For the past couple of days, I’ve been trying to write this blog, trying to figure out what I really wanted to say as I started my second year as an independent author. I’ve done pretty well for myself, but I’m no Hugh Howey or Joe Konrath. I’ve definitely sold more than a hundred books. But I can’t say that I’m possessed of any special wisdom in marketing, or even in networking. Truth is, I really should come with a disclaimer because half the time, I’m not even a good example. On my first book, I did EVERYTHING you’re not supposed to. Somehow, it still managed to work out okay, but I’m that guy who says “Don’t try this at home kids!” I wish I could say I’m possessed of some special brand of genius that I could pin this on. If that was true, I would know exactly what I did to make my books successful. But I don’t.
I also don’t want to ascribe my success to pure luck. I worked too damn hard to make this look this easy to chalk it all up to something completely beyond my control. So, if you ask was I lucky? Maybe a little.
What I do have on myside is experience. Not all of it my own. When I first started the process of releasing Zompoc Survivor: Exodus, I talked to other successful authors. I asked questions, and I listened. I did what they did, and somehow, it worked for me. And one thing experience has taught me is persistence. There were times when I looked at my sales and thought “All those assholes who tried to kill my dreams may have been right.” But I still stuck with it. Dues = paid. So, if anything, I can hold myself up as an example of persistence paying off in the long run.
It’s been a good year, and it looks like the year ahead is going to be even better. At the end of the day, I’m glad I went indie. It’s been an adventure so far, and it’s only just beginning for me.