22 February 2016 was the day I first conceived the plot of my novel, releasing sometime in 2017. Happy Birthday to that!
It has been almost a year and I’m still not through with the publication process. I know, I know, it takes a lot of time. Some even say that I’m lucky enough to get it done within a year. They knew of instances where it took more than 2 years!
Let me make it clear that we’re talking about Traditional Publishing. The kind of publishing where the author has to beg for approval from literary agents and publishers, and is completely at their mercy for his/her book to get published. If, however the book manages to sell, the same author gets a tiny amount from the price of the book, say 10% while the publisher enjoys the rest.
Why? Why on Earth do you think that such an unfair transaction is preferred over Self Publishing where the author gets over 50% of the price of his book on book sales. The only difference being that he/she has to pay a certain amount at the start of the publication process.
Now, I am a Writer. Yes, I can call myself one. I’ve published before and I’m going to publish again. This time it’s a novel. A story of characters and their relationships with each other, in the most basic sense. It’s funny. I’m happy, but I’m scared at the same time. I’m reluctant to give over my work to the pruning eyes of a reader. But I’m also excited about the same thing. Oh. Writers are weird and one must never trust what they say. They talk in Paradox.
However, I forgot what I was going to write about in this post.