Catching Fireflies

finding magic along the way

Starting Up Again

What It Feels Like When It Starts to Feel Real

As many of you know, I have been learning a lot about self-publishing over the last year or so, but have really started to pick up my pace the last few months. It seems like every spare moment has been given to research and taking copious notes and pulling my hair out.

In the last few weeks, a few things happened that have made this whole self-publishing dream feel real. I hired an editor. I hired a graphic artist for my cover design. I met with an accountant about starting my own publishing company.

Now, many of you who already have books available on amazon may be reading that and thinking, yeah, so? Obviously these are all steps that must be taken on the path to publishing a book. But knowing that and actually doing that have been vastly different things.

I have learned that on this path every question I ask leads to five more things I hadn’t even thought of. Every class I take on formatting, leads to more things I have to figure out how to learn. Every check mark I place next to a task on my year-long to-do list generates five more.

Learn about formatting, realize you have no idea how or when to purchase an ISBN number. Look into ISBN numbers, learn that you need an entirely different classification if you ever hope to be offered in a library. Find a cover artist, realize you need to design a back and spine along with the front on the off-chance someone actually wishes to purchase a paperback instead of an e-book. Schedule your first round edits, realize there are multiple scenes you want to rewrite before you hand it over. Sign up for Kindle Direct Publishing and realize you have yet to write a description, let alone one that will wow and woo readers.

The list goes on and on…

So how does it feel when it starts to feel real?

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Kind of like the teacup ride at Disney, a swirling, jerking, mindbending, exciting, terrifying ride.

I try not to think about it too much or my head might explode, or I may collapse in a fetal position and stay there for a month. When something new crops up, something I hadn’t realized I didn’t know, I simply pull out my to do list and add it.

Baby steps, my friends. Baby steps, deep breathing and a lot of chilled wine. 🙂

What scary exciting things are you doing these days?


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