I've just read this awesome blog by Kristen Lamb. Wooza!!! My neck hurts from all the nodding I did as I read it. Heck, I even used a statement of hers for the title of my post. I'm telling all of you, who write, you have to read it. You. Must.
I'll admit, while I get her point, I was raised in the generation of "self-praise stinks." So, for me to say I'm a good writer goes against my upbringing, even though I write for the biggest publisher in the world. I want to be a best seller, but putting that out there seems quite ballsy to me. For one, I'm 67...how much time do I have left to do this? Besides, can an old broad appeal to a younger audience?
I've published nine books, six or more novellas, and one short story. I'm working on a contract for three more books and there's talk of extending my paranormal series by two more books, depending on sales. I've accomplished this in five years. Oh, let's not forget the nervous breakdown I had the day one of my books released. I had promo and thirteen days to finish another book for another publisher. I was writing fourteen hours everyday. It took me a year to get off the nerve pills. Firing my agent helped, too.
Okay, so maybe I won't proclaim the I wanna be a best seller mantra. But I will claim I'm a writer, a prolific writer, an above average writer. Click on the link above and read the post. It's fabulous.