I wrote an article for an early Java dev website thinking I might do that more professionally. I don’t know what crawled up the editor’s butt, but he kept suggesting edits that took sentences I sweated over to be precise and basically edited them to say either nothing at all or the opposite of what I meant. My last round of edits I sent to him came with my own comments about why things needed to stay worded a certain way, because I thought he was trying to make me sound like an idiot - not plain-speaking but plain wrong.
It was exhausting and stupid and I stuck to blogging after that. Who knows, I might have written books. But not dealing with shit like that. I can torture myself much more efficiently, TYVM.
self-publishing books... just sayin
I was always on the fence about whether I had enough to say to fill a book. It's more that the experience made me stop asking the question.