I spent November deep in National Novel Writing Month, and "won" it by completing a novel rough draft: 67,515 words in 26 days. So, I'm ready to publish, right?
Not even a little.
No, there's a reason why they call it a rough draft. Revisions, edits, polishing--the process will go on for weeks. When it's absolutely perfect, I'll hand it over to my wife/editor Emily, who'll find all the mistakes I missed. Then I'll edit and polish it again. Then (unless I decide to self-publish) I'll send it out, either to literary agents if I don't have one by then, or directly to publishers.
If the very first publisher I query buys it, you'd see my new book online and hopefully at your local book store ... in about a year and a half, more likely two. And the fun part is, it's very unlikely for the first submission to be successful.
One author's first novel was rejected thirty times before a publisher finally took a chance Stephen King's Carrie.
So no part of this story will be seen for a very long time ... except by you. My entertainment for you this time is part of the first scene of the book, which except for the first few lines has been seen by no one else at all. I haven't titled it, and it might be fun for you to guess what it's about based on a few clues in this segment (you may already know, since I mentioned it in my blog). Its genre? Well, it's kind of a mutt: mystery, adventure, fantasy, and a bit of a heist story, all rolled up. Let me know if you like it!