UPDATE 2/1/2016
Total sales: 13
Total page reads: 3139
My tale needs to be a cautionary one. I think a lot of writers starting out are kind of lulled into this sense of "OH MY GOD, I'M GOING TO BE THE NEXT (insertselfpubfamousnamehere)" and that's a great thing to think. It's motivational and the idea of all those dolla bills (yes, I skipped the "r" in dollar intentionally) can keep a person going from Chapter 1 to The End.
I've been self-pubbing since 2013. I have ten books out. I have to be honest with you though. Every month, I think I'm scrapping in anywhere from 20-40 bucks a month. LOL. It's kind of depressing and painful, but I'm in this for the long run, so even though the sales numbers are depressing, I can't stop.
Keep in mind, I pretty much stopped writing for all of 2015. I had just moved to a different country and everything was falling down around me. Of course I kept writing, but I did nothing to maintain my publishing business. I did no promo, publishing nothing new, didn't bother to fix the messed up Createspace print books because I didn't see anyone buying my books, print or otherwise.
Sales are trickling through. In truth, I'm writing in one of the most popular genres and I should be making a lot more. But I'm not. My fault, of course.
I got lazy and that's kind of the death keel (is that even the right word?) in the self-publishing world.
2016 rolled around and I looked back at 2015 with disgust, wondering what exactly I thought I'd be achieving.
So this past month, I kind of grabbed my writing career by the neck and shook it really hard. Then I got back to work. Today I am finishing the sequel to The Handsome Devil.
My word count for January was 61,789, but I only started writing on the 16th, so really my average daily wordcount is around 3.8k. Not bad, but recently I started pulling 5k days, to be accomplished in two totally focused hours. Then I moved up to 8k days, possible in 3 1-hour writing sessions. Having written 8k for the past few days, I know it's possible to hit 10k in 4 hours. I don't have a job. All I have is an empty house (husband went to Vietnam for a few weeks, but I opted to stay home to write my ass off for the next few weeks), three lazy cats and about twenty pounds of coffee beans.
2016 is going to be different. I'm not going to quit. I won't quit. I can't quit.
See you guys in March!