It’s been nine months since I shared my new writing adventure, self-publishing a book.
Diligently researching, writing, rewriting and erasing, it has been fun. Today, I formatted my unfinished manuscript for Kindle and decided to print a copy for editing the old fashioned way.
I have to say, aside from my kids, signs, and cakes, I’ve never been more proud of something I’ve created. Holding these pages, it seems more real than typing away tirelessly and staring at a screen.
There is something more special to me about holding it in my hands. Although, it’s only about half done, I can almost taste the reward of accomplishing this dream of mine.
It actually looks like a real book! Ha!
I have my hands in a lot of pots right now and it seems the more I put myself out there in these creative outlets, the easier and less scary it becomes. Don’t get me wrong. I’m scared out of my mind, self-doubt filling my bones with every word I type.
“what if noone wants this?”
“what if they laugh?”
“what if my computer, memory card and external hard drive all simultaneously combust and all my hard work is lost?”
I can’t help but think about all the things I want to say but can’t. All the things I think are important but not relevant to my (hopefully) future readers.
Needless to say, I will be editing tonight, the old-fashioned way.
Wish me luck!
Love & gratitude,
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Can’t wait to read it!! I know it’s going to be great!!!