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2024 in Review, 2025 Goals!
The Jaguar Kept Going, and is Going Still!
January 07, 2025

My habit of long-standing is to spend New Year's Day doing a little of all the things I hope to do over the coming year, and this was derailed by a two-day fever and subsequent recuperation period. In retrospect, there's nothing wrong with “spend 2025 recovering” as my theme for 2025 when I consider the stressors that have lately entered my life. I am going to run with that, thus, and say that I aim to spend 2025 recovering, waking up... and flourishing!

But first! I want to look back at what I managed in 2024. Several of you are going to take immediate issue with this characterization: 'if this is managing, then you are putting many people to shame!' And I thank you all for your protectiveness and charity. But in this case, I should be clear... as the sole income in the household, I should be releasing at least four books a year, if not more, so falling down on that metric makes all the rest of them immaterial. But it's because I fell down on that metric that I did so much wild experimentation in 2024, in hopes of finding a way to make my income depend less heavily on how fast I'm releasing (more on that later).

First, a round-up!

Art

Despite multiple constraints, I finished art this year, including a few large paintings (the Everglades Unicorn, and covers for the Qora novel and Bryer's novelette), and lots of small, tactical pieces, either painted (like the stickers for the Qora kickstarter, and the void cat stickers), or using markers. I didn't sketch as much as I planned, but I kept moving, which is the important part! And I also fixed one of the major issues with my ability to do art by getting new glasses, which is already paying dividends. I anticipate more artwork in 2025, but here's the list of the majors from 2024:

  • Cover for Qora Novel
  • Orange Cat
  • Everglades Unicorn
  • Kitty Kimono
  • Magnolia Mother
  • Void Cat
  • Stray Cats
  • Third Fireborn
  • Dancing Faulfenzair
  • Qora Wallpaper
  • Harrier’s Choice cover
  • Kat Redraw
  • Qora Dancing Frontispiece
  • Completionist Badge

Writing

“Just keep moving” was also my motto for writing in 2024, because I embarked on two complicated projects that required a lot of backstory and continuity research (the two Peltedverse books). Qora's novel in particular took me nearly 5 months of note-taking and researching, and I still made errors! (If you haven't noticed them, I'm not going to point them out!). So I only finished two novels. I did however start a third (the gamelit I am serializing on the patron platforms) and got over halfway through it. And to keep my hand in, I wrote four short stories and one novelette. I placed all four of those shorts with editors, along with an additional five short stories that were either trunked or reprints. I don't usually do sales to presses anymore, but I wanted to meet some new people and enjoy the burgeoning community dedicated to pulpier entertainment. Importantly, it was fun! I needed to remember that the art can be fun. As much as I love and believe in the novels I'm writing right now, the pressure to get them right, and the number of ways I can get them wrong, has made them more stressful than enjoyable. (I have enjoyed reading them once they were done, though, so even that stress had compensations.)

Here's the list from 2024:

  • Serial – gamelit
  • FireBorn’s Legacy
  • An Exile Amid Stars
  • Short – Sister Prissa’s Philters
  • Short – Tapa’s Adventure
  • Short – Black Hat
  • Short – Hate That Guy
  • Novelette – Harrier’s Choice
  • Anthology sales: 8 (9 if you count Brim to Dregs, sold in December, out in January)

Experiments

Now we get to the wild category, the Experimental things!

I ran five Kickstarters (four of them in a row, one per month!), just to see if it could be done and whether it was worth doing. The answers to that were 'it can be' and 'it's not particularly profitable but it was fun.' Useful data! I also have enough information to update my Kickstarter book, so that project's currently in progress.

I designed and prototyped my first special edition hardcover, which was excitingI'm definitely doing more of those, and having the option feels very luxurious. Having a hardcover with foil stamping and ribbon and custom endpapers was a bucket list item for me, so checking it off was deeply satisfying. This was definitely one of the highlights of the year for me. Even better, art books have now opened up as an option!

