A writer friend of mine is struggling. She's writing her first book. She's been writing that same book for more than twenty years. It's almost done. Her original goal was the end of this year. Sadly, she is sabotaging herself and her writing.
With fear. Fear that the book she's poured her entire life and work into won't measure up. Won't be the one that changes the world or lives.
So she is frozen. Like that stature above. Paralyzed to drop his wheel and spin into the future,
Are you that writer? Have you considered why you started writing? Why you want so badly to produce a book and see it in print? Sure, I know you are going to say it's not about the fame. It's not about the numbers. It's because you want to make a difference.
But how big a difference? How big an impact?
What if only one person buys your book. Would all your sweat and tears and labor have been worth it? Would you write the next book?
You better know your answer. I'm going to tell you what happened to me. I sold my seventh novel. Finally. Oh JOY! I had made it. It's been a little more than four months. I might have sold 350 plus books. Sure, some were given away in a marketing plan from the publisher. And yes it was a small publisher. And then I could have done more to push the sales...Are you listening? There will always be some reason we can come up with but the fact remains my first book was not a BestSeller. Yours might not be either.
Does that mean you give up? Does that mean you don't write your book after hearing numbers? Or are you thinking but mine will be different. I hope so. I feel that way about my next book and the one after that. As I grow as I writer, I plan to improve my skills and my marketing abilities.
So think again. Why do you write? Why do we waste time day-after-day turning out a book that maybe not a lot of people will read or buy?
Here's my answer: Because ONE person might.
I can't tell you how many kind and sweet emails I received by readers who were touched by my words. They encouraged and comforted me.
But is ONE enough for you?
It was for me. Once the reality of publishing washed over me and I came up coughing but alive--I found new resolve. One reader IS enough. Will I always dream for more? Of course. Hey, I'm human. But until then...ONE is always enough.
Want to impact a life with what you write? Then do it. Write it. Get it out there.
Someone is waiting.