Ten years ago I met two people that exemplified my ideal of true love. Their minds unfettered by prejudice and malice in an age of the stuff, they sacrificed everything for one another and very nearly died for it.
This lovely couple wanted a written record of their story, and because I fell for them in such a big way, I offered my services. Their extraordinary story (which was so vivid, it practically wrote itself) was completed in 18 months.
I did, after much searching, begging and pleading, find an agent but we never did find a publisher. Because who want to buy a book about true love? About a couple of guileless 20 year olds who fell in love in 1939 and offended a little known Nazi law in the process? So I bit the bullet and published it myself. It's called The Courtship of Julian and Frieda and it's available on Amazon and most on-line bookstores.
Julian and Frieda are happy with the book, thus my main object is satisfied. People have been very kind and complimentary. I have had some limited success, but wouldn't it be nice if more small presses were still viable? And if there were more than a handful of people who decide what sells and what doesn't? What say you?