You Don’t Belong Here
Today’s Brew: Water. I’m setting my alarm for 4 AM and calling it a night
Yes, I am using Running Home’s catch phrase.
You may have noticed I’ve been pretty quiet for the last few months. Or maybe not. That’s cool, too. I could tell you I’ve been busy, and that’s definitely true. I’ve been on two movies back to back, which is something I’ve never done before. Movie days start well before the sun comes up, and last 12 to 14 hours. When I get home, if I still remember the English language, I’ll work on book stuff.
But the real reason is, I haven’t felt like I’ve belonged here.
Kristen, you might be thinking, it’s your blog! How can you not belong? When Julie and I started Deadly Ever After, it was to be about our writing adventures. For a long time, we travelled the same road, and met many of you along the way.
Then that road stopped working for me. I forged a new path, took my rights to my books back, and started completely over. I don’t do anything differently than a writer with a publisher, I just cut out the middle man. My books get the full treatment—editing, formatting, design, and marketing. I’m the director of the ship. It’s a ton of work, and I love it.
It’s completely reinvigorated my passion for writing. I can write my stories on my terms. All the stories I was told would never find an audience by traditional publishing found readers that can’t wait to read the next installment of the series. It’s the most amazing feeling in the world.
My writing schedule became pretty demanding. After all, we’re supposed to write every day, right? Or else we don’t get to call ourselves writers, and other rules that don’t matter if they don’t work for you. You are a creative because rules give you hives, and you see the need for something that’s not there. Anyway, a lot of you just won Nano. Fuck yes. Now do it again. I try to write every day, and it’s like exercise. The more you do it, the better you get at it. That means I can write a lot of words in a short amount of time. Today I’ve already written about 2000 words, and I’m going back for more. Once those words made sense, and they were edited and in a pretty package, there was no reason to wait to put them out. So I did.
“My God, another one?” “Do you do anything but write?” “Do you sleep?” Maybe some people were joking, but I got the message, loud and clear. It was too much. And it fucking hurt. I got to the point that I was embarrassed to talk about new releases on Twitter. I didn’t even blog about some of them on release day. Why? Because I didn’t feel like the posts fit in. So I do what I do anytime I feel uncomfortable. I withdrew.
The marketing aspect of publishing fascinates me. I can’t math to save my life, but I love stats. I could talk about it for hours. I started to seek out like-minded writers. I knew what I was doing wasn’t all that unusual in indie publishing. Sure, having multiple releases a year in traditional publishing is rare. But there are many big name indie authors putting out four to six books a year. This year, I had some inventory I was sitting on (thanks, traditional publishing), but next year, it will be a challenge to keep up with new releases. That doesn’t mean I’m going to slack off. It means I’m going to work harder. I’m really proud of what I’ve accomplished since July, and I can’t wait to see where the journey takes me.
I want to share that with everyone, because I know that some of you have questions about being an indie author, and I wouldn’t have succeeded if people didn’t help me. But I’m not always sure if this is the sort of thing that people want to read about here. It’s still all writing, it’s just a different road. Even if it’s not your thing, I’d love to send you a post card.