As you get older, you find yourself negotiating with the plans that you had previously thought were non-negotiable. Your plans become suggestions, and then forgotten ideas.
I decided that I would not let that happen to me. However, I would have to rethink some of my milestones. For example, suddenly a PhD in English seems unobtainable. Florida schools are notorious for not wanting to admit students who have BA’s from other Florida schools, and at this stage of my life, moving out of state is simply not feasable. So I set my sights on a different discipline.
Then came the book. It’s been finished for nearly 3 years now. I’ve recieved somewhere in the realm of 10 rejections from agents. Yes, I know vampires are last week’s news. But I don’t care. I believe in my work, and I will get it out there.
So what do you do? Do you turn to a vanity publisher? (No). Do you Self Publish? (Maybe). Do you hold out hope that some agent will realize that you’re brilliant and offer to push your book? (Yes?).
Self-publishing is a brobdingnagian affair that is exhausting just to read about. An editor has been hired; next, I just need someone to hold my hand through the next few steps. Or an agent to sweep me off my feet.
I’ll take either right about now.
