I’ve recently released my seventh novel, Bygora Vandos ~ Sinclair V-Log LB734/A which you can investigate here, and as is the norm on such occasions, I’ve been trying to promote it. I’ve done all the things a destitute author does at such times; constant updates on my facebook author page, regular tweeting, blogging here etc and, as usual, the ripples I’ve managed to create have been underwhelmingly, laughingly small.
This time however, I decided to try something I’ve never done before and see if it makes a difference. Over the past few months, I’ve welcomed authors here on my blog to spotlight their new releases, but I’ve never done a blog tour myself. So I thought I’d have a go this time, after all, it doesn’t cost me any money, right?
I decided to try a modest run with this, so I opted for a fourteen day tour, starting on October 29th. I’ve been advertising for hosts several times a day on facebook and twitter and I blogged about it here, even asking people to reblog my post here if they couldn’t be bothered to actually host me properly.
So far, I’ve had five people offer to host me. Yes, just five (5). Out of the thousands of authors I am connected to via facebook, twitter, google+, linkedIn and everywhere else on the internet, only five people could be bothered to offer to host me? Seriously? Are indie authors so up their own asses that they think they can afford to be so arrogant and selfish?
Yes, they are.
The more I connect with indie authors, the less proud I am to be one. In fact, the others make me ashamed to be one of them. When I think of all the flack we have to put up with from trad published authors, the stigma of self publishing, attacks from those who think their opinions matter, I am saddened to find out that my greatest enemy comes from within the indie community, not without.
Not content with producing badly written trash and openly plagiarised content/titles/characters, they then feel justified in using any and every tactic they can think of, to bring down the competition and prevent other indie authors reaching an audience desperate for something readable at last. The lack of quality of their work stands for itself. Today I saw one author on facebook proudly displaying the new cover for their latest release (which they laughingly call a ‘book’ but which is really only 20k words long. More of a pamphlet my dear!) I don’t think I’ve seen a book cover so amateurish. It’s almost embarrassing to look at it and I pray that person never asks me what I think of it, because I hate to lie, I really do.
I’m at the stage now where I don’t lack confidence in the quality of my writing, but I’ve also come to the conclusion that I am ashamed to be an indie author, simply because it means I’m lumped in with ‘them.’ I now wish I was trad published, and I’ve even considered forming my own publishing company, just to produce my own books. This will enable me to take a step away from ‘them’ and their culture of sabotage, lies and fraud. From purchasing reviews, offering ‘prizes’ in return for sales/reviews, deliberately refusing to help other authors get the word out, posting bad reviews of other authors’ books, and all the other dubious practices they indulge in, I want no part of it.
I may only have five souls with vision and discernment enough to host me, but those five are worth ten thousand of the rest of ‘them.’ They know there is room on the shelf for everyone’s book, that this business is about producing work of quality that can not only entertain people, but can change lives. My work will be doing that long after I’m dead and gone, it will be doing that long after the rest of the trash has fallen to the bottom of the charity shop bargain bin, and long after the flames that consume its pages warms the hands of street bums down under the freeway.
That’s the thing ‘they’ never quite get. It’s not about making money or being famous, it’s about creating something magnificent and life changing, that is worthy of its place in the universal consciousness forever. I’m doing that, with or without a blog tour.