|Who doesn't just love a mime anyways?|
In time, you'll come to see all of the warts and pimples on that book and then eventually when you look at it all you'll see is Eddie Haskell staring back at you and the mere sight of the book will leave you feeling empty and disgusted.The only thing you will see when you look at the cover will be the typos that you know are inside and the misused words and the mistakes...and you'll wonder why in the hell you didn't press the delete button when you had the chance...
She held up a copy of one of the books that I had been trying to forget about. I knew then, at that moment, what she was trying to tell me (aside from how badly she needs some fresh reading material in the house). She was reminding me that my babies will always be my babies, and that no matter how far I may have come as a writer that a part of me at that time is in those pages and they are worthy of my continued love and devotion.
It also means that I'm going stir crazy with line editing instead of writing anything new. But, I have one down with the completion of SILENCE OF CENTERVILLE (now available in revised format on Kindle and Amazon!), and only two more to go.
So, my next big thing NYTimes bestseller might not get done any time soon, and I may never make the big time at this pace and writing the kinds of stories that I write (no vampires or zombies or flying saucers or the like). But the thing is, and it's awful hard to get away from, is that people around here like my stories. They pay to read em' and they buy an extra to one to send to their folks back east (or wherever), and they're always asking me when the next one is coming out and where can they get it...
And it dawns on me that being a successful author isn't about how many copies you sell. It's about constantly honing your craft and striving toward unattainable perfection and more than that, it's about connecting with your readers, whether there are 10 or 10 million of them, and making them feel something, and giving them the best experience that you possibly can.
And perhaps even more than any of those things, it's about that cheerleader, and trying to be just half the writer that they believe you are, and trying to make your work a tenth as wonderful as they think it is, and believing in yourself almost as much as they do.If you have that cheerleader, and if you have those readers (in any number), then, as an author...what else is there?
Success is relative. In a hundred years that snooty, rich SOB third cousin of yours (the one that all of the aunts always fawned over) will be dead and gone and his deadbeat kids will have blown their inheritance and probably overdosed on designer drugs. But your book will still be finished, and people might... just maybe... still be reading it. Or, they might be only starting to read it then and it will go on to become an international sensation. Now that's success.
Now leave me be. I have about 400,000 more words to edit.
Thanks for reading,