My Baby

So, I finally let my baby go, well if you can call it a baby. He has been sitting on to my hip for over 6 years now. I can't even call it a toddler, can I?

I know every wanna be author, dreams of seeing their writing in print and I was no exception. Then again, maybe I was. The idea of people actually seeing my work gave me the 'no what if it's not good enough,' vibe.

Does every author wrestle with this? Dive into a spiral of uncertainty, constantly switch from it's good to bad, or simply drive your friends and family crazy. Got to a point that people were actually avoiding me, or then again, when I think about it, they tried to avoid me before all my madness.

What I wasn't prepared for, was the fact that my baby was no longer just a single entity, I had to put him down and watch as people took care of him instead of me.  The hardest part was letting everyone know he was out there, on his own. Self promotion is just not me but I'm learning, well with a lot of help.

And there is a lot of help out there , so many blogs and articles just forcing their advice on you. Did I say forcing, no, surely not, you've read it wrong, honestly. All authors are in the same boat and although they want their's to be at the top of the list, they are more than willing to help. Read about their experience, their journey, even mine and you never know you might actually learn something or I might at least.