I Can't Decide

The voting results are in: if you didn't get the memorandorum, polls closed in the voting booths in regards to whether I should self-publish aka throw away my novels, (just like I did with Astonishing Tales of the Sea and It Spits You Out) rather than undergo the endless humiliations of normal person style offering-novel-to-publishers activities, such as writing for each separate organization a synopsis, summary, and overview of the manuscript, with those three items having a different 'house word-count' at each publisher. Perhaps my immaturity--in regard to dealing emotionally with writing all these 100-word overviews, 5,000 word summaries, 10,000-word overviews, 3,000-word synopses, 200-word summaries, and then the cover letter--is why it's so difficult for my work to be accepted by the publishing community. I would like to anticipate my imagined adversary's scornful point, that in fact most probably the reason the publishing community hasn't accepted my manuscripts is that they are so bad, and I will anticipate my adversary by being the first one to say how bad all of my writing is even though I think my adversary is wrong. I have been considering adopting the high-self esteem attitude where I demonstrate my unshakable belief in how marvelous I am, and if anybody is bothered by my healthy, accurate and yet overflowing self-confidence, I shake my head and feel sorry for them, gently suggesting they adopt high esteem of themselves.

The web has attempted fruitlessly to make me believe the libel that the publishing industry employs the most bored and fragile segments of society, who, if your description of your manuscript doesn't make them lose their minds with the desire to publish it within sixty seconds of making their acquaintance, they will pepper spray you while explaining what a bad person you are for having no talent.

I don't care what my friend said, which was that a person ought to stay away from noted website Amazon, and I don't care that they have their own personal fleet of cargo jets. I don't care what my mom said, which was that I shouldn't self-publish all of them, just the first two, and then after they do a good job, send Blue Tricks normal style with the caveat that the publisher shouldn't accept the manuscript unless they want to publish a book by someone whose books sell well. I'm going to self publish them one at a time because I want to have published a novel in my twenties because I want to be like John Barth, Emily Brontė, Eleanor Catton, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Ken Kesey, Stephen King, Flannery O'Conner, Zadie Smith, and David Foster Wallace and I figure that three self-published novels are collectively worth at least a third of one non-self-published novel. If I can urge out six more before July 9, 2019, perhaps I'll have guaranteed that at least one of them is at least .00000000000000001% as good as the worst novel of the above authors.

Here are the results:

1. Should I self-publish all three of my novels, which now melt, unsubmitted, into my flesh?

0 votes (0%)

2. Should I self-publish just Hen of the Woods?

0 votes (0%)

3. Should I self-publish just Image of the Mind-Queen?

0 votes (0%)

4. Should I self-publish just Blue Tricks?

0 votes (0%)

5. Should I self-publish a combination of two novels, and leave the third out?

0 votes (0%)

6. Should I self-publish none of them?

0 votes (0%)

Loud And Clear!