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Happy Gumroad Day!
Help celebrate my seven years of being cancer-free and Gumroad’s eighth birthday, aka #GumroadDay, by buying a copy of THE TUMOR, my surreal short story about marriage, malignancies, and monsters. If you’re thinking about self-publishing, I highly recommend Gumroad. Very easy to use and sell your products!
From “The Tumor”:
“My original idea was that we take her out in the yard, and that I, an expert marksman, shoot her in the breast at the site to which she had pointed, thereby destroying the tumor. My wife remained silent but shook her head vigorously. Apparently she did not agree with this unorthodox approach that I felt would provide her with the most expedient remedy.”
A Unique, Last-Minute Holiday Gift For You Or Yours
Looking for a last-minute gift for you, that special someone, or those special someones?
My self-published short story, "The Tumor," is the hilarious, curious tale of what happens when bodies go wild.
Ordering this e-story online for you or yours is super easy. (For a short explainer on how to give a gift on Gumroad, click here.)
As for the price, it's Pay What You Want.
Questions? Email me.
Buy Me Now
It's never not a great time to get your own copy of THE TUMOR.
It's a short story I self-published.
It's full of: gore, horror, and fun!
The Perfect Holiday Gift
If you're looking for something extraordinary to gift that especially extraordinary person in your life this holiday season, I'd like to recommend "The Tumor." This is an e-short story I wrote about a couple that is insane, a strange medical problem, and weird shit that happens in Florida. It's been described as a "masterpiece." The best part: You get to pay what you want.
"My original idea was that we take her out in the yard, and that I, an expert marksman, shoot her in the breast at the site to which she had pointed, thereby destroying the tumor. My wife remained silent but shook her head vigorously. Apparently she did not agree with this unorthodox approach that I felt would provide her with the most expedient remedy."
Order the perfect holiday gift today! Buy THE TUMOR, a "masterpiece of short fiction" by Susannah Breslin.
#MonetizeYourDisease
Today I'm celebrating four years cancer-free! Yes, four years ago today, my oncologist said, "You're cancer-free," and then he kicked me out of his office. It was a great day.
Join me in celebrating by buying a copy of my cancer-inspired short story, "The Tumor."
THE TUMOR is a slipstream short story starring an anthropomorphic tumor, a killer husband, and an invisible woman. Based on the author's true life experience with cancer (she's fine now!), this terrifying tale will grab you by the balls and make you scream.
The Fine Art of Selling Yourself
"Flogging the Freelancer" is a blog post a day about freelancing in the gig economy. Browse the archives here.
Last year, I self-published a digital short story. It's called THE TUMOR. I used Gumroad to publish and sell it because Clayton Cubitt recommended it and because Gumroad takes less of your money than Amazon does. This Isn't Happiness designed the beautiful cover, Susan Clements did a beautiful job copy editing it, and Domini Dragoone did the gorgeous page layout and assembled the entire thing together into a variety of publishable formats that transformed it into a digital book.
Here are a few good reasons for self-publishing:
You can own your shit, soup to nuts
As a freelancer, there's a lot of relying on other people to get permission to do the shit you want to do. Editors, or bosses, or directors. When you self-publish, it's all you. If you fail, it's on you. If you succeed, it's all yours. I'm a control freak, so this was very appealing to me.
You can step outside the box
Who was going to publish a short story about a man that wants to stab his wife to death over a malignant tumor that wanders around the house? Well, who knows, but no one, probably. Except for me. If you're going to go through the bother of self-publishing, you might as well do it with something that's more interesting than the dumb ass crap you do for money.
You can make some money
I used the Pay What You Want Pricing option on Gumroad. So my customers could pay $1, or they could pay however much they liked. I sold 123 copies, and my total revenue was $697. That was nice.
I really enjoyed doing it, and I highly recommend it. Gumroad makes it easy. The rest is up to you.
You can connect with me on Twitter, Instagram, and LinkedIn, and you can email me here.
Now You Can Buy The Tumor with PayPal
When I decided to self-publish THE TUMOR, my new short story about a guy who wants to kill his wife and her tumor, I chose Gumroad as my payment platform because a) my friend Clayton Cubitt recommended it, b) it's super easy, c) it looks great. And, as of yesterday, you can pay with PayPal on Gumroad purchases. This is the perfect option if you like using PayPal and/or felt unsure about using Gumroad for the first time. So cool of Gumroad to do this!
