Self Publishing Conference.

If you are in London, or live nearby, I would highly recommend this forthcoming conference on Self Publishing to be held in King’s College, The Strand, on 9th November. One of the organisers is my own Publisher and I have nothing but praise for him. (If he can put up with me, then he might do wonders for you)

This link lists the panels that are available and gives an overall summary of the day.

Since I posted notice of this on Face Book, Friday 11th October, I have already read criticism of the panel selected to offer advice to aspiring writers, from those who have never been to such a thing. I attended this conference last year, and it was not the professionalism of the experts that amazed me, but the antagonism and stupidity of some of the audience. One ‘writer’ asked this question.

“I paid to have my book published, but it’s not become a best seller. Why is that?”

Publishers, printers, agents, publicists, editors and all the others that spoke from the podium, are business people, they earn money from books and writers. Writers provide the material. Writers can go their own way, without the assistance of these experts, and this point was heavily stressed however, it can be easier working alongside each other.
This I personally have found out.
I now have a traditional agreement with one of the organisers of this summit, and I’m delighted that I paid for The Desolate Garden to be published.
Once again, I can wholeheartedly recommend your attendance of this meeting. You may find it changes how you think.


About Danny Kemp

I was at work one sunny November day in 2006, stopped at a red traffic light when a van, driven incompetently, smashed into me. I was taken to St Thomas' Hospital and kept in for a while, but it was not only the physical injuries that I suffered from; it was also mental ones. I had lost confidence in myself let alone those around me. The experts said that I had post-traumatic stress disorder, which I thought only the military or emergency personnel suffered from. On good days, I attempted to go to work, sometimes I even made it through Blackwell Tunnel only to hear, or see, something that made me jump out of my skin and that's when the anxiety attacks would start. I told my wife that I was okay and going regularly, but I wasn't. I could not cope with life and thought about ending it. Somehow or other with the help of my wife and medical professionals, I managed to survive and ever so slowly rebuild my self-esteem. It took almost four years to fully recover, but it was during those dark depressive days that I began to write. My very first story, Look Both Ways, Then Look Behind, found a literary agent but not a publisher. He told me that I had a talent, raw, but nevertheless, it was there. His advice was to write another story and that I'm delighted to say, I did. The success of that debut novel, The Desolate Garden, was down to sheer hard work, luck, and of course, meeting a film producer.
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