Hmmm…why not? I know! Because I haven’t sucked it up and done it. What am I talking about? Oh! Rewind <– <–<–<–
I have been whining…me? Oh, yea, I do that. More than I should at 48 years old. As I was saying, I was lamenting about how I have been writing and writing and editing and writing…and you get it. BUT, I still do not have a book on the market. Why? Cuz I’m CHICKEN! I be skared.
Over the past four-plus years I have completed two novels and have four in the works- one of which is closing in on “The End.” Have you read them? No, because I have been querying, editing, researching agents, following ALL of them on social media, jumping into competitions and writing more, and editing what the competitions recommended and avoiding the process of self-publication. I have always wanted to hold my words between the pages of a bound book. Little did I know I could still do that. I could self-publish AND have a paperback book.
What am I waiting for? A backbone. Courage. Someone to tell me I’m awesomely amazing and my words will touch soooo many needy souls or that they would do it all for me- you choose. Am I asking too much? Which book do I release? The soul-crushing journey of a breast cancer patient or the twisted sin eaters journey through Saint Loius? Which would YOU want to read? Help me out here, for real. Would you want to read one of these?
I need to go do some research on self-publishing and where exactly to find the backbone I desperately need to do this.
Do they sell ’em at Wal-mart? Backbones not research- Argh!
I need to find my way to the other side of fear.
Until then, let’s…
Find joy. Be joy. Enjoy.
New Ink. Used Ideas. 