In 2012, I attended my first conference and felt young and full of energy. This is it. What I’ve always wanted to do. This is my bestest most coolest daydream, I thought. Still love the feeling and still get it.
Today, though I was not planning to pitch a novel, I decided to go for it (Dark House Press). All day I had been remembering that first conference and how the most magical part, and the most terrifying, was that I pitched a novel. Win, lose, or draw--I love to pitch ideas. Even if the agent or editor says no (or calls the law to have me removed, or perhaps sicks an attack dog on me) I still had them as a captive audience of one for twelve minutes.
Bam! I just told someone a story.
My only regret so far is that I missed the presentation on becoming a Hybrid author.
I’ve always planned to self-publish some of my writing and seek an agent and traditional publishing arrangement for other work. So from now to eternity I will have a book completely ready every year for pitching and submission, no matter how many self-published books I produce--not so much because I am chasing the a big advance or whatever, but because I love the process.
It helps to have a day job at this point. In Scott Moon Fantasy-world, I write full time, teach, travel, edit, adventure, and meet fabulously creative people of numerous mediums. There will come a time when I can retire, or at least scale bag the big obligations, and I want to be ready when opportunity rears its beautiful head.
How about you?