Showing posts with label CreateSpace. Show all posts
Showing posts with label CreateSpace. Show all posts

Friday, May 17, 2013

Almost There

Is it silly to be so excited to see my novel in real book form since I simply published it myself?  Because it still feels pretty cool.
I got the first proof in the mail a week ago and discovered the margins and spacing were not what I'd expected at all, so I made adjustments and ordered another.  This one I went through and located final typos, etc., uploaded the new file, and approved the final copy.

And essentially hit "Publish" and now it's out there in the world.

So without any fanfare, sitting at my laptop this morning, I launched my first novel.  Crazy.  I will do some kind of formal announcement in another couple of weeks when the ebook version comes out, but in the meantime you can buy a physical copy at the CreateSpace estore and it should be available on Amazon in a week.  It's the same price either place (which I didn't select, $11.05 was the minimum option for a paperback of that size for some reason) but I make about twice the royalties (meaning around $4 instead of $2) at CreateSpace.  I have no idea why.

This is exciting!  And, um...terrifying.  But most of all, it's done.  For better or for worse I can put this book behind me and move on to the next one.  And now that I am in charge of this process myself I believe I can roll that book out sometime next year.

In the meantime, if you like my writing, buy my book!  (And if you spot any typos I missed just don't tell me because it's DONE I tell you.  DONE!)

(And if you want to read it but don't want to be sad just email me and I'll tell you on which page to stop and we can live in happy denial that I write sad stories.)

UPDATE:  Now available on Amazon!  You can even read an excerpt there.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Self-Publishing

After much thought, effort, and research, I have decided to self-publish my first novel.

I dedicated the past couple of years to attempting to publish the traditional route, and no one can say after my 100 + rejections, using all available contacts, and being willing to enact any useful suggestions, that I didn't try.  The time was not wasted in that I learned a lot, and I would have regretting not trying, but all of that work took the place of actual writing.  I miss writing.

So no more.

It's difficult for me to criticize traditional publishing and not have it look like sour grapes, I know, but my honest assessment is that that system is broken.  There is no excuse for the number of agencies that still expect writers to mail unwieldy packets of printed out manuscripts; the waste involved when there is a simple electronic option is ridiculous.  The number of agents who don't even respond is disheartening, and I understand the efficiency of a self-addressed stamped envelope, but after a while it's just adding insult to injury to receive a form letter rejection that's addressed to you in your own hand.  So much of it crawls at a snail's pace, and the kinds of things agents and publishers are looking for don't have enough to do with good writing it seems.

The major value I could see in landing an agent and having a publisher pick up your work was that sense of having been screened and deemed worthy.  But have you seen what kinds of awful things get published anymore?  And not that one shouldn't be wary of the enormous amount of dreck available in self-publishing, but the difference between the two worlds is getting smaller as the quality at one end diminishes and at the other is rapidly improving.

For regular authors not of blockbuster status, I'm not even sure what traditional publishing provides anymore.  I have friends who are wonderful writers who have agents and publish excellent writing, but they have to work just as hard at self-promotion within that system as people I know who self-publish.  I talked with one writer in particular who has an agent and has published using the traditional route, but when she couldn't find a buyer for her recent novel went ahead and just put it out there herself.  She told me it wasn't all that different in terms of the work involved, but she had more control and receives all the profits.

I do not for a moment expect my novel will sell to more than those dozen or so people I mentioned in my acknowledgements section.  But it doesn't need to.  I would love it if many people read my book and it moved them, but for me the real goal is for that piece of work to simply be done.  It's possible to pick at a piece of work forever.  And the final part of the process for any piece of writing is for it to be read, so I have to let it go and let it be what it will be out in the world in order for it to finally be finished.

So wish me luck on this strange new venture!  I await my proof in the mail from Amazon's CreateSpace so I can check for any last typos or formatting problems before offering my novel to the public, and the wheels are in motion for getting the ebook version underway through BookBaby.

In the meantime, check out the beautiful cover my mom drew for me, and that my brother formatted:















Already looking forward to working on the next book.