The Wandering Inn – Web Serial

Inn Keeping

wanderinginn.wordpress.com

It’s been a long time.

Actually, it’s been only a few months. Less. But it feels like a year or two. And sadly, I’m not writing here to say that I’m back. Rather, it’s to let you all know what I’m doing.

I’m writing a Web Novel. You may also think of it as a web serial, or a novella written in small, 1,000-4,000 word doses that I post every Tuesday and Saturday. The genre is Fantasy and the name of the story is The Wandering Inn.

I won’t do much advertising here. I’ll just leave a link and a picture that has nothing to do with the actual plot of the story. This is just a picture with Pirate and her friends having a party for old time’s sake.

But if you’re interested in seeing what I have to write, check it out sometime. Right now I’m only 4 installments in, but hopefully I’ll keep adding to the story for a long while.

…I mean, I’ve written two novels now. How hard can it be to write another? Writing is weird.

Hope you’re all well. Stay out of weird inns.

–pirateaba

The Wandering Inn – wanderinginn.wordpress.com

1000th Post – Farewell

Pirate Blog

A thousand days of Pirate. And her journey has only begun…

It’s been a long time. A very long time. 1000 days, in fact. And each and every day I drew a picture of Pirate.

True, I forgot to post some days, and other times I feel like the humor wasn’t there or the drawing didn’t capture my ideas fully. But when I first started this blog nearly three years ago, I intended to do just this. At the time, I had no idea how to draw. I’d just bought a Wacom Tablet, and I wanted to improve my art skills and draw this cute character called Pirate. And so I did.

My first pictures are still on here. Well, not my first few pictures. I think I threw those away. But I decided that no matter how awful I was, I’d draw a picture of Pirate doing something every day as a way of improving my art. And I did. And somewhere along the way people started watching.

I never really promoted this blog. I’m no good at social stuff, and I really didn’t have the confidence at the time to say I had anything worth sharing. But slowly a few people began watching this blog. And I am grateful to you all for it.

But with that all said, it’s time to say goodbye. I know it’s sudden and I only hinted at it during my 900th post, but I’ve made my decision. And it’s been hard to do.

If I could I would draw Pirate forever. Some days its hard to figure out what to draw or be creative, but I truly believe I could come up with a new picture every day for the rest of my life. If I had the time. If I could make it work. But I can’t.

I’ll be honest, part of it is money. Part of it is time. These are petty things, but I’m growing older and they weigh more on me each passing day. When I first started this blog I was in college, and had time on my side. But now I’m graduated and working. And though I can still work and draw, it’s harder. And harder still is finding the time to do other things.

You may not know this if you only come to the blog to look at the pictures, but I wrote a book. All things considered it wasn’t a great book since I failed to market it well. I self-published it and failed to do any of the things that would help me sell it. It was a lesson, and one that I learned a lot from. But I found in writing that book something I loved to do.

I want to write. I want to draw. I even want to make video games. But I don’t have time for any of it, and this blog means I spend hours each day making a new picture. So, as much as it hurts I need to stop. I wish it weren’t so, but I can’t be the same forever.

It feels like so much has happened in the world since I started drawing. In the time since I began, we lost many people. Celebrities, family…I’ve drawn through the loss of people I loved to the start of wars. It feels sometimes like the world has become a darker place. But this blog was always meant to be a place to lose yourself for a few seconds each day.

Yet I can’t keep creating it. It’s not that I feel like it’s worthless; on the contrary, that’s the problem. Every day, no matter what I did, no matter how low I felt…so long as I had this blog, I could feel good about what I had done. But that is what is holding me back. So long as I have this small blog, I could devote my time to it and not creating something larger. So I have to stop. But the memories remain.

Let me write this down so I may make a record of it. In the time since I started Pirate Blog, I have had just over 10,000 total views on this site. Over 4,000 people have visited this blog, and 173 people follow this blog. It’s truly been fun.

If I could, I would draw here forever. If I could. But I can’t. Pirate’s story was never meant to be the comedic, random story it is here. Her true story, the one I know and have never told is far larger than this blog can contain. So she must set out on that journey, just as I have to change.

But is Pirate gone? Am I leaving here forever? No. Pirate, Knight, Rabbit, the Stick People…they won’t simply disappear. Each one has their own story I hope to tell, and they will remain here as well. Some day I will come back, and I hope to create more stories about Pirate in the future. But for now, Pirate Blog is on infinite hiatus.

I’m sorry to write in such a clumsy fashion. But there’s no magic in my words right now. Just a bit of sadness. I thank you all who read this, every single person who’s ever commented and liked my posts, or simply clicked on these silly pictures and enjoyed seeing a girl named Pirate.

Someday I will return. But for now, at the end of a thousand days, Pirate Blog is over. Thank you for reading. Until we meet again,

–pirateaba

Hanging on a Prayer

Hanging On a Prayer

They’re good for moral support.

