Sometimes you don’t even realize a fear until you have to face it head on.
As you all know, I’ve announced that I’ve been writing a book. Telling everyone was just a little fear that I had to overcome. After all, a lot of people know that I enjoy writing and creating stories, but none other than a select few have ever read my original work. By select few, I mean my best friend. Other than that, I’ve written fanfiction under a username I don’t use for social media. As far as the fanfiction goes, only my best friend and a few close personal (and online) friends of the same fandom have read those.
Sharing those pieces of work was a piece of cake.
Sending the first draft of my book to a few people (including my mom) for editing… terrifying. So terrifying, in fact, that I considered not doing it and just keeping the book for myself, my writing pal/partner-in-crime, and my best friend.
But what good would that be?
So it was with incredible anxiety that I have given a copy of my book draft to my select editors – two of my coworkers and my mom. I trust all three of them to find the mistakes that I’ve missed and let me know if something doesn’t sound right or if the story doesn’t flow well. I think that’s what I’m the most scared of – that my story will not flow well or not make any sense.
I mean, it makes sense to me, but I know everything about the characters and their backgrounds. They’re my babies. As is this story.
Now all I can do is wait. And worry.
But I think for now I’ll design some book covers to keep myself busy.