Reading Mike Duran’s blog this morning, I had to admire the story of one writer’s perseverance. HERE I mean I’m a fan of happy endings. A three-book deal is a fine thing indeed.
It’s just that I couldn’t help but wonder if I didn’t detect a whiff of condescension. Already tarred as inferior product, (which isn’t accurate or restricted to just self-pubbed fiction, BTW) the implicit logic there is that self-publishing is an “easy out” for the impatient and impetuous. It’s “better” somehow to go the traditional agent/big publishing house route.
There are plenty of examples of successful self-published writers (Here’s one list) and there are plenty of other reasons a writer might choose to go the “low” road with their work. Personally, I needed closure so I could move on to my next project.
Tough decision, but I kicked RUNNING BLACK out of the house, wished it luck and told it to write if it found work. Do I need to improve as a writer? Sure. Is it the best sci-fi ever? No. But I polished it up as best I could at that stage of my writing experience and started another story. Being self-employed all these years, perhaps that thought doesn’t bother me like it might others. Live and learn is the name of the game.
As I finish “Shift Tense” I’m compiling a list of agents/houses to query. For sure. But I’m also prepared to buy another ISBN and go that route. I don’t think that makes my work sub-par or me rash and “unsuccessful.”