Hope all is well with each of you. It’s been an interesting weekend here. A new book up for sale (have you grabbed a copy of ‘Guarding Charon’ yet?), and a daughter graduating from high school.
As I sat in the bleachers, I thought off and on of my own graduation. The differences between her ceremony and mine. The emotions I felt, and wondered if she felt the same way.
Thirty years ago, as I sat in a rather uncomfortable folding chair while speakers droned on, I didn’t have the same dreams I do now. My life has taken a very unexpected Path. it’s never been smooth, that’s for certain. And I’ve made missteps along the way. Fell in love with the wrong guys, had days where I was a real wench. Started to study one thing, only to find out in spectacular fashion it wasn’t what I needed in my life. Found a new passion, followed it through to a 4 year degree.
Now, I write. I guide my daughters on how to find their own Path. And, maybe, I’ve helped a few people who follow this blog to go into the role of being a published author with eyes wider open than I had.
At 48, I can say I’ve finally found my feet moving forward like they should. I can look in the mirror every day and be happy with what I see. Not just the physical appearance, but the soul behind the exterior. I am the person I was born to be.
Yet, I still hold back in some ways. I become reluctant to really push my books. I put on a happy face and say sales are amazing even when they’re not. Of all the things I’m still trying to unlock, the mysteries of marketing and promotion are at the top of the list.
So, I search for something different to try. Something new that I can afford but haven’t done yet. There’s no magic formula to unlock sales. You can’t force people to buy your books. All you can do is smile, be pleasant, and hope that some magic happens.