So, for those of you who got accustomed to my mostly-weekly writing updates, you probably wondered what happened.
“Didn’t that Eric joker say something about an urban fantasy? Where are the updates?!”
It
turns out that I’m not the only writer in my family tree. I mean, yeah,
every family tree has amateur authors and the like, but it’s a bit more
serious in my family. I’ve got two aunts who have written books
that, in my humble opinion, were publishable at the last drafts I read.
One is a Civil War-era novel, and the other is a non-fiction memoir
about a real-life boat trip down the Amazon River. Yet, even before all
of that, there was my great grandmother, who published two memoirs about
her life in the same rural neck of the woods where I grew up. If memory
serves, I even read a much-battered copy of one of her books I found
hiding on a bookshelf as a teenager. Yes, the writerly instincts run
deep in my bloodline.
This is where things get interesting.
Earlier this year, my great aunt was going through some things of my
great grandmother's and ran across a typed manuscript. Not shocking for
someone who wrote two books, except this manuscript wasn’t a leftover
copy of either of those published tomes. It was a completely new book
that exactly nobody in the entire family knew existed. Given that my
great-grandmother died in 1996, this was a shock to everyone. The
manuscript made the rounds and the decision was made to publish it. This
is where I come into the story.
My mother used some piece of
technology to convert those typewritten pages into digital files. The
book was written in 1977, so there were no native digital files. Then,
she passed the files along to me. The idea was that I would format them
for print and digital publication via the almighty ‘Zon or Amazon for
those who don’t appreciate my shorthand for our digital overlords. It
sounded simple enough on the surface, or so I thought. When the files
came to me, they were in RTF format. RTF is a perfectly serviceable file
format, but it’s not Amazon’s favorite thing. So, I made the decision
that I would convert them over to Word files and work from there.
Little did I realize what an undertaking that would become.
For
one, whatever process converted those original typewritten pages into
RTF files didn’t generate them with consistent formatting. Some of the
files were single space. Some were double space. Some used single and
double spacing. Some of the files had hard returns at the end of
paragraphs, some of them didn’t. Some of them used widow and orphan
control and some of them didn’t. Even the font and font size varied from chapter to chapter. Thus began an extended process of
manually formatting those chapters, sometimes by page, sometimes by
paragraph, and sometimes by individual line. It took a goodly while just
to get the files to a point where each chapter had extremely basic, but
consistent formatting across the entire book.
Then, I got to take
those files and begin the process of formatting them all over again.
One version for print publication and one for Kindle. Don’t kid yourself
into thinking you can use one version for both. You can’t. Even with
the consistent basic formatting I had in place, there were still hours
and hours of manual formatting to get the print version ready to go. Why
the print version first? I come from a family of people who like dead
tree editions. Hell, I’m a person who likes dead tree editions. I use a Kindle because it’s convenient and usually less expensive, not because I
find it preferable. Plus, my great aunt is 90+ years old. If she was
going to see a copy of this, it was going to be a print copy. So, print
is where I started. Once I got that version finalized, included a few
cool vintage images right in the middle of the book like they used to do
for all the non-fiction books that included pictures, I got it
uploaded. Then, because I’m the publisher of record, I had to take on
the role of fulfillment agent for author copies to be delivered to
family and an interested historical society.
I finally got those
details squared away and so began the work on the Kindle edition. Kindle
Create helps a lot with converting text-based files into Kindle-ready
eBooks. It’s monumentally less helpful if you want to include images in
your eBook. To be fair, Kindle eBooks are not a natural medium for
images, which is likely why the image tools in the Kindle Create
software are virtually non-existent. For the record, I’m still not happy
with how those images look in the Kindle edition. But…but, you have to
declare the book done at some point, so I eventually did that.
So,
all of that was a very, very long-winded explanation of why there
haven’t been any Eric’s Writing Update posts. The time I would have
devoted to writing got siphoned away for this project. I’m not sad about
that either. The book is a memoir about my great grandmother’s time as a
teacher in one-room schoolhouses in rural New York in the early 20th
century. It picks up in the mid-teens and covers the time of the First
World War and the 1918 Influenza among other things. I found it a
fascinating look at the time period through the lens of rural farming
communities. It was like a snapshot of a culture that’s almost alien to
contemporary sensibilities in terms of social expectations and the norms
of education. It was also a little piece of family history I didn’t
know that much about. Time well spent, I think, even if all that
formatting did suck so very mightily.
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Eric Dontigney is the author of the highly regarded novel, THE MIDNIGHT GROUND, as well as the Samuel Branch urban fantasy series and the short story collection, Contingency Jones: The Complete Season One.
Raised in Western New York, he currently resides near Dayton, OH. You
can find him haunting obscure sections of libraries, in Chinese
restaurants or occasionally online at ericdontigney.com.
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