I’ve never been that great at selling myself. No, not as a prostitute, but I imagine I’d suck at that too. No, when it comes to telling people I’m an author. I’m not good at that.
It drives my husband crazy. He thinks I should tattoo it on my forehead (and I do have a rather large forehead). He gets upset when someone asks me what I do and I tell them about my part-time day job.
Okay, yes, I’ve had four traditionally pubbed books and since them I’m selling those four and two others as ebooks. And yes, I’m making a lot more money self-pubbing than I did with a trad publisher in NYC. I still can’t bring myself to promote that.
Don’t get me wrong – I have a website, facebook page and blog as Leslie Langtry. I guest blog and other such stuff. I don’t know what my issue is. I think I’ve always been this way.
When my first book came out in 2007, and I had great reviews from Publisher’s Weekly and the Chicago Tribune, I still couldn’t bring myself to tell folks to buy my book. I should note – my husband has no problem doing this.
I’m not an introvert. I’m certainly not shy about…well…anything. So what’s my problem? I look at other authors and wish I could be more like them – so confident about their work.
To make this weirder – I work in Public Relations and Marketing for a nonprofit. And I have no trouble at all promoting the agency and the good work it does. But ask me to wave a banner for my alter ego? No chance.
Which leaves me to wonder if there are other authors out there like me. It certainly doesn’t seem like it. Maybe I’m just weird. That’s always a possibility. Yeah, that’s probably it.
I’m always open to suggestions. How do you deal with it?