I've written a lot of blog posts since I first started in 2006. Less in the last couple of years, but I've countered the effort with movie reviews on IMDb, book reviews on amazon, and lots of time shooting my mouth off on Facebook and occasionally on OurSalon. The last few months I've been reading over the best of such writing, if that's what it is, updating, editing, and selecting those pieces that might be of general interest for an eBook.
It was like going through all those photos you've saved forever, and deciding which ones to keep, where to keep them, and even why. Some memories broke my heart all over again, and some made me laugh out loud. It was clear to me that anthologizing them was a worthy effort even if nobody was interested. There comes a time in life when housecleaning is the thing to do.
Formatting the pieces in a way that a robot could capture them was more of a hassle than I remembered, but it all came back to me: Page breaks, not "carriage returns." Typefaces, fonts, headings. Chapters. Titles. Then, coming up with what the publishing world calls categories. Memoirs is not a category. Essays is not a category. You see, these words do not sell books. I wanted potential readers to know the book is reflections of life and death, with humor and joy included. I chose Nonfiction as a category and I see that the book is listed as a Graphic Novel. Where they got that I can't imagine, but "they" are a robot, and robots are not very creative.
I sighed but accepted the price of 99 cents for the effort. It's really eleven years of my observations of life, and I think a very entertaining read. But we shall see. The eBook is out on amazon, Apple iBooks, B & N (Nook), something called Kobu, and soon it will be on Google Play and Overdrive.
Maybe some of my friends here will be interested, at least in the experience, and maybe even in the book. I hope so.