half way home
I’ve been out of the blogging habit, and deep in writing and moving habits, and just realized that I’ve failed to even announce here several recent milestones of note.
First, Beacon Press and I have agreed on a title—Opportunity, Montana: Big Copper, Bad Water, and the Burial of an American Landscape—at close to the last minute and after months of failing to find the sub that fit just right.
Second, we’ve agreed—at least tentatively, until I chicken out and reshoot—on an author photo for the jacket flap. That’s it at right. It was shot by Missoula’s incredibly capable Chad Harder, who made the most of a difficult subject, if you ask me.
And third, tomorrow marks the one-week anniversary of me having turned in the first complete draft of the book to my editor, Alexis Rizzuto, who until then had seen nothing but the 9,000-word sample that accompanied the proposal a little over a year ago. It’s 95,000 words and change right now—about 10,000 more than we’d agreed on. There will be blood. The patient should survive.
So it’s out of my hands, for the moment, and I don’t expect to see it again until late May, at which point I anticipate entering a month-long black hole of rewrites and revisions, leading to another period during which I will sit on my hands and hope for the best and kind of half-heartedly look for sustaining meantime work.
It’s scheduled for publication in spring of 2013, and I know at least the outline of a few more things about it now. It will have a respectable first printing in hardback of close t0 10,000 copies, will run approximately 250 pages in that format, and will sell for approximately $25.95 retail, though who the hell pays full retail for books anymore, anywhere?
You know who? Me. I am damned well going to walk into the biggest damn bookstore I can find—at least one of them—and buy as many copies as they have at full price to give away as gifts, just to force them to re-order, and just because I can.