A Blog By Any Other Name
You might be scratching your head as you read that title. You should be. It's cute. It's practically cliche. No. It IS cliche. That's a very commonly scammed Shakespeare quote turned into a title.
Titles have been on my mind a lot lately. Why? Because titles are the reason I find myself dipping my toes into the waters of self-publishing. Okay. So, that's not entirely the fault of the titles. The real reason I've decided to part ways with my most recent publisher wasn't just the argument about the titles. It really started with the ghost writing.
Yes. That's right. Ghost Writing. Because that's a thing. And let me tell you, if you're really still believing that your favorite writers are actually writing all of those books you see available on Amazon or (insert e-pub store here), Ghost Writing has swallowed the publishing industry as a whole. As in, most publishers out there wouldn't want me to say it out loud, but they're cranking out as many novels as they can every single month. And most of those were purchased for bargain basement prices on a site like Upwork or Fiver.
I have a confession to make. Some of you who actually read and like my books, (And I can promise you that if the book SAYS Kaitlin Maitland on it, I actually wrote the damn thing), have been wondering where I've been for the last few years. Sure. There have been some reprints of my work. Mostly because my former publisher Loose ID closed their doors. Now THAT was a good place to work! After losing Loose ID, I had to pay the bills. You know? So, I started ghost writing. Which is why I know so much about the down and dirty world of faking it (and I'm not talking orgasms here people) to make a buck. I've written more than four books per month for years. From 2015 to 2019. That's four years my friends. We're talking ten thousand words per day for seven days a week, three hundred and sixty-five days per year. And you know what? Most of it was crap.
If you want to read more about the crap, check out my next blog post.