HANDS SOLO

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OPTIONAL IWSG Day Question: What publishing path are you considering/did you take, and why?

Deciding to self-publish my manuscript...

Was the most difficult decision I’ve made recently.

For years, I clung to the concept...

That self-pub’d books were not worthy...

Because an agent and/or publisher hadn’t picked them up.

But...

After years of rejection and mind exhaustion...

I reevaluated the self-publishing notion.

With successes like: Amanda Hocking, E.L. James, Robert Kiosaki, and others...

And also friends who successfuly went this route... 

I made the decision to do this...

To become "hands-on"...

Not just as a  writer/author...

But doing every job in between.

(of course, whining all the way)

And tah dah!!!

My book will launch in early October!

There! 

I finally said it!

So? 

What path did you take or will you take?

What is/was your experience? 

Always,

Em-Musing

ASSUME THE IMPOSITION

Ya know what irks me?

When people ask if they can taste something that I’m eating.

Like:

A spoonful of my dessert...

A taste of my pasta...

A piece of my meat. 

A slurp of my ice cream cone.
I don’t know about you...

But when I order something...

I don't feel the need to share...
I want it all.

But then...
When my food is on my plate or in my hand...
Before I can even savor the experience...

Whoever I'm with...

Stares at my food...

Like a vampire salivating over a bulging jugular...

And then comes the inevitable plea...

“Can I have a taste of that?”

No! 

I want to say...

But civility makes me say, “Sure.”

“Do you want to taste mine?” they ask.

No thanks! 

I want to say.

Especially since you've been digging in it with your spitty fork! 

Or slurping your tongue all over the ice-cream cone! 
But civility makes me once again say, “Sure.”

So?

How civil are you...

When people ask you for a bite of your food?

(And often it's a very big bite or slurp!)

Always,

Em-Musing