When do you feel like a writer, for real?
My first book, SUPERHEROES DON'T EAT VEGGIE BURGERS, has now been out in the world for 6 weeks. It's still pretty hard to believe. I mean, after years of writing, and revising and REVISING some more, then trying to get an agent, then more revising, then trying to find a publisher...well, now it's a real book, with a cover, and artwork, and a dedication page, and everything. I'm serious. You can find it on Amazon. You can see it in bookstores. People have written me emails and told me they bought it and read it and had nice things to say about it. People who aren't even related to me and don't have to say nice things about it, if they don't feel like it.
Most days, I wake up and pinch myself. I stare at the copy that sits on my bedside table, its front smudged with fingerprints and the binding already soft because I've opened it so many times. I practically know the Library of Congress number by heart, but am afraid to flip past that page, for fear I'll find a typo that everyone missed. I love this book. But it scares me sometimes, too. It's no longer mine. It belongs to everyone now.
Books are amazing. Being a writer is a dream come true. I hope my blog can be a source of support, encouragement or at least entertainment, for other writers out there. Writing can be a lonely, frustrating and even scary business. But, it can also knock your socks off. Hang in there. It's worth it.