I read a post recently on one of the lists I belong to that said once your book has been out a year, it's time to move on to other things. Too late for a book blog tour, which I never did? No more book signings? I've only done a couple. Should I even consider converting the memoir to an ebook, or is it too late for that as well?
My energy has shifted completely to the new work. Between that and my singing group, life with hubby, and time with friends and family, I don't have much left over. Still, when I read other authors' blogs, hear how much effort and energy they are putting into promoting their books, I wonder if I did enough.
Since I was a marketing professional for 30+ years, I know the answer to that question is no. I didn't. But my intention with "Following the Whispers" was never about selling books. It was about turning all the pain, angst, and lessons learned into something positive--something that might benefit others.
Frankly, it worries me about this new writing--that I might not have any energy for promotion once I'm done. But I can't dwell there. That will stop the creative process right in its tracks. I can only do what I can do from one moment to the next, setting honorable intentions, putting one foot in front of the other, breathing in and out as deeply as possible, and letting go of results.
Thank goodness I'm not dependent on my book for income. It is only about self-esteem and feeling as if I have value on this Earth. Which, by the way, I now know I do.
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Welcome to Following the Whispers blog
Thank you so much for taking the time to visit. Hope you enjoy your stay. I blog here on Monday and Tuesday. This blog was created at the time my memoir came out, in February, 2009. Its motto was: creating a life of inner peace and self-acceptance from the depths of despair.
"ONLY ONE THING IS MORE FRIGHTENING THAN SPEAKING YOUR TRUTH, AND THAT IS NOT SPEAKING IT." Naomi Wolf
"We are called human beings, not human doings."
Wes Nisker, Buddhist teacher
"The way to do is to be."
"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs..(And) if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly."