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Diane’s self-publishing story

As I was saying in my previous post, I’m going to tell you a little about two writer friends of mine, who have each seen their books in print over the past couple of months.

Friend #1–let’s call her ‘Diane’–queried a handful of agents as she tried to find a home for her literary novel. As a bit of background, a few years ago, Diane¬† published a book of poetry through a small/micro press which offered her no distribution, no bookstore placement and zero marketing/publicity support. Still, it was not a vanity or self-pub, so she honestly had some published work when she started to approach agents with her novel. She got the standard ‘not right for us at this time’ form rejection from all four or five folks she approached. Her response? She decided to go at it alone, through one of the myriad “subsidy” publishing outfits out there (we all know that’s the euphemism for “vanity press,” but “subsidy” does kind of have a better ring to it).

Now, while I don’t know every single detail about the “publishing package” Diane paid for, I do know the publisher did offer her at least two rounds of editorial input and her cover is actually pretty nice–one of those that doesn’t scream “SELF-PUB!”¬† Beyond that, I think they also threw in “some” marketing and publicity support and have kind of walked her through booking three or four readings in different cities, plus a bunch of blog interview thingies. Note that I said they “walked her through” the process, because I’m pretty sure Diane did all the actual bookings and such, and she for sure paid her own way when traveling. In other words, Diane has put a lot of money and A LOT of work towards publication, book launch, publicity, etc… She’s still working her ass off to promote and sell her book on her own, but she’s excited and happy and just plain glad that she threw some money at her debut, because her experience self-publishing has been a really, really good one. She’s gone as far as to say that, other than having had to pay for it, it hasn’t been much different than dealing with that micro press which published her poetry a few years back; she says that, in fact, this experience been a lot more enjoyable for her.

This is all very good and fabulous (except for the expense), and I’m under no illusion that I wouldn’t have to work any less hard on publicity and self-marketing were I to be lucky (yes, LUCKY) enough to land a traditional publishing contract. Still, Diane’s experience does give me pause. Her cover is awesome, she has had some support resulting from her “publishing package” cost, etc…


I’ve read her book.

And it’s a good book, really. Very literary, though, so it’s not what you’d call plot-heavy–but that’s fine, it’s not what literary fiction is generally about. What it does have is well-rounded characters, very lyrical, beautiful prose, and even a good underlying story. My quibble? Even as I read the novel, I knew it could have been even better. While Diane might have been offered “some editorial input,” her book could have benefited from a more experienced hand or a more exhaustive edit or whatever you want to call it. Maybe I’m naive to think that a traditional publisher might have done her book justice, might have helped her cut many of those pesky, unnecessary adverbs, might have sliced and diced those three little scenes that really went nowhere and added nothing to character or story. Maybe I’m just showing my greenness, my sheer ignorance about the publishing world, but I would like to think that yes, when a publisher has a vested interest in your book doing well, they’re going to work harder to make it shine. But if you’ve already paid them in full, what’s in it for them? Technically, they’re fulfilling their side of their contract (at least I assume so, in Diane’s case), but they’ve already gotten paid, so there really isn’t any further incentive to polish a manuscript until it’s squeaky and blindingly bright.

But maybe I’m being cynical and the nice people at Diane’s subsidy publisher are really super into what they do and they honestly worked to the very best of their abilities. Perhaps no editing team at a traditional publishing house could have done any better. Heck, maybe I didn’t read Diane’s book properly and I missed some deeper meaning or something in the stuff that I thought could have been edited out or reworked a bit.

All I know is that watching Diane going through her journey has certainly made me take a good look at my own, shedding a little light on all my options. Have I reached any conclusions? Well. No. Not even remotely. For me, Diane’s Plan A-1 is still a Plan C. A Plan C I might well have to pursue at some point, but I’m not ready for that just yet. It’s just good to know the option is there and that some services out there are pretty decent, if not absolutely stellar.

And yet, there are some moments that I just want to say, “Screw this waiting and rejection and more waiting crap! I’m going to Disneyland!” Or, more to the point, “I’m-going-to-spend-as-much-money-as-it-would-cost-me-to-go-to-Disneyland-flying-first-class-and-staying-at-a-fancy-Disney-resort, and get my darn book published my own sweet self!” But I just can’t bring myself to take that leap just yet. Not when I still have fulls and partials out in the world. Not while there’s still the slightest shred of hope that I won’t have to venture into this scary new world on my own.


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One size does NOT fit all

As anyone who’s ever read this oft-neglected little blog can tell you, I’ve spent the past few months navigating the often unrewarding, at times exhilarating waters of querying, as I hope to eventually land an agent and a traditional publishing contract for my young adult novel. In the meantime, I’ve seen two writer acquaintances of mine see their work published through very different means, and I’ve got to say, their experiences have really given me some serious food for thought. I mean, I find it amazing that, while we all graduated from the same writing program (only a couple of years apart), our approaches to seeking publication have been so wildly different–and with wildly different results to date.

Three main things go through my mind when I think of these two acquaintances of mine–or let’s just call them ‘friends,’ just for simplicity’s sake, even though it’s not like we’re super close or anything:

First off, there’s the requisite, unavoidable, extremely human prickling of jealousy and impatience. I mean, why them and not me, right? Why can’t it be my time already, dammit?

