A funny thing has started to happen to me as I countdown to the release of my book. People seem to think it appropriate to inquire as to how much money I am making off of it. It’s a natural question, but the answer to me is just as natural. Most likely I won’t make a thing. Yes, there is a price tag on the book and yes I will get a small percentage of that price tag, however, there were a lot of expenses in putting this book together.
I did not write a book with the intention of it being a bestseller. Though I won’t argue if it is. I wrote it because it is what I do. I am a writer and I want to share my stories. I long to share them. I put money into taking classes, paying editors (yes, multiple), hiring a cover artist, and all the miscellany because I wanted the story that I share to be good and I don’t want typos and a crummy cover to stand in the way of someone enjoying it.
If I break even then I will consider the book a success. And that’s okay, because I have a day job. One that I intend to keep. Because even a well-paid writer doesn’t have health benefits and a retirement plan.
I have no control over the money. As Neil Gaiman said, all I can do is “Make good art.” If you haven’t already seen this video grab a box of tissues, take a seat, and press play.