A burning desire
to pen more words.
A need to continue
and finish what I started.
I began with the intent
to finish, to publish,
And still that is the goal.
The sooner I prove
to myself I can do this—
What I’ve wanted
for so long to do,
the sooner I can
do it again.
I have too many
ideas to write,
to develop, to work on,
too many worlds
who need my attention
It only matters
that I want to write them,
not that you do or do not
want to read them.
That is your business,
this is mine.
This poem is part of my debut collection Inside a Writer’s Head.
You can read more poems from Inside a Writer’s Head here, buy the collection, or join the January/February giveaway for a chance to win the ebook.
I am excited to announce that I have finished organizing the manuscript for Inside a Writer’s Head! (Check out what I learned about organizing a poetry collection!) I will be releasing the ebook on November 1 and the print book on December 1.
The collection synopsis/blurb:
“Inside a Writer’s Head is a collection of poems… about poems. And writing more generally. What do writer’s think about? What is the writing process like? What is my relationship with inspiration? Alyssa discusses this and more, with seriousness and humor in equal measure throughout this insightful collection.”
If you want an exclusive signed copy of the print book, email me now at firstname.lastname@example.org. These will be extremely limited, so contact me now to secure your copy! I may or may not be able to offer this again in the future, depending on the success of the poetry collection.
There will be more on self-publishing, Bookbaby, working with an artist on cover design, etc. in the near future, so check back soon or subscribe to the blog if you are interested in that!
In the meantime, feel free to ask any questions you have about the process or the collection in the comments. 🙂
This is more a reflection inspired by this post from Wait But Why that gave the name to this blog post you’re reading now. It’s really long, but I recommend you read it if you haven’t and do your own reflection.
I’ve wanted to write for at least five years now, maybe even closer to seven. The quality and quantity of my writing was drastically different (see Deleted Drafts: The Etaloniy Story for a prime example of this). But I knew I wanted to write. Initially it was a vague, general desire to write and publish books. I only kind of knew what that meant, and didn’t know what that looked like.
As I grew, physically, mentally, and in this desire to write, I developed strong convictions about making money by making art. In traditional publishing, the author makes royalties from sales, but the publishing house makes a lot of money too. The author probably makes a certain dollar amount from each book sale. It’s also crazy hard to get into traditional publishing. You have to find someone who connects with your story and can see it making them money.
That’s not what I wanted. I felt very strongly that if I were going to put in the hard work to write a book (or other sellable writing) that I wanted to make the money from my efforts if there were any money to be had from them. It would be my intellectual property being sold, it belongs to me, therefore I should benefit from sales. Also, creative control over my work is important to me. The cover image and all the contents. I don’t want to cut or add scenes I don’t want in order to get published.
This lead to the conclusion that I would self-publish. Even if I sell fewer books as a result, even if I don’t become as widely known, I care about my writing being mine more.
I have such a compulsion to write, even if it doesn’t become my career. I will keep doing it. I want to make it my career, at least partially, if I can. To do that, I joined a freelance site, opened commissions, and next month I’m publishing a poetry collection.