As I was loading the dishwasher yesterday (it’s a form of active meditation, by the way), I realized I’m basically having triplets this summer.
I’m not sure why I decided to independently publish three books in a matter of months. Perhaps it just worked out this way. I kept shuffling forward on each book and they’re all coming to fruition around the same time. Perhaps I’m impetuous and impatient. You decide.
First, there’s the Intuitive Symbols Coloring Book: Unlock your intuition through meditative coloring. That was a somewhat unexpected baby with a fairly easy gestation (if a bumpy delivery as I realized I had no idea what I was doing and there several million more details that I expected).
Next is The Awesomely Amazing Adventures of Cherry: Butterfly Buddies, which is in its final throes of production (I got the proof copy in the mail today). I plan to have it published in July.
Then there’s the tentatively titled, The Symbol Dictionary Workbook: Understanding the meaning of your intuitive, psychic and dream symbols. That one is still in the works, currently in the end of the design stage, to be birthed into the world later this summer, hopefully in August.
No wonder I feel overwhelmed.
I’ve taken a lot on, especially during a time full of changing schedules, trips and limited work time. Because, on top of these awesome personal writing projects, I still have work to do (paying work, I remind myself). And I need my billable client work to fund the production of my own writing projects.
My hope is that, long term, my books earn money. The coloring book has already sold enough to pay for the expenses of creating it. But not the hours that went into making it. Or that I need to put into promoting it.
Sadly, there’s no magic that happens once you get a book out into the world which causes millions of sales of that book. I knew this going into it. That, once birthed, a book still has to be tended to and cared for. And sold. Over and over again. That takes effort and time.
Plus, book marketing puts me in new and uncomfortable waters. I understand marketing principles, how to create a marketing plan, how to write press releases and promote events. How to create and implement a social media strategy. How to track sales, keep books, file taxes. How to promote myself. But I haven’t done it before in this context. And I haven’t done it for my own work. So it’s scary, uncertain, new.
As an independent author, I’m also doing this largely on my own. I don’t have an agent to advise me or an editor at my publishing house. Or a marketing department to either tell me what to do or confer with and support my plans and efforts. (Not that a traditional publishing deal would necessarily give me so much support I could do little to nothing. I know I’d still have to work on it then, too. But it’d hopefully be work in collaboration with others.)
These things have been stressing me out lately. There’s been a lot less basking in the glow of my accomplishments (I published a book!) than I expected and a lot more freaking out about how I’m going to actually sell it now.
As I walked home this morning after dropping my car off for an oil change (more active meditation), it occurred to me that it’s OK to back off a little and that I may want to approach this adventure with more playfulness and wonder. I’m on this journey to satisfy my long-time longing to be an author. To give myself the things I want in this life and to stop standing in my own way.
In that sense, this doesn’t need to be hard or feel difficult. I may not be completely sure what I’m doing, but I know I’ll find my way. I don’t need to know exactly where I’m going to approach the journey with curiosity and willingness to take the very next steps in front of me.