Today I have the pleasure of hosting a fabulous woman who is about as busy as any woman could ever get. Pamela is an attorney, Mom, wife, writer, author, Indie publisher, and the list goes on and on. She’s also one of the sweetest ladies on the blogosphere. I’ve know Pamela for almost two years now…as long as I’ve been blogging. We’ve been bloggy buddies. She’s helped me with important research for my studies and been a friend I could lean on, even though I’ve never met her.
Today she’s going to talk about Indie publishing, something I will be venturing into in the near future. She’s also just published five new books and busy writing more. Whew! Makes me tired just thinking about it all.
Ok, Pamela take it away!
Is the Indie journey for you as a writer?
Let me 'fess up, here: I'm one of those indie authors. You know the kind: writers who pursued traditional publication but didn't get picked to dance with Prince Charming at the ball. I became a writer at the wrong time with the wrong material. I came on the scene post digital publishing boom with not a single word about sparkly vampires or boy-wizards. Um, I write witty women's mysteries/thrillers and my nonfiction follows a similar bent. Sheesh, what was I thinking, right?
I tried to find an agent for a few years, and I had a lot of gratifying interest, but I didn't land one. Yet every book I wrote won the writing competitions I entered them in: novels, short stories, and nonfiction. My writing was praised up one side and down the other, for all the good it did me. I didn't seem like a "sure thing" to agents.
I got it. I didn't like it, but I got it.
I had a choice, though. I could change what I wrote, or I could take control of my destiny and sell MY stories to MY readers. I could go indie.
Ooooooo, indie, that's a sexy, dangerous word. Used to be, it was the height of vanity to eschew tradition in publishing, mainly because only someone seriously vain would spend the kind of money it took to produce and line their garage with their own books. Books that had failed, from a writer that had failed. If they hadn't failed, the books would line the shelves of stores instead, and some big publishing company would fete the author. Self-publishing wasn't a serious business choice, back then.
I suspected I had an audience, though. If I was still spent my own hoarded pennies buying adventurous women's fiction and nonfiction on similar topics, and if my online (blog) readers did the same, then it stood to reason there were more of us out there. This is where the publishing revolution caters to the reader: if the agents aren't signing people like me, and publishers aren't publishing books like mine, then how is someone who loves to read these kinds of books to get satisfaction?
Well, duh, through independent digital publishing. If one is brave or foolish enough to try such a thing.
The stench of vanity and failure still lingers in the air when writers talk about indie or self-publishing, but it's smelling better by the second. Smart, talented writers realize they have choices, valid business choices. Sleep-deprived, wild-eyed artists of the written word know they can immortalize their words, without undue cost. And, yes, crappy writers who should really pull their fingers away from the keys have figured this out, too. Any of us, all of us, have a choice. We can make no money from our writing because no one else will publish it, or we can make no money from our writing because we publish it ourselves. :-) With option b, we realize our dreams. And we could make some money. Who knows? I'm a risktaker, so this appeals to me.
So I chose. I self-published. I went rogue. I released five nonfiction books in May 2012 under the imprint SkipJack Publishing (which also puts out an indie publishing blog), a publishing co-op company my husband and I own. After four years of writing incessantly I now realize I am just beginning my journey. I'm in the starting gate with Amazon and Barnes & Noble. I'm chomping at the bit. Anything is possible And I couldn't be more excited and energized about it.
Pamela Fagan Hutchins writes. And writes and writes and writes. She lives with her husband and the two youngest of their five children in Houston, TX. She is the author of five seriously funny and helpful books, Hot Flashes And Half Ironmans, How To Screw Up Your Kids, Love Gone Viral , Puppalicious and Beyond, and The Clark Kent Chronicles, and she can't wait to publish her novels, starting in November 2012.
!!! WE HAVE A WINNER !!! If you’d like to enter the drawing, all you need to do is leave a comment letting me know you’d like to be included. The drawing will be held on May 23rd. That’s it. And, in the meantime, you could hop over to Pamela’s Face Book page and give it a big LIKE. Go ahead. It’s virtually painless! And while you're at it? Have a wonderful Wednesday!
!!! WE HAVE A WINNER !!!
First of all, MY APOLOGIES for being a day late in the Giveaway Drawing. In my defense, I have actually landed a few job interviews and been scurrying to and fro and fro and to….um, to try and get myself employed. Time will tell.
But, back to the Drawing. So this is how I did it. I took everyone’s name and assigned a number and put them through a random number selector.
And the Winner is…..
Wild Child Mama!
Please email me at firstname.lastname@example.org and I will supply you with the details.
Congrats to Wild Child Mama and thanks to everyone one who entered! And thank you Pamela for offering the Giveaway. Everyone have an AWEsome Thursday!