I
have a new found appreciation for authors.
Words do not magically appear on the page, although they seem to when
one gets lost in the zone. It’s not easy
braiding thousands of words together coherently. It requires a passion and persistent drive to
persevere. The time, effort and brain
space demand a significant commitment. I
did it and am now trying to learn how to share it with the world. The most quoted person of all-time,
Anonymous, said, “Any fool can write a book, it takes a genius to sell
one.” I never thought about selling my
book as I wrote it and hope I am not the next fool who finished one. It does appear Anonymous was right that
selling it requires a bit of genius.
Traditional
publishing companies won’t give a novice writer the time of day unless you are
famous for some reason. Self-publishing
has become a respectable alternative for the rest of us. That’s how 50 Shades of Grey began.
There is hope for the little guys.
But, it requires just as much, if not more, time, effort and money to
make it happen. This is what I am
learning now. Like any other, it is a
crowded dream and a challenge to be successful.
How do you stand out, promote, publicize and market your product without
yelling from the rooftops like everyone else?
I
said my sad goodbyes to my amazing tribal members from Chicago when I returned
them to the train station a week after their arrival. As planned, Uta Mooney, from Adelaide,
Australia, stayed with me for two more months.
She is a rising star in her community as a painter. Before she ever came to America, she had
begun doing paintings inspired by the images in my unfinished book. Uta even applied to do a solo exhibition of
her work, based on my book, in an Adelaide art gallery prior to leaving and was
accepted. The concept is novel and our
collaboration was in full force. While
she was here, I wrote and she painted.
We talked about our art forms till the wee hours of the morning. Maybe I don’t have to shout, maybe we can
team up and promote each other as we try to further our artistic endeavors by
melding the two art forms. I’m back to
that freak of nature. Please read about Uta's journey. A month after she left, my healthy 83,454 novel was born October 4th, 2012.
What did it weigh? I remember when I went to the Greg Brown concert at the Portland zoo, there was a woman outside the zoo handing out free books possibly written by a friend of hers? I still have the book on my shelf although I haven't yet read it. It is titled Wild Animus by Rich Shapiro. That is one way to get a book out there. You and Uta make a great team.
ReplyDeleteWow I don't think I have ever been called a rising star before. I really enjoy how you capture your journey of writing your book. October 4th is a day to remember!!!
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ReplyDeleteStill loving the transformation you experienced from inception to completion.
ReplyDeleteThanks again to all. Yep, I have morphed.
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