I won't release my debut novel, The Guitarist, without thanking the bands and musicians who furnished the playlist making the book possible. Thank you all so much!
First, the bands: Def Leppard, Foreigner, Winger, LoNero, Flying Colors, Black Star Riders, and Liquid Tension Experiment. Your lyrics inspired me, your music kept me motivated.
Next are the instrumental guitarists whose dulcet tones feed my soul daily: Eric Johnson, Joe Satriani, Jeff Beck, John Petrucci, Sean Ashe, Steve Vai, Elliot Holden, Neal Schon, Steve Morse, Vinnie Moore, Marty Friedman, Paul Gilbert, Ron "Bumblefoot" Thal, Tony MacAlpine, Buckethead, and last, but not nearly least, is Andy Timmons. Ahh, Andy Timmons, my ear and heart were yours in thirty seconds or less.
I also raise my well-used coffee mug to the music streaming service, Pandora and my personalized Neal Schon Station, without whom I might not ever have heard some of these artists. Bravo Pandora.
Man, have I got a lot to learn! It's comical, I swear. If all an author had to do was write, there would be way more books out there. This website building was meant for more analytical souls than I, and more tech-savvy, that's for sure. Will I ever get it? That's not so certain. All I can do is laugh at myself or else I'll cry. Hahaha!!
So I drench my doubt in caffeinated iced tea and soldier on. Facebook friends post affirmations that convince me I can do this, I just need to put in the work. The time. Get the hell off Facebook, right? Today is one of the good days regardless of my website-building learning curve.
And I am making progress with the latest draft of The Guitarist. I have cut another five thousand words and five characters from the manuscript which seems miniscule, considering I should cut another eight thousand words to make it a standard "first-novel length." But the first draft was one-hundred, forty-nine thousand words...