Novel & Cerita Can I Write A Book And Make Money

After we all brought up different ideas, mine was picked and from there JB and Lee got to know that I was a writer so were there. Starting writing back after the motivation I got from them wasn't really easy because I had to run two jobs so I can pay my college fee and also other bills. So it took me time before I could actually finish writing one book, for example my first book took me a year to finish and when I rounded up, JB was my editor who helped me published it on A****n, it was still him who suggested the a****n Kindle site for me to put my book on there. My first book had 1k reads after 1month. Funny huh? Oh yes, the beginning was really tough but look at me now! My book is selling

The caption would be followed by a bunch of royalty screenshots. Many people would be envious and shocked, including some housewives and college students who would be tempted to try. However, they would only realize they could only make a few dollars a month after paying for the useless mentorship and courses. Although it seemed like they were making money, people could earn a few dollars per month if they wrote 100 thousand words per month regardless of mentorship. Of course, the writing industry relied on individual insight. If one believed they were a genius in this field, they should have noticed that nobody had been taught their way to success.

I was tempted to ask Maxim, but obviously, I couldn’t. I didn’t know what to do next. I’d told Mikhail that I would run far away. Should I? Where would I go? I had quite a lot of money saved up since I was a teenager as I never had to spend and I made money from writing books and selling them online. It was convenient because I never had to leave my house to make a living.

DON'T WORRY THEIR STORIES AREN'T GOING TO BE LONG AS THIS. Well, besides writing whatever I wanted, I wanted to write an extremely long book (because these platforms claimed that longer books earn well, and since I have responsibilities to fulfill, I thought to give it a go:') but trust me, writing long books is really not my thing) so my book will be selected for further promotions and make me more $$$ so I could happily save and spend as I wanted it. Alas, the grass isn’t always greener on the other side:’) I learned this lesson while writing this book. Long or not… We're through.

This book was released back when I was trying to get traction on it a very long time ago. I’ve never made a single dime from this company, but they’d like to keep my book forever. Even when I did the writing every single day thing and should’ve gotten a “publishing bonus.” It never happened. So they don’t get to keep making money off of me and my writing. This was a much older draft than what I’m currently trying to publish anyway.

But what if it doesn’t sell? But should I really be writing for money?

Freyja was surprised and looked at her, “Your assistant?” Daisie wouldn’t want her to think that she was being charitable, so she said, “You’re thinking for Deedee. Even if you sell your publishing rights, you need many years to write a book, so you need some money to survive. My mom says that children cost a lot. If you work as my assistant, I’ll pay you so you can write comfortably.” After a moment of silence, Freyja burst out laughing. “You’re trying to throw money in my face?”

I tried to reason with her. "All the more reason why you should consider publishing it. People will go crazy for that kind of story especially when they come to know that it actually happened for real. Have you thought about the money we could make? What this is going to mean for your career? I know you are already one of New York Times bestsellers but this...this can make you go viral, put you everywhere." She said. I leaned back in my chair and stared at her. I took in her chestnut hair and those brown eyes. Her perfectly tailored suit, her crossed legs, and the way her fingers kept tapping her cup.

"Do what you think is best for you and your family, Milan. Wendell will support you." "I want to be able to cherish the moments when the kids are young," Milan described. "Plus, I have discovered this other way to earn a living. I've been reading online novels for a while and learned that you can be an online author - guess what? I love writing stories and reading books. If this works out for me, I can make an app and turn it into a business!" "What books? Where?" Karise asked. Milan had just finished her body scrub. She replied, "Oh, it's a book by this author, LiLhyz. She has a few books on the app called Goodnovel, and I absolutely love it."

I reply with my self-respect. "Okay. Once your book is published. You can return the money." I frown. "I don't write for money. I write for my own satisfaction. Why are you always behind that?" She widens her eyes. "I will always be behind this. Until you agree with me to publish it." She is as stubborn as always. "Okay, we will see that later." I act to sleep. I want to publish it too but where and how. Is my imaginary world enough to gain love?