I traditionally published many years ago (from 1994-2000) under two pseudonyms. I had the rights of two of my category romances and my single title revert to me, but, alas, my other three romance are still under the thumb of Harlequin Books.
When I came back to my dream of writing, the world of publishing had literally turned on its head. When I sold back in the day, indie-pubbing meant “vanity press,” and you were often blackballed by traditional publishers. Now, traditional publishers love it that you have done all their work for them – creating platforms, creating a fan base, doing all the heavy lifting and work to get your books promoted.
I hadn’t even thought about self-publishing when I first started pulling out notes and folders that I had let gather dust. These stories weren’t going to give up, and now I’m having the time of my life pursing a new version of my dream.
In May of 2019, I finally took the plunge. I exited my full-time job and plunged into learning this new business while writing the books I plan to publish in 2020, and still maintain the other joys in my life: my family, dancing, SCUBA diving, dancing, needlework, dancing, quilting, dancing… did I mention dancing? Hmmm… I need to make sure and do that…