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  • 11 - 06, 2011
    Uncle. I quit.

    Gosh, I’d love to find all the people who have written articles about how you can self-publish your book in one day and wring each of their necks. Very, very slowly. I first published The River Within in April. This is October. It’s still not perfect on my Nook – five extra pages and two gaps between paragraphs, but tonight I thought, okay, I can live with that. I think (oh please dear god please dear god) after hiring a professional editor, at least all the typos are out. The formatting….

    The formatting is what’s making me alternately homi- and suicidal. Uploaded the “final” version to Kindle and the formatting is worse than when I started in April. None of the Arial font came out (okay on the Nook) and the paragraph breaks (okay on the Nook) are all over the place or non-existant.

    I think I will go to my day boss tomorrow and say, “You know what? I’m done writing. It was fun but it’s over. I’ll take that full-time job you’ve always wanted me to take. ” Future posts will be about the thrill of walking behind  excavators and bulldozers all day. But at least I know how to do that.  

     

     

     

    3 Responses to “Uncle. I quit.”

    1. [...] Baxter Clare posted Uncle. I Quit. [...]

    2. Lara says:

      It might make you feel better to get back to being a writer, Bax. Just a writer, not a publisher. I wish you luck finding your happiness again. Those of us who write, even a day job is not sufficient to keep away the depression of feeling as if we haven’t succeeded when the “business” of writing smushes the happiness we feel writing.

    3. Salem West says:

      I totally get what you mean about having long periods of time when you seriously consider chewing your leg off. Really. I do. And I also get the boundless thrill and excitement that comes with close proximity to heavy equipment on a daily basis. Still, I really don’t want to consider a world where you no longer write. Selfish of me? Absofreakinlutely. Still, if you choose to walk away, just be aware that I will stalk you relentlessly just to catch tidbits of your grocery list and occasional ‘note to self” post-its . . . even at the risk of being snatched up bald by your lovely wife. Yup, some consequences are completely worth it – your writing is worth it.

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