... was sending a chapter of my book to the publisher, and was distressed to know the feedback. She replied yesterday with some thoughtful advice, which gave me a total different view to my book. I need to change my approach to the subject to give the best benefit to reader, which means I have to revise most of what I have written. It's ok, I will do it for reader's sake.
I spent my birthday indoor, writing emails to customers and publishers. Then I went out, having dinner with my best friend. The older I am, the quieter my birthdays are. It's nice though, I don't expect a big celebration. At first I was a bit upset because the first person to send birthday wish to me was my boss. And not many people seemed to remember my birthday. But I heard from all my beloved ones, that's just all I need.
It's been 2/3 of the book now. What I need to do next is to finish the first chapter of instructions and introductions to social media sites, and complete some small parts. And I need to work on the book every day to finish it. Every day.
New publishers contacted me for the publish plans of other books. After finishing this book, I will need to jump into another subject, and another, and another. That's how things go. Now I have to really focus on this book.
My job is ok. Gradually I realize that it's a fine job, good colleagues. Actually that job is a good one and people would take it immediately if they have chance. But I've been having bad attitude toward my job, just because I'm so into writing, and I don't want to do that job for the rest of my life. Here, again, I have to remind myself to pay full attention to my job during working hour, make it excellent. And when time comes, I can leave. If my work on writing is not good enough, I will have to accept that job to be permanent. If I'm still there, it means I'm not ready for the next move yet, so just do the best I can.
During all this chaos of job and work and projects, what I really want is to get my book done. Whenever I feel exhausted, or stuck, I just imagine the fine book on the shelf, silently, peacefully. And I make it through, again and again. When I'm in trouble, I just look up to God. I see God smiling at me, telling me not to worry, because I can do that, I will finally have my book done. And another. And another.
Onward Rosie.
I spent my birthday indoor, writing emails to customers and publishers. Then I went out, having dinner with my best friend. The older I am, the quieter my birthdays are. It's nice though, I don't expect a big celebration. At first I was a bit upset because the first person to send birthday wish to me was my boss. And not many people seemed to remember my birthday. But I heard from all my beloved ones, that's just all I need.
It's been 2/3 of the book now. What I need to do next is to finish the first chapter of instructions and introductions to social media sites, and complete some small parts. And I need to work on the book every day to finish it. Every day.
New publishers contacted me for the publish plans of other books. After finishing this book, I will need to jump into another subject, and another, and another. That's how things go. Now I have to really focus on this book.
My job is ok. Gradually I realize that it's a fine job, good colleagues. Actually that job is a good one and people would take it immediately if they have chance. But I've been having bad attitude toward my job, just because I'm so into writing, and I don't want to do that job for the rest of my life. Here, again, I have to remind myself to pay full attention to my job during working hour, make it excellent. And when time comes, I can leave. If my work on writing is not good enough, I will have to accept that job to be permanent. If I'm still there, it means I'm not ready for the next move yet, so just do the best I can.
During all this chaos of job and work and projects, what I really want is to get my book done. Whenever I feel exhausted, or stuck, I just imagine the fine book on the shelf, silently, peacefully. And I make it through, again and again. When I'm in trouble, I just look up to God. I see God smiling at me, telling me not to worry, because I can do that, I will finally have my book done. And another. And another.
Onward Rosie.
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