The last three months of writing a book have nothing to do with writing.
I know. Mine comes out on Amazon on Monday.
I know about quitting, too. I have five dead books:
- Harvesting Authenticity
- Fear of _____ing
- All The Difference
- The Ad-Writer’s 12-Pack
- The Civic Lessons
They’re all in various stages of incompletion – their debris field stretches back more than five years.
But people who love me wouldn’t let me quit. They made me push through the wall.
But, back to the last three months … after the writing’s done?
THAT’S when you really feel like quitting.
Editing. Proof copies. More editing. Cover photos. Cover fonts. More editing. More proof copies.
Don’t use a green fish. Use a blue fish.
But, if you have something to say, you push through that wall, too.
Even when, with 98 of 108 chapters finished in the final edit, your Word document won’t open and says:
FILE CORRUPTED
You push through.
Yes, this happened. No, we hadn’t saved since we had been working on that last round of edits.
Sure, we got upset. But, you know what?
We had it finished in less than a day.
Once you commit … I mean, really commit … nothing’s going to stand in your way.
That’s true of anyone who turns a dream into a goal into a plan and then starts putting one foot in front of the other.
Along the way, you’re going to step on rakes.
Keep moving.
What’s your dream?
Mike Finney says
nice!