Rock, Paper, Scissors – To e-publish, self-publish, or…


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“When we read a book, the faint smell of paper is picked up by the brain. The perception of smell triggers the limbic system…connected not just with smell but also with our memory and emotions. If you’re an avid reader who finds reading books to be a way to shred stress…just the smell of books starts to make you feel more relaxed.”  www.themissingword.blogspot.com posted by ML Ware

Psychologists tell us that powerful memories are often associated with smell. Turkey roasting in the oven on Thanksgiving, coming home and smelling dinner, baking bread or apple pie. Instant hunger. If I think about it I can smell my grandmother coming out of her bath in a cloud of Cashmere Bouquet, or my mother’s perfume as she leaned over to kiss me goodnight. She smelled like lillies of the valley.

I love books. I love the smell of books. And I love libraries…they have their own unique smells and ambiance. But there is so much more to books then just the smell: trolling book stores, the wait to find one by a favorite author, the anticipation of first opening it, adjusting the pillows and sinking into the soft cushions of our loveseat, the feel of the paper, smooth or pebbly, the whisper of the turning pages.  Ahhhhhh…..

I have a kindle and now a mini-ipad, but there is nothing that beats a real book.

So imagine a book of my own.  The first time I printed the manuscript of The Call and put it into a binder and held it in my hands, my dream made real and tangible, I cried. Soupy I know. But I barely had a moment to enjoy finishing it before I had any number of people tell me to “just do an e-book and sell it on Amazon.”

“But I want a book…” I try to explain.

“Books are almost over,” they respond. “Soon they’ll be extinct like records, even cds, we live in an electronic download world.”

“But I want paper…something I can touch. You know a A BOOK!”

“Books are like dinosaurs and getting one published about as hard as it gets.”

“You’re wrong,” I push back, “The Wall Street Journal just published an article called ‘Don’t burn your books, Print is here to stay.’ Books will never go extinct.”

“So then self-publish,” is their retort. “Fewer and fewer books are going to get published. Why take the hastle of chasing agents and hoping they’ll sell some publisher on your book. Just do it yourself.”

It’s like I’m in this big mental game of rock, paper, scissors. Ebooks are the rock tripping up the world of publishing and looking more and more like a giant glacial boulder.

Ok, if you want paper, then self-publish.  Paper covers rock.  Well, maybe.

But it feels to me like self-publishing is the thinnest, smallest paper, and requires money (which I don’t have), an effective self-developed marketing plan, (which I don’t have) and even more self-promotion skills, so lots of time. (which I don’t have.)  I can see it working in some instances. The Shack is a mega-seller that started self-published.  And a new writer at Wordsmiths, my writer’s group, has a great plan. I can see him succeeding brilliantly.

So someday, perhaps, I might go that way. But I have always wanted to have it all:  an agent, a publisher, an editor.  I know it is next to impossible and growing harder by the minute to be published, but I can’t help it…I still want it. I want a book, and I want the confirmation that a real agent and a real editor think The Call is worth being a book.

So, an agent and an editor, two blades of a pair of scissors that for now at least cut paper.

Rock, paper, scissors…Ink!  Round and round, I go. Others will choose what is right for them,  but for now, for me, …back to my query letters.

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About joanneeddy

Writer living in North Carolina. Originally from upstate New York. I love my family, my community, and my friends, and embrace 'living deliberately' in the world, trying to make a difference. I have written an as yet unpublished book, The Call, an epic fantasy with historical fiction and folklore elements. My blog is for other writers, for those who love a good read, and for all who, like me, are looking to find and live their call.
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5 Responses to Rock, Paper, Scissors – To e-publish, self-publish, or…

  1. mikesoper says:

    Real books. Moving to North Carolina, I knew I would need new historical underpinnings. I read Inglis Fletcher’s dozen Carolina Chronicals. I bought them one-at-a-time from on-line used book dealers. The first was published in 1939, over 70 years ago. History does not go out of date, but there is no way that Amazon.com will be supporting today’s Kindle file formats and devices seventy years from now, if Amazon.com still exists.
    When I settled into retirement, I began to acquire Braithwaite’s Anthology of American Magazine Verse, 1913 to 1929, after I ‘discovered’ one in a used book store. William Stanley Braithwaite was the Poetry Editor for the Boston Transcript. He could not find a publisher for poetry books, so he borrowed money to publish them himself. There is Absolutely no way that today’s ebooks will be available in 100 years. The computer industry accelerates obsolescence.
    I admit that it’s a kick to watch my wife read my poems on her smart phone, but I know she buys a new cell phone every two years. Hello. Goodbye.

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    • joanneeddy says:

      Hi Mike…I told you I had started a post before Monday’s group….this is the finish of it. But I hope you saw the comment I added about you. If anyone can make a success of self-publishing or e-publishing it’s you! It’s funny you talked about looking for historical underpinnings to live here. I did almost the same thing. Though I only recently discovered Inglis Fletcher, I found some great texts – info on the Culpepper Rebellion in Perquimmans County, the land controversy over Durant’s Neck, a letter from a woman who lived through the Yankees invasion of Elizabeth City and told of their taking all the court records in a wagon into the Dismal Swamp where they spent the rest of the war. I just love discovering gems of history like those. Anyway, thanks for commenting.

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  2. I’m with you. At least for now I want to show that with God’s help I’ve earned the right to call myself an author. Maybe afterwards I might change my mind, but right now I’m still looking for the Lord to show me the way. I think then I’ll have the confidence to tell the world I have something that some publishing house was willing to gamble on, and it’s worth their hard earned money. It’s hard for me to promote a product that ‘professionals’ in the field didn’t think was one yet.

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  3. Best of luck ~ keep us posted on the progress of your book! 🙂

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