bordering on historical novel based in the 1980s, featuring the Polish trade union Solidarity, is very welcome to contact me. As I’m female and no spring chicken, I would particularly welcome younger readers and male readers.
- After that, I will send the result of my endeavours to a professional editor. Yes, I know, these cost, but I’m assured that it’s worth it.
- I will attempt to persuade an established author to endorse my big work (having read it first, obviously).
- I will try the traditional publishing route, having first obtained advice from my writer friends as to which ones are likely to work for me.
- If I get no biters, I will try self-publishing, but the promotion work necessary for self-publishing terrifies me.
This evening, when I relax with Ian McEwan’s The Children Act, I shall attempt not to fall in despair. McEwan writes so well, sets scenes and describe people’s actions so brilliantly. My prose, my characters and my settings are nothing in comparison.