I had self-published my first novel, in two parts, and a novella. They both sold a handful of copies, but much to my surprise, I wasn't making a living from the book sales.
I say that somewhat sarcastically, but I also had naïve expectations.
I remember talking to an aunt in early 2012, telling her what I was up to. She asked how long I'd work at it (being a writer) before I "got a real job." (I don't think she said it in quite those words, but that was the gist.)
I said "a year." I thought that was realistic, because, after all, isn't that was everyone says? People run off to giving acting a shot, and they always say they'll give it a year.
I didn't believe, entirely, that I'd be rolling in the dough in that 12-month period. (I mean, it would have been nice, and I wasn't ruling it out, but I also wasn't holding my breath.)
But I did think I'd be making at least a couple hundred dollars a month through the sales of my books. And that it would be growing.
I didn't. And it wasn't.
At best, I think I got around $150 one month, but that was the high. Most months were closer to the $20-50 range... or even zero.
So, what's a "starving writer" to do... Write another book!
I had had another story idea in my head wanting to get out. So I jumped right in and started writing my second full-length novel.
This one ended up being shorter than "The Time of Your Life," but still a full-length novel. It's called "Family Man."
Ok. I now had 3 novels (if you count the two-parter as two separate books) and a novella. Surely I could make a living now, right?! (This was early 2013 at this point.)
Nope.
I think I sold fewer copies of "Family Man" than my others. Again, though, I did very little (next to no) marketing.
I was starting to wonder at this point. Can I make a living as a writer? Am I any good? Do people even like my books?
I still didn't know what else to do but churn out books. I thought it was a numbers game. And it probably is, in part.
So after taking a short break after publishing "Family Man," I started on another story.
But this time I didn't get into it like I did the others. And that's when I really started to question if I was meant to be a writer.
Here's what I still believe though: If you have a story in you, tell it!
And when you don't have a story, do something else. But either way, don't worry about it!
I was learning at this point that making it as a writer wasn't as simple as writing a book (or four). It takes persistent, dedicated action. I'm still working on it, in fact.
So if you want to be a writer, be a writer! Write! Write whatever is in your heart and your mind to write.
Then put it out there. You never know.
Keep going....
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