Oh. My. God.

I wish—I so desperately wish—people, especially teenage, indie authors would speak out more on the struggles of being just that: an indie, teenage writer.

Indie as is makes things just a tad harder for writers to put their art out into the world and actually get eyes and readers. Especially when you don’t have a lot of money to buy editors, designers, marketers, etc.

But to be a teenager mixed into the indie as well as not have a lot of money to spend, it feels near impossible to get anywhere with my art.

The goal, obviously, is to get readers. I don’t really mind the money gain of things, more so just getting people to read my stories and relate, and be able to tell me.

Stories are fun, and especially fun when you can talk about them with other people.

But I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t know just how well my progress with marketing is working (though, I can guess that it’s not very successful).

Either no one cares enough, or I’m doing a trash job at putting my work out there.

Is it not appealing enough? Is the fact that I’m not an adult stopping others from wanting to read my book?

There are truly so many questions, and it’s hard trying to push back the negative thoughts telling me to quit, to stop everything and let the professionals handle this.

But at the same time, I like creating worlds and characters and stories, even if in the end it gets hard.

Just know that it isn’t easy.

It isn’t always sunshine and rainbows.

In fact, it’s hard, it’s draining, it sucks the energy out of you.

I hope in the future I can get readers, even if it’s just a couple.