I’ve known Sean Fenian since 2011, which I remember because I purchased my Mustang GT a few weeks before. He invited me to the real-world Fenian House for the Fourth of July and despite the distance I thought the voyage would make a perfect first road trip. We’d known of each other before then, mostly through some mailing lists, but that Fourth of July I arrived as a guest and left as a brother.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
About a year and a half ago Sean decided he was going to take a stab at writing a novel, and asked me for some feedback. At that early point of development it was nearly unreadable, a gangly teenager who didn’t understand their own limbs and kept stumbling into furniture. So, I helped my friend: I told him what worked and what didn’t, I explained some of how police operations and law firms work, and sometimes rewrote a few paragraphs here or there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I did that consistently for eighteen months and the next thing I knew I’d written a significant fraction of the novel and lightly dusted the rest of it with my ideas. I didn’t set out to be a co-author but it turns out I became one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Anyway.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sean’s in final production mode on Becoming Real<\/a><\/em> and Because It Tells Me To<\/em>. They’re off for a final look from a professional editor\u2014both of us are of the mindset professional editing isn’t optional\u2014and will be on Amazon most likely before Christmas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n