Monday, March 17, 2008
The Hard Part
It's done. After three years, countless tears, an unhealthy amount of coffee, five revisions, one complete gut job, and hundreds of hours spent at the computer (music playing, oblivious to the world around me); I finished a book. It's done, for better or worse.
I seriously debated publicly announcing this kind of thing. Mostly because a year from now, when people read this and ask, I might have to say, "Yeah, after 58 rejections I had to call it quits." I've actually been pretty secretive about it, not wanting to be one of those people who talk about their 'book' while sipping drinks and looking self important. Who are they kidding? Barf. But then again, sharing it with others makes me accountable. It makes me more motivated to act on it.
And the truth is, I enjoyed myself more than ever before. Writing this thing made me realize what's important, what really makes life fun. Even if it never makes it to print (which is a long shot to say the very least), it was worth every minute, every month, every year. I think it's safe to say we all have something, some hobby, that we secretively live for. For some truly lucky and talented people, they find a way to make their living doing the thing they love. I think that's pretty much a universal dream.
But, if I never see a dime in return, I'll keep on writing, just like my friends in blogland will do the same; keep writing, decorating, crafting, cooking. Mostly, I'm just thankful to remember what it feels like to be driven, to feel an overwhelming sense of urgency doing something that makes me feel alive. I know you all feel the same way about your passions.
And now for the actual hard part. Rejections. Wish me luck and some tough skin.