I always said I’d consider myself a successful writer if, one day, a complete stranger walked into a bookstore and decided to buy my book.
Things are a little different: I’m not widely available in print (yet!) and ebooks aren’t sold in stores. But I have been selling, and selling to people I’ve never met.
That’s exciting, because people who don’t know me don’t feel like they “owe” me. Friends, family, and coworkers have been supporting me from the start (and I love you guys for it, and you’re wonderful!). It’s different, though, with someone I don’t know. For a stranger to decide to take a risk on my work, to even go so far as to throw down some of their money…it’s an amazing feeling. They’re judging my work for what it is. They’ve sampled it, or read the free story, or whatever, and decided my writing is worth buying.
Without “obligations”. Without personal bias.
I just wanted to say thank you. Thanks to everyone out there reading my stuff, in whatever form, and a special thank you to all you “strangers” for taking the chance.
You make me want to work harder and be a better writer, even though you’ve already made me a success.
sniderwriter 