I started doing this as an outlet for dealing with rejection because I needed writing to be fun and inspiring again.
I had no idea that in 2013 I would sign a three-book deal with Zharmae, beginning with The Wolf of Descarta, as an author of Science Fiction. I wrote about zombie apocalypses, rejection letters, literature, my older daughter’s bizarre imaginary friends, fencing, video games, and teaching.
I then had to look at the numbers and decide what kind of subscribers I would have after the two days of Internet fame I received from being featured on Word
Most of my audience, of course, was comprised of would-be writers like me.
Filed under: Uncategorized Yesterday, I received a reminder e-mail that I was scheduled to call in to my publisher’s radio talk show to discuss a certain topic—a topic that was inexplicably drawn out of some sorting hat with a penchant for irony or perhaps from the bottom of that black box from “The Lottery”. My topic, as you’ve already gathered from the title of this post, is “building and expanding an audience through web traffic”.
If the straw I’d drawn were any shorter, I might have pinched it between two fingers, played dumb, and pilfered another. While I’m probably better suited to discuss web traffic than meditation or diplomacy, it’s only because I am a fine example of what not to do.
People had been suggesting that I start a blog for years, but I had resisted the idea because I thought maintaining one would detract from my time writing fiction—which happened to be true.
The post that brought me readers, traffic, and a Freshly Pressed badge was only my third blogging experience, and the subject matter was a query letter for a somewhat offensive novel (and not exactly a Sci-fi novel) that I’m afraid to release while working at a public high school in a conservative community.
While this post brought me subscribers and numbers, I ultimately had to pull it down.
My writing took a different bent in early 2013 after I officially became a single father.
While I had support from my family and friends, I was figuratively and sometimes literally on my own for half the week with two very confused little girls who were looking for answers I didn’t have.