Category Archives: WRITING

More on parenting vs. writing.

I was reading a magazine the other day and happened across this gem from author Candia McWilliam (A Case of Knives, What to Look for in Winter), who said basically, each of her children cost her an unwritten book – a price she felt male authors didn’t have to pay – because of the time and money she spend raising them.

As a 30 something who’s been married almost 10 years (and 11 years with Hubs), the question of kids does come up now and then.  Hubs and I are on the same page, but I understand why others would wonder, ‘why haven’t they procreated yet?’  It’s basically for statements like the one above.  I don’t know if I would be able to *not* blame my hypothetical children for these unwritten books.  Of course, it seems highly immature for me to blame kids for my future and unrealized successes. 

In which I release a free e-book on KDP Select Amazon (the experiment).

So, part of this blog is to help prep for an inevitable audience and totally successful bow into self publication.  This week’s lesson involved the first attempt I’ve made ‘giving away’ a book on Amazon (by enrolling in the KDP Select Program.  For those who don’t know, this basically means you will sell a book ONLY through Amazon for 3 months.  Given most of my sales come through Amazon, I did not feel I was giving up significant sales elsewhere).

For reasons I’ll later get into, I’ve decided to break away from my YA name, Courtney Brandt, and build a new platform for myself under a pen name, Ann Benjamin.  As Courtney Brandt, I have 5 self published titles (all centering around a high school marching band).  The first book in the series, The Line, has been out for quite some time and was the perfect title to give away.

My Books Are My Kids (not really, but sort of)

So, let me start of by saying, I’m not going to be a mother.  I don’t want to be.  I respect those that have maternal instincts, but I really have no desire to have a child.  Whatsoever.

“You’ll change your mind.  You’re still young.”  I get those two a lot, but after being married to my husband for almost 9 years (and together for over 10), I think if I wanted to procreate I would’ve done so by now.

I realize this behavior puts me outside of what society considers normal.  So, I put some thought into why I felt this way – why don’t I want to have children?  Why does anyone have a kid?  Why does anyone feel their DNA is so important they need to recreate part of themselves to leave for the next generation?  There’s a biological drive to, sure, but I’m okay with enjoying practicing this side of things.  I like lists (and have the notebooks to prove it), so, after some thought, here’s why I believe being an author has greatly reduced my desire to have kids: