It’s Resurrection, a bloghop hosted by Mina Lobo, and IWSG hosted the first Wednesday of every month by Alex J. Cavanaugh.
Digging through my blog archives, I’m able to combine the two. I wrote this post over two years ago. I added some updates. The message: enjoy the journey no matter where on the path you are. It’s exciting and fulfilling. Why? I live my dream. That’s all that matters. Sometimes we forget.
It’s not always easy to see how one step relates to another when in the thick of picking your way across the stream. When I look back, the connections often amaze me.
Moving to Central Oregon led me to Pine Mountain Observatory. Its stepping stones out into the galaxy and beyond spark my imagination and wonder. I use that fuel the rest of the year in my writing.
Speaking to the public in the dark takes most of the fear out of it. I’m now very comfortable speaking and reading in public venues, even with the lights on.
During a meeting with other volunteers / friends one winter, one mentioned to me the existence of Central Oregon Writers Guild. I went home and looked it up online. There I found the fellowship of other writers. An important support group. I took my writing from novice to more professional, learned about platforms and marketing, and get the encouragement to go after what I want.
I also learned about conferences, workshops and Second Sundays. At Second Sundays I found the courage to stand up and work on reading aloud to an audience. This won me fans, advice, and more encouragement. The first time I got up to read, the woman who organizes my town’s writers conference, Nature of Words, was in the audience. Kindly, she told me to never take no as an answer and said I ‘must’ go to Willamette Writers.
I went home and looked up Willamette Writers online. When registration opened for the conference, I signed up and committed to four face-to-face pitches with agents and a publisher.
Having a deadline helped me get the spit and polish on my first novel done in a timely fashion – even with two complete redirects of the plot. I felt confident at the conference. I learned what it takes and what agents and publishers are looking for in my genre. All four asked me to submit, but it didn’t go any farther. That was OK. I learned a lot, and I understand why it didn’t.
Every rejection leads somewhere, too. Maybe we don’t see it. For me it usually leads to learning and growing and trying again. It is merely a bump not an insurmountable obstacle. Turn to your support systems, take a deep breath and go at it again. And again. And again.
You know when something feels right. It beats in your core. Sings. You don’t mind the work and the effort. It’s more like fun and play than work.
Since then the indie revolution started and went full tilt, and I decided that was the road calling loudest to me. For now. It suits my independent nature, and I love working for myself. I’ve gotten even better at deadlines. I usually set one with my editor before the first draft is done.
The beauty about being a writer in these turbulent times is we have choices and have the freedom to change our minds and explore all the options and roads out there.
I’ve said this several times, but it’s worth repeating. I love fan mail.
Anyway, I just want to encourage you to be bold. It’s amazing where one tiny step can lead.
FIRST EVER Jousting Tournament! Right here, beginning next Monday (Nov. 12th), for the launch of my new book The Renaissance of Hetty Locklear. It’s not too late to join the fun. Read more HERE
December 14th is HobbitFest! Get your Hobbit on. Read more HERE
The trailer for The Renaissance of Hetty Locklear.
Thank you, dear friend, Raven.