Secondly, that all-to-human jealousy is often tempered by a surprisingly honest glow of happiness that at least their efforts have not gone unrewarded. Hell, I know what they’ve been through to write and then publish their stuff, so you bet I’m happy for them! Their books are already on my shelves.

And last, but not least, their recent book releases have me questioning the whole process I’ve been putting myself through, and whether I may just be going about it the wrong way.

You see, neither of these friends of mine have put themselves through querying on the same scale as I have. One of them self-published; the other’s been recently published by a small, very well-respected literary press.

Over my next couple of posts, I’ll tell you a little about each of their experiences and how they’ve given me some perspective about my own.



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Subjectivity isn’t code for ‘you suck!’

You know all those form rejections that talk about how subjective the publishing business can be?

You know the ones: They’re the short-but-sweet notes that remind querying authors to query widely because what’s not a specific agent’s cup of tea may well be another agent’s dream come true. Now, I don’t know about other folks, but my mind tends to just skim through all those semi-encouraging words and fixate on what my stupidly fragile artistic ego considers the bottom line (never mind what my rational self tells me about subjectivity and personal taste and blah blah blah…) Point being: When I see those rejections, all I read is, “We don’t want you. This is a form rejection and it could well mean we think you suck. In fact, yes, you probably do suck. Please go away now.”

Well, today I had a lesson on how stupid that frame of mind truly is. First thing in the morning, I got a personalized rejection on a requested partial. While I really appreciated the brief, but thoughtful personalization, and could even kinda tell where the agent was coming from, it still stung a little, because of all the work that’s already been poured into my little book. She did add that her take on it was probably just her own opinion/taste (I’m paraphrasing), but in usual Gloria-fashion, I barely paid attention to that disclaimer.

I went off about my day, thinking I could definitely work a little more on the book to address Ms. Agent’s concerns, even though I had already done JUST THAT two weeks ago (I did offer Ms. Agent an updated manuscript, since she had a slightly older version, but she didn’t seem interested). Still, I thought even the updated version could use more work, right? After all, this is “only” Draft Eight we’re talking about here (Ms. Agent’s opinion referred to Draft Six, in case anyone’s wondering). My thought was (is) no manuscript is ever truly, truly in final form, is it? I bet even after some books hit the shelves, their authors are still stuck in the “I should’ve done/not done that there!” once in a while. But I digress…

My point is, I went about my morning thinking I could either address the shortcomings according to Ms. Agent… Or I could just throw in the towel, declare The Experiment a soul-sucking failure of epic proportions, and resign myself to a life of frustrated dreams because–you know, I suck and all that. Right?

So, while those thoughts wrestled in my mind, I took The Lab for her morning walk, then drove her to the vet for her annual check-up, had lunch, got another form rejection on query only (no pages)…

And then, lo and behold… What should arrive in my inbox as I ate a grilled cheese sandwich and pondered the future (or lack thereof) of my writing career? TWO full requests. TWO. Both based on submitted partials–one on the older (Draft Six) version Ms. Agent had just rejected; one on the stronger, better (IMHO), Draft Eight version. Both spoke about intriguing beginnings and cool language and imagery–the very things Ms. Agent flagged as unappealing to her.

Conclusion: Yes, subjectivity is not just lip service. It happens. Some people like flowery language. Some people like short, snappy sentences. Some people love descriptions. Some want to jump straight into the action. Some need a bit more setting right off, or an immediate emotional connection with a character. Others love words and imagery and poetry.

Someone once said that becoming a traditionally published author is 1/3 talent, 1/3 hard work and 1/3 luck. And the longer I’m immersed in this process, the truer that rings.

Now I just hope my luck is finally starting to pick up. It does only take one ‘yes.’

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The marvels of social media

Since my last update was a bit of a downer, I figured I’d write another post to offset the whine whine whine feel of the blog. (Plus, it’s kinda lame to have a boo-hoo post as a first impression).

So… On the positive, it has been a fantastic 10 months. I’ve had the opportunity to play with my puppy and with my imaginary friends (You know the ones? I believe the politically correct term is ‘fictional characters.’) Now the puppy is dog-size (her brain is still teen-pup-size) and a whole new cast of characters is slowly taking shape in my mind.

I’ve also been recently floored by the power of Twitter. Today, I have 37 followers. I know that for most people, that’s an almost laughable tiny grain of sand in the biggest friggin’ beach on the planet. But consider this: I’ve never met a single one of those 37 followers. When I decided to open a Twitter account, I made a conscious decision to not invite everyone I knew to follow me right away. I have Facebook for that. That’s my personal social media, so I wanted to make Twitter my writing social media.

I have learned a lot in these past few months and, as naive as this may sound, I still marvel that complete strangers have started thinking my tweets, retweets and favourites might be of interest or use to them. For someone who basically joined Twitter initially to lurk, then to watch and learn, 37 followers is just unbelievable. Like hitting 200,000 for someone moderately famous, I guess.

So, there you have it: A positive post–admittedly, not the most fascinating one ever, but still… Not bad for a Monday while I’m in the midst of serious writing/querying ennui.

Oomph, I will recover you yet!

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