So, there's a dirty little secret in indie publishing a lot of people won't tell you, and if you aren't aware of it, self-publishing feels even scarier than it actually is.
There's a subset of self-published indie authors who write a ludicrous number of books a year, we're talking double digit releases of full novels, and these folks make a lot of money telling you how you can do the same thing. A lot of them feature in breathless puff pieces about how "competitive" self-publishing is as an industry now.
A lot of these authors aren't being completely honest with you, though. They'll give you secrets for time management and plotting and outlining and marketing and what have you. But the way they're able to write, edit, and publish 10+ books a year, by and large, is that they're hiring ghostwriters.
They're using upwork or fiverr to find people to outline, draft, edit, and market their books. Most of them, presumably, do write some of their own stuff! But many "prolific" indie writers are absolutely using ghostwriters to speed up their process, get higher Amazon best-seller ratings, and, bluntly, make more money faster.
When you see some godawful puff piece floating around about how some indie writer is thinking about having to start using AI to "stay competitive in self-publishing", the part the journalist isn't telling you is that the 'indie writer' in question is planning to use AI instead of paying some guy on Upwork to do the drafting.
If you are writing your books the old fashioned way and are trying to build a readerbase who cares about your work, you don't need to use AI to 'stay competitive', because you're not competing with these people. You're playing an entirely different game.
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Wolf Games - From the Wolves and Crocodiles activity book
"This is boring," a white Wolf named Windra muttered.
Worriz, resting against a nearby tree, said nothing.
Windra glared at him. "I said—this is BORING!"
"I heard you the first time," Worriz snapped, "but we have to stay here.
Cragger wants us to guard this pass to keep the Lions from getting at the weapons the Crocs have stored, so that's what we're going to do." Windra stood up and stalked over to Worriz. She looked at him with suspicion in her eyes. "Is that the only reason we're here?" she hissed.
Worriz knew better than to lie to her. Windra could smell deceit a mile away. Though she was one of the prettiest Wolves in the pack, she was also one of the most vicious.
"Cragger says we move around too much," Worriz finally replied. "He never knows where we are. 'How am I supposed to beat the Lions and get the CHI if I can't count on you to be where I need you?' he says. So we're supposed to stay here and guard the Crocs' secret stash of weapons."
Windra's eyes narrowed. "Since when do we take orders from Crocodiles?" she sneered.
"Since we joined the Crocs in the battle for CHI," Worriz answered. Then he flashed a savage grin. "At least until we take the CHI from them. Now, come on. We need to check the bottom of the mountain to make sure there aren't any Lions sneaking about."
Windra Followed after him, though she wasn't happy about it. Staying in one place wasn't in her nature.
in fact, it wasn't in any Wolf's nature. This was the third day in a row that the Wolves had been stuck in this spot, and the entire pack was going crazy.
A group of Wolves watched Worriz and Windra head down the mountain.
"I'm so bored," a Wolf groaned once they were out of earshot. "I don't know how much longer I can take this."
"Hey, l've got an idea." Another Wolf suddenly ran up alongside them. "Let's play Hide-and-Go-Howl!"
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While Worriz and Windra were off scouting off rest hif the Wolves quickly determined who would be "it." Then they ran off and hid while the "It" Wolf counted. Some darted behind trees. Others dug holes and jumped inside. One Wolf even dove into a nearby creek.
"Ready or not, howl I come!" cried the "It" Wolf.
He began searching for the other members of the pack. Everyone was relieved to finally have something to do other than just stand around on the Crocs' orders.
Little did they know, they weren't the only ones enjoying themselves. A small group of Lions was hidden nearby, watching the game.
"Come on," whispered Laval, the Prince of the Lion Tribe. He grinned. "This is our chance, while the Wolves are busy playing!"
Under the cover of darkness, Laval led the Lions through the pass and right to where the Crocodiles were storing their weapons for their next attack. The Lions took as many as they could carry and slipped away again without being spotted.
The next day, after Worriz and Windra had returned from checking the base of the mountain, Cragger came to visit the camp.
"Are my weapons safe?" he snarled.
"Of course," said Worriz. "When Wolves guard something, it stays safe!" The two went to see the cave where the spears and axes and swords had been stored. To their shock, they discovered that most of the weapons were gone!
"I thought I told you Wolves to stay here and protect these things!" Cragger cried.
Just then, Winzar came bounding into the cave. "Ha! Found you! Now you're 'It!' Great hiding place, by the way."
Before Worriz or Cragger could respond, the Wolf scampered away, howling as he went.
While Worriz gathered the pack to reprimand them, Cragger went back to the swamp very, very angry. When he finally calmed down, he decided that maybe the Wolves just weren't meant to stay in one spot and be guards.
Maybe it would be better to let them go where they wanted and cause trouble for the Lions. At least then something productive would come out of their wandering.
He went back to the pass to tell Worriz the Wolves could leave... only to find they had already left. Off in the distance, the Crocodile heard a Wolf howling, "I'm 'It!' I'm 'It!' Howl I come!"
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This is the cutest the wolves have ever acted.
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