I remember the moment when I decided to write a book. Newly pregnant, and feeling creative, I began jotting down ideas in an old page-a-day diary. When I finished the manuscript, I put it aside for a while, and realised after a re-read, that it was rubbish. Sigh.
When baby arrived, the greatest challenge while working on the second manuscript, was battling tiredness and trying to squeeze in time to write during naps, without feeling too guilty that the housework wasn’t getting done. After the last word was written, I sadly had to admit that it was rubbish too, like the first. So I stored them together where they keep each other dusty company.
The challenge with the third manuscript was the ending; getting it right. There were times when I felt like my brain had evaporated into the sky and I was left sitting there, in front of the screen, an empty shell trying to think with my fingers. But miracle of miracles, I managed to get it finished.
So, the next challenge was finding a publisher. Scary, scary, scary. Sending it out, waiting for a reply – snore – getting knocked back after a year’s journey of “almost accepted”. Trying again.
With a heck of a lot of luck, I was finally accepted.
I wasn’t naive enough to imagine that I could now sit back and relax. But the thought of promoting myself was scarier than sending out the manuscript in the first place. Not that I’m shy; far from it. I’m happy to step onto a stage, I’ll easily chat with a group of strangers, but selling myself and the book in the process, well, that had my knees knocking.
The publisher does most of the hard work, but they took a risk on me and I want to help them. My biggest fear was that they’d regret taking me on. Ah, the insecurities of a writer!
So, how do you feel about promoting yourself? Easy? Terrifying?Any tips?
I found a great little article (link below) thanks to John Kremer, who you can find here: http://twitter.com/johnkremer
May we all be courageous, despite knocking knees.