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From Mischief to Confession Implies Guilt to Celeste: A 10-Hour Descent into Publishing Madness | 10 Lessons of Self-Publishing

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  Read Celeste  its just $0.99! 😜 My Linktree It’s 5:00 a.m. as I write this blog post, and I’m surrounded by open tabs, corrupted EPUBs, PDF re-exports, metadata typos, and sheer publishing fatigue. My book Celeste is finally live in paperback on Draft2Digital. Amazon has the ebook. IngramSpark has another version of the ebook. Google Play Books accepted it too. And I might still upload to Lulu or Apple Books depending on whether the others distribute cleanly. But the road to this point was paved with digital hell. This novel was born in 2011. I wrote it back then under the name Mischief . It lived in pieces: old dialogue, broken outlines, fragments of passion. In 2023 I resurrected it as Dear Celeste , then again as Confession Implies Guilt . That version had a blue flower on the cover, bleeding water like memory. I loved that design. It was haunting, lyrical, strange. But then D2D blocked the ebook version. I kept revising. Kept trying. I landed on the name Celeste — sim...

Why Threads Changed Everything for Me as an Author

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I don’t say this lightly: Threads gave me back my voice. I’ve been writing for over a decade. Hiding manuscripts in folders named after moon phases. Sketching poetry across emails to myself. Building universes no one had ever stepped inside. For years, I thought attention would come later—after a debut, after a contract, after a cover reveal. I thought I had to wait for “the big moment” to earn readers. But something unexpected happened: I joined Threads. And readers found me before the books even dropped. Over 6,000 Likes. And Still Climbing. One of the first stories I shared on Threads — just a funny little moment about being at Trader Joe’s — went viral. Over 6,000 likes. More than six thousand people laughed, reshared, or paused with me in that strange little moment of pistachio-stuffed reflection. And it wasn’t even a polished excerpt from my novels. It was me, being myself, storytelling out loud. That changed something inside me. It reminded me that connection isn’t just about pu...

Why I’m Publishing Under My Full Name: Llianne Isabel Olivo Reyes

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For over a decade, I thought I needed to hide. Hide behind a pen name. Hide behind a shorter name. Hide behind something that sounded more marketable, more genre-specific, more… acceptable. But I’ve finally made a decision: I will no longer publish under pen names. Every novel, novella, poem, song, or story I release from this day forward will be under the name I was given — Llianne Isabel Olivo Reyes. A Name with a Story When I was born in the Dominican Republic, my mother had a C-section. She was handed a sleeping baby — me — and named me Luna Olivo Reyes. The next day, my father came and added his piece: Llianne — a blend of his name and my mother’s. They gave me Isabel after my late grandmother. Olivo and Reyes come from both sides of my family — a reflection of Dominican, Caribbean, Spanish, and French tradition. It’s long. It’s beautiful. It’s me. Latinos have long names. This is not new. But in publishing? It felt like a risk. Why I Almost Hid I was afraid that my name wouldn’t ...