After I clicked “publish” on Amazon’s Kindle Direct Publishing program, I sat back and waited for my life to change.
It was as if I thought self-publishing my teen vampire novel, What Kills Me, would be transformative: kind of like when Prince Adam raises his sword and becomes He-Man. Following six months of writing and spending about $2,000 preparing my ebook for publication, by the power of Amazon, I was now an author.
Except that putting your book for sale on Amazon feels like dropping a single grain into a bag of rice — you need to paint it green or point it out, or else how will anyone distinguish it from the rest? So nothing happened. And I felt no different.
Read the rest of my self-publishing journey in the National Post, Dec. 14, 2012.
And in case you missed it: Part One: How and why I self-published
Also, you can find my alter ego, Wynne Channing, online:
Where to buy the bestselling, top-rated novel: What Kills Me