Month: October 2013

On Self-Publishing

In a previous post (here), I discussed some of the mental challenges that aspiring writers face, specifically related to attempts to start a professional career. It’s difficult to juggle the desire to make a career of your passion when the act of getting into the public market detracts from what makes the passion so alluring. I think that this is broadly experienced by a lot of writers working for those first few steps of recognition, but the solution may not be as ubiquitous. Take the rest of this post with a spoonful of salt. This is about where I am personally.

Self-publishing is a very interesting topic because it is gaining traction as a legitimate avenue. Traditional publishing has historically played a large role in deciding what was “good enough” to expose to the public on a broad scale. While it necessarily puts a lot of power into the hands of the publishers, it also gave readers that level of confidence that if something made it through the gamut of trials it must have at least some positive qualities. In contrast, there can be a stigma that if something is self-published, then it must not have met those standards. There are more books, stories, and articles than I could possibly read in the short and valuable time that I have available. Why should I waste it on something that couldn’t make the cut? Continue reading

The Aspirant’s Dilemma

There are many aspirations that this post could be about, but as this is a writing blog I intend to focus on the most pertinent one – that of the ambitous but unsuccessful writer. It’s an especially unique passion fraught with constant battles both external and internal, and the most frustrating part is that none of them feel more than tangentially related to writing. In fact, it’s one reason that I’m beginning to rethink the idea of submitting work regularly, even for the writer who wants that publication. But I’ll get to that.

Of course, there will always be those who read the latest smash hit novel and think, “I could do that!” Those people will tend to be in love with the idea of writing, with the imagined lifestyle of a successful author, but not with the act of creation itself. And there’s nothing wrong with that. If a mother of three, hot off the latest chapter of 50 Shades of Grey, wants to pound out a few thousand words of romance before bed a couple nights a week, there are worse ways for her to spend that time. Even if it’s just to dream big for a little while, it’s more valuable to her than buying a lottery ticket. Continue reading