Year’s end, and it was a good one, by & large. Can’t complain, & have so very much to be actively grateful for.
Professional lesson learned in 2014: Just because I wrote a book — and did a good job on it, and think it’s publication-worthy — does not mean it will ever be published. Seems like this lesson ought to have been self-evident some time ago, but writer-ego is a silly thing. It is possible to be both incredibly arrogant about the brilliance of one’s creation and incredibly self-doubting of one’s professional worth at the same time. Who knew? This is a sadness, but a manageable one. I’m working on a book that’s unlike anything I’ve ever written, and I’m excited to work on it every chance I get. That’s a nice feeling, and I have high hopes for it (see above, re: arrogance of the brilliance of one’s creation, etc.) 🙂
Other professional lesson learned: I have actually learned to craft a decent query/sales letter/ package. I know this because most of the top agents who represent books in my field did request a copy of my manuscript (not at all a given in today’s over-saturated market.) The fact that they did not choose to represent it is–sadly–the direct result of what I learned in pro. lesson #1. But at least I know when I finish my next book, that I will likely be able to get some good agents to take a look at it. And I’m hoping they love it a bit more than they did this one.
This year I picked up my reading pace, and I intend to keep amping up the ‘books read’ number until I’m as saturated in wordswordswords as I used to be. Aiming for 100 books this year, hoping for a few more than that. Happily, xmas gifts hae styled me out on my first dozen or so – waiting on my bedside table, as I write this. And I have a list of the next dozen or so, just waiting for me to be ready for them.
But all of these are things I’ll be spending more time pondering later in the year. (Ah, and there go the fireworks. People around here seem to love fireworks. Even when it’s only 7* out there. Brrr…)
For me, tonight is to be spent huddled in front of the woodstove, sipping really good wine (our thanks to the Boy’s parents!) It was a day of doing jigsaw puzzles, reading xmas books both long & short (Kiddo’s obsessed with his Cam Jansen collection, Mom & Dad – thank you!), constructing LEGO sets, bringing in eggs still barely warm on this frigid day, sipping tea all day long, enjoying my new electric foot warmer (in my office, which is actually a closet, ie: an uninsulated, unheated bit of space that gets downright nasty in the cold. The footwarmer sounds frivolous beyond words, but seems to be making all the difference between cozy & impossible-to-accomplish-anything-due-to-uncontrollable-shivering) The Boy is here beside me, reading, occasionally sharing interesting tidbits. Sipping wine. Holding hands. Enjoying the fire. And the company. And, well, and everything.
A New Year’s wish: I hope everyone reading this is feeling as blessed with the company you’re keeping (whether nearby or merely in spirit) as I do. I hope 2014 was a good year for every one of you, and that 2015 will be even better. May the New Year be sweet for us all.
& I’ll let you know how the black-eyed peas & ham & collard greens turn out for tomorrow night’s dinner…