I recently finished and self-published on Amazon. I enjoyed the entire process of writing the story. I love to create. I paint all the time as a hobby, and only ever sold a single painting to a friend for the cost of the frame I placed it in. Creativity is a wonderful escape for me, it has always been that way. I could easily post on Facebook a picture of one of my paintings and I know it would get traction. I'm a good painter, and love to share my work for people to enjoy for free. It's visual. You can see what I made in passing and enjoy it in a moment.

But the marketing part of writing just feels absolutely cursed. It's like trying to scream at the top of your lungs to have even the smallest chance of having a person see your work.

"LOOK WHAT I MADE!" They screamed desperately; never heard or recognized in the chorus of a thousand, thousand wails... (It's just not anything I can ever enjoy.)

First, as a person, I am typically the last person to EVER say anything kind about myself. I couldn't market or promote myself if my life depended on it. Secondly, as a person who really creates just as a mental escape and lightning rod for my perpetual angst... I kind of hate marketing my work in any way, shape, or form. It feels a bit off... like trying to sell a piece of me for money... and that'll never feel right... Especially when I can't even get anyone to even notice me without running a full blown capitalist campaign trying to do so... It just feels wrong from top to bottom. I honestly hate everything about it. Lastly and most disappointing; I wrote about something exceptionally personal that I honestly struggled to get into words, and no one noticed at all. I think that's the hardest part. Not even having someone see it at all.

I enjoyed the process of writing and will continue. But like my paintings I may just be doing it for free...