Something... needed
Why does everything cost money? Seriously.
There is a story burning in my heart. It somehow flew its way out onto paper in a space of two months. It's the book I needed to write, to get down, to make a part of me fall out of this structure that is called me.
It needs to be published. I don't know why, but it does.
However... nobody accepts unsolicited manuscripts. Which means that one either has to know somebody, has to have an agent, or has to get a book proposal out there for about 100 bucks. Oh, and editing will cost about the same amount.
Ahem. I am a literal poor, starving college student. Yes, we do exist. I'm trying to survive and I just want to touch people's lives by letting them read my book.
God? Now what?
There is a story burning in my heart. It somehow flew its way out onto paper in a space of two months. It's the book I needed to write, to get down, to make a part of me fall out of this structure that is called me.
It needs to be published. I don't know why, but it does.
However... nobody accepts unsolicited manuscripts. Which means that one either has to know somebody, has to have an agent, or has to get a book proposal out there for about 100 bucks. Oh, and editing will cost about the same amount.
Ahem. I am a literal poor, starving college student. Yes, we do exist. I'm trying to survive and I just want to touch people's lives by letting them read my book.
God? Now what?