…. when I grow up¨ Said NO ONE, EVER.
Like many people I kept the dream of writing a novel to myself. I had no idea how it was done. I wrote a few short stories that I promptly deleted or tore up but that was the extent of it.
Then a few years ago I read a blog by one of those top level Indie writers – one of the lucky ones that got on the Amazon wagon long before the rush. It laid out how to do it. What to do after you write that first novel. Create a blog. Get your social media up and running. Have a great cover for your book. blah blah blah.
And I followed the advice. I did it all and then some.
Guess what? It didn´t work. I sold a measly quantity of books month after month.
Now I had read a fair number of other Indie writer´s works and I felt that my books were as good if not better than …. and yes, I realize that most people feel the same way. Still, I had enough tangible proof …. grammatical flaws, plto holes, boring stories etc. etc. … I beleived in my books.
Still nothing happened.
And I kept on working it. I kept on Marketing like a mad man until one day I realized I wasn´t enjoying the process anymore.
The bottom line is that to be a successful Indie writer you have to give up writing. You spend all your time on-line doing mundane chores … like a girl guide cookie seller trying to meet quota. It truly sucks.
My dilemna is that I live in Mexico. There is no posibility for me to try to publish an English language novel here. So traditional publishing is out of the question for me. The sad realization was that unless I was willing to pay big dollars to a variety of serices that I consider to be CORRUPT PAYOLA SCHEMES OF THE INDIE PUBLISHING WORLD then I would probably be wasting my time.
Creatively, I need more than a solitary outlet for my efforts. If an Indie book falls in the Amazon forest, does anyone hear it?
So lately I have returned to my first love – Blues Guitar.
My final word for today. Someone once said that a writer should be the social conscience of a society. This is not the case today. Writers just want money.
David Gordon Burke
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