
Hello again from the Mojave!
It’s been a while, hasn’t it?
To be honest, there’s something about being back here again that feels weird. Like I’m stepping into an old life. Yes, I haven’t been online much over the last few months (or years?). But I haven’t stopped writing. Far from it, in fact. But we’ll get to that later on in the post.
For now, let’s get to the reason you are here.
Three of my books are gone
Island of Legends, Tundra of Terror, and Monstrosity were unpublished.
Why?
Island and Tundra are gone because Primal Publishing is basically closing. I believe the parent company will still be active in other arenas with a new plan, but publishing books is no longer a major part of said plan.
To be upfront and honest with you, I found out about this change long before we reached a deal to part ways. They were happy with the books I gave them, but they wanted to focus more on visual mediums like YouTube and film. This is why the third novel in the Godqueen Trilogy, which was nearly completed, was never released.
There might be some limited paperback stock of both books available on Amazon for now, and there is stock at Raven’s Bookstore in 29 Palms. But after that, they are gone.
I wish Primal well in their future endeavours and hope to see their efforts culminate on the big screen someday. I’ll be first in line for a ticket. We parted on good terms and I’d be more than happy to work together again in the future.
Monstrosity, on the other hand, was a far more disheartening experience. It was also a big part of the reason I stepped away from the “publishing world” almost a year ago.
Long story short, I was far from happy with the final novel for various reasons, but I tried not to let that show. Behind the scenes, I felt the publisher was in trouble. My experience was plagued with lies, unapproved changes, and inexperienced/downright rude editors. But I didn’t want to break off our contract. I wanted to show up, do the work, and go home with my head held high knowing I did my job. Maybe that’s a bit egotistical looking back, or maybe it’s just called being a professional. Not sure I care either way, especially after what happened next:
I wasn’t paid for Monstrosity.
I was to be payed in monthly instalments that never arrived, and I knew for a fact that the novel was selling (and getting positive reviews). Eventually, I felt like enough was enough.
I reached out and made it clear I was unhappy. I needed my royalties on time, not to mention reliability in general. Remember, this comes after nearly a year of inconsistencies and downright rude interactions with staff. Normally, I wouldn’t care so much about money, but by this time I’d had enough. If I was ever going to hand them another book (I was signed to a two book contract) I needed change on their part. I was doing my job, and they weren’t.
Without getting into the drama of it all, I ended up getting the owner of the publisher involved. He proved to be very reasonable. I don’t know how much he’d want me to say about what we talked about, but I had my criticisms validated. It was the first time I felt heard since the experience began. Still, we both knew I was done at the imprint. They agreed that my demands were justified, but they simply couldn’t guarantee anything with their current infrastructure.
We agreed to part ways, and I got my rights back in full despite some more drama along the way. I am now free to re-publish both Monstrosity and release the second novel in the contract.
So that’s what happened. Mostly.
But the pain wasn’t over…
This all fed into a bit of a professional depression. When I came out of it, I began to pour my time into several larger novels. These are still very much works in progress that we will hopefully get to talk about someday in the future.
Otherwise, I was tired of the “publishing world” and tried to avoid author talk, social media, even the podcasts I once loved. I didn’t want to hear about the changes over at Audible, the AI situation, or just about anything else. I wanted to be with my characters and put them in new, interesting situations. I wanted to craft worlds and stories, regardless of whatever crusade the “author community” deemed more important then the continued happiness and joy of writers. I wanted no part of it, and still don’t see the appeal. I’ve had enough drama; I just wanted to write.
That said, I needed a new plan. The main reason I’d signed with other publishers was to avoid putting all my eggs in the self-publishing basket. It was about security, and obviously that didn’t work out. Maybe there is a very obvious lesson in all this. Maybe I should continue to strike out on my own, do things my way no matter what. Pass or fail, I would control everything. But then there’s the money; books were piling up that I could not afford to publish without cutting huge corners.
For a while, I didn’t know the answer, and tried even less to care. I just sat down, wrote, and prayed I’d see a light at the end of the tunnel. Sometimes, I felt like a train in the night, not seeing the light because their wasn’t one yet. I could only hope that by the time the sun rose, I was far closer to the end then I could have guessed.
