First of all, I want to take a moment to thank all of those brave souls who gave their lives so that the rest of us could live freely. I think too many Americans are really unappreciative of the sacrifices those who went before us made. I would also like to send my love to my Grandmother, father and all of my friends who have passed away and gone on to the next world. I love you all and miss you very much.
Days like this are bittersweet. Especially since I am in the process of getting my first picture book published. Yesterday I worked on the manuscript, making the first round of editorial changes. Today as I think about those who have passed away, it makes me sad to think that my dad and grandma will never get to hold my first book and beam with pride, as I know they would have. I hope wherever they are that they can see and are still proud of me. In some ways it saddens me that my loved ones will miss this milestone in my life more than it did that they missed my wedding. Maybe because it takes a lot more work to get a book published than it does to get married.
I have heard authors talk before about how writing and publishing a book is like giving birth, but I think I’m just now starting to understand the feeling. It’s a lot of work, pain, sweat and tears that go into a good book, plus you struggle with feelings of inferiority. The whole process can be rather overwhelming, even though it is a happy time as well. I’ve had ebooks published, but it’s different. Throwing out a few twitter messages or advertising on Facebook is far different from the face to face experience of trying to sell a traditional book at a book signing or reading. Especially if you are shy around strangers like I am.
I guess that is enough rambling for today. I hope you can make some sort of coherent speech out of my tangled up emotions today 🙂