Gosh, it’s hard to play this game day after day after day, isn’t it?
I mean, where is my breakthrough? My success? Where’s the day where 100 agents fight over my manuscript and publishers cold call me saying they’ve read my excerpt somewhere and want to offer me a 20 book deal?
What’s that you say?
It’s no guarantee?
Even if I work my tuckus off for hours, weeks, months, years???
Well, then, what am I doing this for?
Reasons to Just Keep Swimming:
- Dori did it. (Really, I could just stop right there. I mean, she could talk to whales, right? And even in the most direst of moments–the pitch black abyss, hello!–she kept going.)
- With practice comes expertise.
- It’s fun to create something that’s 100% and entirely mine.
- It’s satisfying to rip something apart and rework it so it’s better than before (Yes, there’s angst, frustration, and worry involved in revising too, but once it’s finished, man, I’m so glad I did it.).
- I enjoy networking with other writers.
- I’m not ready to REALLY face giving up. Sure, I brush against the idea of quitting–sometimes frequently–but something keeps me in it. I’d call it hope.
How about you? What keeps you swimming?