Demons have crept into my mind during the past few months, whispering
that I should give up on my dreams.
“Nobody likes your books,” they taunt, “No-one is buying them. Just give up. Move
on. Find a regular job.”
I almost began to listen to them. My subscribers were disappearing, my
book sales flatlined, and no matter where I look, I cannot find a way in to the
places where I might find help. I’m just one person. I cannot do this alone. I
have to be writer, proofreader, editor, publisher, promoter, networker,
business planner, and above all else, Mother. All I want to do is write, and
have people appreciate and enjoy my books. Is that too much to ask?
And, just like that, all hope was restored. Being an Indie author is a
hard slog. There is no get rich quick scheme. If you have business experience
and can operate yourself appropriately, then you might make it work. I do not
have that. All I have is the skill for creative writing. Everything else I must
learn as I go along, or else find people that are willing to help teach and
support me. But for now, I have silenced the demons. I will never stop writing.
And my dreams will never die.
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