"A Constant Suicide" is the self-published, debut novel of Brian Krans. The first draft of the novel was written in November 2006, as part of National Novel Writing Month. It was released in May 2007 by Rock Town Press.

5.24.2007

Par-tay!

Again, I'm going to remind those of you reading at home that you're all invited to the ACS release party Saturday at Copia Martini & Wine Bar in Rock Island.

Starting at 8 p.m., we'll hang out and have a few drinks. I'll sign some books and you all can make up for the hours upon hours I spent by myself writing it.

If all else fails, stop by and see the bar I work at on the weekends and meet the infamous Dave and Mikey that make Copia what it is.

Or, just stop by and see the social circle I have going. There will be lawyers, maybe a judge or two, some rollerbladers, some college buddies, maybe a few from my hometown, some tattoo artists, a psychic, some bar flies, a bunch of cops, my mom and brother, some writers and, of course -- the people who make A Constant Suicide what it is today.

So, whether for novel or novelty value, stop by, say hello and buy me a shot.

5.21.2007

Tpyos

I haven't been able to read the book, giving myself the luxury to finally sit down and enjoy it without tediously going through it with a red pen. And that's the reason why.

People are going through it and the first thing I hear is, "I caught a typo on page..." Yeah, there are some. I knew there would be and that's why I haven't been able to read it yet. It was bug the crap out of me knowing there in there. I guess ignoring it is my defense mechanism.

But I knew there would be a few. Let's face it. None of us working on the book were paid, we all had other things going on our lives and we're bad at deadlines. So, the book shows the human side of Rock Town Press. It's shows we'll make mistakes.

(That, and you should have seen the condition I handed it to Shawn & Matt in. Ouch.)

But, I'm pretty sure when it gets reviewed that's all I'll hear about. People love pointing out your faults before they'll give you any credit. It's the details that make us human -- and by default imperfect -- but some people just have too much fun telling you how many mistakes you make.

But, no one's been that harsh. Yet.

I look at it this way: if the first book was perfect -- which I'm not claiming it is -- what would be the point of writing a second (which I am)?

Besides, the typos make the drinking game all that much more fun.