Seriously.

How does one do this?

For reasons I cannot say *COUGH* signed document somewhere *COUGH*, there is now a hiccup in my publishing journey. Because of this, I feel as if I were tossed off a plane over an ocean with no preparation. And of course, I can’t swim.

But I can float.

So with what I have so far, I am now trying to get up to speed with how to self-publish.

As I live in Canada, our resources are a little more limited than my writing community friends in USA. The market is far more massive, with far more people, and tons of book conventions and ways to advertise yourself with some good ol’ footwork.

We’re sort of monopolized by one book store, and small local bookstores aren’t exactly local depending where you live. BUT, I recently learned, we get free/unlimited ISBNs. So, it’s the little things…

But back to panicking.

Last night, I had some bouts of Imposter Syndrome mixed with existential crisis tears. I wondered if I should just stop now and save myself the embarrassment? Should I wait until next year until I’ve saved more money or figured out how to do more things in terms of marketing?

Should I just stop?

But there is a small, tiny voice in the back of my mind (the only one out of thousands that is on my side 24/7) that whispers… “You have a good book. And it’s that story that will bring people to it.”

The rest of me doesn’t believe it.

But I want to.

So, here we are. Also trying to blog and using my messy mind as the topic. Everything I need to do is jumbled in my mind. Swimming in my ocean brain, struggling to swim.

But they are floating.