Did well for itself, too. 304% funded, several stretch goals hit. I surpassed all the metrics on the TALES FROM THE FERMI RESOLUTION Vol 1 Kickstarter, which is the proper benchmark – but I did better than I expected when matched up against the TINSEL RAIN Kickstarter. I think novel crowdfunding just does better than short story collection crowdfunding does, but I’m happy with this being in the same ballpark.
I think I also learned a few things this time about promotion, too. Every little bit helps, hey? …Anyway, now comes the work-work part: getting all of this stuff out the door. Thanks to everybody who backed; if you missed out, I’ll be setting up a Backerkit store in the next few days.
Again, thank you very much! These things are always wild rides.
Spent the day doing research in Aylesbury proper. Which is to say, I sat in a musty-smelling library, looking through records on a computer that was old enough to be my grandfather, and even flipping through physical maps. Physical! They were so old, I was terrified to even touch them. Had to be done, though. This whole area wasn’t exactly a technological wonderland even before the Mistakonic Free State rebellion, and what modern gear was here got destroyed by the rebels themselves. They just didn’t care for technology, it seemed — or a bunch of other things, very much including people.
It’s funny. I remember hearing about the rebellion when I was a kid, and I couldn’t figure out why my parents were almost… happy to hear about it. It wasn’t until later that I realized that they were happy to hear about anything bad. I guess they didn’t really believe that Reform was going to be real until then, huh?
Anyway: primitive library. Primitive library. So primitive, there was even a librarian. I guess that makes sense. I mean, physical books have to be put back after people are done with them, and what happens if they’re not put back in the right place? You’d never find anything, then.
I think it says something slightly uncomfortable about me that now I don’t just want to watch BORDERLANDS: I kind of want to try out the videogame. I even have it, although admittedly on Epic, which is a pain in the butt to download again, these days. Hrm.
I was given the very useful advice today to remind people to sign up to things like my Substack, which functions much like a mailing list and definitely does allow people to keep track of what I’m doing professionally as a writer. And my Patreon hungers for backers! So. Substack! Patreon! Both full of useful stuff!
I realized, like an idiot, that I had missed something obvious with the dates. But I can make it work.
After lunch, I went on the second part of my grand loop. The rain was done, and the sun was out; I hoped that would mean prettier countryside, if only because everything would be fresh.
It did not. Mosquitos everywhere. The old kind, too, the ones that aren’t allergic to humans. Either that, or the one that got into my car somehow was suicidal; the damned thing bit me at least a half-dozen times before I could swat it. I almost crashed the car in the process, too. The vehicles inside here have barely enough autopiloting to maintain a constant speed, and you still have to steer.
…Did I really call this place ‘inside?’ Yikes. Anyway, I decided to cut the trip short, before I ended up in a ditch full of demonically croaking frogs. I’m not exaggerating that, by the way. They really do sound the way you’d imagine devils would, if devils sang base. I’ll finish the second-second part tomorrow. I’m not really behind, if it is true that I won’t have to fight the locals to get the survey data I’ll need…