As far as updates on this experiment in selling fiction online, thanks to my great readers, it's been a rousing success! My goal was to sell 100 copies, and last weekend I reached my goal. Because Gumroad offers the option of using Pay What You Want pricing, which enables customers to pay what they want for whatever product they're buying, my sales are $609 on 102 copies. So that's an average sale price of about $6. Not too shabby, and way more than I ever would've made selling that story to most literary magazines.
Currently, I'm at work on my next story that I'll be selling the same way. It's about a man, a female robot, and a brave new world in which everyone's a little cyborgian. I hope you'll keep an eye out for it.
If you haven't tried selling your work online, I highly recommend it. THE TUMOR project has had a profound impact on me in a couple of ways:
- It enabled me to move on and get over it. For some reason, self-publishing this piece that was based on my real experiences having cancer (I was diagnosed with early-stage breast cancer in late 2011 and am now cancer-free) enabled me to move on from being Ms. Cancerpants and get on with being a regular human being. For years after my treatment, I had terrible anxiety and suffered a certain degree of professional and emotional paralysis. Making a real tumor into THE TUMOR proved cathartic. If stories are children you put up for adoption, I put a malignant mass on the market and people seem to have enjoyed it. Since, I've felt happier, freer, and more determined than I have in a long time.
- It empowered me to stop being a victim. I've been a freelancer for 17 years. That means the majority of your work life is spent trying to get people to give you permission to do what you want to do. This sucks and is awful. It means your success and self-worth depend on the whims and taste of a cast of editors, publishers, and advertisers that usually have agendas focused on the bottom line and not on producing great work. It's convenient, though, isn't it? To let everyone else decide who you are. God knows how difficult it would be if you had to decide who you are. Self-publishing, with its soup-to-nuts nature, forces you to own everything: the way it reads, the way it looks, the way it sells. If it bombs, you've got no one to blame but yourself. And if it succeeds, that's all you. When you self-publish, you get to decided who you are. In other words, I highly recommend it.
Buy THE TUMOR! "This is one of the weirdest, smartest, most disturbing things you will read this year."
Press Rewind If $1 Doesn't Blow Your Mind
When I self-published THE TUMOR -- my awesome, terrifying, twisted, weird, cool new short story about a man who wants to kill his wife and the tumor that stands between them -- my goal was to sell 100 copies.
Thanks to your fantastic taste, I'm almost there! To date, I've sold 98 copies.
If I sell two more copies today, I'll have reached my goal and will feel better about myself, and you will feel better about yourself, and the world will keep spinning, and the universe will be pleased, and we all want that, don't we?
Buy it here!
(It's been called a "masterpiece of short fiction.")
How to Make a Cool Book Cover
Very cool: Gumroad CEO Sahil Lavingia singled out THE TUMOR's awesome cover designed by Peteski as an example of great Gumroad product covers on a new Gumroad blog post: "Judging Books (and More) by Their Covers."
Who: Sahil:
What: The Tumor: A Short Story by Susannah Breslin
Why: It’s a professional cover, but it’s nothing so crazy that you couldn’t wrangle something of that quality with a bunch of free/online tools. And I like how “A Short Story” sits in the center of the target.
Thanks, Sahil and Travis!
Buy THE TUMOR: "This is one of the weirdest, smartest, most disturbing things you will read this year."
Remarketing
I changed the blurb describing THE TUMOR.
Here's the first incarnation:
"THE TUMOR is a deranged, surreal exploration of our dark places, malignancies that won't stay gone, and the lengths to which a man will go when he goes to war with a determined enemy."
Here's the new incarnation:
"THE TUMOR is a slipstream short story starring an anthropomorphic tumor, a killer husband, and an invisible woman. Based on the author's true life experience with cancer (she's fine now!), this terrifying tale will grab you by the balls and make you scream."
Buy THE TUMOR: "This is one of the weirdest, smartest, most disturbing things you will read this year."
Would You Pay $100,000 for a Short Story?
