Great, Now What? The Ballad of an Indie Author.

Screen Shot 2016-01-27 at 4.42.42 PMWhen I first ventured into the very wide (and occasionally very scary) world of independent publishing, I had this great plan that I was going to do a weekly blog post to update readers on everything that I was doing. For some reason, I felt like documenting the steps that I was taking would somehow help me stay on task.

And it did, in the very beginning. There was so much to learn, and I, a fledgling blogger and a first time author, felt like I had so much to say. In the months leading up to the publication of Rogue Elegance, I was zealously sharing concept art and excerpts and exciting developments in the publishing timeline.

Now that the book is out there, I feel like there isn’t all that much to say. Maybe other indie authors out there can relate to how I’m feeling. I’ve got that overwhelming weight of, “great, now what?” sitting on my shoulders. I mean, let’s be honest, aside from being

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Look at that spit bubble! He’s so talented, guys!

an avid AIM user in middle and high school, and apart from posting gratuitous photographs of my dog on Instagram, I really don’t have all that much experience in navigating social media.

Maybe I’m old, or maybe I talk too much, but I’m still not sure how to narrow my thoughts down to a 150 character tweet. Wait, no–I just googled to double check. It’s actually 140 characters. See how little I know? (In other news, google seems to have anticipated my desperation and linked me to an article on how to tweet like a pro. Next time you see me, guys, I’m going to be twitter famous).

I’m also not all that great at keeping constant with Instagram unless my dog is doing something undeniably cute or I’m eating a particularly delicious platter of sushi. Every time I get really excited about amassing eighteen likes on a picture, I click on over to another profile and see that their filtered image of a tea cup managed to snag over three thousand likes in fifteen minutes. Talk about a downer.

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I’m also writing. I mean, hello? Let’s not forget the reason all of us are here. We love to tell a story, which means we’re probably writing a story. If you’re anywhere near as obsessive as I am about projects, then you know it’s a real struggle to find time for almost ANYTHING else when you’re in the zone. Or, you know, the struggle is real, as the kids are tweeting these days.

It’s really hard to come up with a socially relevant tweet when you’re occupying the fictional world inside your head for the majority of the day (side note: it’s also really easy to scald yourself with tea water when you’re mentally blocking out a scene. Oh hey, Urgent Care Clinic, it’s me again, the accident prone twenty-five year old in the Millennium Falcon shirt. Just stopping by with some third degree burn this time, thought I’d say hello.)

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Yes, that’s an R2D2 scarf. What about it?

That being said, I’ve been working hard on figuring out what exactly I’m doing wrong, and how to fix it so that I start selling books like crack cocaine. (That’s actually a terrible example. Crack is bad, kids.)

I haven’t found the magical formula yet, but I’m working on it one day at a time.

Do any other indie authors out there have some sage advice to share? I’d love to hear from you in the comments!


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