I am Aniko, author of the forthcoming novel, STOLEN CLIMATES.
I never planned to write a novel.
In fact, I was thirty pages into a writing exercise when I finally admitted I’d stumbled upon something much, much bigger than a short story. Imagine : It was a cold day, and I was crossing a frozen field. I tripped over something, and my thirty pages flung out into the cold like fibrous snowflakes from an unnatural paper mill of a thunderhead. As I gathered the pages, I discovered that the something was really part of a humongous, mostly buried skeleton. A skeleton that I, all by myself, was responsible for unearthing and reassembling. A skeleton upon which I was the one who was to hang meaning. How fortunate that I had my coat, a pickax, and an endless supply of coffee!
STOLEN CLIMATES is my first novel. It took me two years of pre-dawn writing to complete. I hacked that skeleton out of the ice, pulled that mammoth of a find into the light, but it is not mine.
It is yours.
That is part of the reason for this blog: to let you know the story is ready to unsettle you, ready to gross you out, ready to make you wonder. I have decided that I will not be taking the traditional publication route. This doesn’t mean I intend to release a shitty simulacrum of a ‘real’ novel. I owe it to the story and her readers to produce a quality book. As I make my maiden voyage as an indie publisher, I will report back here. I appreciate any feedback you have, so please leave comments. If comments aren’t your thing, you can send coffee; I take mine with honey and whole milk.