13.5K words, horror/fantasy, original piece, and I have pretty much run out of places where they’d pay more than fifty bucks for the blessed thing. Fifty bucks works out to .003 cents a word, by the way — no, my bad: it works out to .004 cents a word, if you round up. Completely different, that!
Seriously, what do I do with the damned thing? Because the problem with publishing it myself on Kindle is that there’s no money for editing and art, because all of the cash for 2022 is earmarked for TINSEL RAIN. I could try to edit it myself and skip the art, but… I dunno. It ain’t easy out here for a producer of short fiction*.
*It’s hard to tell how well PICKMAN’S MODEL: A ROMANCE did, because of the Kickstarter. Presumably most of those people would have bought their own copy anyway, but who knows? I’m not complaining, though. I ended up breaking even, more or less. But I don’t think it’d be appropriate to do another Kickstarter for this particular project; I only did it for PICKMAN’S MODEL because I wanted to get paid for my first sale, dagnabbit. That doesn’t apply here.