Some reports come from me as the Author Ascendant; this is a report from the Swamp Thing.
On normal weeks, I like to write a thoughtful post about something that's caught my attention or is part of a series, on Wednesdays. I think of it as my "main" post of the week.
This has not been a normal week.

Becoming a Swamp Thing
The past two days have felt like wading through a metaphorical swamp. In the fullness of time, this'll be "old hat." I keep clinging to that thought. But anyone who's gone through the process of bringing a book into published form knows how much fun the "maiden voyage" is (not).
It seems like I've been dragging my dinghy full of dreams through muddy waters and masses of mangroves. As if I've waded through waist-deep bayous of online forms that ask arcane questions, the like of which I've never had to answer before.

I've striven to raise coherent, properly-formatted graphics up out of the muck of previous musings and hastily-jotted notes. I've fended off biting swarms of glitches, frozen forms, and rebooted programs. And I've beaten back time-sucking leeches of error messages that come with opaque reasons that offer little insight about how to address the flagged problem.

Now, don't get me wrong. Swamps and wetlands are really valuable, essential ecosystems. Far from being "wastelands," they are among the most vitally important natural places to preserve. But your average human is generally at a disadvantage in that terrain.
Evolving to Thrive in the Self-Publishing Swamp
We bipedal land-mammals would navigate them better if we really were Swamp Things. It is my aspiration to someday be a publishing-website "Swamp Thing," who floats past the flotsam and parses the particulars with ease. But in this report from the Swamp Thing, I'm still wearing my swim fins.

All joking and metaphor aside, however, I've finally made it to the point where I'm hovering on the brink of offering What's Bred in the Bone for pre-sale and Advance Reader Copies. Stand by. There will be another report from the Swamp Thing soon! (Even if I'm still just starting to grow my gills).
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Many, many thanks to Forrestjunky and Wikimedia, for the right to use (and in my case crop) the photo of Colakreek in Suriname. I also appreciate New 99.1 Country from Ft. Collins, CO, for the photo and story about the Riverlands Dinghy Derby--oh, what a "hold my beer and watch this," moment that race must be. And finally, I deeply appreciate photographer Lamiot. and Wikipedia, for the permission to share a photo of some of the Kannur District's mangroves. As noted in the caption, The cover artwork is © 2019 by Jody A. Lee. The rest of the design and art direction is all my fault.
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