Of the top ten words I’d use to describe myself, obstinant ranks right at the very top. I don’t let other people tell me what I can and cannot do. The more someone says I can’t do something or I’m kidding myself, the more intent I am on doing it. Simply because someone said that I couldn’t.

Don’t tell me who I am.

Lately the debate continues to rage over whether or not a self-published author is “real.” This debate doesn’t really happen among readers (who are literally the only people who should ever ultimately matter to a writer.) This debate happens among writers. And mostly between self-published writers and unpublished writers. See, it’s not enough that we call ourselves “self-published authors.” It seems very very important to many people to remind us that we aren’t really published.

Um, alright.

So my book is imaginary? The sales I’ve made were pretend? The fan letters were from fake fans who exist only inside my crazy addled brain? Is that it?

I admit to being very confused by a writer who considers themselves “better” by virtue of the fact that they are “not self-publishing.” I’m not even talking about necessarily a writer with a NY publishing contract who thinks they’re better, I’m talking about an unpublished writer who feels it’s better for their work to languish under their bed where it cannot inform or entertain anybody, rather than to commit the horrible and apparently gullible and naive crime of self-publishing.

Could there be anything more evil? I’m beginning to believe rape and murder are considered equal crimes to self-publishing in the eyes of some. Else why would so much mental real estate be taken up arguing the issue?

My question is… Why the hell are you so concerned with what I’m doing? If it doesn’t affect you, if it doesn’t threaten you, be glad I’m not your competition. Because writing is highly competitive. And as “nice” and giving as we can be on the surface, there is still a lot of ugliness that runs underneath the surface of smiles and congratulations for many.

But it seems to be almost a favorite past time of many unpubbed authors to rag on self-pubbed authors and remind them endlessly that they aren’t really published. What is the point?

I think we have very much lost sight of what matters. The ONLY thing that matters is the readers/fans. That is it. Money is nice, but people have already stated even within the hallowed gates of NY publishing, the money isn’t that great for most writers. You do it for love before you do it for money. And if you do it for money, quit now. If the most important thing to you is the “validation” of an outside publisher publishing you, then by what definition of the word “vanity” are you less vain than I?

The readers are what matter. Entertaining or informing them is what counts at the end of the day. And I’m sorry, but I refuse to wait for “permission” from an industry that rarely produces much work of earth shattering value, to stand between me and my readers. I’m willing to do the work, I’m willing to be patient. I’m willing to let building a fan base take as long as it takes.

There is a very big part of me that would almost like to self publish indefinitely. Even if I succeeded to a point where a trad publisher came calling. There is a big part of me, that wants to just keep doing my own thing forever. Build my reader base, make my money, and let those who don’t like it gnash their teeth in frustration over it.

Because the second I succeeded to the point that I could take a deal, I would never cease hearing about how “Well yeah, but Zoe Winters got a “real” publishing contract in the end, so she still wasn’t legit before then.” My success would be a hammer to beat other self-pubbing authors with. An idea that just pisses me off.

Indie authors all self-publish for their own personal reasons. There is no one borg-like mentality among us. No matter how many strawman arguments or stereotypes you throw out there, it still doesn’t amount to much reality. So if you want to trad pub, fabulous. I’ll never say you’re “lesser” for it, kindly offer me the same respect. What self-publishing authors do is hard and is worthy of respect when done right.

Right now I want no part of the “real published authors club.” Sorry.