The Path to Self-Publishing
In an earlier post about making this whole writing thing happen in 2017, I explained my rather up-in-the air plan about getting my work out there. Well, after one round of submitting to some agents and really thinking on what I want my career to be, I have made the decision to move forward with self-publishing.
The more research I have done and the more I thought about the difficulties and frustrations of traditional publishing (things that don't exist with the fabulous short story zines and anthos I have worked with already, of course!), the more I realized that self-publishing is for me.
The freedom it offers, the chance to be entrepreneurial, the ability to reach readers directly, the higher percentages received from book purchases - it all aligns with what I want out of my writing career: to eventually become a full-time author who writes nontraditional dark fantasy stories for fans (if I am so lucky to generate some) who feel they know me and who I feel I know in return.
I've secured an editor. I've secured a cover artist. I am about 70k into book 2 of the initial duology I plan on releasing. I think by sometime in June I should have these two books ready to go and begin my self-pub path.
I know it won't be easy. I know there are probably hundreds of authors starting this journey too as I write this, and there are hundreds more much further along and even more who have fallen along its wayside and refuse to go on any further because of the cost, the frustration, or even the intervention of normal, everyday life. There is a high probability that I'll join the majority that now sit along the path's edge, exhausted, tapped out, the last bit of willpower wrung from their spirits. But I am okay with that. At this point what matters most to me now is the path itself.
I want to walk it. I want to feel it. I want to touch the tough, rocky terrain it is paved with. I want to know each and every peak and valley along the way and feel the aches needed to traverse them. I want to be able to take it all in and tell my family what it was like. Perhaps I'll only last a few yards. If I'm lucky, I'll last many miles. Whatever the distance, I know that I won't step off until I have nothing left to give.
So that's the plan. I'll keep you posted on my progress along the way.
In the meantime, here goes nothing...