The only way I can think of starting this post is “WOW” but I’m loathed to, as it’s a bit predictable. As a writer I should be more imaginative shouldn’t I? But I can’t really, because 2015 was a hell of a year.
This time last year I hadn’t even dared send Dottie to an agent or publisher, I was trying to find the motivation to write and self-publish the next novel in The Survival Series, but I must admit, I was feeling a bit like I was floating.
Fast forward 12 months and it really does feel just that – like I’ve fast forwarded through the year in a blur, and no that’s not because of the gin!
I have spent the year filled with anticipation and fear at every stage of the process from emailing my publishers through to people reading my book. If I’m being entirely honest, I’d say that it’s only now that I can actually sit back and feel like an actual real life author, and not a fraud, and that yes I’m actually living my dream, not pretending too. There’s still a long way to go, but I do feel like I’m now part of a very lovely community.
Aside from that the year has been filled with children grown up (if anybody knows how to make them stay at this age – but a little bit quieter – please let me know), rekindling my love with running (except for those days when I have a bad run – then I get grumpy), and most importantly self-belief.
I’m not sure when my confidence took a hit, possibly motherhood teamed with a career change, and perhaps the people I surrounded myself with. But it’s a nice feeling to say I now believe in myself again. I’ve stepped away from drainers, and embraced those around me who charge me up. I’m talking more ass kicking rather than ass kissing, they work very hard to support me in a passion that unless you’re very much a part of it, is hard to understand how consuming it is.
Which takes me back to the community I feel I am now a part of – a writer, an author. Writers, in particular authors are a friendly bunch. I’m not saying everyone is (but who is?), but from what I’ve learnt over the last few years, and especially the last 12 months, is that support is willingly handed out by fellow writers. It’s a nice feeling. We want each other to succeed, and even though our journeys and paths are very different, we understand one another.
Sounds corny doesn’t it? But it’s true.
However, from the outside, when you’re just starting out, it can all look a bit daunting. Watching people who have lived a version of the path you could take to live your dream, and now they’re there, seemingly untouchable. But I’ve been lucky enough to find that’s not true, and as I begin t realize that I’m part of this group, that I’m not playing at it, I want to help and support authors and writers, both established and aspiring.
So as I wrap 2015 up – no doubt with a lot of gin, fizz, curry and good company. I am intending on starting 2016 with a bang. Well, on the Monday when the kids go back to school anyway.
Not only am I continuing to believe in myself, not only am I actually going to write Dottie’s next adventure without deleting everything and muttering “you’re crap you stupid cow” to myself, but I’m starting a new section on the blog.
Write Thinking, is a section for all sorts of authors and writers, whatever stage in the process you are. It’s going to be filled (I HOPE!) with guest posts from some amazing names, and some new and exciting names, and they’re going to be giving out hints, tips, insights, and most importantly support. Living the dream is hard, but I don’t think any of us would have it any other way (although a bit more sleep would be nice), and it’s nice to know that we all are going through the same, no matter where we are.
Pass The Gin, so I can raise a glass to 2015, and another to 2016.