Also in 2024, taking me nearly five months, I built and launched my direct sale shop... which is not a minor endeavor when you have some 70+ books in multiple formats to upload, tag, and connect to various on-demand-fulfillment arms. I learned a tremendous amount doing this (and probably have accidentally acquired an entirely new set of marketable skills, if I wanted to sell them). None of which is as important as the confidence it's given me about weathering any ups-and-downs in the retail sphere. I used to feel a lot more beholden to Amazon and other retailers; while it would be a hit to lose them, I no longer panic at the thought.

After talking about it for most of a year I finally started my Peradventure game beta in December, and that's in progress nowthank you, playtesters! I am taking a ton of notes on what's working and what's not. This first campaign is definitely less play and more discussion of how to play, but that's all to the good.

My last experiment of 2024 was to return to the con circuit, which I did as gently as possible by visiting the nearest relaxacon, NecronomiCon. Though one of the hurricanes seriously depressed attendance, it was still lovely to go and meet (and re-meet!) people, and to test my new author table set-up and sales hardware (also connected to Shopify).

 

Peering Forward

So that was 2024. To address 2025, you'll see why I ended 2024 with the Experimental section. Because my goal in 2025 is to increase my income dramatically, and I'm not going to grow it by doing the same things I've always done. Writing fasterall right, yes. I'd like to. But the books I've got on the docket need me to slow down to get them right, not speed up to get them out. (That would be the culmination of the Peltedverse story arcs; and even things like Kherishdar want immersion, not speed.) So I'm trying to find new ways to reach people, and my plan is something like this:

More Local and In-Person: I rarely do in-person events, which is odd because I like people and enjoy meeting and listening to them. This year I'm going to try expanding into the mall, which has a flea-market-like store that rents space to local vendors. I've rented a shelving unit for my books and I'm going to see if I can get more of a reputation as a local author. (I'd also be looking into doing this in the local bookstores but we no longer have any. The nearest bookstore is now 40 minutes away.) I also want to do more cons; I'm going to go to NecronomiCon again (that's in Florida in autumn), and this year, I should also be attending LibertyCon in Tennessee in the summer. Finally, there's a local coffee shop that just opened and I'm going to see if I can become a fixture there; I have, in the past, made a surprising number of sales via coffee shop interactions.

More Direct Sales and Interaction: I have built out the fiction part of my shop pretty well. I'd like to expand into artwork, merchandise, and more exclusive itemsbehind the scenes downloads, audio, whatever seems good to us all. Someone has also asked me to consider offering a direct subscription option to replace locals/patreon, so I've got that on my list to investigate. I also want to up the focus on interaction with me and other fans as part of what's fun about being invested in my work. The Discord has been growing well, with multiple read-alongs and good conversations now typical... and Peradventure is my other experiment there, because I really want to do the thousand players-to-one-GM game model and see where it goes! Peradventure is also part of the groundwork for fanwork of the kind I was previously leery of allowing... increasingly, though, I'm confident that there are enough people who care about getting it right that I can start to map out ground rules that will prevent legal and social problems. And I'd like to do more mentoring, and being senior editor for something like a themed anthology would be one way to embark on that. (Teaching is, come to think of it, another thing I'd like to do more often. We'll see if any opportunities arise there.)

More Preorders: This is a minor note, but a big bullet point in my list, because it was shocking to me how effective preorders are. Like “double the amount of sales, even if the preorder period is only a month long” effective. I don't yet have the data to tell if these sales are from people who would have forgotten to buy the book at all, or if it's just capturing sales that would have happened later when someone remembered to pick the book up, but I'd like to know! Also because planning releases gives me better control over when my revenue shows up. So, expect more warning about when things are coming out.

Get the Art Out There: Related to revenue showing up, I've let my art lie around too long. I'd like to get more things out there for it, like Best of Sketchbook Retrospective volumes and themed art books. You can only sell someone so many prints or originals before they run out of wallspace. I want to explore different ways to get my art into people's hands.

And yes, of course, I'm going to write! I have three books planned for next year: the gamelit, Surela's third and final novel, and Reese's short story collection (with concomitant Kickstarter). I'm going to leave it at that, though, because it's going to be a busy Mom year (probably one of the most momentous since Jaguar Child was born!) and everything is going to take backseat to getting that right. But I'm hoping to get partway into a fourth book.

