Thursday, May 26, 2011
Lately I have been reading anything that comes my way on self-publishing, hoping to prepare myself for that fateful day when I take the leap, putting Blood Wager up for sale on Amazon. The spin on self-publishing has become a vortex, since the publishing industry is experiencing a metamorphosis. While many articles offer hope for the self-pubbing, some are downright discouraging. As if I needed another excuse to doubt myself and my work. The truth is, I can't stop writing. If I'm not sitting at my desk typing away,then the story is in the back of my mind and at times my husband or my friends catch me staring off into space (I'm not ignoring you on purpose, I promise) while I plot out What Happens Next. So, if I fail to garner the readers I dream about, while being spitted by authors who were fortunate enough to snag agents and publishers, so be it. I suppose I'll have to live with that. Just don't expect me to stop writing.