I don’t know about you but I’m tired.
As a young girl, I read a lot. I remember getting those Scholastic magazines in my 5th and 6th grade class. You know, the small paper ones that listed books for sale. I remember bringing them home, circling each book and begging my parents to buy them for me. In the end, I narrowed my choices down to just a few and I eagerly awaited them to arrive. When they did… oh boy! It was the best day of my life.
I still have those books, packed in boxes in my garage. Once and a while I take them out to reminisce.
It was also in 5th grade that I wrote my first short story about a toilet that came to life and went crazy on a suburban street. My teacher loved the story and the title: Runaway Toilet on Jackson Street. I was pretty happy with myself and at that time, I didn’t know that the writing bug hit me. From that moment on, I wrote, and wrote, and wrote in spiral notebooks. Throughout Middle School I wrote several novels. In High School, I dabbled in poetry and I also filled small notebooks with thoughts about myself, what it was to be an African American girl obsessed with reading and escaping into an imaginary world.
A few years after high school, the idea for Deamhan came to me. I sat on the idea for nearly ten years while I did four years in the military and lived a few years after in Hollywood. Only when I left California to head back to my home state of Minnesota did I sit down and write the novel.
I love to write. I never held that process down because I knew if I did, it would be more of a chore rather than a hobby. Writing has always been that for me and as I published book after book, spending countless hours working on building my fan base, I realized that it was turning into that.
Writing was no longer fun. In fact, it was becoming quite expensive. Some books eventually paid for themselves while others came out of my pocket. I kept running into ‘readers’ who only wanted free stuff. Drama within the writing community was second norm. Many readers have no idea how much time and money goes into writing: cover art, editing, promoting, newsletters, websites.
Freeloaders are rampant but I won’t get into that.
Anyway, I grew tired and I realized that I strayed far from my goal: writing and sharing my stories with those who want to read them.
This isn’t really the end of me. I still plan on writing but my goal has reverted to what it was originally was. To write and share my stories. I don’t need the money (although, it would be nice,) nor do I need the fame. I don’t care about hitting #1 on Amazon charts, competing with other author because let’s face it. This is a competition and there are those who will do anything to reach that top spot. That’s not me. I don’t want to hire ghostwriters to write my books just to have a new book available every month.
Eventually, my novels will be taken down from Amazon. At this moment, I’m looking at Wattpad to share them. I still plan on releasing The So-So Dead (The Dead Series #2) on Amazon and a book tour with Silver Dagger Book Tours to coincide with its release is still planned. But the third book will only be on Wattpad. I also have several novels already completed, which include future books in the Deamhan Chronicles, and I also plan to have them available there.
If you haven’t signed up or checked out Wattpad, I highly suggest you give it a shot. If you’re on there, feel free to follow me if you wish: https://www.wattpad.com/user/isaiyanmorrison
By the time of this email, I’ve already uploaded a few chapters of Old Farmer’s Road.
There’s still much to share with you.
My website will stay up but several of my social media profiles, like Pinterest and Twitter, have already been deleted. I didn’t spend that much time on them anyway. Facebook is another story. My group has already been archived but as my author page, that will eventually disappear as well. My personal page will remain (https://www.facebook.com/isaiyan)
My Goodreads profile and Bookbub will probably remain, even if my books have been taken down from Amazon. I have no control over those but do not be surprised if they too disappear after a short time.
As for my newsletter, I haven’t decided what to do with that as of yet. But rest assured, if you are subscribed your emails will NOT BE shared with anyone. That has and will never change. If I do delete my newsletter, everything will be deleted and you will no longer be subscribed to it.
So, thank you for following me on this decade long publishing journey. It was a fabulous and wonderful experience that I don’t and will never regret.