Writing the book was difficult, opening old wounds to bleed onto the pages.
Editing the book was easier, because my friends helped me.
The second edit was expensive, but worth it.
The third edit was frustrating; the legalities of memoir making every decision a tedious process. Something as simple as changing a character’s name and appearance took careful planning and research.
Uploading the files to CreateSpace was exciting. Resizing the cover image was not. Waiting for approval made hours feel like days.
And then it was time to proof the final files. I couldn’t sit still. It was finally happening. I was about to publish my memoir. More than ten years in the making, it was ready.
Except it wasn’t.
The first batch of books had a horrible error. Chapter Four was duplicated and Chapter Five was missing. Thankfully, a friend told me about it. I rushed home to fix it, and cringed when I saw twenty copies had been sold on Amazon with the error. I quickly offered to email or snail mail the missing chapter to the people I had personally sold copies to, but how could I fix the Amazon purchases?
I posted a note on this blog. Thankfully, several readers responded. The offer stands until I reach every one of those first readers. I am sorry for the mistake. The fault is my own.
Looking back, other than the one mistake, the publishing process was a delightful journey. I’m thankful it wasn’t a smooth ride. Learning sometimes takes bumps and shakes.
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