I don’t think I’m near the end, but I’d like to think I’m much closer to the answer than I thought. One step at a time, I’ll get there. And the next step is doing something I haven’t done in a long time; something that feels strange and a little unnatural. But that’s always how it feels when I release a new book.
Yep, it’s finally time for…

The Mothman of Mt. Shasta comes out October 30th. You can pre-order it by clicking here.
I’ve promised this book for far too long. Everything that happened with the other publishers, plus life just getting me down, led me to retreat further into the creative side of the work and away from the business end of things. But the creative process soon overwhelmed me, too.
Eventually I realised that, counting Mothman and the three recently unpublished novels, I had at least eight novels in limbo. Most of these were an edit or two away from publication, and not a heavy edit by any means. Others needed a re-write or heavier plot surgery, but I felt the majority could be completed with roughly a week or two of dedicated work.
When it finally dawned on me just how backed up my release pipeline was, I couldn’t help but feel a little terrified. Maybe I’d never finish anything ever again.
It all felt like too much.
When Summer rolled around, I forced myself to take the hot and dry months off from everything but the most soul-inspired writing. I needed to re-group and prepare for the journey ahead, and in that time I received several blessings in my personal life. These made the end of the tunnel look a little brighter, as they came with security and hope for a brighter future outside my writing career, something I did not foresee even days earlier.
Then, not long ago, I looked at the manuscript for Mothman sitting on my shelf and knew it was time to get back to work.
I logged back onto the various distribution platforms and braced for the worst. As expected, my sales weren’t great. I’d done almost no marketing after Monstrosity came and went. On top of that, my social media presence was non-existent on purpose. (Note: This is part of the reason I’m letting you guys know about the Mothman pre-order here, since I’m giving serious thought to abandoning social media altogether. I want to see what momentum this book can gather without Facebook/Instagram/Twitter. I’ll probably send out a newsletter soon, but I don’t think I’ll post at all about the new book for weeks.)
Initially, my plan was to give the novel an extended preorder window at least one year long. I decided not to do this for two reasons:
1. I think that strategy was less a marketing idea and more the product of burnout, anxiety, and exhaustion. At least when it came to this book, anyway.
2. The novel was ready to go, and I’ve made readers wait long enough after the cliffhanger ending of The Batsquatch of Yellowstone.
However, I still plan to experiment with longer preorders going forward. Monstrosity, which will get a new title, will go up with an extended preorder window after a fresh edit. I think that book has a lot of potential, and I want to give it the best shot possible at success.
Next up will likely be a short story collection that’s been on hold since 2023. I already have the cover, so I might try to get that out for Halloween 2027. Fingers crossed on that one. I love all these stories, but they need some TLC before I can say with confidence that they’ll reach you next year.
As a side note, I want to say I feel bad for Chat Lutzke, the cover artist for the collection, as he hasn’t been able to show off the amazing cover he designed back in 2023. Sorry Chad, but the wait shouldn’t be much longer now. The stories are locked in, they just need an edit or two. Hopefully.
The Godqueen Trilogy, in full, will re-release after Island and Tundra have been re-edited, expanded, and polished. I may spread those books out over a year or two, or they may all release in the same month or day. No ETA on this, as I’ve yet to dive into those edits.
Beneath, the second novel in the Monstrosity contract, will also get a new title and will likely be released with less fanfare, as it was always a shorter novel by design. I plan on returning to that book soon, but I would not hold my breath for a release date in the near future. Still, anything is possible.
There is also the Opus cryptid novel which I am re-reading now. As of this writing, I’ve found no major issues with it, so this may get a place in line after the rebranded Monstrosity hits shelves. Maybe even before. Who knows?
Jason Long 4 is nearly done as well, but I foresee plot surgery in my future. Hopefully, the issues I’m seeing here can be resolved with a day or two of locked-in editing. My hope is that we won’t have to wait too long for this one, but I’ll likely wait to make any plans until after Mothman comes out.
