Thought I'd leave some little notes here, as I know some people don't chug over to LinuxLibrarian too often. Tux isn't scary. He's a fat, tryptophan laden penguin. Love him! Love him!
Healthwise I'm doing better. I still hurt, but the horrible fatigue (which is an awful name for it, but is the closest thing that describes it) is gone, thanks to a drug used for ADHD. I've tried to skip a day here and there, and once again the fatigue rolls in like a giant black fogbank. So I don't skip it anymore.
So that means I'm starting back to work part time next Thursday. I am so happy. I really missed them there. They gave me the option to start part time because they didn't want to wear me out to start with... A gradual period of adjustment. I hope to be full time again within six months.
And in a few short weeks, my book will go live on Amazon, BN.com and be available through Ingrams, friend to librarians everywhere. I've gotten some pretty good feedback on it from those on Lulu (where it's available now), for which I am grateful.
The book (see, now you got me going?) has kind of a long sordid history with me. I wrote it several years ago... Maybe even closer to ten. Then I put it away for awhile, then I started marketing it to publishers about two years later. The third publisher I tried it with bought it. The contract sucked but I signed it anyway. Most first book contracts do suck. It was an ebook format only then, I was locked in for first review rights for five years, and they took a lot of the rights.
I sold a few, but it was DRM'd, which really ticked me off. A lot of people that bought it couldn't actually read it on more than one computer, I'm told.
So I am a little passive aggressive I guess. Life got in the way, and I didn't write any more books (well, there was one, but I had no intention of sending it out before my five year servitude was up). Finally, the ebook publisher changed scope, and my title was dropped, and all rights reverted back to me.
I didn't want to go through the agony of another crappy contract. I didn't want to go through the agony of a million rejections to get that one crappy contract. I just wanted people to read it. That's all. I am also a little control freak I guess. I wanted to know that it was treated as something more than product.
So that's why I chose to go with Lulu for print on demand. Do I think I could get picked up by a traditional publisher again? Sure, eventually, a small press would probably bite if my timing was right and the budget was able...
But somehow, this feels more personal. This feels right.