Some people aren’t that helpful in a crisis. Also, I’m just not sure if I’m cut out to be a poet. William Faulkner once said a failed poet is a short story writer and failing that, you become a novelist. If I fail at being a novelist, do I go on Twitter? Maybe a failed novelist is a blogger.

Sleepless Time

I hate alarm clocks.

I hate alarm clocks.

Has anyone noticed a certain lack of cohesion or detail in recent pictures? I feel like my job which exhausts me takes a toll on all things, including my ability to be creative, funny, and draw.

Coming back from work I can safely drive, think, even shop for an hour or two. But when I’m back in my home I literally crash. I’ve talked about it before, but the worst part about being that tired from work is that it affects my ability to write and draw. Now, being tired is one thing but affecting my writing? Unforgivable.

Still, one must work to eat and eat to live so you can continue to write. I just need more sleep so I stop dreaming of freaky alarm-clock monsters. If one attacked me now, why, I’d be so tired…I’d probably still smash it into the ground to vent my excess fury.

Standing Coma

Don't wake her up either way,

Don’t wake her up either way,

After a big post about creativity, let’s talk about being tired. Not sure what kind of jobs you lovely viewers have (or if you even need a job), but I work a morning shift from 4:30 to 12:30 each day.

That means I get back from work and sometimes I’m so tired I just fall asleep where I sit. Eating, on the computer…the body just shuts down.

Needless, to say, that doesn’t make writing any easier. If you’ve got a job, writing is a hard hobby. Just my observation — but I’m still writing because I’m hooked.

Library Sales

No, but I'll take a heart attack.

No, but I’ll take a heart attack.

A few days ago I talked about marketing books to readers like myself. After much thought, this was the only viable option I could come up with. I need help.

Pirate is to me, a cute kid with serious moments, especially in her book. But I think if I saw anyone, especially a child peering at me through the bookshelves at night I’d freak out.

That said, if I could put posters and small pictures of Pirate in libraries across the world I totally would. In fact, I should just to that — just start leaving pictures of Pirate hidden wherever I go. Heart attacks for everyone!

Bad Marketing

Bad marketing is better than no marketing. Too bad I don't have a marketer.

Bad marketing is better than no marketing. Too bad I don’t have a marketer.

So I finally figured out how to find how many book sales I’ve made today. All nine of them, which is a number which is disappointing yet not cripplingly sad either. That’s just what happens with self-published books with non-existent marketing strategies.

Aside from telling you lovely, invisible folks on the blog and Facebook friends and family, I’ve done no promotional stuff. And word of mouth isn’t that great if you don’t have a lot of mouths.

Putting it generously, if I added up blog followers (some of which may or may not still be following or have existed in the first place), as well as friends on Facebook who probably don’t all ready my posts and family, that would be roughly 200 people. Even if each person went out and told ten more people (not going to happen), that’s 2000 people, only 10% of which might actually want a book like mine.

It’s better to aim your book at a specific audience. My audience would be people like me, who like young fantasy with characters like Pirate. But if I thought about how to market to myself…it’s hopeless.

I found my books browsing through the library, or if people were raving about it as the bestselling book of the century. And even then I might not buy the book. As a kid and even now, I pick up new books very slowly and usually only ones I can buy in bookstores or in print. But if I’m the target audience, I’d better find out a way to find me or else the me now won’t ever be able to sell books to me. If that makes any sense.

Book Bites

It's hard to catch readers.

It’s hard to catch readers.

Some days I feel like I’m fishing in an ocean for readers. As a writer, I have made my bait — my book — and I’m looking for the right audience, or rather, fishing hole.

Problem is, I’ve only caught one fish in my entire life and that was pure luck. I don’t know anything about writing, and even less about angling. I just do what I like to do, and try to make it work.

Ah well, maybe someday I’ll land a whale. Until then I guess I’ll live. I hate seafood, anyways.

Desperate Measures

Please don't actually do this with any book.

Please don’t actually do this with any book.

I can’t stop making book-related pictures. Somebody stop me!

…Besides that, I’m grateful people have started leaving reviews on Amazon! I’m impressed — some people must read pretty fast or have more time on their hands to get through the book so quickly.

Myself, I can’t read nearly as much as I want to. Between work and ironically, writing, my reading time has been cut down to almost nothing. I also need to start reading the Game of Thrones series since I hear it’s amazing. I’ll also take notes on how to write epic stuff.

Violent Verdicts

Not for kids. Except for Pirate. And Knight.

Not for kids. Except for Pirate. And Knight.

About genres. I call Pirate’s Story a Young Adult story, but there are heavier themes inside of it. And nicer things, but who cares about them?

My point is: I chose Young Adult because I feel Middle Grade might be too young for some of the themes. Well, then again, I do remember reading GRENDEL by John Gardner when I was fifteen. Maybe not the best idea.

But I hope adults will like this kind of story as well. Mind you, I still classify Robert Jordan’s WHEEL OF TIME as Young Adult that both adults and not-adults can love. I hope CITY OF MISTS can be half as good.