I’ve written a lot in the last ten years, my Google drive is littered with unfinished but promising ideas. I hope to one day revisit those ideas. So many times I was discouraged and gave up. I finally finished something, the product of that being Gray’s Skye, and I am proud of that. I’m sure if you read it there are a few typos and mistakes but so what. I’ve seen those things in mainstream books. I am so grateful I finally told a story. I think my husband was beginning to think I just claimed to write so I could hoard the good electronics.
It has now been a bit over 3 weeks since I hit publish and there are things I didn’t know. I didn’t know how addicted I would become to checking kdp, although I’m only checking 2 or 3 times a day now instead of every 10 minutes. I didn’t know that people I trusted would lie to me “hey I’m going to go buy your book right now” and not realize I could see live stats that said they didn’t. I didn’t know that I would be devastated by the same thing. I didn’t write it to be the next big thing. I wrote it because I wanted to write and I think it’s a good story. I don’t expect to be a best seller with book #1 but seriously people…be honest.
I probably shouldn’t publish this but I’m going to. If we have a personal relationship you do not have to read my book or even buy it, just don’t lie.