Okay, so I’ve been quite remiss in posting to my blog for the past . . . Wow! has it been three weeks already? Quelle horreur! (Haven’t a clue how I knew that meant “that’s terrible/how awful!” Mr. Oppenheimer, Kitwe High’s French teacher’s doing?)
The truth is I’m not always thrilled about blogging, well, once I get in there and do it and hit my stride, I soar and it feels so good, but getting there can be agonizing. However, this time I’ve got a good excuse for being otherwise occupied. I’ve been consumed with getting my memoir, Loveyoubye ready for publication with She Writes Press. It was such a relief to finally make that decision. And so far I’m finding they’re a class act. Plus I like the idea of having their “stable” of writers, with whom I can compare notes. (I haven’t done that yet, but it’s available.)
I had to get an author photo taken–painful–write a bio, a book description, and come up with ideas for the book cover. The latter, my friends has been interesting. Once I primed the pump, all these ideas for images came up. The book cover is a major deal.
But here’s an even bigger issue, committing to this final stage of getting my story out there brought back all those worries I had in the beginning and along the way. Will my story, the writing of which was a life raft at the time, hurt anyone, and do I honestly want the world to see me naked and vulnerable? It’s an uncomfortable place to be. But I find myself pressing forward. Is it my Taurean nature at work here, to persist because that’s what’s next? Or is there something else? Do I need to lay it on the line because someone else, maybe just one person can relate, can see herself, even himself in my experience, and feel a kinship and find comfort and hope? Lofty ideals, I know, but I believe that if you’re turning yourself inside out to find your own truth, you will touch someone else.
So. Damn the torpedoes. Off I go.
I’m so excited for you. And I think is was Dorothy Parker who said, “If people wanted you kindly about them, they should have been nicer to you,” or words thereabout. I’m a Taurus, too, and we are as tenacious as a tick on a hound’s butt. Don’t second-guess yourself. Just keep moving forward believing that the Universe guides you in all things good. Big hugs!
P.S. Please keep a journal about the SW publishing experience. I know we’d all like to read about it.
Thanks for reminding me what DP said. I’m going to make that my mantra. Damn good idea about the journal. Thanks for that too. Big hug back.
Am looking forward to seeing the cover! Bets wishes
Hey, me too!! Thanks Donna.
Damn those torpedoes is a great mantra! Keep going! Thanks for this post!
Wow, I just saw your comment. Sorry. Thanks Elisabeth!