It’s also here, even though I have no garden to speak of. 1 surviving, real plant, 1 deceased one I still have to return to nature, and an artificial one make up my wealth of indoor garden.
Still I celebrate Naked Gardening Day. By writing in the nude.
All through the year I cultivate the words and sentences that make the ingredients of my garden. I treasure the soil of my mind in which these words and sentences will take root.
On Naked Gardening Day I am paying extra attention to them. I look at them and see what will grow from them. These are the stems, the flowers, that will turn into paragraphs, chapters, stories, and finally into books.
Over at MeWe someone asked when Naked Crow 7 would come out. I had to disappoint him.
The kind person in question responded to my cheerful outburst that I had added over 900 words to the story that day, which sounds like a lot. Considering that an average Naked Crow story consists of around 70,000 words, 900 words isn’t much, but it adds a nice amount, certainly.
There was a problem with this story. With all my best intentions I started writing, adding some sub-stories to it. After some 25,000 words I discovered that the start of one of the sub-lines in the story wasn’t touched any more. It had nothing to add to the story, so I had to go back and rip that out. Which meant there was a hole in the story that I had to fill up. In order to do so I had to rip out more bits and pieces.
In the end 18,000 words remained, setting me back quite a bit. Yes, I slaughtered some 7,000 words. And they need to be added in order to get the story up to where it was before I started the massacre. But the book will be better for it!
So what’s the surprise?
No, it’s not Naked Crow 8 yet, sorry. 😉
Instead I’m working on two more stories. One is a science fiction-ish book about Henry and Hannah who get thrown into a strange situation. I already know what the cover of this book will look like, which is remarkable. Usually I know this by the time I reach the last chapter.
Yes, the new sci-fi has to do with a nude beach…
The other book is about Emma Nelson who starts off as a cook in a university kitchen. Her life undergoes an odd change when something happens. I have the ‘something’ written but I feel I have to change that. A lot. Plenty of options have already come up for that. This story is an urban fantasy, which means that fantasy and real world will mix.
Hmm, in that light, the book about Henry and Hannah will be an urban science fiction. Gosh… I had to look that up and it turns out that more people came up with that. Have a look at goodreads. Of course those aren’t naturist urban science fiction books! 😀
Well, I hope you like this update on what I’m doing at the moment. I’ll try and keep in touch a bit more frequently.
Coming week I’ll be off for a while, on a short trip to the Canary Islands, for some sunshine and relaxing. My work situation is somewhat unstable at the moment so I need to get away from it all. It will also help me figure out a few story-related things, I’m convinced.
Writing versus love. This is where Queen and I don’t go in the same direction. Their crazy little thing’s called love, mine’s called writing.
In a galaxy far, far away I started writing Naked Crow 7. I knew what it would be about, figured out some of the extra story-lines and set off towards the distant planet of Arrakis, because the spice must flow. Anyone familiar with the Dune-books by Frank Herbert knows what I am talking about.
Unfortunately, by the time I got to chapter 11 I began having some doubts. Was this spice or just some cheap cinnamon knock-off?
After writing some more, it became more and more clear to me that the basic idea of Naked Crow 7 was good, but that something was off. It was as if C3P0 and R2D2 had travelled to the Dune world and were fighting Sand Worms, instead of the Fremen of Arrakis handling that job (as depicted here to your and my right).
Come in chapter 12 of Naked Crow 7. The feeling of “nope” had taken on the size of an actual Sand Worm by now, so I decided to trace back through the story, locate which wormhole (no, not a Sand Worm Hole!) had opened and from where that was leaking oddities and inconsistencies. As I went back further I got other ideas for the story. Better ideas. Ideas that… well… more or less made is clear that everything I’d written before the third paragraph in the first chapter was still okay…
So this is where the other bits of text ended.
In the bucket.
91 pages of writing gone poof.
But not to worry: they will be replaced by 91 (and more) pages that do work.
Sometimes it happens that a bit of text is scrapped. Sometimes it’s a big bit. Like this. But I would rather rewrite the whole shebang than present you with an inferior story that’s not even consistent everywhere.
I can’t believe it almost took me a year to get this book done. Mirror Earth 3 is finally becoming a reality.
So what was the delay?
Numerous things, as usual in modern life. A new job, problems with my Dad and his health (he’s 94 and his mind is slipping away rapidly), to mention just a few. Also keeping the story line intact, and keeping all the characters, places and facts from the previous books in place took up a lot of time. Not to mention the corners I wrote myself into and had to find a way out of (through imagination and rewriting complete chapters…)
But now it’s done, edited and I’m working on creating the actual files that become books. Making the e-book is the least effort so that will be done and available quite soon, perhaps even at the end of the week. Let’s hope so, because I know many of you are waiting for that one. And truth be told: so am I!
So now it’s about time that I divulge the proper title of the book and show you the cover that I designed for it. Oh – the cover. That was quite the trip also. Can you believe how difficult it can be to find good images for a cover? By which I mean images that aren’t only good-looking but that you can actually get permission for to use? Remember, not everything that is out on the internet is yours for the grab-and-use. There are things like copyright to remember.
Mirror Earth Network.
There you have it. That’s the title of the third Mirror Earth book. And here is the cover:
I’m proud of it. It shows so much of the story. At this point I already want to thank Will Forest for his help in making this book better through his edits and tips, Andy Golub for allowing me to use one of his bodypaint images on the cover, and Maurice “Mo” Smith for the same.
