Self-Publishing as a Queer Author: What They Don’t Tell You (But Probably Should)
First of all, a little disclaimer: in this post, I talk about my own experiences and what I learned. These may be completely different from your own experiences and/or beliefs. And that’s fun. I’m just letting you know where I’m coming.
Okay, now that that’s out of the way…
So, here’s the thing nobody tells you when you gleefully hit “publish” on your first self-published queer novel and think I’m gonna be the next Casey McQuiston and everyone will love me and we’ll all ride off into the rainbow sunset together — the indie publishing world is basically a scrappy underground speakeasy where you have to knock three times and whisper a secret code just to get your foot in the door. And then once you’re in? Someone hands you a broom, points to a dusty corner, and you realize oh this isn’t the party at all, I actually work here.
Don’t get me wrong — I love being a queer indie author. I love being able to put out stories where the gay detective actually survives chapter three and doesn’t spend twenty pages angsting in a dark alleyway. I love writing about trans necromancers and bisexual vampire therapists without some agent telling me to tone it down because “the mainstream market might not get it.” But wow…nobody warned me about the amount of hustling and emotional whiplash that comes with it.
Let’s start with the niche audience thing. In theory, niche audiences sound great. You find your people, you write for them, and you all vibe. In reality, it sometimes feels like screaming into a void that only echoes back “thanks but I only read omegaverse selkie romance”. You can write the best paranormal noir featuring a broody gay detective and a haunted speakeasy (yes, I’m absolutely calling myself out), but unless you manage to put that book in front of the exact person who wanted “1930s Chicago + ghosts + slightly traumatized but emotionally available gay men,” they might never even know it exists.
And that’s where the hustle part kicks in. You become a one-person marketing department: designing graphics even though you barely know how Canva works (I happen to know Photoshop, so I’m lucky there), writing newsletter copy at 2am, trying to figure out how BookTok trends even happen, and posting memes on Bluesky in the hope that people think “haha that’s funny, maybe I should check out his books.” There’s nothing quite like watching someone like your spicy gay meme…but completely ignore the actual buy link you posted directly underneath it, like it’s cursed.
Also, the algorithms absolutely do not care about you. They care about engagement. They care about likes and shares and comments, sure, but only if they happen at precisely 2:37pm on a Tuesday when the moon is in Virgo or some nonsense. One time I spent three hours crafting a post about queerfound family in SFF and it got two likes (one of them was my own mother). Then I posted a blurry photo of my desk and wrote “lol my brain is soup” and suddenly it reached a thousand people. Make it make sense.
Let’s not forget about the gatekeeping disguised as “advice.” Oh, you want to write queer horror? “Well, that doesn’t sell, you should add a female love interest to make it more appealing to everyone.” Thinking about having your gay MC actually stay with his boyfriend? “Maybe consider a bittersweet ending instead, people like trauma arcs.” (Yes, people have actually said this to me.) Sometimes the indie world can feel just as gatekeep-y as traditional publishing, except instead of editors, it’s random Facebook group folks telling you that your book is “too specific.”
But…there’s a beautiful side, too. Like the reader who messages you out of the blue and says “hey, I’d never seen anyone write a queer autistic character in a cozy witch book before and it made me cry in a good way.” Or the moment you realize your tiny little niche audience is actually full of incredibly loyal, passionate people who will read every single thing you put out and scream about it to anyone who will listen. There’s a real sense of community over competition, especially within queer indie circles. People share resources, cross-promote, and hype each other up in a way that still makes me kind of emotional (and maybe a bit feral).
And here’s something I really wish someone had told me upfront: you’re allowed to grow slowly. You don’t have to hit bestseller lists in week one. You don’t have to churn out five books a year or drop $2,000 on ads just to be seen as “serious.” There’s something ridiculously powerful about writing the stories you actually want to write and letting your audience build organically over time — even if it sometimes feels like you’re just yelling into the fog with a megaphone made out of cardboard.
So yeah. Self-publishing as a queer author sometimes feels like trying to sell handmade zines out of the trunk of your car at a farmer’s market where nobody actually came for books at all. But every now and then someone walks by, picks one up, and says “oh wow, this is exactly the thing I didn’t know I needed.” And that, honestly, makes the whole chaotic hustle worth it.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go design yet another Instagram post that says “buy my gay book, I swear it’s good.”
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