To sum up, in 2025 I hope to chase down new ways of generating income while not failing to keep the old one (writing novels!) going. Some of those ideas will involve manifesting dreams I had always hoped for, like the fancy art books, and having books in the mall! So I'm excited about the new ways I might end up succeeding, or falling flat on my face, because I'm going to be learning and trying new things. And I feel like it's a good sign that I am excited about all this, rather than exhausted at the mere contemplation of it. Because, as I mentioned back in the beginning, I spent the first days of 2024 recovering from illness, and I am already feeling like 2025 will be the year I start rising, phoenix-like, from my slump. It shall be so!

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I was in a fine mood that evening, when I followed the scent of roasted meat to the cheldzan, the only building large enough for both clans to congregate… and even then, a handful of people had spilled from its entrance onto the road, where a second stewpot was sending delectable scents toward the lavender sky. I stopped beside it to receive a bowl and a flatbread scoop and wandered among the Jokka, listening to various conversations. A good half of the people there were eperu, which surprised me; somehow I thought of the third sex as the least populous. If I asked Winoña, would I discover that she’d counted all the sexes in the clans she’d met? I smiled.

The Jokka of Clan Edla recognized me, and wanted to talk—about injuries and sickness, yes, but also about recoveries and births—so the sky had set out stars before I finally made my way to the back of the cheldzan, where I found Daridil, Seper, and Koish in consultation. The lore-knower of Clan Edla, a spindly eperu named Dlona, made up the fourth in their discussion, and Winoña was listening behind the counter, wiping bowls.

“We are blessed here,” Daridil said. “Game is plentiful… the forest gives both fish and beasts, and water is for the taking. I once questioned the wisdom of staying, but the gods have made their will clear.”

“There’s enough for your clan,” Koish allowed. “I fear what would happen if we overburdened the area. The stories say that when we linger, we use up the sap of the land.”

“That won’t happen here,” Seper said. “We will be good stewards.”

“Do you even know what that will entail?” Koish said. “If you have too many mouths to feed….”

“Then, we find another way,” Daridil said.

“Probably by selling our excess members to clans who are failing,” Seper said briskly. “You know as well as we do, ke Koish, that many clans are hurting for labor and breeders. Particularly breeders. The nomadic ways are hard on us.”

Behind Koish, Dlona murmured, “Ke Seper has this right.”

Joining them, I said, “Are you trying to talk them into staying?” I smiled at Koish. “You know they have to make their argument.”

“They’re eloquent,” Koish said. “And if it were up to the clan, I’d probably have to move into that empty building tomorrow. But I have to do what’s right for them, whether it’s popular or not. And I’m not convinced. Although, I’ve heard something about a shrine?”

Daridil’s ears pricked. “Yes. To honor the gods and thank them for the gift of this place.”

“You can’t buy the favor of the gods,” Dlona said.

“Of course not,” Daridil said. “One honors the gods, one does not bribe them.”

“I like the idea.” Koish leaned over the counter and plunked his clay cup on it. “Give me a refill, ke anadi, and then Daridil and I will go talk. About fate and food, among other things.”

Winoña chuckled and filled the cup from a leather bag. “And so much useful discussion will be had after your… third, I believe? Cup of this?”

Koish snorted. “I brew my own spirits, ke Winoña. Your mild-tempered spirits will have to work harder to cloud my thoughts.” Raising his new serving, he gestured toward the door. “Daridil?”

“With you, ke emodo.”

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The eperu eyed me, dour. “Everything under the sun and stars is trouble. It’s just a matter of how it arrives.”

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The other eperu grinned, showing blunted teeth. “Is it round?”

Seper laughed. “Yes, like in the stories. As you could probably tell me.” It canted its head. “You can tell me, can’t you? Nudet lost its lore-knower before it could pass on all that it knew to me….”

“We should write those things down from now on,” Winoña interrupted, earning stares from all of us. “We can,” she said. “We don’t need to be limited to tallies on knots, which makes sense for roving clans that can’t store anything permanently. We have space here to keep records. We should keep records.”

