Courage
It ain't easy being an aspiring writer. Can I get an, "Amen!' from my colleagues? If you were in the room with me, I'd high-five you. But, you'll have to settle for a virtual high-five...
It takes guts to write the book, ask people to read the book, hear critiques about beloved book, revise the book - like a zillion times, edit the book, research agents to query the book, write query letter (aka beloved book effectively shrunk down into two or three teeny tiny paragraphs), put query letter out there, hear critiques about query letter, revise query letter - like a zillion times, finally get enough courage to send query letter out to researched agents, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, each chocolate, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, cry, wait, wait, wait, talk incessantly about getting published, wait, wait, wait, wait, check email as if you suffer from worst case of OCD, wait, wait, wait, wait, send a few more queries out because you're tired of waiting, get some requests, dance/jump/scream/dream, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, get some rejections, cry/doubt self/re-read book and convince self it's complete crap, wait, wait,wait, wait, wait, continue checking email - considering talking to psychologist for this obsession, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, read fellow writers' blogs - everyone is getting signed - selling books - you cry, wait, wait, wait, write another book, start whole process over again.
My guts hurt just reading that. I know a lot of you feel the same.
Well, you know I like to laugh. And I have a pretty cool story to share, a courageous story. See, my sister Nikole has a dear friend named, Jennifer. Jennifer had found a great guy, fell in love, got engaged and then some little tid-bits of info made that all go away. For one, he was still married, as in still living with his family. Two, he was a compulsive liar.
What did Jennifer do? Did she shrink into the black hole of despair? Hell no. She took a comedy class and just debuted at a Philly comedy club on Friday night. To me, that's courage at it's finest. Go get 'em Jennifer. p.s. if the video below doesn't cooperate, click on this post's title and it'll take you directly to the youtube posting. Enjoy.
It takes guts to write the book, ask people to read the book, hear critiques about beloved book, revise the book - like a zillion times, edit the book, research agents to query the book, write query letter (aka beloved book effectively shrunk down into two or three teeny tiny paragraphs), put query letter out there, hear critiques about query letter, revise query letter - like a zillion times, finally get enough courage to send query letter out to researched agents, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, each chocolate, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, cry, wait, wait, wait, talk incessantly about getting published, wait, wait, wait, wait, check email as if you suffer from worst case of OCD, wait, wait, wait, wait, send a few more queries out because you're tired of waiting, get some requests, dance/jump/scream/dream, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, get some rejections, cry/doubt self/re-read book and convince self it's complete crap, wait, wait,wait, wait, wait, continue checking email - considering talking to psychologist for this obsession, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, read fellow writers' blogs - everyone is getting signed - selling books - you cry, wait, wait, wait, write another book, start whole process over again.
My guts hurt just reading that. I know a lot of you feel the same.
Well, you know I like to laugh. And I have a pretty cool story to share, a courageous story. See, my sister Nikole has a dear friend named, Jennifer. Jennifer had found a great guy, fell in love, got engaged and then some little tid-bits of info made that all go away. For one, he was still married, as in still living with his family. Two, he was a compulsive liar.
What did Jennifer do? Did she shrink into the black hole of despair? Hell no. She took a comedy class and just debuted at a Philly comedy club on Friday night. To me, that's courage at it's finest. Go get 'em Jennifer. p.s. if the video below doesn't cooperate, click on this post's title and it'll take you directly to the youtube posting. Enjoy.
