You know life can be so amazing as it can be challenging.
So one clear-headed day, I started going over a few of my old manuscripts. Many needing much cleaning up. Soon the writing juices started flowing again. Woo hoo! What a good feeling. I felt liberated, resurrected — however you would view it, but I felt alive again.
Stunned I thought this was a joke, a bad one at that. Don’t play with me folks. I’m very delicate when it comes to my writing. They reassured me that they were serious. I’ll be writing under a noted author’s imprint. Really?
Well, to make a longer story shorter (as I can ramble on forever), I eventually accepted. Happily so, but still stunned that this is really happening to me.
The Novacain finally wore off, and can’t believe I’m making good time for the deadline. Wow!
So fellow writers, miracles never cease. Whatever is your choice in this field, keep writing. Keep publishing. Put your art out there for others to take notice. They’ll come when you’re least expecting. And it feels good to be discovered.
Thinking about it now, it was well worth the wait. A decade, in fact, but I never gave up writing except when I was under the weather, and even then I was jotting something down. It’s in the blood, y’know?
March on independent writers, march on and never give up. I’m rooting for all of us! 🙂