I submitted the final draft of my manuscript to my publisher this week. I feel a little bit nauseous.
I know it’s an ultra-exciting step. I know it’s an absolutely amazing way to start the New Year. I know it’s what I’ve dreamed of for years.
And I feel a bit nauseous.
Apparently (obviously) finding a publisher was just a first step. There are so many steps after that and to come. It’s been edited and edited and edited (by me and by others). And most likely, after the publisher takes another look, it may be edited some more.
There’s publicity to figure out. And the title to finalize. (More on that soon.) And the cover design to approve. And the cover copy to write.
I feel a bit nauseous.
I feel my old self – my perfectionist, find the RIGHT way to do everything self – kicking in. I remind myself that there isn’t a right way and that I’ll figure this all out. I guess publishing this book is merely an exercise in applying all the lessons I’ve learned in writing the book and in writing the blog. And in living my life.
What if I missed something? I scream in my head. It’ll be okay I try to answer. What if it sucks? my fears erupt. It’ll be okay I try and answer. What if no one wants to read it? I whimper. It’ll be okay I try and answer.
It’ll be okay. It’ll be okay. It’ll be okay.
It’ll be okay whatever feedback my publisher has at this point. It’ll be okay if I’m not sure of what decision to make when. It’ll be okay.
Truth be told, I want this book to go far and influence many. Truth be told, I want to give it my all and my best. Truth be told, I want to remember to have fun with it along the way.
So, I am a bit nauseous right now, but I’m also going to celebrate. And celebrate big. It is a Woo Hoo! kind of day.
I submitted the final draft of my manuscript to my publisher this week.
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