Time has passed. Life goes on and my author persona dropped out of view. Over the last year, other things in life became more important and honestly, trying to make it full time as an author became less and less reality as my attempts as getting published dwindled.
Sure, sure. I've heard it before: so-n-so was refused and rejected one hundred sixty two times before she hit it big; so-n-so was in her 50s before she made it big. Yadda, yadda. Reality of everyday life won.
I am full time girlfriend and mother of three; keeping life running financially was frankly more important than writing. Sure, I'd get out the laptop, plug in the flash drive with my WOPs and write for a bit, but shit. I get tired! Vegging in front of the flat screen became much more appealing for the time.
I don't know. A month ago I decided it was time again. Push forward and self-publish. I'm in the process and extremely close, actually. It's not as hard as I thought. Well, the publishing on Kindle isn't. Of course, starting the advertising and self-promoting (which I suck at) is a little more grueling. It isn't surprising that I've chosen to begin my journey again at the holidays. Like I don't have enough going on. *eye roll*
So as I leap into the new adventure of self-publishing, I hope you all will join me.My publishing is actually re-publishing.The 3 stories put into one book have been published by publishers who've closed or are in the process of doing so.I'll keep you posted.
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