The limbo has ended. The cover went through. The words are proofed. Now? More waiting. The hardcopy proof is supposed to show up at my door today or tomorrow. This feels like Christmas. The actual book will be held in my actual hand.
Today I don't even attempt to meditate. Nope, bring on the coffee and slight agitation resembling excitement. (Slight agitation resembling excitement might actually be an apt description of what my personality has turned into because of self-publishing.)
I sit here today with a to-do list that includes a lot of creation: blog here, edit two posts ready for publication, write two more and submit. The business of writing a book, if you want to sell it, also requires a lot of guest blogging. You pitch an idea, they accept it, you write it, voila. Guest blogging sounds so simple, but it requires a forcefield of creative hutzpah to sit down and write a new blog or repurpose new ideas when all of your attention is wrapped up in the mundane details of launching a book.
Other things you might not realize require your attention if you're writing a book:
- marketing on the social media
- good copy writing skills
- an elevator pitch
- the ability to figure out margins, dimensions + bleed areas
- a vision for your launch party
- ideas and pitches for workshops
- building a launch team
- oh there's more than this. And everything requires oodles of email corresponding.
So to come up with the next brilliant guest blog post requires a little oomph. I don't mind it. I thought about this yesterday -- about what my journey to publication would look like if I hadn't done it myself. It would still be a lot of waiting, but many of the creative pieces would be out of my hands. The publisher would set the date, choose a cover and determine the marketing campaign. I would sit there on the sidelines, bored, wanting to jump in and help.
Self-anything, from publishing to producing, is unequivocally satisfying. Do I love figuring out if my book's margins are correct? No. When I hold that book in my hands and I see the layout is perfect and beautiful and orderly, will I feel a sense of accomplishment and pride? Yes. There is something magical about the blood you lay down to make it yourself. I love my book more and more, because I'm not just in charge of the content, I'm in charge of how it looks and feels in your hand.
It's so much (never-ending) work, and it is so (unquestionably) worth it.