I was asleep in my bed when at 2.10 am I get a phone call. Not thinking clearly I just answered it. No thought of a serious accident by any member of my family – just the fact that the phone was ringing and I needed to answer it.
It was a woman advising me that she had been assigned to publish my book. Hello? Get clear here Kris, what the hell was she talking about. A few minutes later it was made clear that I sent a whole heap of feelers out on the net to publishing houses in an attempt to get published.
I didn’t send any information just an email. This woman rings me from England out of the blue. She was telling me she would be there during the whole process to which I asked what process? “Writing your book?” I said “which one?” I’ve written over 10 stories and I just sent emails to learn more.
She finally told me she would send me an email and call again in a couple of hours. What? First she didn’t realise the time difference? And second why publish a book you know nothing about?
OK so here I am. I’ve been given the opportunity to have my work published. Great! Then I get the email and check out the website. Oh dear! There are a range of packages you can buy to organise to have your work published. The cheapest? $760.00 (probably US or worse yet Pounds) so thanks for the opportunity but no thanks I emailed.
Don’t get me wrong I’m not upset. If someone rings you at 2.10 am and says they’re publishing your work I’ll take that as a sign that I’m going to get published. I just think that I should go to a publisher closer to home or even put my work on the net first to see if anyone is interested in reading my kind of story.
This is an opportunity for me to get my work out there and for that I am truly grateful.