The support of my family; another tool in the writer's arsenal.
"Come on honey, publish lots of books so I can retire and we can move to a cabin somewhere. You can write on your laptop by the fire and I can build stuff out in my shop."
This is my husbands mantra. He tells it to all our closest friends. He even told it to all the people in the local bar we went to the night I signed my first writing contract.
We both know statistically speaking the chances are slim that he will ever retire before the age 80, but this is our dream. My writing has become a shared dream of my entire family.
I have been writing with a pad and paper for 10-15 years. It wasn't until last year when my husband bought me my first laptop for Christmas, I got serious about writing, joined a critique group, and started querying on a regular basis.
The difference between having a vague dream in the back of my head along with a compulsive hobby, and reaching out to the writing community to learn what needed to be done was a push from my husband, not to mention mother, mother-in-law (who just wants to flaunt that her daughter-in- law is an author to all she knows). These are the people who pick me up when the agents, reviewers, and writing world in general slap me around.
This is my husbands mantra. He tells it to all our closest friends. He even told it to all the people in the local bar we went to the night I signed my first writing contract.
We both know statistically speaking the chances are slim that he will ever retire before the age 80, but this is our dream. My writing has become a shared dream of my entire family.
I have been writing with a pad and paper for 10-15 years. It wasn't until last year when my husband bought me my first laptop for Christmas, I got serious about writing, joined a critique group, and started querying on a regular basis.The difference between having a vague dream in the back of my head along with a compulsive hobby, and reaching out to the writing community to learn what needed to be done was a push from my husband, not to mention mother, mother-in-law (who just wants to flaunt that her daughter-in- law is an author to all she knows). These are the people who pick me up when the agents, reviewers, and writing world in general slap me around.
There have been days when I thought I was crazy. There are millions of aspiring authors out there. Some good, some very good, who am I to think I can stand up in their company? When my head goes there, I need only look around at my three fans, who love and adore me. No matter what crap I write they think it's bloody fantastic. They cheer and tell me how I am their favorite author, and it is enough for me to pick myself up by the boot straps and solider on.
Who is on your side? There is someone who looks to you with adoration in your writing crusade. Someone who smiles when you get your 40th no-thank you letter (or worse, no response to your query at all) and tells you "Who cares what the rest of the world thinks. Keep going! You can do it."
Who is it? Even if it's your dog, or guardian angel, this is your chance to toot their horn.
Who is on your side? There is someone who looks to you with adoration in your writing crusade. Someone who smiles when you get your 40th no-thank you letter (or worse, no response to your query at all) and tells you "Who cares what the rest of the world thinks. Keep going! You can do it."
Who is it? Even if it's your dog, or guardian angel, this is your chance to toot their horn.
