No, seriously! Sometimes, I believe success is overrated. Like, for instance, now.
Here I am writing, self publishing (with family help) and failing like a stinky week old gallon of milk, not lurking in the back of the refrigerator, but sitting hot on the counter with top off for all who comes within range to smell. Great! Really, it is.
I am learning so much!
For one, I am learning that even without marketing or any paid advertising and without any word of mouth assistance, I can sell six, (yes, that is right six books). Fantastic. I didn’t think one would have sold!
One unprompted, out of the goodness of her heart review. This fantasy is actually a dream. A dream with some legs.
How can I say that?
Well, first off, I had worked tirelessly on steeling myself up for a blast of negative, derogatory comments, and being slammed. Hasn’t happened.
Also, was prepared to sell zero. Yes, I said zero as in the number naught. Not even those who might have just been giving me lip service during my attempt to write and complete one story, did I expect to buy it. Guess what? Yep, you got it . . . Hasn’t happened.
Then there is that whole the part about attempting to finish a story, which I did wonder if I could do. Sure I could finish the tales I told my kids when they were little. But sitting down to finish a story to read? What was I thinking? Wasn’t sure I could do it, but . . it happened.
So, wa-la. It is now on Barnes and Noble’s site as a Nook Book.
Don’t forget it is still available on Amazon.
Oh, sure, there are errors. No it isn’t perfect. That isn’t the point.
I did it. I finished a story for my granddaughter.
I did it. It is available as an ebook.
I did it. Working on the proof for the print version.
So while by a sales standpoint it comes down on the fail side of things, in so many other ways (ways that really count) it is a success. Those ways are my standards.
Funny how life works like that, but really, we set our own benchmarks. More so than society, or friends, or even family. And the person setting those goals to obtain, they are the only ones qualified to determine whether or not success or fail happen.
Remember that next time you feel like failure is upon you. Step back, ask, what did I expect of myself? By whose standards did I fail?
Have courage! Failure is fun.