I also remember when all book publishing was some form of dark magic. You had to find an agent, write countless letters, pray and hope. Those times are gone. That’s both good news and bad news.

Of course, the good news is that now if you have an idea, a dream, a desire to get your thoughts out there, you can do it. The bad news (other than the amount of material now available, much of it of questionable quality), is that this self-publishing process is in your hands. Delving into it over the past two months has been an education. Another hurdle you don’t think about during the writing process.

Luckily I a person who is 1) organized and 2) computer savvy. I shudder to think of the challenge this world of self-publishing must be to someone who may not have those qualities in their wheel house.

Like any process, the learning curve can be steep but once you get there, yo have a feeling of satisfaction. Hopefully – like the comment that women tend fo forget the challenges of childbirth when considering going through the process again – I hope to forget the frustrations of this first attempt in putting a book together. Part of me is glad I live alone so someone else did not have to my outbursts.

But through it all there is this amazing feeling that come over you. To see in print words you have labored over; the creation made real by seeing it in a bound volume is a feeling akin to your child being born.