The other day, someone paid $200 for THE TUMOR. I'm using Pay What You Want Pricing, so buyers had to pay a minimum of $1, but they could pay any amount above that they want. It got me thinking about pricing.
This morning, I test drove a Maserati Ghibli. 345 HP. It wasn't like driving something better. It was like driving something else altogether. I'm not in the market for a Maserati, but I wanted to understand the value of things and pressing the gas pedal on this vehicle -- the throttle, the noise, the gun of it -- caused something to click in me internally.
I don't know the guy who paid $200 for a 1,546-word short story I wrote. He's a stranger. He emailed me the other day and asked me: How can I repay you? "You and your words have impacted my life in many ways over the years, some good, some well that was my own fault really," he wrote. "I feel I owe you something for all your words, ideas and culture you have lead me too." I told him to buy a copy of THE TUMOR. "The Pay What You Want pricing option gives you the ability to pay whatever you want for it," I told him. "It's a way of letting creators know you support their work." Then he sent the $200. Which surprised me. Thanks, man.
I use Gumroad to process my payments. It was recommended to me by Clayton Cubitt. He uses Gumroad to charge people who want to pick his brain. That's the InterroClayton. The other day, I emailed the CEO of Gumroad and asked him what the most expensive product being sold on Gumroad is. He directed me to Rock Health. For $1,999, you get a one-year Digital Health Research Subscription. I have no idea what that is, but it sounds awesome. The CEO of Gumroad was born in 1992. Halle Tecco, who cofounded Rock Health, got her MBA from Harvard in 2011. Pricing as we know it has changed because the people who set the prices are changed.
After that guy paid me $200 for a copy of my story, I sent him an email. I thanked him. I mean, wouldn't you? I asked him if it was worth it. "It is because I could pay for the other stuff," he replied. Which was a reference to something he said earlier in his email. "I already have got my monies worth by reading your blog and following links to sometimes amazing things." It wasn't about the story, I think. It was about the experience. People will pay a set amount for a product. They will pay another amount for an experience. I think what people want isn't things. I think what people want is to feel things.
I asked some people who bought THE TUMOR why they bought it and why they paid more than $1 for it. Here's what they said: "I have HISTORY with your work." "I think anything over what the asking price is is a payment toward the talent for the work to create it." "An artist who has offered her work to the public for as little as $1.00 is obviously making a gift of a large percentage of its value to potential buyers." "I figured it was a short story and that a novel costs anywhere from $15 to $40 but that I value local writers, underpaid writers, self-published writers and I had the money and I was feeling generous and maybe I had killed a bottle of wine with a friend that night and I was thinking I would give that money more as a vote of confidence than anything else."
As part of this process, I have read and am reading a few books. I read Austin Kleon's Show Your Work!: 10 Ways to Share Your Creativity and Get Discovered. He reminded me to "Become a documentarian of what you do." I read Tom Morkes's The Complete Guide to Pay What You Want Pricing: How to Share Your Work and Still Make a Profit. I found this book completely annoying, but on page 58 he wrote: "Remember, people contribute to humans, not corporations. So tell us about the blood, sweat and tears you put into your product or service." (THE TUMOR only exists because in late 2011, I was diagnosed with early-stage breast cancer. Today, I am cancer-free. I would guess that I put one gallon of blood, two shopping bags of sweat, and three swimming pools of tears into this product. I also donated a chunk of flesh. I have no idea what the market rate for a tumor of the size I had is today. I'll leave that to the experts.) I'm still reading Amanda Palmer's The Art of Asking: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Let People Help. Indirectly, she led me to have a weird conversation with an old man in a grocery store who told me that he was annoying because he was asking me, a random stranger, what I thought he should put in his oatmeal ("Sunflower seeds?" he inquired), which made him say of himself, "I'm annoying, aren't I?", which led me to respond, "You're not annoying, you're just trying to get what you want." This was an honest exchange between two human beings standing near bins of seeds and nuts in the aisle of a Whole Foods on a weekday morning.
In any case, as of today, THE TUMOR is $5. But, you know, pay what you want.
Buy THE TUMOR: "This is one of the weirdest, smartest, most disturbing things you will read this year."
Did You Buy The Tumor?
