As I reflect on my journey as an author, one word comes to mind - perseverance. When I was first approached by a publisher to publish my books, I was filled with excitement and hope for the future. Little did I know that this partnership would take unexpected turns and test my resolve like never before.
As a new author, I was eager to see my written work in print and share it with the world. The publisher offered to publish my books without pay, and I saw it as an opportunity to kickstart my writing career. However, as our working relationship progressed, the terms of our agreement began to shift in ways I never anticipated.
Initially, the publisher promised to help me promote my books, but soon enough, additional costs and obligations crept into the picture. From sharing the expenses of conventions to creating a bookshelf for my works in line, the arrangements became increasingly complex. Ultimately, the publisher decided to drop my books, citing low sales as the reason.
Despite the disappointment and challenges I faced, I refused to let this setback define me. I still believe in the value of my written work and hold onto the hope of reediting and rereleasing them someday. The publisher may no longer exist, but my passion for writing endures.
Throughout this tumultuous journey, one piece of advice from the publisher stuck with me - "go out and do something." I took this to heart and got involved in the street politics of 2011, seeking new avenues to make an impact. However, I soon realized that without proper promotion and support, my efforts were not translating into book sales.
As time passed, I felt a sense of decay around me. My work went unappreciated, unrecognized, and misunderstood. Despite pouring my heart and soul into my writing and other endeavors like video archiving, I found myself facing criticism and rejection.
The aftermath of my involvement in Occupy Chicago further compounded my sense of isolation. Accused of being a partial misogynist for standing my ground, I felt marginalized and overlooked in a space where I had hoped to make a difference.
Now, two decades since I first embarked on my writing journey and thirteen years after Occupy, I find myself at a crossroads. At 66 years old, I refuse to be defined by past disappointments and unmet expectations. Instead, I choose to see this moment as an opportunity for growth and resilience.
In the face of adversity and neglect, I stand tall as a testament to the enduring power of perseverance and passion. My voice will not be silenced, and my stories will continue to inspire and resonate with those who choose to listen.
Now, I'm in the Philippines, starting a new life and building on what I already did. Despite the challenges I've faced, I embrace this new chapter with hope and determination. My journey as an author continues, fueled by the unwavering belief that my stories have the power to touch hearts and minds, no matter where life takes me. And so, I march forward, pen in hand, ready to write the next chapter of my story.
Do What You Love. Love What You Do.
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