For the past year, blogging has been in the trunk rather than the backseat. I needed more time to write, more time to cook dinner, do the whole domestic thing. In addition to writing and revising, I've also spent a lot of time stalking and querying agents. You all know how time consuming this can be. Actually, I think it takes over your whole life. I don't understand why we can't just make appointments for mani/pedi dates with agents to discuss our stories. Talk about the perfect time for a pitch slam. I could get way more accomplished than this late night blinding scan of Publishers Marketplace, agent blogs, lame emailing, and website stalking. Just tell me how many YA books you've sold in the last 12 months, hand over the Sonic Bloom ( blush-worthy pink) for my tootsies. And, if you're not gonna eat your cucumbers, hand them over the second I sign your contract. Who wants cucumber juice on their contract, right?
Wouldn't that be dreamy?
Through it all, I've kept my mind open during the whole process. I've thought about what I would do if every agent on the planet sent me a form rejection. Worry not. I do not intend to dress up in my grandmother's housecoat, strap on a pair of stillettos, or take a nose dive off the city bridge during a hail storm. The thought hasn't even crossed my mind. I hate high heels. And heights. And my grandmother's housecoat. God rest her soul.
There are other options. Self pubbing is one of them. There's a lot of pros. A lot cons. A lot of fear. But the more I look into it, the more I see there are really pros and cons either way. I would love to hear about experiences you've had with self publishing. What made you decide that it was right for you? Do tell.