If you bought a copy of THE TUMOR -- my awesome new short story featuring terror, hilarity, and an anthropomorphized malignancy -- I'm interested in hearing from you. This Friday will mark 30 days since I launched the project, and I'll be writing a post on how it's gone thus far -- focusing particularly on how many copies I sold, total revenue, and how Pay Want You Want pricing worked in this case. I'm most interested in this last -- PWYW -- and if you bought a copy, I'd love to hear how it impacted your purchase. How much did you pay ($1 was the minimum)? If you paid more than $1, why? Why did you pay the amount that you paid? I'm just curious to learn more about this process and how people calculate the value of something when you let customers decide the price.
Email me here!
Buy THE TUMOR: "This is one of the weirdest, smartest, most disturbing things you will read this year."
I Joined a Writing Group. You'll Never Believe What Happened Next.
A few weeks ago, someone mentioned a local writing group. I haven't been in a writing group in years. Not even a virtual one. The last time I "workshopped," as they say, a piece of fiction, I was in grad school. Still, I thought, why not try it? So, I did. Here's why writing groups aren't the worst thing ever.
They Change Your Writing Routine
Is joining a writing group writing? Well, not really. Not technically. Here's what writing is: staring at a computer screen and trying not to chop off your head. Writing groups change that dynamic. I found myself in a room with other human beings talking about writing. This hardly ever happens to me. It reminded me that writing isn't just coughing up words, but also talking about words.
Any Feedback Is Good Feedback
Well, not really! As far as grad school, there's always at least one pretentious asshole who is commenting on your work as a way to telegraph their knowledge about something obscure, complex, and polysyllabic. One thing I liked about my writing group experience is that the same sentences in my fiction I'd felt were sort of off, they thought were sort of off, too. One could say, duh, or one could learn that one should trust one's instincts more when writing.
Freaks Dig Freaks
I had the same feeling in this writing group as I did when I went to speak at the Crossroads
Writers Conference in Macon, GA, a few years ago. Writers talk different. They talk in unnecessarily garbled ways about things other people don't care about. It's nice to be on the same planet as people who speak your language.
Get the Message
I think most writers suffer from some level of Imposter Syndrome. Are you a writer if every publication you submit to rejects you? Are you a writer if you haven't written yet today? Are you a writer if someone tells you that you're an awful writer? It doesn't matter if other people in your writing group think your work sucks or think it's great. They're still telling you that you're a writer. And that's good to remember. Especially when you feel like you aren't.
Readers Think of Stuff Your Dumb Ass Didn't
I submitted THE TUMOR for their consideration. They had interesting ideas about what was in the story and, more importantly, what wasn't in the story. It's hard to say without spoilers (so buy a copy), but, suffice to say, they wanted to know: what was she thinking? and what happened when he faltered? and what if they had done that horrifying thing at the end, then what? That's the kind of shit that expands your creative range and, you hope, stretches you when you sit down again in front of that goddamn blank white glowing screen.
Buy THE TUMOR: "This is one of the weirdest, smartest, most disturbing things you will read this year."
This Is Happiness
Thanks to This Isn't Happiness, who posted a link to THE TUMOR last Friday, I sold 34 copies of THE TUMOR over the weekend.
Fun facts:
Of those sales, the average sale price (I use Pay What You Want pricing) was: $4.48.
The cover of THE TUMOR was designed by Peteski, who runs This Isn't Happiness.
This weekend customers were 76% male, 18% female, and 6% unknown.
Buy THE TUMOR: "This is one of the weirdest, smartest, most disturbing things you will read this year."
The Numbers on Self-Publishing Digital Fiction
Considering a title for this post, I was reminded of a post I wrote back in 2010, "The Numbers on Self-Publishing Long-Form Journalism." In 2009, I'd self-published, "They Shoot Porn Stars, Don't They?", a longform look at how the Great Recession impacted the adult movie industry. The piece was free for readers, so the numbers I wrote about in that follow up essay mostly focused on how many people had read it.
This week, I self-published "The Tumor," a beautifully designed, deeply horrifying digital short story about a husband, a wife, and the tumor that shows up to terrorize them. You can buy it directly from me on my website, and I'm charging $1.
Or am I?
