You might wonder why I’m publishing a second edition of my first book while in the middle of writing my second book. You wouldn’t be alone in wondering this. My mother has asked why I bother in looking to the past when I’m also planning for the future.
It’s a good question, and one I thought I’d answer here at Worderella Writes. You see, Catching the Rose was my learning book. When I say that I mean this was the book I wrote in which I learned how to:
- write a novel.
- edit a novel.
- ensure my book was the only one with that particular title.
- look for a reputable vanity/subsidy publisher.
- deal with a vanity publisher.
- make a cover sketch so my cover designer would know what I’m looking for.
- twiddle my thumbs while I waited for the proof to arrive.
- scream with excitement as I held my book in my hands.
- gain local buzz for writing a 384 page novel as a high school student.
- set up a professional writing website.
- set up a professional writing blog.
- compare my cover to other covers in the genre.
- recognize my back cover copy was sadly lacking.
- recognize my marketing plan sucked, because I didn’t have one.
- accept compliments and criticisms with the same smile.
- swallow my pride.
I learned a great many more things, but there’s no need to list them all. The point is, I love Catching the Rose, and a great number of my readers do as well. Almost seven years later, I’m still hearing about how a friend of a friend of a friend of my mother picked up my book, and liked it so much that they asked my mother when my next one was coming out.
If you’ve ever had this happen to you, you know the quiet joy that spreads within your chest, blossoms in your heart, and makes your eyes shine.
So I’m releasing a second edition of this book, giving it a real chance this time because it deserves it. I know so much more now about the book industry, though I have a lot more to learn. I know how to do page layout and cover design; I did both for this second edition. I removed a number of my glaring rookie mistakes, such as
- spelling out accents (“Why how dayah you, Mistah Williams, foah speakin’ to me in such a mannah!”)
- allowing widows and orphans to mess up the visual harmony of the typographical page.
- adverbs run rampant.
I didn’t catch everything, but like I said, I’m still learning. Catching the Rose is my baby. I spent six years writing it during the developmental stage of life. I poured in all of my teenage confusion and angst, edited out the worst of it, and made an entertaining and engaging read for women of all ages. And a few men, too.
Even as I was re-doing the page layout last night, I caught myself reading passages and chuckling at the characters, or wondering what was going to happen next. Isn’t that odd? I mean, I wrote the book. Shouldn’t I know what’s going to happen?
I do, because I did write the book. But for me, it’s always been about the journey. I’m that jerk who reads the end of the book before I read the entire thing, because I don’t want to read it if I won’t like the ending. That doesn’t mean I only like happy endings, because I don’t. I like well-written endings. And a well-written bittersweet ending is clutch.
So I’m re-releasing Catching the Rose because:
- It was, and still is, my learning book.
- As per #1, I’m learning how to truly self-publish so when I self-publish Haunting Miss Trentwood, I’ll have worked out the kinks.
- I love this book.
- I love the characters, and I love their issues.
- My readers ask me, years after reading the book, what happened to Veronica and Brad.
- While formatting the pages, I got lost in my own story.
- I am a writer, and I must write.
- I am a storyteller, and I must tell this story.
So what do you think? Am I being dumb? Am I being greedy? Or something else entirely?