Hired an editor, who has a slot open in the beginning of January. Currently sitting in front of page 236 of my 322 page draft. A little math:
86 pages to go
8 work days before kids escape school
11 days before family vacation
Subtract booze, add desperation, divide by eight, add a dozen other commitments. Carry the crying writer…. And, if I get 10 pages done a day, I can send everything off to my editor in time.
I’m cautiously optimistic.
Welcome to what’s sure to be an experiment in butt-clenched terror and steep learning curve. For me. For you, some mild entertainment in the midst of your busy day, perhaps.
I’m attempting to self-publish my romantic suspense novel DarkWeb in April, 2018. That means I have about four months.
What I’ve got:
*A rough-ish draft novel
*A cheeky attitude
*A website (Hey, check it out, I’ve just put it together this week!)
*Facebook & Twitter
I still need:
*A blurb
*A cover
*An editor
*Some e-book formatting knowledge
*A mailing list
*advertising plan
*Omigod, like so much more, but I don’t want to scare you away on my very first post.
On my side:
*27,900 followers on Wattpad
*I’ve had an offer on some of DarkWeb’s publishing rights, which I turned down.
*Cosmopolitan Magazine featured DarkWeb on their website
*I have a personal blog, so I’m not starting from absolute zero public identity.
Hurdles:
*Just about everything else. I don’t know what I’m doing, and I have no idea how to do it. *Less than zero sales skills. I could probably talk you out of buying toilet paper if I was trying to sell it.
*Also, I’m incredibly socially awkward. Square awkwardness factor if I have to talk about myself. Cube awkwardness factor if I have to talk with someone I’m not related to. Send away to NASA for awkwardness factor if I have to try to talk someone into doing something to help me out.
Projected Timeline: six to nine months
Want to learn more about self publishing? Perhaps watch me crumble into insanity for the next six to nine? Well then, do I have a blog for you! Tell your friends! Grab your popcorn!
Because what I do have is an unmitigated urge to tell you what’s going on, especially when it involves me making an ass of myself. Wheee!
xo,
T