Yesterday, I put my money where my mouth is and committed to self-publishing my book. That’s how 50 Shades and Hunger Games started before they got picked up by traditional publishers. Print on demand felt like trying to swim, but only getting your toes wet. To believe in myself and my abilities, I had to dive off the high board and order pre-printed copies. Professional editing and cover design are critical to a book’s success and those are the steps I am taking right now. I am anxious to get feedback. In two months, I could have a paperback ready to share with the Universe.
Apparently it is mail fraud to take pre-orders if you can’t supply product within eight weeks, so I am unable to ask you for that support quite yet. But, as soon as it’s sent to the printer, I will. I am hoping you’ll send a little love my way when the time comes.
Kingsley Amis said "If you can't annoy somebody, there is little point in writing." My book won’t be everyone’s mug of Earl Grey, but I refuse to believe the dozen or so who have read it are the only ones in the world who will enjoy it.
In the meantime, I’d like to share the first painting that my book inspired. Australian artist, Uta Mooney, titled it Intimacy. Click on her name to learn more about her and her craft. She is doing a solo gallery exhibit completely based on images drawn from my story. I should acknowledge that she painted the header I am using on this site. It is only a portion of a much larger painting that will be unveiled at her show in February. How cool is that?