Other projects, such as any Asher Bryant novels/stories, and any T-REX sequels, may work their way back into my schedule someday. Right now, I need to focus on the novels that are further ahead and clear my decks. Once that’s done, I’ll get back to work on those.
Can you see why I was feeling overwhelmed?
When I really get going, I’m a borderline compulsive writer. I sit down and I don’t stop until I’m exhausted. Eventually, I end up in a situation like this with novel upon novel piling up. This inevitably leads to creative depression, and I start seeing the manuscripts as failures rather than accomplishments. Or, rather, I felt like I failed them. I couldn’t give them the love they needed, and that love only comes from readers like you enjoying them. Staring at the books felt like looking at puppies that weren’t aloud to go play outside. They all deserve to see the light of day, but the resources (money) to properly publish them elude me, and that still hurts. That’s why I sought out other publishers. But, of course, that didn’t work out either, which didn’t help the cycle one bit.
Now, upon re-reading this before publication, I can see where people would shout an obvious answer: just use AI.
For now, my AI stance is this: If I can’t do it, and another human shows up for work that treats me with respect and dignity, I will use the human option every time. Even if it’s not perfect from a technical standpoint. Even if it means spending more money. The human always deserves a chance to prove themselves and earn a fair paycheck.
However, if the human fails to do the job or causes needless drama, that’s when I need to research AI. Right now, I am continuing to give people chances, but I am not a bottomless pit of money or patience. People have failed me at all steps of the process. They have taken my money and delivered subpar work, or just run off. I obviously don’t work with these people anymore. In smaller cases, where the human can’t do exactly what they said, or charges me more than expected, I will give second chances and forgive. But I do not forget, and I will not continue to use any human that makes these mistakes repeatedly.
The day an AI cover or audiobook knowingly graces my books would be a sad day, but a necessary one for my mental health and wallet. But I pray it never comes around at all.
However, I will say AI videos fascinate me. Authors will soon have the ability to create their own feature films and television shows based on their novels and short stories. We can’t ignore that. For authors that would never otherwise have their works adapted, this will be a game-changer. This will blow the gates off film and television the same way KDP and Amazon blew the doors off self publishing. Maybe I am wrong, but I see a future where new novels can launch alongside an AI movie created by the author. I see this going exactly the same way self published books did; initially being perceived as subpar or not good enough for the mass market, but soon being embraced after a few creatives deliver stories beyond anyones expectations. Real film will become prestige (again), and AI will be the stomping ground of the driven creator without millions to back them up behind a film camera. All the studio meddling you hear about that ruins good films will be a relic of the past. All it will take is one creator and a computer to compete with the MCU or Star Wars. The power to access the most popular and controlled storytelling mediums of our day will be accessible to everyone.
I can’t ignore that vision, and I think I’ll see it come to pass over the next ten years or so. Maybe sooner.
For now, all I can do is keep going.
That’s the answer I foresee, at least for now. Let the future handle itself. Keep writing. Don’t stop. Even when manuscripts pile up, I shouldn’t let anything stop me.
Yes, I will stop. I will burn out. But I will always return to the writing. It’s always worth it. Someday, all those books will get their time to shine. Heck, maybe one day I can rely on that pile of work and take a real break or, Heaven forbid, a vacation.
…yeah, I don’t see that happening either. Of all my daydreaming, visions of rest and relaxation are perhaps the most fantastical.
I’m hoping this winter will be more productive. Maybe I’ll get Jason Long 4 or Beneath done. Obviously, editing other novels will need to be a part of that journey as well, but I think the key is to balance edits and writing for me on a daily basis. It’s not one or the other; it needs to be both. I always need to be producing more words, though it always leads to burnout. Maybe someday I’ll find a way to avoid it, but I’m rather doubtful at this point in my career. I’m approaching ten years of actively writing, and so far I see no hope in sight of things getting easier. But maybe I’m too much of a pessimist. Who knows?
Anyway, that’s what I’ve got. Go check out The Mothman of Mt. Shasta, and I hope that next year, you’ll see a couple more of my books hit shelves.
I’ll see you in time,
-S.T. Hoover







