I woke up this morning and said to myself. Christmas is nearly here. Maybe I should think of going back to working full-time.
A voice from deep inside me said, “…but you have a job you are a writer.” A deep rasp laugh penetrated my soul and came out in a loud ha! I was becoming a comedian if it thought that writing paid especially in the Caribbean.
Most (meaning all) submission requests come with a promise of exposure not money. Publishers invest in anthologies and chapbooks that would make them income with little output and writers juggle between keeping their name out there and becoming irrelevant. Yet I do not begrudge the industry because sometimes I think it is hanging on by a thread.
Self-pushing successfully has fascinated me for a long while and plan to persevere until I find a rhythm with it. I have found my rhythm in writing finally and I love it and I want to share my work on my own time and in my own way.
I want to thank everyone who have purchased and reviewed.
“Life is in the Living and the Giving”