“On what, though?” Dlona asked, frowning… but not objecting. Thinking, from its expression.

“Leaves?” Seper said. “Bark, maybe?”

“The stories speak of clay tablets….” Dlona plucked at its braided arm ruffs, as if counting knots on a tally blanket. "They also speak of paper, but not how it was made.”

“Clay we have in plenty,” Seper said.

“We should make clay tablets, then,” Winoña said. “So that what happened to Nudet doesn’t happen again.”

Seper’s grin had a challenging air. “And will you have us carve you out a new cavern to keep these clay tablets in?”

“Why not?” Her chin rose. “I already have to keep records to run a cheldzan and a storeroom. Or haven’t you noticed me using paint on the walls for it?”

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Seper chuckled. “Have her show you, Kediil. Dlona, if you like? We’ll make the way easy for ke Koish.”

“By all means, introduce me. You’ve hired some new eperu since Clan Edla came through last.”

They departed, leaving me with a spinning head. “That is what it looks like, isn’t it? Koish doesn’t think he’s made a decision, but he has.” I thought of his concerns. “Or maybe he’s just saying what we want to hear?”

“I doubt it.”

Did he even know he’d changed his mind? I rubbed my brow. “Do things always happen that quickly?”

“When they do,” Winoña said, “it’s usually because the conditions favorable to those changes were already developing, unseen.” She threaded her fingers together and rested her chin on them, smiling up at me. “You have that look again, like I’ve said something you didn’t expect and you admire me for it.”

“And if I said… yes… would you be disappointed?”

She giggled. “No! I want you to look at me like that all the time! Come here behind the counter, I’ll teach you to serve drinks.”

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“No, which means we’ll have plenty of time to enjoy one another’s company.” She glanced past me at the people crowding her hall. “Look at them, Kediil. How often have you seen so many Jokka in one place?”

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“But alive,” she said. “It’s so good to see so much life in one place.”

I’d expected her to laugh. But this comment, stated with such fervor, made me look again, and see, for just a moment, through her eyes. The eyes that counted and saw fewer people too often. The eyes that looked now and saw vitality and promise and hope of some different, better future.

I longed for the wind on my cheeks and the horizon before my eyes. But how much of that longing had been shaped by my desire to escape the captivity designed for me by fate, or the gods, or my family… all of them?

I stepped behind the counter and bumped her hip until she moved over. “Teach me how to pour things.”

“Is this an excuse to let me teach you something you already know?”

“Yes?”

She laughed. “Well, if you love the sound of my voice that much….”

 

***

 

I did not have to seek out Koish; he found me behind the Nudet building, settling my rikka for the night. I straightened, tucking my loosened hair back behind my shoulders, and waited.

“Derra’s caught a child.”

He didn’t need to say anything else. I knew Derra, a fragile, easily tired anadi who longed for children and had only been able to bear one so far. If Derra had conceived, Clan Edla would stay where the risks to her pregnancy could be minimized. Two anadi pregnant and another with a toddler would make traveling difficult… and, coincidentally, give Koish and Edla status in the new settlement. Fruitfulness was admired, no matter where on Ke Bakil you traveled, and clans rich in breeding anadi were granted a deference that no other Jokkad could claim.

“Will you stay?” he asked. When I hesitated, he said, “Or come back to check on Derra through her pregnancy?” I could hear his smile in the dark. “You’ll know exactly where to find us.”

“Ke emodo…” I sighed. “Yes. I’ll check on her. I won’t promise to live here, but I’ll come back from time to time.”

“Thank you. I knew you would, just as I know you understand why I’ve changed my mind.”

“We all serve the breeders,” I said, as if I had scooped the words out of Mardin’s mouth.

“Yes. Good night to you, ke anadi.”

Melon shuffled toward the end of his stall to bump my shoulder with his muzzle, and I petted it idly, watching Koish’s body until I could neither see nor hear him.

Yes, I understood. And I feared that I had my own reasons to change my mind, because I was not ready for the future. Are we ever?

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