It will be assumed that I am the receiver of rejection letters. I am not. Not because I’ve got publishing houses and agents scrambling for my work. I don’t. Because it’s not that great. Thing is, I’ve never sent any of my stuff off to any of these places.
Why? Because I’m a paranoid control freak.
This is why I love the idea of self-publishing. Sure, it gets a bad rap, because there are so many truly dreadful works out there, since it opens the door for every idiot in the world to become an author. But there’s equally awful works that have been legitimately published (sparkly vampires and different hues of grey come to mind), so that is no reason to avoid the DIY way.
The pros outweigh the cons, really. If you self publish, you’ve less people to give any earnings to. It’s quicker. It’s cheaper. It guarantees you’ll get published (I don’t care if I never make money, or get famous, I just want to write and share it with the world). But, most important to me, it gives you complete control.
So that’s the route I’m going, starting with eBooks.
On one hand, I hate the idea of eBooks. I love little more than to hold a hard copy of a book in my hand, smell its pages, feel its textures. On the other hand, eBooks provide convenience, they’re cheaper, and better for the environment.
To test it out, I’ve gone back and retouched something I wrote long ago. It’s about as far from my usual style as I could get – I’m a writer of fantasy and sci-fi and superheroes – but it’s just a short story, which made me comfortable with introducing myself to the literary world with no expectations of payment (it’s free!).
Here, Leave It In The Tea Tin, a touching story about a man in the midst of a midlife crisis, and his prostitute.
Have at it. And keep an eye on this place as I turn it into a writing diary of sorts.