Tick Tock Tick Tock

Since handing off my copies of my manuscript for Hunted to my beta readers yesterday I feel as though every passing minute has pounded a beat on the back of my skull in a maddening, never ending tattoo. The following is a recount of some of the thoughts that have meandered their way through my head. Some  may or may not be 100% accurate.

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…

It’s only been 20 minutes since I hit send. How is that even possible? It feels like a lifetime has passed.

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…

Okay, it’s been over 12 hours now, why hasn’t anyone written back? Why haven’t I’ve been flooded with congratulations for penning the next bestseller?

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…

I think I’m starting to develop a twitch in my right eye. I’m sure it’s nothing, but my cubicle neighbor keeps looking at me weird.

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…

Maybe their email isn’t working. I’ll send them the manuscript again, just to be sure. And copy myself on it to make sure email is working.

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…

Hmm. Email seems to be working fine, so why no reply?

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…

Okay, it’s been 13 hours since I sent them finished masterpiece. WTF?! Are they just doing this to spite me? They must be jealous of my genius. I didn’t think about how reading some an amazing piece of work might make them feel insignificant. Hope none of them feel suicidal. That must be it. They must all be too busy crying over their own failures to write back. Should send them all some tissues.

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…

15 hours! That should be ample time for them to come to terms with their own shortcomings and get to work on reading my novel. Why is no one responding? Why aren’t they all flocking around me, cheering my name? They should be lining up begging for my autograph and some small nugget of wisdom. How dare they besmirch me, their queen, their goddess of awesome?! Puny humans, I shall smite them. I shall strike them down and make them rue the day they ever sought to undermine my awesomeness. BEHOLD PUNY HUMANS, GAZE UPON THE FACE OF AWESOME AND QUIVER IN FEAR FOR I AM YOUR GOD!!

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…

Hello shiny happy people. A.J. here… hope I didn’t worry any of you with my little outburst. I feel much better now. Mr. Awesome Sauce found me some little blue pills and I feel so much better. A little sleepy. I think I’m just going to go lie down for a bit…

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…

Tick tock, tick, tock…

Tick tock…

Tick…

Tock…

Hello there beautiful

Happy Friday ghouls and boys! I hope you’re all gearing up to enjoy a beautiful spring day as we are here in Colorado. It looks like we’re finally getting a break in the weather, and have a few 80+ days ahead of us. It will be a nice break from the bitterly cold wind we’ve had all this week.

There’s not a whole lot going on today besides plans to go see the new Amazing Spiderman movie this evening with Mr. Awesome Sauce and some friends (woo hoo!), but I wanted to take a moment to share a pretty significant milestone with you all.

Last night I accomplished something I never thought I would – I surpassed 100k words on the manuscript for Hunted. Say it with me… one hundred thousand. Doesn’t that just have such a beautiful ring to it? I could sit here and just say it over and over all day. Of course, the people around me might think that I finally snapped and call the men in the pretty white coats. But I don’t care, no one can steal my happy today!

One hundred thousand… One hundred thousand words plucked from my imagination, and then woven together to create a story from my soul.

When I first set out on this journey to complete my first novel I balked at the idea of reaching 70k-80k words, not sure that I had enough story within me to reach that goal. And then I flew right past that benchmark, hollering and cheering all the way, with a lot more story still to tell.

It has been a joyous, and sometimes trying, experience thus far, and I hope that this is just the first of many such milestones that I reach within the coming months.

I have to give a big shout out to all of my friends, family, and readers who have given me encouragement and support over the past few months, and especially to my dear champion, confident and companion, Mr. Awesome Sauce. Without you, none of this could be possible.

Navigating the sea of social media

Ship

As an indie writer I am faced with the enormous task of building a following for myself, preferably before my first book even hits the virtual shelves. Unlike an author who goes the traditional publishing route I do not have a crack team of marketing professionals at my disposal, or an agent who will go to bat for me. I am just another no-name author in a sea of thousands vying for the attention of readers who have absolutely no obligation to buy my book or even notice me. It is not their job to find me, it is mine to put myself out there where they will see me.

As those of you who are adrift on the same ocean of self-publishing as I am know, this is an arduous, time-consuming, and oftentimes daunting task. Where do I begin? Which social media avenues should I pursue? How often should I blog, or Facebook, or Tweet? What do people want to know about me? There are a thousand questions breaking the surface of this vast ocean like whitecaps. And for every one there are a dozen others lurking beneath the dark waters, circling like some great gliding behemoth of the sea waiting for that first tantalizing drop of blood.

Luckily, what I do have is an amazing support group of friends and family who are happy to pimp me out (I told Mr. Awesome Sauce yesterday that his new nickname should be MacDaddy Awesome Sauce. I don’t think he was too keen on that one!), and you dear readers. Whatever it is that has drawn you to my little corner of the blogosphere I thank you from the bottom of my heart for sticking around, and joining me on this voyage.

The question remains though, how do I continue to attract followers, and what can I do to keep them?

For someone who generally finds it easy to pen a tale, I seem to have an inordinate amount of trouble coming up with engaging topics for this blog. I could simply recycle the same tried and true topics that I have seen several other bloggers touch upon, but I don’t want to feel like I am simply regurgitating the same material that’s been discussed a hundred times already. So, what on earth do I talk about? Do people really want to know that I had oatmeal breakfast for the fifth day in a row? Doubtful. Even I don’t really want to know that. But at the same time I feel like people want to see me in my blog, not just me begging everyone to “Please follow my blog, like me on Facebook, follow me on Twitter!” I don’t ever want my blog to feel like a constant barrage of pleas for people to buy my work, but rather a chance for them to get to know the person behind the words, and occasionally get updates on how the books are coming along, and some of the experiences I’ve had while sailing along on this voyage of achieving my dream.

I’m not sure if this post really ended up fitting the title, or if it was just a chance for me to express some of thoughts on what it feels like to be a newbie indie author just trying to stay afloat in an unending sea of fellow authors. In the end all I can do is…

JustKeepSwimming