This is going to sound weird, but I’m so glad that I went through that nightmare with my former publishing house.
In terms that we writers all understand, that was the dark of the night. The moment when I was at my absolute lowest. That bleak time when I wasn’t sure if I could carry on. Where I had to take stock and somewhere, somehow, find the strength I needed to keep going.
You know what? That’s exactly what I did. And what I realized is this. I love writing. I write just for the hell of it. I write it’s because my passion. But I’m not going to allow that my loving a story I wrote will enable someone to bully or exploit me or push me around in any way that I don’t want to go.
So in the interests of that, I’m changing the way I’m looking at the publishing business. Before, I just signed when I got the offer because the contract seemed fair and I didn’t feel I had bargaining power. Now… I’m saying screw it.
From now on I’m having an attorney going over ever publishing contract I might sign with a fine-toothed comb. And if I don’t like something, I’m going to ask for it to be changed.
You know why? I’m a writer. I face monsters and insecurities and all sorts of darknesses within my own soul in order to create books. And
But no one will respect me if I don’t respect myself. And respecting myself means standing up for myself and acting like the powerhouse I know is lurking within me.
You know the thing about powerhouses? They keep moving forward to bigger and better things.