What was I going to say?
The door was closed.
I wanted to knock but,
I was afraid.
What was I going to write?
The blank note and pen
shaking in my hands.
Space under the door was just enough.
Why did I have to wake up?
Such a dream told me so much,
and so little.
I want to go back to sleep.
You seemed to know how I felt.
In reality, I don’t think you do.
Heading into my second year as an author I began to wonder if self publishing was right for me. Everywhere I read says that self publishing is the best option for a lot of reasons, including: “more money” and control. The control I get. I have the control over who I get to edit, what gets put in the books, and the artwork.
I get that self publishing gets more money, because you can choose your price and that in turn can make you the most profit.
I guess I am just bummed because I haven’t found my target audience yet. My books are aimed for teens to young adults, and even adults. But being science fiction/fantasy may be a hard genre.
I also don’t know if readers are interested in a series of books, rather than stand alone ones. I’m writing a series, hoping to add several more to it in the next year or so.
Even though my writing career hasn’t taken off yet, with just two books self published, I’m not going to give up just yet. Hoping a day will come that readers find my books interesting enough to read.
When my thoughts take flight, I feel alive.
Discovering my own hearts so I can survive.
My mind clouds with ideas scattered.
Yet these thoughts are not tattered.
Ink to a page, words to my lips.
Letting the ideas from my fingertips slip.
Worlds never told, existing.
Thoughts always assisting.
To put it simply, it’s expression.
Writing is my obsession.
Something I’ve never liked to accept as an adult. The “real world” as many adults like to call being grown up and working 9 to 5 jobs that most people dread.
As a writer, I can’t stand that I have to work part time meet ends meet, but yeah I’ll do it because I have to. But I will not stop writing or stop trying to find a job related to writing.
I want to write, like any writer should. I know anyone and everyone can write, so the market is tough.
I know the “real world” is harsh and everyone can’t live their dream, but I’m not giving up. Everyone should get a chance at their dream.
(I sound like a terrible motivational speaker)
Brandan Chapman 