Why don't I give up?
A month and ten days have passed since Stop This Game, my book on bipolar disorder, was published. So far, 45 copies have been sold on Amazon and one (that I bought myself) on Kobo. Happy? Yes and no.
Yes. Every indie author will tell you that beginnings are tough. While I’m not a beginner, I’m also not a well-known name yet. I also put more money into Amazon and Facebook ads than I get back. But that’s all part of my plan. I’m playing the long game. I don’t want to be a one-hit wonder.
No. I’m rarely satisfied. I have no idea how much is enough for me. I still want to sell 100.000 copies of one of my books. I don’t care which one it is. So far, I’ve sold less than 700. So I’m far from being content.
Why don’t I give up? Why would I? I still have many good writing years before me (don’t look at me, AI). They say the best promotion of your book(s) is another book. They’re right. So all I have to do is write faster and more profoundly. I’m a writer, and we write.
You’re probably wondering what my next project is. There are more of them. I’m thinking about a sci-fi short stories collection. I’m also pondering an idea to write a technothriller novel. I already wrote a few short chapters of a non-fiction novel (no, it’s not about bipolar). There are a lot of ideas, but they’re worthless until I sit down, put some tunes on, and start writing.