Gumroad, the platform I'm using to process payments, has a payment option called Pay What You Want. You can read about how Gumroad does PWYW here. Of course, Gumroad didn't invent PWYW. Radiohead used the pricing strategy to sell In Rainbows. Stephen King used it to serialize The Plant. Panera Bread used it to hawk turkey chili.
According to Wikipedia:
"Pay what you want (or PWYW) is a pricing strategy where buyers pay any desired amount for a given commodity, sometimes including zero. In some cases, a minimum (floor) price may be set, and/or a suggested price may be indicated as guidance for the buyer. The buyer can also select an amount higher than the standard price for the commodity."
Gumroad enables you to utilize PWYW pricing by giving the seller (people like me) the option to add a "+" when setting the price for the product. I decided to charge $1 for "The Tumor," and I added the PWYW option. So the price for the buyer (people like you) appears as $1+. When you click to purchase, Gumroad's prompt next to the amount box reads: "Name a fair price." You can enter $1, or you can enter a bigger amount -- say, $3, or $5, or $1,000. It's up to you, the consumer.
Why would you use PWYW? Well, for one, Gumroad asserts, "Pay-what-you-want products often make upwards of 20% more revenue." I'd already used PWYW with Gumroad because Clayton Cubitt is my friend, and a photographer, and people were emailing him with questions all the time -- you know, asking for advice -- so he created the InterroClayton. Basically, you can ask him a question, but you have to pay for the answer.
As Cubitt puts it:
"This $2 digital download entitles the purchaser to ask any single question of me and receive an honest answer to it in a timely fashion. It is a VIP ticket to my mind."
Way to monetize your brain power.
(Side note: You can also "sell" your stuff for free on Gumroad. One great thing about Gumroad is that you get to see who is buying your product. Unlike Amazon. Like I said before, Fuck Bezos. You won't be making money, per se, but, as Gumroad says, "It's a great way to get valuable data from your audience in exchange for giving them great content." Gumroad's got more on pricing and pay what you want here, and you can also check out their "Is Pay What You Want Pricing for You?" interview with author Tom Morkes, who wrote The Complete Guide to Pay What You Want Pricing. Also, Money has "A Brief History of Pay What You Want Businesses" and Louis C.K.'s role in it).
In any case, "The Tumor" is PWYW priced at $1+. So far, the average price people are paying for it is $2.77. The highest price paid thus far is $20, and $3 and $5 are popular amounts.
Interesting.
What's interesting to me here is not the money, or the pricing model, but the concept of value and who decides it. Is the black convertible Bentley that I see parked at the gym worth $226,000? Last year, Fiat started selling Maserati Ghiblis for $68,000, well below the rest of their $100,000-plus Maserati models, so what does that do to their brand and our perception of it, when randoms can afford a Maserati? Or, you know, why don't you just buy a Nissan Versa for $12,000 and call it a day because you don't need a car to tell the world your worth?
Why would you pay $1 to read "The Tumor"? Why would you pay $20 to read "The Tumor"? What is "The Tumor" worth? What is its value? What service does it provide? What is the market value of a fiction?
Here's the first page of "The Tumor" (page design by Domini Dragoone):
Now, what would you pay to read the rest?
Why You Should Sell Your Own Work
Yesterday, I launched "The Tumor," an original digital short story I'm selling on my personal website.
It's a story about a husband, a wife, and what happens when the husband wants to shoot the wife to solve the problem, and she won't let him.
Here's why you should sell your work yourself:
It's Really Not That Hard
I'm using Gumroad to process purchases of "The Tumor" on my site. I chose Gumroad because Clayton Cubitt uses it, and he told me to use it. They don't take as big of a cut as Amazon.
Lesson: Fuck Bezos.
It's Great for Control Freaks
I'm a control freak. And a freelance writer. That means editors screw up my prose, incompetent designers do a shitty job of laying out my paragraphs, and artists create horrible art to go with my fine lines. It's like going to the prom and getting caught in the rain on the way, and by the time you get to the prom you look like you just got in from a gangbang. When you sell your work yourself, you control what it looks like, what format(s) it's in, and how much people pay for it.
Lesson: If you're spineless, stick to letting other people ruin your life.
You're Good Enough, You're Smart Enough, and Doggone It, People Like You!
