Publish

On the thoughts about being a published author. What a joke? That really gets me thinking that it could be a possibility to actually have something I have written in a book format. I always felt that I would at least write something that I would eventually print out and bind up myself (Ok probably pay someone to do it) But it would be my book, in a book. Oh, you know what I mean.

Not that my words would really go anywhere, and certainly not out into the world.

Yes, I do realize that I am blogging right now, therefore putting my very own words out into the world. But realistically I do not think that many folks even know this exists. And if you do, well bless you for taking the time to read my drivel .

But in this day and age of technology there are ways of getting the words out there (yes more than one) and possibly make money off of it.

Many authors out there are self publishing digitally. I have heard of folks spending $$ to publish their own works in paper form. But that takes a lot of money to do so and is a large gamble and would it never pay off. Though with self publishing digitally you don't have to have stock lingering around waiting for someone to buy. They get a "fresh" download copy the moment after they purchase it.

I thought this was an awesome idea. Really I could get my work out there.  But then it really dawned on me. I can REALLY GET MY WORK OUT THERE!!!???!!

Then the idea really became scary as all get out! I could open up my self, be vulnerable with the words from my heart only to face rejection.  I don't think my work would be good enough. I said that to a dear friend and her reply was, "You're not going to think anything you write is good enough, just sent it."  Could I be brave enough to do that? I do not know. My thoughts tend to wander all over the page at times. And to focus at length on editing my work. Daunting task - would I just put a big red X through the entire thing and scrap the idea. Or hike up the big girl panties I wear and just take the plunge.  Its either do or get off the pot moment is it not?

Honestly though I know my work is not good enough. Why would anyone want to read something I have written when there are so many better stories out there?  (Though I do have to say - look at the success of the twlight series and that is some poorly written drivel that made some serious money. It was so bad that I read the entire thing - it was sort of like wanting to know how the wreck was going to end up)

I do not really want to do it for the money. I want to do it because I have always had a desire to be a writer. Which is sad when it's something I want so much but fear it just as bad was say parachuting out of a perfectly good plane.Or snakes, those are scary. Wait - spiders are even creepier.  Suppose I just lack confidence - something I never had very much of.

I'm done now - hitting the publish button. (At least on this blog entry - for now)

Mishelle