Month: November 2012

Working Girl PosterHere’s the second installment in a series about four women who’ve taken fate in their own hands. I mean, if you don’t do it, no one else will. I’m pretty sure of that. In this case, the women wanted a published book. You, on the other hand may want something else, and I think these stories serve as a guide. At least for me, they do.

I’ve learned a lot of practical stuff from these women’s struggles, but, more importantly, I’ve learned not to be afraid of breaking rules and to develop a very thick skin when it comes to other people’s negativity. They’re not going to help you anyway, and if and when you do succeed, they’ll be the first to jump on the bandwagon. Latest tale to prove that? An agent telling a self-published writer she’d previously rejected something like “Whatever I said before forget about it. That was then, this is . . .

Janes DaughterI’d thought about going to the big Self-Publishing Book Expo that was held in NYC October 27. Good thing I didn’t. Sandy, anyone? I went to New Mexico instead to see my daughter. There were some medical issues, shall we say, and her husband was on his pilot’s hitch. She needed her Mom. And her Dad. So off we went.

We watched movies, ate green chile at Tomasita’s and drove along the old road to Taos. And of course under the circumstances, we stopped at the Santuario de Chimayo for some healing dirt, which has helped everyone’s spirits, at least. I actually did manage to follow the Self-Publishing Expo on Twitter, if you can believe that. At least, I followed people’s 150 characters worth of comments.

Anyway, one of my self-publishing inspirations was . . .