stepping it up

Despite having finished the novel..oh let me see....a year ago?..despite sending it off to strangers behind desks and secretaries called Brenda that not even a military initiative could sway..despite uploading it to that vast labyrinth of books known as Amazon where it sank smugly rated 800,000 on the top seller list(hmm)...despite all this I have not yet sunk to the depths of despair.

Instead I have squirmed deeper into an assessment of self publishing.It would appear to me that this very definitely is the route to take.Albeit it one littered with e -book deaths and sod all reviews.What it offers is a freedom.From the rigidity of agents,publishers, and set genre models.A freedom to have control over the words I produced.The ideas that came to my deep in the night when I was distracted from sleep by a fly walking upside down on the ceiling.Clever fly.I have dispensed with grammar and punctuation.Such a strain trying to remember where to put this ' or these .... or one of them !

So regardless of the fact that I have sold a few copies of the novel whose ending had me sobbing un-controllably for days(bit dramatic that)I am content that not one hair on the head of my precious tome was harmed in its making.(Should there be one of these in its ' ?) And I shall ensure that this safety net applies to the other 5 lovelies that are being birthed this year.

Praise be to the "e".

© The Girls by Ceri Williams.
©Augustina by Julien Martinez