So from my university degree I studied a subject titled Sports Law 1 and Sports Law 2. Nothing associated with the arts, nothing associated with writing, but it was helpful because it taught me one important thing - when it comes to the Law, anything can happen, so make sure you have someone along side that can talk you through it. I thoroughly enjoyed the subjects, I don't think I could ever be a lawyer; courtrooms are a little stale for my liking and wearing a suit everyday, definitely not my bag-baby.
I was talking to my brother about the next step I was about to embark on; Self-Publishing, a very daunting task within itself, but the world is going in this direction where one person can optimise their time (thanks Tim Ferris), they can become hotel manager, renting out their house, become a taxi driver renting out their car, become filmmaker with a few swipes of the thumb, and maybe, just maybe publishing is digging down this path as well.
My brother brought to my attention a few finer details that I should know about publishing with Amazon Kindle, so that is going to be my task for the week; reading the massive T's and C's. I hate it when my brother flashes to my attention a task that I know I should do, but really in my heart, naturally, I cringe at the idea. I am just human after all.
I always thought I would ONLY publish "Lewis McKillop" with a publisher and anything else would be a failure, but now, I want to publish it myself, I want to learn about everything in the background, the things that I don't know now all the pitfalls that are or possibly going to happen. It will not be a ride in the park.
I do have a few tools up my sleeve; I remember in my retail days, selling fashion to female and men alike, my mangers would always tell me, "Lukey, you can sell ice to Eskimo's". I don't know if they were right, but hell-damn-darn-it I am going to find out.
I have begun the design of the front cover and I know now that I am going to settle with a yellow front. Yellow why, you ask? Well, I want it yellow because the world, which Lewis is from, is the land with the golden skies. In my mind I see gold in later editions, but lets take it one thing at a time. Yellow it will be. I have enlisted a comic book drawer to help me with a little sketch. I will reveal that in later days to come (just in case I change my mind, or the illustrator comes up with a better idea). So I will be talking with him for the first time tomorrow.
In the next coming weeks, we may have a design, so stay tuned...
My second novel "GIN" is birthing brilliantly. I love this character, he is so honest, flawed, loveable, and Australian. There is nothing like writing in your true language. I wrote Lewis for the world. But Gin is purely Australian, and I believe cocooning myself around the story of Lewis for so long has maybe made be hungry to just talk like an Aussie-bloke, rightio! The language of Gin comes from where I grew up, I only noticed how different I spoke when I moved to the other side of Melbourne, in Prahran when I was twenty-four, and I had to alter the way I spoke or I would never get a girl!
It is ironic though, because Lewis' neighbourhood is also based upon where I grew up with "Erebus" being the name of the street intersecting my own childhood street. You can take the boy out of Keilor Park, but you can't take the Keilor Park out of the boy.
KP for LIFE!