Early, on the first day of 2021, I embarked on a new project.
Now, it isn't entirely new, as I've been heading in this direction for quite a while. I never would have had this blog were it not for my interest in noveling. You see, I came to blogging through twitter, and I found twitter through NaNoWriMo many years ago. I think it might have been 2005 or 2006.
Well, this year, on January first, I finally hit the publish button on KDP (Amazon's direct publishing service). I had long thought I'd try the traditional route. You know the drill. Query an agent, get rejected, lather, rinse, repeat until maybe one picked me up and found a publisher for one of my novels.
This winter, I realized something about myself. I hated dating. When I met my husband, it was one of the first things we confessed to each other. The process of trying people on to see if they were a good fit exhausted both of us. So we spent the first few dates in a mad rush to tell one another every reason it wouldn't work out, just to cut to the chase. Like I said, we both hated dating. Well, the query thing felt a lot like dating to me. It felt like something that sucked the joy out of creating.
So here I am, publishing my books on my own. Is it scary? Only when my mom threatens to read the sexy parts.
So this? Right here? Is my first ever published book. Exciting, right?
2 comments:
Kudos for taking the plunge! Looking forward to a good read!
Thanks! It's been an interesting road, and so far, I'm glad I have ventured down it.
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