The Ghost of Self-Publishing Future
December 16, 2012 § Leave a comment
At the Self-Publishing Summit, my neighbour told me that he had thirty years’ experience of trying to be published. He had, I believe, been published by an independent publisher and had then turned to self-publishing. He was an artist: to prove his statement, he showed me some of his books. His covers were based on his own paintings. And, as far as I could see, the paintings were the work of a competent artist.
His was a depressing story, eight books published in thirty years but no name (as a writer) made. I knew what I had to do: I had to block him out. He was negative. And I am negative enough not only to recognise negativity, but also to want to avoid becoming even more negative. I could ignore his story. I had to.
He asked me during the first panel discussion, if I was learning anything. I nodded. I was learning a great deal. How could I not? I knew almost nothing. He let his hands, raised palm-upwards, fall apart in a gesture of defeat. He was learning nothing. He continued to learn nothing throughout the day. And he left before the last event, a question and answer session.
I sympathised with my neighbour. Who would not? But I didn’t want to end up like him. When the ghost of self-publishing future visits you, you ignore him at your peril.