Monday, February 13, 2012

It is crazy when something you have wanted for so long and never thought would happen, finally does. You would think that having dreamed of this moment for so many years, I would be prepared. But I am not, far from it actually. I am a nervous wreck and the scared little girl in me wants to wake up and see that things are back to the comfortable normal that I am used to. Then there is the other part of me that says "Are you nuts?!? You have wanted for this for so may years and you are finally getting it. Accept it and bathe in it glory. Enjoy the fact that everyone who has read your book thus far is enthralled with it, and feels you could potentially make the best sellers list.(IF you get enough attention.) Then comes the part I have dreaded the most. To get my book the attention that it deserves (Yes I said my book, not me) I have to talk about it AND me. THAT I am not so good at. I can talk it, and my efforts to write it, up to everyone that I know. As for telling strangers that they "just have to read this book" is something that I, as a person, am not self confidant enough to do. So what is a writer to do? I have put forth too much effort to turn back now. That only leaves me with focusing on talking up the book, leaving out the fact that I wrote it. For I didn't write it in some ways. It's so hard to explain in a way that most people would understand. You see I love to write, and as I wrote, it just flowed for the most part. I have very little struggle with what to write. It was as if someone was whispering to my self conscious and I was simply the means to an end. THAT my friends is how I can stay focused on the wonderful writing this book is made of, without putting the spotlight on me.