Looking back on my diary this week – my real one, which I write just before bed and consequently has a variable prose style depending on how tired I am – I realised that it was March the 18th last year when I first published something on KDP. When I actually and properly started my new existence as an indie author.
The story in question was FOLIAGE, which is a gruesome slice of apocalyptic fiction. But realising it was only a year ago makes me think – even though I have so, so far to go – of how far I’ve already come.
DIANA CHRISTMAS was published on Wednesday, and with the launch of any book it’s always slightly anticlimactic. Even though I haven’t done too badly with sales these last few days, it can’t live up to how you imagine it. So, there was about an hour when I was feeling a bit deflated, but then I geed myself up.
A year ago I was largely clueless about this. I knew I could write, but I’d had a long time since I’d actually finished anything substantial, and I had no idea how to reach an audience. Now I’m charging on with my writing, DIANA CHRISTMAS is published, EDEN ST MICHEL is nearly there, the follow up to that is taking shape. I have a short story collection that I want to get out by the end of the year. And I am fully embracing the indie author life.
Yes, it’s taking me longer to build up my audience than I’d have hoped (although if you want to help with that, you can sign up to my readers’ group here), but I am getting there and trying to learn constantly and hopefully one day down the line this will all work for me and I can make a career just out of my writing.
For now though I’m going to take a step back and pat myself on the back. I may be a long way from where I want to be, but at least I’m on the road.
Fancy reading my new novel? It’s really good and available here!