And thank you, everyone out there waiting, for your patience. Rushing a project like this is never going to make anything better.
I’ll do what I can to (at least) get the e-books out soonest. Paperbacks always require a little more work…
♦ Of course there’s Mirror Earth 3. That book is making things difficult for me but that’s okay. For me anyway. I’m sorry you have to wait for it for so long. At the moment I have 210 pages written so there is some progress.
♦ Then there’s Naked Crow 7. That one gave me a headache for quite a while. I knew a few basic things that I wanted to have in that story but tying it all together into something comprehensible and interesting was an entirely different thing. It’s slowly coming off the ground now, though, which is a good thing.
♦ And then there’s a surprising, strange thing. I started writing a new science fiction. I had no plan to make that naturist based but somehow it morphed into that. It’s fascinating to see that happen, let me tell you. The strangeness doesn’t end there: as I had the initial idea for the story I started writing it on my phone. A day later I found out that the book “50 shades of grey” was written on a phone as well so I took up the challenge. I am writing this entire story on my phone. So far I’m 11 chapters in and it looks promising! This story is entirely different from the Mirror Earth books or from Nude in Space. It’s something that might happen in the present. Something peculiar is that I already have a fair idea what the cover of the book will look like, which is quite new for me. Usually I start worrying about that when a story’s mostly finished. Oh – before you think it’s about UFOs… close but no cigar. Yet. And this image won’t be the cover. 😉
I really hope I can get at least two of those books ready and published for you all in 2018.
Let’s see what comes out of those good intentions. I wish all of you a great new year with lots of nude opportunities!
I have this habit of not sending Christmas cards to people.
Instead I pick a charity and donate money to it. Each year I select a different charity. This year it was the Dutch foundation for rheumatism research. I know people with that disease and it’s bad. Painful. I admire people who keep up their good spirits despite being in pain (almost) every day.
This is why I signed up for a 21 km / 13 mile walk along the coast, combined with a fund raiser. This is going to happen on January 27th 2018. No matter the weather.
For that I have also decided that for each of my books that people buy between January 1st and January 27th, I will donate €1 of the royalties to that cause.
No, this will not be a nude walk
I can imagine that people might think this but in January over here it’s not nice and warm. It’s also not legal to walk along the beach in the nude. Two good reasons to wear clothes, trust me.
Not everything a naturist does can or will be done in a naturist fashion but believe me that it’s done with a naturist heart. And one that cares for other people. People with illnesses and disabilities. That’s why I will do this long walk.
I understand that not everyone is able to donate money for something like that (even more silly: the website only accepts donations through Dutch banks, which is a bit odd). However, if you like to read, please buy one or more of my books in the period of January 1 – 27 and you will be supporting my cause.
If you are in the Netherlands and you want to sponsor me, please visit the action page I set up for this.
Exactly that. Last month I participated in “Nanowrimo” (NAtional NOvel WRIting MOnth). A mad race against yourself to write a novel in a month. I love challenges like that. Note that I didn’t write a naturist novel, my alter ego (ehem) writes more mainstream fantasy and science fiction.
In doing so (I almost wrote 300 pages) I lost track of where I was going in the chapter I was writing for Mirror Earth 3. Sarah (you’ll need to know Mirror Earth and Mirror Earth 2 to know who Sarah is) was going to do something. When I got back to the scene after November I stared at the words and my mind went ‘all righty then… what were you going to do here?’
This means that I still dislike my mind because I have no answer for it.
The scene was well over one page already but no matter how long I looked at it, read it, thought about it… nothing popped up. Well bugger, as they say in England. I trashed the scene, read back to where things were still making sense and sat down to compose a completely new twist to the chapter.
It’s not the first time.
I’ve had this happen before because I’ve done Nanowrimo more than once. That doesn’t mean I’m getting used to it. Each time I promise myself to be more careful and to take better notes on where I’m going with a scene, and each time I fall into the same pit.
You’d think I’d have learnt after 7 years, right? Well, wrong. Next time though. I’m sure. I think. 😀
The good thing about happenings like this is that the new scene usually is better than the one that I discarded. So far it looks like it. I threw out 400 words and I have regenerated 300 fresh ones yesterday. Words that make someone freak out (in chapter 31) over…. oh, wait, I shouldn’t divulge that.
I’ll get back to Mirror Earth 3 today. And to Naked Crow 7, another story I lost touch with, but that hasn’t grown large yet. I can pick that up again after browsing the last few chapters. I just need to figure out who got shot there, and how many people. (Yes, there is some actual shooting of people happening in Naked Crow 7. Trust me. I’ve made / will make it happen.)
Accidentally I stumbled upon this review of my first historical naturist novel, The Unsworth Manor Nudes.
“P.Z. Walker consistently weaves durable, engaging story lines into his finely developed books. This was especially delightful and fun as we follow this British family discovered the wholesome joy of nudism while in Germany and transported it to England in a wonderfully unfolding story that captured the early 1900s. It captures so well the social constraints of the time. May he continued to hold body freedom in yet more historical novels. This is a winner.”
I’m looking for disabled nudists. I would like to ask you a few questions. Don’t worry, this is not for something bad or lewd; I am researching for the next “Naked Crow” book. For that I need your experiences, your opinions, your views and desires.