I pitch stories to outlets all the time. Most of the time, they pass, they ignore, they turn up their noses. Every time this happens, it makes you feel a little more worthless, a little more downtrodden, a little more why bother. It's not easy to be a creative and have people shit on your head, is it? Here's the thing. The problem isn't your work. The problem isn't you. It's them. These needlenose fuckers, these self-proclaimed guardians of invisible velvet ropes, these losers who have desk jobs because they're too afraid to go deep and create things that are beautiful, and new, and remarkable? Why would you ask them for permission to do what you want? There are people out there who want to buy what you have. It's up to you to deliver it to them.
Lesson: Be your own Courage Wolf or the world's miniature Dachshunds will devour you.
You'll Expand Your Mind and Your Circle
It took a band of creatives to spawn "The Tumor." Peteski did the cover. Domini did the page design. Susan copyedited. Creatives spend a lot of time in isolation. Creating, producing, and selling your own work forces you to engage with others in a way that makes you smarter, sharper, and savvier. You never learn this when you hand over your work to people you never even know.
Lesson: Collaboration is the spark that ignites creation.
There's No Glamour in Being Nobody
The writer who claims he doesn't care if anyone reads his work is a liar and a fraud. At the moment your work is seen, you are being seen. The work is your child, given up to be adopted by the world, and you have a responsibility to be its doula. Otherwise, it will be invisible.
Lesson: Your 15 seconds of nanofame is there for the taking -- grab it.
Now go buy THE TUMOR.
How to Turn a Malignant Tumor into a Digital Self-Publishing Project
I've been a freelance journalist for seventeen years. I've written for magazines and websites, appeared on TV and radio shows, and self-published a 10,000-word investigation of the Great Recession's impact on the adult movie industry, "They Shoot Porn Stars, Don't They?" I've published short stories, and Future Tense Books published a collection of those short stories, You're a Bad Man, Aren't You? I've blogged for Forbes and for Time Warner. At one point, I became a digital copywriter and wrote Facebook updates for a bottle of stomach medicine. But today marks the first time I'm selling one of my original digital short stories on my personal website. It is "The Tumor."
On November 23, 2011, I was diagnosed with early-stage breast cancer. Over the following year and a half, I underwent five biopsies, two surgeries, three months of chemo, thirty radiation treatments, and a year of IV drug injections that targeted my particularly aggressive type of cancer. Along the way, I went bald, my fingernails and toenails turned brown and peeled off, and I developed what's known as "chemo fog," a chemically-induced state of mind that makes you feel like your brain has been replaced by a bowl of tepid oatmeal. Throughout the process, I wrote. I wrote journalism, I blogged, I drafted a novel. In a way, writing was my therapy.
Eventually, I was declared cancer-free and sent on my way. I went back to life and writing, and I kept trying to write something that captured what it's like when a malignancy shows up in your life, and you're not sure whether you or the tumor is going to win the war into which you have been thrust. I could never quite assemble the words properly. I kept trying and kept failing. The story of the tumor eluded me.
Then, last month, it was time for my annual mammogram. Most mammograms are an unremarkable experience. In theory, one's annual mammogram is no big deal. Still, once you've had one mammogram go sideways, you worry you may pull the short straw again, and it was while I was riding a growing ball of anxiety about this upcoming scan that I wrote "The Tumor."
Of course, if you know my writing, you know this isn't just any story. It's a story about a husband and a wife, and when the wife announces that she has a tumor, the husband's first idea is that he shoot her in the chest in an attempt to eradicate this unannounced saboteur. Things get stranger from there.
I had a terrific time putting this project together, and it wouldn't have happened without the help of others. Clayton Cubitt is an inspiration to all creatives who want to do it themselves and advised me throughout. Peteski made the beautiful cover you see here. Domini Dragoone did a fantastic job creating some of the coolest page design I've ever seen. Susan Clements proved to be a keen and perfect-for-me copyeditor. Lydia Netzer championed my creative efforts, as ever.
As for that mammogram I had last month, the results raised a question mark, a biopsy was done, and it came back benign. I remain cancer-free. For all I know, the tumor has taken up residence on some far off planet. As for "The Tumor," you can buy it online here.