Every time I think there might be a little bit of smooth sailing in this journey towards publication
I'm proven wrong.
Each summit I think I reach is really just a ledge....with more mountain to climb towering over me.
What am I getting at?
Well, my novel was out on submission. It passed the initial round, went on to follow up readers (sorta like the acquisitions committee) and then semi-died. I got some good feedback and a request for revisions. It's not the end of the world, but...
it's mountain I face and not a glassy lake.
It's okay. I'm up for the challenge. I've had a good discussion with my agent and we have a plan in place.
Whenever my kids whine and complain that I've asked them to do something difficult (music lessons, homework, pulling weeds in the yard...) I say, "Yes it's hard, but do you know what? You can do hard things!"
If I believe that to be true for them, it must also be true for me.
It is hard. But guess what, friends? We can do hard things.
I'm going to start tomorrow. Today I'll just sit here on my wide butt and take a good dose of Ben and Jerry's therapy - double fudge brownie being the choice this time *sigh*.