Truth About My Self-Publishing Journey
I was inspired by Hyperbole and a Half’s come-back. She talks honestly (and humorously!) about depression. I need to have that kind of heart to heart with you, my reader. I mean that, there’s probably just one of you, and that’s ok.
Apparently, you can’t just slap any book into e-book format, self-publish on Amazon and Barnes and Noble, and just make money. I wasn’t trying to get rich, but I had a goal of earning $1,000. I have not earned enough for them to send me a check yet. My book is not erotica, does not have special instructions or have any sparkly vampires. It’s a silly send-off of the show Murder She Wrote, examining what happens to relatives of those amateur detectives who seem to be encountering a murder every week. No one has written a review. I have sold 13 books on Amazon, earning me $9.10, and 12 books on Barnes and Noble, earning $9.60. They won’t send me money until I get over $10. My last sale was in March, when a bunch of my friends showed me support (thank you!). I can’t rely on selling my book to friends and relatives.
I thought that if I self-published, I wouldn’t have to deal with rejection. Ha. It’s just different. I have to determine how to write the rejection letter to myself. “Dear Jane, this is not working. I suggest trying something else.”
My something else will be a book for Librarians. I have specialized knowledge, and it is a niche market of known readers. I also know who to market to. I’ve got the start of the book and I’m trying to pull together something that is both informative and entertaining- a slightly snarky how-to of running a small library. I’ll include things like a “Are you burned out?” quiz, book lists and coping strategies. When I’m done I have a beta-reader in mind, a colleague of mine whose opinion I value. I think she’ll do it.