The title’s a misnomer. I’ve been an author for much longer than a year. If I were to be one of those accurate titlists, it would probably be something like My Year as a Published Author…but that just doesn’t have the same ring to it.
But yes, no matter your thoughts on the title, today marks one year since the fateful day I pressed the Publish button and released my first novel, The Legend of Buddy Hero into the wild. However, like I said, that was in no way my first day as an author.
In fact, pressing that Publish button (although done somewhat accidentally) was a pretty big moment for me, the culmination of something around 15 years of work. For 10 years I worked through the tale in my head, trying to put together the larger pieces of this puzzle of a story I wanted to tell, while finding there to be so many similar stories out there already, just due to the nature of the wealth of super hero stories that have been told over their 75 years of existence.
But it wasn’t until almost 5 years ago when I would finally sit down and begin writing that sucker. And although I love to write…the five years that followed the day where I finally began forcing myself to put pen to paper (so to speak…although actually accurate considering the first few pages were handwritten) were quite emotionally draining. The writing of the first draft felt like it took forever…and it did, considering how quickly the books to follow would take. Getting my voice right, getting my rhythm down, understanding the differences between telling a story in novel form from my previous writing mediums…all of these things took a lot of time and effort, and, of course, failure, to figure out.
And I’m still figuring it all out. I’m by no means a master of the craft, although I think I’m getting pretty darned great at it. But those four years of trying to get this beast together were an important four years of battling my own demons to realize the number one thing about being an author…it really kinda sucks.
Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love writing, but between the failures and the rejections, there’s honestly very little one should love about the craft outside of the personal satisfaction of putting the damned thing together in a way that you can feel proud of. Obviously it’s also pretty awesome to have people tell you they loved it, but something within the heart of an author, I believe, always questions the authenticity of such statements, even if there is absolutely no reason to do so.
So, with all that being said, I do feel somewhat confident in stating that Buddy’s birthday also marks the day of my rebirth as an author, the day where I was finally ready to throw caution completely to the wind and just put the damned thing out there once and for all and tell the world that I’m the guy who writes stories about super heroes!
Still working on my marketing techniques.
But looking back at the past year shows me how exciting it really has been. Sure, Buddy hasn’t quite hit the 50 books sold mark, but over 500 folks have taken advantage of the early free promotions to get this book into the homes of folks all across the world, including Germany, India, and even Australia.
And Buddy’s little brother, The Agora Files, is quickly shaping up to outdo Buddy in no time, considering the much more mainstream subject matter that folks are responding fantastically to.
But none of that compares to what I have planned for the future. Every day when I sit down to write, I find myself overly eager to get these next books out to all of you, because I know you’re going to love them even more than the ones you’ve gotten. I’m especially excited to see what you’ll all think of the sequel to The Legend of Buddy Hero…which is getting pretty darned close to having it’s own birthday designated.
But…for now, I’ve gotta get back to work. Celebrations can only be so long and I’ve got so many more words to put out there. As opposed to a year ago, I’m officially proud to say I’m an author…and I have Buddy (as well as all of you) to thank for that.
Have fun out there!