Today I had a great time with my writing buddy, An Howard. Lots of great questions asked and lots of great authors met. Networking, cookies, and good conversation, what more could I ask for?
The major question that stood out to me was, the major literary conundrum--self-publishing or seek a literary agent to get into a major publishing house. I've already gone the self-publishing route and if you have plenty of time, no job, or don't really care to become a best-selling author, I think it's the way to go. It was perfect for my first two books because my goal was just to be a published author. Check. Now, I'm looking to make it my sole source of employment, so...I'm kind of thinking the literary agent is the way to go. Except, the mere fact that they have to sift through hundreds of queries, intimidates me to no end. Now, all I have to do is figure out ways to make my letter stand out without resorting to perfume and colored paper. No easy feat. But, the way I see it, it's now or never. Try, or live a life in regret under the looming cloud of "what if."
Every time I think of giving up, I just remember a scene from the movie, Eat Pray Love (of course the book was better). The guy goes to this statue of a saint every day and prays, "please, please let me win the lottery. Everyday the same thing. Every day no lottery win. Then, one day he prays as usual and the statue leans down and says, "please, please buy a ticket." That really resonated with me because how could I ever expect to be a best-selling author unless I get the book published.
Raise a glass of Moscato or Sweet Red with me and say it with me, C'est la Vie! Cheers.
I'm a writer. Not because I have sold millions of copies of my books. I'm a writer because that's what I dream about and what I wake up thinking about. It's what makes me happy.