Some lovers give flowers to their sweethearts. Others leave little love notes where their significant other will find them. My dear husband has taken to bringing me the lyrics to songs that evoke the characters in my books.
Today’s post includes two songs that could be about the emotional motivation behind the decision to self-publish.
As my DH says. Self-publishers are the ones traditional publishing can’t control.
I don’t know where Hoobastank got its name from, but I like the way this song ends. I don’t want to waste my time and energy vilifying traditional publishing. (I don’t consider reporting the truth, as Kris Rusch, Dean Wesley Smith, and the Passive Voice do vilification.) Don’t hate. Become the first of you.