As some of you know, I’ve spent the better part of last year preparing a memoir about the past 10 years of my adult life. And if you didn’t know, now you do.
Long story short, I decided to write this book after sharing some of my past experiences with friends via Facebook. At first, it was only intended to be shared amongst my friends, but when I noticed friends were sharing some of my ideas and excerpts amongst their own social groups, whom also seemed to enjoy the posts, I realized I might have something worth writing and sharing after all. So I began drafting a more in-depth manuscript (which I am still working on by the way), that I wanted to have completed by end of this year, beginning of the next, and distributed as a self-publisher via Amazon.
Over the past few months I must have re-written part of the book several times over. Largely, because it didn’t read like something one might pick up and purchase from a book store. I felt it lacked a marketable tone (whatever that is), and so, I’ve spent more time revising the few chapters I’ve written, than I have actually completing the book. Well at least I did, because last week I decided I’m not going to distribute the book via Amazon. In fact, I’m not even going to sell it. I’m going to write it and give it away.
“You’re a damned fool!”, is one of the many comments friends have thrown my way since I broke the news via Facebook. While I do understand where they’re coming from, I believe this is the best course of action for me. “What if it becomes a hit!? Think of all the money you’ll be missing out on!!”, came from one of my closest friends this past Thursday. I won’t lie and say that It would be nice to write something that becomes a national bestseller. The royalties would greatly be appreciated! So why am I planning to give it away? Because I believe my story will help someone find the answers they’re looking for about life, about bettering themselves, or about improving their circumstances.
“You’re fucking crazy, dude!” Yep. Heard that one too. But it’s the truth. I really believe my story can positively impact someone’s life, and I feel that by slapping a $10 price tag on the book, might discourage them from reading it. As I’ve said before, the royalties from a successful book would be more than welcomed, but I’m not writing this book to see my name in lights, for accolades or a royalty check. I just want to share what I’ve been through. Though I do believe it will help someone else with their own troubles, and as selfish as this may sound, I’m writing this memoir for me. Because I want to see it through. Because 10 years from now, I imagine myself walking the streets of New York and seeing someone reading a copy of my book as they wait for the subway, and know that I wrote that. It’s the feeling of knowing I contributed something that made people smile. That’s worth more than money to me. And though many of my friends believe I’ve gone off the deep end with this line of thinking, I do believe this is the best course of action for me, and my potential readers. Besides, there are no guarantees that my memoir will become a bestseller, and I’m going to make a decision off an anticipation of making it big.
I want my memoir to be the start of a new chapter of my life, and what better way to do that than with an act of selflessness.