Waddup Savi Crew!
So, it’s gonna be a different kind of blog post this week. Because one, tomorrow’s my birthday and I tend to get introspective and sentimental the older I get (a tad more emotional too but that’s another story for another blog). And two, because I don’t shy away from sharing my organic—albeit embarrassing—experiences in my posts so Savi Crew members can identify, relate and hopefully learn how to cope.
This time last year I wrote my first draft for NaNoWriMo and had major delusions of grandeur that I would tweak it a few times and be ready to publish by December 2018. Cue the hysterical laughter. Oh, and I even made the rookie mistake of hiring a cover designer BEFORE completing the beta reading process. Yup, more laughter.
Well, that obviously didn’t happen and that story I wrote back in November 2017 is in varying stages of re-outline. I eventually had to shelve that project indefinitely and have the intention of revisiting it sometime in the near future. Eventually.
I say all this to say, we all have goals in life. Some realistic, some not. And the best laid plans can blow up in our faces. Case in point, my birthday plans fell through earlier this week and instead of spending it at a concert, I’ll be hanging out with my sister, nephew and cousins in a tree trimming party at our Granny’s house. While initially disappointed, I intend to thoroughly enjoy myself because life is precious and in the grand scheme of things, some people have real problems—getting stuck at a tree-trimming party isn’t one of them.
My point? As an aspiring writer with goals to publish and become a bestseller in multiple genres, I need to deal with the reality that millions of other people in the world have the same goal that I do. And the ones who make it are those who put themselves out there, i.e. make lemonade. Because life isn’t gonna hand out success. Book deals don’t just all out of the sky (but wouldn’t it be cool if they did though).
To pursue writing, means being used to constant rejection and criticism which for a shy and sensitive introvert (INFJ for the MBTI buffs out there, I see you) seems like a recipe for disaster. But I’m fairly resilient—anyone who can get rejected to their face, not to mention via text message, and still press on in the relationship department has to be—so my goal of becoming a multi-genre bestselling authorpreneur still stands. And with my YA anime-inspired fantasy novel series I might have an actual shot.
Anyways, I’m rambling again which means it’s time to sign off… Toodles for now. And remember, no matter where you live, take a little time to enjoy the island life! Happy Writing!