I recently hired an editor to help me with my manuscript. What an amazing experience! I do think and believe that it’s much stronger now. Tighter. More descriptive. A more compelling read. I certainly hope it is.
The next step is to send the manuscript out to agents again. Some repeats – those who gave me such complimentary rejections I somehow felt good after reading them, instead of only disappointed – and some new.
So my fingers are crossed and once again, nervous doesn’t begin to describe how I feel. I still firmly believe that somehow my book will be a book. That it will find a place and a home. My aim is still to be a bestseller and to make a difference by telling my story. That is my dream.
Every now and then I think maybe I should quit, but I’ve been at this too long, and I believe in it too much to just walk away. Besides, my daughter has told me that she wants to read my book, but that she’ll only read it when it’s an actual book. If that’s not incentive, I don’t know what is!
Is it persistence that keeps me going? Is it insanity? Is it, again, wanting to make a difference in some way? If telling my story helps anyone, then I’ve made a difference, and making a difference still matters to me. Maybe that’s a result of my cultish upbringing and need to save the world…but it’s a good thing too.
Is it just that I love to write? To create? To share? I don’t really know what drives me to keep at this, but I’m driven and I’m keeping at it. So my fingers are crossed and the outreach emails will start.
Here we go again!
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I am right there with you, Lisa. Don’t quit! The world needs to hear your journey. We learn how to live by hearing the stories of others and applying what fits into our own lives.
Thank you. I agree. I love learning how to live…