History Lesson: Back in 2006-2007, I had begun making enough money to support myself and actually spend some however I wanted (nyah!), I no longer lived with my parents in a closet…
…literally a closet. Not messing around here. I wasn’t working two part time jobs and earning close to fifteen thousand dollars a year wondering how the hell I was going to pay off my student loans and remain a human being at the same time.
On the other hand, I was in Korea, thousands of miles away from anyone who knew me as more than ‘teacher’ or ‘that guy who sings that one Muse song at karaoke with the falsetto.’
I had just dodged a scammy literary agent, and was sick of trying to find one in order to publish a book. So instead, I was lead to a self-publishing company called Authorhouse…
…which turned out to be a gigantic mistake. Never mind that they did almost nothing for me then and charged me 1500 USD for it. (I do cover design and book formatting for people who pay me money, though admittedly not a lot) Never mind that they sent me royalty checks in British Pounds, which cost me 35 USD per check to get converted to USD, even on a check that’s less than 5 pounds…
…I haven’t made a penny off the book that I published through them…
…the worst part is that I still get emails from these people reminding me what a mistake I made and how much they still suck (they still don’t work with Paypal and still don’t give me any royalty payments, but they still beg for money for marketing my book, the fockers.)
So, with trust in the publishing industry (and people in general) completely shattered, the title of this blog post makes little sense. TL:DR, I later met a couple of unbelievably incredible people who are working wonders on my esteem as a writer and artist.
I want to introduce you to the latest one, PK Tyler, or Pavarti Tyler.
“But Brent,” you say to yourself. “You just sent me a link to an erotica author.”
Damn right I did. And though I haven’t read any of her dirtier stories, I have read a couple of her short works (fantasci-fi type stuff) and find it quite good.
More importantly, Tyler falls into an extremely rare subset of people who a) work nonstop in creative ways, b) are positive and helpful, or the latter even on their worst days, and c) love to see others succeed. She helped me get into this anthology, and an incoming one called UnCommon Origins. The short story that ended up in UnCommon Bodies is now being represented by an agent who is trying to turn it into a film, which is beyond amazing, and I couldn’t have even started down this path without Pav.
Also, she’s recently set up helpful demos on newsletters and self-promotion, which as you can see I’ve taken no advantage of… though I will in the coming weeks.
Anyway she is one awesometacular person who deserves goodness coming her way.
There are others who could grace this blog post, but today we focus just one Pav, because she rocks and I don’t want to be blog posting forever.
Thank you Pavarti, and other awesometaculariffic people (Paul Lawley-Jones, Renee Rothhaas, El Pheonix, Steph Buck and others) for helping overcome the negative, the unmotivated, the drifter-folk of the world, and for putting this introvert on a pedestal even though I usually don’t feel like I deserve it. Whether I actually do or don’t is sort of irrelevant.