I write books! Oh yes, I sure do! Started my first, now lost, when I was eighteen and waiting to go to university. They are available as both paperbacks and e-books.
Inertia and fear have both kept me out of the authorial spot-light. During my teaching years, I was too easily put off by rejections from traditional publishing firms. But letters of rejection, I now realise, are common-place: Even well-known writers have their fair share of the damn things!
In retrospect, I should have persevered.
Self-publishing two of my three extant novels, and creating three books of short stories, has been great fun – and I have sold a few, both on the ground and through Amazon.
I have tended to flitter about, like a pollen-seeking bee, alighting now on this flower of initiative, now on another, settling nowhere for very long. I have given nothing enough time, have been over-excited, or over-fearful, have pulled back and flown off before the precious nectar had a chance to work its alchemy.
But – my five books are out there, published, ready to read, to be devoured, and they are not going to disappear. In fact, if I have my way, they will be snapped up by more and more eager readers.
Genre? Varied! Humour, mysticism, literary biography, sex, semi-autobiography – a gallimaufry indeed! Read my reviews on Amazon. Most are 5 star.
If you enjoy reading my blog posts, you’ll love my books!
It is up to me. It always was. If I believe in myself, and send out those positive signals, others will bathe in the warmth and light of that inner confidence and certainty.
I write books! I am extremely proud of them! I believe in their potential to soar high!