Statistically, they don’t. Women read novels way more than men do (and yes, I am aware that Stephen King, James Patterson, and John Grisham are telling me to eat shit right now. That’s alright, they can do that).
I’ve always been a writer, and my most recent project has been a FemDom novel that I wanted to self-publish and sell. Twenty-five thousand words into a 50-or 60 thousand word manuscript, it occurred to me that statistically, men aren’t big on reading novels.
Since about 80% of my followers are men, it stands to reason that a FemDom novel won’t be in absurdly high demand.
An anthology of FemDom short stories, on the other hand, is something men may be more likely to read.
Well, Jen, why not do both?
Because writing is labor-intensive as fuck, and I can only do it late at night when the kid and Kazander are asleep, and I have no interruptions to worry about.
That 25k-word manuscript is just a rough-ish draft, and I’ve already spent almost 300 hours actively working on that. On top of that, I’ve completely written myself into a corner, and should I decide to save it, I’d have to trash at least 5,000 words (and that’s a very conservative estimate).
That’s doable, of course. I once trashed 20k of an 80k-word manuscript for that same reason.
But I’m not writing just for shits and giggles right now. I’m writing for a profit. And spending another three or four hundred hours on something that won’t sell just doesn’t strike me as tons of fun.
I want to find out if this is worth the effort before I spend a few hundred hours working on it.
So here’s what I did. I took one of the scenes from the novel, a short erotica scene, and self-published it. You can buy it here for $2 USD. You can use any device to read it except a Kindle, from what it says, including a PC and Mac.
I was originally going to sell it for a dollar, because it’s short and I’m literally just doing this to see if it sells, and humor while I apologize for upping the price. But these publishing sites take a percentage, and I would’ve made an entire penny for each copy sold. Remember, I’m trying to see if I can make a profit. At least this way, I make a whopping 91 cents for each sale.
But because I’m in a generous mood, at the end of a week, I’m going to donate whatever I make to that gofundme page I posted a few hours ago (she’s vanilla, though, and I don’t know her personally, so we’re going to do that anonymously. She doesn’t need to know where the money comes from).
I’ve been there, just after the first miscarriage scare, when they said I could either sit in bed all day, every day, or lose my baby. I wasn’t worried about the medical expenses. Hospitals are pretty flexible when it comes to payment plans. But things like insurance, car payment, phone bill, and groceries aren’t great with payment options. Especially since Kazander and I were still a new thing, I had no idea how he’d react to suddenly having to support me AND pay my medical bills. I lucked out, but other people aren’t so lucky. That’s terrifying, and I can relate to the stress that family must be feeling.
And let’s be honest, here, because I’m all about the honesty, and I’m a terrible salesperson. If you’re not willing to pay $2 for a piece of smut, you probably won’t be willing to pay $5 for ten pieces of smut. So I’d be in the same boat I’m in now.
If you’re interested and would likely purchase a collection of erotic stories, buy it. If not, then don’t. The level of interest here will determine whether or not I spend the next couple of months up to my nipples in fun, offensive, imaginative smut.