Showing posts with label Three of a Kind. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Three of a Kind. Show all posts

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Am I Selling Out?

If you've read any of my latest entries, you know that I'm considering self-publishing seriously for a number of reasons. I believe that the future of publishing is changing and the industry will be completely reformed in 5-10 years. The bound book will disappear, which will spell the demise of one of my most revered places; the bookstore. Opportunities will abound for the savvy writer and publisher alike. iBooks.com is already under construction and my imagination runs wild about who is the power behind it. Amazon.com already claims close to a million sales of their first generation Kindle--an electronic book reader that Oprah endorsed and can't live without--and their sales of eBooks are a significant portion of their overall sales. Remember, an eBook is like a digital recording of music; once the original is created infinite copies can be sold at 100% profit. No other materials, warehousing, shipping costs, etc. are required, only the cost of marketing.

That brings me to the biggest reason behind my decision to possibly self publish. With the massive numbers of new books printed yearly, publishers allocate marketing budgets for only a select few of their authors, the rest are on their own, and for what, a tiny percentage of not even net sales. Without a minor miracle, an author's book without marketing will rarely sell more than 5,000 copies. My belief is that if I'm responsible for all of the marketing—the most important aspect of sales—then I'm entitled to most of the profits.

Well, my first novel is ready. I can do no more edits, it's been edited exhaustively by others, the cover's ready and phenomenal, and all that's left for me to do is sign a contract with my favorite POD company. Why have I waited? In big part, it’s because of the economy. I'm sure book sales are suffering too. The other major factor is that I'm just not ready financially and need more time to plan my marketing strategy. Marketing takes money and successful marketing requires a well-developed plan. I'm not there yet.

Therefore, while I wait and ponder, I've been sending out queries to agents; email queries only. Printed and mailed queries are a pain. Just recently, several agents requested portions of my manuscript: the first chapter, the first 30 pages, or the first 50 pages. One agent who requested 50 pages 4 days ago just requested the rest of the manuscript. What? Wait a minute. I had given up on agents and the traditional route. I was only fishing for fun and now I find myself with a potential dilemma. What if they want to represent me? Will you still respect me if I whimper out and go the traditional route? I checked the agency's web site and while they aren't a big New York firm, they are tremendously successful and have represented at least 50 bestsellers. Not only that, but a BLOG at their site says that they love it when they get 50 pages and they just have to see the rest, and my book does one thing very well, it draws you in more and more as each chapter goes by.

Of course, I'd be projecting if I began to believe that a publishing contract and debut is soon to follow. I'm grounded and realistic enough to know better than thinking that way. It's like imagining what your children will look like halfway through your first date with someone you just met. The word premature doesn't come close to defining it. I can however, entertain a few brief fantasies. I've already had one contract to publish my first novel and I canceled it because I realized that my publisher was not right for what I wanted and expected. If a real publisher makes me an offer, would I take it? As long as the rights were not for perpetuity, you bet your sweet bippy I would. The industry is changing, and will change even more, but for the moment, the traditional business model is still King.

 

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

I've got some good new, and I've got some bad news. Which do you want to hear first?

What, the good news? Nah, I think you want to hear the bad news first. I signed a contract for publication of Three of a Kind almost a year ago and the release date was August 28th, 2008, just a scant six weeks away. I canceled the contract.

What? Are you nuts, Steve? Maybe, maybe not. Look, I have always been an entrepreneurial person first and an artist second. At times, I'd like to be what I call the 'Martyr Artist.' You know, the one who just wants to paint, sculpt, or write and let someone else worry about the business side of things. Let me be free to create. Unfortunately, there's that entrepreneurial spirit and business background. While learning about marketing and distribution, I began to realize that my publisher fell short of an acceptable mark. It was an agonizing decision. I didn't put my heart into Three of a Kind and wait a year for it to be published with no investment of my soul also. After I made the announcement to my publisher and we agreed the contract was canceled, I melted down. I think the stress brought on a migraine that had me in a total state of pain, confusion, and puking for six hours. Not fun. I had to do what I thought was in my best interests as a writer and my future. It may have been a colossal mistake, but I don't think so or else I wouldn't have been able to go through with it. Yes, thank you for asking, I feel fine this morning.

So, what's the good news. Well, that remains to be seen. I now have the choice of self-publishing or starting the grind of acquiring an agent and/or publisher. The latter of the two almost guarantees that Three of a Kind would not be published for eighteen to twenty-four months, at a minimum. Can I wait that long with the entrepreneurial spirit burning inside of me? Probably not.

I'm currently writing an article on and will use the time to make a decision.

So, I must apologize to the few of you who pre-ordered my book or were awaiting its release. I guess the good news is that will be published eventually and my chances of success will be exponentially higher. Ignore the fact that my finger's are crossed that means nothing, its an affliction, a nervous tick.

I will keep you updated. Peace out.