Thursday, September 13, 2018

(Self-)publish and be damned!

I have made a decision: I am going to self-publish my other novels. 

If I don't I will continue to sit around and mope and not take any action except moan about how agents wouldn't recognise a great voice if it shouted in their ears. This way I have to revise and edit them, prepare them and do all the rest involved in self-publishing. So I will actually be doing something creative - writing even - instead of playing on FaceBook, playing games and generally lacking inspiration and enthusiasm.

Can you tell I'm feeling better? You wouldn't guess that though if you could hear me this morning. Had a lovely walk last night with a young friend but it's left me coughing like a - what's something that coughs a little bit every now and again?

Some pics from last night's walk along the cliff path to Rotherslade and back in time for a cup of tea at Castellamare.


6 comments:

ole Phat Stu said...

Its Not the Coffs aß carries you ough. Its the coughin they carries you ough in ��

Liz Hinds said...

For which I am grateful, Stu.

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

Definitely a golden oldie!

Polly said...

Looks like a lovely place for a walk. Good decision to self publish, not that I know anything about it!

Anonymous said...

well let's see. I'm in the middle of a land mass called America.
we've only been a state since 1907. and there's no mountain to shout from.
and you'd have to get past the roar of the hurricanes surrounding our shores right now...
but I say forget the agents! and publish! YAYYYYY!!!!

Anonymous said...

Good for you on self publishing and may all go well with you in the endeavor.
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