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Posting this partly because I'm an authour and always want more readers, but also so that I can pop up in a few sections besides the download center =P

 

I finished my first novel about six months ago now, and posted it for free online. If anyone's interested, I'd love some feedback on it.

 

 

Link and a brief synopsis inside:

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A proto-cyberpunk thriller set in near-future Seattle. Kara is an assassin for a dominant Seattle gang, with some unique physical attributes. Her real eye, long since lost to her, has been replaced with a mechanical upgrade that makes her unique and especially deadly. In a city beginning to decay she eliminates her targets as a loyal gun-for-hire, but after discovering that the leader of the gang – her only brother – has betrayed her, Kara’s world is shattered forever. In the rain-swept streets in the dead of night, she takes a contract for his head.

 

Drive

 

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Just now, CyborgIcarus29 said:

The synopsis is intriguing and i would like to read the novel. Can you share it again please? The link isn't working.

HOLY MUFFINS YOU POSTED HERE.

 

yeah I borked that site a long time back because I was too lazy to keep it free of spam. Wordpress sucks. I'll rehost it somewhere here soon.

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1 minute ago, Catar said:

HOLY MUFFINS YOU POSTED HERE.

 

yeah I borked that site a long time back because I was too lazy to keep it free of spam. Wordpress sucks. I'll rehost it somewhere here soon.

Haha i stumbled upon this by accident while searching for some cyberpunk related media in the forums. The synopsis ticked all the right boxes for me so i had to "necro-post" in this topic and request a link :D

That's awesome. I'm looking forward to reading it.

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26 minutes ago, CyborgIcarus29 said:

Haha i stumbled upon this by accident while searching for some cyberpunk related media in the forums. The synopsis ticked all the right boxes for me so i had to "necro-post" in this topic and request a link :D

That's awesome. I'm looking forward to reading it.

link has been added to the main post. It's just a stack of google docs now, but Google docs does have a neat trick where you can export it as an epub or a pdf for e-readers.

 

Enjoy. This is my first novel, and I've written another one already and am well into my third now. The first one here's a bit rough around the edges for sure, but I'm still happy with a lot of the content and feedback is always helpful.

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23 minutes ago, Catar said:

link has been added to the main post. It's just a stack of google docs now, but Google docs does have a neat trick where you can export it as an epub or a pdf for e-readers.

 

Enjoy. This is my first novel, and I've written another one already and am well into my third now. The first one here's a bit rough around the edges for sure, but I'm still happy with a lot of the content and feedback is always helpful.

That will do. Thanks for sharing it!

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4 hours ago, 21century said:

how much time did you spend on writing this book 

just curious 

It took me about two years to write this one, though I was writing very on-and-off and months would go by without me even looking at it.

 

My second novel was completed in about three months, and is slightly longer than this one. My third novel is currently in progress, at nearly double the length of either of these (currently ~170,000 words, will probably end up being about 250,000 or so) and has taken about a year so far.

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Why don't you self publish them? Amazon got this service were you can publish your own book/novel for free and receive earnings.

Nothing to lose at your end.

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Just now, emjay911 said:

Why don't you self publish them? Amazon got this service.

To really be successful in self-publishing, you've gotta actually do things like social media and whatnot. That just sounds exhausting to me. I might look into it more eventually, but I want to try for a traditional publisher first.

 

also I want to actually have something I think is worth publishing first. I need to put a good deal more polish on the second novel before it's ready, and the first novel would probably need to be re-written from scratch.

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2 hours ago, Catar said:

To really be successful in self-publishing, you've gotta actually do things like social media and whatnot. That just sounds exhausting to me. I might look into it more eventually, but I want to try for a traditional publisher first.

 

also I want to actually have something I think is worth publishing first. I need to put a good deal more polish on the second novel before it's ready, and the first novel would probably need to be re-written from scratch.

no i don't think First one need a re write you just need more polish :byebye: 

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