It’s been seven hours and fifteen days since I sold my sanity…
No. It’s been ten years. Ten years since I embarked on this being-a-writer journey. Ten years since I uploaded my first ever book on a forum full of other aspiring writers, expecting to be torn apart. I found support instead, helpful critique, and friends.
That first book was Ratpaths, a story the main character of which had been haunting me since I was about 14 years old. It took me one and a half decades to come up with a decent story for him, and a few more years to whittle that story into something credible, translate it into English, whittle some more, and finally publish it.
I thought that would be all. I would never write another book.
That didn’t work out as expected either.
Either way, I thought maybe I should, if not exactly celebrate, then at least note it somehow, which is why I made this. My first book, and its sequels, in one combined edition. I priced it so that you’ll pay for the complete trilogy what you’d under normal circumstances, i.e. if you bought each book on its own, would pay for two of them. Sort of a buy two, get the third for free. No strings attached.
That’s all, happy Easter or whatever you choose to celebrate.
Edit: What I completely forgot to mention is, I of course seized the opportunity to revisit those old books and fix the formatting issues people spent the past years notifying me of and which I kept ignoring because there was always something more interesting to do… Sorry not entirely sorry.