Watching Jessica Fletcher on “Murder, She Wrote,” I remember so many times when she needed her solitude to finish this story or that difficult scene. She made the occupation seem rather isolated. And she was a traditionally published author – albeit a fictitious one. (Is “Castle” the same way?)
I’ve been feeling pressure to independently publish for a while, now, but have struggled with self-doubt and fears. It’s hard enough to send my stories to my agent or to editors, but at least with traditional publishing, I can be comforted that other professionals will be laying their eyes on my manuscript before I send it out for the world to see.